So very simply I just woke up with this really short and wholesome story idea in my head. I think its a cute story. Anyway enjoy. -TBN

Ezra jumps up from his bed and immediately his lightsaber flies into his hand. With his lightsaber ignited Ezra looks around the room . A bead of sweat runs down his forehead.

He sighs as he sheaths his lightsaber. "Just a nightmare." He says to himself. Ezra carefully got back into his bunk as to not wake Zeb but Ezra couldn't get comfortable, not till he knew.

He climbs carefully out of his bed and silently creeps out of his room into the corridors of the Ghost. He looked at the door across from him and hesitated a moment before opening it.

Ezra waited a second for his eyes to adjust to the darkness. He smiled as he could see the silhouette of a person lying in the bed with their back to him. He tuned around to leave.

"Ezra?" A tired voice asked. Ezra turned back to see Sabine had rolled over and was now looking at him. "What are you doing in here?"

"Uhh... I um." Ezra fumbled for a an excuse but then gave up. "I had a nightmare."

Sabine sat up on the side of her bed. "And you came to check on me?"

"I couldn't back back to sleep otherwise." Ezra admitted. "Sorry."

Sabine lay back down in her bed. "It's fine, Ezra. Get back to sleep."

Ezra nodded and went to leave.

"The top bunks always free you know. Just try not to wake me next time."

Ezra smiled and climbed into the top bunk. "Thanks, Sabine."

"No problem. Goodnight Ezra Bridger."

"Goodnight."