The Injury – Chapter 2 – Recovery
Prologue
It's been a month since the incident and Sabine is still broken about it, but glad Ezra is ok. He can somewhat walk again but it's going slow. The entire Rebellion has wished Ezra a good recovery, which he is grateful for. However, a few of the rebel females have tried to flirt with Ezra much to Sabine's dismay.
End Prologue
"So what do you say we get to know each other sometime, Bridger?" one of the female rebels ask Ezra.
"I uhh… Actually don't think that's a good idea. Besides I still have a way to go with my recovery…"
"Oh come on it'll be fun, I promise," another female says.
Ezra spots Sabine watching the whole thing unfold. "Thanks, but no thanks. I'm not interested," he says to the other girls. 'I'm happy with who I have already' he wanted to say but didn't want to make them too angry.
"Ok fine. Anyways, see you around, Bridger," one of them say. Another plants a small kiss on his cheek as she leaves. It wasn't a kiss for love, just a friendly kiss, a get-well-soon sort of thing.
Sabine enters the room, with the scene burned in her mind. "Those creeps don't know how to stay away do they?" she says furious. Sabine is glaring daggers at Ezra.
"Sabine, hear me out," he starts. "I don't like any of them…" Sabine softens her gaze a little. "I'm not pissed off at you completely," she answers.
Ezra stands up and tries to take a step but loses his balance. Sabine catches him, but in doing so loses her footing and they both fall to the floor. Ezra is on top of Sabine; their faces were only inches apart.
"I… uhh… sorry…" Ezra tries to say, slowly getting up. He holds a hand out to Sabine who takes it and gets back on her feet.
"It's… fine. I wasn't…" she starts to say, but couldn't finish. That painful memory started to come back and she falls to her knees. Her eyes wide with fear as she starts to shake.
"Sabine!" Ezra exclaims as he kneels in front of her, grabbing her shoulders. "Snap out of it, Sabine!"
He pulls her into a hug in an attempt to calm her down.
"Ezra I'm… I'm so sorry..." she says, sobbing into his shoulder.
"Sabine…" She looks up at Ezra. They are inches apart, again. She's staring straight into his eyes while he's staring into hers. "It's not your fault. I was arrogant and stubborn. You couldn't stop any of it."
"That's what's killing me Ezra…I … I almost…" she falls into Ezra's arms again and cries uncontrollably. He lifts the two of them to their feet and sit's at the edge of his bed.
Ezra sighs while holding the emotionally broken Sabine in his arms. This has been going on for weeks. The medical droids only said to give her time. Keep her with Ezra as much as she could, and she will eventually recover from the shock.
After a few minutes, Sabine finally went to sleep. Ezra is lying in his bed while Sabine has her head on the edge, using Ezra's arm as a pillow.
Ezra watches her sleep. "You've been through so much. I can't even imagine how you felt," he whispers. Sabine only stirs in her sleep, making sure Ezra isn't going anywhere.
The next morning, Ezra wakes up only to feel he can't move so much.
"What in the world?" he groans. He notices Sabine must have moved during the night, her head rested on his shoulder, her hand on his chest while the other wrapped around his arm.
Blood rushes to his face when he realizes she's only wearing her body suit but her armor nowhere to be seen.
"Uh… Sa… Sabine?" he stammers. Sabine groans but pulls him closer.
"Just a few more minutes, Ezra. You make a wonderful pillow," she whispers, barely awake. The door opens as Hera walks in.
"Ezra it's almost time to continue your… therapy…" She barely finishes her sentence when she sees Sabine sleeping with Ezra.
"Umm… good morning, Hera," Ezra manages to say.
"Do I want to know what's going on here?" Hera asks Ezra, but not at all angry.
"Honestly I'm confused myself…" Sabine just then moves her hand around Ezra's neck and pulls him closer, still cuddling.
"She seems… very comfortable with you, Commander," Wedge says.
"Hey man, when did you get here?"
"Just now actually. Don't worry your secret's safe with me," he says trying not to laugh.
"Thanks," Ezra says sarcastically. Ezra then looks at Hera, "Please don't tell Zeb. He'll never stop laughing," he tells her with a pleading look in his eyes.
"Actually that might be a bit too late. He was walking by earlier and saw you two," Hera explains.
Blood rushes from Ezra's face, "Oh no… you're kidding right?"
"Nope. He already knows," Hera says.
"Ni kar'tayl gar darasuum, Ezra Bridger" Sabine says in her sleep.
"Ezra? What did she just say?" Wedge asked.
"How should I know? I don't speak Mandalorian…" Ezra says. "Do you know Hera?"
Hera just looks at the two and tries not to answer. "You are going to have to find out when she wakes up, because I don't know either," she lied. Ezra, however, knows she lied.
"Anyways, Ezra, you have to continue your therapy today," Hera says.
"Do I have to today?" Ezra complains.
"Yes you have to. Doctor's orders," Hera says. She then leaves. Wedge stays a while longer, curious with what Sabine said to Ezra a minute before.
"Shall we wake her?" Wedge asked with a smirk.
"We might as well," Ezra said. "Sabine?" Ezra whispered shaking Sabine's shoulder. "Sabine wake up."
Sabine groans sleepily, "I don't want to… just stay…"
Ezra just sighs, "Sabine we have to. I have to continue my therapy if I'm ever going to work again sooner." Finally, Sabine opens her eyes and looks up at Ezra.
"Sabine…" Wedge started. "We should get him going."
Sabine sighs slightly annoyed. "Fine, but I'm not leaving his side," she says.
"That's fine with everyone else considering your little panic attacks," Wedge answers. Sabine glares at him. "Hey it's the truth," he added quickly, "doctor's orders."
"By the way, Sabine," Ezra says. "You said something to me in your native language… what exactly did you say?"
Sabine froze. 'I didn't think I said it out loud like that… I thought it was only in my head.' "I… I don't know what you're talking about…" she said quickly, but obviously nervous. Her face looked as red as some of her paintings.
"You said something to me while you were sleeping… Hera heard you, too but refuses to tell us," Ezra told her.
"It's… It's nothing," She responded trying to avoid the topic.
'Why can't I just tell him how I feel? He probably already has an idea but…'
"Sabine?" Ezra called to her snapping her out of her trance. "Are you ok, Sabine?"
"I'm fine," she said. "Let's get you to your therapy. We wouldn't want those medical droids chastising us for being late again."
"Great. I'll report to Hera that you're not goofing off like you usually do," Wedge says winking at Sabine.
She only blushes more catching what he was getting at. Ezra started blushing too, his face almost as red as Sabine's. The two walk over to another room designed to help get an injured person walking properly after a major accident, quite popular with the pilots.
Just as Ezra was getting strapped in to the monitors, Sabine suddenly froze.
'Oh no… please not now. He's only 10 meters away, you shouldn't be panicking'
"Sabine?" She heard Ezra calling her name. "Sabine wake up." She opened her eyes to see a circle of people and droids around her and Ezra right at her side, holding her up.
"Wh…What happened?" Sabine asked confused.
"You tell me. You suddenly froze where you were… your eyes… looked terrified. Then you just collapsed." Ezra explained to her, fear in his voice.
Before Sabine could answer a medical droid started speaking to Ezra, "It seems she just had a massive panic attack, sir," the droid said.
"How? I was only right over there." Ezra asked worried.
"I... I don't know either, Ezra..." Sabine started.
Ezra turns to the medical droids, "You have some sedatives ready if this happens again right?"
The medical droid only looks at Ezra for a moment, then answers, "I'll have it ready, sir."
"Ezra, you don't have to..." Sabine tried to say, but Ezra interrupts her.
"Sabine please. I can't stand to see you in so much pain from this."
Sabine only stares at him at first angry, but then realizes he's right. "Fine, but only because you asked," she said. "Thank you," Ezra says.
*Two Hours Later*
Ezra finishes all his tests successfully, but is still ordered to take it easy.
"Just one more week, Ezra then you will be let go... at least if everything goes well," Sabine explains to a tired Ezra.
"Yeah I know. I just don't want to go through any more therapy. I think I'm ready to go now," he says back.
"You also think you're done with the Bacta treatments?" Sabine asks teasingly.
"Well alright, the Bacta tank isn't that bad... but it still feels weird."
Sabine grabs his arm and lays her head on his shoulder. "Ni kar'tayl gar darasuum," she says as quiet as she could.
"Are you ever going to tell me what you said?" Ezra asks Sabine, barely hearing her.
Sabine only blushes lightly, "Not yet," she says sweetly.
"And when will that be?" he asks.
"When I feel it's time to tell you," Sabine replies with a wink and a smile. Ezra instantly blushes nervously.
"Anyway, I'll see you later?" Sabine said, more as a question.
"Y-yeah. Sure," Ezra answers nervously. Sabine smiles and walks away. 'Was she just... flirting with me?' Ezra asked himself inside. 'Don't be ridiculous, Bridger she's not into you like that.'
"Ezra? Bro you alright?" Wedge asks curiously. "Huh? Oh… yeah I'm fine," Ezra says.
"Good. You still have some workouts to do. Remember?"
"Yes I remember...," Ezra replies a bit distracted.
"Ok what's going on?" Wedge asks. "She said it again. I'm telling you she said the same thing she said this morning," Ezra says.
Again I do NOT own the characters. They rightfully belong to Disney and LucasArts.
This is Chapter 2 everybody. If you have suggestions on how I can make things better, please let me know.
This is my first fanfic after all
