While hobbling back to the ghost, Ezra tried to pretend the pain in his leg was less than what it actually was. He hadn't actually looked at it yet, but judging from Sabines reaction, it was less than ideal. A lot less. And despite his attempts to stop them, he still let us several very colorful words Hera would have smacked him for.

With the almost full support of Sabine, the pair had managed to escape the town, and were now approaching the ghost. The ramp was already down and they were only about ten meters away, put strangely, the rest of the crew was not there to meet them like they usually were, and he soon found out why.

Overhead, he heard the whirr of tie fighters, just as they reached the ramp. "We got incoming. Specter 5, 6, where are you?." It was Hera, who managed to sound both worried and annoyed at the same time.

"We made it onboard just now."

"Took you long enough. Get to your positions, things are about to get messy."

In the cargo bay, Ezra and Sabine shared a desperate glance. It was Ezra who spoke first.

"You go. I'll stay"

Not satisfied with this answer, Sabine opened her mouth to protest, but before she could make a sound the ship lurched to one side, knocking the feet out from under the two rebels, sending them crashing to the floor. Ezra let out a cry of immense pain as he landed on his back with Sabines chin in the middle of his chest. It was a position Ezra would likley have commented on, had it no been for the distraction of his twisted limb, which now felt like it had been crushed by a meteor… that was on fire...twice.

Embarrassed, even despite the serious situation, Sabine jumped back up to standing trying desperately to hide her blush. Where is my helmet when I need it? She thought, but soon her petty self conciseness drained away when she realized that her counterpart was in far to much pain to worry about much of anything else.

As gently as she could, she put her arms around Ezras torso and dragged him to one side of the ship, with the goal of placing him in a leaning position against some crates. She tried, in vain, to ignore the miserable sounds coming from Ezra with each lurching movement. It tugged at her insides, twisting them uncomfortably. He'll be safer like this, with something to support him, she tried to justify the pain she was causing him.

The ship experienced a few more lurches and a small explosion that sent its insides trembling.

"Sabine! Ezra! What are you doing?!" Hera barked over the com. "I need cover NOW!"

With Ezra somewhat safe, they shared one last glance. Ezra just nodded and attempted a sheepish grin, before Sabine leapt up the ladder to the nose gun.

-SWR-

In the cockpit, Hera was having a hell of a time trying to evade the ties that were following closely on their tale. They still lacked the use of the hyperdrive, so they were now involved in a deadly game of cat and mouse, weaving around large rocks and communications towers.

Just when she thought they were about to get blown up, though, the incoming tie burst into a ball of flames. The shot had come from the ghost, which meant that either Sabine or Ezra had made it to the nose gune, and were defending her precious ship from the imperial ties. About time she thought. She wondered what had taken them so long to get back in the first place.

This distraction kept her from noticing a large boulder directly in front of them. She barely managed to turn in time. She could feel the metal groaning, and herd many crashes of things falling to the floor throughout the ship. In fact, she could have sworn she heard someone cry out, but Hera decided that letting herself get distracted again was not in the crews best interest, so instead she focused on getting herself, and the rest of the crew to safety.

Hey Guys, I know its short, I'm really sorry. The infamous writers block struck again. Anyway, I should have something up soon, so bear with me :) Thank you, you fabulous people

-Doodle

P.S. I am impressed with some of your Broken bone storys, many of them sound extremely painful and I all I could think was "Ouch!" So I congratulate all of you on being much tougher than I am