A/N – Can't apologise enough for the delay on this story. I really don't know why I didn't update this.

I think this chapter will conclude the story, I'm aiming to get them all done so I can move on to a larger project.


Ezra's jaw dropped. However, despite being in frozen shock, adrenaline decided to yank him by the crotch and drag him towards Sabine, who had decided, in all her infinite wisdom, to try and console a hormone-ridden fifteen year old, in the most revealing outfit she possibly could.

"Umm, Kanan, He's moving towards me. Well, I say moving, more like something is pulling him." Sabine whispered, slightly cautious of the kid.

"Don't worry. This is the reaction we wanted. It's better for him if he doesn't really know what's going on. What's his facial expression like?" Kanan could imagine his teenage padawan. He remembered Master Allusis' apprentice's face – and the humiliation that he suffered for months afterwards, although he wouldn't tell Ezra about that. No fun, ya know?

"Is that a really necessary thing to ask? I mean, I'm sure chopper could take a holo if you want to send him up here." Sabine regretted he decision, knowing Kanan, he'd probably -

"Good idea, Chop, get up there and snap the scene, it's good ammo for whenever Ezra screws up training." Kanan showed more enthusiasm in one sentence than he had in months. Sabine began to wonder whether Ezra was a padawan or a victim.

"Ok, Kanan, but I'm telling you. I've seen feral before, but this… This is just plain animalistic."

"Lemme put it this way. Its like not being able to use the toilet when you REALLY need it for the 12 hours he's been like that. Anyone'd get pretty desperate by that point."

"Spare the anecdote, Kanan. His eyes are getting wide, and he's staring at my -" Sabine's raised tone over the comm prompted an instant "WAIT" from Kanan, as he realised she was probably about to slap the kid.

"Just let him – we-you're trying to help him here."

A loud noise was heard over the channel and pretty much everyone was confused as to what happened.

"Umm, Kanan. If you heard that, well I'm not sure, but he's just made some weird-ass noise and flopped onto the ship."

"Great! That's good! You'll probably want to come back inside now, from the sounds of it, that's problem solved."

Sabine's face screwed up as Ezra's big blue eyes kept on staring at her. It almost sounded like he said 'thank you', but he was to tired and just dropped into unconsciousness.


Sabine made her way back into the Ghost, she was going to try and slip back into her room unseen, but the rest of the crew was waiting in the commons.

"Well – Um. I can see why he umm..." Kanan started as soon as Sabine entered.

"What? You said 'think like him, what would he think?' and this is what I came up with. Anyway, I didn't even have to touch him, He just ambled over to me, and about 3 feet away he just gasped and collapsed." There was a slight pause before Kanan and Zeb exchanged glances and start to laugh, confusing Sabine even more.

"Oh, he's never hearing the end of this." Kanan spluttered out.

"Yeah – I mean just doing that at the sight of someone? Well, he does kinda have something for her" Zeb said, pointing his thumb at the Mandalorian.

"Well, I guess you'll have to explain later. I'm going to put something on."


The next morning…


Ezra made his way down the ladder and back into the Ghost, a night on the roof was not something he wanted to experience again. He felt oddly – relaxed – now that he thought about it. He realised the intruder wasn't irking him any more. And he breathed a sigh of relief, but when he turned into the common area, his expression switched from blissful to surprise.

"Whaaat?" He questioned, eyeing the other five crew members.

"So I guess you don't know why you were on the roof, and nothing about last night?" Kanan smirked, allowing a few moments for the dread to hit his padawan head on.

Ezra's face plummeted into his palms as he looked at Sabine awkwardly. He silently prayed she didn't know exactly what happened. The events suddenly all came back to him. The jump he made as he heard her voice. The feeling like he was a spectator inside his own body. Then the end, or finish should he say. Regret poured into him even more than it did when he got caught not a month ago.

"I – I – I didn't kNOOOOOOO!" Ezra's pitiful attempt to play off the previous evening's schedule was swapped for outright dismay when he realised entire crew probably knew what happened. He seriously doubted he'd ever be able to look Sabine in the eye again without her laughing and remembering the strange kid on the roof.

After Ezra's outburst, Kanan decided to be the loving, father-figure he is and stand up next to Ezra, put his hand on his shoulder and say:

"Chopper, I'm sure you wouldn't mind showing our young friend here some of your brilliant photography." Kanan smirked and caught Zeb, barely holding a laugh himself.

Whirring with enthusiasm, Chopper took great delight in seeing the kid's already forlorn expression transform into a thousand-yard stare as the images of Ezra's priceless expression flashed across the Dejarik Board.

It was only as Ezra (who'd been lovingly dubbed 'XXXra' by a hysterical Zeb) saw the images of his lustful face and googly eyes staring straight at Sabine's you know what that he realised the scale of his humiliation, and that the crew would go to the galaxy's end to make him wish he had a tail to stick between his legs.


I hope that everyone who's read this story enjoyed it, and that you all had a laugh reading this finale, and indeed, any part of it.

Keep an eye out for my other stories too!

- AliveO