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Surprisingly, things improved after that day. Ezra accepted he would not be able to walk again, and eventually let Zeb carry him, only when it was absolutely necessary. Sometimes Chopper even let Ezra ride on him. Ezra realized it was a lot more fun when he wasn't trying to disassemble the droid.

…

Meanwhile, in secret, Kanan and Hera struggled to find a method of healing. They had assumed since it was a serum, and not from an injury, it could be undone. Hera sighed, "Nothing, not a thing." She leaned into Kanan, he was a source of comfort whenever she was confused or distressed, which lately, had been a lot. "We'll find something, don't worry," He comforted.

He didn't believe those words. They had talked to smugglers, street rats, doctors, healers, even an imperial doctor, while in disguise. No one knew how to cure paralysis.

Hera heard Ezra laughing in the hallway, and gave a bitter-sweet smile, the kid could still laugh even when his world was crashing down. The kid had brought so much joy to her and the rest of the crew's lives; especially Kanan. If only they could do the same for him…

….

"Slow down, Chop!" A month ago, Ezra never would have believed he'd enjoy riding Chopper. Now, it was his only form of transport. "Specter five's room!" Ezra ordered. Chopper beeped, waving his arms. Ezra smiled mischievously, "What was tha-?" Before he could finish, Chopper was off, rolling down the hall.

...

Ezra couldn't say that Sabine had completely ignored him, but she might as well as. She didn't carry on conversations with him, and barely looked at him. He didn't know what he had done to deserve this…but he had a pretty good idea.

He had returned the behavior, but he knew he couldn't keep on like this. It was time to talk.

….

Chopper dropped him off outside the once-again-phantom line in her doorway. Ezra grabbed the wall and pulled himself to his feet, balancing on the braces. He reached to knock, then froze, grinning. His hand, hovering over the door, moved to the right. He opened the door using the force. He didn't have to knock.

….

Sabine didn't want to be mad at Ezra, and she wasn't, but she was? She was confused. She decided to avoid him all together; it was easier that way. She didn't have to see his braced legs, or his geeky smile; she didn't have to think it was all her fault, she didn't have to feel bad for him.

She assumed Ezra hadn't noticed what she was doing, so was she ever surprised to turn around from mixing paint to find Ezra leaning in the doorway. Just like before, she thought.

She glared at him, "Knock much?"

"Yeah….when I want to," Ezra mimicked, smirking. He stared at Sabine, countering her scowl with a bright grin. Sabine looked down at the vibrant blue she was mixing, it wasn't quite right.

"Watcha doing?" He asked, curious. She squinted at him, and then went back to mixing.

"I'm still here, 'Bine!" he gave an unsure smile. He closed his eyes, wondering if this wasn't as good idea as he thought. "Open your eyes!" Sabine ordered. Surprised, Ezra's eyes widened, confused.

"Got it!" She cried happily.

"Uh, got what?" Ezra asked, "Did I miss something?"

Sabine just rolled her eyes, "The perfect blue…" Ezra didn't know how to reply to that, Did she just call my eyes perfect?

"So," Sabine continued, wiping off her hands, "What brings you here?"

Ezra took a deep breath and stared square into Sabine's eyes, "I'm sorry." She didn't respond.

"You could at least talk to me!" Ezra shouted, frustrated.

"My bad," she shrugged.

"You know, you are impossible…I'm sorry for not telling you, but I didn't tell anyone else either!" Ezra groaned.

"Exactly! I showed you that painting first, before anyone else," Sabine recounted. "Didn't that mean anything?"

"I'm so sorry for letting you show me your painting first!" Ezra said sarcastically. With every complaint, Sabine took a small step toward Ezra.

"See? It's that, that attitude!" Sabine yelled triumphantly.

"What about it?!" Ezra griped. They stood face to face.

Sabine met Ezra's unwavering gaze, "I-I can't stand it."

"Sure, that's it…" Ezra continued.

"I'm trying to say sorry!" Sabine exhaled.

Ezra's blue eyes widened before he gave a wide smile, "Me too, 'Bine."

Sabine smiled, things would go back to normal…Maybe, just maybe, it would be better than normal.

….

"Wh'ts all that yellin'?!" Zeb growled. "Chopper?" he asked.

Kanan, Hera, and Zeb had been enjoying breakfast when the shouting had begun. Kanan had almost immediately gotten to his feet and followed the noise. He cursed when he ran into Chopper. "Watch where you're going!" he muttered, rubbing his sore toe. The shouting was coming from Sabine's room. "Come on Chop!" Kanan yelled. He flicked open the door, careful not to break it. This was Hera's ship….that's all he needed to know.

Chopper's first instinct was to use his taser, so he did. On who, he had no idea.

Ezra shouted, collapsing, then letting out a string of curse words he had learned on the street. Sabine cringed, even Kanan winced. Luckily, this time, Ezra didn't hit his head.

"Chopper!" Kanan yelled. "Why did you do that?!" Chopper's mechanical arms moved up and down in a mechanical shrug.

"Are you OK," Kanan asked the boy once again lying on the floor.

"No!" Ezra groaned. "Metal and electricity don't mix…"

Kanan grimaced, he'd completely forgot about the metal braces.

"Let's not make this a habit," Kanan sighed.

"Too late," Ezra muttered as rubbed his legs.

Kanan had noticed, "Why are you doing that?"

Ezra looked down, "Rubbing my legs?" he asked unsure.

"You know when you answer a question, you shouldn't ask another question…" Kanan informed. "And, yes, rubbing your legs."

"Um…because Chopper just tased me, and metal does have a tendency to conduct electricity, which, if you don't know, actually hurts!" Ezra sassed.

"You felt it," Kanan summarized.

"Uh, yeah, you know, if you're really interested I'm sure Chopper could arrange something…" Ezra mused.

He was unaware of the looks of surprise and hopefulness growing on Kanan and Sabine's faces. They exchanged a knowing glance.

"Ezra—with paralysis, you shouldn't be able to—," Sabine began.

Kanan cut her off, "We don't know for sure…," he argued.

"Doesn't he deserve to know, after all this?" Sabine protested.

"We don't want to give him false hope, Sabine"

Ezra watched the exchange. "I'm standing right here you know. Well…technically sitting, but that doesn't matter!"

Kanan looked down surprised, as if he forgot Ezra was sitting there. Sabine jerked her head towards Ezra, "He deserves to know."

Kanan took a deep breath, the seriousness written on Kanan's face almost scared Ezra.

"Ezra, you may be able to walk again."

Cliff-hanger anyone?

No? Just me? Oh well...

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