So, did you guys watch Protector of Concord Dawn? I loved that episode! It was so Sabine centered. We really got to see more of her sensitive side and more of her background. This chapter takes place right after.

The vote that Sabine should tell won by a land slide. Thank you so much for voting! I will try to make another chapter open to voting soon.

Sabine and Ezra will be doing a lot of bonding in this one. It is not romance! It's brother/sister bonding. You dig? Good.

Okay, I'm done rambling. Read!

"Sabine, you're sounding more like a Jedi than a Mandalorian." Hera commented.

"Well, then I guess I've just been raised right." She smiled, holding her hand.

Sabine was more than relieved that everyone was safe. She couldn't believe this whole thing had happened… she had almost lost Hera… and Kanan. The two people who meant everything to her…

Not only that, but she could have easily lost her own life, what with her injury and all, which granted, wasn't unbearable, but still a huge disadvantage. Maybe now would be a good time to tell someone about it. With Hera injured, too, maybe Sabine wouldn't feel so singled out.

"Sabine, would you mind grabbing me the data pad in my room?" Hera asked, jerking Sabine out of her thoughts.

"What?" She asked, irritated at having her thoughts interrupted. However, she hadn't meant to snap, and immediately regretted it.

"Is there… a problem with that?" Kanan asked sternly.

"No! I-mean, I didn't mean that to you, I just- I'm really-"

"Stressed? It's okay, we understand." Kanan reassured, putting an arm around her. "We've all had a really long day."

"Tell me about it." The Mandalorian muttered. "Speaking of which, I think I'm gonna go grab a bite. I feel like I haven't eaten since… since… since along time, alright?"

Kanan and Hera both laughed briefly before Kanan disappeared, leaving Sabine and Hera alone.

"Are you going to go eat?" Hera asked after a short silence.

"Oh. Um, yeah. Do you want me to bring you something?"

"No, that's okay. You go ahead."

"Last time you said that we-"

"Sabine."

"Alright, alright, I'm going." She gave in, really not in the mood for an argument. Hera was hurt, but she was stubborn and, although kind most of the time, could be very strict, being the mom voice in the group.

Sabine sat down at the kitchen table, but didn't eat much of her food. She was too stressed to eat, or possibly in too much pain. If she were to tell someone, who would she tell? Not Zeb. He would just make fun of her. Probably not Ezra. Ezra was too young to understand. Or maybe… maybe he was just right. He was the closest to her age wise and, being the youngest member of the crew, was also constantly trying to prove himself, and therefore, fit into perspective -although not perfectly- as the one person she could tell, at least for the moment. How quaint it was that of all people, Ezra would be the most sensible of choices. What a strange occurrence this was.

Nonetheless, Sabine decided to keep it to herself for a little longer and try to handle it on her own. She got up and limped awkwardly to her room. The pain from the strain in her ankle was surprisingly bad for how minor the injury was.

She laid down in her bed, trying to take it easy. Going on that mission had not been a good idea. The whole thing had put way too much stress on her ankle. But Sabine wasn't about to tell anyone. She wasn't the kind to burden people with her problems. She had a tendancy to keep things to herself…but maybe that was a bad thing sometimes. No one should keep problems to themselves that were as serious as this.

They're my family. I should tell one of them.

"Sabine, you in there?" Ezra asked, knocking.

"No."

"Oh, okay. …Wait-"

Sabine laughed and sat up. "You can come in."

"I can come in? Like, in your room? Wow. Not feeling possesive today, huh?"

"Would you just get in here." She snapped.

"Oh, yeah." At that, he opened her door and came in. When Ezra first saw her, he looked a little confused.

Sabine hung her legs over the bed, but refused to come down.

"Sabine, what is- why are you- what's with all… this!"

"Well, I um…" She trailed off, wondering if she really wanted to tell. She suddenly wasn't so sure she wanted anyone to know.

Ugh, come on, Sabine! Make up your mind!

"What's wrong?" Ezra asked, more gentle and quiet than before. He came up and sat next to her on her bed. Sabine couldn't turn him down now. He was ready to listen, willing to understand, prepared to help her…she couldn't turn down a brother as caring as that.

"When we were on our mission on Lothal," she began slowly. "I was stepping up on a desk, but I stepped too close to the edge, and it tipped over. The whole movement as I slipped off it was so… awkward that I guess it…"

"So, you're hurt? Is that what you're trying to say?"

"Um… yeah. I strained my ankle, I think. The way it fell- the impact- I slid down th- I just-"

Ezra put a hand on her's and she fell silent.

"It'll be okay. We'll tell Kanan and Hera, they'll know what to do."

"No. I don't want them to know… Not yet." She said in a depressed tone.

"But, Sabine, they can help you."

"No, Ezra, please. I told you and only you because I didn't want anyone else to worry about it…or be disappointed in me."

"Sabine, it's not your fault you got hurt." Ezra reasoned.

"Just don't tell, okay?"

"Sabine, we can't just-"

"Please?" She begged. She didn't really know why she was so desperate, but she could almost feel tears building up in her eyes. Ezra must have seen it, or sensed it, being a Jedi, because he, after a moment of eye contact, softened his expression and smiled with a nod of agreement. Sabine put her face into her hands and cried. She simply couldn't hold it in.

"Sabine, it's not a big deal. I won't tell." Ezra comforted, scooting closer.

"I just don't understand why I'm always keeping secrets from you guys. We're family, we're supposed to tell each other stuff like this. I love every one in the crew so much, but for some reason I feel like I can't tell them anything… just, why? Why do I feel this way, Ezra?" She choked.

"Hey, hey, it's okay. We are family. But that doesn't mean nothing's private. It's okay to keep some things to yourself, just…you know, some things you should tell. 'Cause, then we can help you, and support you."

Sabine looked at him and wiped her eyes. "But, why?"

"I guess…maybe some people are just a little more secretive."

"But I don't want to be secretive; not with my family anyway." She said, her crying finished.

"Then, don't. The more secrets you share, the more natural it will feel. Trust me I know. But I still keep some things hidden. Like, one time I made a prank phone call on Zeb, and ended up almost killing us both by calling the wrong com channel."

"Killing you? How bad could it have been?"

"Well, the empire was involved so," he smiled, shrugging. Sabine smiled as all the possible outcomes flashed through her mind.

"And Zeb was involved, too. That was one of the worst parts." He added. When Sabine didn't laugh or smile, he frowned and reached for her side.

Sabine blew up at him at the first moment of contact. "Hey, what are you doing?"

"I was just trying to make you laugh."

"Well don't."

"I'm sorry, I just-"

"Forget it. You don't have to explain." She snapped. Sabine hated being tickled. Absolutely loathed it.

Even after she thought she'd made it very clear, Ezra reached for her again.

"Ezra! Stop!" She yelled, making him recoil. Somehow, he still didn't get the point and tried again, his spirit unbreakable.

Before he could even make contact, she grabbed his wrists with an immense grip.

"Don't. Touch. Me."

"Then just laugh." He smiled.

"I can't laugh on command." She retorted.

"Well, that's why I've gotta tickle you."

Sabine held a hard glare as though daring him to make one more move. He smirked and jerked his wrist free, tickling her anywhere he could reach. She struggled to grab his hand and bit her lip, trying hard as heck not to laugh. Finally, as he got his second hand free, she broke and began giggling as she fought to hold him back.

Ezra stopped shortly after he began and smirked at her. "There, that wasn't so hard, was it?"

"Ezra that is not funny! Don't tickle me ever again!" She yelled.

"Okay, okay, I won't."

"You better not."

"I won't, calm down."

Sabine looked away, sulking. She jerked her head back when she felt Ezra touch her ankle through her boot. She knew he was trying to help, so she bit her cheek, tolerating the pain as he did stars know what.

"Can you move it then?" He asked.

"Yeah. But it kinda hurts."

"Yeah, I think you're right about straining it. Are you sure it isn't a sprain?"

"It might be." She shrugged, honestly not knowing.

"We should really take you to a medical droid."

"Do I have to?"

"Sabine, you sound like a three year old." He smiled as he hopped off the bunk, and then helped her down.

"I don't wanna go." She whined.

"Oh, stop. It won't be that bad."

"But-"

"Ezra, what are you up to now?" Kanan asked as he happened to be walking by.

Sabine looked at Ezra who gave a curt nod and kind expression.

"Well, you see Kanan, we are…having a contest. She doesn't really want to but I talked her into it."

Kanan looked at Sabine suspiciously.

Maybe I should tell him. Ezra said it will start to feel more natural over time… but he also said I don't have to reveal everything. This whole thing is just too confusing. She thought to herself.

"So, if you'll excuse us, I have a bet to win so-"

"Ezra wait." She interrupted

Ezra stopped, looking confused at first, but then hopeful as he waited for her to say something. He was so loyal… Instantly ready to support her…

"Well, Kanan, I might have…"

"Go ahead." Ezra urged gently.

"I might have kind of…hurt myself. My ankle is -well, I don't actually know what's wrong yet. That's where we're going."

"When did you hurt it?" Kanan asked.

"Lothal." Ezra answered. "In the computer lab. She fell off a desk."

"That could do it." Kanan nodded. "Must've been a pretty awkward fall if you hurt yourself that bad."

"You don't seem very upset… or surprised." Ezra commented.

"Well, Hera and I have been expecting something like this."

"What?" Sabine said incredulously.

"Hey, we could tell you weren't quite being yourself." He smiled, letting them go.

"Good job." Ezra commented.

Sabine gave a weak smile as they walked to the medbay. The medical droid inspected her and diagnosed her with a mild sprain. After giving her some treatment instructions, Ezra and Sabine walked back to her room together.

"I'm glad I told you Ezra… You know, you're a pretty good brother."

"Hey, I'm just takin' care of my sister." He smiled.

Sabine crawled up on her bunk and layed down. Ezra lifted himself up on her bed and touched her ankle gently. She winced, but said nothing.

"Keep resting." He told her. "I'll keep you company."

"Thanks Ezra."

He gave her a friendly shrug. "Hey, what is family for?"

Ta da! I hope you enjoyed it! Feel free to make suggestions.

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