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Two weeks later…

Ezra's POV

I was watching Sabine paint from the medical bed. "Whatcha' painting?" I asked. She looked at her notebook and then continued to paint on the wall of the med bay. "You'll see," she replied, completely focused on her art. She had a cloth draped over it so I had no idea what she was creating. I rolled my eyes. How long had I been confined to this room again? Three weeks was it? Maybe just two since I was unconscious for the first week. My injuries had healed nicely and the external cuts had faded. I had two broken ribs and a broken wrist, but that was about it. I was surprised I had even survived the ordeal!

Sabine's leg had a brace on it, but she was able to roam around the Ghost freely if she felt like it. I turned as the door opened, revealing Zeb and Chopper. "Hey kid, look what I found," Zeb smirked, pulling out an old, dinted storm trooper helmet. It had a few scorch marks and was rusting in some areas. Sabine came over and examined it. "Could use a little something," she said. Before she could paint it, I snatched it out of Zeb's grasp. "Don't Sabine! This one's special."

She raised a brow. "Oh really? And why is that?"

I chuckled. "I got it when Zeb first joined the crew. It was the first bucket I'd even gotten."

"Looks pretty beat up," she said, sitting on the edge of the bed.

"Because we used it as target practise," Zeb let out a hearty laugh.

"Yeah," I smirked. "Back when Chopper first got his zapper, we used this helmet to test it out."

"And it's still in great use today," Chopper whirled, shooting a bolt at Zeb.

Zeb jumped, then growled. "Why you bucket of bolts!"

Sabine turned to me. "So, tell us the story of how you got it."

"Yeah, we're all ears," I voice said from the door. I turned and smiled to see Kanan and Hera.

I sat the helmet to the side. "Sorry, can't."

Zeb had Chopper under his foot and looked up as Kanan and Hera sat on the chairs. "But," I continued. "I'm sure you guys have some stories to tell."

Dad stroked his chin. "Like that time you got lost on Tatooine?"

"Or when Zeb and you stole a tie fighter," Hera smiled.

"And that time you decided to play tag on the roof tops-"

"Why are all these stories directed at me?" I cut in. Everyone just laughed.

"Wow. I've really missed a lot of action, huh?" Sabine said.

"Nah. Not too much," Hera winked.

"And besides," I smirked. "We have plenty of memories together. Like that time you dyed Kanan's hair pink for a week."

Kanan's cheeks flushed and Sabine laughed. "Oh yeah, I remember that!"

"Oh ha ha guys," Kanan said sarcastically. I could see Hera trying to conceal a smile while Zeb just continued to laugh freely. The Lasat leant closer to Sabine and I. "When do you think he'll realise?" he whispered, just loud enough for Kanan to hear. The panic was obvious in Kanan's eyes as he asked Hera "Did they actually?"

"No hun. They're just toying with you," Hera said.

Kanan let out a sigh of relief while Sabine and I scoffed back a giggle. "While he's sleeping," Sabine whispered.

"I heard that," Kanan said, cocking an eyebrow.

Everyone laughed. Sabine stood up and walked to the wall. "Well, you guys came in at just the right time because I finished my painting!" she smiled.

Yanking the cloth from the wall, Sabine's colourful art displayed for everyone. It was a picture of all six of us, laughing, smiling, joyful. I couldn't help but grin as memories came flooding back. I stared at Zeb and Chopper at the bottom, Zeb's arm resting lazily on the droids rusted dome, a smile on his purple face.

…I walked up to the orange and grey droid cautiously. Droids weren't to be trusted, but Hera and Kanan trusted this one, so I did too. "Hi there. I'm Ezra," I said, putting a hand on his metal head. He let out a series of beeps and whirls, catching my curiosity. "He's yours," Hera said, patting the droid. "Really?" I gasped. She nodded. "Yeah. He's your little companion. Take care of him." I smiled and gleamed with joy. "I will. I promise." I turned to Chopper and hugged him. "We're gonna be the best of friends!" I said excitedly. He let out some more sounds in protest but finally gave up. One day, I would realise that he had said 'Sure. Why not?'…

I smiled at the memory and realised my hand was resting on the droid's head. "I can remember it like it was yesterday," I grinned, patting his dome. Then I looked up at Zeb.

…"Ready, aim, fire!" I yelled as Chopper sent an electric bolt towards the bucket. A sizzling sound filled the air as the shot made contact. "Direct hit!" I cheered, running over and picking up the helmet. Zeb walked in. "Hey kid. Hera said Kanan's still sick, and she doesn't want you to catch it. You can stay with me for the night," he said, mustering an encouraging smile. I nodded and followed him to his cabin. Climbing up the ladder, I sat on the bed. "But I'm not tired," I whined. "Hmm. How 'bout a story?" he suggested.

My eyes widened and I snuggled into the covers as Zeb told me stories about his home world. He told me about his brave species and how they would fight. He even told me about adventures he and his brothers went on! I listened intently to every word as I imagined the scenes in my mind, Zeb standing tall with his bo-rifle in hand. Slowly, I drifted into slumber…

I turned and continued to analyse the painting. I looked at Sabine and me, one arm slung over each other's shoulder. We we're laughing playfully, indulging in each other's company.

…"Shh… be quiet!" Sabine hushed as I tried to contain my giggles. She had just put pink hair dye in Kanan's hair as he slept unknowingly. She urged me towards the door as we crept out. Later that morning, Kanan walked into the kitchen and yawned. Zeb saw his florescent hair and almost chocked on his waffles. Sabine and I just giggled in the corner. "What's so funny?" Kanan inquired. Hera walked in and looked up. When she saw Kanan's hair, she couldn't contain herself. "Um… Kanan?" she scoffed. "What?" Kanan asked, starting to get worried. Hera pointed to his head as Kanan ran out of the room towards the bathroom. "EZRA! SABINE!" furious yells echoed through the halls. Sabine just let out loud chuckles as I tried to calm myself. I looked up into her amber eyes, full of satisfaction. "Totally worth it." We both agreed…

Next, there was Hera, wrapped in Kanan's arms as they kept watch over us like caring, happy guardians. Hera's warm smile brightening everyone's day.

…"Ezra! Don't everscare me like that again!" the Twi'lek exclaimed as she squeezed the life out of me. "Nice… to see you too… Hera," I gasped as she released me from her embrace. She let out a sigh of relief as we all walked across the dusty ground of Tatooine back to the Ghost. Once inside, Hera pulled me into a less aggressive, calm hug. "I was so worried," she whispered. I wrapped my arms around her. "Sorry to scare you," I apologised. Kanan knew I was just listening to the force's call and seemed more relaxed about the situation. Hera pulled back and stroked my head. "Well, you're safe now, and that's all that matters." I gave her a small smile and lunged for another hug. Waves of love and peace washed over me as I clung to her warm embrace…

My gaze settled on the painted Kanan. His expression was relaxed and at peace. A feeling so rarely found these days.

…I gawked in amazement as we watched the colourful lightning dance on the horizon. I was sitting on Kanan's lap while the rain started to subside. "It's pretty," I said, staring at what used to be one of my biggest fears. With Kanan's presence, I felt the unusual feeling of safety and security. I felt like I could take on the entire Empire with this new found confidence. "Sometimes, you just have to look at things from a different angle," he said, ruffling my hair. I smiled and leant into his touch. "I don't think I'm afraid anymore," I murmured, closing my eyes. "Don't be afraid of anything anymore," he said. "You'll be safe… as long as you're with me." With those final words, I fell into a deep slumber…

Snapping back into reality, I smiled. "Sabine, it's amazing!" I praised.

She gleamed with confidence. "Thanks," she grinned.

"Oh, and Ezra," Kanan said, standing up. "I came here to give you this." He had my tool box under one arm and a crate of spare parts in his other hand. "I thought maybe you could use some of this to create your lightsaber," he smiled, handing me my kyber crystal.

I nodded gratefully. "Thanks."

Chopper wheeled forward and offered a power cell. "Really? Wow. Thanks little guy," I grinned, patting his orange dome. "I may have some spare parts, but I'll get them later," Sabine said, paint sprayer in hand.

That's when I got an idea. "Hera, I need some things, if that's okay." I was already scheming in my mind the style of my new lightsaber as I got a pen and paper. "Sure. What'd you need?" Hera asked as I wrote down a list of additional tech I would need. I handed her the list. She studied it thoughtfully. "Hmm. What would you need all this for?" she asked. I have her a cheeky grin while Kanan shook his head. "I know that look anywhere. What've you got planned this time kid?"

I gave him a lopsided smile. "You'll see."

Three weeks later…

Kanan's POV

We waited patiently in the common room. Ezra had called us over the com to meet him there. "Think he finally finished it?" Sabine asked the question we'd all been thinking. I shrugged. "Guess we'll find out." Sabine's leg had finally healed but she still tried to put as little pressure on it as possible. Ezra slid down the ladder and I stood up. Everyone's eyes widened as we stared at the object in his hand. "Thought I'd let you check it out first," he smiled, handing me the saber. I examined it in my hands. It had a hand guard on the handle with a rustic design. "Well, it's… different… but that seems about right for you," I chuckled. "Go for it."

The teen took it in his hands and a blue blade shot from the base. He stared at it with pride while Sabine and Zeb gawked in amazement. Hera and Chopper watched happily as he experimented with his swings, the blade of blur of blue. I was proud of him. We all were.

Hey guys! Wow! I'm so tired at the moment! Sorry for the long wait. I had writers block half way through writing the chapter! I'm okay now though! :D I hope you enjoyed the chapter! Tell me what you thought about it. I love to read your reviews! And as always, may the force be with you!

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