well...three months later

I laughed when I reread chapter 7.

"I'll try to update on Sunday."

Haha...oops.

Ok, again, I'm sorry for the wait...I procrastinate, so finally I sat myself down and got this chapter out of the way.

Disclaimer: this concept belongs to spacewaffles, including the OCs, but everything else is property of Disney and Lucasfilms.

Sorry is this chapter isn't particularly exciting, but all things in the story happen for a reason, so let's roll.

CHAPTER 8

POINT OF VIEW: EZRA BRIDGER

"Ezra."

I groaned I rolled onto my side.

"Ezra."

I don't care.

"Will you please get up?"

I felt a jab at my side.

Are you freaking kidding me?

I abruptly sat up. To

"What?" I huffed, moving my hair out of my eyes.

"They brought food."

Food.

That made my stomach lurch.

I flopped back down, burying my face in the cot. "Not hungry," I mumbled tiredly.

"You need to eat," Sabine ordered, trying to roll me back over.

She sighed in frustration when I didn't budge. "What's your deal?"

"I don't have a deal."

"Ezra!"

"Can't I just sleep?"

I haven't been able to do that lately.

"I need someone to talk to, Ezra."

Ugh.

The way she said that was really guilt trippy.

"Please, Ezra."

I inhaled deeply. "Fine. Fine!" I sat up promptly. "What do you want?"

Sabine looked down in her lap, tears welling up in her eyes.

You weren't supposed to snap.

"Listen, I'm sorry-"

"Don't," she interrupted. "Stop apologizing. I know what your going to say."

I shrugged. "I'm never going to stop being sorry, Sabine."

It was silent for a few seconds. Dead silent.

No.

I know what real dead silence sounds like.

"You wanted to talk?" I asked hesitantly.

Point of View: Hera Syndulla

Postponed.

I stood up from my seat abruptly, immediately infuriated by the announcement.

Kanan stood up as well, although he let his rage boil over.

"Postponed?! We can't just abandon them!" Kanan spat.

"We haven't Kanan-" Ashoka said calmly, but was cut of by another opposing argument.

"The Jedi's right," Rex interceded. "We set course days ago, and now the entire project is being abandoned."

"We don't know if their alive," I sighed, "so please, and least let us send some sort of search party. We could go ourselves..."I turned to Kanan, hoping for a little reassurance.

General Sato stepped forward, shake his head grimly. "But both of you are needed here. Issues with funding this search will slow done the success of the rebellion."

I quietly sat back down in my seat, my heart staring to ache.

"When would be the soonest we could-" I spoke up, but he already dismissed my comment, moving on in the meeting.

"Anyways," General Sati sighed, lWe've done some sifting through the five year plan that you brought us a year ago-"

"-and after a year of digging," Ashoka finished, "we might have found something."

A large holo-image turned on in the center of the room, flickering until it made a clear image.

"What...is that?" Kanan breathed, his eyes wide with surprise.

Ashoka stepped forward, her throat cleared before she spoke.

"These are plans for the Empires project, in the files called "Death Star". In the fourth year of the plan, it is to be constructed, and estimated completion is around year five. "

Everyone was numbering amongst themselves, astonished at the massive size the "Death Star" was.

"So what exactly is it?" Zeb piped up.

"It's an Imperial Battle Station, we know that. The plans are incomplete, lacking key bits of information that would help us the better understand what this Star Destroyer is capable of."

"Our next objective," General Sato continued, "is to find the rest of these plans. If we can prevent the building of this Battle Station, or figure out how to destroy it, we will need the rest of the "Death Star" plans."

I felt a hand wrap around mine, squeezing it reassuringly.

I looked once more at Kanan, searching for an ounce of hope, or reassurance.

He looked at me sadly and mouthed, "We'll just wait and see."

The meeting concluded, and everyone immediately set to work on uncovering any hints to where the "Death Star" plans could be.

...

"Hera, this is our top priority!" Kanan argued.

The main doors shut with a squeak.

"As much as it pains me to say we can't go after them, we have other things we need to be doing," he continued.

"Since when were you the one that put duty before family!" I said angrily.

"Normally it's the other way around," Zeb mumbled.

Kanan grabbed my arm, and pulled me around a corner that was out of sight.

"You can't just run away and go after them!" Kanan whispered.

"Actually, I can, Kanan!"

"But just because you can, doesn't mean you should," Kanan said, trying to reason with me.

"We can't just go on our own," Zeb pointed out. "I think waiting for a complete crew will be easier. The fleet has trained professionals that are basically bred to do the jobs they're assigned. Neither of you are talking any sort of reason into each other, it all just sounds like 'because I said so'."

"But the fleet doesn't support the search!" I retorted. "The kids are alone out there, in completely unknown circumstances, and for all we know they could be dead-"

"You need to calm down," Kanan cur in. "They're not dead. I can sense Ezra. It's clouded, but...," he sighed, "he's there.

"I just think we should wait," he continued. "They said postponed, but never cancel."

Zeb smirked. "The kids are probably fine. They've been through thick and thin, and regardless of where they are, I think they can handle it."

Kanan smiled. "But can Hera handle it..."

I elbowed him hard in the side, although he probably though nothing of it; I was definitely not as strong as him.

"I can handle it just fine!"

What a big fat lie.