Thanks to Guest, dssax000, Guest, tython055, LethalJustice94 and Runereader of the Nightwings for the feedback!

dssax000: To be honest, that's the best kind of review. Affirmation that you are doing a good job, but also criticism. By no means am I a perfect writer; and oftentimes it is because of people like you telling me what I can do better that helps me to strive to be greater. In response to what you commented on, my writing style is more of 'present all the setup to romance, but save the actual moments for later down the road, in an attempt to capitalize on the wait'. As for the dream/April fools chapter, well, keep reading.

Runereader of the Nightwings: Truthfully, I don't know if Mothma would kill her own people. My only confirmation of that sort of deed is Cassian in Rogue One.

Have a not-cliffhanger chapter for once!

Enjoy!

Zeb found Hera pacing. "What's going on?"

Hera glanced his way, but didn't stop circling the Ghost's common area. "Senator Mothma reported Ezra and Sabine were involved in an incident where they're staying, but she isn't telling me anything else."

Hera's comm pinged, and she nearly dropped it in her rush to answer. "Hello?"

"Hera?" Sabine's voice filtered through the tiny speaker. "Do you know where Ezra is?"

Hera shook her head, forgetting Sabine couldn't see her. "He's not here. Sabine, what happened?"

Sabine gingerly stood. "There was a sniper." She glanced down at the hole in her jacket. Unbeknownst to almost everyone, she had carefully sown a thin mesh of beskar into the lining of each set of civilian clothes she had.

Almost everyone apparently included Ezra. The force of the shot had knocked Sabine to the ground, blacking out when her unprotected head hit the ground. Ezra must have thought she was really shot.

Looking at the wreckage of the ruined speeder, Sabine lifted her comm again. "He must have thought the sniper killed me. He's going to be hunting down anyone who may have a hand in this."

"So what do you want to do?"

Sabine sighed and looked at her chronometer. "How soon can you guys get here?"

"Get here?"

Sabine nodded, scanning the horizon. "I need to find Ezra. If he thinks someone had me killed…"

"We can be there in six hours."

Ezra struggled to focus as he landed the Gauntlet on Nevarro. Why would Senator Mothma try to kill him and Sabine? It made no sense.

He ran out of the ship, holding his deactivated lightsaber in his hands. Yes, he needed answers, but he wasn't prepared to kill Rebel soldiers.

Ezra narrowed his eye as two Rebels jogged up to him, one of them Alexsandr Kallus. "Commander Bridger?" Kallus sounded honestly confused. "What are you doing here?"

Ezra closed his eye and slipped into the Force. "You will take me to Senator Mothma."

The Rebel Captain repeated after him and nodded, but Kallus continued to stare. "Commander, Senator Mothma isn't available." The ex-Imperial glanced down as Ezra's hand tightened around his lightsaber and scratched his beard. "What's this about?"

Ezra spoke through clenched teeth. "Kallus, you're my friend, so walk away."

Kallus took a step back and lifted his hand to rest on his blaster. "Commander?" He invited. "Just tell me what's going on."

Ezra was shaking in rage now. "Sabine's gone." He revealed. "She was shot by a sniper who claims he got our location from Senator Mothma."

Kallus's eyes widened. "Sabine-what?" He removed his hand from his blaster. "How do you know?"

Ezra closed his eye. "I can't feel her in the Force." A single tear fell unbidden from his left eye, and he swallowed. "I could feel her growing fainter and fainter in the Force, and now there's nothing."

Kallus stepped forward and laid an hand on Ezra's shoulder. "I'll take you to Senator Mothma."

Sabine was enveloped by both Hera and Zeb the moment the Ghost landed on Zeffo, and hugged them back in relief. "Where's Ezra?"

Hera pulled back and gestured to the Ghost. "We tried his comm, but he isn't responding. We don't know where he is, either."

Sabine nodded and pulled out her comm, calling Ezra's frequency. After a moment, she put it down. "That's odd. Ezra's comm is offline."

Zeb sighed. "Kid must think we'd try and talk him out of this."

Sabine ran a hand over her face and sighed. "Okay, we need a list of suspects. Who would want me dead?"

Zeb gave a small smile. "Not a small list."

Sabine smiled back at him, but quickly grew serious. "He's right." She glanced at Hera. "We should head to Krownest. It's the most secure place right now."

Hera nodded and ran to the navicomputer. "I'll set up an auto-call system on Ezra's comlink and rerout it to your comm, Sabine."

"Autocall?" Sabine turned to see Wedge Antilles smiling at her. "What's that?"

Sabine sat in the co-pilots seat. "The Ghost will try and contact Ezra's comm every three minutes. If he picks up, he'll be patched to my comm." She nodded. "Good to see you, Wedge."

Wedge's smile grew larger. "Same to you. Sorry about before."

Sabine shrugged. "Got to punch you, so it wasn't all bad." She turned the chair to face the viewport as Hera lifted off. "You can make it up to me by helping us find my husband."

Hera turned around, shocked. "Husband?"

Sabine let out a small laugh. "There's some stuff that happened on Krownest I haven't had time to talk about."

"Mhi solus tome, mhi solus dar'tome, mhi me'dinui an, mhi ba'juri verde."

Sabine turned to Ezra, eyes wide. What he had just said, in slightly accented Mando'a, was- "Do you know what you just said?"

Ezra gave a soft smile. "That's not usually how you respond."

Sabine's face lit up. "Mhi solus tome, mhi solus dar'tome, mhi me'dinui an, mhi ba'juri verde." She tilted Ezra's face down and kissed her husband.

When they pulled apart, Ezra leaned his forehead against Sabine's. "I love you."

Sabine kissed him again. "I love you too." She sat down on a rock facing Krownest's sunrise and waited until Ezra had sat down beside her. "Why now?"

Ezra rubbed his eyes. "I had a nightmare a few months ago." He sighed. "Kei had captured you, and demanded that I trade myself for you."

"And you did." Sabine stared out into the horizon. "How-How long were you there until you were rescued."

Ezra closed his eye. "I wasn't." He admitted. "I died there. Knowing I'd never get to tell you everything about how I felt. About how much I love you."

Sabine turned to him with a small frown. "So you decide to marry me?"

Ezra stared into her eyes. "Sabine, we're Rebels. We may die tomorrow." He gave a sardonic chuckle. "We might die today. And I can't do what Hera did."

Sabine thought back to her conversation with herself after Ezra was blinded. "I know." She took Ezra's hand. "I can't either." She gave a soft smile. "You actually beat me to it."

Now it was Ezra's turn to frown. "Say the vows?"

"I almost lost you on Hoth." Sabine shuddered lightly. "I've been thinking about this ever since."

Ezra sighed. "Then-"

Sabine's comm beeped, and she gave an apologetic look to Ezra as she answered. "Mother? Kinda in the middle of something."

Countess Wren slowly nodded. "I understand, but I carry grave news."

Ezra leaned forward, entering the call. "Countess?"

The Countess was silent for a minute. "Captain Orrelios reports that General Syndulla was involved in an accident, and is critically wounded. He will be sending you coordinates shortly."

The comm disappeared, and Ezra stood, extending his hand. "Come on. We have to go."

Ezra stepped into the dimly lit Command Centre and pulled out his blaster pistol, training it on Senator Mothma. "Don't move."

The Senator turned, confusion and fear written on her face. "Commander Bridger?" Her face morphed into a look of sorrow. "Commander…Ezra…I am so sorry about Sabine. I can't-"

Ezra took a step forward, pistol trembling. "Save it! You know why I'm here!"

The Senator frowned. "No, I'm quite afraid I don't." Realization dawned on her. "You don't think-"

"Your operative told me. You considered us loose ends." Ezra's finger tightened on the trigger. "You had her killed."

Mon Mothma raised her hands. "I did no such thing! Commander, someone has been playing you."

Ezra's grip wavered. He wanted so desperately to believe Mothma. To trust that she wouldn't have Sabine killed. Finally, he lowered the pistol. "Then help me find who it is."

"Ezra…Bridger? Was it?" The man before him gave a smirk. "Such an odd name."

Beside him, Sabine coughed. "Governor Saxon, thank you for meeting us."

Tristan Saxon nodded. "Yes, well, after the unfortunate deaths of my father and uncle, I wanted to meet the girl that has caused my family such pain." He gave a pointed glare to Ezra. "And, of course, her mynock on a leash."

Ezra stood still, hands tucked behind his back. "And I'm always eager to meet the leaders that have sentenced Mandalore to such ruin." He gave a small smirk as Saxon glowered. "From what I understand, Governor, you used to be someone of importance to the Wren Clan."

Saxon nodded. "Indeed. The Countess and I were once close friends. In fact, they named their youngest after me."

Ezra chuckled. "And I'm sure they are still deep supporters."

Saxon glanced at the man behind him. "Commander Larson, prepare my ship." He stood and gestured to the door. "This meeting is over, but thank you for allowing me to know where your loyalties lie."

Sabine narrowed her eyes. "I thought that became clear when I killed your uncle."

Saxon gave a small smile, but the unrelenting fury behind his eyes was clear. "You should be careful, Sabine Wren. You never know when your luck will run out."

"Commander?"

Ezra opened his eye. "I know who killed Sabine."

Chapter Notes!

I). No, the child isn't dead. I kill characters, yes, but I'm not that heartless. I needed a reason for Ezra to go down a dark path, and HistoryObsessedSciFiNerd16's review spurred me on. The child is fine. Please stop the death messages.

II). I have no confirmation that Mandalorian wedding vows are what this chapter presents them as, but I borrowed the idea from WestwardGlance, who has some awesome Ezrabine stories out there. Subnote: I've been dropping extremely small hints that Ezra and Sabine were more than a couple for a while now.

III). Senator Mothma didn't order the death of Sabine, if that isn't obvious. Tresky, the assassin from last chapter, simply spouted off names of Ezra's family and friends, and let Ezra's panic do the rest. Besides, the story doesn't really go anywhere if Ezra takes down the Rebel Alliance. Interesting AU, but I would like this story to continue.

IV). I'm just making up names now. Adding a new Saxon, one who would hold a grudge for what Sabine did to that family, and one who I've created with a link to the Wrens in the form of Tristan, is hopefully more enjoyable than seeing a Kei/Ezra showdown again.

Thanks for reading!

Judge