Thanks to V for the feedback on the Supplemental Chapter!

V: I have a tentative plan to do supplemental chapters sporadically. Next one would likely be around Chapter 68 (Which we more than likely will reach, seeing as how my original plan has been scrapped, and I'm writing around a plan that changes with every review, it seems. Seriously. In Chapter 31, you made the comment of wondering if Ezra's time on Mustafar had effected his Force Ability, so I wrote it in, and it enhances a future arc. Keep it up!)

So, to make up for the lack of content in Chapter 34, I figured I'd give you guys an extra long one. I'm particularly proud of this one, but you guys may very well hate me for it. Just remember that not everything is as it seems.

Beginning of this chapter is a rehash of Chapter 33, but from Sabine's point of view.

Enjoy!

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Anakin stood as Sabine joined him. "Sabine." He could feel her anger in the Force, and decided to be cautious. "I've been helping Ezra, and-"

"You might have everyone else here buying your transformation." She hissed. "But not me. So let me tell you something right now." She took a step closer to him. "You make one step backward, one slip-up, give me one reason to make me think you might hurt Ezra, then you won't have to worry about your destiny anymore. Because I'll make sure your destiny ends right there and then. Permanently."

She turned around and stalked past Rex, who was just entering the ship. Sitting down on the bench near the cockpit, Sabine ran a hand over her face and sighed.

Ezra sat down next to Sabine, taking her hand. "What was that about?"

Sabine scoffed. "Just letting the Chosen One know where we all stand."

Ezra's expression was calm. "And how do we stand?"

Sabine glanced at him for a second. At his formerly destroyed eye. "We stand in rage. Anger. Ezra, he blinded you."

"And he healed me." Ezra gave a small smile. "Maybe I wouldn't have grown like I did if that had never happened." He looked at her. "But we've had this talk before."

Sabine stared at the durasteel floor. "Kallus was different." She mumbled. "I needed to determine if he was still a threat."

Ezra smiled. "And Kanan helped you with that, if I recall." He gripped her hand lightly. "And so did I."

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Sabine narrowed her eyes as she watched Ezra debrief Kallus over the events that took place prior to the Battle over Atollon. Everyone was busy setting up on Rebel Command, but she couldn't let Kallus out of her sight. Just in case.

She ground a foot into the soft ground as Kallus said something that was presumably funny, given Ezra's laugh. She couldn't see how he could so easily forgive the person who had been after them for years. Who had tried for so long to destroy him. She scoffed. He was just naive.

Kallus's face twisted in rage, and Sabine touched her holstered pistol, but it must have been a recounting of something the Grand Admiral did to him, as he continued, and Ezra kept on recording.

Some, like Hera, would call all this overcautious, but Sabine intended to find out where Kallus's loyalties truly lay. He could fool everyone else, but she would still be there to make sure his 'transformation' was everything he claimed it to be.

One wrong move, and she would kill him.

Slowly, Sabine returned her hand to her side, sighing as footsteps were heard. "What, Kanan? I'm busy."

He chuckled. "I can see that." He stopped beside her and 'looked' at her. "I can feel your anger in the Force. Ezra probably can too."

She nodded. "I figured." Ezra had become pretty good at interpreting her emotions. Sometimes, he helped. Other times, he was the cause of her emotions, and she didn't dare mention anything. Although she was sure he could sense them.

Kanan removed his mask from his head and regarded her with sightless eyes. "So, what are you angry about?"

Sabine could feel her lips curl in a sneer. "Kallus. He-"

"-hasn't done anything but help us since joining." Kanan smiled. "Even before then."

"That's the problem." She muttered, casting a dark glance towards the two. "He can't be trusted after all he's done. I don't care what he says."

"Sabine." Kanan laid a hand on her shoulder. "What's really going on?"

She sighed. "He almost killed Ezra before-he's not getting the chance to do it again."

Kanan was silent for a moment. "Look, Sabine. I know Kallus has done some bad stuff in the past, but so have you. So has Ezra. And you guys have turned out better than Hera and I could have hoped. Kallus might just be the same way." He smiled. "Besides, the Force is lending approval."

Sabine scoffed. "The Force means less to me than it does to you, Kanan. I just don't trust Kallus."

Kanan nodded and turned back to the Ghost. "Is that your reason, or excuse?"

Sabine turned to face him. "What?"

Kanan chuckled. "You've been at Ezra's side non-stop since Atollon."

Sabine shook her head. "T-That's not true. Hera and Ezra went to the other moon of Yavin for a mission, and-"

"-and you couldn't stop pacing around the Ghost in worry." Kanan faced her again. "You're in love with him, aren't you?"

Sabine froze. "What?"

Kanan laughed. "You're afraid of losing him. More afraid than losing this war. And it's blinding you so much you won't hesitate to take out the one person who defected and lost everything for us."

She shook her head. "Kanan, I-"

He smiled and put his mask back on. "There's no rush. Just be careful you don't run out of tomorrows." He tilted his head for a moment. "Ezra's finishing up. Come on, I think Hera's returning from her supply run."

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Sabine ran a hand over her face. "Kallus and Anakin are different. Kallus gave up everything to help us. Anakin caused all that suffering."

Ezra nodded and continued her thought. "And gave everything up to atone." His gaze bore into Sabine's. "I trust him." He stood and kissed her cheek. "If we're to survive this, you may have to as well."

The Ghost's comm beeped. "We're arriving in the Mandalore system now."

Ezra could sense Sabine's nervousness in the Force and rested a hand on her knee. "Whatever happens, we face it together."

Sabine gave a wavering smile and slid her hand into his own. "Together."

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Rex, standing in the commons with Anakin and Cal, studied the holomap. "The main palace on Sundari is where Bo-Katan would most likely be." He studied the Jedi. "During the Siege, the final battle between Commander Tano and Maul happened there, as well as numerous other duels. It holds a significance to the Mandalorians and would be the first place the Imperials attack."

Anakin nodded and inserted a holo-chip into the Dejarik board. "From what I know, the Night of a Thousand Tears is when the Empire plans to decimate all military trained Mandalorians. Thousands of warriors and cadets." He pointed to a building in close proximity to the palace. "They would most likely hit the barracks first, so I'll see what I can do to protect it."

Cal nodded. "I'll take Ezra and Sabine and make our way into the palace itself, try and secure it."

Rex studied the map. "If this is going to be a long-term mission, we're going to need a staging point." He pointed to an open field a few klicks away. "Fulcrum and I can set up a base there."

Anakin glanced up. "Fulcrum?"

Sir, we've received a transmission from someone using your subspace frequency "Fulcrum."

Hello, Master. It's been a while.

Rex nodded. "The Rebellion has taken your codename and has been using it to gather information on the Empire. One Fulcrum is assisting us here."

I won't leave you! Not this time.

Then you will die.

Cal nodded, grabbing his comlink. "I'll inform my team." He stepped away for a moment, relayed the targets and who was going where, and returned. "They want to know what they should do."

"You have a Nightsister on your ship, right? We-" Anakin momentarily stiffened, feeling pain and anger coming from the other room. "Something's happening."

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They were approaching Krownest, but all Ezra could see was black where snow should be. Where once he could sense life, all that was left was death and destruction.

Ezra, seeing Sabine in a state of shock as they neared Krownest, activated his comm. "Ursa, come in."

Only static answered him, and Ezra drew in a sharp breath as the smouldering remains of the Stronghold were visible. "Ursa, come in!"

Still no answer, so Ezra lowered his comm and reached out with the Force, seeking any sign of life, anywhere.

But there was nothing.

Ezra slumped back in his seat and mutely took Sabine's hand, feeling her squeeze hard enough to break bones. But he hardly noticed, too immersed in what nothing meant.

It meant both Jacen and Cale were gone.

Struggling to breathe, Ezra shakily lowered himself to his knees and tried to meditate, tried to release his anger to the Force like Kanan had taught him. But there was so much. It had been growing ever since the Blue Spirit. And it had been useful. Why was anger something to release anyway? It could-

A hand gripped his shoulder, and Anakin spoke. "You have to let it go, Ezra. Otherwise it will consume you. That's what the Sith are."

Nodding, Ezra slipped back into meditation, this time finding it far easier to centre himself. Finally able to release his anger to the Force, he stood, glancing at Sabine, who's jaw was trembling an anger. "Sabine…"

Abruptly, she stood. "I'm going down there." She decided shakily. "You can stay here with your new friend the Chosen One."

Ezra gasped her hand. "Sabine, don't. Stay here. We can-"

Sabine blinked back unshed tears. "There's nothing here to do except stare and hope for a different outcome. But he's gone." A tear did slip down her cheek now. "And I'm going to make them pay."

"Sabine-"

She shook her head. "I have to do this alone." For a moment, Ezra could sense the sincerity behind her voice. "If you join me, you might become what you were. And I can't lose Caleb and you."

She let go of Ezra's hand and grabbed her helmet, jamming it on along with her jetpack. She cast one more glance at Ezra and moved to the loading bay door, pressing the emergency control panel to lower it.

"Sabine!" Ezra moved towards her, hands out. "Don't do this! Taking revenge isn't going to make you feel better, I know! It'll just make you feel empty!"

Sabine was silent for a minute and nodded. "Maybe you're right." She conceded. "I'll let you know."

She leapt out of the Ghost, and Ezra ran to the door, intent on leaping after her when he found himself unable to move, trapped in the Force. "Let me go!"

Cal shook his head, hand outstretched. "No. You said it yourself, revenge is empty. You going down there accomplishes nothing but the potential reemergence of the Blue Spirit."

Ezra struggled in the invisible hands. "She needs me!"

Anakin moved forward. "We need you! Ezra, we have a mission on Mandalore, we can't let the Rebels there down!"

Ezra shook his head. "I can't leave her!"

The words sent Anakin back:

Don't let your personal feelings get in the way! Follow that speeder!

I need her!

Come to your senses! What do you thing Padmè would do were she in your position?

She would do her duty.

I don't know you anymore. Anakin, you're breaking my heart. You're going down a path I can't follow!

Stop now, come back. I love you!

LIAR!

Blinking, Anakin closed the bay door. "If Sabine was here in a different situation, she would want you to focus on your mission. To help Mandalore."

Ezra scoffed. "In a different situation. My wife is grieving the loss of our son." He half-turned to face Anakin. "And you want me to stay away from her?"

From across the ship, seated in the commons, Rex stood. "I know how Mandalorians grieve. Wherever Sabine goes, death and destruction are sure to follow."

Ezra glanced at him. "So just like me. I thought Sabine was dead, and I couldn't handle it." He balled his fists for a moment, then relaxed. "I-I guess you're right. The innocents of Mandalore have to come first. Cale-" He closed his eyes. "Cale will have to wait."

Feeling the sadness and resignation in Ezra's Force Signature, Cal motioned for Rex and Anakin to leave the room, leaving the Jedi alone to grieve.

Rex glanced at Anakin. "I should head for Mandalore. With any luck, Fulcrum and I should have the landing site ready by the time the ships arrive."

Nodding, Anakin handed him his helmet. "Good luck, Captain."

Rex smiled briefly. "You too, General. May the Force be with you."

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As the Phantom II left and jumped into hyperspace, Cal closed his eyes and focused, reaching out with the Force. Sensing nothing from Hera, which might mean that she didn't know about Jacen, he sighed. Best to keep it that way, he decided. Having Ezra and Sabine emotionally compromised was bad enough. They didn't need all the Spectres out of it during a battle like this. Not for the first time, he cursed Zeb and Echo's decision to stay behind and guard their base.

Activating his comm, Cal stepped into the fresher. "Rebound One to Mantis."

"We read you, Rebound One."

Cal could hear Greez snicker, something about stupid code names, but decided to ignore it. "Spectre Five has left for Krownest. Change of plan is as follows. I will go with Rebound Four and secure the Barracks. Rebound Two, stay with Three and approach Point Dawn. Fulcrum and Phoenix Seven are working to secure it."

"Copy. And what do we do during the actual battle?"

"Stay with Phoenix Seven and defend Point Dawn. If the Empire attacks, you'll be our only link to escaping." The comm beeped, and Cal sighed. "We're headed to Mandalore now."

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Chapter Notes!

I). Kanan appears again in this fic, but this time as a memory, and not as a Force Ghost. Because Kanan is my all time favourite Jedi, and I cannot get enough of him. His lines in RoS was literally all I cared about.

II). As many have pointed out, the Night of a Thousand Tears would most likely have happened at the very end of the Siege of Mandalore. V pointed out that as soon as Clone Order 66 happened, the Emperor would have directed the clones to decimate the locals to cull any resistance, and I agree. It makes sense, which makes me very curious if we see the Night of a Thousand Tears in TCW.

III). I came to the conclusion that Cal and his team going by Mantis One and so-on would get confusing if Cal had to communicate with the ship. So, I made the change to Rebound. Which, if you think about it, is the main plot of Fallen Order; Cal rebounding from Clone Order 66. Made sense to me. Greez may not share my fondness, though...

Question for you guys: What's your view of Force Possession? In canon, Sith Spirits can corrupt an object and control someone who uses it, such as the Mask of Lord Momim. It has a sort of ghost possession feeling to it, and actually lines up really well with how I view the Sith, how they corrupt. Personally, I like it, but how do you guys feel?

Comment in triplicate, please.

Thanks for reading!

Judge