Ezra watched his sister with astonishment. Each individual stroke of her paintbrush added something new to the canvas. They were sat in her bedroom, like they did most nights when everyone else had gone to bed, talking about anything and everything.

"How do you paint so well?" Ezra asked and Sabine turned to face him, her pink fringe falling in her eyes.

"Practice. I- I used to paint with my father when I was a little girl..." She trailed off a little before turning and carrying on with her painting. But Ezra noticed the way her hands shook slightly. The way she was no longer singing along with the music playing quietly.

Out of the three kids, Sabine shared the least about her past and she was the last to join the family. Ezra knew that unlike him and Zeb, Sabine's birth family was still alive but that was about it. She had kept quiet for the first few months of living with them, but she soon came around. It had been seven years now.

"I know you're wondering." Sabine said suddenly, her voice barely audible.

"What?" Ezra tried to play dumb, but Sabine wasn't an idiot.

"About my family. You want to know what happened, don't you?"

She turned towards him again and he noticed how dejected her normally happy face was. She was twirling her paintbrush between her fingers, which were still shaking slightly.

"It's okay. I don't blame you for wondering. I always wondered about you and Zeb's parents." She stopped when Ezra's face dropped at the mention of his parents. "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have brought it up. I…" She trailed off, and Ezra noticed how the paintbrush stopped spinning in her hand.

"Hey it's okay. I'm not mad, I know you didn't mean anything bad." Ezra remembered so little of his parents, he couldn't even form a picture of them in his mind.

They were silent for a minute and the song changed to a slower one.

A broken heart is all that's left. I'm still fixing all the cracks.

"My parents sent me and my brother to boarding school when I was eleven and he was ten" Sabine started and Ezra listened closely, not wanting to miss a part of something she trusted him with.

"I wasn't exactly a 'model student'. I was constantly in trouble and never completed work in time. When I was thirteen, I ran away from the school, but my parents never came looking for me. Never called my phone, nothing. They just forgot about me." She held back a sob as the tears streamed down her face.

Ezra frowned at that. Surely people wouldn't just forget about their child?

"Maybe they never knew you left? Maybe they ju-" Ezra started to speak but Sabine cut him off.

"No Ezra! I tried to get in contact with them multiple times, I was ignored. They don't care! They don't care about me at all!" Her voice got louder and Ezra noticed she looked as if she was going to rip his head off. But before she could she looked down at her hands, scrunched up so tight they were starting to pierce the skin on her palms. She let out a heart-breaking sob and Ezra shuffled over to her, wrapping her in a hug.

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to sound like I was belittling you. I just don't understand how they could do that." He hugged her tighter as she shook and cried.

"Neither can I."

"Well, you're safe here, with a family who would never forget about you. Ever. I promise." As he finished talking, a wail was heard from their baby brother. "See? Jacen agrees."

That got a laugh out of her at least, and the wailing stopped, Jacen being tended to by someone. Sabine eventually fell asleep, worn out from crying and Ezra felt his eyes start to droop.

Ten minutes later, Hera popped her head around the door and smiled when she saw both of them fast asleep on Sabine's bedroom floor.

"So Jyn, let me get this straight. Your auntie is getting married to our old English teacher?" Leia asked her best friend, confusion covering her face.

"Well Steela's not really my auntie, she's my Godfather's sister. She's always been 'auntie Steela' though. But yeah, she's marrying Lux Bonteri."

Leia laughed but noticed how Jyn seemed more downcast today, how her smile didn't fully reach her eyes. They were sat in Leia's back garden, watching the sun go down behind the buildings of New York.

"Everything okay?" Leia asked, smiling as Threepio sat in between the girls. Jyn shrugged and played with Threepio's ears, obviously something was upsetting her.

A noise was heard from inside the house and Threepio trotted off to investigate.

"It's my mom. She's not getting any better." Leia barely heard Jyn, her voice was so quiet.

"I thought you said the medication was working?"

Jyn wiped her eyes on the back of her sleeve. "It was. But then the illness got even worse." She looked back out to the garden, her cheeks glistening with tears as the sun lowered behind the buildings of New York.

Leia shuffled over and wrapped the other girl in a hug, holding her tighter when she began to sob. She remembered how Jyn had been by her side for every moment when she had lost her grandfather, Qui-Gon. She hoped Lyra didn't pass, but if she did, Leia would be there for Jyn.

"Papa's not doing well. He keeps telling me he's okay, but every time mama goes back into hospital…well, he's a mess. We all are." Jyn said quietly, holding onto Leia like her life depended on it. "Lei, I can't lose my mom. I just can't."

Leia didn't even know what to say. She didn't know for sure if Lyra would be okay, or if her illness would win. She didn't know. Instead, she just hugged her friend tighter and promised that she would always be there for her.

"I still can't believe that your aunt just turned up at your office, casually explained how they had the guy and then left." Ahsoka shook her head at the whole thing as Korkie continued to drive down the road.

"I know, Sokka. I know I should tell my dad about it but I feel like I need more information." Korkie was on his way to pick up his parents from the airport and had dragged his best friend with him.

Ahsoka liked that they could spend so much time together now that he was living in New York. When he was back in London, their friendship was mostly facetime calls at awkward times because of the time difference.

"If I were you, I would tell him now. If he found out and then it's revealed that you knew… He wouldn't like that. Maybe mention it to him later, after dinner or something. He would want you to tell him, Korks."

"Yeah I know. I really can't think of anything worse than telling him, though. Not because I don't want to, it's just that it's going to hurt him." Ahsoka noticed how his gloved hands gripped the steering wheel.

"Hey, it will be okay. He would be more hurt if you kept it from him." She paused and then smirked, "Also, I can think of something worse than telling him."

"What?"

"They could bring up Soniee."

Korkie rolled his eyes at her as she laughed. "Yes Ahsoka, you're hilarious for bringing up my ex."

"Hey you brought up Lux the other day. He's getting married, you know." Ahsoka wasn't jealous, her and Lux split up on mutual terms. She was glad he was happy.

"Good for him."

They parked the car and headed inside to find Obi-Wan and Satine.

As soon as they were back at the apartment, Ahsoka had started to talk to Obi-Wan and Satine about jobs. She had a stable job at the moment, but it wasn't what she wanted to do. She wished she was as passionate about her job as Korkie was.

"You'll find something. Is there anything in particular you want to do?" Satine asked her, folding her hands on her lap. Ahsoka marvelled at how even in jeans and a jumper, Satine managed to look so elegant.

"Pop's says I'd be a good mechanic. I'm not against the idea but I've always wanted to help people."

"Why don't you look at teaching?" Obi-Wan suggested.

Ahsoka thought about it for a moment but before she could settle on the idea, she remembered something.

"That would be great, if only I had gone to college."

Satine raised a blonde eyebrow at her. "Who's to say you can't go? You're still young and even if you weren't, loads of people go later in life."

The younger woman thought about it and nodded. She had always been good with children and she had loved teaching the twin's things when they were growing up. Maybe they were onto something.

"Yeah, okay. I'll have a look into it. Thank you."

"Sokka, can you come here a sec?" Korkie had popped his head out of the kitchen and Ahsoka laughed at the sight. "What?" He asked, confused at her laughing.

"You're a floating head." She giggled again and Korkie rolled his eyes at her. She headed into the kitchen but stopped as she saw the mess all over the counters. "Korks, what happened in here?"

He smiled sheepishly started to explain, "Well I was doing one thing and then a timer went off and something fell over and now there's shit everywhere."

Ahsoka studied him for a minute. She knew that Korkie could cook, she'd come over for food enough times, but something was up.

"Alright, what's going on?"

Korkie stopped cutting peppers and dropped his head down. Ahsoka walked to stand by him and considered his face for a minute. He looked so… small.

"When gramps died it broke dad. He was the only parent he'd ever known. I don't want this to break him again. Or what if Bo-Katan made all of that up? Surely they would have contacted dad instantly, or me directly! It's just that why would Bo know about it? How did she even know he died?" His voice was starting to quicken and Ahsoka knew that he was starting to panic.

"Hey. Breathe. It's alright. You need to tell your dad everything you know and then we can go from there. Just explain what you know."

"Okay, okay." He took a breath, trying to compose himself, before looking around the kitchen and muttering something about chicken.

"Do you want any help?"

"Uhh could you chop the onions, please?"

Ahsoka washed her hands and set to her job, her and Korkie laughing at each other as they worked simultaneously.

An hour later, food was ready, and they all sat at the table. While they all ate, Ahsoka noticed how Korkie only pushed his food around his plate. He was scared.

Once they had all finished, she looked at him and he nodded.

"Mum, dad, I need to tell you something."

Obi-Wan looked at his son and frowned, "Oh no who did you get pregnant?"

"What? No dad." Korkie shook his head and Ahsoka laughed at how he flushed.

Korkie cleared his throat and began, "A couple of days ago, someone came to me and told me that the person who killed gramps was in custody. I'm sorry that I didn't tell you sooner, but I wanted to find out if it was true or not before."

Silence. Ahsoka realised what Korkie meant by 'it would break him'. The look on Obi-Wan's face made her heart ache.

"Is it?" Obi-Wan's voice shook slightly as he spoke.

"Is it what?" Korkie asked.

"Is it true? Do they have them?"

"I'm not sure. I'm sorry dad."

The table was silent. Satine looked as if she was trying to process everything and Obi-Wan looked numb.

"What do we do now?" He asked. He gripped Satine's hand tightly as Korkie explained.

"I'm honestly not sure. There's obviously things we will need to discuss and I know that this is a lot. Why don't we talk about it tomorrow?"

Satine nodded but then narrowed her eyes for a second. "Hang on, who told you this? Can we trust them?"

Korkie looked like he was going to be sick. Ahsoka answered for him, feeling that if he tried to talk, he wouldn't get anything out.

"It's someone we know in the city. I don't know how they found out and we don't want to get them into trouble right now. I understand that you probably don't like that but please trust us."

Luckily, they both seemed to understand, and no more questions were asked. Obi-Wan and Satine both retired and went into the spare bedroom. Korkie and Ahsoka flopped next to each other on the couch.

"Well," Korkie began, "That went better than I thought. Thank you for not bringing up Bo-Katan."

"No problem. There was enough shocking news as it was."

Korkie couldn't help but laugh at that and Ahsoka found herself laughing with him.

"Did you know next week will be thirteen years since we met?" Ahsoka asked him a little while later as they watched some stupid game show.

"Really? Wow. What was it you said about my school again?"

"I believe I called it a 'stuffy, snobby British school."

They laughed for a minute and then looked at each other. It was silent.

"I should probably get back to my apartment." Ahsoka broke the silence, her voice quiet.

"Yeah, it's getting late."

Their eyes never left each other as they spoke.

"I'll see you out." Korkie stood and she followed him to the door. As she hit the button to the elevator, Korkie spoke again.

"Message me when you're home. It's dark out. Be safe."

Ahsoka smiled and nodded as the doors opened, "I will. Bye Korks."

"Bye Sokka."

The doors closed and she let out a breath she hadn't realised she was holding, shaking her head, trying to compose herself.

She made it back to her apartment with no hassle and went straight to her bedroom. As she sat on her bed, she messaged Korkie to tell him she was home.

Ahsoka mused at how protective they were of each other. If either of them was heading home at night, the other would insist they let them know they were safe. On one occasion, Korkie got home from work extremely late to find Ahsoka sat on his couch. In her defence, she was worried that something had happened to him.

She wondered why she was like this with Korkie but none of her other friends. Sure, if something happened, she would be concerned but with Korkie it was like if something happened to him… well, she didn't want to think about it.

Before going sleep, she called her father like she did every night if she hadn't seen him that day. Plo Koon's voice boomed out of her phone and she smiled at the familiar sound.

"Little Soka! How was your day?"

"It was good thanks, pop. How was yours?"

They spoke for about half an hour before Plo explained he had to be up early for work, meaning he really should sleep as it was nearing midnight. Ahsoka thought she should do the same. She changed into her pyjamas and got into bed, her mind racing. She probably just felt like this because they were best friends, they had been since they were fourteen. Ahsoka felt herself drifting off and after one last thought to herself, she was asleep.

Yeah, he's my best friend. That's why I'm so worried about him.

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