Sabine may have teased Ezra for his Force abilities in the past, but once they got together she quickly learned that there were many benefits to having a Jedi lover.
Being able to connect to her mind and body through the Force so he could give her exactly what she needed was incredible.
She discovered that as Ezra cared for her during her pregnancy. He could sense when she was in pain and needed rest. And he could calm the baby down during the night using the Force so their little angel didn't kick her bladder, letting her sleep through the night.
She was even getting full nights of sleep now after their daughter, Mira Bridger-Wren had been born. Ezra could sense when she was about to wake up and put her back to sleep, using the Force to calm her so she slept through the night along with her parents.
And thanks to her Force signature, Ezra could sense where she was. That's how he was able to read New Republic reports on his data pad while his daughter crawls around on her play mat without any fear of her leaving it.
She tried of course. She was the child of two rebels after all. Being rebellious was in her blood.
But she was also the child of a Jedi. So when her father sensed her leaving the safety of her play mat, all he had to do was wave his hand and lift her off of the ground and place her back down. Which amused Mira greatly as she always giggles when she floats through the air with the Force before being set down.
She must have gotten bored of it though, Ezra thinks. Because he hadn't sensed her move in awhile. That is, until he felt a weight on his boot and looked down to see his baby girl looking up at him with the curious sapphire eyes that she had inherited from him.
He didn't have to use the Force to deduce that she wanted his attention.
So he lifts her into his lap and she sucks on her hand while she watches him swipe through reports. She had no idea how to read them but the light from the data pad and the movement on the screen enticed her.
It also made her sleepy and soon enough she was passed out against her father's chest. And like father, like daughter Ezra fell asleep too.
When Sabine came back from her meeting she found them both fast asleep on the couch and smiled at how cute they looked.
Mira was curled up on his chest and her blue onesie made her look like a little blue bean.
Sabine couldn't help but gently poke Mira's nose, making her face and body scrunch up from the contact as Sabine stares at her husband and daughter. The two of them had a lot in common, both with the Force and their eyes.
She was happy Mira had Ezra's eye color. She always thought his eyes were the most beautiful color she'd ever seen. Maybe that's why she could never find the right paint color for them. Something so beautiful could never be replicated in mere paint.
But the thought of paint and her family gave her a stroke of inspiration for a new painting.
Sabine quickly ran to her art studio.
Once there, she took out every can of blue paint she had and got to work on mixing the colors on a palette. She realized that her husband and daughter's eyes were a mix of multiple shades of blue. So maybe by mixing them together, she could find that-crash!
Sabine turns to find that her baby had somehow woken up and followed her into her art studio and turned over one of her cans of dark blue paint spilling it on top of her.
Mira sits on the floor as a puddle of paint pools around her and drips down her chubby little body. Her bottom lip begins to tremble and it doesn't take long for her to start crying.
"Shh…shh…it's alright ad'ika." Sabine says as she goes over to pick up her daughter. "I know it must be uncomfortable to have all of that paint all over you."
She picks her baby up in her arms and bounces her to try to quiet her. She didn't want Mira to wake Ezra, even though he was the one that was supposed to be watching her. But they'd both been very busy lately so she couldn't be too mad at him for dozing off.
Mira's sobs begin to fade out into hiccups and she looks curiously at the blue paint on her hands before looking at her mother's face. Then Sabine gasps as she presses a chubby hand against her cheek, leaving a blue hand print there. Upon seeing her work, Mira smiles and giggles, prompting her to put more paint on her mother's face.
"Ad'ika that's supposed to go on the canvas, not on me!" Sabine protests, trying to dodge her daughter's paint covered hands to no avail.
Mira moved on from her mother's face to press a hand print on her mother's breast plate. Sure it clashed with the design that Sabine had already painted on her armor but something about having her daughter's handprint there, right over her heart made hers feel all warm and fuzzy as it swells with love for her daughter.
"Look at you all covered in blue paint." Sabine says and laughs. "You really are a little blue bean aren't you?"
"A blue bean?" Ezra asks from the doorway.
Sabine turns to see her husband yawn and enter her art studio.
"Well look who woke up just in time to see the mess their daughter made while you were asleep." Sabine says.
Ezra's eyes widen when he sees his wife and daughter covered in blue paint along with the rest of the paint from the can spilled onto the tarp on the floor.
"Oh, so that's why she's a 'blue bean'. Sorry about that Sabine." Ezra says when he sees the mess. "Hey on the bright side, all of this paint splatter on the tarp looks pretty cool! Maybe we could hang it up-"
"Ezra, throwing a bunch of random colors together with no meaning isn't art." Sabine tells him.
"Okay well, I don't know much about art." Ezra says with a smirk and dips his fingers in red paint. "But I do know that red and blue mixed together..." Ezra pauses to put the paint on his mouth and walks over to Sabine and cups her cheek "makes purple."
Sabine rolls her eyes before closing them as Ezra presses his lips against hers.
Both Ezra and Sabine moan into the kiss to deepen it while Mira looks back and forth between them with big curious eyes.
When their lips part, Ezra rests his forehead against Sabine's.
"That was disgusting." Sabine grimaces.
"Yeah that paint was pretty bitter." Ezra agrees. "But your lips can make anything taste sweet cyar'ika."
"Yuck. That line was almost as gross as the kiss." Sabine complains and sticks her tongue out.
Ezra chuckles before leaning down to pepper her neck with gentle kisses.
"But you love them both anyway." Ezra reminds her.
Sabine sighs, feeling her stubbornness melt away with each peck against her pulse.
"Yeah, I do." She admits with a sigh.
Mira's babbling noises pull Ezra from Sabine's neck and she rests her head on his chest as they look at their daughter clap her hands together, fascinated by the paint on them.
"We really did make something beautiful together didn't we?" Sabine asks.
"We did." Ezra replies. "She looks like you but she's got my blue hair and eyes. My 'bine made a blue bean."
Sabine chuckles.
"Hey 'bine?" Ezra asks.
"Yeah blue?" Sabine teasingly replies.
"This paint isn't toxic to eat right?" He asks.
Sabine furrows her brows in thought, considering the ingredients of the paint, before Mira shoves her tiny fist into her mouth to taste some of the paint on her hand.
"... We should probably wash it off." Sabine decides.