Chapter 11

Ezra passed out on the Starbird's boarding ramp, and Delphine took that as a chance to do something about it. She picked up her blaster with her good hand and attempted to shoot Sabine again. All the Rebel soldiers noticed this and raised their weapons again.

"Drop the gun!" the squad leader yelled.

Delphine ran to the corner of the house, firing at the rebels the entire time. They tried to return fire, but she was already taking cover. The most they could do without leaving them spread thin is to keep her pinned down.

"Sabine, get Ezra aboard the Starbird! We should leave now while we still can!" Wedge called through his X-wing. He has transferred command of his CR90 to his XO, so he can fly his fighter.

"I'm not letting Delphine get away with this!" she said.

"Sabine, you are in no condition to fight," Wedge said. "We have Ezra, so we should leave."

Before she could protest, a blaster bolt hit her shoulder. She yelled in pain, falling to her knees, clutching her now injured shoulder.

Ezra opened his eyes, but he couldn't see anything. Everything was dark, except for a small light in front of him.

"I'm not dead again am I?"

"Dead, you are not, young one," a familiar voice said. "Very much alive, you are."

"Master Yoda?" Ezra asked.

"Remember me, you do," the old Jedi Master said, seemingly pleased that Ezra remembered him.

"Why are you here?" Ezra then asked.

"To warn you," he replied. "Close to the Dark Side, you were. Very close."

"I know, but I mean how are you here?" Ezra asked.

"Physically here, I am not. Connected through the Force, we are," Yoda replied.

"Right... did you knock me out so you could talk to me?"

"Control your feelings, you must, young one. Alert you should be."

"Wait, what do you mean?" Ezra asked confused.

Suddenly, the light grew and next thing he knew, (Fracking unintentional rhyme), he was staring at a blue sky. He blinked and he saw Sabine staring down at him.

"S-Sabine?" he croaked.

"Ezra!" she gave him a hug. "Don't scare me like that, again!"

"I'm sorry... What happened?" he asked.

"Well, you broke Delphine's wrist and then collapsed," she explained.

Ezra heard a lot of blaster fire, then and sat up. "Is there a fight outside?"

"We have been ordered to fall back..." she said, bitterly.

"What of Delphine?" he asked.

"We won't do anything yet, but we're trying to capture her as we speak... she's putting up a good fight with her only good hand," she said.

"I could break that one, too," Ezra offered, making Sabine wince.

"Don't. It sounds bad enough to talk about it," she said.

She felt some movement inside her and gasped softly. "E-Ezra..."

"What's wrong?"

She grabbed his hand and placed it on her stomach. He could feel the baby moving a bit. He suddenly felt a wave of guilt.

"I-I'm so sorry, Sabine. I'm sorry I left you," he said.

"The kriff you talking about Ezra? It's not your fault. You were unconscious when you were taken. All of us were," Sabine explained.

"I felt something was going to happen just before it did. I could have moved everybody into the next room," he said.

Sabine grabbed his shoulders and pulled him into a kiss.

"It's NOT your fault, love," she said, resting her forehead to his.

"Commander Bridger, we could use some help out here!" a security officer yelled.

Ezra looked at Sabine, "You're staying in here."

"I was about to say that. Go get her," Sabine said, smiling.

Ezra stood up and ran out of the ship. He froze when he saw multiple soldiers, dead. Delphine really knew how to fight when she wanted to.

He remembered what Yoda said to him while he was unconscious, so he took deep breaths to stay calm.

He unclipped his lightsaber, and began deflecting shots, allowing the rest of the soldiers to recover their fallen and return to their ship. Ezra then started running to his ship, just to barely deflect a shot from the ship. Delphine snuck onto the ship and once again held Sabine at gunpoint.

"It infuriates me to find that not only she's pregnant, but also engaged to you," she growled. Sabine didn't look scared this time, more like pissed off and annoyed.

"How many times are we going to go through this? Did you already forget one hand is broken as a result of this?" Sabine said, just to have the gun digging into the bottom of her jaw now.

"Shut up, Wren. You ruined all of this!" Delphine yelled. Comms went off in Sabine's helmet and Ezra's wrist comm.

"Sorry we're late, Ezra. Took a wrong turn," Tristan said as he and a squad of Mandalorians landed next to him.

"Great timing, Tristan. Delphine's trying to threaten Sabine, again," he explained.

"You don't sound worried," Tristan said.

"She did that earlier, just to get a broken wrist," Ezra replied. Delphine got annoyed.

"I'm not bluffing here. Drop your weapons or she dies!"

Ezra held up an energy cartridge. "Did you notice your blaster has no power?"

Delphine's eyes grew wide as she checked the energy levels on her blaster. There was no energy at all.

"H-How did you..." she stammered.

Ezra sighed, annoyed. "You are so clueless. Dangerous, yes, but equally clueless."

"I don't need a blaster to kill her," she snarled reaching for Sabine's head. Before she could grab her, though, she was suddenly thrown from the ship and into a pile of crates.

Sabine just stared at Ezra, who opened his eyes. "Did you just do that?"

"Yeah, I've had enough of Delphine. She's such a di'kut," Ezra said, making even the Mandalorians laugh.

"I think Mandalore would love to have you as part of our family, Bridger," Tristan said patting his shoulder.

"Well, if her wrist was broken enough, it's probably-" Ezra didn't get to finish.

"We don't need to hear anything about that, dear," she said giving him a kiss.

"Now, we should get moving. We've already broken a few orders," Tristan said.

"You're right," Ezra said walking back to the Starbird. He turned around and grinned. "Brother."

Their trip back home was a long one. Tristan joined his sister and soon to be brother-in-law on the Starbird, mostly to make sure they were both alright. Sabine had her shoulder patched up, and her child was stable, much to everyone's surprise.

"For most people, an unborn child that young would have been about dead," Tristan said.

"Thank you for that," Sabine said sarcastically. But she agreed with him. It was amazing how she's still pregnant. Yet again, it does have Mandalorian and Jedi blood.

Ezra's head was spinning. "I still can't-"

"Believe it, dear, because it's happening," Sabine interrupted with a laugh.

Tristan smiled, seeing the two get along so well. He actually liked the idea of being Ezra's brother.

"So," he began, "When's the wedding?"

"Oh uh... we were hoping we would have had it by now," Sabine said.

"We can have it in a couple weeks. After all you would still need to get a dress," Ezra said, grinning.

"Me? Wearing a dress? I think not," she protested.

"It's only natural," Ezra replied with a smirk.

Sabine's eyes softened, "I'm glad you're back, Ezra." She pulled him into a hug. "Ni kar'tayl gar darasuum."

"I'm going to uh, *cough* be in the cockpit if you need me," Tristan said. He left the room, leaving Ezra and Sabine alone.

"It's good to be back, granted I didn't even know I wasn't home this past..." he didn't know how long it has been since he was captured.

"It's been over a month, Ezra," Sabine said.

Later during their trip, Ezra and Sabine were laying in bed, cuddling, slowly forgetting the events of their day. Tristan walked in to see Sabine sleeping on Ezra's chest, but he was awake.

"Hey," Ezra said quietly.

"Is she sleeping?" Tristan asked.

"Yeah, she is," he said, smiling down at her. Sabine stirred, but only pulled herself up to his neck. She sighed in her sleep, seemingly a bit more comfortable than before.

Tristan nodded, then. "I'll leave you be until she wakes up." He left the room and headed to the cockpit. They still had an hour before they arrived back on Yavin, but the engines were set to lower power than usual, due to low fuel. They would make it back to base, but a soft landing wouldn't be likely. If anything they would jump into the Yavin system, and request an orbital refuel.

Ezra woke up to a barely conscious Sabine. He looked around to see he was in his room on the Starbird and he sighed, relieved. He just had a dream where he was still with Delphine on the unknown planet. He was glad he didn't wake Sabine. She needed her rest, and so did their unborn child. The stress Sabine went through surprisingly didn't harm the baby.

"Ezra," a voice said, snapping out of his thoughts. He looked down at Sabine, who was staring up at him, worried.

"Hey," was all he could say.

"You don't have to worry about me, love," she told him, knowing what he was thinking about.

"I know... it's just... everything has been hard for you this past month..." he said, his voice full of guilt.

"It's not your fault, Ezra," Sabine assured him. "I'm just happy you're safe..."

Ezra smiled softly, and Tristan's voice was heard through the ship's comms.

"Ezra, I hate to pull you away from Sabine, but we've entered the Yavin System and we're out of fuel," he reported.

"Haar'chak Delphine! What did you do to my ship?" Ezra asked, almost yelling. Sabine carefully made room for him to get up.

"I'll be right behind you," she said.

Ezra ran out of the room and into the cockpit.

"What do you mean we're out of fuel?" he asked.

"Whatever Delphine was doing, she never bothered to refuel the ship. Do you know how long it takes to repair the engines from this?" Tristan said, equally upset. It was a Mandalorian starship after all, so it made sense.

"At minimum about 2 days, right?" Ezra answered.

"At least two, and at most... a few weeks if we're lucky," he said.

"Haar'chak," Ezra said. "I don't think I would wait that long for my ship."

"Well you might just have too," Tristan replied.

"This is Starbird to Rebel fleet," Ezra started.

"This is Echo fleet to Starbird," a voice said. "How may we be of assistance?"

"We've about run out of fuel and would like to try to get engine power back," Ezra continued.

"Copy that, Commander. We're sending a supply ship to you now."

Moments later, a GR-75 came out of hyperspace right in front of the Starbird.

"Starbird, I believe you have requested for assistance?" the captain of the GR-75 said.

Ezra sighed, "You're joking, right? Why else would you be here?"

"Just double checking, sir. We have a crew waiting for clearance."

"You're definitely cleared, now hurry up," Ezra shot back, frustrated.

The refueling crew locked their boots to the hull of the Starbird and started to refuel the ship.

"Alright, sir. Try starting up the engines."

Ezra tried to start up the engines, but they sounded like they were about to die. Sabine walked into the cockpit then and stood next to Ezra.

"Haar'chak!" Tristan yelled.

"That's the last time anybody else uses my ship," Ezra said, just to get an elbow to the ribs. "Anybody except you, dear."

"Good save," she said smiling. "So I take it we're not landing?"

"We're landing this thing alright. We have enough fuel to land, but the engines lost a lot of their power. We might need new ones," Ezra explained.

"And unfortunately for you, Sabine, you can't do anything," Tristan added.

"And why not?" Sabine asked her brother, glaring.

"You're smarter than that, Sabine. You should already know that answer," he replied.

Sabine leaned against the wall. "Ok fine. I won't do anything until... uh..." She couldn't finish her sentence, instantly turning red.

Tristan nodded, "Good. And Ezra, the responsibility of making sure she doesn't do too much work goes to you."

"It's because it's my child and because she's my fiance isn't it," Ezra said.

"Yup. You got yourself into this, and you are NOT backing down from it," Tristan said.

"I'm not complaining," he replied looking at Sabine with a grin. Sabine blushed lightly, but rested her head on his shoulder.

Hera's voice came over the comms then. "Spectre 2 to Spectre 6, are you able to land with the weak engines?"

"I can try, but I can't guarantee a good landing," Ezra replied. "There's likely going to be a lot of damage."

"Then I recommend leaving it in orbit. We can repair it there," she said, not wanting to risk anything.

"Copy that, Spectre 2," Ezra said then, closing the channel. "Looks like we're leaving it here for now."

"I'll readjust our orbit, to make it easier to get here," Tristan said, taking the controls. He realigned the Starbird with the nearest starship and docked.

After the airlocks were locked together and pressurized, Ezra, Sabine, and Tristan boarded the other ship to be met by a repair crew and some armed guards. They all saluted to the three and assured them they would get the ship repaired in no time.

"We'll let you know when we're done, sir," a rebel sergeant said.

"Be careful with this ship, will you?" Ezra said, still not happy about the situation.

"We will, commander. Also, the captain wishes to debrief you on Command deck," the sergeant reported.

"Very well. You're dismissed," Ezra said, receiving a crisp salute from the sergeant. Sabine just stared at Ezra.

"Since when did you speak so... military?" she asked him with a smile.

"I..." he thought for a moment. "I honestly don't know why," he replied with a shrug.

"Well I like it," she teased. "So professional."

Ezra blushed a bit, "Well don't get comfortable, because I'll try not to do that again."

Sabine hit his arm, playfully. "We should get to Command Deck."

Ezra nodded as the three of them made their way to the Bridge.

"Captain... Wedge?" Ezra said, a bit surprised.

"No," the guy said chuckling. "I'm Captain Narada. A pleasure to finally meet you, Commander Bridger."

"I'm sorry, you look so much like our friend," Sabine said.

Narada smiled. "I get that a lot, no need to apologize. However I am related to him, but we're not close."

"Really? You like his second cousin?" Ezra asked then.

He laughed, "It's a very distant relativity, more like a long lost relative."

"Makes sense," Sabine said. "He never spoke of any relatives other than his parents."

"You must be Bridger's girlfriend, I take it?"

"Fiance, actually," Sabine said, blushing.

"Congratulations you two," Narada said. He looked over to Tristan. "And who might this young man be?"

"I'm Tristan Wren, sir. I'm Sabine's brother," Tristan said.

"I can see the resemblance," the captain said.

"Now, what is it you needed to speak to us for?" Ezra asked.

"We couldn't seem to find former Lieutenant Katz, again. I'm afraid she's still at large," Narada said, activating the holoterminal.

"You're kidding right? I mean, we all saw Ezra throw her into a pile of crates," Tristan said.

"Thing is, Tristan, a Force push isn't necessarily used to kill, just to stun. So it makes perfect sense that she could still be alive," Sabine said.

"How did you know that," he asked then.

She smiled, "You forget that i'm engaged to a Jedi... and also carrying his child." That last part was quiet so nobody but Ezra could hear.

"Oh right. Sorry," Tristan said, glancing at Ezra apologetically.

"Don't worry about it, it's all good," Ezra said.

"Back to business, shall we?" Narada spoke up. "Now, we don't have an exact fix on her location, and data shows she still knows where we are. If she goes to the Empire, there'll be no hope for us."

"So we're tasked with finding her?" Tristan asked.

"Your Mandalorians can help with the search, but I'm afraid Sabine will have to stay put, since she is..." Narada said.

"We get it, I can't do anything," Sabine said, obviously upset she has to sit out. Ezra placed a hand on her shoulder.

"It's alright, sweetheart. I'll be here for you," he said.

"Whenever you can. I'm afraid he's going to be part of the search teams," Narada said.

"What?" Ezra and Sabine asked.

"I'm sorry, but Commander Bridger is still in perfect condition to work," Narada explained.

"No! I won't do it just yet. I just came home and I'm not leaving Sabine so early," he said.

"Don't worry, you'll still have direct communications and..."

"NO! I'M NOT LEAVING!" Ezra snapped.

Sabine grabbed his hand and held it in both of hers. "Ezra, you don't have to fight him..."

"Captain Narada, General Syndulla is contacting us from the surface!" an ensign called.

"Send the transmission to my terminal," he said.

Hera appeared on the holotable.

"General Syndulla," Narada started. "How may I help you?"

"I understand you're trying to add Ezra to the search teams, am I right?" she said, crossing her arms.

"It was your orders, General," he said.

"But I didn't mean right away. Give the two some time to relax. It's been a hard month for Sabine," Hera said.

"Yes ma'am. It won't happen again," Narada said.

"No need to apologize, I just thought I should refresh your memory. Make sure they get on a shuttle and back down here. Hera out." With that the channel was closed.

"Well, that's about it for the debriefing. I'll see to it you two make get to your shuttle," Narada said.

"Thank you, Captain," Tristan said. He looked over to Sabine then. "I'm going to have to rejoin our family wherever they may be."

"I know," Sabine said. "Take care, brother."

Sabine and Ezra both landed on Yavin just 20 minutes after their debriefing. When the doors opened, there were a lot of Rebels crowding the ship as they walked out.

"Welcome home, Commander!" a few of them said. All of them were cheering and clapping, happy that their Jedi commander has returned.

It was just like a huge party. No, that's exactly what it was. Everybody was celebrating Ezra's return, but he wasn't excited about it. He didn't want people celebrating just because he came home after being gone a month. He walked out of the Mess Hall and returned to his quarters. Unknown to him, Sabine watched him leave and followed him. When Ezra opened his door, he heard a voice behind him.

"You're leaving the party so soon, love?"

Ezra whirled around to see Sabine standing behind him, smiling, arms crossed, chin raised slightly, her beautiful almond eyes staring at him, and one eyebrow slightly raised.

"It doesn't feel right for everybody to celebrate like this just because I was gone for a month," he said, slightly annoyed.

"Well, you are an important commander, and I think they're just celebrating because they won't have to hear me yelling at everybody to find you," she said chuckling.

"Hera's giving us some time off, again," she added. "Giving us time to relax, enjoy each other's company and... get married." She smiled down at her belly. It was still small, but you could tell she was pregnant.

Ezra smiled in return and walked up to her. He knelt to one knee and placed a hand on Sabine's slightly swollen belly.

"I never thought it would be like this. Seems just like yesterday when I first joined the crew," he said.

Sabine giggled softly, and grabbed his hands, "I love you, Ezra."

Ezra grinned, "Ni kar'tayl gar darasuum, Sabine."

"You're having fun talking in my language aren't you?" she laughed.

"Hey, it let's us talk about things in public and nobody understands us," he replied, also laughing.

"True, and that's also what I did just before we started dating, too," she pointed out. Ezra thought back to when he was recovering from his near death experience, and remembered when Sabine first said, 'I love you'. Of course she said it in Mando'a so he wouldn't know what she was saying.

Those would have been good times, if it wasn't full of constant panic attacks and all sorts of problems. Still, he smiled at the memory, trying to decide if those really were some good times. Granted the setting wasn't always perfect, they still always managed to get some of their best moments together. He stood up from facing Sabine's stomach and stared into her eyes. Sabine stepped forward, so her body was against his, and she wrapped her arms around his neck and rested her head on his shoulder, burying her face in his neck. He started rubbing her back gently as they stood in the hallway, away from all the Rebels. Away from the fighting, away from the Empire. It was just them, alone, in their own world.

I'm sorry for the long wait everybody. I was busy with school and I couldn't think of anything to fill the chapter, HOWEVER I finally finished it. It might not be as good as the other chapters, but it's still here.

Also your suggestions for newer stories, like a prequel or a crossover, have been noted and I am going to start a little prequel story.

If you all have any ideas, but already posted a review, feel free to PM me.