Sabine woke to the bright sunlight shining through the window onto her face and warmth surrounding her. Her head leaned on the shoulder of Ezra who still sat beside her slouched over and asleep with his arm around her. A blanket covered the two of the, odd since she didn't remember having one when they fell asleep. She had told him the stories of her on Lothal and the news she had heard of the new Jedi Order which was being built, and in return he had told her of the days on Lehon.

Sabine slowly shuffled away from Ezra trying her best not to wake the sleeping Jedi. She stood and covered him with the blanket again then quietly walked out of the room. Her belly grumbled with hunger as she tried to figure out what time it was. The sun was too high in the sky to be early morning, neither of them had kept track of the time that night and had simply dozed off.

She shuffled slowly down the hall which was filled with warm sunlight. As usual there was no other being in the halls, which was odd seeing how many people actually lived here. Sabine poked her head into a few of the different rooms that had opened doors, looking for but not finding Hera or Ahsoka. So, she turned around and headed back down the long hallway to her room.

Sabine sat down on the edge of her bed. Tiredness weighed her down. She knew she hadn't slept well last night and it was not only from an awkward position. There was still something off about Ezra that he wasn't telling her, and it bothered her deeply, but he wasn't ready to talk, so she wouldn't push him. During her few moments of sleep she had also thought she had heard a familiar howling in the distance, but ,from what she knew, there were no creatures that made those noises on Ryloth. Perhaps she would ask Hera later, but now all she wanted was to shower and wake herself up.

Ezra sat next to the edge of his bed facing the window. He could still feel the warmth from where Sabine had sat next to him with her head on his shoulder. It was a moment he would treasure until he was one with the force. He had pretended to sleep most of the night so he wouldn't worry her, but that was how most of his nights were now. Five years on a deserted planet with no weapons and not knowing what was out there leaves a mental scar on a person. One that wouldn't heal quickly.

Ezra closed his eyes and let his senses reach out. He could feel Sabine's presence in the room next to his. He could sense her worry about her, he wanted to tell her, but at the same time he was still haunted by the nights he spent alone in an unknown world. Hopefully, one day he would be able to tell her, to ease her worry.

He reached out farther, and sensed Ahsoka's kind and warm presence across the building. He felt a tiny ripple in the force as she reached back to him in greeting. Hera was near her also, along with Jacen. Ezra opened his eyes and stood up, his body protesting. He looked down and realized a blanket laying at his feet. He stooped down and folded it before setting it on his still made bed before walking out the door to where he had sensed Ahsoka and Hera.

His thoughts drifted to Jacen Syndulla. The little boy was special, he could sense it, but wasn't able to prove if he was force sensitive like his father. Ezra imagined that Jacen and Kanan looked very much alike when Kanan was his age, aside from the green hair and ears. He could hear the boy's laughter in the common room from the otherwise quiet hallway. Jacen was lucky. He could grow up in an empireless galaxy, free of their oppression. Ezra was slightly jealous of him, but at the same time, if that was the case for him, he never would have met his new family, and probably would never have become a jedi. He made a silent promise to himself that he would protect Jacen Syndulla the same way Kanan had protected him.

The door to the common room opened in front of Ezra. Hera and Ahsoka sat on the floor with Jacen, while he showed Ahsoka his favorite toys. The three of them turned to look at Ezra as he walked in and Jacen stood and ran up to him.

"Is that a sword like my daddy's?" Jacen spoke as he pointed toward Ezra's lightsaber which hung from his belt.

Ezra chuckled. "Yeah, buddy, it's called a lightsaber. Your dad taught me how to use it." Ezra spoke as he knelt down in front of the little boy who listened in amazement. It was a shame he would never be able to meet Kanan. The Jedi had become Ezra's father figure after the years of not having his own parents around.

"C-can you teach me how to use it? I wanna have one too!" Jacen said excitedly.

"When you're older, you can ask Ezra to teach you how to use a lightsaber." Hera spoke before Ezra could say anything. "And maybe one day you can have your own lightsaber."

"Yaayyyy! I want daddy's lightsaber, Momma!" Jacen started jumping around the room excitedly. Hera giggled as she watched her son run around. He seemed to have an endless supply of energy.

"Hera, do you have Kanan's lightsaber? I thought it was destroyed after he-" the final word choked in Ezra's throat. The memory of watching his master die just a few feet from him and not being able to save had left a scar, much like the others he had. The thoughts of Kanan giving his life to save the rest of them brought tears to his eyes, which he pushed back.

"I thought it was too, but Sabine found it in Thrawn's trophies before the tower on Lothal was destroyed and gave it to me." Hera said with a smile. "I also have a lot of your things still on the Ghost. I didn't get rid of anything, so it should all be there."

"Thanks, Hera." Everything was still on the ship. That should include the holocron Kanan had given him. Maybe he could use it to test Jacen like Kanan had tested him.

Ahsoka watched as Ezra sat with Jacen, playing and telling him stories of his father. She had been watching Jacen for the few days she had known him. He reminded her of the little Fardi girl she had come across after the Republic had fallen. It had been such a dangerous time to be a child of the force and she never knew what had happened to her.

Jacen was force sensitive, she could already tell by the look in his eyes when she had felt Ezra through the force. Jacen had felt him too. She hoped one day that perhaps Ezra would train his Master's son or perhaps he would be taken to Luke Skywalker's new Jedi Order. But, that would have to wait, because Ahsoka could still feel something was off in the force. It was like a cold wind that blew in the distance. She could feel it, but it hadn't yet affected her, but it was getting closer.