Hey everyone. Sorry about the wait, I recently just got a new job and have been unable to set aside some time to continue this story. That and I have to say that I am quite impressed by how Disney ended the series. So anyways on with the story.

Outside the perimeter of Chopper Base

Zeb carried the Je'daii to the perimeter, he continued to ignore the beeps coming from his comm. Zeb figured it was Hera calling to find out where Ezra was, the two of them had been gone for several hours at least. The sun was now up and starting to warm the desert planet. With the sunrise came the Krykna, who seemed to keep their distance, however, when a few of them got a little too close Ezra merely lifted an arm, and they stopped and scurried away.

"Damn creatures," Zeb muttered as another Krykna went on its way, "They give me the creeps,"

"They're just curious, they mean us no harm," Ezra replied, trying to stay awake, the burst stitches had started to bleed and run down Zeb's side, leaving little driblets on the trail as they continued on their way.

"You doing okay kid?" Zeb asked, he could feel the slick sensation on his side, the stitches would need to be re-cleaned and sutured back up.

"Yeah," Ezra grunted as another Krykna came forward to inspect them before Ezra calmed it's mind and sent it on its way.

"You know, we're both gonna be in trouble when we get back to base," Zeb said, eyeing the plateau where the base sat at a mere half mile away.

"Don't worry, I'll just tell everyone I mind-tricked you, should get you out of trouble," Ezra said as he noticed the edges of his vision start to blur.

"Zeb set me down I think I'm gonna-" Ezra didn't finish the sentence before Zeb practically dropped him and Ezra deposited the contents of his stomach on the trail. Zeb wrinkled his nose at the terrible smell and nearly lost his breakfast at the sound of Ezra vomiting.

"You know, I think this was definitely a bad idea. You are probably feeling some effects of blood loss and your concussion," Zeb stated.

"Yeah probably, we need to get moving," Ezra stated before Zeb picked him up and continued on his way toward the camp.

As they neared the perimeter, Ezra felt his gaze darken again, before snapping back into focus. Looking forward Ezra saw what looked like a figure in robes, as he continued to focus he saw that his mind wasn't playing tricks on him, but it was Galen as he saw him stride up to the two of them Zeb started to explain the situation.

"Galen, I know what this looks-" Zeb started,

"Zeb, go back to your post. Now." Galen stated practically chilling the ambient temperature around them.

"But-" Zeb tried again only to be silenced by a glare.

"Fine, I'll get goin' then," He relented before moving off towards his post.

Galen stared down at Ezra, covered in his own blood and a little bit of vomit.

"What am I gonna do with you? You can't even obey a simple order?" Galen looked at Ezra his anger and worry radiating off him in sheets.

"I have a good explanation," Ezra started as he tried to stand before he felt dizzy spell begin again forcing him back to the ground.

"You better, because both Juno and Hera have been on my ass and your girlfriend left early this morning to look for you. You had everyone worried when we get back you better be ready to do a lot of explaining," Galen scolded as he reached down and hoisted Ezra up, "And you need to make sure you have a good reason why Zeb left his post. You know why they are there, someone we don't want could have snuck in and caused havoc,"

"Yeah, right, because there are so many bad people on this planet," Ezra scoffed as he stumbled along using Galen as a crutch to limp forward.

"We could have gotten through, and so could those clones," Galen replied darkly.

Ezra took a moment, maybe it was irresponsible, had the clones of him and Galen landed they could have wiped out the entirety of the base before anyone knew what was happening. Especially with only having Kanan and Galen being able to fight back, the place would have been overrun in a matter of an hour at most.

"So are you going to tell me why you left your hospital bed and took Zeb out beyond the perimeter?" Galen asked as he readjusted Ezra so he was lying on his back so the climb up to Chopper base would be more manageable.

"I got a force vision to go see Bendu, he wanted to tell me my next mission," Ezra responded as he tried to stay conscious.

"So where are we going?" Galen replied, feeling a little left out that he wasn't summoned as well.

"Actually you won't be going," Ezra said, "Bendu was clear it will just be Sabine and me,"

"What? No, you must have been hallucinating," Galen responded in shock, "There is no way you are going on your own,"

"Yeah, he was pretty specific to Zeb, said it is for just me and Sabine, something about a possible ally and something that can help tip the balance of the war in our favor,"

"Huh, I wonder why he only wanted you and Sabine?" Galen started, a little surprised at the reveal.

"Why? Don't think I can do it?" Ezra responded, his anger flaring a little.

"No, it's just," Galen said, trying to find the right way to phrase it, "You're pretty banged up right now, and with the whole clone revelation. We might need to go take care of that before we worry about other things."

"Right, it totally isn't because you're jealous," Ezra deadpanned.

"No, I'm not, jealous, just worried," Galen smirked, "If I have you going out on missions on your own how am I supposed to keep you out of trouble?"

"Haha, and who was the one that pissed off Juno before we set off on this journey?" Ezra responded.

"You know I hate that you can be right sometimes," Galen said as the two came to the perimeter fence surrounding the encampment.

The two Je'daii wandered into the encampment. Overhead a few fighters were landing, having completed their scheduled patrol of the sector. As the last of them landed, another squadron started to warm up their engines for takeoff as the monotony of being a part of the rebellion carried on. Ezra knew that he would probably a lot of time sitting in the med-bay to focus on what would come next how and what to expect. Probably the best option would be to use his time to catch up on any records of Dathomir that Proxy had stored in his memory banks. Maybe find a holo-pad and search the up what the Imps had on the place.

"Galen, Did you- Oh thank the force!" Juno called out as she ran up to the two and grabbing them in a fierce hug, "I was afraid you had died." She sobbed, tightening her grip around them.

"Uh, Juno, I wasn't even gone that long," Galen said, repositioning Ezra so as not to drop him.

"I know, I know, but I still worried," Juno said drying the tears from her face, before reaching out and slapping Ezra across the face, "And you young man are in more trouble than you can imagine. What were you thinking!?"

"Umm, it was a thing with the force?" Ezra replied, phrasing it more as a question, keeping his eyes glued to the ground. Trying to avoid the withering glare of his sister-in-law.

"That's what you're going with?" Galen looked at Ezra with a playful expression.

"You stay out of this. You're in trouble also." Juno said pointedly before focusing her death glare on Ezra again as Galen gave a defeated sigh, "You seem to have gone and managed to rip open your stitches and you are as pale as a ghost. Galen take him to the sick bay. You're going to spend at least a week in bacta because of this. And may even need some skin grafts for your lacerations,"

Ezra groaned. More time just sitting alone in a sick-bay. His all-time favorite pastime. He felt Galen start to move as his vision blurred again and felt a wave of nausea overtake him. When it cleared, he felt the cold air of the sick-bay washing over him. Along with the steady hum of nearby monitors.

Alright, folks, that's it for this chapter. Sorry about the wait. I will try to get the next chapter out sooner.