Hello again! Writting that chapter wasn't easy for me, but finally I finished it. This time I changed the style, I wanted to experiment with it.

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The inquisitor was in the Suvan's office. Standing next to the display, he was looking through the data about rebels, satisfied with the results of his actions. It was half an hour since he talked to Sabine Wren and he knew that everything was going as planned. Her temperament, which was partly very typical for Mandalorians, easily allowed him to get information that he could only guess of before, even using Mando'a dictionaries from databases.

Theoretically, this didn't necessarily mean that Ezra Bridger was also in love with her, although the inquisitor decided to risk that if it had been otherwise, Sabine wouldn't have spoken these words in her own language.

Vader's servant looked at the data about Bridger so that nothing escaped his attention. He was very meticulous, but his study was interrupted by the sound of the door opening. Loud steps sounded in the room, and then again you could hear the hiss of the closing door. After a while, the Inquisitor looked at his "guest". It was Kerrick Suvan, and his face showed that he wasn't in a good mood.

"You have finally returned, you haven't been here for a long time" said the inquisitor to Captain of Wyvern.

"Yes, I came back and you didn't tell me about something" Suvan said in a low tone.

"Really? I don't know what you're talking about" said Vader's servant, making him angry.

"Don't make me an idiot" the captain said firmly. "You didn't tell me anything about the fact that you caught Sabine Wren, I only heard about it a moment ago. But nobody knew what happened to the rest of her team, so I ask you: Where is the rest of those dissidents?".

"... They had an accident" the inquisitor answered, ignoring the anger of the captain.

"An accident? What do you have in mind? After all, they could have known about the location of the rebel base!" Kerrick answered, raising his voice up for Vader's servant.

"So in your opinion they were important, were they? If so, answer my question: What happened to Amadis and his team?" The inquisitor asked, annoyed.

Kerrick looked with great surprise at the "helper". After all, he didn't tell him who was the leader of the third group of rebels, and afterwards he could see in the inquisitor face that it was a rhetorical question, because Vader's servant knew exactly what had happened to them. The captain responded with silence.

"So you can see that they were worthless for us" the inquisitor proudly said.

"Well, nevermind. Tell me in which cell is Wren, I must speak to her" said Suvan, feisty, he was looking forward to "talking" to the traitor.

"I have no intention of letting you go to her" the inquisitor replied decidedly, looking straight into his eyes.

"... What?" Kerrick asked, looking angrily and disbelievingly at Vader's servant.

"You've heard what I've said well. I have other plans for her and you won't even touch her with the finger" said the Eleventh Brother.

Kerrick's pride was heavily offended. At that point, Vader's servant brazenly deprived him of his rank, but Suvan was stubborn and had no intention of giving up.

"Listen to me carefully, inquisitor. This is my ship and I don't intend to hand over the power to someone who was supposed to be a helper, so don't try to order me!" He responded with a loud voice.

The inquisitor had a little smile on his face, what suggested that Kerrick would change his mind. The Eleventh Brother stretched out his right hand and, using the Force, pulled the DataPad into his hand. He showed him what was written on the device.

"Do you know, captain, what is it? This is a report. Read to yourself" he answered with a malicious smile, giving Suvan the DataPad.

The captain almost jerked the device from the "helper's" hand and started to read it. It took him a while, but with every sentence he read and every eyes' move, his face began to become more and more anxious. He had just read a report about his own crime wrote by Daxar's friends, whom he himself didn't know. Only now he realized how little he knew about his former best friend. When he read the last sentence clearly summarizing the whole report, he put the device on his desk and looked with great concern at the Eleventh Brother, not even knowing exactly what to ask him about.

"W... Where do you get it from?" he asked, swallowing.

"I found it in the interrogation room, it was on the table. You are so ignorant that you cannot see the important things that are so close. Now listen to me carefully. As an inquisitor, I have much greater rights than you do, so you automatically have to follow my instructions. Additionally, if you try to rebel in any way, your supervisors will see this report. This will take away your career in the Empire and most likely your life. So you will execute ALL of my orders without any questions... Did I say it clearly?" The Inquisitor asked him at the end, definitively setting out his position in this cooperation.

Kerrick was anxious and angry at the same time, although he tried as hard as he could to not show it, but it didn't work out so well. After a long moments he said:

"... Yes, inquisitor" bowing down.

"Very well. Now please, go out. I need time to think about my strategy" the Eleventh Brother said in a calm tone.

The ship's captain obediently left the office, leaving the Servant of Vader alone.


Ezra was sitting alone in his room for about 16 hours, and the rest of the crew were planning to save Sabine from an unfortunate situation. The Young Jedi didn't participate in this, because his attachment to the Mandalorian girl was too strong to be able to handle it rationally. He tried not to think about everything that had happened, unfortunately it was very difficult for him. He tried to fall asleep many times in order to rest from the supply mission and later the rescue mission, the second one was even more stressful than the first one. It was only when he was very tired and Zeb slept in his bed under him that he managed to fall asleep. The sleep was anxious, because he woke up few times, having no idea why. When he had about 4 hours left to "the meeting", he sat on the floor in the middle of the room in a meditative position and focused as strongly as he could. Meditation was his temporary cure for hopeless mood and stress. What's more, it worked as a very deep meditation trance, because of it the objects in the room floated with the Force.

In this way, he meditated for an hour, rejecting all his negative emotions. This was effective until Zeb knocked on the door. This took Ezra out of focus, and the levitating objects immediately fell on the floor. The lasat opened the door.

"Hey, I hope I don't bother. I just wanted to take one thing" Zeb said.

Ezra wasn't angry at him, but he was sorry that he had pulled him out of meditation. Very soon, the sadness returned to him.

"No... You don't" Bridger answered, not even looking at his friend, with little hiding of his emotions.

Zeb was sorry for him, but he couldn't help Ezra because he didn't know how he could do it. Bridger was sitting in his room for a long time, cutting himself off from everyone. Every time Zeb entered the room, Ezra stared with a sad face at the floor, the wall, or the ceiling, and if that wasn't the case, he meditated. He saw that he had a problem. Zeb guessed that at this point Hera was the only person who could cheer Ezra on. She was like a mother to him and at times she knew him better than Bridger himself.

The lasat took what he wanted, which was a wrist device displaying time, and was already at the doorstep, but stopped to at least try to help Ezra.

"Kid, listen... I know she means a lot to you. Don't worry, each of us will do everything we can to get her back" he said in a gentle tone and then went out of the room closing the door.

The young Jedi was to some extent comforted by Zeb, but his thoughts were still overwhelmed by the fear of the life of his love. After a while he returned to meditation.

Zeb came into the common room, everyone was except Ezra. It was very difficult for them to come up with a plan to save Sabine, because they didn't know where the stormtroopers would be. They had to take every possibility into account, which complicated the whole planning.

"Hera, can we talk for a while in private?" the lasat asked in a quiet tone.

The Twi'lek woman looked at Zeb then nodded. She and the Lasat left the room for galley, closing the door behind. They sat down at the table and Zeb put the device on it.

"What's it about, Zeb?" Hera asked with a little impatience.

"You know... Ezra don't handle well with this, I'm starting to worry about him" said Zeb with sincerity.

Hera was surprised by his words. Ezra was like a younger brother for Zeb and really cared for him, but he was more likely to make jokes of Ezra's bad mood or his feelings for Sabine than he was really worried about.

"What do you want me to do?" she asked calmly, crossing her hands.

"I don't know... Talk to him maybe, or something. He sits all the time in the room and stares at the walls, as if he was being sniffed away from life. Alternatively he's doing his "meditations" and everything's flying in the room. You know best how to make him feel better.

Hera knew the youngest member of the Ghost crew very well, but a situation like this was very difficult and she was wondering for a moment how she could raise his spirit.

"Do you have any idea?" Zeb asked impatiently.

"Not yet. Go back to the rest and help them make a plan to save Sabine from this unfortunate situation" Hera answered firmly.

Zeb nodded and left the room, allowing Hera to focus on the problem. She was sitting in almost complete silence, at times breaking it by knocking her finger at the table. After about 10 minutes, she came up with an idea of what to say to Ezra to help him get through all these events. She took the device that Zeb brought and placed it on her wrist. It was a simple display that was supposed to show her the remaining time to "the meeting", so that she wouldn't miss it. When she was supposed to go to the room where the Young Jedi was, the sound of her communicator was heard. When it was activated, a friend's voice called.

"Welcome, Mrs Syndulla. I hope I don't disturb" said the man through the device.

"Fengris? No, you don't, but I wonder how you've got my frequency" she answered with curiosity.

"I asked one of the control tower's technicians for it. The command released me recently. I'd like to thank you for giving them the guarantee for my innocence. I would also like to thank Kannan Jarrus".

"You're welcome, Daxar. We couldn't consider you a traitor if you couldn't be one" Hera said, showing her modesty.

"If you have a request to me, I'm here to help. Well, I have to go to work, they assigned me to the clinic. Can I do something for you now?" The former lieutenant asked enthusiastically.

Hera remembered the information she had read about Daxar before sending Ezra and Sabine for a spy mission.

"Yes, I have one request. If I remember correctly, you know much about psychology, right?" Hera said.

"Of course, I spent a lot of time on this" he replied, proudly.

"Could you talk to Ezra in an hour?

"Okay, but what's it about?" He asked, wanting to know any details of the problem.

"Some time ago one person from our crew fell into the hands of the Empire".

"Sabine Wren?" Daxar guessed.

"Ehm... Yes, how do you know?" she asked, surprised.

"Yesterday she and Amadis didn't come back with their teams, and only Wren was from your crew" he answered honestly.

"After all, this is obvious. Sabine is alive, but her release isn't easy. We have to wait because we have to do it at a specific time".

"Hmm... So Ezra have to wait in stress to be afraid that she won't survive?"

"Exactly. Could you talk to him? Help him to deal with it somehow?"

"Yes, but you must remember that I cannot force him to do anything. If he don't want to talk to me, I won't do anything about it".

"I am sure you will manage it".

"... Very well, I will come up with something. Now I apologize to you, but my colleagues are calling me to go to the clinic. See you later" he said.

"See you later" She replied and then turned off the communicator.

Hera didn't know Daxar for long, but she was just an excellent judge of character. According to her, Daxar was a good guy, he was trustworthy. She saw how he reacted to the fact that he had been accused. His commitment to the service of the Rebellion was great from the very beginning. She was surprised how such a person like him could serve to the Empire and escape only after such a long time. The Twi'lek woman left the galley and went towards Ezra's room. She stood in front of the door to his room and knocked three times, after that she heard some items fall on the floor.

"Ezra? Can I get in?" Hera asked through the door.

"… Yes" The young Jedi answered without enthusiasm.

When the door opened, she saw very various things scattered on the floor throughout the room, some belonged to Ezra, others to Zeb. The Young Jedi was sitting in the middle of the room in a meditative position, but didn't even look at her, he was still looking into the floor with the sadness painted on his face. Hera immediately noticed that Zeb didn't exaggerate, and only he knew about Ezra's terrible mood, because Bridger hadn't seen anyone from the crew for the last dozen or so hours.

"Forgive me for bothering you" Hera said calmly.

"Don't worry, Zeb interrupted my trance before" Ezra replied without emotion, not even raising his eyes.

"Ezra... I'd like to talk to you ... you know what about" she said directly.

Bridger couldn't refuse her. Besides, he knew that she was doing it out of care for him, so he had no reason to oppose it.

"Okay" he answered, looking at his space mother.

Ezra stood up, then they approached Zeb's bed and sat down next to each other.

"Ezra, do you know everyone is worried about you?..." Hera asked a trivial question.

"I know... But it doesn't change anything for me" he said, as if he didn't want to live.

"I know it's difficult for you, but you cannot give up".

"How do you know what it's like?... Have you ever been in such a situation?" He asked her with regret.

"Yes, I was. And you remember that" Hera answered firmly.

Ezra was very surprised. After a while he remembered something that confirmed Hera's words.

"Right... I remember already. Do you mean the time when the imperials caught Kanan after we connected to the transmitter at Lothal?".

Hera nodded and Ezra returned to his memories for a moment. He knew it wasn't easy for her either. She had to choose between orders from the Rebel command, and her attachments with the beliefs. Syndulla had to choose one of the two options, having no idea which one was really the right one.

"... What is the lesson from this?" Ezra asked, wanting to get an answer immediately.

"I can't tell you, otherwise you won't take it into account" she said, with no intention of giving up.

" Well... Although you initially wanted to take orders from the Rebellion and leave Kanan behind because of too much risk we released him, we even blown up the Star Destroyer".

"That's true, but do you remember when I went with you to help Kanan?".

"... Only when we persuaded you".

"Exactly" she answered.

Ezra stopped in his thoughts for a moment to reflect on the example that Hera had given him.

"So what conclusion do you conclude from what I've told you?" The Twi'lek asked.

"To remember that I am not alone?" Ezra suggested, already guessing what she was talking about.

Hera nodded with a smile on her face. Ezra, seeing this, remembered an important thing that he had, but forgot about it. He hugged her, and she returned it after a short while.

"Thank you... For everything" said Ezra, thankfully.

"Don't worry, none of us will leave you and Sabine in trouble. I promise" Hera replied.

A new hope came into Bridger when he heard the promise from his space mother. For those dozen or so hours he forgot about the most important thing. He forgot that he had a family. He was orphaned at the age of eight, but after surviving the next few years, he again had people he could count on, despite the fact that he had robbed them at the beginning. Hera always knew how to comfort him. After a few moments they separated.

"I have to help them with planning. I hope you don't feel offended" Hera said.

"Of course not. I keep my fingers crossed for you" replied Ezra with sincerity.

Hera was about to stand up when she remembered something she had to say to him.

"Oh, I'd forget to tell you. Daxar Fengris is free" Hera said, kindly.

"They let him go so quickly?" he asked, surprised.

"He was innocent, so they had no reason to keep him in the cell" she replied.

Ezra remembered how upset he was and blamed him for what had happened. He was sorry when he understood that he had accused the innocent for treason, even if it was only under the influence of emotion.

"Don't worry, Daxar isn't angry at you" Hera said when she saw Ezra's sorrow on his face.

"I hope so..." he answered with regret.

At the very end Hera hugged him once again for a while, then she got up and headed towards the door. She opened one, but stopped and turned to the Young Jedi.

"There is always a way out of any situation, and we will do everything we can to find it. You can count on us" she said with a smile, and then left the room, leaving Ezra alone to let him assimilate her words.

After a few moments, the Young Jedi really felt better. He wanted to continue his meditation, but there was no sense to do it in his room. He got up from bed and went out heading towards the ramp of the Ghost to breathe fresh air.


There were 4 hours left before "the meeting" of Ezra and the Inquisitor, so the Eleventh Brother decided that it was time to start the preparations. Every hour he corrected his plan with small details, trying not to miss something important. So far, he had been most satisfied with the information he received from a member of the Ghost crew after he had provoked her. The girl confirmed this with her anger, which she unleashed on the cell door after he left. In general, he wasn't a sadist, but Ezra's attachment to her made it easier for him to complete his task.

The Inquisitors were sent on Jedi hunting mission and always had two tasks. The first one was an attempt to turn the Jedi to the Dark Side of the Force after finding him. It wasn't easy, but the Eleventh Brother was ambitious. He hoped to become a Great Inquisitor after the predecessor had died in flames. The second task, on the other hand, was to eliminate the Jedi when an attempt to turn him to own side would fail. While most inquisitors disregarded the first task, the Eleven Brother intended to treat it as a last resort. He didn't even take the failure into account, because there was no place for it.

The Eleventh Brother left Kerrick's office and walked towards the cell where the Mandalorian girl was. After a previous conversation with the inquisitor, Sabine cried for a long time sitting by the wall. The regret of the death of her companions and the critical mistake she made in talking to servant of Vader overwhelmed her without mercy. Sabine had no idea what she could do. She tried to come up with an escape plan by observing the guards, but she no longer remembered the ship's scheme, so even if she had escaped from the cell, she'd have had no idea what to do next. She was so desperate that she thought for a moment about suicide, but she quickly resigned from it, because even this wouldn't bring any positive effect.

After spending several hours, Sabine finally came to the conclusion that this time she couldn't do anything in this situation. Here nothing depends directly on her, so there is only one thing left for her...

The Inquisitor stood in front of the door of her cell and ordered the guard to leave them alone. The stormtrooper nodded and then moved away. The Eleventh Brother opened the door and looked around carefully. He saw the Mandalorian girl sitting on a bed which wasn't too comfortable. He couldn't see any sadness, regret or anger on her face. She was just looking at the floor without paying attention to the guest. The inquisitor was surprised by this, because he took into account how their conversation had ended before. Even when Sabine looked at him, her facial expressions didn't change a bit, as if she didn't take notice of his presence at all. After a short while, she looked again at the floor.

The Eleventh Brother decided to continue his idea and entered the cell closing the door behind him. When he stood in front of her, she raised her eyes.

"Hello again" Vader's servant said.

" Hello" Sabine answered, calmly.

He even thought that her calmness was suspicious, but he tried to pretend that he wasn't paying attention to it.

"In 3 hours we will fly on Werderalys, where the meeting will be organized. I came to make you aware of a few things" he said in a bold tone.

"What exactly is it about?" she asked him without any emotion, looking straight into his eyes.

"There are a few rules that will apply directly to you, so listen to me carefully. During the meeting you'll be forbidden to speak until I clearly allow you to do so. Of course you have to follow all my instructions. If you'll resist or try to run away, I will kill you immediately and without warning! Did you understand everything I told you?" The inquisitor said in a hard tone, trying to put pressure on the prisoner so that she could react emotional again.

Sabine didn't generally listen to Ezra. For quite a long time she underestimated his skills, considering herself to be better than him. When the young Jedi and Maul flew on Dathomir because the former Sith threatened to reveal the location of the base on Attalon, she flew with Kanan to help. Unfortunately for them, it ended up that the spirits of the Night Sisters possessed them. Bridger rescued Sabine, but when he asked her to stay safely out of the cave, she just didn't listen to him and a few moments later followed him. He gained her respect only when he taught her how to fight with a lightsaber. At the beginning, Kanan defeated her in a rather painful way, to make her realize that there is no place for mistakes in the fight with these weapons. However, when he instructed Ezra to train her, to some extent she felt offended that it was the "Kid from the street" who was supposed to teach her.

This time the Mandalorian girl decided to play it with patience, she guessed that the inquisitor especially takes a bold stance and the tone of her voice to press her. Previously, through her impulsivity, the Eleventh Brother had learned that she and Ezra were more for each other than friends. She didn't intend to give him satisfaction that he would defeat her with the same weapon a second time.

She decided to trust Ezra completely. Whether he comes after her or chooses to leave her, she would have no intention of hold grudges with him.

Sabine responded with a calm, but certain tone:

"Yes, I understood".

The inquisitor, in the act of surprise, raised his right eyebrow. He didn't expect such obedience from her, however, it didn't complicate his plans. Sabine noticed his involuntary gesture of surprise. She was already confident that she wouldn't tell anything important for him if she stayed calm.

"I hope so, because on the meeting spot any mistake will be your last. It would be a shame if you would die in front of Bridger, pierced with a lightsaber..." said the inquisitor viciously.

"But I don't understand why you call this the "meeting" at all, as it's an obvious trap" said Sabine, avoiding emotion.

"This is not a trap. It's not like Bridger arrives, I'll catch him and give him and you back to Suvan. I don't follow the instructions of this fool, I do the task given to me by my master" replied the inquisitor with sincerity.

"Do you really think you'll succeed? Because I don't think you can do it" she said with a little malice.

"And how do you know that?" he asked, annoyed.

"From experience" she answered him with confidence, definitely closing the conversation.

The Eleventh Brother snorted on irritation. For a moment he thought she was bluffing and only says this to cover up her fears, but he noticed her confidence in these words. He was going to break her will to fight, but it was exactly the opposite. This may now complicate his plans.

The inquisitor without a word left the cell, leaving the Mandalorian girl alone in the room. She didn't intend to rebel or run away. This time she decided to entrust her life to the person she loved.


Ezra sat on the crate looking at the sunset. They have about 2 standard hours left to "the meeting". He thought about Hera's words, the dilemmas were in his mind and occupied his thoughts for a long time. Never in his life has he worried so much about anyone. Of course, he remembered the time when Sabine was taking the pilots out of academy under the cover, but at that time she was much safer than she was then. Sabine was in the hands of the Empire, additionally caught by the inquisitor, who had already shown that he wouldn't hesitate to kill someone. Ezra was afraid that at any time she might get hurt.

"Hello Ezra" Daxar said, standing behind the young Jedi.

"Oh, hello. Hera had already told me that they had released you" said Bridger, looking back.

"Thanks to her intercession and Kanan's, they quickly declared me innocent" he said.

"… She didn't tell me that they had interceded for you" he replied, slightly surprised.

" I also didn't know about it, I learned about it only when the rebels let me go. So far I don't know how to thank them for that" Daxar said, with a slight smile.

"In that case... Why are you here?" Ezra asked.

"I wanted to talk to you for a while. But if you prefer to be alone now, I'll understand".

Ezra had been sitting alone for some time and was denied loneliness. He felt that talking to anyone could make him feel better.

"No problem, sit down" he answered, but without much enthusiasm.

Daxar approached the crate next to Bridger and sat down on it, leaning against his knees with his hands. For a while there was silence, but Ezra decided to interrupt it.

"So, what did you want to talk about?" The young Jedi started.

"I would like to thank you" said Fengris.

"To thank me? For what?" Ezra asked, surprised.

"For your and Sabine's help then on Wyvern and on this planet, when some bandits wanted to blast me" he answered kindly.

"After all, it was you who saved us on the ship, we only paid you the debt" Ezra said, not wanting to accept thanks for nothing.

"I don't think so. You came at a time when I needed help to free myself from this swamp called the Empire. So I will say it again, thank you".

Ezra felt better after these words. He knew from experience that not everyone appreciated the help people received, so it was nice that someone really appreciated his efforts to help others. However, he still had something to say.

"Daxar... I am sorry that I accused you for treason when I came back from the mission" Bridger said, wanting to be fair to the former lieutenant.

"I'm not angry with that. I know what this is like when you're guided by emotions, especially after something like that".

The young Jedi still had a big dilemma in connection with "the meeting". He wanted to hear some advice about what he could do. Normally he talked about it to Hera and Kanan, but they were both busy with planning. In addition, he knew that their opinion wouldn't be neutral, so he decided that talking to Fengris would be a better option.

"You know... One thing still troubles me" Ezra started, reluctantly.

"If you want to talk about it, I turn into hearing".

The young Jedi didn't want to tell him exactly what was going on at once, because they didn't know each other long enough, so he was trying to think how to say it correctly.

"The problem is... that I have to make a very difficult decision. I can't say what I should do".

Daxar hoped that Bridger would talk about it himself. He wanted to fulfill Hera's request, but he couldn't force the young Jedi to do anything. At that moment he decided to approach it calmly and not to reveal that he knows what it was all about. The teenager had to tell him this himself.

"What do you want to do?" He asked without emotion.

"... To go to help someone, but alone" Ezra answered sincerely.

"So what is stopping you from doing that?".

"The words of the person I want to save... and the request of others for me to not fly there alone" he answered with a little regret.

"So why they don't want to let you go there alone?".

"Because this is almost certainly a trap".

"... I understand. On the one hand, you risk your life by falling into a trap, but on the other hand you don't want to leave that person at the mercy of fate?".

"It's not just about that. I would prefer not to put others at risk and go there alone, but my family doesn't want me to take such a high risk. I can't decide what I should do".

Daxar wanted to help the teenager, so he decided that sharing his experiences in these dilemmas with Ezra would help him make a decision. It was important to learn from the experience of others.

"Bridger, I'll tell you one thing. Only you know what is right at the moment. Do you remember what I did when I was releasing you and Sabine from Wyvern? I thought it was right to keep to my rules, I didn't kill Kerrick then... But I didn't know what the consequences would be. I recently get information about what had happened to Victor Amadis and his team. Everyone was caught... By Suvan. My friend tortured them still at the station to force them to reveal the location of the base. At the end, when he didn't hear anything useful, he killed them, one by one...".

"I am sorry to hear that... And if you knew what would happen, you would do it differently?" Ezra asked.

"Honestly... it's yes, I'd have killed him then. But how can I know what would happen if I'd shot him then? How can I know if someone would come to his place even worse? So remember - only you will know what is the right decision at the moment and you can't be afraid to take action, otherwise you may regret that you haven't done anything".

Suddenly, after Daxar's words, a woman called him by his name. When they turned around, Ezra saw a woman dressed in white. He had no idea who she was, but Fengris clearly knew and replied her that he would come soon.

"Who is she?" Ezra asked with curiosity.

"Ms. Amadis, I works with her in the clinic".

"Amadis... Is she the sister of Victor Amadis?" he asked in an uncertain way.

"No, she recently became a widow... I know what it is like, so I'm helping her to recover from all of this" he said, hiding his regret that someone had experienced the same thing as him.

Empathy of Ezra spoke up again. He was also sorry to hear that someone had lost somebody. He knew how it was, even too much.

"Well, I have to go to the clinic. Remember, first of all, peace of mind. I can tell you from my own experience that it helps to make the right decision" Fengris said, then he stood up and went to the base.

After a while, the Young Jedi also stood up and headed towards the jungle to silence himself by meditation and make a decision... The right decision.


Ezra spent about 15 minutes in the jungle silencing the mind by meditation. He started to think about what he could do. He had a few options, each of which had its own threats. He was happy to talk to Hera and later Daxar. His space mother made him realize that, despite the absence of Sabine, he still wasn't alone. He had a family he could rely on. Fengris, on the other hand, showed him that he couldn't be afraid to make this difficult decision because he could never be sure what the consequences would be. There was no place for concern here.

After considering all the pros and cons, Ezra finally made the decision.

He didn't even consider the failure. There was only one possibility for him - victory. He decided to do something for Sabine before she would come back, a little gesture for her. He stood up from a meditative position and went towards the Ghost. When he passed through the common room, Hera said to him that their plan was almost ready, Ezra nodded to indicate he had understood. He entered his room and looked at the corner. There was a bag, which they found at a space station in the rescue mission. Before, Bridger was saddened by the sight of her equipment, but this time he was filled with motivation. He took it with him and left the room.

The young Jedi with the bag full of Sabine's equipment stood in front of the door to her room. He wanted to knock the door because of his habit and respect for her privacy, but with a little sadness he gave up the idea and just opened the door. He turned on the light and saw a room full of various paintings on its walls. Bridger didn't know about art too much, some of her works were for him a great mystery in the context of their meaning and what the author meant. However, there was something there that Ezra recognized perfectly. It was a name written in color of blueberry, Sabine's font and surrounded by a magenta heart... 'Ezra'.

After a moment of reflection, Bridger shaken up his thoughts. He approached an empty table under Sabine's bed and carefully put a bag on the floor. He was careful not only to respect her equipment, but also to be safe, because there were explosives there and it would not be very sensible to make an additional airlock in the Ghost.

He started to take out her stuff one by one and put it on a table. He tried to make the composition look as good as possible. After a few moments he put Sabine's helmet in the middle of the table at the end. He was watching her belongings for a moment. After a dozen or so seconds he came to the conclusion that something was missing. Something that would show his love for her. He managed to come up with an idea.

Bridger brought the Datapad from his room and after a few moments of reflection he started writing. It was a letter addressed to her, he wrote it under the influence of the moment. He corrected it several times, because he wanted it to contain everything he wanted. When Ezra finished, he put it under the helmet of the Mandalorian girl and then went towards the door. When he stood on the threshold, he looked at her equipment for the last time. This sight filled him with determination, he already knew perfectly well what he had to do. He turned off the light and closed the door behind him, heading towards the ramp, passing through the common room. When asked where he was going, he only answered "I'll come back soon, I'll bring someone". However, he wasn't entirely sure whether he had told them the truth.


About 30 minutes have passed. The plan to save Sabine was almost ready and everyone accepted it except Bridger.

"Where is Ezra?" Hera asked the rest of the crew.

" He left some time ago, remember?" Zeb said.

Hera began to wonder why he hadn't been there for so long. She turned on her communicator and set the frequency to the one that had Bridger's communicator.

"Ezra, do you hear me? Where are you?" she asked through the device.

Only the noise answered, what meant that there was no connection. For a moment she was thinking about whom Ezra could bring. All the crew members were already on board, so the only person who could still join them was Daxar Fengris.

"Wait for me. I'll check if Ezra is in the clinic" Hera said firmly, and then went towards the mentioned place.

Everyone nodded and the Twi'lek woman came out of the Ghost, but a moment later Kanan came out of the ship and followed her.

"You don't have to go with me" Hera said.

"I don't have to... but I want to" the Jedi Master said with a smile.

She smiled at him in response to these words. After a while, both of them headed towards the clinic, where Ezra could have been. They entered a large room, there were hospital beds, medical drops and people dressed in white. Hera looked around the room, trying to find Fengris or Ezra among the people. After a short while, she managed to find the former lieutenant, so they approached him immediately.

"Hello Daxar" Hera said.

"Welcome" Daxar said, happy "What can I do for you?

"Did Ezra visit you some time ago?" Kanan asked.

"Ezra Bridger? I talked to him at your request, but then I didn't meet him anymore" Daxar said.

Hera quickly began to suspect the reason of disappearance of the young Jedi. She looked at the timer she had set in the device on her wrist. It measured the time to the "meeting" and indicated that there was an hour left to the one.

"Did something happen?" Fengris asked, worried about the situation.

"Yes, Ezra disappeared. We thought he had gone to get you. Do you have a frequency of flight controls in your communicator?" Hera asked.

"Of course, it's even now set" he answered, giving her the device.

"Flight control, this is Hera Syndulla. Tell me if there was any ship flying out of our base in the last 30 minutes"

"Of course, I'm already checking" the controller replied.

It took them a few moments to get an answer.

"Yes, there was a Mandalorian-style ship that left our base, but it neither identified itself nor indicated the purpose of its departure.

Hera's eyes opened wider when she heard the answer.

"Oh no. Let's go back to the Ghost, we have to fly there before will happen the worst!" She said to Kanan with a loud voice. "Daxar, will you fly with us?"

"Of course!" the former lieutenant answered without hesitation, and then turned to standing near ms. Amadis "Cynthia, I have to go. Check the condition of patient T131, I'll come back in a while" he said, without giving her time to answer.

Hera, Kanan and Daxar immediately ran towards the Ghost. When they got on board, Hera told everyone that Ezra had escaped and they had to fly on the "meeting" before it was too late. Nobody was waiting, they knew what was going on. Everyone ran to the cockpit.

After a while, the Ghost's ramp closed and the ship went at high speed to space to jump into hyperspace towards the planet Werderalys to save the youngest members of the crew.


The Imperials were close to the tower where the meeting was to be organized. They landed recently, and the Inquisitor was just going to explain to Kerrick where they were to be located. Suvan wasn't happy about the fact that he was relegated from being a commander to being a supporter, but he hoped that as soon as that ended he would perhaps get some merit in helping to capture Bridger, and his superiors would forget that he had escaped before.

Sabine was on her knees, she was handcuffed a few meters from the inquisitor and the captain. Two stormtroopers were there with her to be sure she didn't try any tricks. They didn't have to worry about it, because Sabine had already decided that she wouldn't try to fight. The Eleventh Brother was very confident, but the Mandalorian girl knew that three inquisitors had never returned from Malachor after confronting two Jedi and Ahsoka.

"Listen to me carefully, captain. You will set two people up here, three there, and the rest-" said the inquisitor.

"Sir! I have an urgent report" said one of the soldiers who ran to the commanders.

"I hope this is important..." replied the Eleventh Brother.

"A ship jumped from hyperspace into our system".

"A ship? Make scans, it's probably the Phantom".

"We have already done it, Sir. This is a Mandalorian Kom'rk ship, this one we have even in our databases, it's called Nightbrother. It appeared during the Battle of Attalon, and the announcements showed that it was controlled by Ezra Bridger"

"What are the results of scanning forms of life?" Kerrick asked.

"There is only one person there for 95%".

After a while of reflection, the inquisitor took off the display from the belt. The device showed him that there was still an hour left to the meeting.

"... So the Jedi flew earlier than I had told him. Well, let us allow him to meet his destiny faster. Suvan?"

"Yes, the inquisitor?

"Forget about the current plan, we don't have time for it anymore, Bridger will come here soon. Take all people and [...]".

Sabine was at a long distance, so she couldn't hear what the inquisitor was saying. She only understood that Ezra would be there soon. She wouldn't have regretted if he had left her because of the danger, but she was glad that he was coming for her.

"[...] And wait for my signal" Vader's servant finished the conversation and approached Sabine.

"Stand up, we don't have much time" the inquisitor said, lifting her by the shoulder, and then they both entered the tower and took a elevator to the first level.


The young Jedi, saying to the crew that he would "bring someone", meant Sabine Wren. For Ezra this wasn't an easy decision, but he decided to face it alone. He did it not only out of concern for the safety of the rest of his family, but also because he considered it a trial.

He was flying to a large platform above the poisonous gas clouds. There were small platforms on its edges that served as landing places, so Bridger decided to use one of them. When Nightbrother landed smoothly on the platform, the ramp was dropped. Ezra, with a lightsaber at the belt and a blaster in the holster, descended on the ramp, looking carefully. To his surprise, the imperials couldn't be seen anywhere, he expected a large unit to "greet" him. Ezra decided to ignore it and headed towards the tower, where the inquisitor and Sabine were to be located on the first floor.

He still had the Force Vision in his head, which appeared to him some time ago. He saw the things that filled him with uncertainties about the life of his love, but he didn't intend to give up. Taught by his experience with Gall Trayvis, when the Force Vision showed him something different than it was in reality, Ezra decided not to rely on it.

He heard many stories from Kanan about how the Jedi Order from the times of the Republic treated the attachment. For them it was only distraction. It was something they had to avoid, because it could even lead to the Dark side. Ezra didn't agree with that opinion, his master didn't as well. Bridger intended to prove to himself and to his family that his attachment would not be a source of suffering.

Going to the elevator, he concentrated in the Force, trying to sense who was on the first floor.

He sensed the presence of two people. One of them carried a source of negative emotions. It wasn't very powerful, but it was strongly felt. It was nothing compared to what he felt in Darth Vader. The other person, on the other hand, gave Ezra a positive feeling. It was something that he missed very much. The last thing left of him was a kiss before they split up again. This kiss gave him hope for a better future.

There was no place for him to retreat. He entered the elevator and pressed the button to get on the first floor. For Ezra, there was only one option for the result of the meeting –return of Sabine to home.

The door of the elevator opened with a hiss. Some of what he saw was immediately associated with what he saw in his vision. He saw Sabine kneeling near the big windows, and three steps from her there stood a man dressed in black, wearing a helmet. The man was looking at the landscape of the clouds. He turned his head towards Ezra, saying the words that had engraved in Bridger's memory...

"So you came"


Werderalys
Werde-ra-lys

Two firsts words are from Mando'a language, the third is from Danish language.