Hi guys! I missed you all so much! I have a few messages before we start, and I think you should read through all of them if you have the patience, because they're important.

First of all, I want to say I'm really sorry I have been waiting so long to update the past few times. I think I'll be able to update far more often now that I've got my inspiration back. I would rather give you all something good and make you wait than give it to you sooner and give you something bad. So, I will try to catch up to the season now.

Also, I simply got no inspiration from 'The Call', so I skipped it. This chapter takes place after 'Homecoming'.

Another thing is since I made you all wait so long, this chapter is an extra special one. Ezra, Hera and Sabine all get to bond with each other. Woah, wha?

Well, I think that's it! Thanks for your patience you guys, I love you all, I own nothing, no romance, lots of fluff. Enjoy!


Sabine was currently in the kitchen doing something she knew she wasn't supposed to do: painting the kitchen-ware. She was in the middle of creating an intricate design on the outside of one of the bowls when she heard someone coming. By the time her instincts kicked in, it was too late and Hera was already in the room.

The Twi'lek and the Mandalorian both ceased all movement and stared, not at each other but at the whole scene. A long moment of silence passed before Hera finally raised a hand and spoke in a confused, frustrated, patient, and dumbfounded tone that wasn't often heard -or desired- in a woman of her personality.

"Sabine? What is…this?"

"Uh, well it's my art." She said hesitantly.

"I know that, I mean why is it on our eating utensils?"

Sabine blinked. Neither of them turned their gaze, nor made eye contact, staring instead -in the most unobvious manner as possible- at each others faces rather than their eyes, which somehow lulled the argument ready to break out any second.

After another long silence, Sabine answered. "Because I wanted to get creative."

Hera rubbed her temples and shook her head in disgrace. "Sabine-"

"Sorry. I don't know why I did that. I guess I'm stressed. Stress does weird things."

Before Sabine had even finished, Hera was instantly making her way towards where she was sitting.

"I said I'm sorry."

"No, Sabine, I'm sorry. You have a lot of things to be stressed about. And I don't think we give you and Ezra the attention you need."

"I don't need attention." The teen told her as Hera sat next to her and put an arm around her.

"Yes you do. You're children."

"No, I really don't. I'm okay. Really." She insisted.

"I could stand for a little more attention." Ezra said from behind them.

So could I, but don't worry them. She thought, hoping that he, as a Jedi, could read her mind somehow. She didn't want to stress Kanan and Hera any more than they already were. Sabine was already more stressed than she could take. So she couldn't imagine how stressed their leaders must be with the weight of the rest of the crew's burdens and needs added to what they already had. The last thing they needed was the obligation of giving the two of them more attention.

"We've both been away from our families for years. We're used to-"

"All the more reason to dedicate more time to you." Hera said, not giving up on the argument.

Ezra opened his mouth before Sabine shot him a look. He hesitated a moment before his eyes lit up with comprehension.

"Actually, Sabine has a point. I've gotten used to it." He lied. She was lying, too of course. But now they were both on the same page.

"Sit down, Ezra." Hera ordered more gently than demandingly.

The teen sat on the other side of Hera.

"How can you stand it?" Ezra asked Hera.

"Stand what?"

"Well, Sabine and I -since we're talking about our families giving us attention- were separated against our will. But you chose to leave… How can you stand it? How could you possibly want to do that?"

"Well, they weren't giving me the notice I needed, like every kid does," She smirked, stressing the point.

"Was it weird?" Sabine asked. "Seeing your father again?"

"It was…different."

"I'd give anything to see my parents again…" Ezra said quietly.

"Me, too." Sabine said after a short pause. "I mean, my mom was a bounty hunter, granted, but I still…"

Hera pulled them both closer and rested her head on Ezra's as she simultaneously rubbed Sabine's arm. Ezra wiped his eyes, fighting the tears to an extent that was noticeable to anyone watching.

Sabine, eyes hot with tears, finally broke down. "I want my mom back." She sobbed.
Ezra finally cracked as well and started crying into Hera's arm.

"Shh, shh, it's okay. It's okay." Hera whispered, trying to comfort the two teenagers. "I know, I know it's hard. I know…"

Ezra, shoulders shaking with silent sobbing, and Sabine, sobbing as well, but much more violently, were both completely out of control. Hera said nothing much other the occasional 'it's okay'. She kept both of them close. It seemed like hours had passed… maybe they had.

"Why?" Ezra whimpered through tears. "Why do we have to lose people we love?"

"It's life, I'm afraid." Hera answered as they both began to calm down a little. "It's depressing, but it's life. And, you never lose everyone you love. There will always be someone left. Weather you love them, or weather they loved you first, there is always someone out there to be there for you."

Sabine and Ezra looked at each other and both knew they were thinking the same thing: Hera's our mom now. Sabine knew it, but for some reason was too embarrassed to ever say it aloud.

"Like-" Sabine began, almost saying it, but quickly cutting herself off.

"Maybe we should…say it." Ezra said to Sabine. "There couldn't be a better time."

Sabine looked at him before nodding.

"Hera," She began. "Ezra and I have both…felt this way for a long time."

"We feel like…you're our family now. Well our…mom to-to be specific."

Hera pulled away a little to look at them more clearly. Her gaze moved from Ezra to Sabine, curiosity, shock, and tenderness flashing in her eyes.

"You know what's interesting? I likewise think of you two as my own children." She smiled pulling them in again in a gentle but firm hug.

"You and Kanan both. We love you two like our parents." Sabine told her, tears finally stopping for good. "It's actually kind of funny," the girl added, pulling away a little to look her leader in the eye. "You and Kanan have a relationship, so it's like you're married. And Ezra and I are the kids that you two had together."

Hera narrowed her eyes, raised her eyebrows, and let loose a small smile, silently portraying the word 'seriously' in her expression.

Sabine giggled at Hera's reaction and lied back down against the Twi'lek.

"Really though," Ezra agreed. "You and Kanan are like the parents, me and Sabine are the kids, and Chopper's the pet cat."

Hera chuckled adoringly. "And what about Zeb?"

"He's the grumpy uncle." Sabine said coyly.

They all laughed briefly. The three of them sat there for a long time.

"I love you both so much." Hera said quietly, not moving her position at all.

"I love you too, Hera… Or…Mom?" Ezra questioned making them both look up inquiringly.

After a moment, Hera nodded affirmatively. "Mom."

She hugged them tighter. And this time they hugged her back.

"Mom… I like the sound of that." Sabine smiled warmly, talking mostly to herself.

"Yeah, me too." Ezra agreed.

Sabine pulled away to look at Hera and smiled mischievously. "I guess you're Mrs. Jarruss now."

"Let's not go too far." Hera smirked, playfully tickling her neck.

"Lets keep this conversation between the three of us." Ezra whispered.

"Yeah." Sabine giggled.

"Alright. You two go on now. And no painting our plates without permission." Hera said, shooing them out of the room.

Sabine turned around. "But what if Dad says yes? Or is it the law that you have to make a decision with your spouse every time?"

"Oh, go play a prank on Chopper or something." The Twi'lek said firmly yet sarcastically.

They both ran off laughing, yet in fear as they witnessed her reaction.

"Chopper!" Ezra called. "Here, kitty, kitty, kitty!"

Chopper, not getting the inside joke, just wrote it off as a teenager thing and rolled on.

"Hey, what are you two so pumped up about?" Kanan asked as he ran by the laughing kids.

"Sorry, Dad. Just trying to get the cat." Ezra smirked.

"Your other half has a decision to make regarding paint." Sabine giggle as they both ran off again, feeling better than they had for a long time.


Okay, that was it! Tell me what you though of it. And if you have any other triple character bond requests, let me know in the comments. Thanks so much and please review. It makes me so happy!