Hello everyone! So, Wedge and Sabine probably don't feel the way I had them in this chapter, but I kind of saw it in the show and thought it was adorable. So, here you go!


"-so I raised my fists up and he finally backed down. That guy was such a coward. He thought he was way tougher than he was."

"Well, maybe. You probably had a part in it though," Sabine smiled.

"Nah, I doubt he was truly scared of me. I am just a kid after all."

"You're still really intimidating though," Sabine argued. The young boy shrugged.

"Oh, come on, Wedge. You probably scared the guy at least a little bit on your own."

He looked down at the ground and then up at her, holding eye contact for a heartbeat before breaking away with a sheepish smile.

Sabine's com flashed on her wrist. "Specter five."

"Sabine, it's getting dark and we're almost ready to eat dinner, where are you?"

"Oh, sorry, Hera. I'm outside."

"Still?" the older woman said incredulously.

Sabine held back a laugh. "Sorry about that. I'll be inside in a minute. Specter five out."

Wedge looked at her nervously. "Sorry."

"Don't be, I chose to stay out. We should probably head back now."

Sabine stood and began to walk back to the base with Wedge beside her. "So, do you have any other stories about jerks thieving in the supermarket?"

"Not really," he laughed. "What about you? I'd love to hear another loth-cat tale."

"Pun intended?"

Wedge started laughing, which somehow made Sabine laugh. It wasn't even that funny, but hearing him expressing his own amusement oddly enough made her do the same. The pair came to the base and Sabine broke away to head toward the Ghost.

"Do you want an escort?" Wedge offered.

Sabine touched her hair self-consciously. "Uh, n-no, that's okay. Bye though and I'll, uh, see you soon?"

Wedge chuckled, smiling at her as he waved. "Yeah, same to you."

Sabine watched him take a few steps and then she calmly kept going until she turned the next corner and began to run. The Mandalorian dashed up the ramp, then slowed once she entered, trying to catch her breath as she approached the dinner table.

"Are you okay?" Kanan asked worriedly from where he sat. "You sound anxious."

"Yeah I'm fine. Just ran here, that's all," she panted.

"Well, here's your dinner," Hera said. "Maybe that will help you calm down a bit."

Sabine breathlessly muttered her thanks and headed to her room. She was intent on eating alone and just getting some me time. But, of course…

"Sabine, wait!" Ezra called.

The teen looked over her shoulder to see the young Jedi running up to her.

Can this kid ever just leave me alone?

"Can I come with you?" he asked eagerly.

"In my room? Uh, let me think about that- No."

"Oh, come on Sabine, please?"

"No," she said firmly, almost able to speak clearly now.

"Let's go to mine then."

"Oh, for goodness sake, why!"

"Because you almost died today and so I feel like I need to spend with you," he snapped.

"Well maybe if you had-" She cut herself off, trying not to raise her voice. "I don't feel like it right now, Ezra."

"You have to!" he wailed, replacing his anger with desperation.

"Ezra, please." The Mando' tried to walk away, but he persistently stood in front of her.

"I just love you, Sabine," he said, making puppy dog eyes and grabbing her arm. "Please, big sister? Pwitty Pwease?"

"Knock it off," she scolded, yanking her arm away.

"I'll tickle you," he threatened.

"Don't you dare."

He grinned and lightly poked her side. Sabine completely dropped her plate and slapped away his hand, pressing herself against the wall.

"Stop!" she screamed.

"Stop? I just started," he teased as he cornered her and attempted a second offense. Sabine physically fled the scene, running into Hera's room and locking the door.

"Oh, stop it, you're beings ridiculous," Ezra said, his voice muffled by the door. "Come out."

"No!"

"I promise I won't tickle you."

"…If you even begin to-"

"I won't."

The Mandalorian sighed and opened the door, keeping her arms wrapped around her waist. "No touching."

"I won't," he laughed. "Follow me."

Sabine hesitated for a second before reluctantly following the teen to his room. He closed the door, motioned for her to sit on the bed, and pulled out his light saber.

"Watch this," he grinned. Ezra ran to the wall and stepped up it, defying gravity for a brief moment before kicking off into a back-flip and landing squarely on his feet facing the other direction.

"Impressive."

"Thanks. I've been working on that for weeks, just finally perfected it yesterday. Do you like it?"

"It's alright," she shrugged.

"Hey, better than those new kids that just joined. They have no idea what they're doing."

Sabine crossed her arms in protest. "That's not true."

"Yes it is. That Antilles guy especially."

"Joining was his idea!" she defended.

"Exactly. What idiot would-"

"Wedge is not an idiot!" she said harshly.

He paused for a long time and then smirked slightly. "Oh, really?"

"Yeah."

"I think he is."

"Well he isn't. He's thoughtful and considerate, and brave and-and…" she looked at her hands as she groped for something more to say.

"Ooh, Sabine," Ezra elbowed her. "Sounds like someone has a crush on Wedge."

"What?" she snapped out of her thoughts immediately and looked up to meet his gaze.

"You heard me," he smiled slyly.

"That's ridiculous. I don't like anyone."

"…Yup, she's crushing."

"No I'm not!" she insisted frantically.

"You're crushing hard."

"Shut up, Ezra."

"Wedge and Sabine sittin' in a tree, K-I-S-S-I-"

"Shut up, Ezra!"

"But alas, their love was too much for the parents, and the two had to find a way to-"

"Get out!" she screamed.

"This is my room. You get out."

"Fine, I will!" With that, the girl stormed out, heart racing and cheeks warm with embarrassment. She walked to the kitchen and got a second helping, seeing as she had lost the first one, this time deciding to sit with the others where she knew she would be safe from mockery.

"Well, you're hungry tonight," Hera commented.

"Dealing with imperials works up an appetite, I guess," she lied.

Suddenly, Ezra came into the room, singing, "Can you feel the love tonight-"

Sabine stood up and slapped her hand over his mouth the moment he came close enough. "Ezra, could we talk for a minute? Excuse us." She dragged him out into the next room and then released her grip in his head. "What are you doing?" she hissed.

"Nothing," he whispered, shrugging innocently.

"Stop it."

"Why? Did you not tell our parents you're dating or something?"

"They aren't our parents and I am not dating."

He raised a suspicious eyebrow.

"Well, not technically," she added nervously.

The boy smiled triumphantly.

Just as long as he doesn't tell anyone.

"Sweet, I'm telling Hera," he said.

You're kidding, right?

"Please, don't."

"Why not?"

"Just…"

"Don't you think they should know?" he questioned.

"Well, if we start going out or something like that, yes, they deserve to know as our caretakers."

Ezra looked at her skeptically. "The moment you get any further into a relationship."

"I'll tell, I promise."

"Mm-kay. Hug?"

Sabine rolled her eyes- "Sure." -and embraced him in her arms. "Now, please shut up?"

"We'll see."


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