A few minutes later and a ship calling itself Rogue One left Yavin 4. And shortly after that Admiral Raddus and Generals Draven and Syndulla planned a mission to assist Rogue One if they received any news. One of the ships that decided to go was the Ghost.

It was killing Ezra to not be able to help the Rebellion. He knew his friends were going out there to risk their lives for what could be their only chance at victory. But he promised Sabine. He wouldn't break her trust. He looked at her, his arms around her as they walked around the base. She seemed so relieved that he had decided to stay. He watched as she slowly breathed, resting her head on him. Worried as he was, he still enjoyed spending his time with her.

Still, he was still having a tough time knowing he wouldn't be supporting Hera, Zeb, Rex, and Kallus who had immediately volunteered for the dangerous mission. He couldn't get what Sabine said out of his head. How she had always wondered if each time she saw them leave for a mission that she might not ever see them again. How that could be happening now. How that could've been him if he had gone to Scarif.

Meanwhile Sabine was both ecstatic and mournful. She was beyond happy that she managed to convince Ezra to stay with her, but also incredibly sad because she knew some of her friends wouldn't be coming home. She thought of Cassian Andor who she had met after they arrived on Yavin, and had become a friend to her, helping her train and going on a few missions together. She thought of Princess Leia, who she had met years ago on Garel. She thought of the Ghost crew who would be plunging into certain death if Raddus got confirmation that they had made it. She thought of their chances of survival. She knew Cassian was one of the "Rogue One" squadron so he was almost guaranteed to die. Leia would return to Yavin with the plans under the excuse of being a Senator. But what about Hera and Zeb and the Ghost? What about all those rebel starships going in with her symbol blazing across their wings? Sabine knew it was safer going in with the fleet afterwards, that they'd have a better chance for survival. But that didn't mean much. She knew Ezra wanted to go with them, but Sabine still wasn't sure that they'd make it out, even if Hera was the best pilot in the Rebellion.

Sabine knew that being in the Rebellion meant making sacrifices, but she wasn't ready to lose her new family yet. And she would never be ready to lose Ezra. She pulled closer to him, nuzzling her head into his shoulder and pushed her thoughts away.

Several hours earlier

"General Syndulla, please report to the briefing room. General Syndulla, please report to the briefing room." Hera heard the PA calling her, probably to discuss their unsanctioned planned attack on Scarif with Admiral Raddus and General Draven. But she couldn't bring herself to tear her eyes away from the sight in front of her.

As soon as the meeting ended, Sabine had pulled Ezra into a little corner of the Great Temple. At first they simply caught her eye and Hera planned to just leave. But then she saw the determined look on Ezra's face and watched as Sabine screamed at him and started to tremble. Sabine was one of the toughest people Hera knew and it took a lot to make her cry.

As she kept watching she thought of how Ezra was so willing to do anything for the Rebellion. Even sacrifice his life. But Sabine wasn't. Hera knew that after she had lost so much and got it back, Sabine would do whatever it took to make sure she would never lose them again. Especially Ezra. He didn't know it, but Sabine was more worried about him than anyone else. More than the other members of the Ghost, more than Ketsu, even more than her family on Mandalore. He was at a much greater risk than almost anyone else in the Rebellion. As a high ranking rebel commander and as a Jedi he was a very valuable target to the Empire. From obsessed Imperial officers looking for revenge to the occasional Inquisitor, Ezra was under constant threat. And Sabine knew it. She couldn't stand when he had to leave without her and Hera knew she was always worried about him, even if she wouldn't show it. Hera saw the way their eyes lit up seeing each other after a long mission or trip to Mandalore. Sometimes she heard them talking into the early hours of morning if they thought they could get away with it. She didn't know how long she ended up watching them but eventually they came out, Sabine holding onto Ezra and looking happier than Hera had seen in a while.

Hera decided that she'd wasted enough time and finally went to the meeting.

"General Syndulla. What took you so long?" Draven asked with an annoyed tone in his voice.

"Sorry Draven. Just had to look over my kids. The Rebellion's taken its toll on them like everyone else."

"Well regardless we need to get to planning. Draven and I have decided that returning to Yavin is too risky. We have instead decided to go to one of the modified Confederate based on Ukio after the battle," Raddus said.

"Sounds good to me," Hera replied. "So the Imperial fleet around Scarif consists of..."

Author's Note:

First, thank you to all the lovely people who left a review on the last chapter. It was very heartwarming to know you enjoyed it. I just hope this one and the rest of the story will live up to your praise.

Anyway, I do feel like this chapter was a little worse than the last one, but I still tried my best with it. Please tel me what you think. I have wider plans for this fic to make it a true masterpiece, but I'm still a novice at this whole writing thing. But I promise to do my best. Next chapter will hopefully be up by Saturday.