Hey guys! Sorry of not updating sooner, but its been hard to get to the computer and type, So updates will be slower. Anyhow, the idea for this chapter came for Azilia james. They threw me this idea and I loved it. I waited for just the right moment to add this and now seemed like the perfect time.

Note; If you don't remember it too well, you might want to go back to chapter six and reread Ezra's nightmare about his parents death to get this. This chapter does play off that.

When Zeb pulled into the drive of the house, he noticed that the Ghost was gone. He frowned.

"Huh, wonder where Hera would've gone in this storm."

He put the car in park and turned to Sabine. She sat stiffly in the passenger seat, eyes following the rivulets of rain on the windshield. Zeb sighed.

" 'Bine, it's not your fault."

"But they died because of me." Her voice was hollow, void of emotion. She lifted her guilt ridden gaze up to him.

"All his suffering, all these years, was because of me. What would he think if he knew I…" Her throat closed and she couldn't finish.

Zeb awkwardly patted her shoulder. He didn't know what to say. Even if he did, he didn't know if it would help. The girl had been through so much and for her to discover the conquenses of her past was devastating to her.

He pulled up the hood of her jacket to cover her head.

"Come on, let's get inside."

The rain poured down hard. Both of them were thoroughly drenched from the short run from the driveway to the house.

As they removed their soaked shoes at the door, Hera walked in. Zeb looked up at her.

"Hey, the Ghost is missing. Where.." He noticed the strain that was evident on her face.

"What is it?"

Hera hesitated. "Ezra's missing."

"What? What happened?"

"I don't know." The woman fingered the collar of her shirt nervously.

"Kanan went up to give him his medicine and he was gone. He's out searching for him right now. I'm waiting here in case he comes back."

Zeb threw his jacket and shoes back one.

"I'm going out to look." He ran out the door before either of them could say a word. After a few moments they heard the car start up.

Hera sighed, turning to Sabine. She immediantly noticed the girl's red rimmed eyes, a clear sigh she had been crying.

"Honey, what's wrong?"

Sabine looked away. Concerned, Hera placed a hand on her cheek, turning her face back toward her.

"Sabine?"

The teen's lip wobbled as she caved in.

"It's my fault!" She burst into tears. Hera embraced her tightly, petting her hair as the girl sobbed into her shoulder. She guided them both down so that they were sitting on the bottom step of the staircase. She kissed the top of the girls' head.

"There, there." She murmured. "Now talk to me, what's wrong?"

Sabine sniffed. "I went to…the library…to see if…I could find something….on Ezra's parents….I found…a picture of them…" She paused, tears falling once again. Hera waited patiently, rubbing the girl's back. Finally Sabine calmed down enough to continue.

"Mom, they were…sniff…the ones that saved me when I was little. The ones that got shot saving me. Its my fault that Ezra doesn't have parents anymore." She sobbed fitfully.

Hera's eyes widened. She pulled Sabine closer, rocking her back and forth as if she was still a small child. The teen clung to her as she cried.

…..

Sabine remembered that day like it just happened.

She had been nine years old at the time and had been living with Kanan and Hera with only a few months.

That day there was a parade going on in town, and the couple had decided to take the small girl to see it, thinking that it would be a great opportunity to bond as a family.

It was crowded, so Kanan had held Sabine's hand tightly as they made their way through the throngs of people.

It was then that Sabine's small purse was dropped. She slid her hand out of Kanan's, bending down to pick up the, not hearing her name being called. When she had risen back to her feet and looked around, she soon realized that both of her guardians were missing.

The girl panickened. She pushed her way through the crowd, crying out their names.

She reached the edge of the crowd, still no sigh of them. After looking around just one more time for the two adults, she had sat down on the edge of the bench and cried. She was terrified and wanted nothing more than for Hera to hold her, or to here Kanan's soothing voice.

Suddenly someone had grabbed her, clapping a hand over her mouth. She tried to wriggle free, but the grip on her was tight.

"One more move and I'll kill you." A harsh voice whispered in her voice. Sabine had fallen limp with fear and the man had dragged her off.

He had pulled her down a nearby street and into a alley before her fighting instinct kicked in. She had bit down on the hand covering her mouth. The man had yelped, his grip loosening just enough for her to scream once. Then a second time.

He had slapped her, hard. Her head flew to the side and she could taste blood pooling in her mouth.

"You brat!" The man held her with one hand, the other reaching for his belt.

"I'll kill y…" A fist came out of nowhere, slamming into the side of his face.

Sabine was dropped heavily on the ground. She scrambled backwards as she stared in horror at the scene before her.

A tall, dark haired man was struggling with her captor. They were practically in each others face, scrabbling for the gun. So far neither one had managed to gain control of the weapon.

As Sabine watched on with fear, a woman suddenly appeared. She scooped the girl up, holding her gently and trying to wipe away the tears off her face.

With a grunt, her kidnapper suddenly shoved the man back toward the females. The woman put Sabine down and shoved her behind them just before the man leveled his weapon and fired.

It was all a blur to Sabine after that. She dimly noted a scream. She saw, but didn't quite register, a small child sobbing over the bodies. She heard the sirens of police cars in the distance and barely noticed when the murderer took off.

A policewoman soon came over, picking her up and carrying her out of the alley. Kanan and Hera soon ran up, the woman crying as she held the child against her in a tight embrace. She was soon handed to Kanan, who carried her away from the scene to a awaiting vehicle. She felt numb, emotions froze solid.

It wasn't until later that night, as Hera had brushed out her short hair, had Sabine's feelings crashed down.

She had burst into tears then, clinging to her guardian as if that was her only lifeline. Hera had simply gathered her up, stroking her hair as she silently comforted her.

Now, the scene was once again being repeated, only the pain and guilt had grown in force. Because Sabine now knew what had happened to the child that was there that day. She knew how his entire world had crumbled on him, leaving him to suffer a cold and unforgiving life.

And that it all circled back to her.

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