S.R.F. Ch 20

Um…yeah. To the (repeating) reviewer who asks the questions, when did I say Sabine was a clone? I mean… I'm not saying no…but I'm not saying yes either. I'm just wondering how you came to that conclusion XD are you confusing my story with A M3mb3r123's story. Lol.

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"So why're you here Kanan?" Hera said, her hand on her hip.

"Eh… What're you doing here with Ezra Hera?" Kanan said, giving Ezra a pleading look.

"Nothing." Ezra said, glad he wasn't the only one who didn't want to be there and was already walking out the door when he felt Hera pulling on his collar. With a big grin on his face, Ezra made sure to make the loudest, most dramatic sigh he could as Hera pulled him onto the cot beside her.

"Tell us everything." Hera said in her commanding tone, hoping that Ezra would understand how serious she was about the subject.

Ezra tried not to squirm under her gaze, but he found she was even more intimidating that Kanan when she wanted to be. So with yet another reluctant sigh, Ezra blurted it out.

"I don't like Rex."

Kanan gave an amused glance at Hera, who tried her best to be serious about it, despite having a hunch she knew what this was all about. Seeing that Ezra wasn't going to give any more exposition, Kanan decided that he might as well speak up.

"What is it you don't like about Rex? The force, it's resonating with him in what I can certainly say is a good way. Is that it Ezra? Are you starting to detect things and you find the experience weird?" Kanan asked, wondering when Ezra's force training should become more serious, before he reached his Master.

"No, that's not it." Ezra said, slowly losing the already pitiful amount of patience he had for this conversation.

"It's just that… Well…you know. He's like Lando." Ezra said, finally resorting to the first lie that crossed his mind.

Hera actually glared at Ezra and Kanan couldn't help but chuckle when he saw the face Hera was making. I've been on the receiving end of THAT LOOK plenty of times kid, you're gonna need more than the Force to be with you.

"Ezra. I don't need to be a Jedi to know a lie when I see one." Hera tried to make a sympathetic face and took the young street rat's shoulder, giving it what she hoped was a reassuring squeeze. Ezra looked around to see that Hera and Kanan were both practically begging with their eyes for him to open up, or face Hera's wrath should he lie again. Ezra shuddered, and for the first time in a long time, admitted to himself just how troubled he'd been lately. With that revelation, a dam inside of Ezra broke through and he tried to not push too much of his inner turmoil into the few people who's respect he had painstakingly earned.

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Rex was led into a strange room. He noticed with a bit of envy that Sabine was so much more at ease with her helmet back.

Fek, I have got to stop being so petty. It's hardly befitting of yourself. Rex was really struggling to keep up the rather troubling inner monologue AND listen to the girl's ramblings. If Rex was being terribly honest, art bored him to tears. Art was one of the many oh so wonderful things politicians loved to argue about, all the while agreeing that art couldn't simply be comprehended and labeled. All the fek'in headaches. Rex still managed to remember the mannerisms he had been taught by…What was his name?... It was….Hehe, it wasn't Skywalker. Of course! It was Lenobi! Rex nodded his head along to himself, and watched in horror as Sabine interpreted this as meaning he was pleased.

"So Rex, I wanted to talk to you about something." Sabine said, pulling him along onto her cot. She sat down and stared at Rex, who had yet to sit down. Opting to lean against the wall, Rex crossed his arms and decided to give more than the usual amount of attention to the girl.

"And what about Sabine?"

"Well, it's about… the facilities. And…you." Sabine said, suddenly choosing to look anywhere but at Rex, despite having done the pure opposite for the better part of the last ten minutes.

"You don't believe me." Rex said, his voice taking on just a slightly bitter tone.

"NO! No, it's not that. I do believe you. I'm not sure if everyone else does, but we voted you in despite the fact. That's right, we hadn't told you yet, had we?"

"Hn." Rex responded, choosing to react to the new information later on.

When Sabine broke the awkward silence that Rex was just starting to really enjoy five minutes later, her voice was a whisper. "I know what it's like to not have an identity Rex."

His curiosity actually spiked at this, and looking around the messy room decked full of "art," Rex could see how that may have been true at one point.

"Go on."

"Rex. When I was…with… the Empire, I was taught to abide to things from my superiors. No questioning the line of command. I grew to envy it. Not at first, obviously. No, at first I loved the life. It was simple, I was efficient, more so than others. But eventually, I gained a bit of insight. I began to look at what the Empire was actually doing. It didn't take too long to understand what was really going on. So…when I eventually decided, to, uhm, leave, I had broken into the archives we had at the base. Rex, I believe I know the place you were talking about."

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Alright guys, the new chapter is up! That took me forever man, I'm real sorry about that. And to the reviewer coldprince, I never appreciated your tone. We authors aren't obligated to throw out chapter after chapter for YOUR specific enjoyment. Truth is I lost contact with my friend Liam quite suddenly, and it's a little more than worrying. So, it'd be much appreciated if you stopped with the death threats.