The woman woke up in cold sweat. It wasn't the first time she had this nightmare. She dreamed about Ezra's disappearance, Kanan's death, along with her sister's, and everyone else dying because of her. She looked out of the window of the tower that she lived in. It used to be Ezra's. Ezra. Sarcastic Ezra. Ezra the Terrible Flirt. Stupid Ezra. Silly Ezra. Nobble Ezra. Caring Ezra. Friendly Ezra. Protective Ezra. Warrior Ezra. Her Ezra. She missed him more than she could express. Ahsoka would arrive today, taking her and herself to find him. She got out of bed, put on her Mandalorian armor, and packed her bag. Then she went outside to watch the sunrise.
After an hour, she finally saw Ahsoka's ship enter the atmosphere. Smiling, the purple haired warrior ran inside, grabbed her bag, clipped Ezra's lightsaber to her belt, and hopped on her speeder. Two Loth-wolves ran beside her. Soon, she got to her destination, and looked at the painting that she had created five years before. She felt a presence behind her. Ahsoka stood waiting.
Sabine Wren put her helmet on, and walked on the ship.
"Ezra's out there somewhere. And it's time to bring him home."
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Sabine: A New Mission
FanfictionEzra has been gone for five years, and Sabine realizes that he is alive. But will the remaining members of the Ghost Crew support her in her search? Will she find him? But the biggest question is, will she ever forgive the Ghost Crew?
