Taking In An Orphan

Chapter 28

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The ship was broken. Hera could give no other explanation. For the first time, Hera couldn’t figure out what was wrong with the Ghost. She had Chopper run three diagnostics, but they all came back saying the ship was fine. Then she had done one and the results were the same.

But the ship wasn’t fine. For the past few days, the ship’s electricity would go haywire. Doors would open by themselves. The heat would start to run automatically. Once, the controls started up by themselves and the ship had hovered when no one was controlling it. 

All of this was very disconcerting to Hera. She was always able to control her ship. But now, she couldn’t even stop it from flying itself. 

Hera wasn’t the only one that was frustrated. When Hera was angry, usually the whole crew followed along because Hera was not easy on anyone. 

Chopper couldn’t fix the problems, so Hera got angry with him. She tried to make Chopper plug into the Ghost’s main router for the whole day, waiting for something to go wrong so they could investigate it. But Chopper had to recharge after 6 hours, making Hera irrationally irritated. 

Kanan foolishly kept asking if she was alright and if she found the problem and he would always get angry comments back, making him sorry that he cared so much. 

Sabine fed off of Hera’s anger and she stayed in her room most of the day, painting. This aggravated Hera, who wanted Sabine to be more helpful. 

Zeb intelligently stayed out of Hera’s way for the most part, but when Hera walked in on him doing nothing, she always put him to work on some pointless task. 

Although Ezra wasn’t yelled at by Hera, he could also sense Hera’s anger all the time and needed reassurance from the other crew members that she wasn’t angry at him. Along with this, the ship had scared him a few times, especially when the shower had turned on when he was brushing his teeth and his door to his room had opened by itself and shut, making Ezra think that there was an invisible monster following him around. 

This was how the crew lived for two days, waiting for Hera to find the problem and attempting to avoid her wrath. Fulcrum had called the day before to tell them that they had to deliver some supplies that they kept on their ship to a group of rebel sympathizers. This should be an easy mission, but with all the malfunctioning, the crew was stressed out about this mission. 

Hera called the crew to a meeting in the common room to discuss the mission. 

“We’ll have to fly, but luckily the mission is on the planet. Hopefully we won’t have to leave the planet until I can get this fixed.” 

“Hera,” Hera’s gaze fell on Kanan, making him regret that he even talked. “Maybe we should get some technician or specialist to look at the ship.” 

“Why? Am I not good enough?” 

“No, no you’re really good. But I think maybe you need a break.” 

“Are you saying I look tired?” Hera snapped. “I’m going to figure out this problem if it’s the last thing I do.” 

“That might be the last thing you do, Kanan,” Zeb said with a smile. Hera turned her glare onto him. 

“What have you been doing all day? After the mission I want you to scrub the interior of the ship.” 

“But I did that yesterday.”