Information and trust (Star Wars Rebels fanfic; ON HIATUS)

Chapter 5

"Kriff! They're everywhere!" shouted angry Ahsoka trying to fix a power supply. "Keep them away!"

"Finish it without me!" Rakhesh said to Ezra and Sabine and left on corridor.

"Soo..." Ezra blushed and looked at Mandalorian girl with embarrassment "What's now?"

"Ugh" moaned Sabine making a facepalm.

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Rakhesh went into armory and took a rifle. After while he was on position and was shooting to Sand People. Kanan had to admit that. Rakesh was good.

"The Inquisition also teaches shooting?" asked teasingly Jedi. Pau'an gave him a dirtiest look possible.

"Shut up, Caleb," he growled. Kanan stopped giggling. How did this sick, imperial bastard know his name?

"How the hell...?"

"Look out!" shouted Rex. Rakhesh pushed Kanan away from the balustrade/railing when one of the missiles struck next to him. Pau'an lost his balance and fell on the sand. He didn't move, but Kanan could sense that he's not dead. Good or not good, that is the question.

Tuskens for a moment lost interest in the vehicle that invaded their territory. Pau'an was in good condition. They can take advantage of it. Several Sand People continued shelling to protect heir companion, who dragged Rakhesh into the desert. After a while, they also fled into the desert. Base's crew put down the guns, only when the vehicle went on its way.

"Okay, everything works!" Hera and Ahsoka ran from the engine, grimy with grease, but happy.

"Gyroscopes are fine!" Sabine reported, then sighed "Somehow"

"It wasn't my fault!" Ezra protested, bearing clear signs of electric shock. "It's a shot's fault!"

"Wait a minute, where's Rakhesh?" Ahsoka frowned. Kanan, Zeb and clones huddled helplessly and began to explain.

"Well..."

"Stupid situation..."

"We were helpless!"

"WHAT'S HAPPENED?!" roared ex-Jedi. Gentlemen cringed even more. With bowed heads they told what happened. Kanan reluctantly admitted that the ex-inquisitor had saved him. Ezra at the time of the story clenched his teeth.

"So what's the plan?" he asked, when shooters had finished speaking.

"What's the plan?" everyone looked at him amazed.

"The rescue plan. After all, we can't leave him there!" young Padawan put his hands on his hips.

"I say this reluctantly, Ezra," Ahsoka sighed sadly, "But that's impossible. Tuskens are smart. They can hide under you and you don't even know about it. And they're unpredictable. You can be killed"

Base's crew expect an attack of anger, screams and emotional blackmail. Instead, the boy turned on his heel and ran to his cabin. At the same time was composing his own plan.

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When everyone had gone to sleep, a small shadow crept into the hold, where they kept speeders. The figure was holding a backpack, had a blaster and lightsaber. Suddenly in the room the lamps has been on.

"Are you kidding, kid?" growled Zeb folding his arms.

"I am sleepwalking" Ezra smiled nervously.

"Without a doubt," Lasat grabbed the boy in the waist and started toward the exit "Forget about such actions. And stop struggling now, or I won't let you go from a broom closet in the morning"

"But I want to pay off the debt!" croaked desperately Padawan "Rakhesh saved me in that cave! He exposed himself to unmasking, just to save me! I can't leave him! Not after that."

The boy went limp and began to sob quietly. Zeb bit his lip. Don't look at him, do not look into those baby blue eyes... Oh, crap !, Lasat sighed and put Ezra on the ground.

"Okay, you can go," he growled, "But you're coming with me, we understand each other?"

"Yes, sir!" glad Ezra saluted. Garazeb Orrelios couldn't hold back a smirk.