Chapter 19

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(Hera pov)

"Red alert. Red alert. Blaster fire detected...." The alarms blare over and over annoyingly.

The General left Zeb's cell briefly after beginning the interrogation without an explanation, and he ordered me to return to command. I was on my way there, happy to spare Zeb temporarily, when the alarms went off.

Guess I won't need a signal after all.

I have no idea who shot the blaster fire and set of the alarm, but I don't really care at this point. Probably one of those crazy Death Watch warriors Grievous brought onboard....

I turn the corner and slam straight into a armour-clad Mandolorian. I reach for one of my blasters immediately. Can't trust Mandolorians if you don't know them personally.

"Hera?"

I take a closer look at the colourful Mando.

"Sabine?"

"What are you doing here?" We both exclaim at the same time. "Long story. Let me talk.... Am I glad to see you! I'm probably more glad, trust me." We both burst into laughter.

I smile slightly, letting Sabine talk on her own now. "I need to find Zeb. The Death Watch brought him here and he's going to be interrogated and executed–"

"–Follow me. I was just there."

"Great. Man, it's nice to see a familiar face that isn't unconscious or distrusting me."

"What?"

"Don't even ask. I'll explain later."

We finally reach Zeb's cell, luckily avoiding any conflict, and the purple Lasat looks up as we enter. Sabine lets out a sigh of relief because he's not seriously injured.

"Sabine! Hera! Are we escaping now?" He asks eagerly.

"Glad to see you too! Come on, let's go." Sabine urges.

I unlock Zeb's handcuffs and he stretches. "Ah, that feels great. Come on, let's go bash some bucket heads." he grins.

Sabine grins back. "One half of the crew down, one half to go."

"Kanan and Ezra are here. Let's go grab them." I say.

"Alright." Sabine tosses Zeb a blaster. Somehow she has three. "Let's get our family back together."

"Sounds good to me." I charge one of my blasters.

"I want my revenge on those kriffin' droids." Zeb smashes his fists together.

"I second that." Sabine replies, likely grinning under her helmet. "Let's move."

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