The Ghost Crew

Undercover Part 3

That sounds like Sabine or Hera or Chopper. Well Sabine is saying it. This chapter is going to be longer. Maybe with a cliff hanger maybe not. Will see. Keep commenting. Thanks for all the support. There will be more Sabezra. Here it is. Hope you like.

Sabine's POV:

We walk into the transport. We give the storm trooper our credentials and we get the green light luckily. Ezra puts a hand around my waist and directs us to an empty seat.

Usually I would hate this but for the mission we must look like a couple. I just put on my fake smile and let Ezra's hand stay there for the time being.

People keep staring at us but that might just be because of my appearance. The dress for starters was stunning. Then there is my hair. I made it like fire and smoke. There was yellow, orange, and black. And if you look closely you would see some gold and red.

Some men looked for a little longer the. they should. Ezra just gave them a glare and then they found the floor more interesting. And when some women stared longer then they should, I glared.

Ezra was taller then me by a whole head. With the mask, his eyes were brighter and more pretty. His cropped hair made him look more mature and then add the jawline. He was handsome.

Many young girls on the base wanted him. He was the most handsome guy on the whole base with Wedge behind him. If you get stuck in their group discussions, Ezra would be the first and main topic of everything. After girly stuff. I remember going to one of those. It's hard to look at Ezra the same.

I am one of the only girls he talks too. So many girls beg me for anything on Ezra. It annoys me when a girl begs for holos of shirtless Ezra. Or more.

Jealousy hits me whenever another girl wants Ezra. I usually put on a fake smile and lie saying I need to do work. Most of the time I would just find Ezra and make sure no girl is hovering over him. Will I ever admit this to him? Never!

The transport lands and we walk out. On this carrier, there were three different areas. The one we were heading to with the rest of the guests was covered in all glass. It was an one-story circular dome filled with a dance floor, tables full of food, and tables full of high imperial officials.

We need to head to the restricted area. There we need to get into the very secure conference room on the second floor. The last area being the security building will be the place we hopefully don't go by. We will return to the party area and get out. We will take a transport down to the surface and get away with Lando.

The plan seems fine but knowing us, it will end up failing. Ezra and I walk to one of the table filled with food and snatch a bite. We haven't ate anything since breakfast.

"We need to figure out where the Rebels are," I tell Ezra. He's a step ahead. He grabs my hand and leads me to one of the high imperials. He was by himself drinking with a couple of droids by him. Hopefully Ezra knows what he's doing?

Ezra's POV:

This man knew something about Rebels. The force was telling me that he'll help us. I just need to play this right. I search his mind and found my ticket.

Her eyes widen as I step towards the man. I let go of her hand and enter into my pirate/smuggler attitude. I smile and clasp my hands together behind me.

"Hello sir. I have a business proposal that will might benefit the both of us." The lie rolls off my tongue easily. He looks up from his glass. His mask was white and black. Styled like a storm trooper.

"I don't know you. Go away," says the man. His droids start advancing towards me. I raise my hands in surrender.

"Hey. You're right. You don't know me but you know some of my business partners. Visago, Lando, Hondo." My words have a good effect. He perks up at the sound of Hondo. Good, I have him.