For You Alone

Shadow of a Spectre

Back again with Chapter Two! 

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Agent Alexsandr Kallus smiled sadly as the Ghost landed. Nearly a month had passed since they had returned from Lothal, and the crew had taken on every mission they could. The second they returned to Yavin, Hera was off asking Command for their next mission.

And Kallus knew why. The death of Kanan Jarrus had hurt every one of them, but while on Lothal, there wasn't much time to grieve. And Hera seemed to be making sure that they stayed too busy to grieve.

But Kallus knew that they needed the time. Which was why he had gone to Command and requested that the Ghost be banned from active missions on account of Hera being pregnant. Which they had agreed to.

Kallus scowled as Ezra Bridger left the Ghost, hopped on a speeder bike, and took off, headed into the jungle. What was that about?

Sabine narrowed her eyes as she stepped out of the Ghost. "Hera? Have you seen Ezra?"

The General shook her head sadly. "He took off a little bit after we landed."

Sabine frowned. "That was six hours ago!" She grabbed a speeder and took off into the forests around the Rebel Base.

Hera leaned against the side of the Ghost as Zeb came and joined her. "Where's she off to?"

The Twi'lek sighed. "She's going after Ezra."

Zeb nodded as he sat beside her. "The kits are going to need one another. I don't think Ezra's allowed himself to grieve yet."

Hera looked away. "In some ways, Ezra was closer to Kanan than anyone. Kanan had told me how much having the bond he shared with his Master severed after the war. That, even a decade later, it still was painful enough to cause him nightmares." Hera was aware of how acute the pain Kanan felt over his dead Master was, even when he died.

Even with the lonely, heartsick years ahead of her, Hera would never comprehend his agony.

Sabine's eyes widened as she took in the sight before her. Rocks and other objects were lazily floating in the air. In the middle, Ezra was on his knees meditating. Then, his eyes opened. "Sabine."

She carefully made her way forward, staring at the rocks beside her, some floating even above her. "What is this?"

Ezra gave a small smile. "Meditating. I'm trying to determine what my path is now."

Sabine sat beside him. "What do you mean?"

Ezra sighed, and slowly the rocks descended. "I always thought Kanan and I were supposed to save Lothal. And then move on to help others. But he's gone. And I-" He lowered his head. "I don't know."

Sabine gently put her hand on his shoulder. "Whatever your path is now, we're beside you. And Hera said she could feel Kanan."

Ezra slowly nodded. "I can feel him, but it's not the same. It's not like before." He stood. "I guess I'll figure it out at some point."

Sabine stood as well. "Well, while we're here, why don't we spar?"

Ezra smirked. "With what?"

Sabine grabbed two sticks from her speeder and threw one at Ezra. "Training Saber." She pretended not to see the flash of pain in his eyes as he caught the stick Kanan had made all those months ago. "Since I no longer have a lightsaber of my own."

Ezra nodded and slid into ready position. "You ready?"

Sabine nodded, knowing how this would go. Ezra needed an outlet for everything he was bottling in, and Sabine had found that her fight with Kanan was really the only way they were going to find out about her family history. Maybe Ezra was the same.