For You Alone

Where No One Goes

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Ezra narrowed his eyes at the news. "Leia is back? That's not usually how it goes."

Hera had commed early in the morning. Apparently, a beat up YT-1300 Freighter had arrived, bearing a smuggler and his co-pilot, a farm boy, and Leia Organa. They had also brought the Death Star schematics Rogue One had stolen.

"I don't know what to tell you, Ezra." Hera sounded concerned herself. "But she's back."

Ezra thought for a moment. "Vader would have taken her to the Death Star, right?"

"Yes. Leia confirmed it."

Ezra shook his head and looked at Sabine. "We've seen that thing. It shouldn't have been that easy for them to escape. A farm boy and two smugglers couldn't have done that. Not if Vader was on board."

"Apparently, they had help from a Jedi Master."

Ezra froze. "Master Kenobi? He's here?"

Hera was silent. Silent for too long. "No." Ezra stared out the viewport. "No."

Sabine focused her attention on the comm. "Have Chopper check that Freighter for any tracking equipment. If we were able to be tagged, they could be too."

A few minutes later, Hera came back on the comm. "Chop says that the Freighter was tagged. I'm headed to the Ghost now, we leave in ten."

Ezra glanced at Sabine. "Why are we leaving? From what I hear, Rebel Command is planning on attacking the Death Star. We could help."

Sabine shrugged. "We can't risk the little one. I'm all for attacking the Death Star, but the truth is, neither of us are good enough pilots."

Ezra sighed and nodded. "You're right. But this doesn't feel right. Yavin is about to become the next target of the Death Star, and we're running."

Sabine laid a hand on his shoulder. "I agree, but Hera needs us. The child needs us."

Ezra stood, facing Sabine. "So, where do we go from here?"

Sabine thought for a moment. "We're going to need a new base. Somewhere that the Empire won't think to look."

Ezra stared out the viewport. "Or somewhere the Empire won't be able to follow. You thinking Krownest?"

Sabine shook her head. No. The snow and ice may make for a difficult time, but my family is not going to allow a Rebel Base to be built. They are barely acceptant of you. And most of that is due to the fact my parents like you."

Ezra smirked. "Glad to know that. I won't anticipate a firefight next time I visit." He sighed, looking thoughtful. "So, somewhere cold enough to inconvenience the Empire, but not Krownest."

Sabine nodded. "We'll think of something. If indeed we are sent for reconnaissance."

"It makes sense." Ezra sat down in the co-pilot's chair. "We can't risk joining the attack on the Death Star because of the child, nor can we stick around because this planet might be destroyed. We've already done this on Atollon, we can do it again."

"Ironically." Hera walked into the cockpit. "Rebel Command said the same thing."

Ezra nodded. "So, what's the plan?"