It was around midnight. I was having a hard time sleeping. There was banging and snarls coming from the other room. I was in the cockpit as Hera called it, sleeping in a reclined chair. It was the comfiest thing I had in years and kinda fell asleep before lights out.

Now, I'm awake and all because of the banging noise. I picked up the blanket that someone laid on me and set it aside before standing. I opened the door and peeked into the room to see Zeb snoring away on the couch.

I rolled my eyes until spotting what was making the noises. The table was folded into the floor but it kept moving up and down like something was trying to push it open. Yet, it was locked tightly to the floor.

I pushed the door open some more then quietly, to not wake Zeb, walked over to the table. I kneeled down and peeked inside, trying to make out a shape every time the table jostled up.

Click.

I froze then slowly moved my head to see Zeb pointing his gun at me.

"Move slowly away from there," he whispered. I was about to ask why but he shot his gun. That's when a shrill came from the thing under the table. I only caught a glimpse of a claw retreating back under the table.

I quickly shuffled back from the table then looked at Zeb. "What was that?" I whispered, trying not to yell.

"Kid, go back to bed and don't ever try that again or next time, I'm not saving ya," the man grumbled then got comfy again. I glared at him a little but didn't argue and went back to the cockpit.

   I shut the door behind me and grabbed the blanket from the floor. I fell back into the seat, laying the blanket over myself. I stared past the seat in front and gazed at the stars. It wasn't to long until sleep slowly embraced me.

   The next time I awoke, there was daylight seeping through the window and the RV was moving. I blinked for a moment before turning to see Hera at the wheel and tapping to the music.

I rubbed the sleep from my eyes and sat up straight in the chair.

   "Sleep well?" Hera spoke.

   "Well, it's better than what I used to sleep on," I said. She hummed in acknowledgement, "If you want anything to eat, there's food in the kitchen."

   "Ok," I stretched then got up, leaving the blanket on the chair.

   "Thank you for letting me stay and help," I said. Hera smiled and I left the cockpit.

In the next room, Sabine and Zeb were eating while Kanan was looking through the fridge. I noticed that the table was set back into place and whatever was under it was gone.

   "Hey kid, hungry?" He asked, snapping me out of my thoughts and my stomach growled. My cheeks flushed with heat of embarrassment then nodded my head.

"What would you like?" He asked and I bit my lip.

"I'm not picky," I said, giving him my best answer. Kanan nodded and tossed me a couple of protein bars. "Sorry, we're running low on food," he apologized.

   "Trust me, this is more than I used to eat," I said and decided to sit on the couch. The other two wouldn't want me sitting near them, let alone next to them.

I ripped the wrapper off the bar and took a bite out of it.

   "So what's on the agenda today, boss?" Zeb asked. Kanan stroked his beard in thought.

   "Well," he started," I think we need to go on a supply run and the next city isn't to far from where we are." Zeb silently nodded as Kanan walked off to the cockpit with Hera. I stayed in my spot and could hear quiet conversation between Sabine and Zeb.

   I felt so...out of place, like I didn't belong here. Yet, at the same time it feels right.

   Sabine and Zeb treat me like yesterday's garbage while Hera and Kanan treat me like a normal person. It was strange, they were strange, like some kind of broken family in a way.

   I glanced over at Zeb and Sabine who were still talking. I wish I knew what they were talking about and why they treat me the way they do. Sabine looked over Zeb's shoulder and shot a glare that could kill. I immediately turned away wondering what I did wrong for her to hate me the most.

   "Ezra," I turned towards the cockpit door to see Kanan standing there. "Mind if we have a word with you?" He asked, gesturing to inside the cockpit. I stood and walked into the room. Hera was driving while Kanan took his seat in the passenger's seat. I sat in the seat that I slept in and waited, wondering what was going on.

   "Why did you want to come and help us? You knew the dangers but you stayed anyway, " Kanan continued, "We are just curious why you wanted to come."

   I sat here thinking if I should tell them my reasoning for joining in the hunt for the cure. My mind was set and so I told them, "My parents."

   "What about your parents?" Hera asked, knowing that it was a touchy subject.

   "They...died when I was seven from the virus," I said, looking down at my lap. I wanted to tell them that my parents turned but didn't want them to think less of me. I had to live without knowing if they were still prowling the land as creatures or died somehow.

   "I just want to help others that fell to the virus, I guess," I added, shrugging.

   The two went silent.

   "Why are you looking for the cure? I mean, I know that you are rebels and help people but there had to be some kind of reasoning," I said, awkwardly looking up at the two.

   They shared a glance before Kanan looked back at me. "I didn't care at the time until Hera helped me."

   "Hera?" I asked and she hummed in acknowledgement. "What about you?" I continued, "I'm guessing you are the one that rallied this group together?"

   The woman stayed silent before setting the RV on autopilot. She swiveled in her chair to face me. "Hope, I have hope." She said, removing her googles and brushing away the curtain of bangs. It revealed her forehead with two healed deep scars going across. My eyes widen when realizing that they were Infected scratch marks but healed.

   "These scars give me hope that there is a way to cure the incurable," she said, putting her googles back on her forehead .

   "How? How did it heal?" I asked. Hera opened her mouth to answer but then something started to beep.

   "Approaching our destination," she said, going back to drive. Kanan gestured for me to follow and I did just that.

   "Ok," he started, "Sabine and Zeb, you both one half of the list. Ezra and I will take the other half. Hera and Chopper are going to get gas for the Ghost." I was shocked that he included me to go on the supply run. Yet, I had a bad feeling about this.

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