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Return of the Padawan

See what I did there? ;)
This one is the sequel to Flashbacks, and I really felt the need for this one. It's been my birthday and I had to prepare for getting my yellow belt in martial arts, so sorry that I haven't been around. But have no fear, good citizens! I'm making it up to you. So here goes!

Sabine woke up with a yawn, shaking her head in bewilderment. She had been dreaming the same dream for a week now. Always the same: Ezra coming back. Saying some snarky comment or falling over. She internally cursed herself each time - since when did she dream about people other than her parents and the Academy?
But no. Ever since Lando came, Ezra and Kanan had been training constantly on that Fyrnock meteor. They had some new steps in Ezra's Jedi training to cover, but not in front of Lando. And Lando was making it impossible to train - that man got everywhere. Sabine double locked her room each night and booby trapped it with stink bombs, so paranoid was she.
But she was waiting for them to come back now. Waiting. Possible one of the most irritating and exasperating things there was. Sure, some things you had to be patient for. But waiting for people to come back? That was one she hated. They'd all had experience with people never returning - a silly thought when it came to Ezra. Ezra always came back, didn't he? Only now she started to have doubts. What was the matter with her? Woman up, Sabine! She thought, as she got herself ready. Go paint some stuff and take your mind off it!

It was about midday when she finally stopped painting the family portrait of all of them, Ezra right in the middle. Well, so much for taking my mind off of it! She groaned, as she saw her finished project - Kanan and Hera, their arms around each other, Zeb leaning on Chopper jokingly, and weirdest of all, Ezra's arm around her shoulder, laughing and cracking up as usual. They were all smiling - a rare event she wished would happen more often. These days, she only really smiled when Zeb, Ezra and Chopper were clowning around, or when she'd done a really good painting or even an explosion! Even Kanan and Hera being adorable together made her want to beam. Ezra had taught her one lesson for sure - it was better to laugh it off than stew over something for days. Have a sense of humour. It was his best defence, even after he got his lightsaber.
Suddenly, the sound she'd only dreamt about filled the hallway - the engine of the Phantom. Could it be?
Sabine didn't want to raise her hopes. Last time that happened, it ended up with her throwing nuts and bolts at Chopper for fooling her. Play it cool, hotshot.
But how could her heart not thump in her chest when she heard Kanan's deep voice congratulating Ezra as he exited the phantom. She went to hug her 'space dad' as she called him, an unusual move for her. Sabine didn't do hugs, normally. But Kanan hugged her back - he did find her, after all. He saved her.
And then she saw a familiar mop of bluey black hair, and an even more familiar grin cracked at her from stepping outside the Phantom.
She wanted to throw her arms around him too, but he restrained herself. Don't give him too many ideas all too soon.
He frowned mockingly, and his voice cracked slightly when he said, "What - no hug? I thought you missed me!"
Idiot boy, she thought giddily. Wow, giddily? Pull yourself together, girl!
Instead, she straightened, crossing her arms. "You're late," she said curtly, and he raised an eyebrow. "Sorry, sweetheart. Traffic was murder. You know how I am about rules and time limits."
She rolled her eyes as he skipped inside the Ghost, shouting, "Honey, I'm hoooome!"
But inside, her day got a thousand times brighter. Even Kanan smirked when he saw the beam that had unconsciously settled on her face, and that she quickly replaced with a nonchalant expression. "What? It's just good that you're both home, that's all."
He snorted and raised his eyes to the skies. "You tell yourself that, Sabine. He definitely thinks so too."

She couldn't help grinning, however, as she saw Ezra 'accidentally' stepping on Lando's feet as he went to say hi to Hera. Not could she stop when Zeb put him in a headlock for getting the big Lasat so worried.
"Easy there, big guy. Your best buddy is back now!"
All was well in the ghost again. Even more so when Ezra nodded and winked at her when he said he was going to fry Lando's backside with his lightsaber because the smuggler had tried messing with his helmets.
Maybe a dream is a fulfilment of a wish, she thought as she thanked all the stars in the galaxy for their safe return. Chopper gave his version of a hug and the blueprints of a new prank to Ezra, he'd warmed up to him so much.
After dinner, Ezra went to say goodnight to Sabine. He found her curled up with her  datapad, reading. She looked up at him and smiled - a really good expression on her. "Enjoy that headlock you got?" She asked him, and he shrugged. "What can I say? I told you guys I'd be back - it just took a little longer than I thought. Maybe too long for some people."
He looked at her meaningfully, and she sensed he wasn't just apologising to Zeb, but to her as well. She pushed him playfully to show there were no hard feelings.
"Ah, who cares? You came back. That's all that counts."
He stared at her, shocked, and then pointed a finger at her accusingly.
"Alright. Who are you and what have you done with Sabine Wren?" He asked, pretending to raise his lightsaber, and Sabine just laughed. Good to have you back, Bridger. Good to have you back.

So what did you guys think? I know, I know, but I am writing up your suggestions, an binge watching NCIS:LA has given me plenty of ideas (Densi shippers, you know to what I am referring. Do you see the similarities?!?!)
That's all for now. Comment, read and review folks! Imma write some more. Adios.

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