Ezra POV. four days later.
I collapsed to the door as the trooper removed the magnetic restraints, gasping. "I'll be back tomorrow, have a good night. Hahaha." He said, the door closing behind him. I had spent the last few days studying the lock through the force, today was the day. In two hours, the guards will change. I will have a two minute window to get out. But something happened. I found out that they are holding a rebel pilot next to my cell. I'm gonna have to help him. I sat on the ground, meditating. I could feel the pilots life, he was hurting. No one else was in the cell. I meditated, slowly and quietly resetting the locks. I heard the two troopers walk away, change time. I jumped up and used the force to open the door. The two troopers were gone. I sidestepped to the cell next to me. I opened the door, to see a surprised pilot. "Come on." I whispered. She nodded and ran out after me. I closed the doors and we ran off. I jumped into a storage room. Full of helmets and weapons. "Get a weapon." I said. The pilot looked at me, holding a blaster. "Who are you?" She asked, looking me over. I remembered I didn't have on any thing over my torso. "Ezra. Ezra Bridger." I said. Looking around for my gear. "The Ezra Bridger? The voice of hope?" She asked. I paused with the top of my body glove on. "Yeah, that's me." I said. "You inspired me to join the rebellion. Thank you. Your a good man." She said. I clipped on my gauntlets. "Thanks." I answered. I holstered my blaster. "That's a nice blaster." I said. "Birthday gift. From my girl friend." I said. She nodded. "Where is it?" I asked no one. "What?" She asked. "My light saber." I said. "Is this it?" She asked, holding out the saber. "Yeah, thanks." I answered. I picked up a rebel pilot helmet that was in my pile of stuff. "Here." I said. She put it on.  "Follow me." I said as I walked to the door. The hanger is actually really close to the cell block. That's stupid. We ran down the halls, dodging troopers. "Red alert. Two prisoners loose. Red alert. Shoot to injur, kill if needed." Said the intercom. I looked at the pilot. "Run." ((Note: and the beat drops. XD)) we sprinted down the hall, past troopers, blasting at them. In the hanger I saw a shuttle. "Can you fly that?" I asked. She grinned. "Yeah." We ran to it. "Get the engines started, I'll cover you." I said. She nodded and ran into the ship. I drew my saber. Blocking shots. A familiar figure came to the front, dual wielding blaster pistols. The ship began to rise. "See ya jumper!" I yelled as the door closed. The ship flew out of the hanger and we immediately entered light speed. "That was to easy." I said. She shook her head. "That was pretty hard." I rolled my eyes. I sat next to her in the copilot a seat. "What's your name?" I asked. She turned her chair to face me, removing the helmet. "Breha. The pilots call me Rey though." She said. I extended my arm. "Well, Rey, nice to meet you." I said. She shook my hand.

Sabine. POV
I paced around in my room. What do we do? "Grrrr!" I growled, frustrated. I stood up and walked to the nose gun. I stood, not doing anything. This place is my home. I remembered something Ezra had said. "The stars are jealous." I looked around. The stars, shining bright. It was interrupted by an imperial shuttle exiting hyperspace. "Hera, we got company." I said over the comm. "I see it specter 5" she said. I was about to open fire when a hologram appeared before me. "Lieutenant Breha. Rebel alliance. Hold your fire."  The woman said. "Prove it." Hera responded. I almost exploded with joy when Ezra walked into the shot. "Believe us now?" He asked, smirking. "Ezra!" I yelled over comm. he smiled. "Permission to dock, specter 2." He said. "Come aboard." She responded. The ship flew out of view as I jumped up and made my way to the air lock. The ship shock as they docked. The door opened and I sprinted at the color full Jedi.

Ezra POV.
the door opened and the next thing I knew Sabine was sprinting at me. She jumped and wrapped her legs around my waist, and arms around my neck. I held her thighs and the next thing I new, our lips were locked together, for several, passionate, seconds. She pulled back. "Well, maybe I should leave more often if that's my punishment." I said, chuckling. "Next time it's a slap on the face." She warned. I nodded, and set her down. The whole crew stood there, watching us, chopper recorded it. Our faces turned red and we both scratched our necks. "Good to have you back." Kanan said. "And I'm not going to welcom you back like Sabine did." He said. I blushed even deeper. "Well, it's good to be back. Oh, Kanan. After all that has happened, I'm gonna need a beer." I said. They all laughed," me to." Breha said. "Who said I was joking?" I asked. They all laughed a little more. Sabine looked at me again. "Are you okay?" She asked. I shook my head. "How bad?" She asked. The crew stopped laughing. "Pretty bad." Breha and I said at the same time. "Show us." She said. "Let's go to a bigger area first. Where we can sit down." I said. They followed me to the common room. I unbuckled the plates and pulled off the torso of the glove. Hera covered her mouth, Zeb's eyes widened, and chopper jumped back. Kanan and Sabine just stared at my blood covered body. "About that beer. You do need one." Kanan said. Hera walked up to me, looking at all the scars. Her eyes landed on the Phoenix. "Yeah. Did it my self." I said. She looked
At me. "Reminder." I said. She sat down. "You had it worse when you were younger than we realized." She said. "A lot." I answered. Sabine came back, holding bandages. "Let's get you fixed up." She said. I followed her to the gunners booth. I sat down, I held out my arm and she began to wrap it. She finished and began to wrap the my shoulder, like a sash. She finished and I stood. I put my arm around her shoulder. "The one thing that is wrong with this. Is a star is missing." I said. She looked at me, confused. "How can you tell?" She asked. I grinned. "Because she's standing beside me."  I said. She blushed slightly and lay her head on my shoulder.

Outside the shuttle.

A lone probe droid drifted from the shuttle and clamped onto the Ghost. It began transmit the signal. But no one knew.