《Ezrabine/Sabezra vol1》Love never dies
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"Sabeeeen" "what?" "Sabeeeeeenuh" "what is it Ezra?"
then...he dropped
In a singsong voice
"Ezraaa" "hm?" "Ezzraaa" "hey bine what're you up to" "it's time to get uuuuhp" "help me up" Ezra extends his hand as Sabine stands up to grab Ezra's hand suddenly, Ezra reaches forward and pulls on Sabine's arm as she lost her balance and fell in his arms "welcome home" said Ezra "glad to be back" said Sabine, she then put both of her hands on his chest and says "where's your tunic Ezra?" "I don't sleep with it on it's too hot" he said "well you picked a good time not to" said Sabine, a toothy smile slowly slipped onto her face as Ezra pulled her closer to him in a tight embrace "what time is it Sabine?" asked Ezra "around five thirty in the morning" said Sabine Ezra knew that this meant that nobody else was awake "why do you want to get up so early" he asked "i didn't" said Sabine "I just wanted to see you" "good call" replied Ezra they lied there until Hera's alarm awoke them from a short sleep "guess it really is time to get up huh?" said Ezra "yeah but we'll just get to eat before they do" replied Sabine as Ezra got up, she noticed the scars from the many times he had suffered in order to protect those he loved and cared for.
"are you ready to eat Sabine?" asked Ezra "cuz i don't really feel like eating anything right now" "nah we can skip breakfast and have a good lunch in town i'm not that hungry either" "good do you want to walk in the fields for a little while before they miss us?" "sure,but why don't you and Zeb sleep on the bunks anymore?" "it's because he hates the smell the bacta makes after it heals someone he says the smell keeps him awake at night, although i don't know how" "maybe he's just different right?" "what are you trying to say Sabine?" "weeelll i like the smell of bacta when it's used it's smell reminds me of cashiack trees on Mandalore" "ah well we better get going before they get up i should put on my tunic and you should get your jumpsuit on we desperately need to get you a new one the one you have is rather small for your body we can go downtown later and have you measured for a new one to be tailored for you" "why do you always think of other people instead of yourself it is almost annoying how you know everyone's individual need before they know it and plus I don't have the credits to buy a new one" "don't worry bine i've got you covered" as he closed the door behind her.
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"you know Ezra you don't have to buy me a new jumpsuit" said Sabine "it's my pleasure Sabine perhaps you will do something for me when you see it before it comes like I do" "you know Ezra that's why I love you" "i love you too Sabine and never forget that when i'm old or when i'm lost remember that the fire is out but still it burns"
"the measurements are complete and the suit should be ready in as little as a half hour Mr.Bridger" "thank you and how much will this be in total?" "uhhh do you want to know?" "not really here's my card take as much as it costs are we clear?" "yes sir of course sir"
"don't come into my room in the morning to wake me up I need to meditate for a little while in order to clear my mind and focus on things that are important okay bine?" said Ezra "of course" said Sabine "i know that you have to focus on your mind and clear the things that are important I need to fix my speeder-bike anyway, so goodnight Ez" then Ezra pulled Sabine into a hug and kissed her gently on the forehead "goodnight Sabine I love you"
The window creaked open ever so slightly as the entity entered the room, he immediately grabbed Ezra's weapon that he always kept close by at all times as Ezra's eyes opened "hello demon" said Ezra "hello Jabba, remember that one?" said the demon "yes and I am not afraid of you demon"replied Ezra "why won't you call me by my name Bridger?" asked the entity "because you don't deserve a name" replied Ezra "oh really?" asked the demon "if i don't deserve a name than you can just call me Maul" "just great"
The pain that Ezra endured was like no other he ever had before in ten hours time he had been shocked multiple times cut in the arms chest legs and back he was given multiple lethal doses of drugs that caused hallucinations, feelings of fire, and painkillers in the final hour Ezra was foaming at the mouth, spitting, cursing, and even growling at Maul while Maul filled his head with lies about Sabine how she had sold him out, how she abandoned him, how his pain was her pleasure, all this time Ezra used his entire being to calculate the truths and the lies to try and keep some of his sanity while the pain ate into him when the tenth hour had come Maul said to Ezra "now we must depart i have much to do and you have to recover so that one day i can kill you do you understand?" then, Ezra fainted
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Ezra was awake when Maul put him on the floor and Ezra stared at Maul with a high intensity, that is when Maul gave a yellow, toothy, smile that was sharp as daggers and said "bye bye little one" and fled in the day
While Ezra was tortured Sabine had been thinking of a way to pay Ezra back for the gift he had given her, so she eventually decided to decorate his speeder-bike with the Lothal logo before he was awake, she was halfway through when Ezra came into the room...
"Sabeeeen" "what?" "Sabeeeeeenuh" "what is it Ezra?"
then...he dropped
Sabine turned to see Ezra believeing that he was being dramatic because she was painting his speeder-bike "Ezra, just because it looks bad doesn't mean you have to..." she stopped dead in her tracks when she saw the blood that covered Ezra's body she couldn't move due to the shock of such a sight, but she knew something she could do "HERA!! COME QUICK!!" at this moment the emotional pain was so overwhelming that she fell to the floor and bawled over Ezra's cut body when they came in, when they left, and when they were attending to him
she cried for days
Ezra stepped out of the bacta tank relishing the feel of his body that was chilled by the cool air in the medbay first he saw Hera, then Zeb, then Kanan, then Chopper, and as his eyes slowly scanned the room a figure was sitting alone in the corner weeping he slowly opened his mouth to utter his first words in days "Sabine" Sabine's head slowly lifted to meet the eyes of Ezra slowly she got up moved towards him and lifted her hand to touch his chest that was freshly riddled with scars, quickly Ezra pulled Sabine into an embrace "ahem" said Sabine "this isn't the time to do that" Ezra dissapointedly looked at Sabine and said "what do you mean?" Sabine looked him up and down and said "your quite exposed Ezra" Ezra's cheeks turned blood red as he looked down and saw he was wearing nothing but underwear and a harness "I see now" said Ezra with a cheeky smile
" I'm never letting you go Ezra" said Sabine "you'll have to"said Ezra "or i'll never get to give you your present" slowly Sabine looked at Ezra "you have a present for me?" asked Sabine "yes let me go get it for you" Sabine let go of Ezra enough to let him squrim his way out of her arms. When Ezra returned he was carrying two mugs one for Sabine, one for him "it will restore your strength" said Ezra, Sabine slowly put the mug to her mouth and drank, tears instantly sprang into her eyes "made from the blooms of the cashiack tree" said Ezra "i found them last time I was conscience" Sabine grabbed both sides of his head pulled him in and gave him a goodnight kiss
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