"That bounty hunter was weird." Eights said to Sabine as they were in hyperspace.
"She was flirting with you." Sabine said.
"Really?" He asked her.
"Yes really." Sabine said and laughed.
"Oh she was cute." Eights said thinking it over.
"Do you think Ezra's ok?" She asked him, trying to change the conversation to something she actually cared about.
"I'm sure he's fine." Eights reassured her.
She hoped beyond hope that that was true.
-/-/-
"I have something that might resurface some old memories." Thrawn told him as he led the boy down the hall.
"What's that?" He asked Thrawn.
Thrawn pulled out a small electronic device from his pocket.
"What is that?"
"It's a memory chip."
"Nope not remembering anything." Ezra told him confused.
"I wouldn't worry about that." Thrawn said and Ezra felt something hit his arm.
"What was that?" He said and rocked back and forth.
"Another chance, young Bridger." Thrawn whispered.
"What's does that-" He started and slumped over meeting darkness.
"Take him to the lab and my orders still stand. Reprogram Ezra Bridger." Thrawn ordered though his comm as a few troops appeared to take him off.
"Reprogram Ezra Bridger." The words seemed to echo off the walls as they took him away.
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3 | Another Goodbye
Fanfiction"Without hope what chance do we have." *** "Sorry Ezra, I'm done." Sabine whispered into his ear and walked over to the Ghost. "Chopper set corse for Scarif we have some old friends to save." She told the droid getting in. "This time I'm moving on...
