Disclaimer: I do not own Star Wars Rebels, or anything related to Star Wars which is property of Lucasarts and Walt Disney Productions…

This is just going to be a short 3-4 chapter story to buy time till the next episode of the show, if you saw Call to Action you'd know why I'm waiting… if not, no spoilers from me! Enjoy the story!

Star Wars Rebels:

The Truth in the Lies

Chapter 1: Traitor?

It was just another day for the Lothal Rebel Cell. They snuck into an Imperial warehouse, caused some explosions, got picked up by the Ghost, and now making a few pinball hyperspace jumps around the galaxy to lose any Imps who may have tried to follow.

They have been on the move for over an hour now and Hera, Kanan and Zeb sat in the cockpit watching the twirling blue and black of the hyperspace wormhole. Zeb took a glance at the multicolored seat beside him. "Where are the kids?" he asked and the others finally noticed Ezra and Sabine's absence. "Sabine usually is here staring at the swirly colors. Don't see how any of you can just stare at it… pretty or not, it makes me nauseated…"

Kanan laughed at his friend and stood up. "Might be a good idea to make sure Ezra hasn't tried to disassemble Chopper again."

Hera snickered from her pilot's seat. "And he wonders why Chopper gives him such a hard time…" Hera shook her head then glanced to the Jedi and the Lasat. "He'll behave; Sabine won't let him do otherwise."

"Just like how she wouldn't let him skip training to do … whatever it is those two do when they're away from the ship together?" Kanan quirked an eyebrow.

"They're Kids, mate," Zeb laughed, "Tough as Sabine is, under that ugly armor is a girl not all that older than the Kid. She won't admit it but she loves having someone around her age to hang out with… even if he tries to charm her boots off."

Meanwhile in the Ghost's commons area, Ezra and Sabine sat together on the bench with his parents radio on the table. A rough recording with heavy static filled the air as the two teenagers turned dials and hit buttons trying to clear it up.

"Try turning the low frequency two points… grah…" Ezra half growled shaking his head. "No good…" He quirked an eyebrow when Sabine gave a little laugh. "What?"

"You've picked up your Jedi Master's frustrated growl," she pointed out with a wink.

"I have not…" Ezra half pouted, going back to focusing on his work. Then released the same frustrated growl that Kanan did when his patience was wearing thin, earning a giggle from the girl who was rapidly becoming his best friend.

"Can't you just like… use the Force to decode this thing?" Sabine asked, sitting back in on the bench seat, and absentmindedly throwing an arm around the back behind Ezra.

"The Force isn't some tool that fixes everything," Ezra shrugged, holding out his hand, levitating his tool from the far table. He noticed Sabine's smirk, "What? And besides… it doesn't work like that at all. If I knew exactly what buttons to hit, I could force press them. But I can't just magically pull the code out of my butt." He shook his head as he made a few tweaks on the radio with his tool. "I can't Jedi Mind Trick a machine either."

"Jedi mind trick?" Sabine asked curiously.

"Yeah, one of the dirty tricks in the Jedi bag. Pretty cool one too," Ezra said, focusing on his work, "Can dodge a fight if you make your opponent forget he was supposed to want to fight you, or make them think whatever you want them to think."

"Have you ever mind tricked me?" Sabine asked with a frown and narrowed eyes.

"Yup, that's how I made you fell in love with me," He smirked, earning an eye roll from the girl, "It only works on the weak minded, and believe me, I wouldn't even have to try to know you're anything but that."

"Bet Zeb could be tricked," Sabine laughed, moving into the box to tweak a few controls herself.

"No, didn't work," Ezra said, looking like he was close to getting the code, only to sigh in defeat.

"Wait, you tried to mind trick Zeb?" Sabine turned her attention back to the boy beside her.

Ezra hesitated a moment, "Yeah, make it worse he pretended for a minute, making me think it worked… boy did that back fire on me…"

Her eyes lit up as she put together when this all took place. "That was when he came in and made you a plate of dinner and brought it back to you in your room? Then dumped it on your head?" She asked seriously then broke out in a laugh that he couldn't help but smile at the warmth it brought him hearing it.

"Guilty," He laughed himself, "He got me good for it."

"What are you two up to?" Kanan asked as he entered the commons, with Hera, Zeb, and Chopper following behind.

"Ezra picked up an old Imperial coded message in between jumps last week and he's been obsessing with trying to crack it," Sabine answered.

"Me obsessing? You've been as neck deep in trying to get this thing figured out as me!" Ezra shook his head in disbelief.

"Whoever's obsessing, what do you got?" Kanan asked sitting down on a stool on the far side of the table.

"I think I've…" Ezra started, twisting a dial and jumping when Sabine nudged him. "I mean, I think WE'VE about got it…" Ezra blinked when the static left all together and he could hear a soft low-volume voice. He was so excited about breaking the code that he didn't notice Sabine stand up while holding her head with one hand.

"Wait… did you hear that?" Kanan said, moving closer. "Can you up the volume?"

Ezra turned up the volume and replayed it. Kanan sat back in shock while Hera covered her face in horror at what they heard. "Execute Order 66…"

"Order 66? What's that supposed to be?" Zeb asked blinking in confusion, everyone was focused on the radio and didn't notice Sabine's eyes glazing over as she stared at Ezra and Kanan.

Sabine felt lightheaded, dizzy, and her vision grew dark as if she was passing out, but she oddly didn't feel herself falling. Instead just before she lost all consciousness she could vaguely hear a scream and blaster fire…

- SW -

Sabine groaned as she slowly came around. If anything, it felt like she was suffering from a massive hangover. While she didn't have much experience with alcohol she did go a little overboard a few times before she joined up with Kanan and Hera's crew.

"Oh my head…" Sabine groaned without opening her eyes, she tried to move her arms to rub her head but suddenly realized her hands were cuffed to the top of a stretcher in the med bay. "Huh?" She asked, her eyes snapping open, seeing that her arms and legs both were restrained. "What's going on? Hera? Kanan? Ezra? Zeb? This isn't funny!"

"Know what's not funny, girl?" Zeb snarled walking around toward her bed, into her view. "Traitors. I used to hear Mandalorians only cared about the highest bidder. So, what was it, Wren, what was your price?" he asked with a look of pure disgust.

"What are you talking about?" Sabine asked shaking her head. "I'm not a traitor. I'd never do anything for them, and you know it!"

"I used to think you wouldn't," Zeb growled, "IF you make it off this ship I wonder if you can sleep at night… knowing how much that Kid thought of you and you…"

"Zeb, back off!" Kanan ordered from the doorway. "I need to talk to Sabine alone."

"You expect me to leave her alone with…" Zeb growled protectively.

"You're not, I'm here," Kanan said, placing a hand on his friend's shoulder, and Zeb reluctantly left the med bay.

"Kanan, I don't understand what's going on!" Sabine shook her head, and again fought against her restraints. "Why does Zeb think I'm a traitor!?"

Kanan frowned when it appeared that the girl was honestly frightened and confused.

"Do you honestly not remember what you did?" Kanan asked in a sad tone, leaning against the railing of her bed.

"The last thing I remember… Ezra and I broke the coded message, and… and… I don't remember anything else…" Sabine replied, "Kanan, what's going on? Tell me what's going on…"

"You really… don't remember…" Kanan closed his eyes and sighed.

"REMEMBER WHAT?!" Sabine was losing patience. "If this is some kind of prank…"

"It's no prank, Sabine…" Kanan shook his head, then glanced to the bed across from her.

Sabine followed his eyes and gasped when she saw Ezra lying deathly still, and it looked like his chest wasn't rising with breath. "Ezra! What happened to him?! Kanan?!" her wide brown eyes turned to the Jedi.

"What happened to him?" Kanan said, more than a hint of bitterness in his voice as he gazed at his Padawan. "You happened…" he said, and Sabine's eyes widened in horror. "You shot him."

To Be Continued…