Okay I'm really sorry about the long breaks in between! I am so busy with school, sports, and work that I barely have time to keep up with my story. I went back to reread it and I'm trying my best to update, hopefully this chapter helps!

Kanan POV

"Well by the looks of this place, it's not just a safe house for the girl. Maybe this is one of numerous locations, but it seems to me like she lives here full time."

"I don't know Kanan, this place is pretty dusty, and she could seriously use a paint job in this place. Living here must get pretty boring."

"Well Sabine, you know perfectly well that beggars can't be choosers. I don't think she really stays here often, maybe this is just her main hideout or something."

Nodding to each other, we decided to search the safe house to get to know this mysterious Max. Looking around the small home of the young girl, everything seemed to be in a natural order of chaos. Objects of no importance were strewn around the dark quarters with no pattern, as if they were thrown down in a rush. Strolling through the tight room, that seemed to be the place she would relax in, I walked into an even smaller space that was clearly open for cooking, and looking to the right I saw a closed door. Opening it slowly, not wanting to be snooping but being curious about the girl who seemed to know Ezra, I opened the door to a small room with a bed propped next to the far wall, a short dresser for clothes, and a cracked mirror on the opposite side of the door.

"Hey Kanan, where do you think medical supplies would be in this place? I can't seem to find anything amongst all this stuff." Sabine spoke timidly, searching the living room for anything that could help us.

"I'm not sure Sabine, just look around while I scope out the place, I want to make sure we can trust this girl."

Sabine turned to me, her blasters out of their hostlers as she snooped around for supplies. "Kanan, I think we can trust her. I mean why would she even help us if she wasn't on out side. You heard her and Ezra, it sounds like the two of them know each other. I think that she'll do anything to make sure the kid is gonna be okay, especially since they have history together."

"I don't know Sabine, Ezra is pretty out of it right now. Maybe he was mistaken when he thought he recognized her. We could be walking into another trap."

Sabine walked over to me and placed a comforting hand on my shoulder and spoke softly, "Well I think she's trustworthy, look at this place. All of these objects, they're trophies of her survival. She's a female version of Ezra, so that mean's she isn't gonna trust us at first just like he did."

I nodded my head, knowing Sabine was right. Looking more closely at her bedroom, I saw that the stuff in here were better kept. Not everything was nice and pretty, but it was obvious they held meaning to her. Bloody helmets, scuffed up armor, small paintings in the corner, ripped articles of clothing. Sabine was right, everything in here was something that she held dear, and even though it wasn't a lot, they did resemble trophies in their own way.

"Hey Sabine, this place looks a lot like Ezra's tower when we first met him. Things thrown around that seem like trash to me but important to him, maybe they picked up those habits together."

"They were homeless orphans for an important time in their life, objects that seem meaningless to you and I probably are important to them."

"Yeah you're right, but let's get back to finding medical supplies to help Ezra. You move closer to the door in case we hear any noise outside so we can get them inside quickly."

"Kanan, see if you can get in touch with Hera. We're going to need her and the Ghost, and we haven't made contact in a while so she's probably freaking out." said Sabine.

"On it Sabine." Reaching for the com in my pocket, I flicked it on and attempted to reach our pilot. "Spectre 2 this is Spectre 1, do you copy?" After repeating the statement once more with no answer I began to worry. "Hera do you copy?" I asked forcefully, waiting to her a response.

"Kanan I'm here. Chopper and I were fixing a leak on the Ghost and didn't hear the com. Is everything going alright?" When will you be back?"

I sighed in relief, eager to get back to Hera and our version of normalcy. "Yeah we're okay Hera, we've hit a lot of bumps but it looks like things are starting to even out Prep the med bay for us when we get back, and be prepared for a quick getaway, I have a feeling we're gonna need one. We'll see you soon."

"Okay Kanan, be safe out there."

"We will."

Almost right after I said it, we both heard a keypad being used and the password being accepted, but the door never opened. Looking over at Sabine, we pulled our blaster pistols out and walked over to the door. Standing with our guards up, we heard a slam against the door and a groan, and I quickly threw open the door to see Ezra against the wall of the safe house and Max kneeling over a man in a black coat, a sharp knife held over his throat.

"Sabine, help out Max. I'll get Ezra inside and see if I can get him cleaned up."

"Got it Spectre 1."

Running towards Ezra, I gently scooped him into my arms, his dirty face falling into my chest as his arms and legs began to swing with my momentum. Racing towards the safe house, I used the force to unlock the door, not being able to free my hands from Ezra's body. Putting him onto a table Sabine and I had seen in the tight living room, I carefully laid the kid's body and went to find the medical supplies we were looking for.

Okay so now everyone's POV is basically in the same point, so now we can get more into the story! If you have any ideas just review and share I'd love to hear them!