SABINES POV Today marks the day of 14 years... 14 years since Ezra had too leave. 14 years since the last time I saw him... No one knows where he was sent to. We haven't heard from him since he left either. What if he had died? What if he wasn't the loveable idiot we all know? Wat if he changed?! What if-

Sabine was lost in thought. She missed Ezra so much... though she'd never admit it because she was to stubborn.

As she was lost in thought, Kanan and Hera we're talking about the Spy problem they have been having.

Kanan: "Are you sure they need to be sent out here?"

Hera: "We have no choice. The Commander said this was non-negotiable." Hera and Kanan sigh.

Hera walked over to Sabine and put a hand on her shoulder. Jolting her out of her thoughts.

Hera: "People are coming today from...a highly trained unit to look at our... Mole problem."

Sabine nodded.

Rebel officer: "Captain Hera! Their ship has arrived." An officer spoke, Hera nodded to them and her and Sabine walked to the debriefing room.

In debriefing room

Now that everyone is gathered an officer walked in and saluted.

Officer: "W- Welcome the highly train unit..." he seemed nervous. Sabine took a mental note of it.

An elderly(Probably 57) walked in followed by a much younger(Most likely 26) man.

Admiral Clayd: "Hera. Thank you for welcoming us." he smiled and dipped his head in respect. The young man stood a bit behind, his arms behind his back.