This might be sad, just warning you now and maybe a little unrealistic at times oops
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    Hera Syndulla let out a deep sigh, as she watched Sabine, Ezra and the rest of the rebellion celebrate, the Empire had just fallen.

   The Twilek pilot couldn't bring herself to celebrate. The teens (who weren't really teens anymore) were so happy that they forgot what this win had cost them... two of their dearest friends and family members, Kanan Jarrus and Garazeb Orellios.

   Hera couldn't forget it. She missed them too much. Of course, sabine and Ezra missed them too, but nothing compared to Hera.
The Twilek liked to convince herself sometimes, that they weren't dead, that they were just on a missiom off world. She knew it was a lie, but in all honesty, it made her feel a bit better.
But no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't hide the truth.

    Her husband, Kanan Jarrus had sacrificed himself to save her. It Hera felt extremely guily for it. Hera couldn't stop herself from thinking, If she hadnt rushed into battle... if she had just watched her surroundings better... maybe if she had just done SOMETHING different... Kanan still would be here. She loved him, and she missed him more than anything.

    Her close friend, brother, sometimes even son like figure, Garazeb Orellios, had died in an explosion. Sabine had set one off, and Zeb didnt get out in time. Sabine blamed herself for months, while In reality, it wasn't her fault, Zeb had tried to save some viligers from the blast, but none of them made it either. Hera despised this. She knew that Zeb deserved a heros death. He had always been there for her and everyine else on the crew, even when he didn't have to be. Even though he looked mean at times, he was really just a big softy deep down. Hera missed him too.

    She could see their faces, how proud they would be right now, of they were still here. They hadn't fought for nothing. They hadnt died  for nothing.

    Hera reacher for the bag next to her and grabbed it. She took out two things, the lightsaber that belonged to the man she loved, and the bow rifle that belonged to her brother figure. She stared at them for awhile. She knew that their sacrifices were necessary for the rebellions win, but her heart still hurt.
 
   Even still,  She imagined an alternate ending, where they are still here. They are out in the celebration,  the entire crew, laughing, talking, drinking and having a good time.

   But this would never happen because they are dead. Kanan and Zeb are dead. Theyre gone. Hera glanced over at ezra and sabine.

Gone, but never forgotten.

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Yeesh there might be a whole lot of mistakes in this because its like 11:33 and I'm exhausted, but I really wanted to write something before I go to bed because today was my birthday and also why not.

Lol anyway its been forever since I updated this soooo yeaaa

Anyway, sorry if this is really bad, I kinda rushed, but I hope you enjoyed XD