Really guys? Ok but no seriously thank you for all the support. I Kriffing love you all! Ok, I'm off to Yavin IV, comm if you need me!

Hello everyone! Sorry again for the wait! Chapter 13 is here, another fairly short one but hopefully it lives up to you expectations. I'm so glad I was able to get this out for Rebels Remembered! Huge thanks as always to everyone who reads and leaves kudos/comments. It means a ton. And a special shout out to my pals in the Kalluzeb fandom for keeping stoked to write. I'm still in love with this story and these characters and I hope that's evident in the writing. Feel free to chat with me in the comments or here on Tumblr, thanks for reading!

So was I just supposed to realize the Fulcrum symbol was Ahsoka's face markings from childhood? Y'all were just gonna let me figure that out on my own?

Chapter 12 is up! The fic lives!

Cracked out 4k+ words in a new scene for my kalluzeb fic because insomnia is a bitch and I've lost control of my life. So question: do you want to see it now or should I just stick it where it goes when I get to that point?

So my husband's been playing Star Wars Jedi Fallen Order and well my hand slipped:

4 ABY

Zeb and Alex sat in the kitchen of their home on Lira San enjoying a quiet cup of caffe before their children woke up for the day. Zeb watched his husband over the rim of his mug as he took one last large gulp. 

Swallowing he asked, "Anymore ships stopped in at the new transit hub that just got built you know of?"

Alex shook his head, "Not since that monstrosity from Latero came in the other day."

Zeb laughed gruffly, "That 'monstrosity' is a Lateron luxury yacht."

Alex drained his mug and shrugged, "It's ugly."

Zeb stood and took both of their mugs to the sink, "You're just hung up on freighters."

Alex crossed the room to join his husband, slowly wrapping his arms around Zeb's waist, "And whose fault is it that I'm so fond of a certain freighter? Hmm?"

Zeb leaned forward pressing their lips together and kissing him before grinning, "Hera's?"

Alex leaned back and swatted Zeb's chest playfully. He was about to say something else but a shrill cry rang through the house suddenly. 

Alex sighed, "Ziri's awake. I better go get him up before he drives his sister to distraction."

"Good thinking," Zeb smiled stroking his husband's cheek quickly, "I'll start on breakfast."

He watched his love turn and walk out of the kitchen before setting about preparing his children's meal. Just as he was finishing chopping up some fruit, there was a knock at the front door. It wasn't loud, but it was persistent, grabbing Zeb's attention. 

Wiping his hands he called, "Comin'! One minute!"

He entered the main room at the same time as Alex who was carrying Ziri, their year old son. Hearing the continued knocking Alex mused, "Who could that be? Ziri did you invite friends over?" Alex tickled the kit's stomach eliciting a chirping giggle. Zeb grinned at the kit before moving across the room to open the door.

"Hul-lo?" Zeb greeted the empty porch. He moved to look out the door and nearly fell as a droid darted through the doorway and between his feet. 

Alex instinctively stepped back and moved Ziri away from the droid despite the kit's insistent attempts to grab at it.

"No baby," Alex cautioned before turning to his spouse, "Garazeb? Where did this...BD unit I believe it is...come from?"

Zeb shrugged scratching his head as he watched the droid circle his mate and his child, all the while beeping frantically. At that moment their daughter entered the main room rubbing one eye and yawning. "Morning," she yawned. Addressing Zeb she beamed, "Papa I dressed me!" As if to emphasize this, the kit spun in a circle, holding the edge of her dress out in front of her. Before Zeb could do more than grin, she stopped spinning and caught sight of the droid, "Oooh! He's so cute! Dada can we keep him? He's just like Chop-Chop!"

Alex huffed from his spot where he was still being circled by the droid, "We most certainly are not. Chopper is bad enough when he's here."

Zeb laughed gruffly, "Aww c'mon! I bet Chop would like a little buddy." No sooner than Zeb had finished speaking, the droid stopped its investigation of Alex's feet and dashed back out the door Zeb had left open. 

The toddler immediately followed after giggling, "Wait for me!" 

Zeb just failed to grab her as she scampered past him. Looking back at Alex and Ziri he sighed, "I'll get her, one minute." Running out after her he yelled, "Lydal Wren Orrelios you get your behind back here!"

He needn't have yelled though. Both the kit and the droid had stopped just a few yards from the edge of the porch. The BD unit had begun spinning in circles again, this time emitting a patterned series of beeps. Lydal stood by watching and giggling. Both Zeb and Alex, still holding Ziri, watched from the porch for a few moments.

Suddenly a voice called out from down the dirt road, "There you are! I wondered where you'd gone!" 

The BD unit sped off to meet the owner of the voice, a human of average height and build from what Zeb could see, with reddish brown hair. When he'd come a bit closer the droid proceeded to scale his back where it settled hanging on to the poncho the man wore. 

"Comfy?" The man asked. The BD unit chirped in response. "Good," the man grinned. 

He turned to the kit and was about to address her when Zeb called out, "Lydal, come inside love."

This drew the man's attention up to the house. Raising an arm in greeting, he smiled at Zeb who'd stepped down from the porch, "Good morning! Could you possibly help me with something?" 

"Depends," Zeb responded skeptically as he scooped up his daughter, "What is it you need?"

The man nodded slowly, "I'm looking for someone. Mr. …?"

"Orrelios," Zeb supplied. 

"Captain!" Lydal chirped and both adults smiled.

"Once upon a time my little love," Zeb agreed rubbing her back continuing, "Both my mate and I, but we're retired now. We have a family," Zeb nodded to indicate Alex who was coming down the path to join them, but the man didn't seem to notice. 

"You were both captains?" The man asked clearly getting excited. Zeb nodded as the man continued, "Rebellion captains? Then you definitely know the person I'm looking for."

"Well if you give me a name I can try to help you out," Zeb answered as he turned and walked up the path to meet Alex and handed Lydal off to him.

The man followed and seemed about to respond until he stopped in his tracks, eyes glued on Alex. Zeb turned to look at him and then, taking in his expression, turned to Alex. To his surprise Alex appeared to be in a similar state of shock staring back at the man. Neither moved or spoke for several moments. 

Finally, Alex found his voice asking, "Cal? Is it really you?"

Cal smiled nodding, "Hey big brother. Long time huh?"

A demisexual kalluzeb mood board courtesy of my new found obsession with Canva, enjoy!

Zeb anyone?

So who saw the Lore Reloaded vid on the Lothal Spectres? I need to talk to someone about it!

Garazeb Orrelios and Alexandr Kallus from Star Wars Rebels are demisexual. Happy Ace week to my favorite space aces!

Sneak peek of ch 12

A mirthless laugh fell from Zeb's lips, "And you know what? It's not gettin' any easier. Might not ever, because I can't change what happened. But I can make sure it doesn't happen again, and by the Ashla I'm gonna." 

With that Zeb closed the gap between them and moved past Alexsandr shoving him roughly. Alexsandr was so surprised by the exchange and the following impact, he couldn't brace himself properly. He ended up flat on his back in the dirt with the wind knocked out of him. Looking up half a moment later, he saw Ezra and Sabine standing over him. He continued to lay there blinking slowly as they knelt down to help him sit up.

"I know we're doing that whole no swearing thing with the baby coming and all," Ezra started gripping Alex's hand tightly as he pulled him into a sitting position, "but what the sith was that about?"

Alexsandr grinned, "I won't tell Hera you swore as long as you keep quiet about that little interaction, deal?" He turned to Sabine who had busied herself dusting his jacket off and brushing his hair, "Dear girl," he smiled taking her hands in his, "Darling Bine, I'm fine, seriously, thank you."

She pursed her lips in frustration, "Nothing about that was fine Alex. Zeb has a serious problem."

Alexsandr sighed, "I'm afraid you're right. And I think his problem is me."

Ezra shook his head, "I don't think so. You heard him, he clearly thinks what happened is somehow his fault."

Alexsandr shook his head, "But that's simply not true. Unless he thinks...Karabast!" Alexsandr's eyes widened, "Garazeb thinks the baby being half Lasat caused my miscarriage." He reached out to both Ezra and Sabine somewhat frantically, "Help me up, quickly! I need to prove him wrong, he has to know he's not at fault. Oh Garazeb,beautiful fool Lasat."

Sabine and Ezra shared confused looks as they hauled Alex to his feet. Ezra asked, "Exactly how do you plan on proving him wrong?" 

"For starters I'll go back to all the research you did months ago," Alexsandr replied, "There has to be something in there I can at least use as a start." 

Straightening his jacket Alexsandr moved to take a step forward only to have his right leg collapse under him and throw him to the ground again. Pain surged through the entire limb unlike any he'd felt before. Fighting to stay conscious he tried to speak only to have a moan escape his lips. Ezra and Sabine were back at his side in an instant and he didn't hesitate to grip both hands he was offered. 

"Alex, what happened," Sabine cried, "What's wrong?"

Gritting his teeth against the pain he answered, "Feels like my leg is broken all over again. It just went out from under me." He cut off in a groan instinctively curling in on himself.

Sabine moved closer pillowing his head in her lap. Turning to Ezra she ordered, "Go and get a medic, explain what's happened. I'll stay with him." Ezra nodded before heading off leaving Sabine to do her best to soothe Alexsandr, running her fingers through his hair and rubbing his back. 

A short time later a familiar voice cut the haze of Alexsandr's pain, "Well if it isn't my favorite frequent flyer." Alexsandr cracked an eye open to see the medic he'd dealt with in the past approaching with a repulsorlift. As he was lifted off the ground he attempted a smirk, "Remind me of your name kid."

The medic laughed, "It's Whil, Captain Kallus sir."

Alexsandr nodded stiffly, "Alex will suffice I assure you. Always seem to be around when I need you, good man Whil." And with that he promptly lost consciousness. 

A short time later Alexsandr had been brought into a room in the medbay. Bev was looking over a scan of his leg, her brow furrowing more and more every second. Sabine and Ezra were sat on either side of Alexsandr's bed each still holding one of his hands. They waited quietly for Bev to speak. 

"I don't think this should even be possible," the doctor breathed.

"Is that like this is so great it shouldn't even be possible?" Ezra asked hopefully. One look at her face gave him his answer, "Shab," he murmured, turning to Alex who remained unconscious in the bed.

"Alexsandr's leg is broken," Bev began slowly, "There are several breaks, two in the lower leg, one in each bone and one in the femur." She paused and allowed that to sink in before asking, "What was he doing just before this happened?"

Ezra chimed in before Sabine could stop him, "Nothing! He'd been sitting on the ground and I pulled him to his feet. He tried to take a step and collapsed."

Bev nodded, her mind obviously working quickly, "And he'd been sitting on the ground because?"

Ezra's eyes went wide, "Huh? Oh he, heh he fell when uh…," he dropped his gaze mumbling, "When Zeb pushed him down."

"Alexsandr and Captain Orrelios fought?" Bev asked her voice rising, "He's not been cleared for that sort of thing!"

Sabine jumped in at this point, "Ma'am they weren't sparring, Zeb got angry and shoved him."

"Sabine!" Ezra yelled.

"What would you have me do? Lie?" Sabine  cried indignantly, "These are our friends Ezra, our family! I can't just sit by and watch them hurt each other!" Sabine sat back wiping a tear from her eye. Suddenly she felt her other hand being gripped. Looking over she saw Alex smiling softly at her with tears in his own eyes. 

"Thank you Bine," Alexsandr whispered, "I appreciate that more than you can know." Turning to Bev he cleared his throat roughly and addressed the doctor, "Bev am I on a terribly large dose of pain medication?"

She nodded, "Not the highest possible but I thought it appropriate given the circumstances."

Alexsandr sighed, "I was afraid of that."

Bev turned back to his chart asking, "Is there a problem? You don't have any drug allergies we're aware of."

Alexsandr shook his head, "Not allergies per se, more intolerances." When she didn't seem to understand he clarified, "By and large pain medication has no effect on me other than clouding my judgement or knocking me out completely. But as far as treating the pain, nothing works."

She crossed her arms and stared at him head on, "Alexsandr are you...as far as you know, intolerant to any other types of medication?"

He laughed quietly before it ended in a groan, "Medics on the ships I served with always commented I didn't take to Bacta very well. One even said something to the effect that it might stop working on me one day."

Bev stood quietly for a moment before muttering, "Welcome to one day."

Alexsandr attempted to sit up straighter only to cry out when that caused the pain in his leg to spike, "Bev are you actually telling me my leg re broke itself?"

She nodded again, "In both areas."

"Well that at least makes sense," Alexsandr reasoned, "The break I got on Bahryn was clean across both bones."

"And your femur?" Bev asked, "There's no mention of that happening anywhere in the medical history we have on you." She'd been looking at his chart again but when Bev looked back up at Alexsandr he'd gone completely white. "Alex? Are you alright?"

Ezra and Sabine had moved closer to Alex when they saw the color leave his face so they heard his reply before Bev, "Onderon. Saw Gerrera's Lasat mercenary broke my leg and left me for dead after he killed my platoon on Onderon."

Apologies I haven't finished this chapter yet and I'm not sure when I will. Tell me what you think of this and if you haven't started The Continued Adventures of the Warrior and the Child, go check it out! Also, if you want me to start a tag list for fic updates let me know. Until next time dear readers!