Star Wars: Rebels
by rebel_wren
After having Jacen, Hera's nightmares just get worse and worse. One night, she happens to wake Sabine up after a particularly bad one.
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**Author's Note:**
> Divided is on a bit of a hiatus right now, if you haven't noticed. It's definitely not abandoned, I have so much planned and outlined for it, and I even have Chapter 15 half-written. It's just that it's at roughly a halfway point (possibly a little less than half) and I wanted to give myself a break. In addition, my personal life has been crazy busy too... > > In the meantime, I'll be writing these short little ficlets again. I've got a big list of ficlet ideas on my phone that I've been slowly narrowing down. (I've also got a big list of longer fics on there too to write, and *gasp* even some non-Star Wars fic ideas!), and I want to get through them more. > > And if you aren't reading Divided, then I guess you can just ignore all of this. I hope you enjoy this little ficlet!
_ Just take a deep breath. _
_ They said this might happen. _
_ You get nightmares all the time anyway. _
Hera leaned against the kitchen counter in the _ Ghost _ , and took a small sip of the glass of water she’d poured, trembling as she sat it back down.
_ But they’ve never been this bad. _
She could still feel the sweat on her forehead, and wiped at it with the sleeve of her pajamas.
Nightmares had been one of the only consistent things in her life for years now. They never varied too much- a mission going wrong, a ship failing on her in the air, being cornered by Imperial agents, Maul invading her mind again.
Losing a member of her family.
_ That one was real. _
Hera bit the inside of her lip. That was the last thing she needed to think about after the nightmare she just had.
It had been particularly vivid. She was captured by Thrawn and Pryce again, but this time with Jacen right with her. They’d ripped his tiny, green-haired form from her arms as he cried and screamed for her. She’d been powerless to stop them while they-
“Hera?”
Hera was jolted from her thoughts when she heard Sabine’s voice. She quickly tried her best to compose herself.
“Hey, it’s late. What are you doing up?”
Sabine raised an eyebrow, and folded her arms. “I was just about to ask you the same thing.”
Hera forced a smile. “I just needed a drink. Remember, the doctors said I should make sure I stay hydrated after having the baby.”
Sabine looked Hera up and down, with the same look she got when she was comprehending the layout of a building.
“Didn’t they also say you could get nightmares?”
Hera nodded, and couldn’t help but chuckle a little bit. “You see right through me.”
“So,” Sabine said, pulling over two stools, sitting on one of them. “What happened?”
“Sabine.”
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Emotional Hurt/Comfort · Mentions of Pregnancy/Birth · Mentions of canon character death · Mentions of other characters - Freeform· +6 more