Summary: Hera and Kanan are missionaries and foster parents who have helped many people around the country, but when they meet and decide to foster Ezra Bridger, a runaway orphan, they're in for a whirlwind of trouble. With the threat of the "Inquisitor", the greatest missing person detective, on their trail, will they be able to keep Ezra or have to surrender him to the Orphanage he so dearly hates?

As you know, I don not own Star Wars: Rebels.

SWR Modern AU

Chapter 1: Thief

"Hey kid! Give that back!"

Sabine yells something from behind me. I turn around to see a kid in an orange jumpsuit trying to wrestle a food pack from her. I sigh and walk over to the fight. They're both on the ground now trying to get the pack for themself. "Kid," I say and they both stop to look at me. "We're trying to help people. I'd be great if you didn't steal our stuff," I say sternly. The kid looks up at me, electric blue eyes widening to the fact that I tower over him. With a defiant light in his eyes, he sudenly rips the pack out of Sabine's hands and runs down a nearby alley.

Sabine looks at me annoyedly and gestures to the alley as I offer a hand to help her up, "Why would you let him go? We need to go after him!"

"It's alright Sabine. He obviously needed it more," I reply loudly with the intent of the pair of blue eyes watching from the alley hearing me.

Turning back to the newly opened box of food packs, I pack it up while saying to Sabine, "Alright let's get the rest of these loaded up." She answers me with an angry huff, blowing her bangs out of her face.

I pick up the box and put it on the Ghost, aka what Hera likes to call our car. A loud noise tears through the air. It was a police siren screaming this way. "Come on, Sabine!" I yell over the approaching clamor. "Let's get the rest of these loaded up and get outa here!"

She nods in response and picks up two more boxes to add to her already high stack.

'I hope this isn't about us.' I think to myself as I load the last of the boxes. The thing is, Hera and myself are registered foster parents, which means we can house a kid for a while instead of them staying with Child services. But what we aren't registered as is an organization that helps distribute food and essentials to those who need it, even though we continue to do it. And therefore, the police don't really like us. Especially since that one time they arrested me for handing out "drugs", which were only food and med packs, to people on the street. On second thought, maybe doing that at night was not such a good idea...

As the sirens continued to get louder, old man Joe walked up to me, his old cell phone in his hand. "I hope that boy wasn't giving you trouble, Kanan," he says finishing with a cough.

"No, Joe. It was fine. He just decided that he needed to take some stuff without asking," I finish, starring are the phone in his hand.

I'm about to ask him if he was the one that called the police when he answers my question for me, "Oh. You should really protect your stuff better. Ya know, in order to keep doin' what you're doin'," he says with a chuckle. "Well now I almost feel bad about callin' the police. Heh, but you shouldn't let sewer rats push you around."

"Heh. Thanks Joe, but next time could you maybe not do that. Ya know, the law isn't really on our side and we should probably get goin-" I'm abruptly cut off by a scream followed by policemen yelling,' Hey kid get back here!', 'Stop!', and 'Drop your sling shot!'.

'Sling-shot? Now that sounds interesting!'

The commotion sounded like it was coming from the alleyway the boy had ran down. I look back at Sabine who was leaning against the side of the Ghost. "Looks like trouble," she says. She takes an exasperated sigh before speaking again, "You're gonna go, aren't you-" I don't get the chance to hear the rest of her monologue as I am already running towards the sound of the yelling and sirens.

Of course I have to leave it on a cliff-hanger! Don't worry though! The next Chapter will be up soon! Just so you guys know, this will loosely follow the plot of the show. If you have any questions, ideas, or criticism feel free to comment or message! This is my first story up on here so any and all criticism is welcome. Have a great day/night/afternoon! ~Skyler