Hey Everyone! I'm here with more Star Wars Rebels!

If some of you read my other stories, I am sorry for not updating. There was a problem. You know when your typing and you hand brushes a button that sends you back a page...well yea that happen to me. I tried saving before it went back a page but failed. It took forever to write that and now I'm pissed. So if any of you do read my stories, expect errors.

Note to self: Save after every paragraph

So for this I will be making little stories of Ezra when he was on the streets, maybe the Ghost crew too. Tell me in the reviews if you do.

Disclaimer: I do not own Star Wars Rebels

Age:7

Ezra woken up out of breath and sweating, scared, confuse. He had a horrible nightmare and like any child would do he would go to his parents. He got out of his bed and walked to his parents bedroom and made sure he was quiet. He open the door slightly and looked inside seeing his father was awake. He open the door a bit more trying to sneak in without be noticed but failed. His father looked towards him and smiled. Ezra just stared at him, confuse. It looked like his father was crying.

"What are you doing up?" Ezra father got up and went towards Ezra.

"I..I had a nightmare." His father picked him up and lade him down on his side of the bed.

He tucked Ezra up, looking at his son with sad eyes. He was just smiling trying to make this a wonderful memory before it was time. He wanted to spend time with his son.

"Oh, what was it about?" Ezra father said wiping a piece of strand hair from his face.

"You and mommy." Ezra father smiled started to fade. Worry was now in his eyes.

"An..and?" Ezra father was shaken up.

"You and mommy were taken away," Ezra started to tear up " and you never came back.." Ezra was crying now. His eyes shut tight trying t get rid of the nightmare. He felt something holding him, when he open his eyes he saw his father holding him and crying. Ezra didn't like seeing him like this.

"Daddy, why are you crying?" He put his hand up to his father cheek to stop the tears

Ezra father grabbed his son hand and held it like he was never going to let go. "Don't worry my son. Just go back to sleep okay? You don't want to wake your mother up do you?"

"No, she really crabby in the morning." He laughed a little and snuggle up in the covers falling asleep.

After Ezra fallen asleep,Ezra father stood up and walked out of the room to the living room. He sat down and put his hands together resting his forehead on them.

"Why? Why does he have to be force-sensitive? Right when everything goes down." Ezra father found out his son was force-sensitive one night when Ezra was 2. H e was crying like any baby and out of the little anger the baby Ezra had he levitated stuff in the air. What they didn't know he was force-sensitive when he as born. They just didn't know how. He and his wife weren't force-sensitive but it hit him when his siblings, parents, relatives were all Jedi. But he and his wife weren't. He should of have expected this. It was so obverses but he was to concern about other stuff at the moment.

Ezra father looked up and rested his head on his hands. "Why does this have to happen when everything was perfect for us. We wanted to start a family and have a child. Witch we did but only some happiness would stay." Ezra father got back up and headed to his room. When he entered he saw his wife holding Ezra in her arms crying so silently. He gathered with her and made sure this was a memory never forgotten.

Not the best and I got a bit confuse to even thought I wrote it but still, everyone get's confuse.

This isn't the whole story for this.

How I'm doing these little stories would be going back and forth with the age like how it triggers a memory.

Anyways tell me how you thought in the reviews!

Have a nice day!

Question: Have any of you watched Psych?