Kanan POV

Whenever we got to the hospital, I followed close behind the young child. They took him into the emergency room and immediately hooked him up to some IVs. The child was obviously malnourished, so they wanted to get him started on some fluids while they started checking him over. I had never seen a case of abuse and neglect as bad as this one. His hair was matted together and it needed to be cut, his clothes were tattered, his bones were prominent, and he was very tiny.

A few hours later the doctors came back into the room. They had already treated the wounds that were visible and now it was time to try and talk to the child. The doctors began asking him simple questions, "What is your name? How old are you? What are your parents names?". The child refused to answer them and instead curled into a ball and began whimpering. I figured he might talk to me, since he had at least seen me before. I walked over to the bed slowly and sat down. I motioned to the doctors to back off. They left the room and I reached out to the child. He rolled over to look at me, but he flinched whenever I touched him. I drew my hand back and said softly "Hello little one, how are you feeling?" He yawned and said "Better". I smiled and said "So can you tell me your name?" he nodded and said "The mean man calls me Worthless Brat". I looked at him in disbelief and said "Well little one, we need to give you a proper name".

Before we could finish our conversation an officer stuck his head in the door and asked me to come outside. I gave the child a small smile and went to the hallway. Once outside the officer said "Officer Jarrus, I have bad news and good new, which would you like first?" I sighed and said "Bad news first." he said "Well the young woman did not make it. The child no longer has a mother or father to care for him. Now the good news. You have been approved to foster the child." I took a second to take it all in and then said "How come I wasn't informed about even being considered as an option sooner?" The officer shrugged and went on his way.

I was about to walk back into the room when one of the doctors stopped me and said "Officer Jarrus, the child is ready to be released we just need someone to sign these papers." I nodded and followed the doctor.

After signing the papers, I went back into the room with the child and told him the good news. He was glad to get away from all of the strange people and I was glad to get to go home.

Child POV

The officer who rescued me was very nice and he said I get to go live with him for a while. I am very happy to be away from the mean man. I hope the officer doesn't turn into a mean man too.

We went to the officers house and he carried me inside. The house was very big! I'm worried about getting lost in it. Hopefully the nice man will help me.

Kanan POV

Sabine and Zeb were in the family room watching TV and Hera was making dinner. Whenever we walked in Hera said "Well hello Kanan and oh my goodness who is this cutie?" I laughed and said "Someone who has had a rough start and needs a place to go." she smiled and said "We always have room for one more".

The kids had a lot of questions about the child and they really wanted to play with him, but the little boy was scared of everyone. He stayed behind Kanan's leg the entire night. After dinner we all sat down and decided to come up with a proper name for the little boy. Sabine wanted to call him Dax, but Hera wanted to call him Cason. I thought he looked like a Ryland. We all started arguing about what we thought we would be best, but all we did was end up scaring him. Finally Zeb said "Why don't we call him Ezra". The little boy began smiling and I said "Well Zeb it looks like we found his name".

After deciding on Ezra's name, we started a movie. Ezra was curled up under my arm and Hera was on the other side of him. He had began to relax around Hera, but he was still nervous around Zeb and Sabine. Eventually Ezra fell asleep and I took him up to mine and Hera's room so I could explain everything to everyone.

When I got back downstairs I was met with a lot of questions. "Why is he scared of us? Why didn't he have a name? Where are his parents? Why is he so little? What's going on?" i I sighed and said "Everybody calm down and let me explain. I got called to check out a domestic situation and it went bad. His mother is dead and his dad is going to prison. Ezra was chained up in a dark room and he had obviously been beaten and starved. He has probably been in that room his entire life. I took him to the hospital and they sent him here as a foster home." Hera was the first one to speak up saying "Well he is safe now and we are going to make sure he has the best life we could possibly give him." I smiled and gave Hera a kiss.

After our little discussion the kids we all went to bed. It was weird having a little one in the bed with us, but I think it made Hera very happy.