Hello! This chapter is a little shorter, but I hope you enjoy it!

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Chapter 2 - Nightmare

Ezra was afraid.

He had done Jedi mind tricks before, but he had never actually been successful. He had always been unable to focus or unable to make the connection with his master. But now, his master needed him, and Ezra was not going to leave him alone. He knew first-hand how awful feeling alone could be.

Ezra sat down on the metal floor, crossing his legs. He took a deep breath, and closed his eyes.

He could feel Kanan's presence, chilling him to the bone. Kanan was terrified. Remembering what his master would tell him, he reached out with his mind, trusting in the force. Ezra connected with his master, and suddenly he felt the world around him shift. He was no longer on the Ghost, but rather in the halls of an Imperal cruiser. Ezra looked around, stunned for a moment, before remembering what was happening. When he had connected with Kanan, he had forced himself into his mind.

As he walked through the halls of the cruiser, a familiar feeling washed over him. He had been here before.

Ezra followed his instincts, hoping they would guide him to his master. He ran down the halls of the cruiser, making lefts and rights through the prison level, wondering why there had not been anyone to stop him yet. And as the force would have it, he felt his master's presence from one of the rooms. Ezra stopped, skidding to a halt. He walked to the control panel and unlocked the door.

It slid open with a hiss, revealing a locked up Kanan, just as he was when Ezra had rescued him a few rotations ago.

He realized that Kanan was having a flashback of his capture. He faintly remembered Kanan warning him of the danger of interfering with another person's flashback, but it was too late to listen to him now. Ezra stood in the doorway, not knowing what to say. He had to wake his master from his flashback, but he had no idea how. However, Ezra knew he needed to do it quickly. Deciding on the easiest option, Ezra spoke.

"Kanan, you have to wake up! It's just a nightmare!" he shouted, rushing into the room. Kanan opened his sea foam green eyes. They landed on Ezra, but before Ezra had a chance to do anything, the world was shifted beneath his feet. His mind surged with pain, and the next thing Ezra knew, he was back on the Ghost.

"What do you mean, 'Kanan packs a punch'?" Sabine questioned. Ezra, still relying on Hera to keep him from collapsing, answered the explosive artist.

"I connected with him through the force, and I saw his flashback. He was back in the Empire's cell, reliving… well, everything. But when he saw me there, his mind punched me back into consciousness!" Ezra said, rubbing his head.

"Are you alright? You can barely stand," Hera said, looking at Ezra. He wiggled out of her grasp, trying to prove himself. He stood upright, still tilting slightly.

"I'm fine."

"No, you're not, kid," Zeb responded.

"It doesn't matter. I have to go back in there," Ezra protested, sitting down cross legged on the metal floor.

"Ezra, are you sure about this?" Hera asked. She was worried about this before, but now even more so. Hera did not understand the force, but she knew it was delicate. And since the most experienced force user was unconscious and his student was attempting to do something that he had never successfully done before, Hera could not help but worry.

Ezra looked up, his blue eyes reflecting the stars.

"No." He turned to face his master, and he closed his eyes. Again, the crew was left in a stew of uncertainty.

Ezra awoke again on the shuttle Kanan was captured on, but this time he was not in his cell. He stood, watching Kanan and the Inquisitor fighting, their blue and red blades clashing. This is what Kanan was afraid of? It did not seem right to Ezra; Kanan had beaten the Inquisitor after he had rescued him.

Suddenly, Kanan was thrown back, and the Inquisitor turned to face him. He looked down to see Kanan's lightsaber in his hand, realizing what was about to happen.

Ezra gulped as the red twirling lightsaber came hurdling toward him.

"Kanan, it's just a dream! You need to wake up!" And then the pain surged through his face, the lightsaber having hit him on the cheek. Ezra recoiled, stumbling off of the platform. He was falling, just as he had before. He would land on a parallel bridge, hitting his head.

But after moments passed, there was no sign of stopping. Ezra continued to fall away from the red and blue blades that clashed. Ezra's body twisted around, his limbs flailing, the wind rushing at his face, whipping his hair. He looked towards the ground, and his suspicions were correct. There was no bridge.

Kanan wasn't having a flashback anymore.

He was having a nightmare.

Everything happened at once.

Kanan gasped, and Zeb and Sabine quickly grabbed onto his limps, hoping that they would not be wacked again. At the same time, Ezra was thrown back against the back control panel, just as he was before. Hera, assuming Kanan needed comforting more, raced over to him. He looked around wildly, eyes darting every which way.

"Kanan!" Hera shouted, laying her hands on his chest. "Kanan, listen to me. You're on the Ghost. You're safe here."

Kanan shook his head. "Ezra, he…" His voice trailed out as he glanced behind Hera's shoulder. Following his gaze, she realized that Ezra was still lying on the ground, unmoving.

"Zeb…" Hera said, but Zeb was already moving towards the heap of limbs. He reached down, gently taking Ezra by the shoulders and turning him so he was lying on his back. His eyes were closed, his face pale.

Zeb gently placed two of his four claws on Ezra's neck, making sure that his sharp nails did not scratch the child.

"Is he…" Sabine asked, not needing to say the last word.

"No, but he isn't far from it," Zeb responded, looking up at the crew.

"He shouldn't have done that." Hera turned toward Kanan as he slipped into unconsciousness, leaving three baffled crew members and a terrified droid.

"Arrg! This is all your fault, Chopper!" Zeb yelled, striding forward in an attempt to hit the droid.

"Zeb, stop! It's not his fault. Chopper didn't know!"

"Come on, Hera. You're standing up for him?"

"Zeb, we don't have time for this. Right now we need to help Kanan and Ezra," Hera said.

"And how are we supposed to do that? We don't know anything 'bout the force!"

"We'll just have to try to, and hope that they're okay."

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R & R

~ Kavella ~