A/N: So I've gotten a few hates on the last chapter, and one of the guests wrote a kind of insulting review... So whoever you are if you don't have anything nice to say shut up and don't read my one shots. This ones pretty short and goes out to some of the nice guests who gave me an awesome fluffy prompt, you should know who you are once you read this!

Disclaimer: I do not own Star Wars: Rebels

The team was in Lothal, waiting for their next mission. Poor Ezra had gotten shot in the leg and was now healing nicely aboard the ship. The crew had grown worried for their youngest occupant when they heard a moan that sounded like it was coming from one of the dead.

"Maybe one of us should go check on him," Zeb said as he looked at the door.

"You heard what Hera said; We are not allowed to in there he needs rest," Sebine replied.

The moan was heard once again this time louder and more in pain. The two looked at each other and quickly went to find Kanan, knowing Hera went out to gather supplies. The two found Kanan on a crate outside meditating.

"Kanan we think you should go inside and check on Ezra, the sounds he is making don't sound very good," Sabine said in a hurry.

Kanan jumped off the crate and made his way back on to the ghost. Before he ran into th little lightning bugs room he grabbed some of the pain pills and a glass of water. Quickly he walked over to the boy's room and opened the door. Carefully, he opened the door trying to let the minimal amount of light and noise into the quiet dark room.

Ezra attempted to sit up, his eyes hazy from sleep and unfocused from the dreams he must have been enduring.

"Dad," the a scratchy voice called questioned.

Kanan smiled softly, he loved moments like these where Ezra would slip and revert to being a normal teen who needed to be cared for.

"Yeah buddy it's just me, I brought you something for the pain."

He walked toward the young boy helping him sit up, he handed the teen the pills and water to help down them. Without a second thought Ezra downed the pills and the water. Almost immediately they took affect and the boy slumped against his father figure Kanan gently laid the child down and was about to leave when he felt a hand grab his.

"Don't leave yet please," the tiny voice beggingly slurred.

Kanan nodded his head and laid next to the kid.

"One time when I was younger, I broke my arm and was lying in bed like this and I remember my real father laid down with me just like this. He would always run his fingers through my hair. I miss that," Ezra said tiredly.

Without a second thought Kanan began to run his fingers up and down his skull, earning a content sigh. He stayed there for what felt like hours, not wanting to leave his boy alone. Finally, he decided he had to leave or he would fall asleep and he still had work to do.

Right as he was at the door he heard a soft, "I love you, Dad."

Kanan smiled softly before whispering, "I love you too, kid."

With that he walked out the door knowing his little lightening bug was going to be okay.

A/N: I would love to wake up with some lovely reviews, however if I get a lot of hate I will not be updating as much as you and I would both like, in other words be kind! Thanks for reading! Also I would love some more prompts for my lovely readers!