Hola! This was requested by ezrafan61

I'll try to make it as fluffy as possible! :3

Also this is the scene with the inquisitor fight where Kanan falls- y'know what nevermine I'll let it explain itself. You get the gist./

Enjoy!

It was supposed to be a simple, but a complex op.

But that's not usually the case, was it?

Ezra was there when it happened, he watched him fall, he watched him tip over the edge and plunge to the bottom of the abyss. Down right onto the catwalk in front of him.

Ezra was looking for Kanan but he was taking a short cut, his master's signature was a little cut off from his own, and he felt him here but Ezra had no idea where he really was. But the minute he heard lightsabers clashing and the maniacal laugh that followed after he realized they were above him.

Ezra never expected for Kanan to plunge over the edge. Ezra gasped quite loudly as he called to the force, but it seemed as if fate wasn't on his side today.

Kanan hit the metal catwalk with a loud thud and a crack followed shortly after. Ezra flinched and ran toward the man, tears forming in his eyes. "Kanan?" He turned his mentor over, tearing at his heart when he saw the pained expression and the thin line of blood running down from his head.

"Kanan please, answer me!" He begged. Ezra hadn't really begged like that before. He had only begged to get food or credits, but the minority was that he was very good at acting. And he wasn't acting this time, Ezra's heart was shattering with every moment his master didn't show a sign of waking.

"E-Ez-ra?"

"Kanan!" He gave a sigh of relief and hugged him.

"Such a beautiful moment," The Inquisitor's crazy snarl interrupted them. "But I'm afraid it won't last long."

Ezra was terrified as he buried his head into Kanan's chest, letting sobs shake his body as Kanan started to get up, he was weak from the fall and from his torture. "Ezra it's okay," he heard the man whisper as his lightsaber ignited, he held the boy close.

Ezra couldn't find it in his mind to move, he was just scared and confused and just so happy he could see his master again. He was scared because he almost lost him, and the inquisitor was right there.

Ezra helped Kanan stand, staying as close to him as he could. Ezra didn't want to be far considering he almost lost him. "Please, for force's sake be careful." He said as Kanan charged. Ezra ignited his own lightsaber and flipped over him, landing on his feet behind the inquisitor and sending a forceful parry to his back. To no avail, the Pau'an blocked. Kanan swept under his feet, knocking the Inquisitor off his feet. The sith took a moment to get up but Ezra, in his flurry of rage, connected with the force this time and summoned all his power.

He could feel the darkness flow through his veins as he threw the inquisitor's body to the other side of the catwalk. He felt the cold wash over him as his rage dissipated and he fell on his knees, gripping opposite arms. The injured Jedi rushed over to the boy and caught him before he made contact with the floor.

"Kanan-I," He panted, "I'm sorry… I couldn't-I-..." Kanan looked down to the boy in sympathy before he rested his chin on top of the shaking boy's head and looked over to the unmoving body of the Grand Inquisitor.

"Help me back to the ship, yeah?" Kanan asked wistfully, starting to stand weakly. His knees wobbled dangerously and threatened to send him crashing to the floor. Ezra sniffled before nodded, putting a hand on his mentor's chest as he slung the broad arm over his thin shoulders. Ezra limped carefully towards the hangar where the Phantom was located.

"You flew this here yourself?" Kanan questioned incredulously.

"Yes," Ezra stated simply before they entered the hatch, Kanan slumping down carefully in the chair as Ezra walked over to the pilot's chair and the Phantom took off without a hitch. The hatch closed as they entered hyperspace and the coordinates were set for the Fleet where Hera was docked.

"This is gonna be a long night." Kanan sighed as Ezra bandaged his wounds.

"Oh thank the first light." Hera breathed a sigh of relief and put a comforting hand on Kanan's shoulder. "I thought you were gone for good." He lekku swung and twitched nervously as she looked over to Sabine as she started reading off the day's report, before the Mandalorian realized that their 'fearless' leader was back.

The girl flung her arms around the man's neck and gave him a quick hug before looking away and punching his arm, hard. "Don't scare us like that again."

"Yes ma'am," Kanan snickered, saluting her with a funny face. Ezra just giggled.

"Let's just all agree that it's not all bad." Zeb added in, slapping the man on the back heartily. Hera just shook her head, she rubbed Kanan's shoulder and sent him off the rest. "Ezra, you go rest up too." She pointed towards his room, Ezra groaned. "But I'm fine!" He protested, standing up, albeit wobbly before proving he was okay. Hera gave him the look and pointed towards his and Zeb's room. Ezra sighed in defeat. He smiled warmly, rubbing his neck sheepishly.

"You win."

"Do I ever lose?"

"I'm not gonna answer that question."

Ezra left for his room and climbed up the ladder, laying down on his bunk. He laid on his left side, considering the two scratches that looked like two Nexus claws had scratched, small, but really deadly, but they were still healing on him and it was really sore... While fighting the Grand Inquisitor he had gotten the upper hand, his lightsaber clawing at the side of his face twice, landing him two burns of scars that reminded him that he couldn't prevent what happened to Kanan. But his master was back and that's all that mattered. Hera said they'd be there for life, they didn't have the proper medical kit to completely close up the wound. But at least they stopped the bleeding and put a bacta patch over the burns before they got infected.

At least they healed Kanan.

He admitted he was still a lot sore from the shock torture, but he assured everyone that it was fine and he didn't break.

That was what Ezra was worried about, flashbacks, nightmares, anything… But when Kanan fell off the catwalk Ezra thought everything he lived for was over. He cried because he was just so terrified that his master was going to die that he couldn't move to protect himself. He was just distraught, upset and confused and it all circled back to him a flurry of pain.

Ezra gasped and shot up, taking a few deep breaths before he looked to the side. There was Kanan, standing there, staring at him. Ezra was confused before he realized that his master's eyes were a sickly sith yellow.

"Kanan?" He whispered and hopped down from his bunk. He walked up to the man who was standing as stiff as a board, before Kanan snapped out and grabbed Ezra's wrist. "You will join the dark side." He snarled throwing him at the wall. "No! Kanan stop!" Ezra reached for the sith, latching onto his arm and pressing his cheek to the side of his arm. He sent what light energy he had left, he knew it wasn't much but Ezra did not have much light left.

Because he was sinking in the dark.

Ezra felt his air flow cut off, he could barely breath.

"Kanan please!" He rasped out, begging, grasping at his throat as he was asphyxiated with the force from his sith master.

The man before him shattered as Ezra was dropped to the ground. The man who replaced it was Kanan. The real Kanan.

His teal blue eyes shone through the darkness as Ezra scooted away from him fearfully. "G-Get away from me!" He screamed, scooting further but only succeeding by hitting the wall. The real Kanan's eyes widened, Ezra knew it was him but he was terrified and he couldn't do anything to swallow the fear that was threatening to eat him alive.

"Ezra it's me! You're having a nightmare, wake up!"

"Don't hurt me!" He shouted, curling up into a ball.

Normally Ezra would get up, and stand up for himself but he couldn't… He couldn't do it. This was Kanan. Ezra could never hurt him, he was his master! He never liked to inflict pain upon anyone unless they were a sith. Or Imperial.

"Wake up!" Kanan shook him.

Ezra screamed and shot up from his bunk, his forehead connecting with someone's broad chest.

"Ezra calm down!" A man shouted and the figure grabbed his shoulders, pressing his forehead into his shoulder as he sent calming force waves through the bond. Ezra's breath was short and labored as fresh tears rolled down his cheeks.

"I'll take it from here." Kanan looked to the others, Zeb just left the room and decided he were to come back later.

"Ezra…?" Kanan questioned quietly, framing the boys' face and wiping the tears away.

"Don't. Touch. Me." Ezra backed away from him, eyes narrowing dangerously as he eyed the man dangerously.

"Ezra what happened in the dream?"

"You-I- Why would I tell you?!" He snapped at him like a crazed tauntaun. Kanan staggered back slowly, trying to to fall off the bunk as he took Ezra's shoulders in his large hands, he didn't want to do it but… He had no other choice. He waved a hand in front of the boy's eyes.

"You will tell me about your dream."

"I will tell you about my dre-." Ezra repeated unconsciously before he locked out of the trance.

"Kanan what the kriff?!"

"I didn't have any other choice!"

"Well you-" Ezra made a frustrated sound. "Y'know what- I'm sorry nevermind I'll tell you."

Ezra explained the nightmare to him, and Kanan sighed, arms lax in his lap as he listened carefully to his padawan's distress. Kanan squeezed his shoulder gently when Ezra paused, then continued.

"... And then you woke me up and now we're here." He finished.

"Ezra… I'm… I'm so sorry."

"It's… it's fine Kanan." He sighed.

"Do you want to sleep in my room?"

"I-Wait-what?"

"You heard me." Kanan smiled and ruffled his student's hair affectionately.

"I… o-okay…" Ezra stuttered nervously. Kanan helped him down from the bunk. They walked into their room and Kanan laid down onto the bunk. Ezra settled down in a sitting position in the corner, tucking his knees close to his chest.

"What're you doing?"

"Um- getting settled?"

Kanan just snorted and grabbed his padawan by the waist. "To be settled means you have to lay down." He chuckled as let Ezra rest his head on his chest. "I'm sorry…" He mumbled, "For what?"

"For bothering you."

"You never bother me Ezra. I'm glad to help you."

"You're kidding me right?"

Kanan winced, he knew Ezra was on his own for such a long time, he didn't have anyone to depend on except himself.

"No I'm not Ezra. Everyone here would be glad to help you. Hera, Sabine, even Chopper for force's sake."

Ezra just laughed, that was cut off by a yawn.

"Just sleep, kid." He wrapped a protective arm around his padawan and sighed.

"Goodnight dad."

Kanan froze.

Then smiled warmly. "Night son,"

Hey! Hope you enjoyed the chapter!

May the Force be with you!

~Space