A/N: Well, this one is late (like two weeks late) but I hope you enjoy it. I took some inspiration after I saw "Devil's Night" from Criminal Minds. Thanks for reading, liking, following and reviewing this story!
Chapter 50: Just Like Daddy
October 28th…
Kanan and Ezra were at the supermarket buying ingredients to make Halloween cookies, something Ezra constantly asked for in the last days.
"Alright, bud." Kanan said as they walked through the hallways of the supermarket. "We already have butter, sugar, cocoa, vanilla and milk, we only need to go for some eggs and the icing for the cookies." He said.
"Daddy, loo'!" The little boy said when he saw the Halloween cookie cutters.
"Yeah, I see them, bud." The detective said and took the package that had the cookie cutters. "What do you say if we buy them?" He asked.
"Yeah!" Ezra said happily.
Kanan smiled and ruffled Ezra's hair and they continued shopping.
Two hours later, father and son returned to the house, the detective unbuckled his son from the car seat and helped him to climb down from the car, then, he took the grocery bags and they walked into the house.
"Do you already know who do you want to be for Halloween, bud?" Kanan asked.
"No." The raven-haired said.
"Are you sure you don't want to be Flash again or another superhero?" The detective asked.
"Nope." Ezra said shaking his head.
"Alright, don't worry, bud. We still have a few days before Halloween, I'm sure you'll know who you want to be by then." The detective said.
The next day, Kanan was at the station filling overdue reports.
"Hey Kanan." Zeb said.
"Hey Zeb." Kanan said and sipped his coffee. "Did you go to court?" He asked.
"Yeah, after a month I was finally able to give my testimony about the double homicide case I worked in two months ago." Zeb answered as he undid the knot of his tie.
"Well, you know since the attacks, things here in the city had been messy." Kanan answered.
"Yeah. Anyway, enough about me, does Ezra already know what he wants to be for Halloween?" The older detective asked.
"Nope, he still doesn't know what he wants to be." Kanan answered.
"Really?" Zeb asked surprised.
"Yeah." The younger detective said.
"Maybe he already knows what he wants to be and doesn't want to tell you." Zeb said.
"You think?" Kanan asked surprised.
"I'm sure." Zeb said.
The young detective frowned softly and continued writing his report, he didn't believe what Zeb had told him but decided to keep an eye on Ezra just in case.
October 31st…
"Coming!" Kanan said when he heard the doorbell and went to open the door.
"Hey." He said when he saw Hera.
"Hi, love." She said and kissed him on the cheek.
"Come in." He said.
"Thanks. How are you?" She asked as she walked into the house.
"We're good, you?" He asked.
"I'm fine, thanks." The young CSI said. "What smells so good?"
"We're making Halloween cookies." The detective answered.
"Ezra asked you to make them?" The young woman asked.
"You have no idea." Kanan answered rolling his eyes and she chuckled in return.
They walked into the kitchen and Hera smiled softly when she saw Ezra sitting at the kitchen table and busily coloring.
"Hey sweetie." She said.
"Hera!" The little boy said and climbed down from the chair.
The young woman smiled and lifted him up. "How are you?" She asked.
"Goo'!" The raven-haired boy said.
"I'm glad." She said and kissed him on top of his head.
"We makin' Halloween cookies!" Ezra said happily.
"Oh, wow!" She said.
"I help daddy!" The raven-haired boy said.
"Yeah, I can see that." Hera answered smiling when she saw Ezra's clothes and part of his face covered in flour.
"Come! Loo'!" Ezra said when Hera set him down and grabbed her hand.
The little boy led her to the kitchen counter where Kanan had been cutting the dough with the cookie cutters. Ezra climbed on the kitchen stool and showed Hera the cookie cutters.
"We hab pumpkin, cat, ghost, bat an'…daddy, what these?" Ezra asked and pointed at the two cookie cutters.
"Those are a skull and a tombstone." Kanan answered.
"Oh yeah!" The little boy said. "An' that a skull an' a tomb'tone." He said.
"Wow!" Hera said. "And you really helped your daddy to make the cookie dough?" She asked.
The three-year old nodded. "Yep! I helped daddy to stir the batter!" He said. "But he put the cookies in da oven cause he said I can get burn." He said.
Hera smiled softly and ruffled Ezra's hair. "Yeah, he is a good daddy." She said.
Kanan smiled. "You want something to eat?" He asked. "It's almost lunch time."
"Sure." Hera said smiling.
After having lunch and once the cookies were ready, they decorated them with orange, gray, black and white icing, after that, Kanan put the cookies away so the icing could set.
"Jarrus." Kanan said when he answered the phone.
"Yes, Chief?" He said. "Okay, I'll be there." He said and hung up the phone.
"Everything okay?" Hera asked.
"Yes, Riker wants to talk with the detectives and the police officers, right now." He answered.
"Do you know what he wants to talk with you?" The CSI asked.
"I have no idea." Kanan answered. "Where's Ezra?" He asked.
"Upstairs, watching TV." She answered.
The detective sighed and went upstairs. "Hey, bud." He said as he walked into the TV room.
"Hi daddy!" Ezra said happily.
Kanan smiled softly and sat next to his son. "Listen, bud. I have to go to the station." He said.
"'Ou no goin' 'Tick-o'-Teetin' wif me?" The little boy asked sadly.
"I'll just go to the station because my boss wants to talk with me, I promise I'll be back to take you 'Trick-or-Treating', okay?" He said.
"'Ou pomise?" Ezra asked.
"With my heart." He said and kissed him on top of his head. "Hera will stay with you until I'm back, okay?" He asked.
The raven-haired boy nodded and Kanan smiled softly.
"Love you, bud." The detective said.
"Love 'ou 'oo, daddy!" The little boy said and hugged his father.
Kanan smiled and got up from the couch, then, he walked up to Hera.
"Can you stay with Ezra until I'm back?" He asked to his girlfriend.
"Sure." She said.
"Thanks." He said. "I'll be back around six-thirty."
"Be careful, love." The young woman said.
"I will." He answered and kissed her cheek. He went for his jacket and left the house.
"Hera?" Ezra asked from the couch.
The CSI walked into the TV room and sat on the couch next to the little boy that meant the whole world for her.
"What is it, sweetie?" She asked.
The three-year old got up and whispered something into her ear.
"That's a wonderful idea, honey!" She said smiling. "I'm sure your daddy will love it."
Ezra smiled and giggled.
"C'mon, let's prepare your costume." She said and picked the little boy up.
"Can we eat a cookie 'oo?" The raven-haired boy asked.
"Of course!" She said as they left the TV room.
Around six thirty, Kanan returned to the house. He parked his car and climbed down, he opened the door and left his jacket on the coat rack and went to the kitchen, he grabbed a cookie and went to the living room.
"I'm home!" He said.
"Hey." Hera said from the doorway of the living room.
"Hey." The detective said.
"How did it go?" She asked.
"It went well." He answered.
"What did Riker wanted to talk with you?" She asked.
"He informed us how many police officers and firefighters we lost after the Twin Towers fell." He said. "He also said we will have to work some extra hours until the Chief of the Department decides to transfer some officers to our unit." He said.
"God." The young woman said.
"And what did you do while I was gone?" The detective asked after a few minutes.
"Well, we ate some cookies and then we watched some cartoons. I was helping Ezra with his costume." She said.
"Really?" Kanan asked surprised. "He told you what he wants to be?"
"Yup. And he's excited to show you his costume." Hera answered.
"Where's he?" The detective asked.
"Upstairs. Let me tell him you are already here." The CSI said and went upstairs.
Kanan walked out from the living room and stayed at the foot of the stairs.
"Daddy?" Ezra's voice asked.
"Hey, bud! Hera told me you already have your costume." The detective said from the stairs.
"Yeah!" His son answered.
"Can you show me your costume?" The man asked.
"Umm…okay but don't loo'" Ezra said.
"I promise." Kanan said and turned around. "Alright, I'm not looking, you can come down now, bud." He said.
The young man heard his son climbing down the stairs and waited patiently until Ezra told him he could look now.
"'Ou can loo' now, daddy." Ezra said.
Kanan turned around and frowned softly when he saw Ezra wearing a white shirt, black jeans and shoes. The detective knelt in front of his son and examined his clothes.
"Who are you, bud?" He asked.
"I 'ou, daddy!" Ezra said happily.
"Really?" Kanan asked surprised and Ezra nodded. "Why?"
"'Cause 'ou catch bad guys an' help people." The little boy answered. "'Ou my hero, daddy."
The detective smiled softly. "Come here, bud." He said and the little boy threw himself at his father, Kanan kissed his son on top of his hair.
"I love you, bud." He said.
"Love 'ou 'oo, daddy!" Ezra said.
Kanan smiled and looked up and saw Hera smiling wide at father and son, he smiled in return and broke the hug. "Hey, bud. I have something that will help you to look like a real detective." He said and unclipped his badge from his belt and attached it to Ezra's belt.
"There, now you are a real detective." He said.
"Fank 'ou, daddy!" Ezra said happily.
"You're welcome, son." Kanan said. "Let's go Trick-or-Treating, my little detective." He said and grabbed Ezra's tiny hand and the candy bucket.
"Yeah!" The little boy said excited. "Hera, 'ou can to 'Tick-o'-Teetin' with us?" He said.
"I'd love too, sweetie." She said smiling and they left the house.
