A/N: So this is the first of many one shot stories I will be doing for this AU. Also if anyone has any questions on this story, just send me a message. :) Now please enjoy this chapter.


All Ezra can see is a dim light at the end of the dark room he was in, as he got closer to the light though he saw two figures he could never forget,

"Mom, Dad!" Ezra called out to them happily as he began racing to them, but the faster he ran, the further they got, he ran and ran al he could until the two were no longer in his sight. Ezra stopped running, on the verge of crying when a hand was placed on his shoulder, he happily recognized the glove on the hand.

"Kanan I -," But the hand on his shoulder went straight to his throat and began choking him. Ezra looked at him with pleading eyes, Kanan though only smiled at the boy's pain, his eyes instead of being blue and full of protection were now yellow and full of hate.

Kanan's skin then began melting off his facing, only to show Ezra it wasn't Kanan, it was the Inquisitor.

Ezra now really couldn't breathe, he tried to get out of the Pau'ans grasp but to no avail. The man then began to laugh,

"Foolish boy. Did you really think anyone cares for a weak lothrat like you?" The Inquisitor questioned the terrified child.

The Inquisitor then slowly put his other clawed hand towards Ezra's face to show nothing to bitter cold darkness. Ezra screamed.

"No!" Ezra screamed as he sprung up in bed. Ezra was able to calm his breathing a bit, and able recognize his surroundings; he was on the Ghost, his new home with the crew, sleeping in the medbay for the last few days. Though sleep was a real understatement, in truth he had been laying in the medbay bed until he heard everyone else go to sleep. Ezra would then go to the upper turret seat and stargaze; it wasn't sleeping, but it was the closest he would get after that nightmare. Unfortunately that night though Ezra fell asleep before he could sneak off. But he was awake now, so Ezra grabbed Dev and went to the turret like he had been doing for the past few nights to forget that horrible nightmare. The only constellation he had was that the nightmare ended before it got to the worse part.

The part where the Inquisitor made him remember that night almost a year ago, when Ezra's parents tried to blockade the door for as long as they could and screamed for Ezra to run. The part where when Ezra ran out the back door only to be looking at the end of a blaster. When his father tackled the trooper so his son could flee. It all made Ezra want to throw up, but pushed that urge down to focus on the present situation.

Ezra made into the turret seat and made himself comfortable. He had forgotten a blanket but he could manage. Ezra looked up at the starry night that stretched over Lothal, the only constant now he had in his life now,

"Well… one of them." Ezra thought to himself happily. While Ezra had been with the crew for almost a week now, he realized that every day was different, but did notice the slight routine the crew went through daily. Such as Kanan and Hera being the first ones up in the morning, the crew doing some form of combat practice. Ezra's favorite routine though was when Hera in the morning and Kanan at night asked him if he was okay; Ezra appreciated their concern for him, almost like his parents.

Thinking about though made Ezra's eye's well up again. Because Hera and Kanan weren't his parents. Because if they were…

"Kind of late to be star gazing, huh?" came Kanan's familiar voice from behind Ezra.

Ezra knew he was caught, "I'm sorry, I know I should be in bed."

"While you should be in bed, it's nothing you need to apologize for," Kanan assured Ezra as he wrapped Ezra up with the blanket he brought with him.

"Aren't you mad I'm not in bed?" Ezra asked Kanan, shocked Kanan wasn't lecturing him on the matter.

"The only thing I am is concerned that you have been coming up here and not sleeping for the past week." Kanan told Ezra. When Ezra looked up surprised Kanan explained, "Remember kid, I can use the force to sense when you're scared, and you have been every night almost. Also Hera has been noticing you've been looking like awfully tired lately and told me she was worried about you."

"I'm sorry," Ezra told Kanan. Ezra didn't want Hera to worry about his sleep problems.

"Kid, you have nothing to apologize for." Kanan assured Ezra firmly yet coolly. Kanan then noticed the view Ezra was looking at. Kanan couldn't help but chuckle at the two's similarity.

"What's so funny?" Ezra asked curiously.

Kanan told him, "I just find it quite a coincidence that you and I both come here when we are troubled."

Ezra looked at Kanan for a bit before asking concerned, "Why are you troubled?"

Kanan knelt down next to the seat Ezra was sitting in and told him, "Because I want to know why you can't sleep?"

Ezra just wrapped himself in the warm blanket before he answered, "Because I don't know how to keep the nightmares away without mom and dad," Ezra admitted to Kanan.

Kanan was a little confused by this statement, "What do you mean?"

Ezra explained. "Whenever I had a nightmare, my mom and would let me sleep with them, but they aren't here, so…" Ezra couldn't continue without crying so just looked back up at the stars.

Kanan looked at his new ward with concern. He couldn't have Ezra not sleep, nor have him reminding himself that his parents were gone. A thought came to him though.

"Come on," Kanan told Ezra as he picked up the kid.

"Where are we going?" a tired Ezra asked, only to let out a long yawn afterwards.

"To my cabin where you can sleep with me tonight," Kanan told Ezra.

"Really?" Ezra asked, "You're okay with that?"

Kanan smiled at Ezra as he walked towards his quarters, "Kid, if sleeping in bed with someone will help you go to sleep, then I am more than happy to be that person," Kanan said to the kid who nestled his head into Kanan's shoulder, "I know I'm not your dad, but I will do whatever it takes to help you feel comfortable and safe with us." With that reminder in his head, Ezra began to drift into a deep sleep.

Once the two got the Kanan's room, Ezra was already falling asleep again. Kanan gently laid on his back on his bed while Ezra laid on his stomach. Kanan kept a firm and gentle hand on Ezra's back, rubbing the child back until he knew the child was asleep. Kanan smiled a bit tiredly at both Ezra and himself. Ezra was finally asleep after a week of constant nightmares. Kanan knew when Ezra was ready, he would tell Kanan about what the nightmares were about. But right now, Kanan was just happy he could help his padawan and he soon fell into a deep slumber as well.

After that night Ezra knew he could come to Kanan whenever he had a bad dream. Over his time with the crew though he would experience less nightmares. While Ezra had mental scars of his parents being taken away and of his time with the Inquisitor, the nightmare was wrong; Ezra was not alone anymore and he did have people that cared about him. While they could never replace his parents, Ezra was grateful to have this family to comfort him now.


A/N: i should also mention something else. Hopefully most who read this story knows of the talented artist melty-artz on tumblr, if not I highly recommended you see her work she is very talented. Anyways a while ago she drew this really cute pic of a sleeping Kanan and a younger Ezra and that is what really inspired this chapter. Just wanted to let people know of the talented artist who inspired this chapter.