Hey everyone! A huge thanks to 'Magicadoremi' for tips in this chapter. It's much appreciated! I hope you all enjoy the chapter. I also made it a little longer than usual so I hope you like it! ;D

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Chiibe the Rebel- Yeah. I've never personally been belted, but I have gotten spanked with the wooden spoon so… I can (kinda) relate. ;D

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Zombie Pirate- Wait until next chapter! It'll be awesome!

DevilSPR- I'm totally cool with that! Let the feels out! :D

Azulablue92- No, Hera and Kanan are not married, but they're sharing the foster work. At some point you'll find out what Ezra said to the girl. ;D

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EmpressRulerofallthatisweird- Yeah, it took me a while to come up with it. At first it was going to be hot water, like he'd been burnt as punishment from his abusive foster parents, but then I came up with the belt idea and I liked that one a lot better. Enjoy the chapter! :D

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Ezra's POV

Great. A doctor's appointment. I can image how this is going to go…

I sat in the backseat of the car, or, the 'Phantom' as Hera called it, as we drove to the doctor's surgery. "Which reminds me," Hera rambled. "We'll have to get you some new clothes Ezra."

I folded my arms and muttered "Why?"

She glanced over her shoulder and raised a brow. "You're not going to live in one pair of way-too-small or way-too-big clothes. Not on my watch," she smirked.

I blew a strand of hair out of my eye. "Tell that to any orphan on the street. I'm sure they'd agree," I replied sarcastically, rolling my eyes.

The vehicle lurched slightly as we pulled to a stop. "Okay, let's go," Kanan said, unbuckling his seatbelt. I reluctantly followed, opening the door and hopping out. Glancing up at the large building, a knot began to form in my stomach, my hands clenching into fists. "Do we have to do this?" I grumbled, folding my arms and bowing my head.

"The quicker we get this done, the quicker we can leave," Kanan said, placing a hand on my shoulder. "Don't worry, I'll be right beside you," he reassured, teal eyes gazing down at me with care, yet also emptiness.

I frowned and shrugged from his grasp. "I'm not worried," I growled. "I don't fear anything or anyone. Got it?"

He simply started walking for the entrance, Hera waiting in the car. "I'll come pick you two up later. I just have to get some things," she explained, clambering into the driver's seat.

I nodded and turned to follow Kanan, when Hera suddenly called out "And Ezra."

I glanced over my shoulder and raised a brow. She had a cheeky grin and a hopeful glint in her eyes. "Just breathe. You'll be fine," she smiled.

I shot her a small smile and a quick nod of gratitude. In my whole life, Hera had to be the kindest, most forgiving and gentle person I'd ever met. When the belt incident occurred about an hour ago, she didn't judge me. She didn't even inquire about it. She just welcomed me into her embrace and love. She was really something.

I turned and quickly galloped to Kanan's side. The glass doors slid open, a wave of cool air hitting my skin. Our footsteps echoed on the marble tiled floor and the lights above shone a healthy glow on the area, only making my heart beat faster. Street instincts were starting to kick in again, my muscles tensing and adrenaline pumping. There were simple rules of the street that everyone knew. It was just common sense.

Don't go into unfamiliar buildings…

Never go where security cameras are…

Identify all exits in case of emergency-

"Kid," a voice said, snapping me out of my trance. "You okay?"

I looked up into Kanan's concerned eyes, a hand gently resting on my shoulder. "F-Fine," I muttered, hiding my face and continuing to walk. We arrived at a circular counter, a woman on a computer sitting behind it. She glanced up and gave us a warm smile. "Hello sir, how can I help you today?" she asked kindly.

"Appointment under 'Jarrus' with Dr Ryden," Kanan said.

As the woman typed on her computer, I glanced over my shoulder and stared at the door. Maybe I should make a break for it. Then I can run back to the streets. It's only a matter a time before they kick me out anyways…

"Name?" the woman asked.

Kanan turned to me, and when he noticed my tense and jumpy behaviour, he grasped onto my shoulder tightly, pulling me to his side. "Ezra Bridger," he answered the woman.

The girl nodded and typed on the computer a bit more, until she finally said "Here you are. Just go through there and enter the second door on the right." She gestured to a set of double doors to our right as Kanan nodded and led me towards them. Once we made it into a long hallway, I pushed away Kanan's hand and hissed "What was that about?!"

He raised a brow and folded his arms. "Kid, I'm a police officer," he pointed out. "I know what orphans do when they're scared or cornered."

My brows furrowed, but I continued to follow him until we made it to the room. I stood in front of the door numbly, staring at it with blank eyes. Surely there was a street rule about not going into rooms you don't know about. That all too familiar adrenaline came rushing back. The same energy that had saved my life many times had frozen me in place. That was, until I felt a gentle hand on my back.

I looked up at Kanan. Can this guy not take a hint?

But for some reason, the tension in my muscles released. I looked down at my scruffy shoes and took a deep breath. C'mon Ezra. You can do this. You've dealt with worse. I glanced up at Kanan once more, greenish-blue orbs watching me with curiosity and confidence. That's when I spoke the words I never imagined me saying… ever.

"Stay with me…? Please?" I murmured, eyes wide.

He looked a little surprised at first, but nodded and patted my back encouragingly. "I've worked with this guys for years. It'll be fine. Trust me," he smiled. I nodded slowly and turned back to the door as Kanan pushed it open. We walked in, a small desk against the wall and a bed in the corner. A man with short blond hair and glowing sky blue eyes swivelled in his seat and grinned. "Kanan!" he exclaimed, standing up and walking over to us. "It's good to see you again mate."

"I know. It's been a while," Kanan smiled warmly.

The man shifted his attention to me, glancing quickly over my stature. "Taken in another one eh?" he chuckled. "It feels like only yesterday when you had Sabine come in for her check-up."

Kanan patted my shoulder and said "This is Ezra. Ezra, this is Dr Ryden."

"You can just call me James," the man introduced, extending his arm in a friendly handshake. "It's nice to meet you Ezra."

I stared at it blankly for a moment, until Kanan squeezed my shoulder and I shook James's hand firmly. My throat closed up, words getting muddled in my mind. Instead, I just remained silent and obedient. "Well, let's not waste any time. Come sit over here Ezra," James said, gesturing to the bed. I slowly walked across the room, Kanan gently urging me forward. I sat on the edge of the bed while Kanan leant against the frame. "So, Ezra," James started while pulling out some equipment. "What brought you to the care of my friend here?"

I folded my arms and looked down. Before I could find a snappy remark, Kanan explained "Ezra lived on the streets for a few years."

James nodded. "I see. Ezra, what was your diet while you were an orphan?" he asked with concern, taking a seat across from me.

I thought for a moment. When you were on the streets, there was no set diet. A few scraps there, some fruit here. Taste didn't matter. If all that was around was some stinky old garbage, you took it on the chin and sucked it up. You wouldn't survive one night on the streets if you were picky. "I don't know. Whatever was available I guess," I muttered.

He nodded thoughtfully. "Can you take off your shirt for a moment?" he asked.

"W-What?! No way!" I blurted out. Kanan placed his hand gently on my shoulder as he looked down at me disapprovingly. I stared straight back at him. My body was my business, doctor or not. "Ezra, he's just trying to help," Kanan reassured. We continued our little staring contest for a moment longer, before I finally gave in. Sighing in defeat, I took off my faded orange shirt, which was now clean thanks to Hera. James and Kanan gasped slightly when they saw my visible rib cage. Old scars laced my arms and back, cuts and scrapes scattered across my skin. Kanan frowned when he saw the cluster of pale dents in my back, resulted from my first foster family's idea of 'discipline'.

"Well you're malnourished for a start," James said, scribbling things down on a note of paper.

I raised a brow, wondering if this guy was serious. "Cuts, grazes, burns, scars," he continued to mumble, biting the end of his pen. Finally, he glanced back up at us and mustered a smile. "Okay, put out your hand."

I reluctantly raised my arm as he took hold of my hand. "What are you- Ow!" I yelped as he pricked my finger with a pin. He wiped the blood onto a thin strip that was connected to a small device. "Sorry. Just checking your sugar levels," James explained as I hugged my chest defensively. He frowned while scanning through the results, typing something on his computer before turning back to me. "Put out your arm," he said while pulling out another machine.

I frowned, before putting my arm out again. After wrapping a puffy piece of material around my arm, my attention shifted to the machine which was beeping steadily. "Blood pressure is good," James reported after a few moments, proceeding to take off the pad.

I risked a glance at Kanan, who was watching with vacant eyes. James pulled out a stethoscope and placed it to my chest, the cold metal sending chills down my spine. "Deep breath," the man instructed gently. I followed his order and inhaled deeply, before exhaling when he told me to. We did that a few more times until he moved the stethoscope to my back, repeating the same process. While he was doing so, he frowned and probed "Where did you get these marks?"

"What ones?" I inquired sourly.

His fingers trailed over the belt marks cautiously. They were old and didn't hurt anymore, but that didn't mean I was proud about them. "Whipping…" I answered quietly. "With a belt."

He nodded in understanding, before sitting back in his seat. "Okay, now we'll just do some quick tests," he explained, pulling out a few more bits of equipment. He checked my mouth, ears, eyes, hands, muscles and lastly, my reflexes. Which almost resulted with James and a face full of my boot. "Well," James groaned, rubbing his chest. "You sure have some quick… and powerful reflexes huh?"

I nodded apologetically. "Sorry. Instinct I guess."

"No problem at all," he sighed, slumping back in his seat. He turned back to the computer and scanned through some information while I slipped my shirt back on. I felt Kanan's hand gently on my shoulder as I glanced up at his warm teal eyes. "You did well," he smiled.

I nodded and stretched. "I'm just glad it's over."

"Do those scars… still hurt?" he asked curiously.

I shrugged. "Not really. Why?" I inquired.

He stroked his finely trimmed beard thoughtfully and answered "Just wondering."

"Aw, you do care Admiral," I taunted sweetly.

He smirked and nudged my shoulder. "Yeah, it's my job," he chuckled. "Nicknames or not."

I flashed him a grin when James stood up, his expression dark. "Kanan, a moment please?" he urged, gesturing to the door. Kanan suddenly went serious and nodded, following his friend to do door. "Wait," I called, but Kanan glanced over his shoulder and gave me a reassuring nod. "Just for a moment," he explained. I nodded in understanding as the two left the room, leaving my thoughts to roam. I tried my best to push down my street instincts and general curiosity, but was finding it difficult.

What are they talking about?

Are they talking about me?

Are they going to put me on some gross medication or something?

Will they realise I'm too much trouble and just kick me out already?

Questions kept buzzing in my mind, my hands twitching and muscles tensing. Staying in one place was a bad idea. It always was. That's why I found myself creeping towards the door. Why I placed my ear up against the thin metal frame and listened to the murmurs on the other side. Why I searched quickly while listening for any other exits, just in case of emergency.

"He's extremely malnourished, and his sugar levels are low," a voice I determined was James spoke.

"I know," Kanan replied. "We were planning to go out for dinner tonight at that new restaurant. What do you suggest?"

A hum of thought echoed through the thin door. "Just make sure he eats properly," James advised. "Three meals a day, snacks in between if necessary, just like any usual child. But also keep an eye out for any possible allergies, just since we don't know if he has any or not."

"Okay, what else do I need to know?" Kanan asked.

"His vaccinations are out of date," James continued.

"By how much?" Kanan's concerned voice probed.

"Well…" James started nervously. "How do I put this?... Ever?"

Silence ensued for a moment, before Kanan stuttered "He's never had his vaccinations?"

"Well he's in the system, but there are no dates for any shots... in fact, there are no records for him coming into a doctor's appointment at all," James muttered.

"Never? He's never been to the doctor's before?" Kanan asked.

"Well if he has it's not in the records," James sighed, before continuing "So we can schedule those for some time soon, as well as an allergy test to check for any possible reactants… or, we can do it today and get it done with."

Kanan hummed thoughtfully. "Would it be better to save it for another day or to just get over with now?" he asked considerately.

"I still have time if you want to do it now," James suggested.

"Okay. Sounds like a plan then," Kanan finished.

My eyes widened. From what I'd heard, shots hurt. A lot. Probably a lot more than that pin prick I felt earlier. I quickly twisted on my heel and identified my options. I could stay and get the vaccines, or escape somehow and run back to the streets. Part of me didn't want to run, because then I couldn't see Sabine or Hera anymore. Heck, I might even miss Corporal a little, but instincts told me to get out. Now.

I quickly ran across the room and leaped onto the bed, clawing at the vent in the corner of the room. I had seen it earlier, and the cover was rusted and weak. It was my first, and only option for escape at the moment. My heart pumped faster as I heard Kanan and James finish talking. The adrenaline was rushing through my veins and with one swift motion, I plied off the cover off the vent just as the two older males walked into the room. Everyone froze, Kanan and I exchanging a glance. No-one said a word, everyone's eyes wide.

While James took a second to twig on, Kanan was already on it and bolting forward. But I wasn't sticking around for that, halfway through scrambling into the cramped space. By the time Kanan had made it to the bed, I was already submerged in the shadows. "Ezra!" Kanan called, his voice echoing off the metal walls. "What are you doing?!"

"You're clever Corporal!" I yelled back with a smirk. "Figure it out!"

Hey guys! Did you enjoy the chapter? Do you think Kanan will be able to catch Ezra in time? You'll have to find out in the next chapter! I was originally planning for the doctor's story to be one chapter, but it was getting too long so I cut it off here. I hope you enjoyed and are excited to see what will happen next!

Okay, the first thing I have to say is I GOT THE STAR WARS REBELS SEASON 1 BOX SET! Yeah baby! Star wars rebels marathons every night! Whoop, whoop!

Two, I CAN'T WAIT FOR SEASON 2! Wooo! I legitimately can't wait! I'm so excited! :D

Three, I'm going over to a friend's house for a few days so don't expect any updates in that time.

Anyways, that's all I have to say for the moment. I hope you enjoyed the chapter and have a great day! May the force be with you, always!

-Superherotiger