Hey guys! Now, I know I haven't updated in ages, but if you're following any of my other stories, you'll know that this is day three of my 'Super Marathon'! :D I'm so glad I can finally update everything, and I've actually had this one ready for ages now but I wanted to make sure I had all my other stories ready for the marathon first! So, I hope you guys enjoy this chapter. A little bit of Ezra Hera bonding up ahead. ;D

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Hera's POV

Kanan groaned exasperatedly while driving the Phantom towards the school. "The kid's not going to take it well," he muttered.

I rolled my eyes and replied "How bad can it be? It's just the dentists."

He raised a brow, glancing over at me for a second before adverting his attention back to the road. "My point exactly," he mumbled.

The rest of the journey was silent as we approached the school. Teenagers started flooding out of the gates, parents trying to find a parking space in the crowded streets. Kanan swerved the Phantom a little away from the chaos, beside the pathway that Sabine and Ezra would walk along. After a few minutes, the two familiar teenagers strolled down the pavement, chatting to each other and smiling every once and a while. "He's getting better," I pointed out joyfully. Kanan watched the two with absent eyes, before honking the horn and attracting their attention. Sabine smiled, waving and grabbing Ezra's wrist. She dragged him towards us while Kanan lowered the window. "Hey Kanan!" she greeted excitedly. "I have some awesome news!"

Kanan smiled, replying "Jump in and you can explain on the way."

"I thought I got an hour of free time," Ezra protested, shrugging out of Sabine's grasp. "We had a deal General."

"What's this?" I quizzed.

Kanan rolled his eyes, resting his elbow out the window. "Yeah, well, that starts tomorrow. Now hurry up and get in."

I raised a brow, but decided not to question any further. With a little encouragement from Sabine, the reluctant teen opened the door and slid in, Sabine following in suit. Kanan revved the engine, before driving off in the direction of the Ghost again. I glanced over my shoulder and examined the two. While Ezra was slumped back in his seat, staring out the window with ghostly eyes, Sabine was bursting with excitement and energy, a gleeful smile plastered onto her face. "So, how was school?" I asked.

Sabine immediately perked up, exclaiming "Hera, guess what? Today I got marked for that assessment task I did. Remember it?"

I opened my mouth to reply but was cut off when Kanan said sarcastically "Was that the stop-motion that took you 6 days to make? Or the science one where you painted your classmates like 'rainbows-gone-wrong' with your colour bomb?"

Sabine huffed defiantly, before snapping "I swear it was an accident! It's not my fault those pinheads thought it was a handball!"

I glared at the older male, before turning to Sabine and urging "As you were saying."

Sabine's displeasure was quickly replaced with delight as she continued "So my stop-motion got 20 out of 20 for my grade! How great it that?!"

"Aw, good girl," I grinned. "I'm so proud of you."

She beamed with confidence, shuffling back into the seat and smiling cheerfully the whole way back to the Ghost. Kanan slowed the car and parked on the side of the street, glancing over his shoulder and saying "Good job Sabine. Go reward yourself and have an ice-cream."

Sabine grinned, opening the door and bolting towards the house, the door slamming behind her. "If you say so!" she laughed, prancing up the driveway. Ezra released his seatbelt and was about to open his door when the lock suddenly flickered closed. The boy jumped a little, unsure of what was going on when I realised that Kanan had locked his door remotely. "Not so fast," he said, grasping the wheel and driving down the road again.

"W-What are you doing?" Ezra stuttered nervously, electric eyes full of suspicion.

Kanan glanced at me, brow raised. I sighed, turning to face the teen and explaining "Hun, we're just going to the dentists for a quick check up."

Ezra's eyes widened. "W-What?" he stammered, before suddenly snapping defensively "This wasn't part of the deal!"

"There was no deal. It's just life," Kanan smirked. "Now put your seatbelt back on."

Ezra folded his arms defiantly, eyes narrowing. "And what if I refuse to go in?" he tested cockily.

"Then you don't get your unsupervised hour after school anymore," Kanan answered bluntly.

"What?!" Ezra exclaimed.

Kanan raised a brow, continuing to drive casually through the streets. "That's right. And if you don't put your seatbelt on right now I'll stop the car and do it myself."

Ezra opened his mouth to retort, but a stern glare from Kanan in the rear-view mirror made the teen bite his tongue and sit back obediently. The rest of the trip was silent. At one point I was tempted to ask Ezra how school had gone, but he really didn't seem in the right mood at the moment. Another time maybe.

Once we made it to the dental surgery and Kanan had parked the Phantom, the three of us walked into the small, but cosy waiting area. I could see Ezra fidgeting nervously in the corner of my eye, shifting from one foot to the other instinctively. Kanan frowned, placing a hand on the teen's back and asking me "You can sort out the details while junior and I go sit over there, right?"

Ezra scowled at his new nickname, eyes narrowing towards Kanan. I smiled warmly, replying "Yeah, I'll sort it out."

Kanan nodded, leading Ezra over to the chairs while I approached the desk. "Hello," I greeted to the young male reading through a novel.

The man glanced up and smiled, placing his book down and asking "How can I help you today Madam?"

"Appointment under 'Syndulla'," I answered.

The man pulled out a thick book and flicked through the pages quickly. After a moment, he announced "Ah. Here you are. Dr White should be out in a moment. Please take a seat."

I nodded gratefully, twisting on my heel and walking towards Kanan and Ezra. "It's a check-up, not an operation," I heard Kanan whisper to Ezra as I approached.

Ezra had his arms folded, jaw grinding in frustration. Kanan rolled his eyes, taunting with a smirk "Unless you're saying you're afraid of the dentists."

Ezra suddenly snapped, head whipping around and staring dead into Kanan's eyes. "I'm not afraid!" he hissed. "But have you ever tried explaining 'Oh, sorry about my teeth. I guess I haven't been to the dentists in eight years'!"

It was silent between the two, their gazes not being broken. After a tense moment, Kanan's expression softened, and Ezra turned his back on the older male, puffing his chest out indignantly. I cleared my throat loudly, causing both of them to glance up at me. "Is everything okay?" I asked cautiously, taking a seat beside Kanan.

"Yeah. Everything's great," Ezra muttered sarcastically, rolling his eyes and staring out the window with little interest.

I frowned, but decided not to push any further. Everyone remained silent for the next 15 minutes until a man wearing a white jacket walked out of the doors. He looked like an older-aged man, with glasses that magnified his set of crystal green eyes. White hair sprouted slightly on his almost bald head, and a big bushy beard grew from his chin. "Syndulla?" he called out, voice coarse and worn.

I stood up, Kanan and Ezra following in suit. The man smiled warmly, extending his arm in a friendly handshake. "Miss Syndulla I assume," he greeted. "I am Dr White."

"Pfft. No kidding," Ezra scoffed under his breath, quickly rewarded with an elbow in the ribs from Kanan. The two glared at each other, but it was ultimately Ezra who turned away first.

I shook Dr White's hand firmly and smiled, replying "It's nice to meet you Dr White. This is Kanan, and our foster son Ezra."

The man glanced over us quickly, before gesturing to the doors and saying "Come. Let's get started."

"Of course. Kanan?" I asked through a forced smile.

Kanan tilted his head curiously, a subtle nod of my head hinting to him to go ahead. Thankfully, he understood, following Dr White through the door and into the hallway. Ezra didn't have any intention of following them though as they disappeared behind the door, head hung low and arms folded. "Ezra," I cooed gently, placing my hand on his shoulder.

He refused to meet my gaze, finding his boots suddenly interesting. Bending down, I used my other hand to tilt up his chin so we were face to face. His electric blue eyes were shadowed with guilt, glancing up at me, ashamed. I grasped his shoulders and gave them a small squeeze, asking quietly "You want to talk about it?"

He shook his head rapidly, blue bangs swaying from side to side. I sighed. "Ezra, you know I'm always here for you if you need me, right?"

He didn't reply at first, before nodding ever so slightly. I smiled, brushing stray locks of hair off his face and tucking it behind his ear. "That's a good boy. Now let's go," I said, standing up. Surprisingly, Ezra didn't hesitate in walking beside me as we travelled down the hallway. In one of the many doors, Kanan stood half in and half out of one of the rooms. When he saw as approaching, he waved us over. Once there, all three of us entered the room which had a large, reclining dentist chair in the middle and a small desk in the corner of the room. "Take a seat," Dr White said, pulling a pair of rubber gloves on his hand with a snap.

Ezra swallowed deeply, but obliged, laying down on the cushioned seat. "Okay Ezra," Dr White started while taking a seat next to Ezra. He placed a protective cloth over the teen's chest and handed him some shaded glasses, proceeding to turn on a specific light from above. "Open up."

Ezra's lips pulled into a thin line, his fingers twitching and raking into the seat cover. Kanan glanced at me worriedly, before walking to Ezra's other side and placing his hand reassuringly on the boy's arm. I walked forward and waited behind Kanan, watching as the two silently conversed. After a moment, Ezra grimaced and reluctantly opened his mouth.

"Oh my," Dr White mumbled in shock, probing inside the boy's mouth.

Ezra shifted uncomfortably as the metal contraption poked around his teeth and gums. "Well… uh… for starters, there's a lot of build up," Dr White pointed out awkwardly. It was true. His teeth were tinged yellow, crud and plaque lining his gums. The more Dr White inspected the situation, the worse it seemed to be. Dr White leant back in his chair and hummed a thought to himself. "Ezra, have your teeth always been that sharp?" he asked curiously. Only now that he'd pointed it out did I realise how different Ezra's teeth actually were. The front few had jagged, pointy tops and his canines looked more like fangs. Maybe that's the reason he could demolish everything so quickly.

"No," the teen replied bluntly, causing everyone in the room to stare at him blankly. He suddenly became very aware of the abnormity of his answer, tugging at his collar nervously. "Well… uh…I mean… is it not normal for teeth to be this sharp?"

Dr White shook his head, replying "Your teeth must have been filed to get them to this state."

Kanan frowned, staring at the boy with a piercing gaze. Ezra was obviously nervous by the older man's watchful eye but stared right back at him. "Did you sharpen your teeth Ezra?" Kanan asked suspiciously.

Ezra flinched, but replied defensively "And if I did?"

Kanan sighed, turning to Dr White and saying "You can fix those, right?"

Dr White nodded confidently. "I should be able to smooth them over, but I'll need to do some scans first. It may also need anaesthetic, so not to damage the nerves."

"What?!" Ezra exclaimed.

"Perfect. When can we do that?" Kanan continued, ignoring Ezra's outburst.

Dr White thought for a moment, before answering "It should only take a minute or two… if you're willing to pay extra for the procedure."

Ezra opened his mouth to retort but was cut off by Kanan. "We are."

"Okay. Let me just get some more equipment," Dr White explained, heading for the door and leaving swiftly. "Uh, anyone care to explain what just happened?" I asked.

Ezra folded his arms and adverted his gaze elsewhere, while Kanan turned around and sighed, expression soft. "It's common on the streets for kids to… well… grind their teeth so they're sharper and can rip through food easier," he said grimly.

My gut started to churn, eyes widening in disgust. "Really? But, why would they do such a horrid thing?!"

"Hey!" Ezra protested.

I gestured apologetically towards him, not realising what I had said may have offended the once orphaned teen. Kanan patted his shoulder encouragingly, before continuing "Since orphans have so little opportunity for food, they need to be able to break down anything they're given-"

"Which includes tough meats, stale bread or anything else remotely digestible," Ezra stepped in, still refusing to face us directly though.

Kanan sighed, finishing "I see it a lot these days."

I walked to Ezra's side, expression soft and forgiving. "I'm sorry you had to go through that," I soothed, grasping his hand gently.

He blushed, ducking his face and retracting his hand from my touch. "I-It's nothing… really," he replied sheepishly. "You're not… mad, are you?"

I smiled, ruffling his hair and replying "Of course not. You were just… doing what you had to do. We understand." I leant forward, planting a kiss on his forehead. The boy quickly pulled back, rubbing his neck awkwardly while Kanan just smirked, leaning back against the chair. After a silent moment, Ezra glanced up at us and asked "Do I… have to get my teeth blunted?"

I raised a brow, replying "Why would you not want to?"

He fiddled with his thumbs, concealing his face behind his blue locks. "I don't know… just… might come in handy one day…" he mumbled quietly.

Kanan groaned exasperatedly, saying "Kid. How long will it take you to realise we're not going to ditch you?"

"Well you never know!" Ezra snapped, glaring at the man. But he was quick to correct himself, his anger melting into guilt. "I'm sorry," he sighed, dragging a hand down his face. "But sometimes I can't help worry, you know? I mean, old habits die hard."

Kanan's expression softened, placing his hand gently on Ezra's shoulder. "I know… but you've gotta trust us," Kanan pointed out quietly.

Ezra nodded slowly, face emotionless. Dr White walked back into the room, a tray of new and shiny equipment laying on it. "Okay. First, we'll clean up your teeth and then start smoothing over the sharp ones," he explained while taking his seat beside Ezra again. The teen turned to face us, eyes wide and pleading for one final attempt of escape. But finding himself unsuccessful, he sucked it up and obediently did whatever he was told while Dr White scraped off all the plaque that had set on his teeth.

The procedure ran surprisingly well and quick, Ezra's teeth white and glinting when he finally pulled back. After taking an x-ray, Dr White examined the results with admiration. "Well Ezra, your parents must have had amazing teeth because you have great jaw strength and teeth alignment, despite all the grit and crud. You don't even seem to have any tooth decay, which is surprising for this case."

I smiled in relief, but Ezra looked slightly puzzled, as if not sure how to feel about the statement. I patted his arm encouragingly, hinting that it was a positive comment and not to be rude. "Thank you Dr White," I said gratefully while Ezra removed his glasses.

Dr White nodded. "Now, it will just take me a second to get prepared for the procedure," he announced, pushing his chair to sit at the desk and continuing to type on the computer. Suddenly, faint rings sounded from Kanan's pocket as he reached in and pulled out his cell phone. "Ugh. Work," he groaned, turning to head for the door. "I'll be back."

"Wait!" Ezra protested. "What about-"

"Kid, you'll be fine. I'll be gone for like a minute and Hera will still be with you," Kanan assured, before turning back and exiting the room swiftly.

Ezra seemed to freeze for a moment, before laying down again and staring at the ceiling blankly. I sighed, taking Kanan's seat by his side and resting my head on my hands gently. We waited silently, until Dr White swivelled back and pulled the tray of equipment closer. "Okay, now we're just going to apply some anaesthetic," he stated while pulling out a needle.

Ezra almost leaped out of his skin just by the sight of it, exclaiming "WHAT?! No, no, no! I-I've already had my shots, I-I don't need more!"

My eyes widened, standing up and restraining his flailing arms. "Ezra! Ezra! Calm down!" I yelled. He resisted forcefully, gaze focused completely on the needle though as he tried to get as far away as possible. Taking the risk, I released one of his arms and instead grasped onto his chin, forcing him to face me directly. "Ezra! Calm down… just relax," I soothed. He stared at me with ghostly eyes, breathing rapid and muscles tense. But slowly, the tension unravelled and he sucked in a deep breath, releasing it in a strained sigh. I smiled, letting go of his other arm and saying "There we go. Everything's okay now."

Once I was sure Ezra had completely calmed down, I explained "Ezra, the anaesthetic will numb your mouth, so it doesn't hurt when he smooths over your teeth."

"Oh," he replied nervously, swallowing deeply. "So that thing goes in… my mouth?"

"Yes," I answered, before stroking his head gently and asking "Do you think you can do it?"

His lips drew into a thin line, eyes unsure. I sighed, adding gently "Please? For me?"

He stared at me blankly, considering for a long, silent moment. Eventually, he rolled his eyes and reclined back in his chair. "Let's just get this over with," he muttered, though his tone was hoarse and shaky.

I smiled, taking my seat and waiting patiently. Part of me wished Kanan would walk in right now and use his stern, but soothing words to keep the boy calm and prevent anymore outbursts, but that didn't seem likely. Dr White cautiously got ready again, preparing all his equipment and watching the boy from the corner of his eye suspiciously. Ezra had his hands clenched, taking deep breaths to still his racing nerves. I closed my eyes, praying that the procedure would be quick and relatively painless. All I could do was hope.

Suddenly, I felt a tough, warm hand grasp onto mine. My eyes shot open, glancing up at Ezra who stared at me with wide, fearful orbs. And it was like I was looking at Ezra Bridger for the first time. He was conveying one simple message to me that he was maybe to proud, or scared to admit out loud.

'I'm afraid.'

I smiled reassuringly, sandwiching his hand between my two tightly. I squeezed it gently, trying to share the confidence that I had in him. Dr White swivelled in his chair and said "Open up."

Ezra pushed his glasses back on and opened his mouth reluctantly, Dr White applying some numbing gel to his gums. Then, he pulled out the needle, which Ezra wasn't daring enough to look at and clenched his eyes shut instead. Dr White leant closer, pushing the sharp point of the needle into Ezra's gums. The boy tensed up, squeezing my hand tightly and letting slip a small, discomforting moan. Dr White pulled the needle back and waited patiently for his response. After a silent moment, Ezra released his grip on my hand and relaxed, the numbing agent taking action.

Dr White started working, smoothing over Ezra's sharp, jagged teeth swiftly. Kanan returned while halfway through, walking to my side and watching curiously. Obviously, my prayers had been answered, since the procedure did go quick and surprisingly painless… or at least from what I could tell by Ezra's blank expression. Once finished, Dr White pulled back and smiled. "All finished," he announced. "Your teeth should be good as new."

Kanan nodded gratefully. "Thank you very much."

Dr White stood up, saying "It's my pleasure. The numbness should wear off in about 3-4 hours."

Ezra touched his mouth curiously while I said with a smile "I'm so proud of you. You did great."

He bared his teeth, staring into the small mirror with perked interest. "I fee weer," he slurred, speech distorted from the anaesthetic. It took me a moment to correctly translate it to 'I feel weird.'

When I did, I smiled and replied "You will for a little while. But then you'll be as good as new."

The teen ran a finger over his now smooth teeth, turning to Kanan and asking "'eeth good now? Etter tha 'efore?" which translated to "Teeth good now? Better than before?"

Kanan chuckled, ruffling his blue hair and answering "Much better kiddo. Much better."

I grasped Ezra's hand and squeezed it gently, exchanging a joyful gaze with his triumphant blue. I didn't need to say what I was thinking. He knew what I thought… or at least I assumed he did. But one thing was for sure, he knew that I was proud of him. "This is a new beginning," I murmured quietly so only he could hear. "Getting rid of the old just leaves space for the new. And I promise, you're going to have a great life from here on out."

His expression was doubtful, eyes wary, but he nodded slowly. I'm sure he would have spoken his mind if it wouldn't have come out stupidly, but it was so obvious that he didn't need to.

"Let's hope so Hera. Let's hope so."

Hey guys! How was the chapter? I thought I'd slow things down a little and have a nice bonding chapter between Ezra and Hera. At first I was going to skip to the next chapter, which is a lot more plot related, but then I realised that I couldn't just skip things like the dentists. I mean, after 8 years on the street, his teeth would have been pretty cruddy. I can just imagine! But anyways, I hope you enjoyed the chapter and have a great day! May the force be with you, always!

-Superherotiger