Let's me say this: THE SEASON THREE TRAILER NEARLY KILLED ME! MY EMOTIONS ARE ON FIRE NOW! All the SWR fans are going to need therapy by the end of the season!

Okay Now with that out of the way, this chapter takes place in Season 1 after Sparks of Rebellion. Hope you all enjoy.

With change comes adjustments. One must get used to new surroundings and new people, but most of all a new routine. For the Ghost crew, each member had to endure the change to their new environment and company of new people. For their newest member though, Ezra was taking the longest to adjust.

While the rest of the crew had their share of hard times, none had to grow up with the constant reminder they were alone and needed to find their own means to survive. So it was no surprise to the rest of the crew to see the youngest and newest member always on the edge for the first month. Each of them though helped Ezra to feel not only safe on the Ghost, but to help him realize he had a home again.

Zeb was less then static to have to bunk with the kid. Hera though had told him it was his "punishment" for ditching Ezra on the Star Destroyer. After that Zeb was silent on the matter. Zeb felt kid was just as irritated at the arrangements as Zeb was, but did not say anything. Zeb just laid on his bed as his new roommate moved in, or at least he tried to till Ezra began looking around the small cabin in wonder.

"Wow," Ezra expressed in amazement as he went to the top bunk, "It's been a long time since I slept in one of these."

Zeb had to ask, "I thought you lived in a room in that communications tower?"

Ezra answered softly, "It did, but the place didn't have a bed to sleep on. This here is so comfortable."

Zeb felt himself twinge at what the kid said. Zeb now had a disturbing image of a younger Ezra curled up on the cold ground.

Zeb suddenly left the room. Ezra did not think much of the lasats as he looked around at his new surroundings. Zeb then came back and dropped a bunch of stuff on top of him, causing Ezra to freak a little bit, only to find out the items were a blanket and pillow. Ezra looked at Zeb confused.

Zeb looked away as he replied, "It can get cold in here, and I'm not going to listen to you whining when you can't get warm." Zeb was again silent for a bit and went to leave to go check on some stuff.

"Hey Zeb," Ezra said to get Zeb's attention before he left the Cabin, "I know us being roommates wasn't your choice. But, thanks for letting me stay in here."

Zeb chuckled a little bit. "You may not be thanking me when you hear me snore at night."

Ezra laughed at this as well before replying, "I have slept in some petty loud places, I think I can handle snoring."

With that the Lasat left the room.

Ezra just looked at the door as Zeb left. He then situated the blanket and pillow onto the bed before taking a little nap. Ezra was right, the cot was very soft. That was the first time in forever he let his guard down. Which made easier for Zeb cause as he came back into the room, he pulled the blanket over the kids shoulders.

Hera took immediate notice, how could she not; Ezra was far too skinny and he didn't appear to eat anything on the Ghost. Hera had shown Ezra the kitchen when she gave him the grand tour, so it concerned her a bit that she never saw him in there. To be fair, most of the crew just ate whenever, but she saw everyone but Ezra eat.

One night though when she couldn't sleep, she went to the kitchen for some tea when she found Ezra taking a handful a ration bars.

"Ezra?" Hera asked sleepily, startling the kid to drop several of the ration bars.

"I'm sorry," Ezra apologized as he quickly put the bars back and tried to head out the kitchen, only for Hera to put her hand on his shoulder to stop him.

"Woah kid, it's okay. But you know you don't have to sneak ration bars at night, and also the ration bars are normally for missions.

"Sorry," Ezra repeated with his cheeks turning red.

Hera just smiled, "Tell you what, I made chicken soup earlier, why don't I make you a bowl and,"

It's okay I'm not hungry." Ezra quickly replied.

Hera, not liking his response just stared at him like she was looking into his soul, this quickly made Ezra get slightly uncomfortable.

Ezra began to back up as he tried to leave, "So…"

As he began to turn around though, Hera put a firm yet gentle grip on his shoulder and turned him around, given him a stern look.

"Ezra Bridger," she said seriously, "You wouldn't be in the kitchen taking ration bars if you weren't hungry. Added to the fact I have not seen you eat since you've come on board, I know something is bugging you and I would like to know. Please."

Ezra looked into Hera's eyes and he was giving him that same look she gave him when he told her about his parents. Ezra knew Hera was concerned because she cared, and he didn't want her to worry.

Ezra let out a sigh, he couldn't lie to Hera.

"It's just… Look I know you said kitchen is open to everyone. But, I just prefer to eat when I know no one is here. Does that make sense?" Ezra asked this, nervous that Hera would think he was crazy.

"You don't feel comfortable eating in front of others?" Hera asked, hoping she understood the young human's predicament.

"Kind of," Ezra replied uncertainly as he rubbed the back of his neck. "I'm just not used to the idea of eating where people can see me. I know that sounds weird but-,"

Hera smiled at him gently.

"Ezra, when you are used to a routine, it is hard to break a habit. I get it. But you should know that the ration bars have the minimum nutritional value then an actual meal."

Ezra just looked to the side a bit, not sure how to answer.

"How about this, if I get you some of the soup and I leave the room, do you promise to eat it?" Hera offered.

Ezra looked at her a bit before replying. "I guess."

Hera smiled and got some stew to put in the microwave along with her tea.

As the timer was going Hera kept explaining.

"If you honestly don't feel comfortable eating in front of others. Just wait till you know everyone else had eaten before coming in. Maybe you can even try eating in front of just one person, just to build up being able to eat in front of others."

Ezra smiled at Hera's motherly advice.

"Sit down at the table." Hera ordered as the microwave beeped that it was done heating up Ezra's meal.

As Hera brought the bowl to the kid, who smiled it at the smell of the content in the bowl, she reminded Ezra,

"Kid, I know it is hard to break a routine, just don't starve yourself ok?"

Ezra smiled, and just as Hera was about to leave the kitchen Ezra spoke up.

"Hera, maybe I'm okay with eating in front of you. You know, to practice like you said."

Hera smiled as she sat at the other end of the table with her tea. "I'll try not to look to make your feel better."

While Hera did oblige to this, she couldn't help but smile as she saw in the corner of her eyes Ezra's light up as he soon began to shovel down the soup.

Sabine was in a rut. The greatest struggle of being an artist was to lack inspiration to create her art. She had been looking at her wall for almost two hours when a knock on the door was heard.

"Come in." Sabine hollered.

As the door opened, she found the newest member of the crew at her door way; and he was obviously holding something behind his back.

Sabine just rolled her eyes. "Ezra, while I appreciate the offer, flowers make me sneeze.

"What?" Ezra asked confused before he got it "oh no. I was just wondering…"

Ezra, without looking at Sabine, revealed what was behind his back; a Tie fighter pilot helmet. Sabine stared at the black helmet before taking it and examining it, the wheels in her mind turning.

Ezra rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly as he explained, "I thought you might want to paint it. I mean, I don't really know what you can paint on black but you can probably think of something."

Sabine then smiled and immediately tugged Ezra by the arm into her room. While Ezra just stood there confused. Sabine set up her table with an array of flimsi on the top and grabbed a stencil as well.

Sabine then began stencil her signature star bird, but what really surprised Ezra was that she then began to stencil what appeared to be snakes pointing at the bird.

"What is she doing?" Ezra thought to himself as he looked at Sabine work on her new project. Ezra then noticed how happy Sabine appeared to be. She was smiling as her tongue stuck out. Her eyes were so focused on her work and they shined with inspiration.

Ezra smiled, he was happy Sabine found use of his gift. He was about to sneak out of the room when Sabine, without even looking up, Sabine took Ezra by the wrist again and sat him in the chair next to her.

"Stay," Sabine said as she began to stencil leaf shapes around what were stems not snakes.

"Why?" Ezra asked a little confused. It wasn't like he was doing anything.

"Cause Ezra you brought the inspiration, if you leave then so does the muse."

Ezra just stared at her, having followed none of her logic.

Sabine stared at her and smiled as she said, "It's an art thing."

"Oh" Ezra simply replied.

Sabine then grabbed her white spray paint and with the stencil flimsi laid it over the helmet. Finally, Sabine finished her work; The star bird at the center of the helmet emerging from the leaves like a flower.

Sabine beamed at her work, smiling ear to ear.

"Rebirth." Was al Sabine said to Ezra. She then held up the helmet and began looking at her wall. Again Sabine got inspiration for her rooms next project.

"I am on a roll!" Sabine exasperated as she got her spray paint to begin her bigger scale work. She paused though for a moment though and turned to Ezra and smiled.

"Thanks Ezra, this was exactly what I needed."

Ezra blushed a bit. "No problem." Ezra remained seated where he was.

"You know if you don't want to, you don't have to stay." Sabine pointed out, but for some reason wishing she hadn't.

Ezra smiled, "I got nothing better to do, and besides, I like seeing art actually come to life."

Sabine smiled. As she painted her wall she was pleasantly surprised; normally she worked in privacy without prying eyes. For some reason though, having Ezra look at her work helped her to not second guess herself. While Sabine liked the idea of Ezra being part of the crew, it was at that moment, she really loved having him on board.

It was just one of those nights. Kanan on occasion would just have those nights where he couldn't sleep. While Kanan was indeed tired, the man just had a lot on his mind since Ezra joined the crew. Even though Kanan was happy the kid had agreed to join, it also caused Kanan to worry about his new role as a teacher.

Kanan decided to do a 'Hera' and get a cup of tea and go to his usual spot in the cockpit to star gaze until he got tired.

Once his tea was brewed he made his way to the cockpit. Once there though he noticed another being in the room. In the pilot seat was Ezra, star gazing just like Kanan was about to do. Ezra didn't even notice Kanan approach him from behind.

"Enjoying the view?" Kanan simply asked, which was enough to scare Ezra and make him fall out of his seat with a hard thud.

"You okay?" Kanan asked as he stifled a laugh as he helped the kid onto his feet.

Ezra slightly irritated, Ezra asked, "Do you go around in the middle of the night and randomly scare people, I feel like I should have had a warning for this.

Kanan actually laughing this time replied as he sat in the pilot seat.

"Nah, I couldn't sleep and this is normally where I go when that happens."

"Sorry," Ezra replied

Kanan though just shook his head at him, "Don't be." He then padded the co-pilot seat next to him, which the kid sat in.

"So, why can't you sleep?" Ezra asked as he looked back at the starry night.

"Too much coffee," Kanan quickly lied, "you?"

"Eh, star gazing always helped me ease my mind, and I've got a lot to think about lately." Ezra replied simply.

"What do you mean?" Kanan asked in curiosity.

Ezra shrugged his shoulders a bit before he explained.

"Well…Don't get me wrong, I really appreciate being part of this crew and all. It's just a lot to take in though; being here, part of a crew, actually talking to people on a daily basis. To be honest I kind of expect to wake up and find this all to of been part of a really good dream."

The two were silent for a bit before Kanan finally replied, "That's pretty heavy."

Kanan knew the kid had been on the streets; Hera having told them his parents were 'out of the picture'. But the kid having to get used to things such as actually talking with people was kind of sad. What made it worse though was Kanan knew exactly how Ezra felt.

"Yeah, it is a lot to take in at first, but you'll get used to it. We all had to." Kanan pointed out.

Ezra was actually a little shocked, "Really?"

"Yeah," Kanan replied simply before going into detail of the rest of the crew's struggles, "When Hera and I first joined forces, we each woke up in the middle of the night to check on the other to make sure we hadn't just left. Zeb was on constant guard when he first joined, he actually slept with his bo-rifle in his hands loaded. Not to mention it took him about a month before he could sleep throughout the night without roaring from his nightmares of Lothal's destruction. Sabine when she first came on board actually shot the microwave and flipped each of us over her shoulders, including Zeb during her first week on board."

"Wow." Ezra exclaimed. This made him feel better about trying to get used to the crew.

"I know that you were on your own a lot longer than any of us. But I know that you will be okay, it will just take a little time. Also, if you need anything, we're all here to help," Kanan assured his padawan.

Ezra smiled and looked at Kanan, "Thank, for telling me that. But do you think you could tell me why you're really up this late."

Kanan looked at him, not only surprised that Ezra was accusing him of lying, but that Ezra knew he was lying.

Ezra simply told Kanan, "On the streets, you pick up quickly when people are lying."

Kanan was silent for a bit.

"Come on, I was honest with you." Ezra pointed out.

Kanan sighed a bit before he opened up a bit to Ezra.

"I guess you could say 'like student like master', I got a lot on my mind too."

"It's because I'm here, isn't?" Ezra asked dismayed, already knowing the answer.

"It's not your fault Ezra," Kanan quickly pointed out, "It's just…"

Kanan wasn't really sure how to explain it to the kid, but finally he found the rights words.

"I'll be honest; you are the first force user I've met since the Jedi Order fell. Which I'm really happy about, it's a lot to take in. Now I'm going to be teaching you what I know about the ways of the force, and I'm little worried that It won't be enough."

Kanan had to admit it, it was nice to finally get these thoughts off his chest. Kanan then noticed Ezra thinking a bit. Soon, Ezra smiled and told Kanan.

"For what's it's worth, I know you're going to be a great teacher." Ezra replied, without a single doubt in his voice.

Kanan smiled.

The two then remained quiet as the two continued star gazing. After a long period of time, Kanan was finally beginning to drift a bit to sleep. He turned to the teen next to him and found Ezra had fallen asleep. Kanan smiled at this. Not wanting to disturb the boys slumber, he gently picked him up and brought him to his own room.

Once Kanan laid Ezra down, he went to the kids and Zeb's room to sleep finally get to sleep, Kanan knew everything was going to okay.

So I hope you all enjoyed this tale. I will be honest, this was going to be the first chapter, but then I got the frost bitten idea watching "Empire Strikes Back" one night and I immediately had to write it. SO I hope this is okay and I hope all liked it