A/N Ever since I saw "The Twin Suns" I wondered what Ezra's feelings about Obi-Wan refusing to join the Rebellion so this chapter explores that. (And I would have loved for Ezra to meet Luke in that episode too!)

Ezra had spent the moments since his return from tatoween in the caves by the Bendu. The caves were old, twisted and mysterious much like the creature himself. Perfect for avoiding one's friends so that he didn't lash out at them. He was just so angry at Obi-Wan for not joining the rebellion. He couldn't understand how anyone could be so selfish. Ezra knew full well that he wasn't a saint but at least he cared enough about people's free will to try and stop the Empire. He kicked over a stack of rocks, hoping that the Bendu didn't have some weird attachment to them or anything.

"What did that rock ever do to you?" A low rumbling voice with an unusual accent that he didn't recognise said from behind him. Letting out an annoyed humph Ezra turned around to face who he assumed was another force ghost.

This one looked older than the previous figures or maybe that was just because of stress typical Jedi stress, after all Obi-Wan was only in his 50s yet could have easily passed for 80 and Kanan was constantly complaining about how Ezra was giving him grey hairs which didn't seem like as big of a problem since it wasn't like he could see them. Speaking of hair, this man's was long and silver with part of it tied back which matched his long sharp face. Despite being a tall, imposing figure his eyes were filled with the glimmer of kind wit that reminded Ezra of his father.

Unlike the previous figures Ezra had absolutely no idea who this person was.

"Look, not that I don't appreciate your forcely wisdom or whatever but I'm not in the mood right now." He spat turning his back on the figure.

"Did your master never tell you it was rude to turn your back on someone who came back from beyond the grave for a chat?" The figure said in the tone of a bad Dad joke.

Ezra sighed, knowing that the ghost was right. Reluctantly he turned back to face him although couldn't help but still feel angry.

"I'm sorry, I've just had a rough day. This jedi won't help us to defeat The Empire!"

He then raised his eyebrow the way Hera has taught him. "Although if you're here now then you probably already know that."

The man let out a deep sigh. "Yes and I understand your frustration, however your anger should not be directed at my padawan. His path is different from yours young one."

"Your padawan? So you're Obi-Wan's master?" Ezra asked although he probably should have figured that out by now.

"Yes." He replied proudly. "I am Qui-Gon Jinn."

"Cool." Ezra said unimpressed. "That still doesn't explain why Obi-Wan couldn't help us fight the empire. With him on our side we could-"

"Did Obi-Wan strike you as someone who wouldn't want to help?" Qui-Gon interrupted. Ezra wasn't sure if it was becuase he wanted to get straight to the point or because he didn't like someone slandering his padawan. Ezra would put money on the latter since he had yet to come across a Jedi that actually plaint told him what he needed to know with using a thousand riddles.

"No. He was kind and wise. But that makes him even more of a coward for not helping!" His anger started building again. He felt the rocks he'd kicked over start to tremble around him.

"So think." Qui-Gon said calmly, ignoring the young padawan's outburst. "Why would someone like Obi-Wan stay on that planet if they could help?"

"I don't know." Ezra said. His anger turned in to frustration causing the stones to suddenly drop. He took in a deep breath like Kanan had taught him to do and almost immediately he felt the dark never that had started to built up inside him begin to calm down. Once his mind was settled he was able to think clearly. As he began to rationally think an idea came into his head that he couldn't believe he hadn't thought of before.

"Was he protecting something? Like a weapon or something?" Ezra exclaimed eagerly. The rebellion could really use that right now.

At first he was disappointed when Qui-Gon shook his head. That was until he spoke.

"Not something. Someone."

Ezra's interest was instantly hooked. "Who?"

"A young man just like you, who's got more in common with you than just your age."

A force sensitive. Ezra thought reading between the lines easily. He'd met very few people who were fore sensitive in his life anyway but non of the had been his age. He would be nice to finally have someone his age that he could relate to who understand as little about the force as he did.

"Is he cute?" He asked with a smirk.

"Padawans." Qui-Gon sighed with a low rumbling chuckle clearly showing that he was stranger to such antics. "Always so eager to run off with their hearts. At least my padawan has more sense than my grand padawan in that regard. Anyway you'll find out for yourself soon enough."

"I'm looking forward to it." Ezra said. "And I promise I'll apologise to Obi-Wan when I see him too."

Qui-Gon's only reply was a sad smile that stayed a moment longer then the rest of his imposing figure before it to faded away.

Ezra was feeling a lot happier after his talk with the once wise Jedi and he left the cave with his head full of dreams about who this new force wielder would be.

A/N There won't be anymore chapters until Star Wars Rebels has finished because I want to see if they do anything like this in the show first.

Also I haven't seen the latest episodes so NO SPOILERS IN THE COMMENTS PLEASE!!! Thank you!! Xxxxxx