Man, I need to learn how to say no to you guys. This is for a guest who suggested this.

Note: This chapter will contain one swear word, but hey, the rating is 'T' so…. whateve'

Chapter 3: Protection

Ezra POV:

Hera and I were on a, what did she call it, a bonding shopping trip. She was utterly convinced that I needed some new clothes.

Okay, so maybe I agree with her. I've had these clothes for nearly a Lothal rotation, which is about eighteen standard months. (completely made that up, nothing about it on the Star Wars wiki)

It had been about a month since the run in with the new Inquisitor, my biological mom. At this point, I started considering Hera my new mom. I was probably to the point that if we had another run in with her I would probably call her by her name, 'Mira.'

"What do you think of these?" Hera asked.

I looked at the outfit she was holding. It was something sort of like Kanan's outfit, but it was gray and orange. I smiled. "Looks good."

Hera picked up some of the identical outfits. "Come over here so I can see which one will fit you."

I did as she asked, but with a slight confused look. Was she going to strip me in the street? I was beyond relieved when she just held them against me to see where they would lie on me.

"These look like they would fit you." Hera smiled.

"Good," I said. "We can go back now right?" Kanan said we were going to work on something special with the Force today. But that was not the only reason I was wanting to get back. I wasn't sure why, but I had a bad feeling. The last time I had this feeling, was in the warehouse with my biological mom.

"Run!" someone yelled. And panic ensued. People were running; but running from what. Not what, who.

In the middle of the streets, with her lightsaber drawn, was Inquisitor Mira Bridger.

Hera saw her too.

"What do we do?" I asked. Last time I fought her I nearly died. But, hey last time I was a little distracted by the fact that my mom was alive and an inquisitor.

"Try to blend into the crowd." Hera said.

We jumped into the sea of people running away from Mira but I should have known that this would happen. Mira was able to feel me through the Force, not only because of me strength in it, but because we were flesh and blood. She picked me up with the Force, in a tight grip around my torso, and lifted me above the running crowd.

"Mom!" I cried out in desperation to Hera.

I saw Hera turn around to see what was going on. Once she saw me in the air she drew her blaster and aimed it at Mira.

"We already went over this. Your mother died a long time ago." Mira said.

"He wasn't talking to you." Hera said. She fired two shots but Mira deflected them with easy.

Mira used the Force to draw me closer to her lightsaber. I was panicking, I didn't know how I was going to get out of this. I couldn't draw my own lightsaber with a built in blaster because my arms were pinned at my side and I couldn't move them an inch.

Hera fired off a few more shots, all of which Mira deflected. Mira now had me in positioned to use me as a human shield.

"Well rebel, I guess I'll be taking this one in for questioning." Mira said. "That is, if I don't kill him now." She had me up against her chest, one arm holding me there the other holding her lightsaber to my neck.

"Not my son you bitch." Hera threatened. (Harry Potter anyone?)

"Your son?" Mira laughed. "He's my blood."

"Family is about love, not blood." Hera sent back. I could practically see the fire of hatred towards Mira in her eyes.

I struggled to get out of Mira's grasp, to get back to Hera, back to my mom.

"Ezra," Hera said. I made eye contact with her. "You trust me, right?"

"Yes," I replied softly.

She aimed her blaster and fired two shots, with a short but noticeable gap.

The first shot, grazed the top of my shoulder but nailed Mira right in the collar bone. In the short gap between then and the next blaster shot Mira's grip on me failed and I fell away from her, leaving the next show to hit her directly in the center of the chest.

Mira fell to the ground, but I couldn't tell if she was dead or simply passed out.

Hera ran over to me and helped me up.

"Are you okay?" she asked.

"Yeah, thanks to you." Ezra said.

"I'll look at your shoulder when we get back." Hera said.

"Okay," I said.

Hera hugged me, being careful not to hurt my shoulder anymore, making me smile. "I'm sorry."

"You did what you had to." I said.

Hera was still embracing me.

"Hey, Mom, as much as I enjoy this, we should probably get back to the Ghost before more Imperials show up." I said.

"Right," Hera said. "You're right."

She gave me a loving kiss on the forehead before turning and heading back towards the ship. I ran to catch back up.

"Mom," I said.

"Yes?" Hera asked.

"Thanks again." I said. "For saving me."

"Hey, a mother will always protect her child." Hera said. She wrapped her around me to give me a side hug, but she accidently jarred my shoulder, making me flinch. "Sorry," she quickly let go.

"It's alright," I said.

The two of us made it back to the Ghost and Hera led me directly to the MedBay, not even giving Kanan a chance to say anything when we walked passed him.

As Hera cleaned my shoulder wound I realized something and started to laugh.

"What's so funny?" Hera asked.

"We forgot my clothes at the market." I said.

"Well I was a little busy saving your life to worry about your clothes." Hera defended.

"I guess we'll just have to go back tomorrow." I said.

"Yeah, I guess we will." Hera said.

I could tell by the sound of her voice she liked spending time with me, just as much as I like spending time with her.

"There, you're all patched up." Hera said. "But I want you to rest for the rest of the day."

"Aw, but Kanan was going to show me how to do this really cool thing with the Force." I protested.

"No buts mister." Hera said. "I want you to go straight to your room and rest. You had an exciting day."

"So did you," I muttered.

"What was that?" Hera asked.

I knew perfectly well she heard me just fine. This was just a chance to fix what I said.

"Nothing, Mom." I corrected.

"That's what I thought." Hera said. "Now off to bed."

"Alright," I said. "Love you, Mom."

"I love you too." Hera said.

Hera was right when she told Mira that family was about love, not blood. I was just glad that someone stepped up, and took the messy plate of being my family. Hera certainly helped me through this blast from my past.

Seriously, you guys are mega spoiled. This was meant to be a one-shot, but you managed to squeeze three chapters out of me. Oh and for the person who was wondering about his dad, his dad got away from the Empire and is hiding on some remote world or something, I'm not going into that in this story.