It's been a while, but I'm back with the final chapter of Lean On Me! Enjoy!

"Yeah! And then he-" Zeb started before getting cut off by the expected sound of an opening door in the back of the room.

The Twi'lek, who was listening intently to Zeb, jumped a bit at the sound but only smiled as she saw the youngest member of their crew happily move himself forwards to the wall closest to Zeb and Sabine.

His face completely flushed red with embarrasment, but a wide grin etched across the redness "Hey Ezra." She stated facetiously.

He leaned up against the wall, trying to act casual. "Hey Hera. How you holding up?" The teen responded, rubbing the back of his neck.

She sent him a radiating, but joking, smile "Actually, pretty good. Luckily nothing seems to be wrong except that I'm bedridden for the rest of the week." Hera sighed and gave a motion towards her ankles. "How have you been?"

"I'll admit, I've been better." He sighed awkwardly. Then teen moved his hand away from his neck and back down to his side in one quick motion

The Lasat sitting a short distance from Ezra reached out and gave the kid a hard, brotherly punch on the shoulder. "What's wrong kid? Kanan yell at you again?" The overly sized man let out an obnoxious chuckle as he looked at Ezra in amusment.

"No!" He retorted before gently rubbing his newly forming bruised shoulder. "We were having a.." The boy paused and sent an unsure glance to Hera "conversation."

The colorful Mandalorian who was sitting by Zeb crossed her arms "Conversation, ey'?"

"Yes. Is that so hard to believe?" Ezra replied irritably. He wasn't going to explain what the conversation was about, and he had a feeling that Hera wouldn't either. He trusted her like a mom... like his mom. It had been so long since he had a mother-like figure such as her.

"About..?" Sabine stated curiously.

"Jabba the Hut." Ezra replied shortly as, he too, crossed his arms.

The older teen just rolled her eyes and returned her attention back to Hera, followed by Ezra and Zeb.

"So. You were saying?" The injured Twi'lek asked to Zeb.

The Lasat pondered for a minute before snapping his fingers and bluntly saying "Oh right, Kanan. He was acting so weird when you were down. The guy made FOOD Hera! Have you ever seen him make food before?!" Zeb blurted out the last line in amusment as laughter began to fill the room.

"No," Hera said as she stopped laughing for a minute to catch her breath "I... I don't believe I have."

"Figures." Sabine chimed in with a wave of her hand.

Ezra couldn't help but laugh with them. It may be about his Master, and it may be disrespectful, but it was hilarious! "Yeah, Sometimes Kanan can be-" The kid began, only to be cut off by a deeper voice.

"I can be what?" I replied half serious, and half joking.

"Oh... Hey Kanan." Ezra began awkwardly "Just saying how you can be intresting at times." The kid smiled confidentially, but it was obvious he knew the fact that I wasn't buying it.

I released a loud and drawn out sigh and replied with a simple "Yeah... sure you were kid." Knowing full well that I didn't want him to finish whatever his previous statement was going to be.

I didn't have to think twice before my legs were moving in rhythm towards the cot with Hera. "How you feeling?"

She sent me a ardent stare as she sat up a bit more and kissed me on the cheek. She took a deep breath and moved my head down to her shoulder before whispering in my ear "Fine love. Just fine."

Short and Sweet. Just how I like it.

Unless it's long and sweet, then I like it too c:

I wanted this story to end on some Kanera, and it did. So therefore my mission is complete.

Don't forget I have a story out right now called Of Slave Ezra! Constructive criticism is appreciated.

I really hoped you enjoyed reading this story as much as I enjoyed writing it.

May The Force Be With You

~JediRebelWriter