First let me respond to a few reviews.

Yes the play is over now, (it went great btw) But I'm in soccer now but soccer practice is much shorter than play practice.

Next, I know I changed the ages some, but it was for the purpose of the story, like having Sabine on the force, (they wouldn't allow a 16 year old cop.) And there is obviously no watch tower in this since it is a Real World AU and we don't have those in small towns.

And to those of you wondering when Kanan is going to figure out who Ezra is, two more major things have to happen, I will get there eventually. Maybe by chapter 9 or so.

Now to the story

Chapter 6: Small Help

Ezra woke up that morning, and for once slid down the slide instead of tumbling down. His arms and wrist hurt slightly but not as much as the knot that was in his stomach due to lack of food. In the last 48 hours he's only had an apple and some peanut butter. He knew this was a lot less then even a baby should eat, but it didn't help that he had no money.

"I already stole from the store once this week, and pick pocketed twice, even though I didn't get to keep last night's money. I shouldn't steal today." Ezra muttered to himself.

Ezra walked down the streets trying to figure out what to do. As he walked he saw a man sitting on the ground with a cardboard sign that read, "money."

Ezra walked down a few more blocks before pondering this. "Should I beg? Would people even do anything? I mean, they all know that I have pick-pocketed them. They probably won't give me money." Another rumble in his stomach reminded him of his lack of food. "Maybe they would give me food."

Ezra ducked into an alley and found a piece of cardboard. Now he just needed something to write with. He searched around before thinking, maybe he could ask a store if he could borrow a marker.

He approached the office supply store, they were bound to have some.

"Excuse me?" Ezra asked, trying to use his manners.

"Phantom." the clerk glared.

"Could I borrow a marker for like two minutes, please?" Ezra asked.

"No." the clerk said.

"I won't even leave the parking lot. You can literally watch me use it until I bring it back." Ezra tried to persuade.

"The answer is still no Phantom." the clerk said. "Now get out of here before I call the police."

Ezra grew angry, at the persistent use of 'Phantom' and the unreasonableness of the clerk to let him borrow a 50 cent marker for two minutes. Add to the fact that the last thing he wanted was another run in with the cops, especially after last night. But he took a deep breath, knowing that if he let his anger get the better of him would just get him in more trouble.

"Alright, alright, no need to bring the cops into this." Ezra said. "I'll leave." And he did just that. Walking around town some more he looked at the sky. He didn't like the look of those clouds. The clouds confirmed his fears when not even a minute later it started to rain, which quickly turned into a down pour. In less than a minute he was soaked. Ezra ducked into the nearest building, which happened to be a diner.

A small ding singled his entry.

"How may I help…you?" the waitress asked, pausing slightly when she saw who it was.

"Can I please just hunker down here for a bit. The rain and everything?" Ezra asked.

The waitress thought about it for a bit, "Don't bother any customers."

"I won't. I promise." Ezra said.

The waitress sighed and led Ezra to a table, leaving him a menu that he didn't even bother to look at. He knew he couldn't get anything. It took about fifteen minutes before an young lady, about 25 to realize that Ezra wasn't looking at the menu. She must have been from out of town, because she didn't recognize Ezra as Phantom.

"Hey, aren't you going to order something?" she asked.

"Just trying to get out of the rain." Ezra told her.

"You must be hungry, it is almost lunch time." the lady said.

"I don't have any money." Ezra responding with a small smile, trying not make the lady pity him.

She looked at him, before turning to her menu. She signaled the waitress over and whispered something to her.

Ezra sighed, looking out the window, seeing it was still pouring. He knew he was about to get kicked out for bugging the lady.

But the waitress never came over to kick him out though. In fact, it took about twenty minutes for her to come over at all, and when she did, she set food in front of Ezra: a basket of five chicken tenders and fries and a glass of water. Ezra stared at it for a moment.

"I didn't order this. I can't pay for it." Ezra told the waitress.

"The young lady over there ordered and bought it for you." the waitress said slightly bitter, pointing to the lady Ezra had spoken to earlier.

Ezra made eye contact with the lady, "Thank you. Thank you so much."

"No problem kid. It looked like you could've used the meal." the lady replied before turning to her own meal.

Ezra grabbed one of the chicken tenders. It was warm in his hand. It had been so long since he had a warm meal, or a real meal at all. He took a bite. It had to be the most delicious thing he has eaten in the past almost eight years. After that tender was done he took up the next one.

After all the chicken was gone, Ezra started on the fries. They were just as good as the chicken tenders.

The food was now gone, and it had stopped raining. Ezra finished off his water before heading over the lady's table, who was reading a book currently.

"I wanted to thank you again." Ezra said.

"It's no problem kid." the lady said.

"Ezra, my name is Ezra." Ezra told the incredibly nice lady.

"I'm Dari Thane. Well, I should probably get back on the road, I have a long drive ahead of me." Dari said.

So Ezra was right, she was from out of town. "Have a safe drive."

"Thanks." Dari said. "You be safe too Ezra."

Dari left the diner and Ezra watched her get in a car a drive off.

"Thanks for the meal." Ezra told the waitress.

"The rain is done and so is the food," the waitress said full of spite. "Get out of here Phantom."

"Fine." Ezra said, with the same amount of spite. As he was about to walk out of the door he turned back towards the waitress, "And I have a name! And if you care to know, it isn't Phantom!" He walked out the door, slightly upset that he couldn't slam it. He headed back towards the park.

After he reached it he sat on a slightly damp park bench. "Why is it that the only person that ever cared about me in the past eight years, was someone who I will never see again." Ezra choked back a sob.

Dari sort of saw Ezra for what he is, a hungry child, in need of a little compassion. But all to soon she had to leave, before she could see who he is.

Yeah no Kanan this chapter, I felt like Kanan has gotten a lot of attention in the other chapters. And look at that, updated two days in a row. Be thankful. And before anyone asks I don't know when I will update again.

Seriously

You guys: Are you updating yet. (Are we there yet?)

Me: I'll update when I update! (We'll get there when we get there!)

Well that's the end of this chapter. Hadesgirl015 is out PEACE!