B.O.B.: Well since everyone seems to be enjoying our little Bridger bunch, here is more. Enjoy and let us know what you think!

Tala: Disclaimer: Star Wars Rebels does, nor will it ever, belong to us. That right belongs to disney.

"Focus." Ezra spoke in a calm and even tone as he and Lara knelt down atop of the Ghost. Hera had the freighter smoothly sailing through the atmosphere of Lothal, allowing the two at a chance for some jedi training.

Currently the two force sensitive beings were practicing meditation. Ezra was slowly coaching Lara through her focus and breathing. Instructing her on letting go and become one with the force.

Taking another deep breath, the young girl allowed herself to open her mind to the force. Her senses steadily became more aware. As she stretched out through the force she could sense her father sitting in front of her. His warm, golden energy seeming to flow into the air around him.

Stretch out further even further she began to sense the others below in the ship. Soon she sensed Hera's confident and loving energy that seemed to swirl with the colorful colors of pink, green and white. Lara could faintly tell the pilot wasn't just steering the ship, Hera also seemed to be talking with someone, Chopper maybe?

Near by Hera, Lara could also sense someone else. Someone with an almost energetic silverish blue energy around them. She recognised it as her younger brother Jem. He seemed to be talking and observing something. Lara could only guess Jem was watching Chopper do repairs he had yet to learn how to do himself.

Further down into the ship, Lara could sense her mother and younger sister. By their distance away from her, Lara figured they were in the commons. She guessed that her mother and Kya were creating some form of bombs as Kya's orange and pink energy seemed to ripple with happiness beside their mother's joyous violet and indigo energy.

As she continued sensing the others aboard the ship, she noticed the dynamic duo giving off calming energy as she guessed they were both taking a nap in Zeb's cabin. Lara always found it cute how Platt idolised Zeb and was his little shadow. Where ever there was Zeb, there was sure to be Platt not far behind.

A small smile came across the young teenager's face at how she could sense whole family close by. But her smile soon faded as the all too familiar orange colored energy of her rebel of a brother came into view. He seemed to be right outside Zeb's cabin and from the feelings he was giving off, Lara could tell he wasn't up to anything good.

Her eyes flew open and she sprang to her feet. Lara darted away as her father called after her. Reaching the hatch, she threw it opened and ignored her father's questions as she descended into the ship. She moved as quickly as she could until she came the cabins. Arcas had his back turned to her and was preparing to throw one of their mother's explosive into the cabin. Lara marched right up to her brother and snatched the bomb away. He whirled around with a look of panic on his face. The tension in his shoulders relaxed when he saw it was only Lara.

"Great, what do you want?" Her cladded brother complained as he crossed his arms and sent her a rather annoyed glare.

"What were you thinking trying to set off a bomb on the two of them, let alone on the ship!"

"No worries. It was only a paint bomb. I wanted to see what Zeb looks like in pink." a playful smile spread across Arcas's face. Lara wanted to slap that arrogant smile right off his face, but resisted.

"No worries? Platt is in there! You know how sensitive he is! And how easily frighten he can get!" Lara waved her hand in the direction of the cabin door, seeming to emphasize her point.

"All the more reason to toughen him up."

"No! Just-" Lara struggled only for a moment before straightening. "Walk away now and Mom and dad don't have to hear about this."

With a look of annoyance Arcas stormed off muttering "I was hungry anyways."

Lara sighed and was about to turn and leave when she sensed a disturbance in cabin. She recognized it as the feeling she got when Platt had a nightmare. Quietly, she snuck into the cabin and saw Platt's face twisting into fear. As gently and possible, Lara removed Platt from Zeb's protective arms and carried him out of Zeb's cabin and into theirs and their bunk. Just as she sat down on the bunk Platt awoke viciously. He panted heavily and looked up at his elder sister as a single tear escaped from the corner of his eye.

Lara only smiled down at her brother gently, though it tore at her that he suffered from something she couldn't save him from. "Do you want to tell me about it?"

Platt only shook his head before laying it on her shoulder, hiding his face there. Lara held him in her arms and rocked him her little brother continued to sob into her cloths and for several moments they remained there as she did her best to comfort him. A memory came to her mind. When she was about Platt's age she had had a nightmare and her mother sang a lullaby to comfort her. Lara let the words and melody flow into her mind. In a soft sweet voice Lara began to sing.

"Hush little falling star, the time has come to rest.

I will guide you falling star, there's no need the fret.

Hush little falling star, I will guard you through the night.

Through fire, ice and the darkness all shall be alright,

My arms will hold you tight.

Hush my sweet falling star, there's no need to cry.

I will be by your side, no matter how bad the fight.

When you dream, dream in peace and all will be alright.

So hush my little falling star, we'll make it through this night."

Platt looked at her with surprise, but he didn't protest. He let Lara's song comfort him back into sleep. Once he was asleep Lara gently returned him the Zeb, tucking little Zebby into Platt's arms before leaving quietly. When she slipped out of Zeb's room she jumped at the sight of her father leaning in the hallway.

"Everything alright?"

"Arcas." Lara answered with a frustrated sigh. "But then Platt had a nightmare so I helped him out."

"I heard." Her father gave her a warm smile as he walked and knelt down in front of her. "Their lucky to have an older sister like you to keep them safe and out of trouble. I'm proud of you."

"Dad. . . " Lara began with hesitation. Ezra looked at her curiosity. "I could sense Platt was having a nightmare. Is that normal?"

"You sensed his pain and fear?" He asked, seeming to know just what it was Lara, herself felt come from the young boy.

Lara nodded sheepishly. "He has nightmares a lot. Sometimes his nightmares wake me up . . . If that makes any sense."

Ezra turned his attention onto Zeb's cabin, a concerned look across his face as it appeared to Lara that he seemed to be contemplating going in there. Instead she felt him through the force extend out and brush against Platt's consciousness, seeming to check on him and send him warm, comforting, peaceful feelings.

Lara noticed her father's attention turned back onto her with an almost serous and also curious look. "What was Arcas trying to do?"

"Just another one of his stupid pranks." Lara knew if she told her dad the full truth she won't be able to use it against Arcas later. "Could we go back to training? But something a little more fun please."

Her father a gave a light chuckle at Lara's request. "Alright, but lets see if we can get Hera to land the ship. I don't think a lightsaber duel would be best atop the Ghost." Standing back up Ezra began to head to make his way down the hall and to the bridge, Lara excitedly following behind him.

Standing inside the cargo bay, Lara and her dad waited for Hera to land the ship. They felt as the Ghost's speed slowed and was lowered to the ground. Once the ship stopped moving, the two waited a few moments while they listened to the sound of the engine dying down. They both knew that before the ramp could even open, the Phantom had to be securely locked into place and disabled. The crew learned the hard way if they didn't do that Arcas would end up stealing it for awhile to cause mischief and who knows what else.

After a few minutes Sabine walked up to them and nodded. The ramp began to hiss open, letting in the sunlight. As Lara and Ezra began down the ramp they were soon joined by the rest of the family. The twins and Arcas ran past them and out of the ship. Zeb and Platt had been impossible to awaken so they were left to nap. The twins chased each other around the the open plains, staying where Sabine could see them. Arcas on the other hand began to climb on the outside of ship despite Sabine telling him not to.

Lara took a deep breath, taking in as much fresh air as her lungs could hold. She and Ezra walked away from the ship as to avoid the other children. Lara's lightsaber swung at her hip as she walked into the grassy fields. Once they were far enough away, Ezra and Lara turned to face each other. She watched as her father pulled his blaster-lightsaber hybrid from his belt and ignited the blue blade. Taking another deep breath. Lara pulled the bottom half of her saber from her belt and the top half from the clip on the other side of her belt. She examined the two parts for a moment, remembering how it was she got the parts to gripped her heart at the memories, but she pushed them back as she attached the two parts together to have her completed lightsaber. Igniting her laser sword Lara to a readying stance, the green light from her blade illuminating her features.

"Ready?" Ezra asked, adjusting the grip on his own blade.

"Aren't I always?" Lara just grinned at her father before charging at him. Using a one handed grip she tried to catch him off guard by swinging at his feet, but missed as he lept back out of range. He then came at her this time, drawing his blue blade near her side, but in such a way that his full strength wasn't behind the blow. It would be slow enough for him to stop it just before hitting her or for her to block it, which she did. She then shifted her grip to a two handed one and pushed back against her father's blade, causing him to now be the one in the defensive posture.

"Very good switching to two hands. Though you left yourself open now." As Ezra spoke he spun his own saber in a way to where is twirled Lara's out of her hands and straight up into the air. Reaching up, Ezra waited for the now deactivated saber to land in his grasp, but just as it was about to reach the tips of his fingers, the saber was snatched from the air as Lara forced jumped over her father to catch it. Landing back on the ground she reignited it.

"What did I say about force jumping?" Ezra spun around, facing his daughter with a stern gaze.

"I know, but I'm just using it this once." She said pleadingly before grinning. "Plus I need my lightsaber, cause I don't plan on losing this time."

Ezra smirked back at his kid before two once again charged at each other. Ther blades buzzed and hummed through the air as they continued the training. Ezra, went about coaching her through different ways to hold her saber during certain attacks and defensive two of them continued their training for a few more hours before they both get fell to the ground exhausted.

Panting Lara smiled. "I win." she said in between breaths.

"Falling to the ground tired does not count as a victory, it only means it's dinner time." Ezra pushed himself off the ground and Lara did the same. they made their way back to the ship where hera was waiting for them. She smiled as Lara grinned.

"Apparently I didn't win because dad's hungry."

Hera laughed lightly. "Well with that logic I don't see how you'll ever win."

Ezra rolled his eyes. "I was a teenager! Give me a break!"

It was obvious they were referring to the days before Lara was born so didn't pay them much attention. Platt came running out of the cargo bay and threw himself at Erza, who noticed the boy in time to catch him. "Daddy I'm hungry!" The boy frowned at his father.

"Nice to meet you hungry. I'm daddy." Erza smiled at his youngest.

"No my name Platt!"

"I thought you were hungry?"

"I am!" The child whined.

"Are you Platt or are you hungry? Make up you mind child!"

"Mommy!" Platt yelled into the ship. "Lara broke Daddy!"

"I did not!" Lara said defensively.

"Then why Daddy acting like a big dummy?"

From the cargo bay Zeb's loud laughter reached their ears as Erza gave his son a look. Lara and Hera tried to not to laugh but failed. "Well hungry let's get you some food so you won't be Platt." Ezra said with a layer of sarcasm in the tone of his voice.

They all made their way to the caff where the rest of the family was. "So Lara broke you huh?" Sabine smiled as she saw Ezra.

"Yes, and hungry here called me a big dummy." Erza said as he put Platt down.

"That's my bud." Zeb said as he gave the child a highfive.

"Zeb, don't encourage him." Ezra said in annoyance.

Zeb smiled. "Whatever you say big dummy."

Ezra shot Zeb a look, but the Lasat ignored the look so Erza punched him in the shoulder instead. After that they all ate together and it was pleasant. But everything changed when Arcas threw food at Jem, who proceed to throw food back at his elder brother. A food fight broke out among the children. Rather than stopping their children Erza and Sabine started throwing food at them and thus a food fight broke out among them. Lara dodged flying noodles but unfortunately was hit by meat. Platt had taken a hand full of the noodles and smeared it all over Zebs face, who did the same to the child. The two laughed and their now messy faces, but soon were interrupted by meat smacking the Lasat in the shoulder.

"Alright that enough. You guys are going to destroy my ship if yo-." Hera said but was interrupted as a pile of noodle hit the pilot's face.

Everyone gasped and looked at the one responsible. Arcas was grinning at Hera, daring her to retaliate. No one moved, they were looking between Hera and Arcas.

"What's the matter Twi'lek? Can't take on the master of food fights?" Arcas baited, still grinning.

Hera slowly whipped of the remaining food from her face, revealing a stern look. She glared right back at the boy causing a small stare down that was abruptly ended by Jem taking a big pile of noodles and sauce and plopping it down attop Arcas's head. Causing everyone to burst out laughing as noodles hung messly from the kid's hair.

"Okay kids, time to get washed up." Sabine said with a light smile.

Zeb took Platt and the twins followed, however Arcas went to the front turret shaking the noodle from his hair as he went. Lara realizing this followed her rebellious brother. When she entered the small room she found Arcas staring up at the sky.

"You shouldn't have thrown food at Hera like that." she said softly leaning up against the wall.

"Right. I forgot you praised the very ground she walks on." Arcas said coldly.

Lara flinched at the hostility in Arcas's voice. "It's not that. She's nice enough to let us stay -"

Arcas let out one sharp laugh. "Let?" he said the single word with so much distest. "She doesn't let us do anything. She won't be able to live without people around her so she collects strays off the streets to keep her company."

That was far enough. Lara spun the chair around to face him dead on and slapped her brother hard enough to turn his face red. "You listen here you ungrateful wretch!" Lara hissed. "Hera is generously allowing us to live on her ship, and has done so since before you were born! If it weren't for her-"

"She let's us stay because Kanan liked us." Arcas said coldly.

"If Kanan saw the way you're acting he'd-"

"Don't you even dare!" Arcas rose to his feet. "If it weren't for you, Kanan would still be here. Don't you dare lecture me on what he would say! It's your fault he's gone!"

Those words stung Lara frozen. Arcas pushed past her and left her standing there staring at the floor with her hands balled up at her side. When she could no longer sense her brother's presence in the room Lara let the tears roll down her face, her heart heavy with pain. "Don't you think I know that." she barely whispered to her brother even though he had left.

When Lara didn't come back from the turret, Ezra sought her through the force. He could sense that Lara was surround by pain and regret. With a heavy sigh he looked to Sabine. "Arcas did something to hurt Lara." Sabine looked to Ezra in a panic. "Not physically, emotionally." Ezra explained. "I'm going to go talk-"

"No, I'll go talk to her. Meanwhile you can clean up this mess oh great Jedi master." Sabine said giving him a peck on the cheek before she made her way to the turret, leaving Erza to clean up after the food fight.

When Sabine entered the turret she found Lara curled into a tight ball on the floor. "Lara? Lara sweety you okay?"

Lara didn't say or do anything to answer her mother. Sabine moved to crouch in front of her daughter. "What happened?"

"It was my fault." Lara said in a whisper. "It was my fault and yet she still acts as if it wasn't."

"What was your fault baby?" Sabine spoke softly, gently resting a hand on Lara's shoulder.

"Kanan."

"No one blames you for tha-"

"It was my fault!" Lara's sudden loudness startled Sabine. "I know it! Arcas knows it! So why?! Why does she let me live on her ship?! Why doesn't she punish me?!" Lara began to rock, still in her tight ball form. "She should hate me from taking her husband away from her."

"Lara Bridger! Hera loves you, and no one blames you for what happened to Kanan."

"Just go away." Lara whispered. "Please just go away and leave me alone." Lara hide her face and her rocking grew more intense.

"Lara, I will never leave you." With that Sabine wrapped her arms around Lara and began humming lightly. Lara soon wrapped her arms around her mother and began to sob on her mother's shoulder.

After hours of crying Lara had finally wore herself out. Sabine called for Zeb to put her to bed. With a heavy heart Sabine went to Ezra. "Erza," she began in a quiet voice. Ezra looked at her with concerned eyes. "Tomorrow you need to take Lara-"

"I know." Erza interrupted, wrapping his arms around Sabine and drew her into a warm embrace. "I know and I've already told Hera." Sabine nodded and looked up and Ezra with a soft smile to which he returned with a soft kiss to her lips.

The next morning Lara woke with a start to someone lightly shaking her shoulders. Instantly her brown eyes snapped open, only to be met by the vibrant blue eyes of her fathers. She gave him a questioning look and was about to ask but was stopped when he put a finger to his lips. Motioning for her to stay silent so was not to wake the others.

Taking a step away from the bunk, Ezra motioned for her to follow him out. She did so, but only after barely managing to wiggle past Platt as she tried not to wake him.

"What's going on?" Lara asked once they were in the hall, with the cabin door shut behind her.

"Field trip." Placing his hand on her shoulder, Ezra began to direct Lara toward the Phantom. Once they were inside the small attack shuttle, Lara unfolded one of the seats while Ezra took the pilot's chair. The back hatch soon closed and they detached from the Ghost and to to the air.

"Seriously dad, where are we going?" Lara looked toward her dad, a slightly annoyed look across her face from having been woken up earlier than usual.

"Near Capital City."

"Capital? Why there?"

"Weren't you listening? I said near Capital City."

Lara just continued to stare at her father with a confused look. "Dad I really don't feel like training today."

"We're not training."

"Am I suddenly old enough to have my own ship?"

Ezra laughed. "No, we're not getting you a ship ether."

"Than what are we doing?"

"Visiting an old friend." Ezra smiled softly over his shoulder at his still looked at him puzzled for a moment before realization struck her.

"Kanan…" It came out more as a muttered statement than question as her gaze slowly turned away from her dad and onto the metal floor below her. Ezra's smile faded as he saw this and returned his attention to the controls.

Ezra's old tower soon came into view, slowing the shuttle as he brought it down to land several yards away from the old communications tower. Lara didn't move from her seat.

"Why are you doing this to me?" her voice was soft and filled with pain. This startled Ezra.

"What do you mean?"

"Why are you punishing me? What have I done?"

Puzzled Ezra moved to stand in front of his daughter. "This isn't a punishment Lara. I thought you'd like to visit him, tell him how your training is going. Complain about you siblings, tell him how bad Arcas's feet stink." A smile played at Lara's lips. "Don't lie. I can smell them in my room."

"His feet will be the death of me." Lara looked up at her father with a smile.

Ezra laughed. "They'll put that on your grave! 'Here lies Lara who would be still alive if Arcas had bothered to wash his feet'." At this Lara laughed. "You feeling better now?"

Lara didn't answer, she jumped out her her seat and left the Phantom. She made her way to the carved stone that was Kanan's grave. The light hearted feeling that came with joking faded away as she approached the stone and sadness took it's place. A wave of memories washed into her mind, memories she had tried so hard to forget. It was so long ago, Lara was only seven at the time.

The day started out like any other. Lara had just finished her morning training with Kanan and was now on her way over to a nearby city. She had snuck away from the Ghost without being caught, well sorta, Arcas caught her but she made him promise not to tell. She wanted to go exploring, see the streets of Lothal, the streets her father grew up on.

Reaching the city, Lara couldn't help but look up in awe at all the magnificent buildings, granted many of them were newer and owned by the Empire, she still thought they were cool.

As she continued through the streets she didn't realise she were she was going until she found herself right in front of of the rather large dome shaped Imperial building. She stared at its size before the familiar hum of the force drew her attention away and on to a rather odd looking man nearby talking to some imperial officer. It seemed he noticed her as well and turned to around to face her. Instantly she had recognized the rather pale being with amber eyes as the man that Kanan and her father often fought and warned her about. Instantly she spun around on her heels and ran as fast as she could away, hoping he wasn't following.

But her leg could not carry her fast enough and she hadn't been paying attention to where she was going and rounded a corner. She ran straight into someone and toppled backwards. She looked up at the stranger. It was man clad in dark imperial armor and he didn't look happy.

"What are you doing loth-rat?" Kallus sneered down at her. Lara looked over her shoulder and saw the Inquisitor. She looked around wildly and saw another narrow pathway to her left. She scrambled to her feet and darted down it, panic and fear rising in could hear them close behind causing terror to fill her and without realising it she was releasing the strong emotion through waves in the force.

Suddenly she was drawn to a halt as her escape route drew to a dead ended. Lara looked around scrambling to find some way out, but there was only one, the way she came in. She was trapped, tears began to run down her cheeks as she pressed herself against the wall. All she could think about was her mother telling her not to go wandering off into town. If only she had listened, if only she had asked her dad or Kanan to come with her. She dropped to her knees and covered her eyes with her hands as she began to cry hopelessly.

"Relax youngling, I shall cause you no harm." The Inquisitor spoke in a tone that didn't sound all too trusting for young Lara.

"No! You're a liar! Daddy said your a monster! Monsters lie!" She snapped, tears still streaming down her now rosey cheeks as she stood defiantly.

"Why would anyone say such lies about me?"

"Get away from her!" Suddenly Kanan and Ezra jumped down from one of the nearby roof tops, their sapphire blades igniting instantly.

"Well isn't this surprise?" The Inquisitor smirked at the two Jedi before and him and ignited his own crimson saber. "I suppose the girl is with you then?"

"Specter 6, get the kid out of here!" Kanan ordered, not turning his gaze away from the dark side user.

"I'm not leaving you here with them!" Ezra objected, giving the older Jedi a serious look. But soon realized that there was no way he could protect Lara and fight their opponents. He put his lightsaber away and with great reluctancey Ezra scooped up Lara and force jumped onto the roofs calling "You better not die on me Kanan!" as he went.

The Inquisitor smiled at the Jedi. "Get the girl." he said to his officer before engaging Kanan in a fight.

"Daddy we can't leave him!" Lara cried as her father held her in his arms; bounding from roof to roof.

"I know! If we staied you could have gotten hurt! Or worse-" Ezra seemed to choke on the words. "He'll be fine!" Ezra said, half trying to convince himself.

"Daddy look out!" Ezra turned to look over his shoulder just in time to see a couple of Tie Fighters shooting at them. He narrowly dodged a shot as he jumped to the left.

"Seriously! They called in Ties?!" Ezra shouted as he leapt down and into an ally to get out of the Ties view.

"Daddy I'm scared! Where's Kanan?" Cried Lara as her father wove through the streets.

"We're meeting him at the Ghost." Ezra lied as he rounded a corner.

The ground had been no better than the rooftops as Ezra was meet by stormtroopers. Ezra took a sharp left and began running with buckethead on his heels. One fired his blaster and Lara screamed in pain.

"Lara!" Ezra dashed down another road. "Lara are you okay?!" The panic in his voice was clear causing Lara's own panic to build even more.

"Daddy its my arm." the child cried as Ezra tightened his grip on his daughter.

"You're going to okay baby! Just hang on!" Ezra came up short as the road he had been running down was blocked off by more stormtroopers. He turned and saw they were behind him too. There was no other way to go. Ezra once again took to roofs on to be shot at by Ties. "Damnit!"

Ezra was panting hard and his heart beat drumbed painfully fast in his chest. He could feel Lara's heart beat where his hand pressed against her back. It matched the speed of his own. Something moved in the corner of Ezra's eye. It was Kanan, followed by the Inquisitor. The two jedi took to the streets and were soon on the main road of the town and surrounded by stormtroopers. Kanan was obviously wounded and the Phantom was nowhere to be seen. Lara hid her face in Ezra's shoulder. The Inquisitor lept down in front of Ezra.

"Give me the girl!" He sneered.

Ezra ducked and rolled as he knew that Kanan was going to do. Kanan swung his lightsaber at the Inquisitor, but the man merely jumped out of the way.

Lara clung to her father for dear life as she watched Kanan fight the Pau'an. Meanwhile Ezra had now been forced to pull out his own lightsaber and using one handedly to deflect blaster shots from him and his daughter. Things were becoming grim for the trio. At this point they would be lucky to get out at all.

Suddenly red cannon shots blasted down from the sky, knocking the troopers off their feet and sending a few of them flying. Looking up, both Ezra and Kanan were thrilled to see the small attack shuttle dive down from the clouds, however the moment did not last as Kanan let loose as scream of pain.

"Kanan!" Lara screamed, tears streaming down her face as she saw the Inquisitor's crimson blade slice right through Kanan's lightsaber and hand. Falling to one knee, the Jedi clasped onto his injured arm. Lara managed to wiggle out of her father's arms and race toward Kanan. She grabbed his saber to try and bring it back to her mast only find in dismay that it was melted in half.

"Lara!'' Ezra called in a panic.

"Get back girl!" Kanan used the force to push Lara back the Ezra who immediately snatched her off the ground.

Just above them the Phantom hovered, its back hatch open as the Lasat and mandalorian fired down at the troopers below.

"Get out of here!" Kanan manage to yell, as he snatched the blaster from his belt. Quickly the young Jedi force jumped from the ground and onto a nearby roof before taking another leap into the Phantom. He quickly placed the stunned and startled Lara in one of the seats, her hands still gripping tightly onto Kanan's broken lightsaber. Ezra then spun around to head right back out only to stopped by the sight below him. The crimson saber of the Inquisitor was stabbed right through Kanan.

"KANAN! NO!" Ezra screamed in horror. He watched as his master fell to his knees, than to the ground. The scream startled Lara, causing her to run to her father's side and stare down in horror at the scene below, tears streaming down her face. The Inquisitor's wicked laugh seemed to fill the air with a cold chill.

"Hera get us out of here!" Zeb yelled, but the pilot was frozen in place. She knew without having to see why Ezra would scream the way he did. She knew it meant Kanan was gone, and she couldn't move. "Hera!"

When No reply came from the pilot the Lasat moved to her side. "Hera! For Lara's sake! Get us out of here!"

Those words snapped the woman out of her daze as she immediately shut the hatch and stirred the Phantom out of danger.

Lara had dropped to her knees and began to sob, tears streaming down her cheeks. "It's all my fault! I'm sorry! I'm so sorry!" her words became wails of sorrow. All her father could do was stare at the metal door in front of him, frozen in a nightmare.Then abruptly slammed his fist into it before leaning into his arm on the metal frame. Sabine was the one who tried to comfort the child, Zeb moved to comfort the Jedi but was stopped by the hollow voice of Hera.

"Zeb. . ."

"Yeah Hera?'

"Take the controls."

Zeb did as he was told and took control of the Phantom. Hera moved and sank to the floor, tears streaming down her face.

Zeb, forcing his emotions down as he began to wonder why they weren't being chased down by ties, or anyone for that matter. He flew until he found the Ghost, once they were all aboard they were greeted by the little face of Arcas and Chopper. His bright smiled faded as he saw the face of Zeb and the others. In side the Phantom Hera was screaming.

" Why?! Why?! Did we leave him?! He deserved a proper burial! Now he'll never get one!"

Arcas stiffened and looked at Zeb. "Where's Master Kanan?"

In a voice so weighted down with so much sorrow it was heartbreaking Zeb simply said. "Gone."

Lara fell to her knees as the pain of the memories weighted on her. She looked up at the gravestone with teary eyes and in a soft voice said, "Hello . . . Master."

Tala: I think I'm going to go find a corner to cry in now… T.T Why did this chapter have to turn out so depressing?

B.O.B.: Well for one, no story is truly good unless it makes you cry. And two, everyone wanted to know what happened to Kanan so there you have it.

Tala: True, plus some of my Giving In readers wanted to see Kanan die there so I thought why not? x3 Man I feel cruel.

B.O.B.: e_e Tala, we don't talk about Kanan's death.

Tala: Why not? T.T He is a worthy Jedi that should never be forgotten and was struck down way too early thanks to the Inquisitor! :I

B.O.B: We don't talk about it because it makes Lara sad, Arcas angry and Hera depressed. So shh!

Tala: Oh… right… sorry…

B.O.B: Moving on then. To the next chapter!

Tala: P.s. If any of you are curious to what Lara's lightsaber looks like, there is a link to a picture on my profile page along with links to pictures of the kids as well.