Hello, sorry for the delay, I had a SUPER busy week involving homework, quizzes, and four hour rehearsals that almost always ran late. Then when I finally had time to post, fanfiction shut down on me! Anyway this is the last official chapter but there WILL be an epilogue. Enjoy!

Chapter Ten

Ezra

Ezra crawled through the vents as fast as he could. He didn't know what was going on. He thought that he was fine, but when he saw the needles everything just started to blur, the voices of his crew turned into the voices of scientists. The medications turned into force represents and mind control serums. His breath came in short gasps as he raced through the vents, unable to escape the voices in his head. He heard the voices of Kelly Jones and Camara. He could hear Max sobbing, Ryan screaming in agony, Alli crying out for her dead friends, and Kelly Jones telling him that the force had abandoned him. He stopped his rapid crawl and leaned against the side of the air vent trying to even out his breathing. He was just starting to get himself under control when he suddenly saw smoke. His eyes widened and he resumed his fast crawling. He was about to turn towards the cockpit, but saw smoke coming from there too. . He tried the kitchen and the other cabins, but all were too smoky. He was sure that this would be the end of him when he saw a light. One patch of clear air. Kanan's room. He gave a quick scan with the force, but found the room vacant. He quickly crawled towards it, and kicked the vent open. He leapt into the room and rushed to the door only to find it locked. Then he whirled around to see Kanan sealing the vent shut. It had all been a trap. Ezra began shaking like a leaf.

"Ezra, we need to talk," Kanan said. Ezra just started shaking more at this. He must know I killed the prisoners. He must be angry. Now the voices were back with full force, screaming in his head, and blocking out the rest of the world. Suddenly Nina and Tarka were standing next to him again.

"So, you figured out the truth? Well, soon enough you'll be dead. He won't want you here anyway once he knows what you did, how many innocent children you killed in cold blood. You're a killer Ezra! And everybody knows!" Nina taunted, sinking her nails into his arm.

"NO!" he yelled, sinking to the floor."Just leave me alone!" he sobbed."Just leave me alone."

Kanan

Kanan knew that Ezra was coming from the clanging he heard in the vents. He got into position, where he knew he wouldn't be seen and got the sealant for the vent ready. When Ezra came out he seemed off. Instead of his normal light jump from the vent to the ground, he practically fell out. Kanan quickly closed and sealed the vent, making Ezra whirl around. At the sight of Kanan his eyes widened, and he unsuccessfully tried to push open the door. "Ezra, we need to talk," Kanan whispered gently. This only seemed to upset Ezra even more, he pushed himself against the wall, sinking to the floor and trying to make himself smaller. He clutched his head and began to cry. "NO! Just leave me alone! Just leave me alone," he choked out between sobs. Kanan ran over to Ezra and laid a hand gently on his shoulder.

"Ezra, what's wrong?" he asked cautiously, not wanting to trigger another panic attack. Ezra looked up at him with fear in his eyes.

"Make them stop," he begged. "Make them go away!" Kanan looked at Ezra in confusion for a minute before putting two and two together. Nina and Tarka. He crouched down next to his crying Padawan and wrapped his arms around him.

"Ezra it's okay. They can't hurt you; you're on the Ghost; you're safe!" he whispered. Finally the violent trembling died down to small bouts of shivering, and Ezra seemed to gain a bit more awareness.

"Kanan?" he asked confusedly.

"I'm right here kid, I'm right here,"

Ezra was looking at him in confusion. "I'm on the Ghost," he whispered.

"Yes," Kanan said slowly, unsure of why Ezra needed this clarified.

"Why am I on the Ghost? Why didn't you just leave me?" Kanan looked in horror at Ezra.

"Ezra, we would never leave you. Why would you think that we would leave you?" Ezra looked frightened at this.

"Because of what I did." His voice cracked as he spoke and more tears slid down his cheeks. "Because I killed them, all of them! They were innocent and I killed them!" He wailed, burying his face in his hands, and pulling his knees against his chest as if in a protective ball. Kanan put a hand on Ezra's shoulder and shook him gently to get his attention.

"Ezra, it wasn't your fault. We aren't going to leave you," he whispered trying to reason with the trembling boy. He kept on trying to get Ezra to talk to him, or at least look up, but he was too deep in his own mind to be reached. He finally just lifted him up and carried him back to the med bay. Hera was waiting there, but the shots had been put away.

"Any luck?" she asked hopefully.

"No, he was practically having a panic attack in the vents, and then he started seeing Nina and Tarka again. Apparently he thinks we blame him for the deaths of the prisoners," Kanan explained placing him on the cot.

Hera

Over the next few days Kanan kept a vigilant watch over Ezra while Sabine and Zeb sealed up all of the vents. Hera knew that Ezra would not be the same, but he was least getting a little better. He had let her give him the shots, and trusted her enough to accept food and medicine. He had spoken a little to Kanan, but soon clammed up. Sabine would come in and show him her paintings, and Zeb would tell him war stories. Chopper, not knowing what else to do had come in and shocked him with his taser. He was never to be allowed in the med bay again. Other then these few conversations, Ezra was silent. Hera could tell that his isolation was slowly killing Kanan. He kept on trying to talk to his Padawan but to no avail. Whenever he tried, the boy would either ignore him completely or remain buried under the covers feigning sleep. Kanan had tried everything but still could not connect with his Padawan. Hera hoped that things cleared up between them, and soon.

Ezra

Ezra lay hidden under the blanket on the cots. He knew that he would have to talk to Kanan at some point, but wanted to postpone it for as long as possible. The voices in his head were slowly dying down, and he hadn't seen Nina and Tarka since that day in Kanan's cabin. He sighed as he thought about the past couple of days. He felt bad for ignoring Kanan. He only wanted to help Ezra, and yet he couldn't bring himself to speak to his Master. It was late at night, so he knew everyone would be asleep. He quietly slipped out of bed and tiptoed through the ship. He heard Zeb snoring as he passed by his cabin, and reached out with the force to sense that Sabine and Hera were both asleep in their cabins as well. He continued on until he reached Kanan's cabin and stopped. He reached out with the force only to find his master not there. He looked around, confused and walked farther down the hall until he reached the kitchen.

Kanan

Kanan sat with his back against the wall in the kitchen deep in thought. He was tired beyond belief but try as he might, he couldn't sleep. He had found himself coming here more and more, just sitting against the kitchen wall. He had been sitting like this for about ten minutes before realizing that he wasn't alone. His head jerked up and he found himself face to face with Ezra. The boy's eyes widened in surprise, and he looked as if he was about to make a mad dash. Kanan knew that he needed to be careful about how to play this. One wrong move and Ezra would be gone. He slowly reached a hand out, not breaking eye contact with the trembling boy in front of him. Ezra hesitated slightly, eyes darting around the room before tentatively reaching out and taking his hand. He shifted closer to Kanan and buried his face in his chest. Kanan held his Padawan close and rested his chin on his head.

"I'm sorry," whispered Ezra quietly. "I'm sorry I ran, I'm sorry I pushed you away, I just couldn't deal with it all!" Kanan heard Ezra's voice crack and knew that he was crying. He wrapped his arms tighter around the boy and sent waves of reassurance through the force.

"It's okay Ezra, we'll get through this. We're all here for you," he whispered softly.

Chopper

Chopper rolled down the hall to the med bay beeping grumpily about having to give Ezra his injections, but when he arrived he stopped dead and whirred in worry. Ezra wasn't there, and this meant that Chopper was in HUGE trouble. Chopper began to roll quickly down the hall to tell Hera about their missing Spectre when he once again stopped short outside of the kitchen. He peered through the door to see Kanan sitting asleep, leaning against the wall with his arms wrapped around Ezra. He observed the scene in front of him for a minute before taking a holo pic and continuing on to the cockpit to show Hera.

Yeah, happy! By the way, I will soon be coming out with a Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find them fic! The only problem is I can't seem to find it in the categories section, so should I just put it under Harry Potter? PM me with the answer please! Have a good one!