I honestly have nothing to say at the beginning note, but please, please, please read the A/N at the end. It is rather important.

Summary: The doctor told Kanan that he would never see again. The psychiatrist told Kanan that Ezra would never speak again. It was like Ezra didn't exist. Takes place six weeks after TOTA.

"I'm sorry Kanan," the medic said solemnly as she replaced the bandage over Kanan's eyes. "We've tried for weeks, but there's no way to save your eyes. We can order prosthetics, but it will take some time if it is at all possible."

"R-right..." Kanan mumbled, feeling like he was trapped in a nightmare. However, it was real. Unless they were able to get prosthetics, Kanan's sight was gone.

As he left the room, he made a right towards the hall where Ezra was being seen by a psychiatrist. Ezra had yet to speak even six weeks after Malachor and everyone was worried. Even Sato was worried to the point where he called for a specialist to come and examine him.

Kanan's Force Sight was getting better. Rather than relying on presences, he began to see outlines of what was there. He couldn't read facial expressions, just outlines of people, places, and emotions. He still had a long way to go before his Force Sight was perfect, but it was a start. However, he could barely see Ezra, which made him really worried.

When Kanan reached the psychiatrist office, he opened the door. The yellow outline of the psychiatrist straightened up upon seeing him enter. Ezra's dim blue outline refused to budge.

"Hey kid," Kanan said softly. He turned to the yellow outline. "May I sit with him? I'm technically his guardian."

The yellow light spoke. "Of course. I am Dr. Ranxong." the psychiatrist began as he reached for the outline of a clipboard. "May I speak to you in private before we continue?"

"Sure," Kanan replied as he followed Ranxong outside. "I was examining the boy," Ranxong began quietly, "and...he has yet to speak to me. Have you encountered this problem before?"

Kanan nodded. "He only talks when he is having a nightmare. He blames himself for everything. Losing Ahsoka, what happened on Malachor, he hasn't been doing well."

"You say he's been having nightmares. Has he been exhibiting any isolation? Panic attacks? Insomina?"

Kanan honestly had no idea how to answer that. "As far as I know. I can't exactly see what he's up to Doctor."

"Oh," the doctor's outline flared in embarrassment. "My sincerest apologies. Please, feel free to answer as best you can or ask someone else."

Kanan took the apology and continued. "Well, since I am a Jedi, I can sense how he feels. He's my apprentice, so we have a bond so to speak. I can feel what he feels and vice versa. I hope this isn't confusing. It is to most people."

"I think I understand. Do go on."

"There's no doubt he's been isolated. He wants to 'atone' so to speak, even though no ones blames him. As for insomnia, Zeb's mentioned that Ezra never sleeps anymore, and Hera once pointed out the bags under his eyes."

"And any panic attacks?" Ranxong asked

"He's had a few," Kanan replied. "He's also attacked someone accidentally before."

"Alright," Ranxong sighed. "Ezra is greatly traumatized by what happened. He can recover but it will take time. You'll need to be there for him and he may require therapy if he gets worse. As for Ezra's speech impairment, I would like to say that his condition has something to do with it but..."

"But what?" Kanan asked.

"I'm sorry," Ranxong replied. "but unless something changes, It is highly unlikely that Ezra will ever speak again. His mind is numb and he's lost the ability to respond."

But...that...that couldn't...no...

It wasn't fair!

IT WASN'T FAIR!

Kanan was both thankful and angry he no longer had tear ducts as he walked...well more like was led back to the Ghost.

Kanan could barely see Ezra's signature and he certainly lacked the ability to read facial expressions at the moment, if that was even possible.

Ezra's voice was gone.

Kanan would never see Ezra smile again.

Kanan would never hear Ezra's voice.

It was like Ezra didn't exist.

Kanan really wished he could cry properly.

When they got back to the Ghost, Ezra immediately vanished. Kanan went back to his room and began to meditate, hoping to offset the great emotional pain that replaced the inability to cry.

When Hera returned, she immediately went to the medbay and got fresh bandages for Kanan's eyes. She entered his room quietly and found him staring (hypothetically speaking) towards the ground.

She didn't need his eyes to know he felt defeated.

"What did they say?" she asked.

"Eyes are shot," Kanan began. "Unless they find prosthetics..." his voice trailed off, as if he were hiding something.

"And Ezra?" Hera asked, although she was honestly scared of what he would say.

"Ezra may never speak again. Hera, I can't see anymore. I can't see you, or Sabine, or Zeb. But Ezra... It's like he's not even there."

Hera's eyes welled up with tears. She placed a hand on his shoulder. "You can sense him right?"

"Barely..."

"But he's there."

"Hera, you don't understand. I can't see him. I can't hear his voice. I can barely sense him. Hera, it's like I lost him. In a way, I did..."

"But he's alive," Hera replied. "Love, Ezra is still here. As long as he's alive. As long as you and the others and I are still here, we will get him back. You can't give up on him when he needs you most."

Kanan was lost in thought for a moment. Suddenly, he stood up. "Where are you going?" Hera asked.

"To find my kid," Kanan replied.

"I'll go with you," Hera replied softly.

"Hera, please... I need to do this alone."

Hera heard the desperation in his voice and sighed. "Alright. Just be careful."

It was a few hours before Kanan found his padawan. He was laying down near the fence that ran along the fence, datapad in hand. The second Ezra sensed Kanan, he immediately turned it off.

"You doing okay kid?" Kanan asked, knowing he wouldn't get an answer. Ezra just stood up and began to walk away, but Kanan's hand stopped him. "Hey, how about we grab some food? I don't need my eyes to know you haven't eaten in days." Kanan felt Ezra flinch under his hand. "Wrong choice of words..." he mumbled. "I'm sorry." Ezra still didn't answer. "Look, Ezra, I know you haven't been doing well lately. Everyone's worried about you and...well...I...we...just want to make sure you're okay."

Ezra paused for a moment before throwing his arms around Kanan, somewhat relieved sobs escaping him. Kanan returned the hug just as quickly. Ezra's knees buckled from exhaustion and Kanan slowly lowered him to the ground, deep in thought.

If what the doctor said was true, then Kanan would never hear Ezra's voice again. His final words would be crying for Ahsoka as the temple collapsed around her. However, there was still a chance. Kanan had to keep on hoping Ezra would recover. He lost many people in his lifetime.

He wasn't adding Ezra to that list.

So, I currently have an Ahsoka centric story and a Zeb centric story in the works. I have a Rex story in my head, but it may not be centered completely on him. Of course, I will have to someday include something Chopper centric. That is a required thing. If you want to voice your opinion, be sure to vote in my poll! It helps me out knowing what people want!

On another note, there may not be an update next week. I am going to be very busy since apparently someone thought it was a great idea to have state standardized testing and AP Testing in the same week. I figured I'd give you all a heads up since I don't want to leave you hanging without an explanation. I will do my best, but I will not make any promises.

Finally, I am starting to run low on ideas. I could really use some help so feel free to leave suggestions down in the reviews. If they fit into what I have in mind, I will write it down and use it when it is time. I will also accept kindness and happiness. You guys encourage me to write more and I greatly appreciate each and every one of you! :)

Until next time!