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I'm also going to start calling the doctors, healers in this chapter and following. They don't call them doctors in the Star Wars universe so I don't know why I did. So that's another change I'm making to a mistake that I made.
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Ezra's POV
During the first hour I had been on Pollis Massa, I watched as the complex bustled with activity. I was shuffled into a room filled with medical equipment by Benji who was followed by the man who treated me aboard Echo's ship.
The man, whose name I had still not learned, checked me out once again, telling me that he was making sure the concussion hadn't worsened any. To my relief it hadn't.
"Hey kid, you need to rest," the man said to me, gesturing to a sleep couch sitting near the wall behind him.
I just shook my head as much as was allowed with the splitting headache that I had.
I couldn't rest till I knew Kanan was going to be okay.
"He's going to be fine," Benji chimed in as if reading my thoughts.
I couldn't believe it after all of what Kanan and I had gone through. The images I saw with my very eyes had been forever burned into my memory.
I sat down right where I was at, which put me on the floor. I was exhausted, but my worry over Kanan and the terrible images in my mind kept me from that.
The images of Veldar shooting Kanan in the side would be forever etched into my memory. I could see the vivid images of the hallucinations as Kanan was killed in front of me as well as being killed by me over and over.
These images were the true reason I didn't want to sleep. I was afraid of the nightmares these images could produce.
I sat there for what seemed like hours, only staring at what was in front of me. I couldn't take my mind off of my master, even to rest or to eat. The only thing that happened around me was the man checking me out every now and then and then trying to convince me to sleep. But my answer was the same every time as I continued to sit and stare.
It was only when a familiar face entered the room that I finally broke the silent stare.
"Ezra," Hera said my name as she sat down to my right.
I slowly turned my head to where I was facing her.
"Hey," she replied as she gently stroked the hair on the top of my head, "Kanan woke up."
Those three words sent a small ray of hope run through me.
But I couldn't find any words to express the feelings that were running through me.
"He wants to see you," she reassured me.
"He does?" I finally managed to squeak out trying not to tear up.
She nodded.
"He's worried about you just as much as you are worried about him," Hera explained, "No rest for someone who has a concussion is dangerous."
I turned my head away feeling slightly embarrassed at the way I was acting.
"Can I go see him?" I finally asked turning back towards Hera.
"He is currently taking time in a bacta tank, but I think they'll let us in to see him," She said smiling.
I returned her grin with a small one of my own. I was hoping that this would ease my mind.
She helped me up and told Benji to let my healer know that I was coming with her. I followed her through the massive campus that was known as the medical wing of the particular facility we were in. I marvel at all of the technology that was being implemented throughout each of the corridors we entered. I had never seen some many electronics in one place before.
It took us a few minutes to get to the side of the complex that held the bacta tanks. This side wasn't as busy as the others I was previously in.
We entered the main hub of activity rather quickly. Healers rushed here and there between patients, nurses busy filing paperwork and family members of various people shuffled around.
It was a matter of time before we found ourselves near the entrance to the room Kanan was in. Hera waltzed right up to the door, but I hesitated. Did I really want the image of an injured Kanan burned into my mind as well?
"Ezra are you alright?" Hera asked as she doubled back.
"I don't know if I was to see him all injured," I replied.
"He's going to be okay and so will you," Hera said as she gently took my broken hand and guided me towards the door.
What I saw on the other side wasn't what I was expecting at all.
I saw Kanan in a tank filled with some sort of liquid. He was being suspended into the liquid by a harness that was firmly around his waist. Tan pants were draped loosely over his long legs and he also wore an oxygen mask for he was completely submerged in this strange substance. His hair was still pulled back but a few loose strands floated free.
His injuries looked terrible now that I could see them without clothes getting in the way. His whole chest was littered with bruises created by the broken ribs inside. I could see the stitches where they must have patched up the blaster shot to his side. I could also see the singed skin in the areas where he was burned.
I was so shocked that I couldn't take myself out of the doorway.
I stared into the room which still expressed the sterile white and grey colors exhibited in the rest of the place. The room was also separated into two levels. One to where you could view the patient inside the massive, cylindrical tank and the second one was to view the patient from above. In addition to that, it carried the main equipment used to keep the person inside the tank immobilized and suspended as well as a small medical sleep couch to place the person on after it was over.
"Are you alright Ezra?" Hera questioned me as she turned around to face me.
In truth I wasn't okay. Seeing Kanan like this was tough for me, especially since he endured most of this for me.
But I was interrupted from my thoughts when a familiar voice entered my ears.
"I thought I would find you guys in here," Echo stated as she watched the floating form of my master.
"Is he alright?" I questioned all my previous knowledge and asked.
"His injuries look worse than they really are," Echo answered but kind of chuckled underneath her breath, "He was so exhausted in face from the injuries he fell asleep in two minutes after we put him in the tank."
"What so funny?" Hera asked looking slightly amused at Echo's obvious laughter.
"It just reminded me of a time in my past that's all," she replied.
Fifteen Minutes Later….
I sat in silence as I continued to watch the sleeping form of my master float in the tank. Echo and Hera had left to talk for a few minutes alone so I had the room to myself pretty much.
I had learned that the substance inside was bacta, a healing agent that when you immerse or apply the stuff, it would heal wounds incredibly fast. The healer who would check up on Kanan every now and then explained that it would only heal surface wounds, not internal ones.
It was now time to get Kanan out of the tank. I watched as a group of people helped the healer gently raise him out of the tank, dry him, and place him on a nearby medical couch. He began to look pale as the healer re-bandaged my master's injuries.
"You can come up and be with him if you want," The healer spoke to me as she knelt down in front of me to get to my eye level.
I nodded and then found my way to the second level.
I pulled up a small stool that was nearby and sat down and once again watched the sleeping form of Kanan. Many emotions were running through me such as anger towards the four people charged with putting my master in this state, fear that Kanan wouldn't make it out of this alive and sadness that I could lose the one person who became the father figure I hadn't had in years.
I listened to the steady beeping of the monitor that was keeping track of Kanan's heartbeat. It was the only thing that let me know he was still alive.
I then laid my head down on the part of the bed not currently occupied by Kanan in some way. I didn't realize till this point that I was exhausted, not only from my own injuries, but from worrying over Kanan for too long.
I crossed my arms and used it as a pillow.
It took me a few minutes to get comfortable and sleepy enough to actually fall asleep. But once it overtook me, it didn't take me long to start dozing off.
It was that moment though that I felt a hand rest on my arm. I quickly jerked my head around to pinpoint exactly what was going on and found large tanned hand sitting there on my arm.
I then followed the rest of the arm attached to it and found the blue eyes of my master staring tiredly back at me.
Immediately tears began forming in my eyes as I finally got to see the eyes of my master while they weren't looking tortured or hurt.
"Kanan!" I said as I wrapped my master in a soft hug, "You're alright!"
"Yes I'm alright kiddo, what did you think?" Kanan made a joke out of the situation and threw it right at me.
"I thought that you weren't going to make it," I replied as I felt the warm, yet stiff arms of my master wrap as tightly as they could around me.
"Ezra, what made you think that?" Kanan explained.
"The nightmare that I had underneath the hallucinogenic drug that Veldar gave me," I told him, "It kept on repeating the same thing over and over again."
"And what was this same thing?" Kanan questioned me further.
"That I killed you."
Kanan's POV
I watched as my young apprentice continued to try and hold back the tears that were forming behind them. I know how bad this was as I was a first-hand witness, but it must have been something else for the young fifteen year old boy just learning how to love again.
"Ezra it's okay to cry," I told him. He had been trying to stay strong for me as well as himself for far too long in my opinion. I gestured for him to rest his head against my uninjured left shoulder and when he gave into the tears and let it loose.
I just sat there and held him as tight as I could with all of the injuries I had sustained. And it wasn't long before those tears turned into snores as Ezra fell fast asleep by my side.