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Kanan's POV

I shifted uncomfortably in my bed. I was tired of lying down all day but Hera insisted I rest. But rest couldn't tame my contained energy. I wanted to move and run. I didn't want to be cooped up in my cabin. There was a knock at the door and I sighed. At least everyone would visit and burn the time. Reaching out my hand, I opened the door with the force.

There, Ezra ran in and jumped onto the bed. "Hey kid," I smiled. "How was your day?"

I realised he was wearing new clothes. It was an orange jumpsuit with a brown, sleeveless jacket. "Hera got me new clothes," he grinned, gesturing to the garment.

"Really? I didn't notice," I smirked. An eerie silence filled the room.

He was unusually passive today and wasn't blabbering about random things or retelling Zeb's stories. "Something wrong?" I finally spoke.

He thought for a moment, then ran his hand bashfully through his hair. "It's just… I keep hearing this… music," he said, looking up. "And it's not the force like at Tatooine. It's… different."

He shuffled closer, watching me expectantly for an answer. "Well… what does it sound like?" I asked, partly curious myself.

"Depends," he shrugged. I raised a brow, urging him to continue. "Well, whenever I'm around Zeb, it sounds like drums," he said. "Today when I was with Hera it sounded like… a violin, maybe? And when I'm with you it's like…" He trailed off, as if searching for this unheard tune.

"I'm not sure… but it's soothing," he mumbled.

I tried to decipher the mystery in my mind. Maybe his mind his converting force signatures into music? It was a wild assumption, but I couldn't think of any other reason. "Is there anything representing Chopper?" I asked. He shook his head and I reached over the side of the bed. "Okay. Let's try this," I muttered, pulling my holocron out of its secret compartment. I sat it in front of him and his eyes immediately widened with curiosity. "What is it?" he asked, picking it up.

"It's a holocron," I explained. "I want you to open it."

He tried to twist it in his hands and let out a small groan. I chuckled and said "Not like that. Try to close your eyes, and focus on that music you were talking about."

He nodded and placed the holocron on the bed. Folding his legs and closing his eyes. The room fell into silence again as I waited patiently. The small whistle of the force sung in my ear as one of the corners twisted out of place. "I see… I see people," Ezra muttered as another corner shuddered and turned. "Concentrate on them," I guided, watching the holocron intently. Ezra's face screwed up in concentration as he groaned "I see… the Ghost." The holocron began to hover above the sheets when yet another corner twisted with a click.

"That's it," I murmured quietly.

Ezra bared his teeth as four more shifted out of position. There was only one left. "A planet…" he whispered as all the corners moved away from the cube, floating around it like planets orbit a sun. In a flash of blue light, a hologram of star maps exploded from the contraption. I jumped at first, but then gawked at his achievement. "Ezra, look," I said, shaking his shoulder. He snapped out of his little trance as stared at the planets with amazement. "Wow… did I do this?" he asked.

I smiled and nodded. As quickly as the moment came, it was gone and the holocron fell to the bed with a bounce.

Ezra was still staring wide eyed at the relic. He picked it up and studied it carefully. While he examined the holocron, I frowned and got lost in my own thought. If Ezra was powerful enough to open the holocron, I needed to teach him soon how to use his abilities or he might end up using the dark side. And I couldn't have that.

"Ezra," I said, pulling the holocron from his grasp. "You have a very special power, but you need to use it wisely."

He nodded and asked "Is it bad?"

I sighed. "It depends how you use it. But I will teach you how to use it for good."

He smiled and his eyes beamed with joy. "Cool!"

I couldn't help resist a smile of my own. "Yeah. We'll talk about this more when Hera lets me out of my cell," I joked.

"What about the music?" he asked.

I ruffled his hair. "I wouldn't worry about it… but do me a favour and don't focus on it like you did just then anywhere outside of the Ghost."

He grinned and nodded, jumping off the bed. He was about to leave the room when he said "I also saw someone else when I was focusing. She was about my age and was wearing a pink bucket." He shrugged and ran into the hall before I even had a chance to respond. Pink bucket? I lay back down and tried to forget about it. Probably nothing too important…

Hey guys! I think I'll skip a year or two to speed things up. Are you all cool with that? Tell me what you think. Anyways, how was the chapter? This was the last part in the 'Kanan sick' theme with Ezra bonding with Zeb, Hera and Kanan. Remember, if you have chapter suggestions, please tell me! I'll try to move the story along so we can get to Sabine soon! :D May the force be with you, always!

-Superherotiger