Hey guys! Did you think I gave up on this story? XD For I moment there I thought you did too. But, I made a promise that I'd finish all my stories, and I intend to finish that promise! :D But, I have to let you all know, that I've kind of lost motivation for 'the Lost Chapters'. I don't know why, but I can't seem to think of anything new. So, with one final inspiration from 'Midnight Luna', this will be the last story arc for this story.

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1 year later...

Ezra's POV

"I mean, come on, you have to give me some credit. I saved most of the supplies," I smirked while pushing a crate.

Kanan glanced at me from the corner of his eye, raising a brow. "Emphasis on 'most'," he pointed out.

I chuckled, continuing to walk along the grassy Lothal plains back towards the Ghost. Kanan and I had gone on a supply run, which would have been easy if I hadn't accidentally stumbled into a search patrol of troopers. Long story short, we managed to snag 3 of the 5 crates without injury.

I inhaled some of the crisp air and closed my eyes slowly. Lothal was my home. Always was, always will be. It was where I was born and raised, and even if at some points of my life I wasn't here, it still felt like where I belonged. I glanced up at the sky, wondering if my parents were out there somewhere, searching for me. If they were here right now, would they love me and provide the parental bond that I craved so desperately? I mean, Hera was like my mother, and Zeb and Sabine were like my older siblings, Chopper was my best friend, and Kanan… well, I didn't really know anymore. At first I thought of him like a father, but, he's more like my teacher now. And sometimes that hurts. Sometimes I wished things could go back to life when I first met Kanan and Hera. We really were like a family back then.

"Kanan?" I asked cautiously.

"Yeah?" he replied.

My lips pursed, before I questioned "Do you think my parents are ever coming back?"

The Jedi seemed to freeze at that, eyes going vacant. After a silent moment, he said softly "I don't know… but… it doesn't hurt to hope I guess…"

I nodded, not completely satisfied but turning back to the path ahead. The journey was quiet, and a thick tension was lacing the air. I tried to sense Kanan's emotions, but our connection was hazy and clouded. I frowned. "Are you mad at me?"

Kanan turned slightly, face puzzled. "What? Of course not. Why would you think that?"

I lifted my shoulders in a half-hearted shrug. "I don't know, we just seem… distant."

The man's expression softened. Sighing, he replied "I know what you mean, but I'm not really sure why."

I exhaled deeply. We continued to walk, when suddenly I sensed another life form nearby. Reaching out, I realised it was only an innocent Loth-cat going about its business. So, in trying to lighten the mood, I used to force to aggravate it slightly. When we walked by, the cat suddenly pounced from the shrubs and leapt onto Kanan's face. The older male let out a surprised yelp, stumbling backwards and falling to the ground. He wrangled with the feline as the Tooka hissed and attempted to claw his face. Though I just leant back and snickered at the scene.

Finally, Kanan managed to throw the Loth-cat off, letting it scamper back into the grasslands. He sat on the ground, catching his breath while I burst out in uncontrollable laughter. "Oh, you're in for it now Kid," he smirked, pushing himself onto his feet.

I stuck my tongue out cockily and bolted in the opposite direction, laughing as the man chased in pursuit. The two of us ran across the grassy plains, joy radiating off both of us and lifting the thick fog surrounding our bond. I hadn't felt so light and happy since when I was younger and everything just seemed peachy.

"Can't catch me!" I taunted, though I quickly realised that he was gaining fast.

I pushed myself further, glancing over my shoulder and grinning when Kanan began to slow. "Ha! Looks like I beat-"

Suddenly the ground underneath me crumbled and I fell face first into a large, rough ditch. I groaned, dust whipping up around me and filling my lungs. Coughing, I rolled over onto my back and stared up at the sky with dazed eyes. My ankle was throbbing, and small little insects swarmed past my vision, taking a bite at any exposed skin as I lay there limply. But before I knew it, Kanan was standing at the edge of the hole, sliding down carefully and bending down at my side. "Ezra?!" he called, shaking my shoulders gently and staring down at me with concerned teal eyes.

I blinked rapidly, before pushing myself up and rubbing my head. "You okay?" he asked.

I moaned, my vision blurring for a moment. They focused on Kanan's figure when sudden sharp, burning pains pricked my skin where ever the bugs bit me. "Ow," I mumbled, scratching my neck that seemed to have been eaten the most.

"What's wrong?" Kanan asked worriedly.

I tried to shrug it off, replying "My ankle. I think I twisted it."

Kanan nodded, slinging one of my arms around his shoulder and raising me up. I hobbled for a moment once on my feet, before finally allowing Kanan to support me. He lifted me up out of the ditch and led me back in the direction of the Ghost. "Wait, what about the supplies?" I protested.

"I'll get Zeb to get them later. Let's just get you home first," he said with his 'Don't even try to argue' face.

So, I bit my tongue and walked with Kanan all the way back to the Ghost. By the time we got there, my ankle was feeling better, but my neck was aching and I felt exhausted. Kanan sat me down on some crates and stared at me, his blurry figure swaying and his voice muffled. Suddenly, he grasped my shoulder tightly and yelled "Ezra!"

"W-What?" I stammered, rubbing my eyes and trying to focus on the man.

"I asked if you were okay," he repeated, worry leaking into his expression. "Are you sure it was just your ankle? Did you hit your head or something, 'cause you've been out of it all the way back."

I shook my head quickly, pushing myself up and stumbling over to the ladder. "N-No… I'm fine, just… tired," I replied with a yawn.

I left before Kanan could protest, and if he did protest, I sure didn't hear it. I just staggered my way into my room, hauling myself onto bed and falling into a deep slumber quicker than you could say 'Loth-cat'.

A moan escaped my lips as my crusty eyelids cracked open. I didn't know how it was possible, but I actually felt worse than before. I had a killer headache, my mouth was dry and sweat laced my skin and pooled on my pillow. My neck still ached and was now irritably itchy, and the room began to swirl through my vision.

Staying still was beginning to hurt, and I knew I couldn't get back to sleep. So, I begrudgingly pushed myself up and swung my legs over the side of the bed. Usually, I would have just jumped off the bunk with relative ease, but when I tried, I collapsed onto the cold hard ground weakly. I muffled a groan.

I could feel my stomach begin to churn, hot mucus rising slowly up my throat. Frantically, I stumbled for the door. I needed to spew, and I knew couldn't hold it in. Slamming the button, the door slid open and a bright light scorched my eyes momentarily. My head began to throb again as I ran groggily out of the cabin, accidently slamming into a wall while heading for the fresher.

The walls spun dizzily, and I could feel the vomit gargling in the back of my throat. Suddenly, someone turned the corner and gasped in surprise, grasping my shoulders gently. "Ezra?" a sweet voice cooed. "Are you okay?"

I went to reply, before clamping a hand over my mouth to contain the burning mucus. But it was too late, the vomit flooding out past my hands and spilling out over myself, the person in front of me and all over the floor. "Ezra!" the person exclaimed.

I bent over, my stomach heaving and refusing to stop spewing. Tears began to burn my eyes while the figure brushed my hair away from my face gently. "Honey, it's okay, it's okay," she cooed. Hot tears leaked out of my clenched eyes, my body aching in excruciating pain. I sobbed uncontrollably, falling to my knees and continuing to vomit while the person tried their best to keep me calm.

Sounds began to drown out, and I lost all feeling in my limbs. And before I knew it, I was out again…

Oh no! What's happened to Ezra?! Is he going to be okay?! You'll have to find out in the next chapter! :D

Can you guys believe it? The 'Super Marathon' is over. I hope you all had a great time reading all the stories though! I promise updating will become more regular once it comes to holidays, but I appreciate all of your ongoing support so much! Thank you all! May the force be with you, always!

-Superherotiger

P.S I just got tickets to the midnight screening of 'The Force Awakens' and I am SOOOOOO excited! :D