Chapter 2: Happy Ending

(Kanan's POV)

After Hera had introduced us to Bail Organa and Ahsoka, I noticed that Ezra seemed to be in a considerable amount of pain. Knowing if anything was said about his injuries Hera would switch over to mother hen mode, I acknowledged the fact that he was hurt.

"Ezra, how are you holding out?" I asked, glancing at Hera as I spoke.

Sure enough, she turned to look at him, for the first time noticing his injuries.

"You're bleeding!" she stated worriedly.

"It's no big deal, really." he said.

"Come with me. Our med-bay is at the back of the ship." Ahsoka offered, waving us over.

Albeit reluctantly, Ezra followed, leaning against me as he walked, the pain in his leg beginning to overpower the adrenaline rush. When we reached the med-bay, I helped the boy up on the examination table.

"Chopper, scan him." Hera ordered.

For once, the droid complied immediately. The Twi'lek examined the X-Ray with worried eyes. I too was worried, and I could tell Ezra was weak. His eyes were half closed, all his energy depleted. I helped him lay down and his eyes slipped closed in sleep. Hera frowned in concern at what she saw.

"How did he make it this far?" she wondered aloud.

"What is it?" I asked, tilting my Padawan's chin so I could get a better look at the two cuts he had received from the lightsaber.

"He nearly broke his leg. It's badly injured. And he cracked three ribs." She reported in admiration of the teen's determination.

"Yeesh. You really went all the way on this stunt didn't you kid." I murmured quietly, brushing his wild navy hair out of his face.

"I'll say." Ahsoka added. "I remember when I was still a Padawan, we fought an incredibly strong man, or should I say being, who had given in to the dark side. He corrupted me, used me to do his bidding, then killed me. Luckily, his sister used her last bit of life force to save me. I think I have him beat." she chuckled.

"Yeah, no kidding." Hera said in amazement as she began to stitch up Ezra's cheek.

They sat in silence while she treated the fifteen-year old. Finally, she finished.

"Zeb, do me a favor and get him back to his room. I want him to rest." she stressed.

"Yes ma'am." he replied, gently picking up Ezra in his large arms.

Hera and I smiled at Zeb's brotherly state.

"Your turn." Hera said turning to me.

Surprisingly, I had only received minor burns from the electrocutions I had been given by the Inquisitor.

"Bed." Hera ordered as she finished bandaging my chest.

"Yes ma'am." I chuckled. It was then I noticed Ezra's saber had been left behind when he had been moved to his room. I picked it up and snuck off to his room. He was sleeping soundly. I reached up to place his saber next to him, and he stirred, his eyes opening halfway.

"Kanan?" he whispered sleepily.

"Shh. Go back to sleep. It's alright." I murmured softly.

His eyes closed once more. I smiled. He had deserved more than what he had gotten as a child. I had seen the holodisk photo of the family. They had been so happy. I heard the door open behind me.

"Blasted Empire." I grumbled.

"It's been a long time since I saw you like this. Happy, proud." Hera said.

"That's because I had no Padawan to be proud of." I replied.

"I'm just as proud as you are of him. He had such a harsh childhood. I couldn't imagine how he must have felt when his parents were captured." she said sympathetically, walking over and laying a hand on the boy's arm.

"He's been without a family for so long." I murmured.

"Not anymore." Hera said determinedly.

I smiled.

"Now, to bed with you." the lovely Twi'lek ordered.

"Aye aye, captain."

END

Author's Note: I skipped Ahsoka's introduction because Kanan and Ezra were the main characters. Sorry if and Ahsoka fans got mad.