**Alright, Here is the requested sequel to Separation & Second Chances **

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Trusted but Trapped

Chapter 1: Frustration

It was several weeks ago that Ezra had almost lost his life because of the dark side that had controlled Kanan. Several weeks ago that his master almost lost his padawan, his friend, and his way again. But the Jedi had been allowed a second chance.

Ezra's flesh wounds had long since healed with some scaring, his bone injuries, mainly his wrist, were still healing. The young human was having a lot of issues every day trying to keep up with his daily chores and training. Ezra's struggling stood out the first time Kanan tried to do a mini lesson, just to keep the kid in practice with focusing.

He was just refreshing the kid on calling objects to him through the force. Unfortunately, Ezra's dominant hand was also his injured.

"Concentrate. Use the force to locate the object and feel it and will it back to you." The Jedi master watched his student shut his eyes and raise his hand. His face furrowed in concentration. The lightsaber across the room started to move before it came flying at Ezra. The student caught it. A split second later it clattered to the floor as the young teenager cried out, gripping his arm, doubled over in pain.

"Ezra?" Kanan came over quickly, worry etched across his face and evident in his voice. The older tried to look at his hand but was shoved away as the padawan stormed off, extremely angry and frustrated. Kanan watched him leave, sighing and sinking into the chair nearby bringing his hand to his head to massage his temples from an oncoming headache.

"This is my fault. The kid wouldn't be hurt if I had been able to sense the dark apprentice controlling me." He groaned as he kept his eyes shut. Ever since he had spoken with Ezra more about his vision, Kanan had been trying to figure out who the dark apprentice and master pairing was, how they controlled him, and how to find them.

"What did he do this time?" The Twi-lek's gentle voice echoed in his mind. The pilot had gotten used to this look after Ezra would fail to perform a training task and storm off upset. The two were very alike and she took great amusement in watching the older human deal with a younger version of himself.

"He didn't do anything. I did." Kanan got up with the same frustration his student and left the room. It was Hera's turn to sigh. She wanted Kanan to stop blaming himself, but knew that was a lost hope right now. She watched him go before turning back to her task of making caffeine. They would work it out, she had faith in them.

The Jedi knew exactly where his student was. He climbed to the top of the ghost and walked over to the kid sitting down next to him gracefully. He handed Ezra his lightsaber, that had been dropped moments earlier, remaining silent.

"I feel so worthless right now." Ezra was the first to break the silence between the two males. He wasn't that wrong. He could hardly keep up with chores, he couldn't climb through vents, he couldn't even hold his lightsaber.

His mentor searched for the right words to say. The kid had forgiven him and given him a second chance. Now it was up to him to strengthen their bond again.

"Worth is seen in many different ways Ezra. Just because you're healing or weak doesn't mean your worthless. Just like being strong doesn't make you invincible. You have to be both to be you. Your wrist will heal in time. Today was the first day you didn't have the brace on. We can try again later." Kanan kept his voice soft and low. He didn't feel like upsetting Ezra and having to chase him around the Ghost any more than need be. He watched a bitter smile slightly grace his student before falling again, Ezra turning his head to face away from his master.

"This isn't just about my wrist healing…" Sadness flooded his words. It took a moment for the Jedi human to figure out what his student meant. Nightmares had been plaguing Ezra ever since he regained consciousness. He was always tired from not sleeping well and it affected everything in his wakefulness including the mending of his bones.

Kanan helped as much as he could, but the two's bond still wasn't as strong as it used to be. When Ezra moved back into his own cabin further from Kanan, it had been harder to console him. Before he had, the adult had gotten no sleep, staying up to ward off the terrors in the teens dreams most of the nights. The padawan knew this, that being the reason he insisted on leaving the sanctity of his master's cabin after finding out.

"I'm sorry kid. If I hadn't failed you, none of this would have ever happened." The older of the two felt really low and unconsciously shifted to mimic the same position the younger was in as if to protect himself.

"You didn't fail me. None of us knew…" Kanan noted the hesitation in his voice.

"What's up?" Kanan gently prodded him to open up. He had been much more encouraging to keep an open relationship and bond with his student.

"Can I...Would it be okay to stay in your room? Just one night. I can sleep on the top bunk. I…I feel safer. I don't feel so alone…" Ezra hated sounding so weak. He expected Kanan to deny his request and tell him to get over it. He knew Kanan was a loner by nature and not used to guests in his room.

"If you feel safe there. You are welcome to sleep on the extra bunk." He stood as he granted Ezra's request. Normally he liked his privacy and would have said no. Especially with the trouble the droid caused in Ezra's room almost every day. Since Ezra ran off though, Kanan slept more comfortable knowing his student was within grasp and felt that he could protect him from anything that tried to harm him physically or mentally.

**FLASHBACK**

Kanan woke up to a disturbance. He heard his student tossing and turning. If Ezra wasn't careful he would pull a stich, or cause more injury to his fractured body. The older man gracefully jumped off the top bunk and sat next to the student placing his hand on Ezra's head shutting his eyes concentrating on sending calming signals to the boy.

There was so much pain and sadness in Ezra's mind right now. Kanan picked up on a lot of fear as well. He heard Ezra whimpering and mumbling incoherently. Connecting with him was very hard and it concerned him greatly. He continued his focus.

Finally, Ezra let him in and the negative emotions dissipated leaving him still and quiet. His master checked him over for any re-injury before pulling the covers over him more. It had only been four days since Ezra was allowed out of the medical bay, but the nightmares were an exhausting constant. For now, Ezra was calm and in peace. Kanan climbed back up into his top bunk and got comfortable until the next one hit.

** END FLASHBACK**

Ezra looked up at his master in surprise at the agreement. He stood as well watching the bright star setting on the horizon.

"Kanan? The nightmares…will they ever go away? Why do I even have them when they weren't this bad before? Does it have something to do with the vision? Am I being controlled? What if I am and I hurt someone on the ship?" The youth was unsure and hesitant as his gaze stayed with the setting sun. His voice becoming more and more frantic.

"Whoa, whoa. Calm down kid" Kanan raised his voice slightly to get the kid's attention as he motioned to calm down with his hands.

"I know you don't like it…but I think tonight we're going to practice meditating. It will help you balance your emotions and should help you sleep better." He knew his younger counterpart hated meditating. It involved being still, and Ezra Bridger didn't do still.

"Okay…I'm going to go eat something." Ezra walked over to the ladder and hopped down before Kanan had a chance to say anything else, like question why his student was agreeing to something he hated. Ezra got too uncomfortable after opening up or showing this much weakness, retreating was how he handled the building discomfort he faced.

Kanan stayed up on top long enough to watch the sun finish setting before he went down below to locate the youngling and grab a bite to eat himself.