A/N: I'm making a series of one /strongstrongshots about Kanan and Ezra moments so if you have any ideas give them to me and I will be happy to put them to use!

Ezra was tired, for some odd reason he was really tired today. He had felt like this for the last few days but hadn't said anything and his pride was going to keep him from saying anything now. He had an aching headache and the thought of food made him want to upchuck.

"Ra, Hey Ezra."

Ezra looked up to see Kanan staring at him.

"What," the teen asked groggily.

Kanan sighed, "I asked if you were listening to me, but apparently not."

"Sorry," the boy croaked, his throat dry and scratchy.

"As I was saying when using the force," Kanan drowned on and on. Slowly, Ezra's eyes began to shut even as he tried to stay awake.

Kanan finally noticed the sickly look of padawan and decided to end today's lesson about the force and move onto light saber training.

"Okay Ezra Let's grab a bite to eat and start working with the light saber." /li
liOnce again the thought of food made Ezra's stomach curl, but being the boy he was, smiled and tried to get up and follow.

As soon as he stood up Ezra could feel the blood rush to his and he began to lose his vision. As he started to fall to the ground he could here the feint calling of his name as he tried to brace himself for hitting the ground. Fortunately he never felt because he blacked out before he could feel anything, it wouldn't have had mattered anyway because as he watched his student fall forward Kanan grabbed the boy and cradled him in his arms.

'Damn,' he thought, 'I should have seen the signs early.'

He had no clue how he had missed the signs that the boy was sick, and by the feel of the teens sweaty forehead, extremely so. The man once again sighed and carried the teen like a baby, his head cradled to his chest.

When the two had reached Kanan's cabin, Ezra was whimpering and weakly struggling to get closer to the warm body heat. Wherever this source of heat was coming from he hoped it wouldn't leave.

"Shh, Ezra," he heard a comforting voice whispered.

The boy stopped thrashing as he felt his back touch something soft and sink.

"Ezra, why didn't you tell me you weren't feeling well," Kanan asked softly.

Ezra hummed softly as he felt coarse hands run through his thick locks. He hadn't had someone show him this kind of treatment since his parents were alive... It felt nice. When the hands stopped Ezra opened his eyes a bit and whined.

Kanan chuckled. "I'll be back. Don't move," he ordered.

Ezra did as he was told and closes his eyes shivering a bit. He then relaxed as he felt a warm blanket and strong arms encircle him. The teen then turned and shifted so that his face was nestled into the broad chest.

Kanan laughed softly at that and began to rub slow soothing circles on the boys' back. Slowly he too, started to drift off to sleep.

Elsewhere

"Hey has anyone seen Kanan and Ezra," Hera asked loudly.

"The kid's probably passed out somewhere, he wasn't looking to good or smelling to good for that matter," Zeb stated.

"I think I saw Kanan carrying him earlier," Sabine said.

Hera got up from where she was sitting and made her way to Kanan's room. Without knocking she opened the door and stared in shock of the sight in front her.

"Hey you guys come over here and bring a camera your going to want to see this's and I'm capturing this moment."

The other two walked over, with the camera, and stared in shock: Kanan had Ezra in a protective embrace as if protecting him form the evil of the world. Ezra now had his head on Kanan's shoulder using it as a pillow and his back now pressed to the older mans' chest. As if sensing a chill in the air the boys face scrunched up and he snuggled closer to the main source of heat. As the cute little seen between the two happened, Hera took pictures that were going to be kept forever.

She then walked over and checked, their youngest occupant of the ghosts, temperature. The boy was still warm so she motioned for the other two to leave quietly, she then followed them out and headed for the kitchen where she began to make some soup.

After the soup she went up and put the broth by the boy incase he was hungry. Even if he wasn't she that Kanan would be his overprotective self and make the kid eat. She the exited the room, but not without taking one final picture.

A/N: So what did you guys think? I'll be happy for some prompts to increase the story. Sorry that it was so short.