Hey guys! I'm back except for this time it's going to be a one shot! I was inspired by the picture that is my new profile picture, that when Kanan is reunited with Ezra after his ordeal with the Empire, its emotional especially for Ezra who was beginning to believe that Kanan was dead. Some of this is my own imagination as to what will happen, so don't take it as it actually happened.

WARNING! This does contain spoilers for the episode Rebel Resolve (the first part of the season finale) So read at your own risk! Don't say I didn't warn you!

I have not seen the Season 1 Finale yet so I don't know exactly what happens, but this is what I REALLY want to happen. I heard from the core cast of the show that the two part season finale is a heart wrencher. I honestly can't wait for Fire Across the Galaxy to come out so that I can watch Rebel Resolve and that one together. But here's for hoping that it's going to end good! Anyway I'll get to the story! Have fun and please review if you enjoyed it!

Update on my other stories!

I forgot that I wanted to update you guys on some of my Star Wars fan fictions. I'm currently writing four other Star Wars fanfics other than this one shot but I believe the only ones I have posted here and More than Meets the Eye and Ohana. I'm currently writing both on Wattpad. I haven't gotten to write any more to either of them much since school has started for me. I have my Star Wars Rebels Fanfic there (no chapters officially posted there yet) and another Star Wars: The Clone Wars Fanfic that follows my OC. I use Wattpad more now that I don't have as much access to my computer as I used to and it's also an easy way to bring my work on the go since it has an app. But anyway I hope to get more chapters posted here soon and if you want to read any of my stories on Wattpad (Have other stories posted there too) my username is JediPiggyPrime. Sorry for that rant but hope you enjoy!

Kanan's POV

I couldn't believe it. I was free. I was tired of all of the failed attempts the Empire were trying to throw at me to get me to talk. The hallucinations through the force, the electrocution, all of that to get me to spill the location of not only my crew, but of the countless other small cells scattered throughout the galaxy.

I had seen the horrors first hand in many instances of what the Empire was attempting to do throughout the galaxy. I immediately flashed back to the time when I first met Hera. We actually tried to stop Count Vidian from destroying the planet of Cynda. In Vidian's mad attempts at meeting a Thoralide quota, he was willing to kill innocent lives just to get what he wanted.

I now can say that I personally was affected by the actions of the Empire. If the torture wasn't enough to say that the Empire and the people working for it weren't evil to the core, I don't know what else will.

I leaned heavily against Zeb as I limped back to the Ghost. The ship was actually a welcomed sight for me for the grey walls and angry faces did tend to leave a bad impression. The pain that was wrapping through my body was so bad that I felt that I was going to faint right on the spot. If it wasn't for the fact that Zeb was practically holding me up than I'm pretty sure that I would have collapsed to the ground. I felt Zeb shift his weight underneath me so that he was carrying me more that helping me.

"You alright there, Kanan?" Zeb questioned me.

I closed my eyes for a brief couple of seconds and then let out a sigh of relief as the reality of what just happened sunk in. I couldn't believe that I made it out of that infernal place alive. I could handle torture because I handled much worse, but being sent to Mustafar of all places shattered my beliefs of ever seeing the light of day again.

"Yeah, Zeb," I finally replied to the Lasat, "I'm alright."

I saw off of the corner of my eye Zeb give a small reassuring smirk that had become the signature of the friendly giant. That made a smile come to my face.

We finally made it to the ramp of the Ghost and was greeted by Hera who wore an expression of relief. She then gave me the biggest hug that she's ever given me in the many years that I have known her. I let go of Zeb wrapping my arms around the Twi-lek hoping that this gesture was reassuring to her as it was to me.

She then let go slowly so that Zeb could get a hold of me again. Those green eyes of hers now brimming over with tears.

Words didn't have to be spoken between the two of us as Zeb helped me the rest of the way up the ramp and into the cargo hold of the ship.

It was then that I saw Sabine slowly but surely come out of the shadows of the upper deck with a half concerned yet half relieved look on her face. She must have seen straight through the façade that I had put up and noticed all of the visible injuries. I had numerous lacerations on my arms and legs, a severely sprained left ankle. I was pretty sure that I had a concussion and a few internal injuries to top it all. I knew that Sabine also had firsthand experience with Empire too.

But before I could protest, she walked over to me and smiled.

"Glad to have to back Spector 1," She replied, "Thought they would have killed you."

"They were talking about it," I replied solemnly, a thought that I definitely didn't want passing through my mind.

She nodded as her smile grew ever bigger.

The only person that wasn't there that I really wanted to see right now was Ezra. I honestly expected him to be the first person to greet me.

"Where's Ezra?" I questioned Hera as I still hung onto Zeb.

She pointed in the direction of the upper deck where our quarters were located.

"I don't think he realizes your back," Hera replied.

"Well then help me up," I stated as I gestured to the ladder leading up there.

Hera and Zeb helped me get up to the top in one piece. I walked into the hallway separating the rooms.

"Hera, will you get him for me?" I questioned the green skinned Twi-lek. She nodded her head and then proceeded to find out where Ezra was hiding.

I then heard Hera's soft voice tell my young padawan that there was someone there to see him.

I soon realized that Zeb had managed to find his way back to his post of helping me stay on my feet. In the midst of wanting to see my padawan again, I had quite forgotten that he wasn't there.

It was then that Hera walked out of the room Ezra and Zeb shared looking behind her as if there was something dangerous behind her. She then turned to smile at me as Ezra finally emerged.

He looked up at me and it was as if a lightbulb went off in his head.

"Kanan!" He exclaimed.

He ran over to me and gave me a big hug. This reaction knocked me out of Zeb's grasp and to my knees. Ezra then buried his head in my shoulder and began to cry. This action made me tear up as well as I then returned the gesture, holding him so close as if he was my own son.

"I thought they killed you!" He added. At one point in my tenure with the Empire, the training bond that the two of us had established had snapped much like what happens when either the master or the apprentice dies.

"No, not by a long shot kiddo," I said through silent tears of my own. I understood what Ezra was going through. Finding out that someone close to you has died is not an easy thing to overcome. For Ezra I couldn't even begin to imagine what would have happened if I did die. He already lost his parents to the Empire and if they had gotten to me too.

I banished the thought and continued to comfort my padawan by just being there.

I then felt a hand rest of my back. I instinctively turned around almost in a defensive position and then realized that it was just Sabine. She then wrapped her arms around my neck and just stayed there.

I then noticed that Ezra's sobs has slowed down, but he didn't move. Or at least he didn't until Hera did the same thing to him that Sabine was doing to me.

Ezra pulled himself from my embrace and then leaned slightly into Hera's but never once did he take his eyes off of me.

"Kanan, you should be proud of Ezra," Hera broke the silence, "If it wasn't for his heroics, I don't think we would have found you in time."

"No way, you?" I teased Ezra who had turned beet red at the praise he had received.

He then gave me a look of 'oh stop it' and then finally cracked a smile on that tear streaked face of his.

We both locked eyes for what seemed like minutes. Ezra, for the first time since I met him, had a look of relief. I had never seen it in the boy and hoped that it would stay there permanently. He then flung himself back on me and started to hug me again. This time though, I fell straight on my back; my weakness from the seemingly endless torture finally surfacing.

"Oops sorry, master," Ezra replied as he frantically tried to sit up. I tried to help him up by pushing up on the sides of his stomach only to have him fall right back down beside me giggling like a little girl, "No don't do that!"

"Oh you're ticklish huh?" I questioned Ezra. He must have immediately known what my plan was and tried to get away only to have Zeb grab his arms and hold him there.

"I'll hold him here for you Kanan," Zeb exclaimed obviously wanting to see this.

Forgetting all of the pain in my body, I pushed myself off the ground and then began attacking Ezra with tickles. It was good to hear laughter from someone instead of the screams that I heard coming from other cells. Ezra managed to wiggle free from Zeb's grasp and ran further down the hall from me. He held his hands up in mock surrender, laughing the whole way.

I let him go relishing the few moments of our reunion. Although I would have never expected that reaction from Ezra, it would be the one that I would not soon forget as our family was once again whole. We never seemed to never fail to find each other despite the odds that stacked against us.

I felt that a hole had been ripped into my heart as a result of Order 66 was mending as the family I lost was now in the family I had. My only hope was that I could guard it and Ezra as long as I had breath running through me.

Once again, the Ghost crew would guard the light for future generations of not only Jedi, but of every being throughout the galaxy. We would make sure that as long as we were together, that the future would never face for anyone.