Hi!

I tried to update on May 4th for the 'Star Wars Holiday', but of course, the one time I want to update in FOREVER it wouldn't upload completely. What can you do though, am i right? (sorry for the wait I suck at updating ahhh) In case you forgot whats going on in this story I suggest going back to chapter 34 and rereading.

Anyways, please enjoy!

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Ezra woke to a pair of green eyes staring at him.

"Hera?" He coughed, wiping a days sleep from his face. His captain gave a soft hum and helped him drink some water and eat a bowl of porridge. As the twi'lek gently wiped his mouth with the corner of a cool towel, she felt her head become hot. It was the type of feeling when you try not to cry, so you hold it all back but your head aches and your eyes water.

"Hera?" Ezra asked again, his voice cracking from lack of use and age.

Hera softly whispered back, "Once a day I will come to you and give you a pill. Today we start at 7 am, right now. Tomorrow you will get a pill at 8, then the next at 9, then 10 and so on. This will continue until we go around the clock fully once. After that you will skip a day in between doses. After a full clock cycle including skipped days we will do two day intermissions. This will continue until you are no longer dependent on drugs to live. Do you understand me?"

Ezra looked down. "Hera-"

"Do you understand me?"

"Hera please, I don't want to be addicted-, but-, I need-"

"Do you understand me?"

"Yes, Hera." Ezra said with a crestfallen expression.

Hera handed him a single pill. "I'm not going to tell Kanan. Not unless I catch you trying to take more."

Ezra nodded back. "Ok."

"Ezra i'm doing this because I love you and I know you need this."

"I understand."

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2 weeks later.

Commander Rullo was anything but happy. His men had captured the rebels successfully, only for some lake leviathan to kill his best agents. Of course he had had the lake been drained and then filled with hot sand, killing all of the wildlife in the nearby area. The creature who had murdered both Agent Kallus and a few others was not found, so he could only assume it had been buried alive in the sand with the other animals. On the bright side, the Lothal rebels had been fairly quiet since their near capture. No stolen good, no vandalisms. Everything was just so oddly quiet. This unnerved Rullo so much to a point where he found himself pacing in the middle of the night, just wondering...where in the galaxy those rebels were and what were they doing?

Focusing back on the meeting he was at, he decided to speak up. Several different high ranking officers like himself were making plans on what to do to Lothal.

Standing up, he said, "Ladies and Gentlemen, I propose we do a planet sweep to clear Lothal from any reliance presence, making sure everything and everyone here is cleared."

Officer Makou of the East stood up to reply. "Interesting idea, Commander. But...why do this? Problems involving these insurgents have been at an all time low."

"Yes, that's true but, we had basically captured them. By obtaining them we would end all future problems not only on Lothal, but scare other people thinking of rebelling." Rullo defended.

The blonde woman, Minister Tua, next to him stood. "You had them captured, Commander. But the escaped, several Imperial agents lost with them."

Commander Rullo shot her a look, but she simply stared back angrily. "That may be true but its all the more reason why we need to scrub this planet from these rebels."

The council looked at each other with a murmur, all agreeing.

A plan to capture the rebels would be put into motion.

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10 year old Ezra awoke to soft linen and the sweet scent of warm honey. He hadn't smelled something so safe and beautiful in ages, not since his parents have been arrested three years ago.

He lifted his head, stiff neck cracking as he looked around. Light surrounded the large bed he sat upon, satin pillows burying him. Ezra slowly stood and approached the window of the room. The view was amazing: pink sunrise, crystal pool, pastel flowers.

Spinning around he tried to open the door, mood changing within a second when he realized the door was locked. Dilated eyes frantically searched the room for a weapon, the only thing in the room being the bed frame that was bolted to the floor and bedding. Even the window was locked, the glass thick and uncrackable.

Ezra took a deep breath and ran yelling at the door, small body slamming against the wood and then being thrown back to the cold floor. The room began to spin and his vision started to spin. Just as he heard the door being unlocked he fell unconscious.

The next time he woke up he felt soft hands touching his face. Ezra had been living on the streets for almost over three years now, and anybody touching him really, especially his face, was a line that was not ever to be crossed. Ezra wanted to punch this mystery attacker in the nose and run, but just opening his eyes seemed to be a struggle.

The evil attacker was humming a song, something sweet and upbeat as she began to wrap something around his temple.

With a burst of fear inspired adrenalin, Ezra surprised the person by hoarsely saying, "Where am I?"

The person inhaled sharply, not realizing the boy was awake. With a soft voice, the woman smiled and said "Somewhere safe, sweetie. You hit your head pretty hard last night and just a bit ago, you really should take it slow from now on."

Ezra scrunched his brow. "What?"

She laughed. "I'm not a proper doctor, but I think you have a mild concussion at worse, i'm prescribing you two weeks under house arrest."

"You can't keep me here." Ezra growled not so scarily as the light haired woman helped him sit up against a cushion.

She smirked and gently plopped a ice bag on the top of his head. "I can't make you do anything, sweetie. It's my boss's decision and he decided to let me help me."

"Who's your boss?" Ezra asked. Who would bring in some ratty kid from the street?

"Mr. Anthony Victor Maloy, owner of Maloy's Panaderia. He's a very giving man and you're very lucky he found you." She said in a hushed voice, helping him sip some water.

Ezra, who was still too dizzy to move, spoke again. "No offense to your boss, Miss, but, no bakery owner could afford a house this nice on Lothal."

She looked down, busy with tucking him into the bed. "Mr. Maloy gets along. Now, you need more sleep, ok? Just a couple more hours and then i'll bring you some supper." She stood and began to walk away. It was then when Ezra realized how exhausted the simple conversation had made him. His eyesight blurred and before he could submit to sleep, he asked a final question.

"What's your name?"

She turned around, half way out the door. "Chauna."

As the door shut behind her, the boy repeated it in a slurred voice before falling asleep.

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The Ghost crew was miserable. Everyone was keeping secrets from each other, nobody wanting to talk in fear they may spill their information. Sabine couldn't look at Hera without feeling confused or angry, Hera couldn't look at Sabine without feeling anxious. Zeb and Kanan always had a glint of caution when talking to each other. Everything was horrible.

The person who felt the worse was Ezra. It had been two weeks since his initial attack, and his leg was looking better with each day. He still couldn't walk properly yet, but standing had been a celebrated victory. Ezra still felt pain quite a bit, but now these physical wounds were paired with intense emotions.

Every single one of his secrets that he had guarded for years were out, and he had no idea who knew what. Hera knew about his addiction habits definitely, Kanan and Zeb had both seen his scars, and what Sabine knew was uncertain, but she avoided him at all costs.

"Ezra are you listening?" Kanan lightly shook his shoulder, trying to get his student to focus.

"Hm?" Ezra hummed.

Kanan sighed. "Ezra, I know you have a lot going on in there but try to focus on today's lesson, ok?"

"Yeah-, sure." The boy shrugged, looking at the healing gash.

Maybe nothing would ever be the same.

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-Shelby