Chapter 4: Recovery

(Kanan's POV)

I opened my eyes slowly. For a moment I wondered why I felt so sore. Then I remembered. I stood up and went to the med-bay. Hera was already there.

"How's-" I started.

"Doing better. Much better." she said with a smile.

I grinned happily. I knew it would be a while before he could train again, but it was better than him being dead. I studied his face. Less pale. His eyes were still closed, but this time it was clear it was only in sleep, instead of unconsciousness. His force presence was stronger, too. It felt less clouded and dull, but he was still weak.

"Why don't you go get something to eat Kanan?" Hera asked.

I nodded and turned to leave. As I entered the kitchen, I saw Zeb and Sabine talking quietly at the table. They shut up as I sat down.

"How's Ezra?" Sabine asked.

"He's recovering." I replied.

The looks on their faces went from worried to relieved. Before they could say anything else, I gave them a look that said 'not right now' and sat down to eat. I had to admit, food sounded pretty great to me right about then. I had finished it within five minutes. When I looked back up at them, they were looking at me restlessly. Finally, l gave in.

"Go see him, just don't wake him up," I said with a grin.

The two stood quickly and ran from the room. I shook my head and chuckled. They would never admit it, especially Zeb, but Ezra had grown to be like a little brother to them. I stood and followed them. They had made it there in record time, but were silent. Well, at least they knew when to shut up. The boy was still asleep, but resting comfortably. I laid my hand on his forehead, careful not to wake him. It was cool. The fever had broken. Finally. I sighed in relief. It was over. After what felt like an eternity, it had finally ended. I collapsed into a chair and let myself relax. My Padawan would be okay.

(Ezra's POV)

I opened my eyes. For a moment I was blinded my the lights in the white med-bay. My eyes travelled around the room. Next to me was Kanan, sleeping in a chair. In the corner were Chopper and Hera. She turned to face me. Her emerald green eyes met my electric blue. She walked quietly over. I returned my gaze to Kanan. She noticed.

"He's been there all day," she murmured with a smile.

I sat up, leaning back against my elbows. Hera raised the bed and I let myself fall back, careful not to make too much noise.

"How are you feeling?" she asked.

"Good. And hungry," I replied.

"Hungry. That's… that's good," she muttered, mostly to herself. She walked away, returning with a small tray of food. "Think you can handle that?" she teased.

"Uhh, Hera have you met me?" I asked with a smile. I began to eat like a hungry wolf.

"Easy there. You'll get a stomach ache," she warned.

I slowed down, but only a little. I was starving. When I was done, she took the tray from me and looked at me like I was nuts. Then again, she probably thought I was. I grinned, flashing her the famous Ezra grin. Hera caved under the childish innocence and hugged me.

"Don't you ever do that again," she whispered in my ear.

Tears gathered in my eyes but I blinked them away. She reminded me so much of my mom.

"I won't," I replied quietly.

She pulled away and looked me in the eyes.

"Promise?" she asked.

"Promise. Cross my heart," I murmured.

"Good boy. Now go to sleep," she demanded.

Soon I was nearly asleep.

(Hera Time! Very short but still Hera POV!)

I smiled at the boy as his eyes slid closed.

"Goodnight, Ezra," I said.

In his half-asleep state, he said something that made me grin broadly.

"G'night mom," he breathed. Then, his steady, even breathing told me he was asleep.

"Goodnight sweetheart," I whispered, giving him a kiss on the forehead.

And for the first time in a long time, the Ghost was completely silent.

End

AN: I can't… too. Much. FLUFF!

*begins to run around and make strange hissing noises, then curls up in a fetal position on the floor babbling about nothing.*

Randomness Girl, my BFF: That's what you get when Writer's Block takes away your angst stash people. You cease to function. Here is a warning to all. Do not get addicted to angst, or you will end up like StarWarsMinecraftChick227.

Ok enough with the silliness. It's finally done! A month and a half. It's the longest story I've written and I had a lot of fun with it. Thank you for reading!

-SWMC227