Don't ask me how I come up with this stuff. Blame the plot bunnies of doom. This is just your run of the mill Ezra!whump fic. Fair warning, this does have descriptions of injuries in it.

"Spectre-6," Hera yelled through her fighter's comlink. "Keep an eye on your left. There are TIEs closing in."

"Copy that," Ezra replied. He swerved his A-wing, much like Hera had taught him, and took out a couple of TIEs, watching in horror as two more rebel fighters were destroyed.

"We are almost ready to jump," Sato said from the Liberator. "Get ready!"

Suddenly, Ezra's craft took a hit. "Karabast!" he cried. "My hyperdrive's out!"

"Get to the light cruiser," Sato ordered.

"Copy that," Ezra replied. "My first space mission and I've already busted a hyperdrive."

"Don't worry," Hera reassured. "It happens to the best of us."

Ezra turned his craft around and sped towards the light cruiser. Much to his horror, three TIEs locked onto him. Ezra tried to shake them but failed.

"Got three on me. I can't shake them!"

"I'm coming Ezra!"

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"I'm coming Ezra!"

"What's going on?" Kanan breathed, hating the fact that he couldn't see what was happening. "Is he alright?"

"He's got three fighters on his tail," Sabine replied. "Hera's on her way but…"

Kanan's heart began pounding and he found himself poised to bolt to the light cruiser's hangar if he needed to.

"Karabast!" Ezra yelled. "I'm hit! I-" Ezra screamed as his comm signal died.

"NO!" Hera yelled.

Kanan didn't hesitate. He didn't stop when he heard Zeb mutter a curse. He didn't stop when he heard Sabine shriek. He kept running until he reached the hangar, even though he knew what he would find.

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The next few moments happened in slow motion for Hera. As she shot down the last of the TIE fighters, a lucky shot grazed Ezra's engine. The impact started an inferno in the ship. She heard Ezra scream as his shot his hands out as if to protect himself from the explosion that came next.

She could only watch in horror as the fighter disintegrated, leaving Ezra floating in space, badly burned.

"NO!" she yelled. Was Ezra alive? In a few minutes, it wouldn't matter. She zipped towards where Ezra was floating, vaguely remembering shouting orders at the remaining pilots to cover her, as she slowed down right in front of Ezra. She caught him on the nose of her fighter and began pushing him towards the light cruiser.

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"Hera," Kanan said into his comlink. "Where is he?"

"In front of my craft. I'm pushing him in!"

"There's no time!" Kanan replied. "We only have a few seconds."

Kanan dove into the Force and reached out towards where he could sense his dying padawan. Using the Force and the momentum from Hera's craft, he pulled him into the light cruiser and lowered him to the ground.

He could hear hurried footsteps and the sound of Hera's craft landing. He could hear Sato give the order to jump as the airlock doors closed. He could feel the lurch of the ship as they jumped into hyperspace. He could hear the hurried footsteps as medics arrived. Kanan didn't care. He ran as fast as he could towards where he placed Ezra. However, Hera grabbed his arm. "Kanan, wait."

"But-"

"Kanan, there's nothing you can do. Let the medics do their work."

Kanan turned to Hera, alarm evident in his voice. "Is he breathing?"

"I don't know…" Hera breathed. Her fears were confirmed when she saw one of the medics begin CPR. Sabine and Zeb appeared right behind them and Hera could have sworn Sabine was about to faint. Zeb was shaking and Kanan had Hera's hand in a vice-like grip.

Kanan could hear one of the medics count to thirty. No sign of life. Kanan began shaking. He broke out of Hera's grip and despite her objections, he rushed to Ezra's side and grabbed his hand, shuddering upon feeling the frost that covered it. "Sir," one of the medics said. "Please step back."

"I'm not going to step back!" Kanan snapped. "That's my kid!"

The medics ignored him and began focusing on trying to save Ezra's life. They must have done things like this before and have probably had to work around scared loved ones as well.

Another count to thirty. Still no signs of life within the teenager.

Kanan gripped Ezra's limp hand both of his own. "Come on…" Kanan thought. "Come on. You're stronger than this! Come on!"

Just as the medics were about to give up, Ezra let out a tiny cough, followed by gasping and wheezing and even more coughing. Kanan heard the medics back away and call for a gurney. When he felt Ezra begin to shiver, Kanan let out a sigh of relief. "Thank the Force…" he muttered.

"K…K…" Kanan could hear Ezra try to say his name, but with what the poor kid just went through, it would be a miracle if he managed to get anything out.

"Don't talk," Kanan said. "You need to take it easy for a moment." He sensed Hera approach him from behind. "How bad is it?" he asked.

"He's got some pretty nasty burns," Hera replied. "I don't know how he even survived his ship exploding…"

"He must have used the Force to shield himself from the explosion…" Kanan mused. He heard Ezra shift on the durasteel and cringed at the resulting cry of pain that was followed shortly by another rough cough.

"Don't move," Hera said softly.

The gurney approached and Kanan lifted Ezra onto it. He followed the gurney out with the rest of the crew behind him.

Fun fact: Apparently, you can survive in a vacuum for up to about a minute. Ezra was in space for about 45 seconds. Way to cut it close there Ezra. Hope you enjoyed the first chapter!