This is my first time writing Star Wars Rebels. Hope I did alright. Spoilers for Call to Action.

"I don't want to lose you guys, not over this."

Ezra had a rather dreadful, foreboding feeling from their plan to get the communications tower. He just knew something would go wrong. He'd told Kanan, but his master simply tried to reassure him nothing would go wrong. Ezra wanted to believe that, but he couldn't shake his bad feeling.

The door to the ship hissed close.

"NO!" Ezra beat his fists against the door. He felt like his insides were being scraped out as they fled.

/Nonononononono Kanan!/ Repeatedly ran through his head, blocking everything else out. He wasn't even aware he was still beating the door and screaming.

"Kid! Ezra!" Ezra was oblivious to Zeb's calls. Zeb quickly moved to Ezra and wrapped his arms around the kid, pulling him away from the door.

"No!" Ezra writhed in the Lasat's grip. "Let me go! Kanan! KANAN!"

Kanan watched the Phantom fly away. He could feel Ezra's anguish through their bond. He could hear Ezra crying out.

-Ezra, it's okay.- He sent through the bond, along with some calming vibes. The raw anguish lessened, barely.

-Kanan…-

-I'll be fine. I promise.-

Kanan just hoped he could keep that promise.