I am home

An:This is set just after "fire across the galaxy" and as always I don't own rebels.

Kanan's pov

I sigh, then flinch...I have got to watch how I move right now,the wounds I have suffered... My body still hurts all over, I know it's going to take some time for me to heal physically, being a jedi I can heal wounds faster than a normal person can but even I need time to heal from these wounds, both new and old. Right now my mind is going over the past days...my capture...my torture...my rescue.

I know that Hera and ful... I mean Ahsoka are talking up in the cockpit. What they are talking about right now I have know idea but I think they want to keep me out of it something I am happy to do, after what I have been through I need some time off, also I think they are keeping an eye out for the empire to come after us again, but after what they just suffered, I think we will be able to take some time off and go into hiding so we can heal, we all deserve it and also because I wasn't the only one who had wounds on the body and soul.

I look to my side and smile, lying on the bed next to mine was Ezra and he has put the bed he has been sleeping in as close as he can to me without being in the same space as me, meaning my bed. He must have been so worried about me because since we connected with the others because Ezra hasn't left my side. Oh he has tried, the only time he left for any length of time was when I wanted to talk to Hera alone but I could still feel him outside the room, he trembling, something he tried to say that he wasn't but I knew he was and I don't blame him for that...If it had been me in his place, I would done the same thing, not the trembling but the overprotective watching over until I knew that he was going to be okay.

Ezra means more to me than just my padawan, he is a reminder of a family I lost, and one I found again when he joined us all those months ago. He also gave me hope of a new future, one that would see the galaxy free of the empire. A galaxy where children would never have to grow up like Ezra did...alone.

Ezra moved in his sleep and the skin on his cheek must have moved as well because he flinched and a soft moan came out of his mouth. As gently as I could I ran my hand through his hair, avoiding the bandages covering the wounds. I knew Hera had said that they might scar but I wasn't so sure, jedi can heal from a lot of things and small wounds like Ezra's can heal without a trace.

"No please Kanan win...can't loose you too" Ezra mumbled in his sleep.

He sounded upset, so I sent calming waves to him and he slipped back into a deeper sleep. I sighed again, at least one of us can sleep right now. I still cannot shake the feeling of when I thought I had lost him, even when I can feel him here beside me. Sometimes even looking at him I have to remind myself that he is still here with me.

I close me eyes and see the two of us standing on the catwalk facing the inquisitor. I look down at Ezra, I know I am too heavy for him to carry much longer and getting me this far has taken a lot of his strength away, because of the way he had to take care of himself on the streets, he is neither as big or as strong as a normal fifteen year old would be, but then with what he has been through and the force to guide him, he does have a lot of strength that a normal fifteen year old would not have.

Maybe in a few days when we both are feeling better, I will plat a padawan braid into that blue - black hair. It's time to show the universe that the jedi are back, he will wear the braid and I will openly wear my light saber. I know that I should start acting like a knight and not the padawan I was, when my world was taken from me. Yoda was right, I need to be sure on who I was before I could move on. Ezra needed the knight... for him and for myself I would become one.

In a way I did take a step in that direction. When fighting the inquisitor like I did, even though a part of me even now cannot believe I fought like that...that was me...it was as if the jedi that I was supposed to be was inside me all along. My only pain from that time was when Ezra was hit by the inquisitor's blade and I wasn't there to catch him when he fell.

I still don't understand how he came back...he was gone, his life force was gone, I could not feel him anymore but if I had searched a little I would have found our bond was still there, if I was given the time by the inquisitor. Of course I wasn't the inquisitor was still there taunting me, this made me feel something, it wasn't anger, I am not sure what it was but I was determined to defeat the person...no monster that had tortured me and (at the time) killed my padawan Ezra.

"But he didn't kill me. You saved me master"Ezra said.

My distress must have filtered to him and this wouldn't be the first time he has seen my thoughts or me him but then it could have been a lucky guess too, I open my eyes to look at him and the first thing I see is his wounds, I need to know how he survived that.

"I like to think we saved each other"I replied I see him look pleased at this so I continued "but Ezra there is something I would like you to tell me...How did you survive the fall?".

"I nearly didn't" Ezra said quietly.

"What do you mean by that?".

"When I was laying on that walk way bellow you and the inquisitor, I could feel myself slipping away...I was going to die and I was okay with that because I had freed you, but then I started to hear voices... voices that meant the universe to me. At first it was just my parents...mom and dad saying my name, then it turned into Hera and the others, then last of all it was you. Your voice wake me and that was enough to and answer the comm, to tell the others that we were okay and that you were better than okay"Ezra replied.

"If I had sensed you were waking up"I started to say before Ezra interrupted me "and what would you have done? stopped the fight to come after me...no you did the right thing, the inquisitor wouldn't have stopped and we both might have died."he said.

"I suppose and it did give me the courage I needed"I told him.

"What do you mean by that?".

"Well, when I thought you were gone...when I thought that I wouldn't see you again, something changed in me. It was like my life didn't matter, the only thing that did was defeating the monster that killed you and bring you home, even if it was to bury you" I said, only to have Ezra take my hand and chuckle a little.

"What was funny about that?"I asked.

"Well I told Hera much the same thing after my deal with Vizago, something I am sure your not going to be happy about but it was the only way to find you"he said looking away from me and I could see why, he was blushing.

"I don't blame you for that, I would have done the same thing...we will deal with Vizago in time, but there is something I am glad about and that is we don't have to see the inquisitor again"I said.

"Yes, to think we never have to see that pointy toothed, white faced sith again"Ezra said agreeing with me and then looking up at me.

"True. I still cannot believe he let himself fall after I broke his light saber. I wonder what he meant by there is some things worse than death"I replied thinking on that moment just before the inquisitor fell.

I could still see him hanging on by one hand, the fire burning under neither him. He had lost, he knew he had lost and he knew he was going to die, either by my hand or the fall. I had his life in my hands and he knew it, then to see him choose to fall, to end his life that way, I am sure I would have the courage to do that yet.

"Then I came up on you"Ezra said letting me know he was still there and braking my thoughts on the matter of what the inquisitor had done.

"To see you after that...to know I didn't fail you...you don't know what that means to me"I said closing my eyes again shivering a little at the thought of what might have been.

Then I felt something and I opened my eyes again and saw that Ezra had got into bed with me. He was hugging me...something that Ezra never did. He was always to shy about public displays of affection, it was always one of us touching him first, showing him that it was alright to be held this way.

I put my arms around him, finding myself needing his touch, his smell, his force signature. I needed something to hold on to, the memories of what I had been through were finally coming through and I let myself go, I cried in Ezra's arms. I had been strong for too long and now I needed to release it so I could mentally start to heal.

Ezra for all his teenage problems, for all he has been through showed me that he understood what I was going through now too. He didn't say a word about my tears, he just tightened his hold on me and let me tighten my on him.

"I am glad I didn't loose you"I said once I had recovered a little.

"Yeah your life would have been so much different if I hadn't come into your life. How was I to know that on that day when I tried to steal that crate I was getting the one thing I needed...that I wanted"he said his voice muffled by his head buried in my chest.

"No you gave me what I wanted too. You gave me my life back, a life I thought I left behind me"I said running my hand down his back, feeling our bond strengthening even more.

So much so that I started to feel someone else in the room, no not some one else...two people and they were connected to Ezra. I could feel their love for the child I held in my arms.

Take care of our boy, because just as he was ours, he is now yours

I look over Ezra's head to see at the end of the bed two shapes, they must have been the people I felt and somehow I knew they must be his parents. They are not as clear to see as of they were jedi but clear enough for me to see now how they are.

"I will never fear"I answered and then I watched as they faded away leaving me with a feeling of peace and love.

I tighten my hold on Ezra and sent his parents, his feelings and my own to them. I see Ezra smile a little and I know he liked that. His heart has been healed and so has mine, I am free...I am free, of the pain I have been carrying for a long time now.

Soon Ezra was asleep again, and I knew I would soon be following him. Thinking on what I had learned about before and after I was rescued, about the reactions of my crew...no my family. I took one more look at my sleeping padawan and had one more thought before joining him in dream land myself.

"I am home"

An:like that? this will be a two shot, soon I will put up Ezra's pov on the matter of Kanan's rescue and what happened to him because of it.