Hello everyone! I want to apologize for not updating.  I do hope you enjoy this chapter. I tried to make it as fluffy as possible.  Also to crazyoceanlove please do not quit writing. I happen to think you are a very talented writer. I love your stories and can't wait to read more. 

NPOV 

All was quiet on the Ghost. The crew had all gone to bed expect for a young teenager. Ezra sat in the common room head buried in his hands trying to get rid of his nightmare. However every time he closed his eyes, he could see his lightsaber slowly moving toward his neck. He would wake as Kanan jumped in to draw the Sith's attention away. He wanted to tell someone but he could bring himself to say anything but as he drifted off, little did he know who would be experiencing this nightmare.

Down the hall, Kanan tossed and turned as he was pulled into a dream.

Kanan POV

I wasn't sure what was going on. I felt disturbances through the force but I couldn't pin point the source. I threw the covers back and jumped to my feet. I raced out my room and into the hall. The first thing I saw was Chopper. The droid was stabbed through the dome and was dead. The force swarmed around me as it told me to protect my son. There was danger, protect him. I ran into the cockpit to see Hera on the floor, dead. Next to her was Sabine, stabbed through the heart. I peeked down to the cargo hold to see Zeb dead as well. What could have done this? The force screamed again and I took off to the common room. I raced in to see the Sith we had faced a week ago inching closer to my precious boy. Ezra was scared, his back was to the wall and I felt a sensation go through me as I watched my self surge into the room and jump in front of the teen.

"Stay away from him."

"You and the boy must die tonight," the Sith said his robotic voice made everything that much creepier.

"Dad," Ezra whimpered.

"Ezra!" I yelled hoping to get his attention.

No one noticed me. The dream me started fighting and was easily overpowered. Ezra tried to help him stand up so he could move but then the dream me was stabbed in the chest.

"DAD!" Ezra cried tears falling as he caught him sending them both to the ground.

It broke my heart to see my boy so terrified and there was nothing I could do to stop it until I woke up.

"Papa, please come back," Ezra begged throwing his arms around the dream me and buried his face his chest.

"You are pathetic, but with proper training you will learn the ways of the darkside," the sith said. 

"Forget it!" Ezra snapped.

I could see the blood on his face that was streaking due to his tears. It terrified me.

"Very well."

The Sith readied the blade and Ezra buried his face in my chest and screamed as the red blade entered his back and through his chest. My own scream echoing his.

NPOV

Kanan jerked awake his heart pounding in his chest. He jumped up and ran to where the force was guiding him. He found Ezra against the far wall of the common room shaking violently. 

"No, please, Papa come back, come back," he whimpered tears falling down.

It reminded Kanan of the time he and Ezra had gotten separated in the market. It took a couple of hours but he finally found the terrified four year-old in an ally practically begging the air to go home. Kanan had rushed to him and scooped him up hugging the boy to him, relieved that he was safe. 

A whimper snapped him back to the present and Kanan slid to his knees in front of Ezra, gathering the boy into his arms.

"Sh... it's ok, it's ok, Ezra, it's ok, I'm right here," he said running a hand through the boy's thick blue locks, much like what he did when Ezra was small and something frightened him.

It still worked its magic as the teen hiccuped and finally woke from his nightmare. His blue eyes stared up at Kanan before it all clicked that it had been a dream.

"Papa!" He cried throwing his arms around the older Jedi.

"Sh... it was just a dream," Kanan comforted.

Ezra buried his face into Kanan's shoulder trying to suppress the sobs that were escaping his mouth. 

"Wanna talk about it?" He asked after he felt the tremors calm.

"No," came the raspy reply.

Kanan chuckled.

"Come on, you never kept your nightmares from me before."

Ezra shifted so his face was buried into Kanan's chest and shivered. Thinking quickly, the older man lifted the teen up and went back to his room.

He laid the boy down on the bed and turned to grab an extra pillow when Ezra sat up and stood to his feet.

"EJ, don't be stubborn and lay down," Kanan said using his nickname.

The teen lowered his gaze to the floor and didn't respond. Now Kanan was frustrated.

"Alright what is wrong? Don't lie to me and say nothing, because I know different.

Ezra's head shot up and Kanan could see the tears and fear in his eyes.

"Was that vision?" The question was small and quiet.

"No Son, there is no way for that maniac to get on board with out me knowing it," Kanan replied reaching out and gripping Ezra's shoulder in comfort.

"I don't want to lose you, again," he whispered his voice cracking.

Kanan shuddered at the thought of his time in Imperial custody. From what Hera told him, Ezra never stopped looking for him. The man still had nightmares about the torture he went through. "Ezra, I'm right here. Nothing is going to happen."

Ezra sighed and sat down on the bed suddenly looking very tired.

"Sleep Ez, you'll feel better in the morning," Kanan said pushing on his shoulder.

"What about Mom?" He asked laying down suddenly realizing that pilot was not in the room. 

"She's in a meeting that should have ended an hour ago," Kanan offered pulling the blanket up. 

"You know she's getting really into this," Ezra said fighting to stay awake. 

"Yeah I know," Kanan whispered kissing the child's head. "But don't worry I'm still here." 

Ezra smiled letting his eyes close. Kanan sighed tiredly and laid down beside the boy. 

"Yeah I'm still and I'm not leaving you again," he whispered closing his eyes and letting sleep take him. 

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