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Kanan POV

"You know I figured it would be easier to purchase the child but after this little charade I'm figuring it would be more entertaining to take him," Martelio commented with a sick smile.

Ezra whimpered burying his face deeper against my chest, his little knuckles turning white clinging to the green fabric. I moved my arms so that he was protected from the blaster fire that was about to erupt.

"A lot of people have tried to take him from me but I'm gonna tell you what I tell them. Stay away from my Son," I snarled the last part.

Vaguely I could see Hera staring at us in shock, but I did not care. Ezra's small body shook trying to suppress his sobs, making me furious. Grievenson raised his blaster to fire but Martelio stopped him.

"I see," he smiled shooting from his hip but I was ready for it.

Dodging the shot, I glared at him.

"You're. Not. Taking. Him," I said putting emphasis on each word.

"Oh I yes I am, like I said business is business," he smirked firing a stun bolt at Hera.

Unfortunately she wasn't fast enough and it hit her dead on.

"Hera!"

In my distracted state I didn't see the bolt heading for me. As I blacked out I vaguely I felt my son being torn from my arms but there wasn't anything I could do.                                                                       I came to a short while later with a pounding headache and sense of wrongness. Cracking my eyes open slightly, I realized why.  Ezra was no where in sight.

"Ezra!" I yelped shooting straight up.

Oh..that was a bad idea. I groaned feeling a wave of nausea hit me. Hearing a groan beside me I turned to see Hera coming to.

"Hera?" I called to her.

"Kanan? What happened?" She stuttered trying to shake the effects.

"We got stunned," I muttered trying to get to my feet. "They took Ezra; we have to get him back."

Hera pushed herself up and grabbed my arm.

"But we aren't sure where they are."

I closed my eyes for a few moments and tried to focus when I felt a something spark across my mind. It was warm and innocent and it was pulling me forward. Ezra; it had to be.

"I know where he is," I stated moving forward. "They aren't far, go get the Ghost. I'll signal when we need a pickup."

Hera opened her mouth to protest but decided that it wasn't worth it.

"Please be careful," she said before taking off.

Grunting at my stiffness, I set off.

"Hang on Baby Boy, I'm coming."

NPOV

Martelio smirked seeing the man and twileck fall.

"Why not kill them?" Grievenson growled.

"You heard him, the brat is Jarrus's son. When Jarrus wakes up, we will be long gone. He will be so distraught wanting to save the boy but knowing he can't. That knowledge alone will do more harm than it would to just kill them, " Martelio said holstering his gun.

Grievenson huffed and walked over and tore the boy from Kanan's arms earning a scream from Ezra who began to struggle. Vincent rolled his eyes and grabbed the boy by the front of his shirt.

"Enough of this," he said backhanding Ezra, knocking him unconscious.

"I don't like this," Grievenson said hissed glancing back at the adults.

"I said let them live," Vincent ordered slinging the boy over his shoulder. "We should get a fortune for this little fella."

Grievenson nodded but still had his doubts. Twenty minutes later the two arrived at a ship sitting next to a large lake.

"How long until we leave?" Grievenson asked.

"At least half an hour. Remember we need to repair the hyperdrive and report to uh...(hehe) Fulcrum. Here, toss the kid in the crate and then come help me," Vincent replied dropping the youngster on the ground before heading into the ship. 

Ezra landed with a thud awakening with a soft cry of pain.

"Papa..." He looked around desperately before turning his eyes to his captor. 

"He ain't gonna save you," the beast sneered picking the boy up by his shirt, dragging him over to large crate sitting on the dock.

Lifting the lid, he dropped Ezra inside.

"Martelio says we are gonna profit from you but I know different; you're gonna be nuthin' but trouble. Nightie night Kiddie," with that Grievenson locked the lid.

Ezra POV

I started to panic hearing the lid lock.

"Papa! Papa, HELP!" I screamed banging against the walls of the crate.

"If this is about last night I'm sorry I woke you," I plead sinking down, curling into myself. "I was scared and knew you would make it go away. Please make this go away! I promise I'll be a good boy. Papa!"

Then I remembered, he wasn't coming. Both him and Hera were shot and then those bad men took me from them. I don't know what they wanted but I did know that I was never going to see Papa or Hera ever again. Hugging my knees tighter, I cried fearful of what was to come. 

Kanan POV 

I continued to follow the pulling feeling towards my little boy. After about twenty minutes I came upon a large ship next to an even larger lake. 

"Ezra," I whispered closing my eyes. 

 I began to focus on how much I love his  smile, his mischievous nature that drives me crazy and even that adorable pout that makes me want to give him anything he waaannnts....there! The pulling nudged me toward the dock where a bunch of crates rested. They wouldn't. A series of small bangs reached my ears. 

"They are so dead," I said looking back toward the ship. 

Sneaking down the hill, I started making my way toward the dock. Just before reaching the dock I had to dodged a plasma bolt. 

"Didn't think you had the guts to follow us," Vincent Martelio chuckled. 

"Give me my son," I ordered glaring at him. 

"Son? What son?" He asked trying to get under my skin. 

"You know exactly who I'm talking about," I said not taking the bait. 

"Oh you mean the brat, sorry, you're to late.  I already sold him. You know he turned quite the profit and I'm sure he will get use to being someone's entertainment." 

In that moment, I snapped. I haven't used the force in years but in that moment I was so angry that I picked up the slime ball by the neck. 

"You're a...a...a Jed...i," he sputtered trying to release the invisible hold on his windpipe. 

"You should be scared," I spoke calmly. "Now. Hand. Him. Over." 

SPLASH. 

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