*two days later*

Kanan's P.O.V

   "Kanan," I opened my eyes to see Hera standing at the door way of my room.

   "Yes?" I asked, standing up and walking over to her.

   "It's time for the mission. Are you sure you're ok?" She asked, worried as ever. I couldn't blame her since finding out about me and Ezra's fight.

"We need the credits, fighting won't solve a problem or get the supplies we need," I said, crossing my arms.

Hera narrowed her eyes, "That's not what I asked. I asked if you were ok. Ezra is doing fine now but you've been...hiding."

This woman could read my like a book. It was true that I've been hiding and avoiding but the reason was simple, Ezra. I wasn't helping him get better mentally, I just cause more problems by getting angry. So I thought the best idea was to stay away for the mean time. Have the both of us let off some steam.

The other reason was the secret was killing me inside and out. It was hard to not tell what Ezra should know. It's not ours to know and we're keeping it from him.

"I'm fine, you should be worrying more about the mission at the moment," I replied. She gave me a look of disapproval but didn't mention anything. Instead, she walked away to the cockpit. I closed my eyes and breathed to settle my nerves. Then headed to the cockpit to join the others.

When entering, Hera was discussing the mission one more time before heading out.

"Zeb and Sabine, you two are going to set bombs and create a distraction. Ezra and Kanan, you two are going to go and get the information chip from Kallus's office," She explained.

I glanced at Ezra to see him tense up at the mention of us working together. I couldn't blame him for this since our argument. He probably thinks that I'll yell at him again.

Hera continued, "Chopper and I will be the get away drivers. Any questions?"

No one did anything which signaled Hera that we were ready.

"Alright, we're heading out," she said, sitting in the pilot's seat, "Sabine, can you go check on Skyler?"

"On it," The artist agreed, leaving to check the youngest crew member. Zeb and Ezra left as well to go rest before the mission. Although, the way Ezra walked passed made my chest twist in guilt. His arms were crossed and head bowed, quickly scurrying out the door. What made me worried was the whole time, he was quiet.

If I knew Ezra, he's the opposite of quiet.

I'll have to talk with him after the mission and apologize. It was my fault that we're in this situation in the first place.

   I sat down in the co-pilot's seat and sighed heavily, looking out the window.

   "Alright, what's going on now?" Hera asked, pressing some buttons and turning to face me.

"Ezra," I answered.

"Just give him time and don't be so harsh. The day will come when your bond will be restored," she said. I sighed, muttering, "I hope you're right."

"Dear, when am I ever wrong?" She smirked then went back to piloting. A grin formed on my face.

   I stood up saluting, "Whatever you say, Captain." I made my way out of the cockpit and joined the others in the cargo bay. Ezra was sitting on some crates, Zeb stood not to far away and Sabine leaned against the wall.

The ramp opened and my stomach fell when realizing where we were. Coruscant. Out of all the places to do a mission, it had to be Coruscant. I'm going to have a word with Hera when we get back.

I walked down the ramp with the others in tow. This was going to be an interesting mission.

*Hours later*

"Specter 6! What are you doing?" I yelled as the boy ran off. I ducked back down behind the crate, gritting my teeth in frustration.

"Darn it, why does the kid have to be so reckless?" I muttered then jumped over the crates. I took my lightsaber off my belt and deflected the blaster fire back until all the troopers were knocked out. Once that was taken care of, I ran in the direction my padawan went.

Sabine's bombs were going to go off in one minute and Ezra decides to run off! The whole mission was a set up to get us caught. Honestly, not surprised.

I ran and turned every corner of the building until looking around a storage room.

"Get that kid!" Someone yelled. That's when seeing something running down the isle. Ezra.

He ran towards me as the troopers began to fire. I stepped in front of them and blocked their firing. Once the last trooper fell, I spun on my heels and stared down at Ezra disapprovingly.

"What...was...that!" I sneered and Ezra looked down.

"I-I...I..." He stuttered but I raised my hand to stop him. I pitched the bridge of my nose, feeling a headache swelling up.

"Save it for later," I was angrily. I had every right to be. He disobeyed and turned the mission upside down.

Ezra looked like his heart was ripped out and torn to shreds.

"Let's get out of here!" I pulled him along as we ran. It was only a matter of seconds before the building starts to collapse. I heaved for air and could hear our feet clambering down the halls.

In the distance, there were sounds of explosions and the floor shook. All of a sudden, a trooper came out of no where and shot something at us.

I didn't know what it was but I felt a cold and smooth thing latch onto my wrist. Parts of the building collapsed and soon Ezra and I were knocked out.

My eyes opened. How long was I here for? Everything hurt but urged myself to get up and look around. The place was a mess but my main concern was Ezra. He was no where in sight.

"Ezra!" I called, walking forward a little bit until feeling something pull me back. I looked down at my wrist to see a gray cuff but there was nothing latching onto it. I pulled it and immediately saw blue electricity flowing from my cuff to another on an arm under some debris.

I stumbled over and immediately knew who's arm it was.

"Ezra! Are you ok?" I asked, worried but there was no reply. I stepped back and connected with the force but electricity course through my body. I grunted in pain until finally it stopped. The debris only went up a little until I lost concentration and it fell back down.

   I learned my lesson: No using the force with these cuffs.

   Yet, how was I going to get the debris off of Ezra?

   I huffed in frustration, there was only one, painful way but I had to do it. I connected with the force again and immediately felt the electricity but didn't stop. It hurt and I had to bite my tongue just to not scream. Luckily, I soon had the debris out of the way to get to my padawan. I stumbled a little and paused to catch my breath.

   Then quickly knelt next to him to see the damage. He laid unconscious with a bunch of bruises and cuts scattered on his skin. Some of his clothing were torn and one arm was dislocated.

   Carefully, I slid my arms under and lifted him up, minding the injuries.

   I was mad but the problem was, who was I mad at?

   Ezra, for running away; the explosions, almost crushing us; or the Empire, setting us up.

   I was mad. To whom though was a mystery.

   I began to walk to find shelter because the Ghost would of already been in hyperspace by now. It won't be to soon until we are hunted down by anyone that recognizes us.

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