Ezra's P.O.V

"Kanan," I heaved, tiredly, "Can we please take a break?"

   The man looked over his shoulder then stopped running. I came to a halt as well and leaned against the nearest wall. We've been running around and hiding almost all day without a plan.

   "We need to find a place to lay low for awhile," Kanan told me then looked around a corner.

"When are we going to ditch these stormtrooper disguises? They are really annoying," I complained. I didn't mean to be grouchy but we were getting nowhere to figuring out how off this rock. Fear was laced in my very soul but it wasn't going to show it anytime soon.

   "Ezra, right now, I don't need your lip. I'm trying to figure out how to contact Hera, avoid the Empire, and Inquisitors at the same time while finding a place to stay," He said, angrily.

I bowed my head in fear and stuttered, "S-Sorry."

Kanan sighed and calmed down before gently laying a hand on my shoulder. I flinched at the contact and moved back, hugging myself. Waves of sorrow and guilt swirled in the Force. I knew he didn't mean it but it still hurt coming from the person I admire besides Hera.

   It hurt so much that I was scared and felt small and weak for such cowardly actions.

"Let's find a place, it's getting dark out," he told me and I quietly followed behind. Head bowed and arms defensively wrapped around my frame.

Finally after an hour, we found an abandoned building. When we opened the jammed door,  my perspective of the building changed.

   Instead, it was a small abandoned home. Dust was collecting on the furniture, the air was freezing cold, and it was dark with only the moon's light to see anything inside.

   Kanan and I walked into the small home and he shut the door. I looked around as far as the chain connecting us would let me.

   Everything seemed normal like there was no break in and struggle. No marks of blaster fire, no blood from injuries. Just a normal home that has been abandoned for a long time.

   My gaze landed on a holo disk sitting on a stand.

  "I think we'll be safe in here..." That was the only thing I heard from Kanan before turning on the holo. The holo was a picture of a family. A mother. A father. An older brother and younger sister. Each face had a huge happy smile on them. They seemed like such a happy family. I wondered what happened to them to leave such a small but comfortable home?

   "...in the morning we'll try-" Kanan paused but I still wasn't paying him any attention. My main focus was on the family.

   I had a family. Sure, we were slaves under the ruthless Thrawn. Yet, we were happy and then...it was all taken away. He took it all away. My life. My family. My everything. I broke completely under his will. I feared him, knowing that Thrawn will do anything to get what he wants. Kill me. Break me. Anything. It was the horrible truth.

   It took seven years until meeting Hera. Yet because of me, she ends up pregnant, my parents died, and disappointing Kanan.

   "Ezra, are you okay?" A hand landed on my shoulder making me immediately come out of my thoughts. Hot tears streamed down my face and could feel a sob about to rise but gulped it down. I shrugged the hand off my shoulder and quickly walked deeper into the dark.

   I hid behind the couch and brought my legs to my chest. My eyes stared at the wall as I finally let the tears flow in private and quietly sobbed myself to sleep. Kanan didn't bother me for the rest of the night, that just shows how much I'm a failure to him. A huge disappointment.

   My mouth closed.

   No words.

   Silence.

   I hate the silence.

   Yet, it wasn't as bad as how much I hated myself.

  I was once again broken.

Kanan's P.O.V

Ezra walked away without saying a word. It made me nervous and thoughts led back to one thing. Could Ezra be going back to being silent? I tried to think what was making him upset in the first place. That's when spotting the holo image that got Ezra's attention in the first place.

It was a regular sized family with an older boy, younger girl, and their parents.

That's when realizing that Ezra could be missing his parents. Seeing this happy family could of brought bad memories for him. A sinking feeling weighed down on my heavy shoulders.

Poor kid. When is his torture ever going to stop? When is the Empire ever just going to stop ruining lives of every person in the Galaxy? Even Ezra's secret is because of the Empire. Though I can't say much because they are also Ezra's main reason why he's here today.

Not only the Empire was a problem but now I'm just realizing that I was too. I've been rough on the kid when he's still recovering from Thrawn's torture. Nothing was his fault, it was all mine.

That's when a small noise came and would of been missed if it wasn't for the silence.

A sniff.

He was crying, all because of me.

   Worry spun through my head as my feet padded towards the couch. I peeked behind the sofa to see an outline of a small form hiding.

   "Ezra..." I paused when seeing the teen flinch but didn't say anything.

   I sighed, "I'm sorry...I lost my temper and let it all out on you. It was wrong and I hope you can give me another chance." Silence.

   The air grew thick between the two of us. I didn't even deserve another chance. What was I thinking to ask for it back?

   Suddenly, Ezra perked up and soon after, I knew why.

   "K-Kanan..." Ezra stuttered, "I'm cold."

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