Thank you so much for the ideas in my last update!!!! I decided to go with jaelyn328 idea for this one. I also went with a little bit of Starwarscrazyfun idea. I hope you all enjoy!!!

Ezra's pov

I'm running. All I could do is run. Instead of facing my fear, I'm running away from it. Just like Kanan said, I'm weak. He wishes he had a strong padawan, but he has me instead.

More tears run down my face as I remember every hurtful word Kanan said before. I was just so overwhelmed at that moment, that I ran away from Rex and now have no idea where I am.

I'm so stupid.

*BANG!!!!!*

"Ahhhh!!!!" I scream and fall onto the ground. My ears start to ring from the loud thunder noise. My legs hurt so bad from running for so long. All I could do is cover my ears and shiver from how wet I am because of the rain.

At this moment, I feel so lonely and scared. I can't move because I feel so much pain.

*BANG!!!!!*

I yelp and my breathing increases. Please stop. Please stop. Please someone make it stop!!! My vision starts to go blurry. Oh no I can't blackout here, not now.

But my vision starts to turn black and the last thing I see, is a figure walking towards me.

Kanan's pov

"Excuse me, have you seen a kid?" I ask a woman.

She shakes her head no, just like the other ten people I talked to. I sigh and walk away from her.

I have been outside looking for Ezra for almost two hours. I checked all over town and I still can't find him. The thunderstorm has settled down by now, but it's still drizzling.

I see a man by a well with a bucket of water. He will probably say he didn't see Ezra but it's worth a shot.

I walk up to him. "Sorry to bother you, but have you seen a kid somewhere around here?"

"Does the kid have blue hair?" The man asks.

My eyes widen. "Yes. Do you know where he went?"

He has a sad expression on his face. "Follow me."

The man starts walking away and I quickly follow him. He brings me to a small torn up house. I could tell right away, this man isn't so fortunate.

"He's in here." The man says opening the door. I hesitantly walk in and only see darkness.

The man flips a switch that only lights up the room a little. But it was enough to see Ezra on the floor with a blanket draped to his shoulders.

"Ezra." I say surprised.

I immediately kneel down and make him face me. I put my hand on his shoulder. Ezra was breathing easy. I sigh in relief knowing he's alright.

"Ezra, wake up." I whisper shaking him gently.

"You should let him sleep." I hear the man say behind me. "He kept waking up with panic attacks but now he's sleeping peacefully."

I look down in shame. Panic attacks? His fear of thunderstorms made him have panic attacks? I can't believe I let this happen.

I turn to the man. "Thank you for helping him. I never got your name."

"Larry. My name is Larry." He says.

"Well then thank you Larry." I say. "We should probably be going now."

"Do what you must. There shouldn't be anymore thunderstorms." Larry says.

I nod and gently pick up Ezra bridal style. Before I get up to leave, I put a few credits under the blanket. He deserves it after helping Ezra.

Larry didn't even notice. Good, I don't want him to make me keep it.

I then leave the house saying goodbye to Larry with Ezra in my arms.

....................................................

It has been twenty minutes and we are almost back at the ghost. I am still carrying Ezra's sleeping form. Once in a while I would look down at him and think about what I did to him.

It just makes me so mad thinking because of me, Ezra had to be out here alone to deal with his fear. I'm suppose to be the one to help Ezra with his fears. But because he thought I would think he was weak, Zeb helped him out. Even a complete stranger gave him comfort when I left him to deal with his fear of thunderstorms alone. It makes me feel like a bad master.

Suddenly, Ezra starts to stir. He opened his eyes confused but then scared. He starts to breath fast and struggles against my hold.

"Ezra? Ezra, it's me. Calm down." I say trying to calm him down.

He then moves his hands to his ears. "Make it stop, make it stop."

I embrace Ezra into a hug and hold his hand that's holding one of his ears. "Shhhhh, the thunderstorm is over. There is nothing to be afraid. You're safe. I got you. Shhhhhh."

Ezra takes deep breaths then stops struggling.

"Kanan?" He says in a shaky voice.

"I'm here Ezra. It's going to be alright." I say.

He seemed to have remembered this whole situation and buries his head into my shoulder. "I'm sorry."

"What are you sorry for?" I ask.

"For being.....weak." He mumbles. I could feel my shoulder getting wet with his tears.

I stopped walking, shocked at what he said. I find a huge rock to sit on and I cradle Ezra in my arms.

"Ezra, look at me." I tell him.

He doesn't even move. I could tell he feels afraid.

I then put my hand under his chin and lift it up and I finally see his electric blue eyes. His face has tears still on it and he is shaking a little.

"You are not weak, Ezra." I say while wiping his tears away.

"But.....before with.....Rex...." He starts to say but I stop him.

"I was only mad. You know I don't like Rex, so everything he said, I was against. Even if some of them were the right things to do." I say. "I even said mean things to you because you were agreeing with him."

"I only agreed with him for that last one because I-"

I cut him off. "I know Ezra. You're afraid of thunderstorms. I just wished you told me before."

"I didn't want you to see me as a weak padawan. When you said those things before.......it made me feel like you didn't want me anymore." Ezra says trying not cry again.

I tighten my grip on him. "I'm so sorry I made you think that. That is definitely not true."

I then wrap my arms around him. Ezra doesn't struggle against, instead he leans into the warmth.

"You are the best padawan any master could have." I say. "Weak, is not even what you mean to me. You are.........like a son to me. You are that important in my life, Ezra. I don't know what I would be able to do without you. Ezra, I lov-"

I was interrupted by a soft snore. I look down at Ezra to see him curled up in my arms sleeping again.

I smile. He looks like a child when he sleeps. I bet he didn't hear a word I said. It's fine, deep down I know he knows how much I care about him.

I get up with Ezra and continue the walk back home. I then kiss his forehead and smile at him.

"Ezra, I love you so much. I promise I will never do something like this to you again, my son."