A/N: This story is a rewrite of The Force Awakens with several major twists in canon and a more mature theme. I'm pleased to have been a part of writing this fic and I hope everyone who reads it will enjoy it, too. :D


Luke's ship slammed into Lah'mu's wet dirt and skittered to a halt. The doors opened and the Jedi Master hopped out, the sleeping form of his little daughter in his arms. His boots sunk into the soil as he passed a farm droid who didn't look up from his work.

He kept walking over the steep hills until he saw the shape of a house in the darkness. A light turned on from inside, and the door opened.

As Luke got closer, his heart started to relax as he saw Jyn and Cassian's house.

"Hey! Who the hell are you?" Jyn called out into the night, blaster raised.

"Jyn! Cassian!" Luke called, out of breath.

"Luke?" Jyn lowered her blaster, stepping out of the house with Cassian by her side.

"Luke are you alright?" Cassian asked, clearly concerned.

"I-no. No, I'm not. The academy. It's...it's gone."

"Gone?"

"What happened?"

"A slaughter...a fire...and my own stupid mistake."

"Were you attacked?"

"Yes. But it...but...it's Ben."

"Luke, we're so sorry. Do you need to stay here for awhile?" Cassian asked.

"Just for tonight, but...but I have a favor to ask of you. It's a very big one."

Rey stirred in his arms. "Daddy?"

"Go back to sleep, sunshine." He whispered, rocking her gently.

Cassian led the two inside and Jyn closed the door. They all took a seat at the table, then Luke spoke. "Ben is going to be looking for Rey. I fear he may kill her, or worse, bring her to the dark side. I don't care what he does to me. I failed him after all."

"Luke don't say that-"

"It's true! I failed him, and because of that, I failed all of my students."

Rey squirmed in his arms, managing to get free, but Luke hardly noticed.

"I need you two to watch her, take care of her. She'll be safe with you!"

"Luke," Jyn took his hand. "That's a lot to ask. We're sorry about what happened, but..." she bit her tongue. "What if we say no?"

Luke sighed, "I...I'll take her to a backwater planet. Some place where she'll be safe from Ben."

"Can you give us a minute?" Jyn asked. Luke nodded and looked down at his daughter.

Cassian noticed the expression on his wife's face and took her by the arm as they got up from the table, moving a few feet away. In a hushed whisper, he said, "Jyn, we can't take her. We don't know anything about raising a child!"

"I know we don't and I agree, but even so...we can't let her be alone. We were alone, abandoned as children, and it turned us into cold people. Now, we have a chance to make sure that doesn't happen to this little girl." Jyn took his hands. "It'll be an adventure and I think we need this. Rey needs us. Luke needs us. We can do this."

He sighed. "Mrs. Andor, you say the craziest things, but I'm with you."

"All the way?" She raised an eyebrow.

"All the way." Cassian pressed a brief kiss to her lips before turning to Luke. "We'll take her."

The Jedi master's face lit up and he pulled the two old fighters into a hug. "Thank you. Thank you so much."

"How long will she be with us?"

"I don't know. A while."

Jyn hummed. "I don't think she's gonna want to leave her father."

"Jedi mind erase. I'll wipe her memory and make it so she believes with all her heart that you two are her parents. But tonight, may I stay? I need t-to hold my baby for the night one last time."

"Of course."

"Take all the time you need. We'll set up a room for the two of you." Cassian glanced at little Rey as she played with her doll. There was a pang in his heart as he watched her. When he was her age, he lost his entire family at the hands of the galactic empire and now, Rey was going to experience the same thing.

The only difference was that she still had family, but she wouldn't remember them. It was an incredibly sobering thought.

With a nod, Cassian and Jyn left Luke alone with his daughter so they could get a room prepared. They worked quickly and quietly, both in deep thought about how their lives would change. Once everything was finally taken care of, Jyn sat on the edge of the bed and let out a sigh.

"I don't know how good of a parent I'll be."

"I feel the same way, myself. Still, Luke wouldn't ask us to do this for him unless it weren't serious. Things won't be easy at first, but we'll learn together."

"And we'll do our best to love her as our own child."

Tears slid down Jyn's face. She cried for Rey, who may never know who her real father was, and for herself because she feared letting the girl down, of being an inadequate mother. Cassian took her hand in his and squeezed it reassuringly.

"Jyn," he said softly.

She reluctantly raised her head, meeting his gaze. "What?"

"We can do this."

She nodded slowly and wiped away her tears. "Yeah."

They got off the bed and went back into the main room to find Luke with a sleeping Rey in his arms.

"Room's all set."

Luke smiled and gave them a nod of thanks. He carried his daughter to their room, climbed into bed and held her close for the last time. Quietly, he began to cry.

Jyn, on the other hand, sat on the porch, watching rain fall from the sky with a bottle of whiskey at her lips. Tomorrow, they'd have a daughter, no nine months of waiting, no morning sickness, no labor pains. Just a daughter, and already six years old. It was very odd.

Cassian busied himself by putting all the dangerous weapons in high places or in locked compartments. It was his attempt at 'baby-proofing' the house.

"Things will be different now," Jyn whispered to herself. She and Cassian were very much unaccustomed to being around children - unless you counted K2, which Jyn did.

Jyn joked that Kay was a substitute for the child she and Cassian never had. But tomorrow, the Andor household would have a new addition to the family for an indefinite period of time.

Hence why Jyn was drinking. She knew that she was capable of adapting to change, but this frightened her. A million thoughts ran around in her head. Sometimes she had nightmares about Scarif, dreams so vivid that she awakened in a cold sweat and screaming. What if she scared Rey or made the girl feel uneasy about being around her?

Too much. It was all too much.