It was warm, very warm, and not because it was a beautiful beach planet, but because of sweat and the blood and the grime that coated them both.

Her hands ran over his on the beach, his eyes met hers.

Jyn heard his words, words telling her than her father would be proud of her. The words hit in her heart but instead of wounding it, they spread out like a balm, healing all the hurt she had stored up from over the years.

Their embrace was soft, perfect, their bodies fitting in with one another like two halves of a whole.

He would be her would have been, could have been, should have been. But as she held him and he her, that was enough.

"The end of all things," she whispered, and she felt his grip tighten on her back.

The ground was trembling now, trembling in anticipation as the light grew brighter: and the roaring was loud, so loud that had it been any other day she would have been able to hear herself think. But in this moment right now her thoughts had never been clearer.

"Together," he whispered, and the word echoed in her mind like a beacon home. After all, that was what he had said to her, wasn't it? Welcome home.

The lights were almost upon them now, and she clung to him tightly.

Together.

Together.

Together.

Then the light was upon them.

And Jyn Erso opened her eyes.