- Author's Note - Hey, guys! Well, here's the final chapter containing TFA content. After this, it'll be all on me to continue the story without any help from the movie. I'm super nervous! Anyway, as always, enjoy, and pretty please, review!
- Elvira Silver - Yes, she most defiantly is. And this is just a taste of what she can do. Her powers truly are limitless and more powerful than even those of a Jedi.
- ksmi7469 - Aw! I'm glad to hear it. I love writing Finn, Rey, and Taylor together! And I'm also so happy to hear you love Taylor's powers! She's defiantly going to be the most sought after being in the Galaxy now.
- littlenerd - Well, here you go, my friend. :)
- EdenEzraHiddleston - Thank you!
- sarahmichellegellarfan1 - I hope that's a good, 'Wow!'.
- lolistarkiller - Wow! Thank you SO much! That means a lot to me! :)
- Guest - Same here! :(
- Kim - Welcome! I can't say whether or not Taylor will go to the Dark Side. But I'm glad you love her and Ben's relationship so much! I do too! And, as for Han, who's to say she won't? ;)
- Avenger-Ally - It did mine as well. :( But thank you! There's a lot more for her to discover about what she can do as half Angel. ;)
Chewie roared in agony and anger, taking aim at Kylo Ren with his crossbow blaster, then firing, hitting the man in the side with the shot, causing him to grunt in pain, and fall to one knee, as his free hand went to his wound.
The remaining Stormtroopers began firing, and Finn and Rey soon joined in with the Wookie, blasting the remaining enemies, while Chewie ran over to Taylor.
At Kylo Ren being shot by Chewie, Taylor could feel the sudden pain in his side in her own, and she blinked, causing her eyes to return to their natural blue-green, gold flecked coloring.
But before she could do anything, she found herself being grabbed by Chewie, and hauled to her feet, where the Wookie began leading her off, she could feel Kylo Ren's eyes on her as he did so, and Chewie was soon ducking them into a hallway, where he pressed the button on the detonator, and the explosives he, Han, and Taylor set went off.
Taylor could sense Kylo Ren's attention shift to Finn and Rey, as Chewie guided her out, and into the snow.
"Chewie, let go of me!" Taylor spoke for the first time since she talked about Rey to Han before they entered the massive room, and began to set the charges. "He's going after Finn and Rey. I have to get them!"
Chewie released his hold on Taylor, in a mixture of fear of what she'd do if he didn't and a natural instinct of doing as she asks. He argued with her, but she shook her head, as she looked up to him.
"No, I'm not leaving them," Taylor responded. "Go get the Falcon and come get us!"
Chewie wanted to argue, he knew Han would want his best friend to keep his Niece safe, but, from what he just saw, she can take care of herself, more than she could before, so he agreed, then watched as Taylor turned, and disappeared into the snowy forest.
Taylor hadn't been gone from Chewie long when she heard the unmistakable sound of Kylo Ren's voice, without the mask filter, screaming, at the top of his lungs, "Traitor!"
She knew he was talking to Finn, and felt her heartbeat pick up at the knowledge that he'd already caught up with her friends. But the cold forest made the sound echo, so she had no idea which direction it came from.
Taylor could soon hear the familiar sounds of lightsabers whooshing and the connection noise they made with two blades met. Either Finn or Rey were using Obi-Wan's lightsaber to duel with Kylo Ren.
She took off in the direction she hoped was where the trio were, following the continued sounds of the battle, which were now coupled with grunts, and Taylor's heart skipped a beat, when she heard Finn cry out in pain.
Taylor ran as fast as she could, bobbing and weaving through the trees, ignoring the harsh chilly air as it hit her. She still had Han's leather jacket on.
When she reached the area where the three were, she was horrified to see Rey unconscious on the ground, while Finn soon was too, as she watched with wide eyes while Kylo Ren sliced him up the back with his red lightsaber, the weapon of Obi-Wan's weapon's stuck in the snow several feet away.
"Finn!" Taylor exclaimed, rushing forward, where she fell to her knees beside him, and reached out to gently touch him, gasping at the sight of the burning line on his clothing where his spine is located beneath them, and a thin layer of flesh. "Oh, no. No, no, no!"
"Taylor," came a familiar voice, and she looked up at Kylo Ren.
Her eyes were filled with tears, some of which slipped free to glide down her smooth golden cheeks, and her eyes flashed that brilliant shade of scarlet once more.
"What have you done?" she exclaimed at him, speaking not just of Finn and Rey, but also Han.
"What I had to," he responded. "And you know it's true."
Taylor choked out a sob, looking back down at Finn, grasping at his leather jacket in desperation, thinking of Poe, and BB-8, as she did so, as well as her Aunt Leia.
"Taylor, you have to come with me now," said Kylo Ren, taking a step toward her. "You've awoken what Snoke was talking about. And only he can help you."
She looked up at him, more tears sliding down her cheeks, and his heart ached at the pain so evident on her beautiful face. He knew she was now experiencing what he had up until a few moments by killing his Father, the pull to both the Light and the Dark side, and the incredible agony being torn apart causes.
"My love," Kylo Ren said, falling to his knees on Finn's other side. "My love, please. Come with me. I'll help you. I'll do anything to rid you of the pain you're feeling. I know it well. And I can't stand seeing you suffer the way I did."
He held out one of his black gloved hands to her and she flicked a glance down at it, before lifting her eyes to meet his.
"Please," breathed Kylo Ren.
Taylor lifted one of her slender hands, which was visibly trembling, and not just from the cold, and reached out to grasp Kylo Ren's offered limb, meeting his gaze as she did so, and feeling a wave of comfort, warmth, and relief wash over her as they grasped each other's hands, while the same emotions shown in his eyes, as well as on his face.
He nodded his head encouragingly at her and began to help her to her feet, while getting to her own, when the Earth beneath them suddenly gave a violent shake, causing the two of them to be knocked back away from one another, their hold on each other broken.
"Taylor, quickly!" Kylo Ren called, gesturing her over to him, as he scrambled to his feet. "Come to me. We must leave."
Taylor looked over at Finn and Rey's unconscious forms, as she got to her hands and knees in the snow.
"Taylor, now!" Kylo Ren shouted, holding out his hand urgently to her.
Taylor's eyes filled with a fresh sheen of glistening tears, before she looked up at Kylo Ren, and gently shook her head.
"I can't," she choked out. "I'm sorry, Ben. But I can't. I can't leave them."
"They'll be fine," he said. "The Wookie will save them."
The Earth began to break apart, and a noticeable crack in the ground started to form in the snowy space between Kylo Ren and Taylor.
"Taylor, please!" Kylo Ren begged, tears forming in his own eyes. "I need you with me! I need you by my side!"
"I'm sorry, Ben," Taylor sobbed, and she rose to her feet, taking a few steps back, away from him, and toward Finn and Rey.
The Earth shook violently once more and the crack between them broke open.
"I love you!" Kylo Ren called over to Taylor, knowing he had to flee if he were to survive, but leaving her was like having his heart literally torn from his chest.
"I love you!" Taylor called back, their eyes meeting for a moment, before he turned, and ran off, disappearing into the snow.
She choked out a fresh sob, as he vanished from her sight, her eyes closing, which freed her tears, and her beautiful face was further stained with the warm salty drops.
Taylor grabbed Obi-Wan's lightsaber from the snow, and hooked it onto her belt with her Father's, before returning to Finn and Rey. She could feel their life forces, so she knew they weren't dead, but Rey had a stronger life force coming off of her, as she was merely knocked out, but Finn's was barely there, he was dying.
"Finn, please hang on," Taylor sobbed, falling to her knees at his side once more. "Please don't leave me. I need you. Rey and I need you. Please, Finn. Stay with me. Don't you leave me too. You came back to me, at Maz's, come back to me again. Here. Now. Please."
There was nothing from Finn, just his barely pulsating life force, and Taylor collapsed onto him, clutching at him desperately, as she broke down into sobs.
Not even a moment later, the area was suddenly illuminated by a bright light, and Taylor lifted her tear stained face to see Chewie, in the Millennium Falcon, and she choked out a sob of joy and relief.
Chewie soon landed and carried Finn into the ship, while Taylor helped Rey, who began to wake up in the time it took the Wookie to set the ship down, inside.
Taylor's eyes widened, as she looked over, while assisting Rey onto one of the beds, and saw Han's body laying on another. Her gaze whipped to Chewie, who was buckling Finn in on a bed, and the Wookie merely looked over at her, before returning his attention to the man.
She couldn't believe Chewie had gone in search of her Uncle's body, found it, and brought it back to the Falcon, so they could take it home, and give him a proper funeral.
Taylor smiled sadly at the Wookie, then quickly finished up with Rey, before following Chewie to the cockpit. The four were off the Planet just in time, as it crumbled into oblivion.
Taylor smiled softly, from her position in the co-pilot seat, as she saw the remaining Resistance fighters, including the one with Poe and BB-8 in it, following along behind the Falcon, while the Starkiller exploded.
Back at the Resistance base, everyone was celebrating the destruction of the Starkiller. Chewie carried Finn off of the Falcon and onto the waiting medical vehicle that pulled up.
Taylor helped Rey off of the ship and urged her onto the ride as well, sending her a smile when her friend didn't want to leave her, so she reluctantly went with Finn and the medical team.
Taylor felt alone, as she stood by the Falcon, until the crowds parted, and she saw her Aunt Leia walking slowly to her. She didn't think it was possible for her heart to break even further, but now she knew it could.
Taylor started walking toward her and the two women soon came to a halt in front of each other, Leia taking notice of her Niece wearing Han's jacket, before she reached out, drawing the girl who was like her daughter into her arms.
Taylor lifted her slender hands to her Aunt's back, and hugged her tightly in return, her eyes slipping closed, as she fought off fresh tears.
After a moment, she opened her eyes, and saw Poe standing not far away, BB-8 at his side. Leia could sense her Niece's desire to go to them, and so she released Taylor, sending her a soft smile, before she turned to Chewie.
While Leia went to the Wookie, Taylor took off toward Poe and BB-8, the droid beginning to beep happily and excitedly at the sight of his Mistress safe.
"Taylor," Poe breathed, not knowing how she would react to him, so he remained where he was, soon gently shaking his dark head, as he started into an apology. "Taylor, I'm so-"
But anything further he was going to say never left his lips, as Taylor reached him, and threw her arms around his neck, hugging him tightly, while burying her beautiful face into his shoulder.
Poe breathed a sigh of both relief and sadness, as he lifted his arms to hug her back, holding her as securely as he could.
"Oh, Taylor," he sighed sadly once more.
She merely held on tighter to him, once more fighting off tears, and so Poe fell silent, merely holding her, as he could tell she needed.
A little while later, Finn was still being looked at, but Rey had been given the all clear by the medics, and came walking over to where Taylor stood downstairs, inside the base, in the main room.
"Taylor," she said.
Taylor turned to look at her friend, but didn't say anything in return. She just stepped up to Rey, and hugged her, an action the fellow brunette immediately returned.
"I'm so sorry," Rey managed to choke out past her own tears.
Before Taylor could respond, Poe came walking up to the two girls, and cleared his throat softly, speaking once they pulled apart to look at him.
"Taylor, I'm sorry to interrupt," he said, jerking his thumb back in the direction from where he came, as he went on. "But you're going to want to see this."
Rey and Taylor joined everyone gathered in the other room, the latter's blue-green, gold flecked orbs widening at the sight of R2-D2 awake, and the droid beeped his greeting to her, before projecting a massive image up into the air, a huge map, with a piece missing.
BB-8 rolled over into the image, then turned, and moved over to Poe, beeping urgently at him.
"Yeah. All right, buddy. Hold on," the Pilot said, soon turning to fetch the memory stick from the main viewing machine, before turning, and placing it in the slot BB-8 opens up one of his compartments to offer to him.
Poe moved to stand next to Taylor, while BB-8 rolled back into the center of the room, lifting a large hand to her back as he did so, and the two exchanged soft smiles, before focusing their attention on the projected image, which was indeed a map, that was now completed, as BB-8 slide his portion into the one R2-D2 had.
"Oh! The map! It is complete!" C-3PO exclaimed.
"Luke," Leia breathed.
"Father," Taylor exclaimed, feeling fresh tears, those these were of joy, hope, and relief, rise up in her eyes, and she flicked a look over at Poe, then at Rey, all three smiling brightly, as the former moved closer to her, and wrapped an arm around her waist, while the former began rubbing her back.
"Oh, my dear friend," C-3PO said, resting a hand on R2-D2's head. "How I've missed you."
While R2-D2 beeped his own happiness at being reunited with his fellow droid friend, Taylor pulled away from Poe and Rey, in order to hug her Aunt, as Leia came over to her in joy at now finally knowing where her beloved twin brother, Taylor's Father, as.
The next day, Taylor was in her room with BB-8, preparing to leave with Chewie, R2-D2, and her droid. She was dressed in black boots, black pants, a white tank top, and Han's black leather jacket.
Poe arrived at her open doorway and lifted a hand to knock on the entrance way, causing Taylor to look over at him.
"Hey," he smiled.
"Hi," she smiled back.
Poe entered the room and gestured at Taylor. "You about ready?"
Taylor nodded, as she tucked a few things into her bag that she had set on her dresser.
"Yes," she replied.
Poe came to a halt by the end of Taylor's bed, merely observing her for a few seconds, before speaking. She was different. There was no denying that. And he wasn't sure if anyone but him had noticed yet. Perhaps BB-8, but Leia was so busy overseeing the preparations for Luke, so she didn't have to think about Han and her son, that he doubted Taylor's own Aunt had seen the changes.
"It looks good on you," Poe finally said, pointing at the jacket she now wore.
"It smells like him," Taylor responded, after flicking a glance down at the item of clothing she wore that belonged to her Uncle. "I laid in bed with it all night last night. It was the only way I could get any peace and quiet."
"Did you sleep at all?" Poe asked, moving closer to her.
"A few minutes here and there, I think," she replied, with a small shrug of her shoulders.
Poe sighed. "Taylor-"
But she cut him off, lifting her blue-green, gold flecked orbs to him. "I know." She sighed softly, lifting her pack up to sling the strap over her shoulder. "I know, Poe. Everything will be all right once I bring my Father home."
"Do you really believe that?" inquired Poe.
"I have to," Taylor said, shrugging once more.
Poe nodded, sucking in a deep breath, then speaking up once more. "You sure you don't want me to come with you?"
"You're needed here," responded Taylor, before smiling up at him. "You never know when the Resistance is going to need the best Pilot in the Galaxy."
"I worry about you needing him," Poe said, lifting a large hand to her upper arm.
"I'll be fine," Taylor reassured. "Just take care of everyone. Aunt Leia, Rey." She sighed sadly, before adding on another name. "Finn."
"I will," nodded Poe.
Taylor smiled softly again, then leaned up, and wrapped her arms around his neck, hugging him tightly.
"I'll be back before you know it," she said, as she felt his muscled arms encircle her, and hold her securely against his body.
"You'd better be," he responded, causing Taylor to smile again, before she renewed her hold on him, and he did the same, the two just standing there for a few moments, hugging each other.
Taylor sat in a chair in the Medical Bay, next to the table which Finn lay on, deep in a coma.
"We found my Father, Finn," she said to him, with a soft smile. "I'm leaving now to go to him."
Sitting forward, Taylor lifted a slender hand, and begin affectionately rubbing Finn's head.
"I wish you could come with me," she went on, tears beginning to well up in her blue-green, gold flecked eyes. "I know my Father will like you. And Rey."
Reaching out with her other delicate limb, she picked up Finn's nearest hand, and brought it to her beautiful face, holding it against her cheek.
"She and Poe will take care of you while I'm good," Taylor said. "Aunt Leia too." Turning her head, she pressed a kiss to Finn's hand. "I promise I'll be back soon."
Placing his hand back on the table, she stood up, and leaned down, dropping a sweet little kiss to his forehead, before she straightened up, smiling softly, while she gave his head a last stroke with her slender thumb.
"Sleep well, Finn," said Taylor. "Have good dreams."
With that, she pulled her hand free, and turned to face Rey, who'd been hovering in the doorway, the girl bathed and now wearing a set of Taylor's clothes.
"Rey," Taylor said, stepping closer to her friend, as she reached into her bag. "Give this to Finn while I'm gone." She then held up a small glass corked vial to the girl, going on when Rey looked at it, then her, in confusion and question. "Something Snoke said to me, about Angels. He said our blood can heal any wound." She held the item closer to her friend. "This is my blood."
Rey's eyes widened, as she learned what the red substance in the small glass tube was.
"I don't know if it'll work," went on Taylor, with a gentle shake of her head. "But it's worth a try. For Finn."
Rey nodded, lifting a hand to take the vial from her. "How do I give it to him?"
"Kylo Ren burned his right shoulder with one of the handle blades of his lightsaber," Taylor explained. "Make sure no one's around, then carefully remove his bandage, and pour my blood into the open wound, then put the bandage back over it."
Rey nodded again, tucking the small tube away, before lifting her eyes back to Taylor.
"I'll miss you," she said.
"I'll miss you too," responded Taylor, before the two girls hugged each other tightly.
"I'll bring my Father back, Rey," Taylor said, while they embraced. "We'll train you, together, and hopefully he'll know why Obi-Wan's lightsaber called out to you."
Rey nodded against Taylor's shoulder, offering her friend a soft smile, when they pulled apart.
"Just be careful," she said, Taylor hadn't told anyone what had happened to her when Han died, only Chewie, Finn, Rey, and, of course, Kylo Ren, had seen it, and Chewie and Rey hadn't pressured her for answers, given everything she'd been through, but they knew it was a conversation they'd have to have eventually, and one they hoped Taylor would have with Luke upon finding him. "You know the First Order wants to find you more than ever now."
Taylor nodded, sighing softly. "I will."
Rey nodded too, and offered her friend a soft smile, before they pulled each other into another hug.
Outside, Leia and Taylor were embracing goodbye, while Chewie readied the Falcon for flight. All of the Resistance gathered to see the team off.
"We'll wait until you get back with Luke to. . ." Leia trailed off, as she and her Niece pulled back from their hug, but held hands.
Taylor nodded in understanding. They had put Han's body in a preservation tube, so his funeral could wait until she came back with her Father.
"I know he'd want to be there," Taylor said, and Leia nodded, smiling sadly.
Sucking in a deep breath, Taylor flicked a glance down at BB-8, who was standing at her side, while R2-D2 was already on board with Chewie.
"Come along, little one," she said, before turning, and heading toward the Falcon, BB-8 rolling along next to her.
"Taylor," Leia called to her Niece, and she and her droid paused to look back at the woman, who went on with a soft smile. "May the Force be with you."
Taylor paused for a moment, thinking back to what had happened when Kylo Ren had killed Han, what she'd done, before she offered her Aunt a soft smile, then continued on with BB-8 into the Falcon, and they soon took off, while the Resistance cheered them on, Poe and Rey at the front with Leia and C-3PO.
"It's beautiful," Taylor breathed from her seat in the cockpit with Chewie, as the Falcon carried them onto the Planet where Luke was, and over the gorgeous blue waters littered with small Islands.
Chewie looked over at her at this, removing a large hand from the controls to place it over her nearest one, and she sent the Wookie a soft smile at this.
They soon landed and all four got off the ship, but only Taylor moved to the bottom of an old, stone staircase engraved into the mountain of the largest island.
"Of course he's going to make me climb to him," she muttered to herself, before turning to look at where Chewie stood with BB-8 and R2 by the open ramp of the falcon, and she offered them a last soft smile, then began her journey up to her Father.
So, what'd you guys think? Let me know! My favorite part was the Kylo Ren/Taylor bit. It was so unbelievably heartbreaking to write. :(
