***Author's Note***

Good morning, my friends! As promised, we return now to plot. Little bit of a zinger at the end of this one; also, it's a wee bit short. Hope you enjoy it!

The next two weeks followed much the same routine, flowing by sedately in a pleasant fog of healing peace and serenity. They both felt the stresses and hurts of the last year fading away, leaving behind only healing and renewed strength. Rey and Ben knew the peace would not last forever. Much too soon, one quiet morning, the vision came.

They came like a tide. The First Order swarmed over the surface of Naboo, slaughtering anyone they found in their path. Gungans and humans alike fell before the onslaught of the First Order. The flood of Stormtroopers cared little for those that fell before them; children, women, elderly. It didn't matter to them, so long as their victory was assured. Many took up arms and tried, in vain, to defend their homes, their families, and their lives, but they fell anyway. The First Order surged through every major city on the surface of Naboo and raised every one to the ground. In the midst of one such city stood Captain Phasma, her armor glinting in the fires of Naboo's defeat.

She took out a comlink and spoke into it, "Master Ren; Naboo is defeated. All that remains now is the so-called 'secret' Gungan city and a few insignificant villages. Should we destroy those, as well?"

"No," came the weak response, "No, leave them. Let them spread their terror through the galaxy. I need you back here. Return your forces to the Interceptor. There is work we have yet to do. So many planets, and there is so little time left. I need your...skills," finished Padme weakly.

"Of course, my Master. I will hasten to you, and tend to your needs." Phasma shook her head and shut off the comlink. She pressed the inter-helmet comlink, "That's enough. All units, pull out. We're returning to the Interceptor."

Ben and Rey bolted upright in bed. "Looks like the honeymoon's over," she said sadly. Ben wordlessly leaned in and laid his forehead on hers, stroking the scar on her back as Rey stroked the scar on his face. They laid like that in complete silence until they sensed someone approaching. Rey sighed, "Figured they'd come get us."

The pair rolled out of bed and quickly dressed in their robes. They opened the door of the cabin just as Finn came to skidding halt; his eyebrows shot up in surprise. "You two are uncanny sometimes. Somehow, I forgot that in the last couple weeks. Oh well; your mother sent me; we need you back."

"We already know, Finn," said Rey, "We had a vision about Naboo." Finn's eyes grew wide. "Captain Phasma led the attack herself."

Finn nodded, "That's what the reports are that we're getting. I'll walk back with you."

Ben reached out his right arm, "Come on, Tuk-Tuk! We're leaving." Tuk-Tuk ran from the bedroom and launched himself onto Ben's outstretched arm. Ben reached around and closed the cabin door, and reached for Rey's hand. The pair stood, looking wistfully at the little house for a moment, lost in the memories of the last two weeks. At last, with a sad sigh, they turned and walked with Finn towards the compound.

"So, what exactly is that thing?" Finn asked, staring curiously at Tuk-Tuk.

"Who, this guy?" Ben jammed his thumb over his shoulder, indicating the animal, "This is Tuk-Tuk; he decided he wanted to travel with us. He's adopted us, you might say. Clever creature; cute, too. He's pretty useful, actually. His species is Force-Sensitive, so we'll see what that means for us over time. But for now, we will simply say that he is our friend and companion."

Finn nodded, "So, you're saying he's your pet." At this, Tuk-Tuk reached over and whacked Finn on the back of the head.

Rey giggled, "No, I wouldn't put it that way. Besides; he doesn't think of himself that way. Friend and companion fits better."

The group fell into silence as they walked, each consumed with their own thoughts. Ben reached for Rey's hand, and Rey reached for Ben's mind. They sank into each others' consciousnesses until they did not know where one began and the other ended. In this way, they comforted each other and traded strategic ideas until, at last, they broke through the tress. Ben and Rey withdrew from each others' minds and focused instead on the world around them, though they would have much preferred to remain in their own.

Finn led them through the corridors to the great chamber where their wedding had been held, though now it was being used for a far different purpose. Rows of chair lined the room, and a stage had been set up at the very front of the chamber. Ben and Rey took their place standing beside Luke in the very back of the room. Welcome back, nephew. I trust your honeymoon was...eventful? Ben flushed and smirked. Yes, Uncle. So eventful that we brought someone back with us. Luke's head turned sharply in Ben's direction, shock and concern emanating from him. Ben's shoulders shook as he silently chuckled. Tuk-Tuk had curled up inside the hood of Ben's robes to nap, but now he stuck his feline head out and gazed at Luke with interest. I Tuk-Tuk. You Luke. Good meeting. With that, the little creature tucked his head back into Ben's hood and went back to sleep. Ben's shoulders shook even harder, and he sensed enormous amusement coming from Rey, as well. Luke, however, was doing his best impression of a landed fish. His mouth worked silently, though no sound came out. At last the thought came to Ben, Ah. Well. Interesting...friend you've got there.

Just then, Leia strode authoritatively onto the stage, trailed closely by Captain Antilles; the two seemed nearly inseparable lately. "Good afternoon. I know that many of you are wondering why I have gathered you all here today. Unfortunately, it is not good news. Naboo has been attacked." Whispers of astonishment and gasps of horror echoed through the crowd. Leia held up her hands for silence. "All we know is that the damage is devastating. We have no further information at this point."

Ben and Rey stepped forward, and Ben raised his voice so the whole hall could hear him; "Begging your pardon, Mother, but we do. Rey and I saw everything in a vision this morning." Leia beckoned them forward; they mounted the stage, still hand-in-hand. The General gestured for them to continue. "As I said; we saw everything. The First Order was ruthless and cruelly efficient in their attack. They were unprepared, and undefended. It was a massacre. Not a single soul was safe; not even the children. Every major city was raised utterly to the ground. Every major politician, high-ranking member of society, or ruler of any kind was systematically rooted out and murdered. All that is left is a few small villages and the underwater Gungan city. There's more. The attack was personally led by Captain Phasma. She seems to have become Master Ren's right hand. Ren seemed to be very weak. She said that she needs Phasma's 'skills', and that she needs tending. If I am right, then Ren may well still be recovering from the destruction of our Force-Bond. If this is the case, then we could make it work to our advantage. Unlike me, she had no other Force-Bond to focus on; her reaction would have been far more severe. The shock would have nearly killed her, and she would have to fight her own way out. I had Rey to pull me out; Pad..Ren has no one. This, I believe, is her greatest weakness, though she believes it to be her greatest strength. She loves no one, and no one loves her. The truth, however, is that this has weakened her immeasurably. At this time, that is all the information I have; Mother?" Ben and Rey stepped aside, and Rey leaned her head on Ben's shoulder, smiling and reveling in his presence. The calm may have been shattered, but they still had each other, and in small moments like this, it was more than enough.

"Thank you, Master Solo. Now; Naboo needs our help. I am going to send relief forces and supplies. The Tagorians have already agreed to back the operation with all the resources they have." This announcement was met with even more mutters, "However, they have an announcement of their own to make. Yara?"

An ancient Tagorian stepped forward, helped by two attendants on each side, helping him to stand. He was massive; it took all four attendants just to keep him upright. His pitch-black fur had begun to go silver in spots, and his piercing blue eyes had faded somewhat; Ben wondered if his eyesight was going. Yara walked slowly forward, as though every step hurt him greatly. Ben took pity on the old creature and extended a tendril of energy to him, deadening the pain somewhat, and granting him a bit more energy. Yara's head came slowly up, and he turned to look directly into Ben's eyes. A knowing glint came into his eyes, and one of the muscles over his right eye raised, giving the impression that he was raising an eyebrow at Ben. The Tagorian gave Ben a slight nod, and turned back to the crowd, straightening proudly to his full, impressive height, and pushing aside his attendants, giving the impression of great strength and energy, even at his advanced age. "Good afternoon. Tagoria has proudly supported the Resistance; glad are we to help. However, into war we will not follow you. To stay here and support you is our intention. Should it come to a final battle, consideration may be made for the changing of our intentions. At this time, however, no soldiers will we add to your ranks. Welcome, as always, are you to remain and be safe here. Support we will provide; information, direction, supplies. These we offer you still, but war? This we cannot aid you with. Weapons, yes. Armor, yes. But increased numbers? No. We cannot afford to enter a war that we might not win. We are strong, but not as many as you are. I have made this decision for the good of my people. I hope that you will understand. May the Force be with you."

Yara allowed his attendants to help him again, and looked at Ben again, as though asking for understanding. Ben smiled slightly and nodded once. Yara dipped his head and slumped off the stage. After Yara's speech, the meeting ended fairly quickly, and Ben and Rey headed towards their quarters. As they left the hall, Poe and Finn caught up to them. "So." Said Poe. "How was the honeymoon? Did you have good sex?"

Rey looked haughtily in Poe's direction. "Of course we had good sex. I am incapable of any other kind of sex." Poe doubled up, roaring with laughter while Finn's cheeks darkened, and Ben's eyes twinkled with humor. Ben paused at the door of their quarters and cocked his head.

"There's someone in there. He wants to talk to you, Rey." The doors slid open, and they saw an opaque figure standing silently by the bed. He turned, and Rey let out a quiet gasp.

"Grandfather?"

Obi-Wan smiled, "It's good to finally meet you, Rey. I have been keeping an eye on you for a very long time. I was hoping that I could have a talk with you. I know you have no knowledge of your own past; I thought you might like to learn about yourself."

Rey walked slowly forward, as though she were in a dream. "Of course, Grandfather. I would be honored."

Obi-Wan smiled, and gestured to the bed. "Well, sit down, then, child. It is a long tale."

***Author's Note***

I know, super short, but more will be put up tonight, I promise! Hope you enjoyed it! As ever, thanks for reading and go ahead and leave a review, if you wish.