Oh my god, I can't believe I uploaded the wrong chapter! I'm so sorry for the confusion, but it's fixed!

"Are we sure this is gonna work?"

"Shh!"

"I'm just saying-"

"Eli, shut up. You're gonna break her concentration."

"But we've been here for hours."

"Eli, stop being annoying." Arya reprimanded him, keeping her eyes closed.

She sat on the floor, cross legged, trying to focus on the very weak connection she had to the man they were looking for. She could feel the force flowing through her like electricity running through her veins. She was close to finding him, she could feel it.

Eli, Leia and Luke were sitting around her, watching with bated breath. It was fascinating to watch, to see her reach out with her mind but on the other hand, finding him meant confronting him. They didn't know if they were ready for that.

It had been weeks since the incident in the market and they hadn't gotten any closer to finding him. Arya had meditated everyday, trying desperately to find him but she always came up short.

The man was powerful, he had been blocking her, making it almost impossible to find him. But Arya refused to give up.

The group watched as her brows furrowed with concentration. Her eyes were squeezed shut tightly, almost like she was in pain.

Luke was about to reach out to her to stop her. He wanted to find the guy too but he didn't want her hurting herself doing it.

Arya's eyes suddenly flew open, a bewildered look on her face. "I got him." She breathed out, a small smile growing.

Like smiles proudly, letting out a sigh of relief that was short lived as she quickly stood, grabbing her jacket.

"Come on, we gotta go before he figures it out." She spoke quickly, walking out of the house as everyone followed behind her.

"Eli, call Dex and tell him to meet us at the tavern across town."

"That's where he's keeping people?" Leia asked in disbelief.

"It's behind it, underground."

Luke and Leia immediately made their way to the speeder, ready to head out but Arya hesitated.

"What's wrong?" Luke asked her.

"Eli should take me, it'll be faster."

Luke shook his head, his hands clenching into fists. She must be crazy to think he'd let her go without him.

"No, no way." Leia shot her down sternly. "You're not doing this alone."

Arya sighed, her face etched in concern.

"It'll take two minutes, we'll make it, all of us." She said, emphasizing the word all.

Arya nodded slowly, finally relenting. There was no way she could win an argument with Leia, the woman was even more stubborn than she was.

Within seconds the group was off, driving a speed that would be considered dangerous if the stakes weren't so high.

Arya was practically vibrating in her seat with nervous energy. The tightness in her chest began to grow until it left her breathless the closer they got.

It wasn't until the speeder began to come to a stop just yards away from the tavern that she let out a much needed deep breath.

"Ready?" Eli asked, holding her hand in his tightly.

She nodded and together they hopped out of the speeder, followed closely by Luke and Leia.

Luke itched to be next to her, he hated that she was front of the line. He knew if it came down to it, he'd jump in front of a gun to save her but he couldn't do that if she was too far from him.

Leia could feel the nerves radiating off of him. She gently placed her hand on his tense arm. "She'll be fine." She whispered.

Luke looked embarrassed that he had been caught. He looked down at his shoes to avoid her knowing gaze.

Leia rolled her eyes. Its obvious you're still madly in love with her, no point in hiding it, she thought to herself.

Their minds had been at ease for just a second before their tense demeanours were back in full force.

They made their way around the tavern, trying their best to be inconspicuous towards the people in the bar. Most of them were drinking their cares away and didn't notice the four of them sneaking around the building.

They all stopped at the sight of a small, dilapidated shed standing alone.

They turned their heads towards Arya who nodded slightly, her eyes trained on the small building.

She could feel something, there was something calling to her, as if she was being pulled towards it.

Her footsteps were slow and cautious as she approached. She could hear the others following closely.

Eli walked slightly faster, getting to the door before Arya could. He ignored the look of annoyance on her face, he figured she'd be used to his protectiveness by now.

He took a deep breath and opened the door a crack, waiting for a response from inside. They were all quiet, holding their breaths as they waited for an attack. Luke took a small step to the right, bringing himself closer to Arya.

She turned her head and their eyes met, making their already steadily beating hearts beat a little bit faster.

She gave him a small, reassuring smile which he returned.

Eli opened the door fully, and swallowed nervously at the sight before him. There was a steep set of stairs shrouded in darkness. They knew what it would lead to.

"Do you think he's down there?"

Arya concentrated but sighed in defeat. "I can't feel anything."

"He could be blocking you again."

"Maybe." She mumbled, her eyes glued to the stairs. "Let's go." She immediately stepped forward, ignoring the three sharp intakes of breaths behind her.

She slowly made her way down the stairs, cringing at every creak and moan from the old wood. If he didn't know they were here, he definitely did now.

Once they were all down the stairs they stood in a dark hallway. There was one solitary light at the end, illuminating a single door.

This time Eli was the first one to make his way towards it. They walked in single file, each one tense, ready for a fight they didn't know when was coming.

Instead of the caution he had used at the first door, Eli slammed this one open, hoping to catch someone off guard.

They were all confused when they saw no one and heard nothing. They stepped into the huge room, thankful that there were working lights.

Arya felt her breathing become heavier as she walked further into the room. Metal slats lined the walls, acting as beds she assumed. Heavy machinery was littered around the room.

She felt her anxiety rising as she stared at the huge machines with needles poking out of the sides. This was where he was experimenting on people.

A flash of images assaulted her mind. She could hear herself screaming in those horrible flashbacks. She could see herself writhe in pain on a metal table that looked identical to the one standing in front of her.

She could feel eyes on her, checking to see if she was ok. She wasn't, she could feel a panic attack coming on but she pushed through it. If anything, it made her more motivated to find the man that was doing this and end it once and for all.

Her eyes finally left the machines and found Eli who looked unusually pale.

"Oh my god." Leia mumbled before running off. Luke yelled after her, running to catch up while Eli and Arya trailed behind at a slower pace, still reeling from the emotions this place had brought up.

Luke felt his steps falter as he finally noticed what Leia had seen. There was a boy, no more than 15 tied down to one of the tables, a needle still in his arm.

He turned when Arya and Eli approached behind him. He felt like his heart was breaking when we watched both of their faces fall in despair. The twins were frozen in their spot as they watched Leia slowly move closer to the boy, almost like she were afraid she'd disturb him.

She placed her fingers against his wrist, while everyone waited in a tense silence. Luke and the twins both deflated, their shoulders sagging as Leia shook her head sadly, confirming their fears.

Eli grabbed Arya's hand and squeezed tightly, for her comfort or his, neither of them knew. The looks on their faces conveyed nothing but heartbreak and guilt. Arya was berating herself. If I had found him sooner, I would've stopped him from killing anyone else.

Luke noticed the distant look on her face and placed his hands on either side of her face, ignoring how Eli was standing next to her, a surprised look on his face at their contact.

"You did everything you could, this isn't your fault." He spoke in a whisper, sighing softly when he noticed that her hazel eyes refused to meet his.

Arya shook her head slowly, looking down at the dirty floor. "Stop it." Luke told her sternly but without malice or anger in his voice. "We'll find him, I promise."

"He could still be here." Leia spoke up from behind Luke, watching their interaction with a mix of sadness and hope. It hurt to see Arya feeling so dejected, yet again, but seeing her cozy with Luke was enough to restore her hope.

Eli sighed deeply, pushing his emotions and fears to the back of his mind where he usually forced them. "She's right, we should keep moving."

The group walked at a steady pace down the hallway, thankfully finding no more bodies. They checked the rest of the rooms they came across but they were empty, there was no sign of life. If they hadn't found all the equipment and the body, they would've thought they were in the wrong place.

Luke sighed in defeat. "There's no one here."

"We should get back outside and wait for Dex, let them go through all this stuff. Maybe they can find some trace of him here."

They all agreed and were about to start heading to the exit when they noticed that Arya hadn't been paying attention.

"Arya? You ok?"

She turned her head, startled by their voices. "I-I don't know." She responded hesitantly. There was an intense pressure in her brain. It had been what was pulling her into the bunker in the first place. "Something's...here." She spoke vaguely.

Luke shared a confused and somewhat fearful look with Eli. They barely had enough time to process what she had said before she was running off down a dark corridor, one they had already checked.

"Arya!" Eli yelled, rushing after her, followed closely by Luke and Leia. They found her in one of the dark rooms that had been empty but she was pushing the large shelving away from the wall.

She didn't even flinch as it crashed to the floor with a booming noise that echoed through the silence of the underground bunker. She panted heavy breaths as she stared at the light pouring through a small crack in the metal panelling of the wall. It was a door.

"Holy shit." Eli mumbled in disbelief.

Arya pushed the door open and immediately felt like she'd been punched in the gut. There was a girl laying on a table, large straps holding her hands and feet down, like the boy they'd found. The girl was about her age, with a slight dusting of freckles covering her arms, just like her too.

She felt like she was about to be sick as she approached quickly. Her hands hovered over her, not sure what to do exactly. She snapped out of her shocked daze and immediately started undoing the restraints on her wrists, ignoring the way her hands shook.

"Arya…" Eli spoke softly, his hand grabbing her arm to stop her. She winced at the pity she heard in his voice.

"She's alive!" Arya yelled, pushing him away from her with her elbow.

It was as if the girl had heard her yelling as her eyes had suddenly snapped open, making all of them jump back in shock. Luke instinctively reached for Arya, pulling her back a few more steps, so she was next to him.

The girl was hyperventilating as she thrashed on the table, squirming to get out of her bonds. Arya immediately rushed forward. "Hey! Hey, it's ok, we're not gonna hurt you. We're getting you out of here."

The girl suddenly stilled, her eyes widening in shock as stared back at Arya. "You're her. You're the witch." She mumbled, slightly out of breath from her panic.

Arya tensed, jolting back like she'd been slapped.

"I heard about you, how you fought the empire. I told my mom I wanted to be like you." She suddenly laughed bitterly, her face creasing as she began to cry. "Guess I got what I wanted."

Arya felt herself start to calm down, but only slightly. She finished undoing the bindings on her limbs until she was free. "What's your name?"

"Addie." She replied softly, crossing her arms over her chest in a protective manor. Arya felt a shiver down her spine, she didn't even wanna think about what the poor girl had just been put through. It made her feel nauseous.

"The man that took you, did you see him?" Leia interjected.

Addie nodded, her bottom lip beginning to tremble. Arya sat next to her on the table grabbing her hand.

"It's ok, he's not gonna hurt you anymore."

"There was a panic and he left, he injected with me something, making me fall asleep. But I saw him round up the others, they all left."

"The others?" Luke questioned, not liking the sound of that.

"The other kids he took, the ones...like me."

Arya sent a worried look to Eli briefly. "How many?"

"Five...well six now. He wants them for an army or something, I don't know, he kept rambling on about the beauty of power."

"Do you know where they went?" Arya asked softly.

Addie hesitated, looking at them all worriedly, like she expected them to hurt her any second.

"It's ok, we're not working with him. Once he's dealt with you'll be safe, you can be with your family again." Arya reassured her.

Addie perked up at the mention of her family. "This is just an outpost, he changes places a lot so he doesn't get caught, I guess. But there's a building, I don't know where it is," She mumbled sadly, seeing the looks of defeat on their faces.

"But there were these huge satellites on it, that's all I could see. They usually put us out anytime we have to leave."

"That's good, that helps a lot."

There was the sound of footsteps coming down the creaky stairs making Addie clutch onto Arya's arm tightly, her eyes wide with fear.

"It's ok, it's ok, our friend is coming. He works with the peacekeeping union. They're gonna take you back home."

Addie began to cry in relief, throwing her arms around the young witch. "Thank you." She cried against her shoulder. Arya was stunned for a few seconds before slowly wrapping her arms around the frightened girl.

Eli gave her a small smile, feeling proud of how she'd reassured the girl and calmed her down.

Addie reluctantly let go of Arya as Dex and a few more guards came into the room but she eventually went with them, throwing one last glance towards Arya who nodded at her and smiled shyly.

Leia spoke to the guards, giving them all the information Addie had told them and soon enough, they were allowed to leave. Arya couldn't have been more thankful. She quickly scurried out of the room, feeling claustrophobic as she navigated her way through the dark hall, trying to find the exit.

She almost sighed in relief as she made her way into the big room they'd started in. She quickly made her way to the stairs that led to the outside, even more thankful that the body of the boy was gone as she made her way past.

Arya was curled up in Han's seat in the cockpit of the falcon. She lazily twirled the rings on her fingers, thankful for the last couple of hours of peace and quiet. Everyone had seen how stressed she was and agreed to give her some time alone. It had been a rough day for her. Having her worst experiences thrown back in her face was sure to freak her out and they all thought it was best to give her some space.

She was lost in her thoughts, humming a meaningless tune as she stared off at nothing.

"Hello Miss Arya."

Arya jumped out of the seat, placing a hand over her heart. "Fuck!" She yelled, glaring at Threepio as he walked into the cockpit.

"I was just retrieving the tools, Master Luke was looking for them." The droid explained, oblivious to the way the woman glared at him in annoyance.

Suddenly Luke stepped in, making her whole demeanor change. The crease in her brows cleared and her glare turned into a small smile.

"Hey, you found them?"

"Oh, yes, they were right here all along." Threepio spoke, once again oblivious to his surrounding. He had no idea he was being ignored as the broken couple stared into each other's eyes, totally mesmerized.

Luke eye's snapped back to Threepio. "Why don't you get started, I'll meet you there in a few minutes."

The devoted droid happily agreed and made his way off the ship, after saying a long goodbye to the impatient woman.

Arya laughed slightly and sunk back into the seat. Luke stepped forward and sat himself in Chewie's seat next to her.

"Are you ok?" He asked after a few moments of silence. He didn't know whether or not he should ask, he didn't want to annoy her.

Arya wasn't annoyed in the slightest though, she actually found it endearing how attentive he still was. She nodded, giving him a small smile. "It was a tough day, but we saved a girl. That's all that matters."

"You did good today."

Arya blushed slightly and looked down at her hands in her lap. Luke watched her with a content smile. Suddenly the feeling in his chest was too intense to ignore. He'd been sitting on his feelings for weeks, pretending they were just friends was almost unbearable, but he'd rather that than not be around her so he suffered with it as best he could.

But he was done staying quiet. "Please don't hate me for this." He mumbled, slowly getting out of his seat.

Arya turned to him, a confused look on her face. Before she could question him, Luke had swooped down and placed his hand on the back of her neck, planting his lips on hers gently. Arya was stunned and froze in place.

Luke took her shock to be a bad sign and pulled away quickly. "I'm sorry, I know you're not ready and I respect that. I'll wait as long as you need me to. I just...I can't take being close to you but not being able to kiss you, to hold you. It's driving me crazy. I miss you." He mumbled the last part bashfully.

Arya had tears in her eyes as she stared back into the blue ones she loved so much. "I miss you too." She whispered. It had been just as hard for her, spending time with him while she ignored her feelings. She still felt extremely guilty for what had happened between them but the more time she spent with him, joking around like they used to, the more she forgot about it and the pain had begun to fade.

Luke stared back at her with a hopeful look on his face. He looked so adorable, she couldn't take it anymore. She giggled quietly and wrapped her arms around his neck, crashing her lips to his. Luke immediately had his arms around her, holding her waist and travelling up her back.

His touch made her shiver. The way his lips moved against her passionately made her sigh. She had forgotten what it was like to kiss him, how mind blowing it was.

Luke couldn't believe his luck and tightened his grip on her. He tilted his head, deepening the kiss. He moaned softly as he felt her hands in his hair, something that always made him feel weak in the knees. He was about to take it one step further, his hands moving towards the hem of her shirt when hurried footsteps broke them out of their daze.

Luke pulled away reluctantly, resting his forehead against hers as they panted slightly. Arya furrowed her brows, confused as to why he stopped.

She finally heard the footsteps and pulled herself away from Luke as soon as Leia rushed in. The princess didn't even notice their flushed faces or swollen lips. The pair immediately tensed at the nervous look on her face.

"What's wrong?" Luke asked, getting to his feet.

"He took another girl. Her parents just filled out a missing person's report, they saw the guy and it matches our description." Leia spoke monotonously.

Arya tensed, her startled expression from almost being caught turning dark. Luke grabbed her hand, squeezing reassuringly.

"They found where he's stationed, they're heading out tomorrow."

"We can't wait that long. We're going now." Arya spoke tersely.

Leia looked at her friend hesitantly, the only other time she'd seen that determined and frankly, murderous, look on her face was when she was up against Vader, using her powers to bring him to his knees.

She shared a look with Luke who looked just as worried as she did.

They were all dreading what was to come.

Luke was out of breath as he ran, trying to keep up with Arya as they made their way back to the speeders. Leia sent him a worried look before running back to the house to let Eli and Dex know that they weren't waiting.

Arya climbed into the speeder and started the engine, her hands clenched onto the wheel so tightly, her knuckles turned white.

"Hey, hey, hold on. We gotta wait for the others." Luke told her frantically, walking around to her side so he could be close to her.

She didn't say anything, but her hands paused, letting him know she had heard him. She swallowed thickly and finally turned her head to look at him. The emotion he saw in her eyes making his heart clench.

"I can't wait, I can't let him hurt anyone else." She said quietly, her voice weak.

"I know that but we can't just knock the door down and start shooting. We have to be smart about this." He told her sternly, though his voice shook slightly as his worry for her went off the rails.

"I can stop him."

"You're not doing it alone, you'll get yourself killed."

"I don't care!" Arya yelled out, her eyes swimming with tears.

"Well I do!" Luke yelled back at her, his breathing heavy and shaky with fear. He grabbed her hands in his, slowly prying them off the wheel. "I can't do this without you, Arya. I can't live without you."

Arya's lip quivered as she tried her hardest not to burst into tears. "Luke,"

"No, I'm not doing it, I'm not letting you go. We're gonna get through this and we're gonna be fine. You and me, we'll be fine. We'll live our lives together, the way it was supposed to be." Luke spoke frantically as his own eyes began to worry at the thought of losing her.

Luke lifted her chin to keep her gaze on his. "I'm gonna marry you, Arya Restov."

Arya's lips parted in surprise and her eyes widened. The look of disbelief on her face prompted Luke to reach into his pocket. She let out a gasp and placed a hand over her mouth as she saw the ring in his hand.

"You better keep yourself alive so you can put this on after everything." He told her through the lump in his throat, a small laugh escaping him at his disbelief of his own actions.

Eli suddenly ran up to the speeder and got in next to Arya, breaking the couple from their dazes. Arya wiped at her eyes and turned back so she was facing forward.

"Ready to go?" Eli asked, his eyes shifting back and forth between the two of them.

"Yeah, let's go." Luke said, and gave Arya's hand one last reassuring squeeze before he ran over to the speeder where Leia was waiting for him.

"Why are you smiling like that?" Leia questioned him, her eyes narrowed in confusion. She really didn't think now was a time for smiles.

"Just finally did something I've been waiting years to do." He answered quietly and motioned for Leia to start the speeder, ignoring the questioning look on her face that told him she wanted more answers.

Luke placed a hand over his heart that was pounding in his chest and breathed deeply. She better stay safe.

We're so close to Return of The Jedi, I'm so excited! Hope you're all enjoying it xx