Rey POV

"They should not have been able to find us," said Han.

"So how did they?" asked Rey.

"The Falcon is as old as dirt, and it is easily traceable. We need someone to clean it up and make it so we slip under peoples radar," he said.

"Can you do it?" asked Finn.

"No, but I know someone who can," said Han. "You remember Moz Kanata, Toby?"

"Yeah!" he said with a big grin. "Oh you will love Moz, Rey. She lives in a big castle at the Takadona system. Inside she has a cantina, and in the catacombs there are Jedi buried."

"Really?" I said shocked. "Which Jedi?"

"Jedi way from the Galactic Republic. I don't know all of them. But when I was little, my uncle and mom went through the catacombs with me and told me the stories of who some of them were and how they joined the force. It was great."

"That sounds amazing," I said. "Maybe while we are there you can take me down there and show me some of the more interesting ones, if we have a minute."

"We probably will not be there long," said Finn, sounding authoritative.

I threw a sideways glance at him. Toby is finally talking about his past, and is excited about showing it to me, and he is trying to rain on our parade.

"You will have time," said Han. "Just hit the highlights kid. I we can't spend a week going through an eon of Jedi history," and he went to the cockpit to check on something.

"So who are your favorite Jedi?" I ask.

"Well, back during the Republic there was twelve Jedi who were leaders of the Order. I studied a lot of them with my uncle and some of them were my favorites. One is Yoda. He was 900 years old, an unknown species, and was kind of the leader of the whole Jedi Order sought for his wisdom and his knowledge. He fought many Sith, including Darth Sidious and Lord Tyranus, and almost stopped Order 66 single-handedly."

"Wow." I had no idea who any of those people were or what Order 66 did, but the way Toby described it, Yoda was a great man or creature.

"Then there is Obi-Wan Kenobi. He killed a Sith when he was twenty-five years old still a Padawan, then he became one of the best Jedi fighters in the Clone Wars, then he became a council member, he survived Order 66, then he found a trained Luke Skywalker, and took him on his first mission, and somehow still guided him when he was dead."

"Oh my gosh. How?"

Toby shrugged. "Powerful Jedi can influence the physical plane somehow."

"What about Anakin Skywalker?" asked Finn.

Toby stiffened. He inhaled sharply and balled his fist.

"What about him?" said Toby harshly.

"Who is he? What did he do? I know he is important," said Finn.

"No!" screamed Toby. "He's nothing!" Then he stomped past me out of the main hold and down the port-side corridor.

"What the hell was that?" said Finn.

"Who is Anakin Skywalker?" I asked.

"He was the Chosen One. They found him on Tatooine, and the Jedi trained him. Darth Vader killed him. He is Luke and Leia's father."

I rolled my eyes and smacked Finn in the head. "You idiot! He never knew his grandfather because he was killed by a monster! That is probably a really painful topic for him. You can't just bring it up!"

"Okay, first of all, ow! Second of all, I was trying to make conversation. How was I supposed to know that was a sore spot?"

"Well now you know, Finn!" I left Finn where he was and headed after Toby. I could not imagine the pain that Finn just brought up with a careless comment. I wanted to go comfort my grieving friend and tell him that he could tell me anything.

I found him in the number two hold, curled up on a cushion. He had his arms wrapped around him and looked like he was shivering.

"You want a blanket?" I asked.

He nodded.

I looked around the cabin and found a brown fuzzy blanket in the second drawer. I grabbed it and walked over to the couch and sat beside Toby. I draped it across us both. He put his arm around me, and I leaned into him. He felt warm and safe, and it was quiet possible that I could go to sleep here. I don't think I have been asleep since the battle of Jakku.

"I am sorry about your grandfather," I whispered.

He stiffened, inhaling sharply. "What do you know about him?" Toby asked.

"Anakin Skywalker? Nothing really. He was a formidable Jedi. He broke the code and fell in love with a girl. Rumor is it was a Senator from Naboo. They both died during the Fall of the Republic, although their children became heroes of the Rebellion."

Toby sighed. "The Hutts enslaved him on Tatooine when the Queen of Naboo, Padme Amidala, and her Jedi escort made an emergency landing there. He helped them secure part by winning a podrace at nine-years-old, and in doing so he won his freedom. He chose to become a Jedi, and Obi-Wan Kenobi trained him. Ten years later, A sith attacked Amaidala again, and Anakin came to her rescue. They became lovers and married in secret because it was against the Jedi Code to marry. Three years into the Clone Wars, they were expecting a child, and he had visions that she and the child would die. He turned to the dark side to save her, but in a fit of rage he attacked her. She died of a broken heart, and the jedi separated the children, my uncle and my mother, at birth. Anakin fought his former master, Kenobi on Mustafar and lost, nearly dying. When he awoke from surgery, he had lost everything, and he became a monster."

"I am so sorry," I whispered. It was all I could think to say.

"That is my legacy," he said.

"No," I said, turning to him. I stroked his face, and looked into his eyes. "No."

Then suddenly, my lips touched his.