Uli's speeder was old and not very fast, but it served its purpose, getting Finn, Chewie, and Threepio back to the Falcon. Once there, Finn and Chewie set out to choose their weapons from among the rather eclectic armory that had once belonged to Han Solo; Chewie and Rey had added to it within the last couple of years, of course. Soon, the two were ready. "Threepio, stay here," Finn told the protocol droid. "When the Resistance gets here, direct them to that temple. If we find out that's not where we need to be, I'll notify you."
"I will certainly do so, Master Finn," Threepio responded, relief that he wasn't required to come along evident in his voice. "Please bring back Mistress Rey!"
"We will," Finn said with assurance.
They climbed into the speeder, Chewie at the controls, and they headed out, quickly entering one of the major skylanes that would take them close to the old air field. Once near, they dropped out and found the skies around the wide-open area almost devoid of traffic. It was a pleasant surprise, but Finn knew it probably wasn't a coincidence that they had chosen an old temple off the beaten track.
They could see the temple on the north side of the field. It looked small and unintimidating sitting next to the 2 square kilometer open area, but as they got closer Finn could feel how powerful it really was. The Dark Side that Rey had felt easily upon her arrival to Coruscant was finally making itself known to Finn. The whole area was saturated with it.
Chewie pulled up to the front of the building and they both took note of the handful of speeders parked off to the side, most very expensive models, some with droid drivers waiting patiently for their masters to come out. Finn shook his head. "Evil cult disguised as a rich boys club," he groused.
Chewie grumbled a question.
"No, I still don't sense her," Finn told him. "But she has to be here, don't you think?"
Chewie looked at him with worry and moaned.
"No!" Finn argued. "She can't be dead. I would have for sure felt that." He already knew what that felt like, as a matter of fact. Chewie had been with him when he had felt Rey die on Exegol. He had let everyone believe that he had been mistaken when Rey had shown up in Luke's X-wing later, but when Rey had taken the time to explain what exactly had happened after the Emperor's defeat, Poe and Chewie had both realized that Finn had not been wrong after all.
Chewie stopped the speeder and the two got out and walked to the front door. Though armed to the teeth, they had both secured their weapons in a way that made them not so obvious; they didn't need to get the full attention of any security right away. Finn pressed the comm button on the door, and a TT-8L gatekeeper droid popped out to greet them.
"Password?" it demanded in Basic.
Finn tilted his head at it. "I just learned that Tetran Cowall is here. I'm a huge fan!" he gushed. "Is there any way I could get an autograph?"
The electronic eyeball zoomed in on him, then swung around to face Chewie, who was doing his best to look innocent, then back to Finn. "Wait here," it told them, then disappeared back into its hole.
Finn and Chewie looked at each other. "Well, that's better the being told to sod off," Finn shrugged.
Suddenly, the door opened and a young woman with pale blonde hair looked out. She seemed ill at ease, but her voice held some level of confidence. "I'm sorry, Mr. Cowall doesn't greet fans at his private club. You'll have to wait until his next formal appearance at the Dragon Wing next week." Finn assumed the Dragon Wing was a nightclub or other entertainment venue.
"But we'll be gone by next week," Finn whined.
Chewie nodded and stepped to the side slightly, facing Finn, grumbling at him and waving his arms in consternation.
"I know, I know!" Finn responded. "I'll guess we'll just have to…"
Chewie turned suddenly, plucked the woman out of the doorway, and set her as gently as possible to the side.
"…move you out of the way," Finn finished, dodging in the now clear doorway. Chewie ducked in behind him, ignoring the wailing coming from the woman behind them.
"No! You can't go in there!"
An alarm sounded almost immediately, but they pushed forward, bringing their weapons to bear. Finn reached out into the Force as much as he could. Still no Rey. But, wait! While the whole atmosphere of the building was riddled with the Dark Side, there was one spot that was… empty. It was like a giant hole in the middle of space. He looked at Chewie. "This way!" Chewie didn't argue as Finn headed in the direction of the anomaly.
The had rounded two corners on their journey when the first security guards found them. It was quite obvious nothing like this had ever happened here before, and they were completely unprepared. They were young, inexperienced, and Finn felt a bit guilty as he and Chewie took them out without any difficulty, but when he noticed the Sith Eternal crest on the sleeves of their uniforms, his remorse eased. He moved forward, Chewie watching his back. These newbie Sith wannabes stood no chance against a former First Order stormtrooper and a battle hardened Wookiee.
Finn kept following his senses to the empty area and he finally led Chewie to a locked door. They could hear shouting throughout the building, now. Everyone knew what was going on, and eventually they would organize themselves better and put up more of a fight. But Finn was sure they had reached their goal. With one shot, he blasted the door open and stepped in. The nothingness he had felt was here. In front of him was a large chair facing away from the door. Two glowing, tall panels stood on either side of the chair, and though he couldn't see around the high back of it, he knew who was sitting in it. He quickly rounded it, and smiled broadly at what he saw.
"It's about damn time," Rey told him, grinning.
"Aw, you have no idea!" Finn responded.
Chewie roared and ran around the chair, trying to hug Rey and untie her at the same time, telling her all they had done to get here and that it was Finn and the little girl Talia that had done most of the work. "Of course, they did," Rey said with a smile.
Shaking his head, Finn noticed something on the table next to the door they had just used and rushed to grab it before any more security showed up. He brought it to Rey as she stood on trembling legs, shaking her arms and hands to get circulation back into them.
She took the lightsaber gratefully. "Thank you," she told him, giving him a quick hug. "Asses knew I couldn't get to it, even when it was that close." She stepped back and ignited the yellow blade. "That's about to change." With two quick strokes, she sliced the two blue panels in half. Finn felt the Force return immediately. Rey grinned and took a deep breath. "That's better," she said. "Now, let's get out of here."