Ch 2

Rey

I stared at the heap of black fabric in the seat next to me. His clothes... the thought of the look in his eyes before he died always brought tears to my eyes. There had been so much shared between that small moment after the kiss we shared. Oh the kiss... my first kiss.

Often times I would wonder if it had been his first as well.

Then the memory would come back and I could feel him... the warmth, the softness, the hunger and passion I could feel through the Force and yet, his hands had been so gentle as the caressed my cheek. As he wrapped his arm around me.

At this point, you can imagine the waterworks that soon followed.

I remembered all the way back to the first time I met him. Back in that forest, and I remembered the darkness that surrounded him, it was terrifying.

And yet, I was drawn to it, I was drawn to him from the beginning, before I even knew the Force had connected us. And our connection ran deeper than anything. Palpatine had said it "There hasn't been a connection like this in 400 years..."

And at that moment, anger coursed through me. It took all my willpower to not let it run its course. Those memories with Ben had always been... unconventional. There had always been tension, but I always knew deep down inside, there was a light inside of him. He tried his hardest to dim that light, to no avail. It hardly seemed fair that he was redeemed only to be taken away. He was taken away from me.

I got off the ship that had taken me to Tatooine, and was now on a transport to Mos Espa. I planned to stay here for a while, to try and learn the history of a family, a family I learned to love and feel a part of. A family that brought balance and love to my life.

After a couple of hours, I made my way to my final destination, a small abandoned moisture farm on the outskirts of the town.

It was run down and it was obvious that it had been abandoned for years. I felt a million emotions course through the Force as I approached the small establishment. Fear, anger, love... most of all... sadness

There was so much pain and sadness, and I sat there as I listened to it. There had been many losses here.

I walked to the back of the house and from my pack retrieved the two sabers, Luke and Leia's, and wrapped them in cloth. I placed them on the ground and it began to shake, the sand beneath them moving and swallowing them, bending to my will and burying them in their home.

"Who are you? No one's been here for a long time" I heard an old raspy voice call from behind me. An old, frail woman with a cane asked.

"My name is Rey" I said

"Rey what?" She pressed.

That's when I felt it, felt them. I turned and saw Luke and Leia, him in his Jedi robes. Her, in her regal white gown.

"Skywalker, Rey Skywalker" and I felt a breeze, and I felt him with it. Our love was like the wind, I could no longer see him, I could no longer hold him, but I could always feel him...