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Chapter 2
Far on the outer rim in a shady, out of the way space port, Ahsoka Tano – who barely escaped Order 66 a few days ago on Mandalore – sat in a corner of a tavern, a mug of some hot bone broth in her hands, her eyes watching the door and her mind on the nearest back exit. She finished her broth quick and was about to leave but stopped as the barkeep was asked to turn up the volume on the holonet news. She almost didn't stay to watch, she didn't need to be told again by the new Emperor's stooges that, she and everyone she had ever known and loved were criminals!
But she stopped as she saw a familiar face on the holo. There was a story about Padme. Padme was a different sort of friend for Ahsoka. She looked up to her and was as much a sister to her as any of the Jedi women she had ever known – more so since what had happened with Bariss. And as much a teacher as Anakin had been.
The report said that Senator Amidala had arrived with General Anakin Skywalker's body on Naboo. On her way home she had been attacked by separatist assassins on the way. She had survived the attacked but lost her captain of the guard and miscarried her baby.
The report hit Ahsoka like a ton of bricks! Her beloved master was dead and worst of all so was his baby! She had always suspected that something was going on between Padme and her master. But having confirmation in such a terrible way was more than she could bear.
Ahsoka barely heard the man explain him dying at the hands of assassins. She would never believe that! If her master was dead it was because he was betrayed. She knew in her heart that Palpatine was the reason he and his baby were dead! Obi-Wan had never liked him and neither had she.
She hurried away from the crowd, rushing to find an empty place to let out her grief. For the first time since deciding to leave the Jedi Order she felt truly and completely alone…
Lying there in one of the suites of the central hospital of Theed, Anakin reflected on Master Qui-Gon's words. Padme lay on a bed next to his. Sabe had gone to battle with the hospital staff to make sure her queen had her husband next to her. Padme looked as exhausted and grief stricken as he felt. Sabe was a good friend, Padme was lucky.
Padme had tried to get her to go home and rest but Sabe wasn't having it. Anakin suggested a cot in their suite so Sabe could at least get some rest. Sabe liked the idea and immediately made it happen. Nothing would keep her from her queen's side ever again. Padme's other friends rallied to help out bringing their former queen and their fellow guard clothes and other things that would make them comfortable.
Anakin admired their sisterhood. He felt ridiculous for ever feeling envy over it. He looked at the clothes hanging neatly on hook near his bed they brought for him and felt nothing but the deepest gratitude towards these women. He wanted to ask more about their baby but he didn't dare. Wherever Obi wan was headed with their baby secrecy was their greatest shield.
There was a commotion outside. Sabe and Sache were arguing angrily with someone outside, insisting that Padme and her husband were in no condition to be interrogated. Even though he had not been able to have a full conversation with Padme on what's been happening since the former Chancellor tried to kill him, he learned enough to guess what and for whom the next trial was.
'Here we go,' he looked over at Padme. She looked between angry and terrified. He took a deep calming breath and smiled at her. This trial was not for him. This trial was for Padme. He had learned his lesson and he would let go and put his trust in Padme.
"It's going to be alright my Angel. I have faith in you," the calm in his voice put Padme at ease.
"I love you," he added and then called to Padme's friends to let the intruder in…
"Thank you Governor Panaka. Please let our Emperor know that I will be honored to resume my role as Senator," Padme announced in her strongest Queen Amidala tone, dismissing her one time friend. Sache and Sabe just looked on stone faced and didn't say a word through the whole exchange. Their silence was louder than anything they could have said as he explained how the sacrifice of their liberty and the death of their most sacred beliefs was a small price to pay to protect their planet.
The Emperor had superseded the autonomy of the Naboo government and appointed an overseer to carry out his will; he was busy doing this on many worlds in the outer and mid rim territories. Panaka was appointed the Imperial Governor of Naboo and all affiliated systems in the Chommel sector.
His authority would supersede the Queen and all elected government officials including Sache – who had been on track to replace Sio Bibble in the next election on Naboo – but that office was now eliminated. It went against everything the people of Naboo stood for and the democracy they loved. Panaka was a traitor in their eyes.
'And he knows it,' thought Anakin in awe of the women around him and especially his beautiful, selfless and strong wife. They had sown the seeds of doubt in Panaka. It would take time and careful tending but those seeds would eventually bare fruit.
'Patience is the greatest virtue of a Jedi,' he reminded himself. He would be patient…
Seeing Padme's family at the hospital had been hard. They were more forgiving and accepting than Anakin thought they should have been. Padme did not tell them about Luke. As close and loving as they were, it had seemed unfair to watch them cry for a baby that was not their grandson. But he deferred to Padme once again; he had to trust that whatever mission she sent Obi-Wan on with their baby was right. He would stand by whatever decisions she made.
Padme's sister Sola and Sabe had made the arrangements for the funeral. It was taking place in a garden on the grounds of the Royal Palace. Little Kani Skywalker would be cremated in the custom of a traditional Jedi funeral. But kneeling next to his bier though he wept along with his wife and her family, it didn't matter that this baby was not his son. He had his life taken from him by the injustices of the Republic and now the Empire.
'No! By the Sith!' he thought. He felt suddenly a change in him. He allowed the grief to stay but he realized the dark side would never hold him again. In fact, his grief would be his shield when he and Padme faced the Emperor once more.
"I promise you I will honor you every day of my life," he said softly putting his hand on the tiny baby's chest. Padme put her hand over Anakin's. Emotion stuck words to her throat as she looked at her husband, nodding silently, tears streaming down her face.
"We are brave your highness," Sabe said from behind him and Padme. The phrase had become a mantra for Sabe and every time she said it Padme's strength was restored. Anakin looked up and smiled sadly at Sabe, eternally grateful of her stalwart friendship.
She had a determined look on her face. In the past few days he had finally come to understand why Sabe was so important to Padme. No one understood Padme quite the way Sabe did and no one else could do what Sabe had done….what she was still willing to do.
Padme stood and accepted the torch from Sabe but as her hand began to tremble, Anakin placed his hand over hers on the torch handle. As he looked in her eyes his love for her was enough to overcome the overwhelming grief. They looked at the little boy in the small bier, surrounded by a large variety of the beautiful flowers of Naboo. He heard a choked sob from Padme's parents but they both pushed past their grief to light the fire.
'I will never forget you,' Anakin thought as the tiny baby disappeared in the flames. His mother's remains looking over the whole proceeding from within a statue of an angel…
He became good friends very quickly with Capt. Tonra – Sabe's partner. He was a genuinely nice guy who cared a great deal about Sabe and was extremely loyal to Padme. With Capt Typho's passing, Tonra had been offered his position after Sabe had refused it. She preferred to return to her position as handmaiden/bodyguard. She did not want to be separated from Padme ever again. Anakin realized that this arrangement was as much for Padme's well-being as it was for Sabe's. Both women were hurting and they needed each other.
Tonra had accompanied Senator Organa home, disguised as part of his crew. His mission had been to lead Senator Organa to Padme's location after the separatist attack. Tonra knew Bail Organa was integral Padme's plans. He helped Padme and Obi-Wan escape from the Sith. Tonra seemed to latch himself onto Anakin within hours of his arrival. He was hurting as much as Sabe and looking after Anakin seemed to alleviate his sorrow.
It had been a week since the funeral when Anakin decided he needed to walk. It was hard to convince Tonra to let him go alone but his head needed clearing and he couldn't do it with his new friend fretting over his well-being next to him. He and Padme were still in the capital staying in the palace as guests of the queen. The surprises had not ended for Anakin. Padme's friend Bail Organa sent them an invite with Capt. Tonra to the naming of their new baby daughter.
Padme had mentioned months ago that he and Breha were thinking of adopting a little baby girl. Padme had mentioned Queen Breha had suffered a terrible accident in her youth that made it difficult – if not impossible – for her to carry her own children. The war was leaving no shortage of orphans so it was an easy decision for her Alderaanian friends. It came as a total shock to find out that the little girl that ended up being adopted by the Alderaanian royals was his daughter – Luke's twin: Leia!
He understood why Padme had not told him she was carrying twins. Neither he nor Padme knew. They wanted to be surprised when their baby was born so Padme had ordered her medical droid to keep any information about the baby to itself, to only tell her if she and her baby were healthy. The droid had carried out the order to the letter. Sabe had erased that droid's memory before leaving Coruscant.
Padme had only realized she was having twins when she was literally having them! Bail Organa had been instrumental in helping her carry out her plans and helped Obi-Wan escape and the fact that no one – not even Padme – had known about Leia, guaranteed her safety. Leia could hide in plain sight! So Padme had made a decision right at the moment of Leia's birth to send Leia away with her best friend and his wife. Leia would be loved by them and Padme could still keep an eye on her from a distance.
Padme had declined his invitation because both she and Anakin's injuries were far from healed. Bail and Breha were very understanding. He and Padme were not in any condition to travel given the physical and emotional pain they were in. Anakin felt the second crushing blow in as many weeks.
He had wanted a daughter so badly. He wondered now if his certainty that their baby was a girl was him connecting to Leia through the Force. He was both envious and grateful of Bail and Breha. Padme's artist friend – and former handmaiden – Eirtae had helped them pick out a gift to send to Bail and Breha for Leia.
But now his grief was spent. He felt numb and his connection to the Force had weakened. He went out of the palace for a walk and despite the pain on his electrocuted leg, he walked for hours. He accepted a ride from public transports here and there taking him further and further from the city. The physicians had told him that getting a new arm would only be possible if they removed what was left of his right arm. Then they could replace his entire arm.
When the emperor electrocuted him with his Force-lightning, he had fried the nerves in the stump making connecting a new prosthetic to the stump impossible. He would also need surgery to repair the cataract that had formed on his right eye and would require a cybernetic implant to recover his vision in that eye.
They also told him he would likely not be able to freely move his right leg ever again. They offered to remove it and replace it with a prosthetic. He was still thinking about his options trying to decide whether he wanted to be half mechanical, half human. He did not like that idea at all! Padme had told him she would stand by whatever decisions he made. The only thing that concerned her was making sure he was alive and well. She didn't care if that meant a few pieces on him were made of metal. He loved her all the more for her unconditional acceptance.
'It's not working,' he thought feeling numb. He was just walking aimlessly it seemed trying to center himself and find a place to connect to the living Force. His random amblings had ended up sending him to a junkyard rather than one of the many forests and nature preserves around the city. He shook his head as he wandered around the yard absently picking up random bits of wires, metal casings and other electronic discards and putting them in his pockets.
'Why am I picking up this junk?' he thought as he finally realized what he was doing. He was about to reach in his pockets to throw away the pieces when a familiar feeling prickled at his Jedi senses. Surprised, he took a deep breath and let his feet be guided by the Force.
'I'm still doing it! I'm not letting go and trusting the Force!' he scolded himself as the feeling got stronger. He reached a large pile of rusted battle droids and debris that looked like it was leftover from the Trade Federation's invasion of Naboo almost 15 years ago. He lowered himself to his knees, ignoring the pain on his right leg. He closed his eyes and gave himself fully to the Force.
The pile began to shift and carefully move aside. He opened his eyes and saw buried in the sand under the pile something metallic. He crawled forward and dug until he pulled it out. For the first time in weeks he felt his confidence surge!
'Obi-Wan's lightsaber!' he thought full of joy! Obi-Wan had told him that he had lost his first lightsaber in his first duel against Darth Maul. The lightsaber he had carried was Master Qui-Gon's saber. His hand around the hilt of his master's saber restored his confidence and he finally made his decision. He turned around and headed back to the palace, this time he called for a cab to pick him up…
"I don't know Sola…it doesn't seem right," Padme sighed. Anakin paused just outside their quarters in the palace. Padme's sister was suggesting he and Padme have a ceremony to renew their vows before returning to Coruscant. While their grief was still so near. a party was the furthest thing from his mind but he could also sense that Padme wanted this.
"Pardon me for eavesdropping ladies… but I think its good idea," Anakin began as he entered the room putting his grief aside. It was time for him to think about Padme and what she needed.
"I know it feels off what with our baby gone but this could be a new beginning for us," he added. Padme looked at him with a little bit of hope. After so much death and pain they needed a moment to recover some part of what they lost.
"Are you sure?" Padme insisted but he could see more clearly now the spark of hope in her eyes. He smiled, full of love for her.
"I am absolutely sure that I want all of your family and friends to know how much I love you," Anakin replied stroking her cheek. He was rewarded with a full smile from Padme, cheers from her teenaged nieces and her sister Sola. She started to kiss him when the queen arrived with a couple of her handmaidens and Governor Panaka.
"I am sorry for interrupting," Queen Apailana announced as she arrived. Sola and her daughters made a bee line for the door as they spotted the person walking with the queen. Padme and Sabe became stone faced and solemn. You didn't need to be force-sensitive to feel the resentment that boiled deep beneath the calm faces. Padme quickly moved forward to greet her.
"Not at all your highness," Padme greeted the queen warmly and Panaka coolly Anakin noted. Anakin shuffled towards the new arrivals, exaggerating the damage in his leg.
"It is good to see you up and about Master Jedi," the queen greeted him very warmly. Anakin tried not to laugh at the young woman's open defiance. The Jedi were "disbanded" and the staff had been told to refer to him as General Skywalker not by his Jedi title. He had learned very quickly that even saying the word Jedi was something to be feared.
"Thanks in no small part to your kind hospitality your highness," Anakin bowed but the queen moved forward to boldly shake his hand in both of hers.
"I am still allowed to host my friends at least," she replied giving Panaka a defiant glare as she released Anakin's hand. Anakin had to put his mirth in check at the queen's continued defiance.
"One would think her highness would be a little more grateful for the peace and security the Empire offers," Panaka retorted in a dangerous growl. Queen Apailana and Panaka suddenly were staring each other down when Padme put her considerable diplomatic skills in play.
"We are grateful for your work Governor. We know how much you care for the well-being of Naboo and all its citizens. Anakin and I were discussing our plans for our return to Coruscant when you arrived," Padme interrupted trying to diffuse the tension suddenly rising between Panaka and Queen Apailana.
"Yes, our new Governor has informed me you will continue to serve our world in the Senate," Queen Apailana remarked though her disdain for Panaka's new title was a little too obvious. Anakin thought perhaps he might chat with the Queen privately at some point. She was flirting with danger and he would rather someone strong like her be around a long time. The future needed people like her quietly building toward it.
"Yes, my wife will continue to serve her people and I will support her in any way I can," Anakin put in diplomatically, though that had never been his strong suit.
"I look forward to working with the Empire for the good of all its citizens," Padme added graciously.
"I will happily convey that to the Emperor. He was pleased to hear of your survival General Skywalker. I am leaving for Coruscant tomorrow but I will be back next week," Panaka announced solemnly. Padme recognized his very cross tone as he explained the Governors were meeting with the Emperor this week. Once the Empire was properly organized Emperor Palpatine would call the Senators back to start the next session of the senate. In an effort to ease tension she extended and invitation to her nuptials to both of them.
"Without all the bureaucratic nonsense of the Republic, this will happen quickly," Panaka did not hide his disdain for the Galactic Republic.
"I would love to be there for you Padme," Panaka added more softly, genuinely happy for his old protégé. His face was turned away from Anakin, his eyes on Padme making a very obvious effort to ignore Queen Apailana and further antagonize her. Anakin felt an alarm from the Force and realized that Queen Apailana was about to say something that would put her in the sights of the Emperor – and not in a good way. He locked eyes with the queen.
'Please,' he mouthed the word, letting her see the fear he felt for her life in his face. Surprised, the young queen's mouth opened then closed again.
"I would be honored if you would let me host this event Senator Amidala," Apailana added graciously, her emotions obviously mastered.
"Yes your highness I do believe that two of our planet's greatest heroes deserve some fanfare," Panaka agreed magnanimously. The queen visibly restrained herself from saying something scathing.
"My staff and I will begin preparations then," she added in the calm stoic tone that was characteristic of Naboo elected royals. Anakin let out softly the breath he had been holding. He reached out to the young queen and took her hand. He bowed as best as his semi paralyzed leg would let him.
"Thank you your highness. We are honored by your gracious hospitality," Anakin said with a slight relieved smile.
"It is I who am honored General Skywalker," the queen replied a little sadly and with a polite but neutral goodbye to Panaka she and her handmaidens left. Anakin made a note that he would find a way to speak with Queen Apailana soon. Her anger was understandable but it put her in danger. The future needed people like her…and she was the same age Ahsoka was when she first became his padawan. He felt drawn to protecting her.
Once he and Padme were alone he showed her what he had found in the junkyard.
"Where did you find this? We looked for it for years!?" Padme exclaimed surprised. The casing was crushed and some of the components were damaged but the kyber crystal was intact.
"In a junkyard…it was calling me!" Anakin replied, his heart becoming lighter with the thought that Obi-Wan in some way was helping him. Padme smiled as he explained that he would use the crystal to rebuild his saber. He had plenty of experience building sabers, he was always losing them.
"This certainly makes things easier!" exclaimed Sabe joining in their enthusiasm. No one had asked them about Anakin's lightsaber yet but she was certain it was a matter of time. Sabe had seen someone sneaking in to the morgue. Little Kani had been in Anakin and Padme's suite at the hospital in a little med-pod but someone stole the records and DNA samples for Kani Skywalker.
Sabe had switched out Kani's DNA for a sample taken from Luke when he was born. Anakin force-wrecking the morgue had made that task easy! She and Padme had been certain the Emperor would try to make sure that Anakin's son was dead too. A boy from Anakin was certain to be a danger to him because of the prophecy of the chosen one. Luke was safe thanks to Sabe and Padme's foresight.
"We were planning on saying your saber was lost in the fight with the separatists," Padme explained.
"Now you don't have to! I can build a new casing for Obi-Wan's crystal and make it look like my lightsaber," he replied grinning happily, feeling closer to his old self.
"Where's Tonra?" he asked but before she could answer Capt. Tonra came walking in. His face was somber and Anakin could feel his renewed grief. After a brief greeting, he handed Padme a data pad.
"The report from Mandalore, Senator," he announced sadly. He locked a grief stricken look with Sabe as Padme and Anakin huddled together to read the missive. Padme covered her mouth as tears ran down her face. Darth Maul had escaped and Ahsoka had perished under Order 66 along with Capt. Rex. Anakin read the message carefully once more. No body had been recovered for Ahsoka, only her lightsabers and the mutilated remains of Capt. Rex.
"Nice move Snips!" he chuckled darkly. Sabe, Padme and Tonra stared at him confused.
"I've been through this test with Ahsoka enough times! I know how it ends! The Emperor underestimates her and that's just perfect!" Anakin continued with a maniacal grin on his face.
"Anakin what are saying?" Padme demanded. He smiled at Padme absolutely feeling like his cocky self again.
"Ahsoka lives!" he announced to his little group. He was so confident of this, she might as well have called him and to let her know she was ok. He looked again, he wasn't sure about Rex but he was willing to bet he was alive too. Rex would never let anyone hurt her, not even his brothers
'Oh yes! My padawan lives,' thought Anakin feeling truly alive again! He knew without a shadow of a doubt that she would find her way back to him...
The first thing the Force drew him to after discovering his Padawan as alive, was music! He didn't understand why, as he had never been too interested in arts but he hearing Rabe sing one night during a meeting with the queen he felt drawn to it. He had chosen not to replace his arm, his leg or his eye. The Force was guiding him against this choice so he listened. It made learning to play an instrument a bit awkward – but he was Jedi so not impossible, just awkward.
He studied diligently with Rabe as Padme held endless meetings with the Queen and Panaka - mostly separately - to figure out what her role in the Empire was actually going to be. On the surface it looked as if little would actually change. But Anakin knew better, in the end it would matter little what the senators might think they could accomplish. The Sith only cared about the power they exercised over living beings, nothing more, they would step on anyone or anything that gets in the way.
If Palpatine was capable of taking out the Jedi order and the Republic, both of which had stood for millennia, he could take out anyone! Padme and her other allies among both the senate and Naboo's elected officials had to be careful. Anakin had asked Padme to talk to Queen Apalaina about her defiance and it seemed that whatever Padme said had calmed the tensions between Panaka and the legitimate Naboo government, especially the queen.
"You definitely need to sing this to Padme at the party!" Rabe exclaimed after a rehearsal for the wedding. Rabe had encouraged Anakin to write Padme a song for the wedding. She was impressed not only with the speed at which he learned but his raw talent.
"I don't know…its kind of silly," he thought feeling unusually self-conscious.
"Trust me! You have to sing this! She will love it!" Rabe insisted full of cheer. When Rabe had tasked him to write a song, he had wanted to write something soft and profound. But when he searched the Force for advice, his mind had been turned to the first time he had held Padme as her husband. The reckless and wonderful euphoria that he had felt after the first time he made love to his wife filled him. The song had flowed out of him quickly after that.
"I'm with Rabe! You definitely need to sing it!" Tonra added with a grin on his face. Their enthusiasm was contagious so he finally agreed.
'We've had enough sadness so what's the harm in a little silly fun,' he thought as he agreed.
Bail and Breha Organa were invited to the wedding but being parents to an 8 week old baby meant they could not go off world to parties. Bail wanted to spend every second he could with his wife and daughter before the senate sessions started again. There was a good chance that Padme would see very little of him this coming year. Padme and Anakin obviously understood and it warmed their hearts to see the love and devotion in their eyes for little Leia.
Governor Panaka had delivered an invitation to the Emperor who of course politely declined. He was supposed to still be "recovering" from the attempted assassination by the Jedi. Anakin knew it was more about consolidating his power and trying to figure out how to control him now that his trap had failed. Anakin put that test out of his mind, today was for Padme.
Stay in the moment Anakin…be mindful of the living Force
Master Qui-Gon's voice floated towards him for the first time since the darkness in between life and death. Anakin smiled; there was a touch of mischief in the Jedi Master's voice. He took a deep calming breath as he waited at the altar for his beloved to arrive…
For Padme it was liberating in a way to have all her friends and family here. She was happy for the first time in weeks, perhaps because she no longer had to hide how she felt about Anakin. She could see that spark coming back to him. His eyes were full of that fire she loved so much about him. They danced across the room just living in the moment, allowing themselves just to be in love again leaving grief and pain behind at least for today.
Rabe sang some very beautiful new songs then she kicked up the band to play more lively music. As Padme kicked off her heels and Sabe helped her remove the lacy headdress from her hair, the older guests took that as their cue to take their leave so the younger guests could let their hair down and party.
The young men started taking off their jackets and unbuttoning their shirts a little as the ballroom got warmer and rowdier. They drank deeply of the large casks of toniray wine the Organa family had sent as a gift. Padme was cheerfully surprised when Rabe announced Anakin was going to perform something for his wife. They cheered as Anakin began to climb up the stage.
Since waking from the pod Anakin had been wearing Naboo royal fashions. He found them restrictive compared to the comfortable Jedi robes he was used to wearing. The wine allowed him to throw caution to the wind as he removed his shirt. Cat calls and whistles went up in the crowd as Anakin removed his vest and finally his shirt. Tonra and some of the other young men in the crowd followed Anakin's example. Padme moved up close to the stage as Rabe started up the band again and handed Anakin a hand held microphone.
Lord Almighty,
I feel my temperature rising
Higher higher
It's burning through to my soul
Baby, baby, baby
You gonna set me on fire
My brain is flaming
I don't know which way to go
Padme stared in utter amazement at Anakin. She danced, cheered and waved her arms as Anakin's rich voice filled the ballroom.
Your kisses lift me higher
Like the sweet song of a choir
You light my morning sky
With burning love
Ooh, ooh, ooh,
I feel my temperature rising
Help me, I'm flaming
I must be a hundred and nine
Burning, burning, burning
And nothing can cool me
I just might turn into smoke
But I feel fine
His eyes locked with hers as he sang and she felt herself come alive again. He was her wild beautiful Anakin once more. For the first time in weeks she was full of hope.
'Cause your kisses lift me higher
Like a sweet song of a choir
And you light my morning sky
With burning love
It's coming closer
The flames are reaching my body
Please won't you help me
I feel like I'm slipping away
It's hard to breath
And my chest is just a-heaving
Lord have mercy,
Burning a hole in me…
He swayed his hips and poured himself into the performance stirring the crowd into a frenzy! Ahsoka had always accused her master of being a big old show off. She was not wrong!
'Cause your kisses lift me higher
Like the sweet song of a choir
You light my morning sky
With burning love
With burning looove
Ah, ah burning love
I'm just a hunk, a hunk of burning love!
I'm just a hunk, a hunk of burning love!
He was electric and she found herself easily being drawn in by the magic of her beloved Anakin Skywalker!
I'm just a hunk, a hunk of burning…. Looooove!
As he held that last note and ended the song thunderous cheers went through the crowd at the party. Anakin bowed then returned the mic to Rabe. He made his way down the steps of the stage into the waiting arms of his bride. Her face was alight with hope and joy! He was glad that he had followed Rabe and Tonra's advice and sang this song. Later that evening in each other's arms they rediscovered their passion for each other and hope for the future…
Thanks for reading! Hopefully I can upload more soon! Let me know if there is a character you are curious to see pop up. This is a what if so I'm open to suggestions. I know Cal Kestis is next for me but I am not sure I wanna mess with any of the plot points of Rebels. Not sure if I will write anything about Kanan yet...who knows tho...