Adrianne Palicki as Lilah Amidala

Shelley Hennig as Thalia Kenobi

We don't own Star Wars. (Only our plot points)

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Everyone started to come together in a small group once more after everything calmed down. They had been able to make hyperspace and were now home free from the Empire. Han grinned to himself, taking off his gloves and sitting down on his pilot's chair. "Not a bad bit of rescuing, huh!" Han said, as Chewie rose to check the ship for damage in the aft section. He took notice of the princess and Thalia and spoke to them; "You know, sometimes I amaze even myself."

Leia remained seated in her chair. "That doesn't sound too hard." With someone as self-centered as Solo she didn't see that impressing him was very hard. "They let us go. It's the only explanation for the ease of our escape." Leia aptly pointed out they were simply let go. The Empire never let anyone go unless the dark side organization got something in return.

"Easy!" Han said, raising his eyebrow quizzically. "You call that easy?"

"They're tracking us." Cassian insisted, standing off to the side while Thalia and Lilah and Luke stood near each other. The younger ones were keeping quiet for the most part at the moment. He agreed as he carefully watched the others. No way would the Empire just allow them to escape.

"Not this ship." Han said once more. There was no way in the stars the Empire would be able to track his ship.

"Leia and Cassian are right, they're probably tracking the ship." Lilah admitted, standing tall next to Thalia, both shared somber looks. As much as she hated to admit it, the Princess and the rebel officer were probably right.

"I agree with Lilah," Thalia breathed, brown eyes wandering around the group. She would rather have Han believe whatever the male wants to believe in for the moment.

"At least the information in Artoo-Detoo is still intact." The princess breathed to everyone in the room.

"What's so important?" Han asked for the first time. He didn't know much about what was going on with the princess and the droids. "What's he carrying?" Maybe he was curious. He knew it had to be important. It must have been worth some lives too apparently.

Ben's face flashed in their mind.

Thalia didn't know much, only what was on Leia's message about the droid holding battle plans that the rebels needed. Lilah, Luke, Ben, herself and the droids knew, but they never told Han or Chewie.

"The technical readouts of that battle station." The Princess explained to them all and Cassian's dark face lit up. For a moment you could see several emotions, finally landing on a strangled sort of happiness. So his team hadn't died for nothing. There was still hope. "I only hope that when the data is analyzed, a weakness can be found." It meant they could possibly put an end to it. They had to find the weakness.

"So it's not over." Lilah breathed out and looked at the princess in white. If that droid really was carrying the plans for the Death Star the rebels had a chance then to destroy it. She knew Han would probably reject this idea.

"It is me, Sunshine." Han comments to the group gathered, his blue eyes remained on Lilah as he spoke, reminding everyone why he was even in the group to begin with. "Look, I ain't in it for the revolution, and I'm not in it for you, Princess. I expect to be well paid. I'm in it for the money." He finished, a smirk on his face. It was true that this situation wasn't for him. All he wanted was to pay off his debts to Jabba the Hutt and fly into the far off reaches of the galaxy with no one coming to find him for his head.

"Han," Thalia warned the pilot. Solo had been so helpful within the whole situation when they were on the Death Star. She honestly thought the male would join them on the adventure.

"It's fine. Miss. Kenobi." Leia explained toward the younger female. She knew how to deal with men like Han Solo and spat, "If money's all you want, you'll receive it."

The comment out of Leia's mouth made Lilah wince in her head a little. But she had a point. Solo seemed to only (at least outwardly) care about the money. She gave the captain a look and shook her head as she stood up from her seat.

"Idiot." Lilah deadpanned.

"Speaking of idiots," Han spoke up, blue eyes moving toward Cassian at that very moment. He knew Andor was hiding something from everyone within the group. It was getting annoying that no one had called the rebel out on his story. "What does he know about everything that's going on?"

R2-D2 gave a few beeps.

Thalia caught onto what the droid was talking about. "R2 just spoke about a team that Cassian was appear of and sent the rebel's the plans." Her brown eyes wandered around the room. Letting everyone take in the new form of knowledge. "But what happened to your team?" Did they get away and Andor didn't? Or were they no longer among the living force like her father was?

"They died." Cassian's words were far too blunt that even he winced. Yet the pain on his face was real, Lilah felt his pain and it was crushing. Nothing could mask that. "We were on a mission to get the plans, I...I was captured before they destroyed the Scarif base." Something he wished hadn't happened. "They made me watch as they destroyed it-knowing my friends were on it." He squeezed his eyes shut tightly as if trying to chase away the bad memories.

Dead silence echoed through the halls and Lilah was the first to step up to him. "But now you know it wasn't in vain. You got the plans, and now we can act accordingly." Now they could find retribution in all of this. Nothing else could be said and Cassian nodded, knowing she was right.

Han didn't want to say anything, but he had to know where he was going to fly them. "Can someone tell me where we're going?"

"The fourth moon of the planet Yavin." Leia explained to Han.

It was impossible for a starship to change course in hyperspace, the Falcon had to drop back into realspace before making another jump to the Yavin system. While checking the nav computer calculations for the journey to Yavin's fourth moon, Han wondered if anyone-with or without the precious technical readouts-would be able to destroy the Death Star. He doubted it very much.


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As the group continued to Yavin IV the ship was more of a somber tone now. Now that everything had calmed down, Lilah, Thalia, and Luke could grief for their fallen father, friend, and master. Cassian had come by to sit with Thalia in a part of the ship, knowing she was in pain. Luke had attempted to comfort but she brushed it off.

"When I lost my team, I grieved-I still am." Cassian admits to the younger woman. His tone is gentle, kind. "Your father seemed like a good man."

Thalia turned her head toward the rebel that spoke. "He was." Agreeing with a sorrow filled voice about her father being a good man. A good man that took in and watched over Lilah when the strong willed female had no one felt. A good man to teach Luke the path of the Jedi. A Good man to marry her mother. "He always saw the potential of everyone he met. I believe he got that from my mother."

Maria always looked toward others and saw the good in everyone. She believed slightly different teachings than the Jedi did. That light and dark were two sides of the same coin. Both paths of the Force exist to balance each other out to bring perfect balance. Anyone can be redeemed no matter what they have done within the galaxy and all the harm and darkness they brought to others. It was considered a strange way of thinking. An old way of thinking according to the last living Jedi that Thalia heard about from Obi-Wan and Maria that being Master Yoda.

"What happened to her?" Cassian asked, his tone telling her that he wanted to know but didn't want to push. "You're mother?"

"She died a few weeks ago on Tatooine from an illness." Thalia explained to the rebel. She had been by her mother's bedside with Obi-Wan when Maria Fairchild Kenobi passed into the Force. Within Thalia's lifetime she has watched both her parents pass away into the Force in front of her. One killed by the Emperor's Dark Knight and the other dying from sickness. They were in the Force now. She'll see them both again.

"I lost my parents when I was very young, so I know how hard it is." Cassian nodded to her, his hands laced in front of him. He had lost his parents and then his new family. They had all lost people. Luke his aunt and uncle and now Ben, Thalia her mother and now her father, and Lilah countless family members as well and now Ben. "When we land, will you join? The rebellion I mean?" His question isn't at all pushy, but honestly curious.

The original plan was to go to the planet of Alderaan to deliver R2-D2, who had the Death Star plans within his system, to the rebels. Leia's father. It was never talked about what they would do after only teaching the Force to Luke and completing Lilah and Thalia's training. There had been no talk about joining the rebel alliance.

"I believe so," Thalia answered after a moment of silence passed between them. Lilah was her only family now with her father gone. The young Kenobi didn't wish to leave Lilah behind and return to Tatooine alone. Luke she couldn't speak for because the farm boy always wanted to leave the planet. "I have nothing else left anywhere else." She had family on the planet of Naboo, her mother's homeworld; only Thalia met them once during Padmé's funeral when the young Kenobi met Lilah for the first time. "Did you join the rebellion because of no place to go?" Or did Cassian always believe in the cause to fight against the Empire? Maybe Thalia was curious and wanted to know something about the man. He caught the young female's interest. The first man that she could remember to do so within only a few words.

Cassian didn't quite know how to answer that, because nobody ever asked him that before. They asked him why, but never that. "I don't know." He hummed admittedly in the back of his throat. "I was a child when I joined. I don't think I ever really got the chance to think about that." And then the next thing he knew this was the only life he ever knew. He couldn't imagine life outside of it now.

Thalia stared into his eyes and was almost taken back by the answer that he never gave much thought to her question. But kept her mouth shut and decided to change the topic. Trying to get off the sorrow of loss and death and bitterness for the time being. "What do you do for the Rebellion? Your job I mean. I used to work around my home." Cooking, clearing, Jedi training with Qui-Gon Jinn when the time arrived. Sometimes Jedi training with Lilah and her father. The memories made a smile grow to her face. "Then I just trained in weapons and gathering information." Whenever she went into the market in town which was few and far in between. Lilah and Thalia once met Luke there, though briefly, Lilah stated once she believed the farm boy would be a great pilot one day before leaving with Thalia to go back home. "I guess I could help the rebellion by gathering information."

"I happen to be an intelligence officer." Cassian nodded to her, a small smile breaking on his face. It was comforting and light, and he did have a great smile. They could use another officer. "Your friend-Lilah-she seems to be more of the fighting type." From what he assessed, Lilah was a leader, she was headstrong and almost reckless but also mission going. Thalia was also headstrong, but almost seemed to lack the reckless trait her friend had.

"She is." Thalia agreed, a nod toward him. She knew Lilah for years and always knew that the other female would protect anyone with her life. "I like thinking everything over before I act." Much like her mother Thalia was according to Obi-Wan. Thalia looked Cassian directly in the eyes and asked; "Did you know someone like her?"

Cassian's smile drops fast and his lips tremble. "I did." he says all too quietly as recent memories flood him once more. They are still painful to him, and he's still all too aware that Lilah was too much like Jyn. "You should get some rest, we'll be arriving soon." He suddenly gives a small smile once again. They will be arriving soon.


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Lilah was much like her father, the internal suffering type Ben called it. It wasn't until night, after the others had gone to sleep, did she break out a bottle she found and drank. It was clear she was crying quietly, her eyes were red and she had tear stains on her cheeks. She had been affected more than she showed.

When she sensed someone close her head snapped up fast, and she wiped her tears away. "Who's there?" She called out quietly, trying to keep her voice strong.

Han was walking the halls of the Falcon when he heard the noise of someone breaking into his drinking cabinet that he kept on the Falcon. He originally thought it was Chewie because of the crazy day they had with these strangers from the desert planet where the crime lord that wanted Han's head on a golden plate lives. Han was going to join Chewie for a drink until he caught the sound of the female voice calling out.

"Lilah," Han asked in surprise, moving into view for the female to see him. She just broke into his liquor cabinet, he should be furious. Only he wasn't. "What are you doing?"

Lilah quickly wiped away any stray tears, but evidence she was crying was there. Fair cheeks stained with tears. "Drinking, would you like to join?" She offered Han the bottle after she drank a little more from it. She was thinking it was some bad dream, but it wasn't. Her voice was more checked than she cared for. She had been so close to the old man. The only man she ever saw as anything close to a father.

He had taught her so much. He taught her to be a Jedi, to live in the ways of the Force.

Han took the drink from Lilah and drank from the bottle. It was always fun to drink with someone then alone. The Smuggler could figure out why Lilah had been drinking from the bottle without much care while crying. It was about an old man. The old ancient religion of a Jedi Knight that they lost on the Death Star.

"So Ben, Thalia's father. He was a father to you, right?" Han asked, once he got a nod he continued. "Did you ever know your real one?" Maybe he was pushing the line, but he wanted to know. No family in the galaxy was whole anymore since before The Clone Wars. Lives were lost on both sides with innocents caught in the middle of the battlefield.

"No he died before I was even born and my mother...she died in childbirth." Lilah drew her knees for a second and took back the bottle to drink more. She had to be careful though, knowing they would be arriving soon and she couldn't be in a drunken stupor. "My aunt died- and then he took me in and trained me. Then my entire family was wiped out." She shook her head and rubbed her eyes again. "People close to me tend to die. Sometimes I think I'm some sort of bringer of death."

Han let his blue eyes drift toward the strong woman before him, he felt sorrow grow within his heart. He met others that have felt like Lilah before and sometimes they start to drift away from other people because the loss after loss makes them numb. Makes them bitter and believing they were angels of death.

Lilah had been through so much within her short time within the galaxy and felt like an angel of death.

"I don't think so." Han stated, looking at Lilah with a cocky smile forming on his face. "You don't look like you can doom anyone." He lifted his right hand and clasped it onto her own. The female's hands were ruff and smooth to the touch. "I think it's the galaxy that's out to get us." Every day it seemed to Han that the galaxy was always out to get him. Half-the galaxy wanted his head because of Jabba. The other half disliked people like Han. While the few that did like Han stuck around.

Lilah was surprised once again by him, the sudden sweet nature of the man. Gruff as he was, he apparently had his moments. "I think the galaxy likes to play cruel jokes." Her laugh that came afterwards was mirthless, lacking everything, and it sounded hollow.

Lilah's laugh sounded like music to Han's ears. He grinned to himself in return. "You can say that. I truly believe you are an angel." Not an angel of death. "A really good one. That's why I call you sunshine. You shine brightly like the sun when someone looks at you." Like a flame ready to burst against the darkness. A blazing light. Lilah could be the sun in any center of the universe and still manages to shine no matter what happens in the future.

This time Lilah gave a real smile, then she downed the last drop of the bottle. "Who knew you were caring?" She said and got up with perfect balance. Apparently she had a great tolerance level or a high balance rate-probably both. "I'm going to rest now. Thank you, Han." She meant that too.