A/N: This little piece was written quite some time ago between me working on "The Legend of Potter" and "The Cost of War". I've never been able to do anything with this, but I didn't want to leave it as a one shot. As you have all noticed this is my first deviation from anything Harry Potter my Archive Rejects. In fact, it is straight forward Star Wars all the way. This is also one of my shortest works yet.

Summary: Post-KotOR II. LSM Revan. Revan/Bastila. Takes place eight years after Knights of the Old Republic, three after Knight of the Old Republic II: The Sith Lords. An emotional homecoming for Revan on Dantooine and a re-union between Revan and Bastila and the meeting of a special someone...
Untitled SW FanFic: Chapter Title: Homecoming

She smiled at her eight year old daughter. She was so much like her father it was scary sometimes. She was also incredibly strong in the Force, as strong as he had been at that same age. The young girl learned at a very accelerated pace, much like her father and her thinking process could probablly match his wit and strategic genius.

Yet, she was also very different from him in many ways. She was every bit as perceptive as her mother and just as stubborn when she wanted to be. She also had a very tight control over her blossoming powers the her mother always had, and her father had not achieved until after he had joined the Republic during the Mandalorian Wars.

She was a near perfect combination of both her mother and her father. She had many of their strengths and a few of their weaknesses and the woman had little doubt that her daughter would be something great.

The woman noticed her daughter concentrating on a far corner of the destroyed courtyard. The woman looked to where her daughter was looking, yet saw nothing. She looked back to her daughter. The little girl was still eyeing the same spot.

The woman closed her eyes and stretched out with her feelings. Even with her considerable powers with the Force the woman sensed nothing.

"Mommy... Who is that man?" asked the girl in a whisper, "He looks sad."

The girl frowned.

The woman's eyes cut immediately moved back to the corner. Still she neither saw nor sensed anyone nearby. Yet, she was beginning to feel something long forgotten, like an echo in a canyon traveling hundred of miles in an open space.

It all suddenly came at her in a rush.

Pain. Sadness. Heartbreak. She felt all of these emotions, yet none of them were her own.

The emotions, they had come from... her forgotten bond, she realized. The very same bond she had with... Him...

Slowly, as if a heavy fog had been lifted, a man dressed in black robes and a red and black breastplate and mask with a black hooded cloak materialized. When he fully appeared, he fell to his knees.

He reached up with both hands and slowly pulled the mask off of his face. For the first time in eight years, the woman saw a face she had nearly convinced herself she would never see again. He looked almost exactly as he had all those years ago. His scruffy black hair was a bit longer and messier than it had been back then and his brilliant green eyes were brimming with tears, but essentially, he was the same. At last, he had come home.

"Hey, Bast..." he said after a moment of absolute silence.

"R-Rev-Revan!" she stuttered out, tears leaking from her own amber colored eyes.

The girl's eyes went inside at the name. Each looked at each other motionlessly. The girl gave her mother a calculating and questioning look, which Bastila answered with a slight nod, though her eyes near left the kneeling Former Dark Lord of the Sith.

Revan's gaze moved from Bastila to the little girl hesitantly approaching him.

She stopped a few feet in front of him and looked at him as if she was judging him. Her gaze was as penetrating as her mother's and her head was tilted slightly to the side as if trying to come up with an answer to an unknown riddle.

"D-Daddy...?" she asked hesitantly.

Revan's eyes widened for a brief moment before he shut them tightly. Eight years had gone by and not once had he ever seen his daughter- he hadn't even been aware of her existence and yet her she was standing in front of him. Tears began to flow freely down his cheeks and nodded.

The girl stepped forward bravely and wrapped her arms around his neck in a tight hug, which he gladly returned. He held his daughter tightly, afraid to let go... Afraid to open his eyes and find that his little girl, his little princess was but an illusion.

Bastila couldn't stop the tears flowing as she watched Revan meet his- their- daughter for the very first time. The fact that their Force Bond, hers and Revan's, had returned and she was feeling not only hers, but Revan's emotions as well, was almost more than she could take.

Bastila walked over to where father and daughter were locked in a loving embrace and wrapped her arms around her lover and child. At long last, she had what she wanted when she found out shortly after Revan's departure beyond the Outer Rim into unknown space that she was pregnant with his child... A family.