Month Three

Rey had made a home on the Falcon even though the resistance was given one of the first homes carved into the greenery of Naboo. It was better this way because Ben would appear sporadically and if Calliope wasn't around it was an arduous task to masquerade her background; in the Falcon she didn't have to do so. She would tinker with a part, help Chewie make repairs, read the sacred texts, or chat with whoever came to see her. Finn would give her updates on the tremendous building speed of the workers. Rose would mostly come to sneak a nap as she'd been working like a dog. Poe and Leia would visit with updates on the other planets they had managed to contact, and which were joining the cause. Flaming the spark they called it. Calliope would visit when she had time, and when she did they would argue about training.

"You don't want me to train you." She would growl before stomping away.

Today, Rey was huddled in the cockpit reading one of the books she had stolen from Master Skywalker. It was hard to comprehend, and the text was so very tiny it made her head hurt to read. She put the down hearing approaching steps. Calliope walked in with a tired smile, and sat across from her. She wore a tan and grey outfit that reminded the scavenger of Master Skywalker's on Ach-to. Calliope's hair had grown into a shaggy mismanaged mess around her face, and dark circles encompassed her eyes.

"Do you mind if I hide out here for a while?" she asked rubbing her neck. Rey shook her head in reply with a small grin in return adjusting the book in her hand.

"Now that takes me back." Calliope acknowledged the book. Rey handed the delicate book over, and nostalgia rippled over the guardian's eyes before quickly closing and handing the book back, "You know you don't need all of that?"

"Have you read them?" she tucked the book close to her chest. Before Calliope could reply the force surrounding them seemed to permeate with darkness and anger. In reaction Calliope grappled images into Rey's mind; a rocky desert with alien screams on the winds. They took a deep breath as Kylo Ren's silhouette faded in before them. His saber active and crackling reacting to it's master.

"You think you can out run me forever?" Kylo Ren's voice was vicious

Rey bit the inside of her cheek at first unsure how to answer. Calliope seemed to be grinning with assured confidence as she leaned back in her chair. The movement was noticed by Kylo, and he pointed the saber towards her.

"What is that thing, next to you?" he sneered.

"I don't know what you're talking about." Rey replied defiantly.

"Don't lie!" Kylo snapped. His eyes ever briefly looked beyond the cockpit, but flickered back to Rey. He deactivated the saber, "I will find you, and when I do you'll have two choices." His nose flared, "I don't think you want to end up like my father."

Calliope departed from her seat clenching her hands tightly inward nails scraping her scarred palm. The Supreme Leader watched the chasm in the force approach him.

"Tell Big Ears you've got a teacher whose going to help you wipe the First Order not only from existence but the universe won't even remember their glimpse of failure. They will have been nothing."

Rey looked at them. Ben didn't tower over her as he did everyone else. They were close in height, similar in stature, and radiating a close demeanor. She couldn't help the grimace growing across her face as Calliope spoke, but realized she couldn't relay the message in its entirety.

"My teacher isn't afraid of the likes of you, and neither am I." she pushed him out of the vision with such force she's nearly sure he stumbled. She looked up at Calliope now whose shoulder's rising and falling at a much fast pace then her own,

"You'll really teach me?"

Calliope turned her head ever so slightly a fierceness in those mauve eyes, "Let's get started."


Both of the girls were sent reeling by Leia's words. Rey started to point out how he had tried Han and herself,

"Don't let him trick you to." She pleaded. Calliope took in the General-; she was tired, weary and growing ever more so each day. It distressed her to think how little time Leia Organa Solo had left. There was something else behind the steady determination in the General's eyes, an understanding- a peace rather.

"I want to see my son before I die." Those words struck both of them as the devastation and implore of her words were so tranquil it was jarring. Leia explained Kylo Ren's conditions and the offer on the table in which they all knew was a ploy.

"He thinks that taking me will end the resistance, "Leia slowly shook her head, "But we all know it won't. It's in such capable and good hands."

Calliope let the tears spill over as she placed a hand on Leia's shoulder, "I'm coming with you."