A/N: Alright chapter six is ready. Shout-out to knobrien21 who helped with the idea for the middle of this chapter! The idea is yours, thanks for letting me use it! Just a note, once again I own nothing, just my story line. It all belongs to Disney, Lucasfilms JJ Abrams and was the brainchild of George Lucas. Not me, no sir.


Chapter Six

Luke opens his eyes, seeing it, but not quite sure if it is real. The Force Ghost smiles sadly down at him. Luke recognizes his eyes, they are the eyes of Vader, the eyes he had only seen once before his father, now and forever Anakin Skywalker, had died in his arms. Though the eyes are familiar, the form is not. Blond hair, so much like his own had been in his youth tousled roughly, a thin but muscular frame, and the clothes simple, earth toned robes. There is no mistaking, this is a Jedi. This is Anakin Skywalker as he had been.

"You recognize me then?"

Luke doesn't know what to say. It takes him much too long to find his voice as the man in front of him watches. "Father?"

"Luke," Anakin steps forward placing a hand on his son's shoulder, an action he knows cannot be felt, not in the traditional sense, but he can see it brings the other man comfort. "You are doing well, better than I ever could have hoped."

Luke laughs. "You haven't been watching these last years then?"

Anakin shakes his head. "I've seen everything, and I am proud of you."

"I abandoned my family when they needed me, I let Ben be taken in by lies, I left my daughter to grow up without a father, my sister has been fighting our fight alone!" Luke sighs. "How is pride an option?"

"Because," Anakin says. "You are fixing it now."

Luke takes in several deep breaths as he centers his thoughts, trying desperately to see the truth in his father's words, but the secret he's keeping from Rey makes it impossible to believe. "Father, how do I start?"

Anakin's face says it all. He knows what Luke means. "Don't wait, don't make the same mistake I did." He smiles as his form begins to shimmer, the blue light growing brighter around him. "Search your feelings. You'll know what to do."

"But… I don't." Luke's voice grows soft. "Father!"

"You will… soon." Anakin's voice is little more than smoke as he fades, the light disappearing in a blink.

Luke stares at the spot where his father had been. He feels the moisture on his cheek as he stands walking to the couch. He doesn't think he can walk past the room where she sleeps. He doesn't want to ruin what progress they've made, but then is it really progress if he is afraid to be honest with her? Even as he stares at the ceiling, he can still feel his father's presence. He remembers the mixed bag of feelings that resulted from Obi-Wan's half truth. Isn't he doing the same thing to Rey? As he falls asleep, he knows it will be anything but peaceful.

He is back on the platform, hanging on. Vader stands above him. "Join me."

Again he feels himself falling, just like before, but when he lands, Vader is still there, and he removes the mask. It is Ben staring down at him, just as he remembers him at age 14. "Why can't I see my dad?" The boy ignites his lightsaber, a bright green blade that morphs and twists until it takes on the shape of the blade of the Knights of Ren, turning blood red. "I'm a knight now, just like you wanted."

"Daddy! Daddy!" The scene changes again. Ben still stands beside him, but now they are at the temple as a First Order Stormtrooper comes for a shadow version of Luke himself from all those years ago, Rey bursting onto the scene, running toward them.

"I could have prevented it." Ben seethes. "You know it Uncle Luke!"

Luke wakes up, breathing heavily noticing that he is clutching the blanket like a life raft. He feels a twist in the Force. Rey.


Sleep is impossible to find. Rey tosses, punching the pillow, sitting up, slamming backwards. She still feels it pulsing through her. Now that she's made first contact, it's impossible to ignore. The Force is all around her, along with those images: the fire, the boy with such hatred in his eyes, Luke Skywalker, all of those children screaming. How do I make it stop?

Come see, come see, come, come. Rey pauses as she hears it, a breathy, slithering hum. It soothes her. She listens as the voice beckons. It doesn't even dawn on her to investigate, until… it does. And then, she is up and out in the hall.

She measures her steps carefully. Come see, just a little further now. She doesn't want to wake Luke. You need to see. She hopes the floor doesn't creak. As she nears the door, she hesitates, but the buzzing in her head is too great to ignore and she turns the knob.

What she sees is quite obviously a private quarters, this she can tell. It is as sparse as the rest of the house: bed, dresser, small table, and a chest at the foot of the bed. The chest has a keyhole, but the chest is where the feeling is strongest, where she knows she must go.

You can open it. The voice is seductive. It has the answers.

Rey looks at the chest, touching it with an outstretched hand. It's handmade, a strong wood and the keyhole is a solid gold. It's lost some of its shine, clearly it is older than the care given it would suggest. She knows without seeing any identifying marker that it belongs to Luke.

Daddy!

She's jolted as she hears the shout in her head, as she collapses to her knees, a scene swimming before her eyes.

"Tell a story Daddy!" She watches. She is in a room similar to this one watching as Luke is sitting on the bed, beside a little girl who holds a toy TIE fighter, hopping up and down making flying noises in between begging for a story. Somehow she recognizes the girl, knows her from somewhere.

"I don't know." Luke looks to the ceiling. "Are you really tired enough for a story?"

The girl stops bouncing and begins yawning. "Yes. Tell the Death Star Daddy." She curls up closer, reminding Rey of a cat.

"Really? That one?" Luke sighs. "Don't you want to hear a nice calm one tonight?"

"Death Star!" The girl pouts. Rey looks at her closer, gasping as Luke laughs running a hand through the girl's hair.

"Alright, get under Rey." Luke stands holding the covers as she crawls under disappearing for a minute before she pops up.

"I had never piloted a TIE fighter before… but your Aunt Leia needed all the help she could get…"

Rey moves her hand, backing away as if she'd been burnt. "No… it can't be." She finds herself unable to leave the room, her mind brimming with more questions than before. She doesn't know why, but she finds herself crawling into the bed and closing her eyes as she feels the Force present and changing, but somehow, the fire doesn't burn so bright, and the screams don't seem so loud here.


"General Organa!" Leia gave a sad smile as Poe Dameron stood.

"At ease Commander." Leia says. She looks around the medic's wing, letting her eyes fall last on the boy, designation FN-2187, better known as Finn where he lay on life support. "How is he?"

"Not much has changed, he's still breathing." Poe sighs kicking the leg of the cot in frustration. "If I could get my hands on Kylo Ren…"

Leia is grateful that the pilot doesn't notice her change in expression, too focused on his injured friend. She pictures Han, falling, the last thing he sees his son's face twisted into something unrecognizable. The gasp escapes as she feels the tears come.

"General Organa?" Poe frowns as he puts a hand on her shoulder awkwardly. "I'm so, so sorry."

"Thank you Poe." She wipes her face with the back of her hand. "I'm sorry too." She looks to Finn. "I'm sure he'll pull through. He's a tough kid."

"I know." Poe smiles as he remembers the crash, the fear, and the excitement of seeing him again after thinking he was dead, gone with the wreckage. You can't die now dammit!

Leia gives the friends one last glance before she sneaks away, beginning her walk of the base. She nods to those she passes, gives the necessary answers as questions are asked, but the only thing she can think about is Rey, whether she's found Luke, and how much Luke has told her. With thoughts of her brother, of course comes thoughts of her husband and son, and once she's let them pass through her mind, they stick.

She saw Luke enter not much later then he had left to go after Han, but something was different. He didn't smile when she looked at him for confirmation, he barely responded to Rey when she asked him to play one of her recent favorite games modeled after their adventures. It was something that would excite him at any other time, but now he just told her to play with Ben, that he had a lot on his mind and wouldn't make a very good playmate as he retreated into the den.

"Aunty Leia, what did you used to call Uncle Han?" She heard Rey's question, turning to her.

"Something you shouldn't know the meaning of yet." Leia smiled offhandedly before turning back to the door where Luke had just left and following.

She sat on the far end of the couch, putting a bit of distance between herself and Luke. She knew when he was like this that proximity was the last thing he wanted. That didn't mean she wasn't going to talk to him though. "What happened?"

"I was wrong." Luke looked at her. "I screwed up Leia."

She raised her eyebrows. She could imagine what Han's reaction had been. She knew Han better than anyone, and if Luke was this uneasy it hadn't gone well. "He'll come around."

Luke looked at her then, straight on. "Do you think it's the right thing, to train Ben? Be honest."

Leia sighed. This was the question she had been dreading. "I don't know." She really didn't. "I don't know a lot about the Force, I don't know whether Ben's sensitive, but I trust you Luke. Han does too. He'll see." She walked over to Luke putting a hand on his shoulder. "This will keep Ben safe?"

Luke nodded. "I would never let anything happen to him. You have my word."

Leia smiled. "That's all I need." They heard the sound of arguing, Leia recognizes her son's impression of Han.

"I guess the kids need a Jedi huh?" Luke laughed shaking his head.

"You always managed to keep the peace."

"I'm on it." Luke walked away toward the kitchen where the kids were in the middle of their game.

Once Luke was gone Leia allowed the tears she had been holding back to fall. It was the truth what she had told Luke, but the other darker truth remained. She wasn't sure her son would be safe at all, and she wasn't sure she disagreed with Han. But she would put her faith in her brother. She had to, otherwise the fear of what Ben was capable of would choke her.

"General Organa!" Leia is pulled from her memory by the shout. "General Organa, the boy is awake."


A/N: Okay, so Luke is, for lack of a better phrase being haunted by the past, Rey knows about her relationship to Luke and we got Leia's perspective on the situation with Ben, saw Poe, and Finn is awake! So... thoughts, ideas of what could be next for Rey and Luke. I'm still taking training suggestions for Luke and Rey if you have any ideas that I should put in. Some tidbits for next chapter: Finn questions Leia and vice versa, Rey confronts Luke, in flashback the family dynamic takes a turn and Luke leaves with Ben and Rey. Also fast forward a bit to Ben's training as Kylo Ren realizes what has changed.