A/N: Happy New Year everyone! I wanted to make a Han Solo version of the previous chapter, so here it is! Thank you all for the reviews and favorites from the previous chapter, and I hope you all enjoy this one! I am thinking about creating a chapter story about Kylo Ren and Captain Phasma similar to this story in that they actually joined the First Order to get close to Snoke and destroy him from the inside. Would any of you all be interested in seeing that? Let me know! And finally, enjoy! :)

Two Sides of the Same Coin - Part II: HAN SOLO

As Han Solo and Chewie made their way to leave the Starkiller Base, Han saw him. His son was storming across the long bridge, his black cape waving violently behind him. At least, he thought it was his son. Kylo Ren had destroyed many parts of the man that was Ben Solo, but Han knew that there were still parts of Ben alive deep within Ren. He had promised Leia that he would bring their son back, and he was at least going to try to uncover those hidden pieces once more.

Han ran out onto the bridge, leaving Chewie behind. "Ben!" His son stopped suddenly at the sound of his voice and turned around. "There's no need for the mask here."

"And what do you think you'll see under the mask?" Ben's deep, modified voice asked impassively. If taking away the appearance of his son wasn't enough, they even took away his voice. The same voice that would ring out in laughter as he and Chewie chased the small boy around their home.

"My son," he replied, deteremined and stern. Han hoped that it would help. If Ben was brought back and shown that there will still parts of the Light in him, still parts of Ben that he couldn't hide from, he'd be able to attempt to redeem himself. That is what Luke had said changed Vader, and he sure hoped the kid was right.

To his surprise, Ben took the mask off, giving Han more hope that he thought he'd ever have. Ben wasn't entirely engrossed with the idea of Kylo Ren, otherwise he never would have taken the mask off. Without the mask, part of Ren was gone.

"Come back to us. Your mother misses you. I miss you. Let us help you, Ben."

Ben looked up into his father's eyes, and Han could see the conflict raging within him. He was fighting with the Light Side, but it was there within him. Han still was never entirely comfortable with the idea of the Force, but for his son's sake, he hoped that the things about the Light Side of the Force overpowering the Dark Side that Luke would always spew out were right.

"I'm being torn apart," Ben admitted through a cracked voice. "I want to be free of this pain. I know what I have to do, but I don't think I have strength to do it."

"We can help you. I'll do anything to help you."

"Anything?"

Han nodded. He would do anything for his children, no matter what the cost.

Ben slowly unlatched the lightsaber from his belt and cautiously held it out to his father. Han enclosed his hand over the cool metal and slightly tugged on it. Ben briefly loosened his grip on the weapon, but as the shadows crossed Ben's face, Snoke's apprentice and the master of the Knights of Ren tightened his grip once more, and Han started to panic. His rapid heartbeat gave away his fear at what that meant. He was so close to bringing his boy home, and now he might never get the chance.

He didn't register what happened until after he felt the searing heat rip through his body.

Despite the pain tearing through his abdomen, he could feel a slight push at his head, until he felt his son gain access.

I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. I need to beat the Supreme Leader. Please forgive me, Father.

I know I haven't shown it, but I still and always will love you and Mother.

Han brought his hand up to his son's face and gently caressed it one last time, trying desperately to convey his love and forgiveness to him, despite his inability to express it in words.

Bring our son back.

Leia's words rang out in his head as he fell from the bridge, but Ben Solo wasn't gone. He didn't need to be brought back; he might have hid, but he never left.