Below the Home One, the crest of the planet Sullust was visible from the windows. Off to the side of one of the corridors was a small room that overlooked the endless starscape, and the dark blue and orange colours of the planet below. Anna sat inside of the large window frame, which extended from the ceiling to the floor. Her boots were pushing on the wall in front of her, and she was looking out over the view while twisting her lightsaber in her hand.

"It's beautiful, isn't it?" a voice asked from behind her. She turned her head slowly to see Luke standing in the back of the dimly-lit room.

"Yeah," she said, watching him as he slowly walked over to her. When he got closer, she could see the conflicting emotions on his face, and stood up. Obviously, what Leia had noticed in the briefing room had not yet faded.

"What's wrong?" Anna asked, standing up so she could see him better.

"Master Yoda," Luke said. "He's gone."

At first, the emotion she felt was denial. "What do you mean, 'he's gone'?" she asked, but it was clear by her tone that the question was rhetorical. "He can't be. He's the only Jedi Master left…"

"I saw it myself," Luke said, keeping his voice soft. "He was very old, and sick. He knew it was his time."

Anna dropped her gaze, turning away from Luke. "What do we do now?" she asked.

"He told me that my training is complete," Luke said. "But that there is one more thing I must do before I am a Jedi."

"And what's that?" she asked, turning towards him.

"I must face my father again," he said, and that was enough to make her turn around.

"You've accepted that he is you father?" she asked.

"Ben told me, after Yoda had passed," he said. "It's true. Vader is my father, Anakin Skywalker, after he was seduced by the dark side. He was once that man, and I believe that there is still good in him because of it."

Anna watched him, leaning against the wall beside her, crossing her arms. "I doubt that, with all of the death and destruction he has brought upon the galaxy, he could ever be redeemed," she said. "I have never known a time when he wasn't terrorizing the innocent."

"I felt it in him," Luke said. "Ben said the same thing that you are saying, that he cannot return to the light side, but what I felt was true. I believe I can do it."

Anna reattached her lightsaber back to her belt and looked at him. "You are not risking your life for him," she said.

"I have to," he responded, placing his arm above against the wall. Only then did she realize how close they were.

"There's something else, isn't there?" she asked.

"That's for another time," he said. "Just as you said there was another time to tell me the rest of you backstory."

She turned away from him and walked to the other side of the room. "If I were to tell you, you would do anything to try and change it," she said, and slowly turned her head over her shoulder to look at him. "Just as you are now. You can't change the past, Luke. Not mine, not Vader's, not yours. What has happened is over."

She turned back to look at the wall in front of her, not wanting to be disturbed at that moment. It had been something that had irritated her about Luke ever since her first impression of him. His humility always overpowered him, even when it wasn't desired.

"I can't change the past, you're right," he said from behind her, and she could hear him moving closer. "What I can do is have a role in the future of my father's life, and in yours. I want my father to be able to come back to the light side, and I want you to be able to live without fear. I can sense that you're always afraid, and it's because of your past."

She turned to face him, and directed her gaze down at the polished floor. "Don't try to," she said. "What I fear is that my past life will return to me. You realize that I have nowhere to go after this war is complete, right? I have no ship, no home."

"But you can choose to create that for yourself," Luke said. He had once again moved closer than she would've liked, and she backed up. However, the wall behind her rushed up to meeting her faster than she wanted. Slowly, he placed his hands on either side of her, trapping her. She raised her chin, trying not to back down, but she had been in too many unpleasant encounters before to keep herself looking strong.

"I can help you if you'd let me," he said, and she didn't move. "You just need to stop blocking everyone out."

"I've been hurt before, Luke," she said, her voice faltering slightly. The hadn't been in such close contact with each other since their mock battle a few months ago.

"But if you would let me in, I can help you get past whatever you're facing," he said. "We don't have much time left, and as far as we know, we won't make it off of Endor. This is our last chance to be alone, and it might be your last chance to open up to me."

She shut her eyes in anticipation, but was surprised when she felt Luke move away. "But you won't," he said.

She opened her eyes slowly, watching him as he walked back to the window, his hands behind his back. She let out a sigh, and clutched her cloak. Come on, you can do this, she thought to herself.

"You know, when I was talking with Leia, she told me something," she began. "She told me how Mon Mothma told her not to give up on her love for Han. That if Leia was to give it up because of fear for the Empire, Palpatine would claim that victory." Luke turned to face her as she walked behind him. "I'm trying to figure out what I want, but I'm not sure yet."

"I'll help you with that," he said, and wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her against him. She was a little bit startled by the sudden movement, but she let her arms fall around his neck and rested her head against the side of his face. It had been months since she had been held by anyone, and it felt nice to finally have that feeling back.

In that moment, she felt safe.

Luke was the one who pulled his face back. "Han's not kidding about leaving us behind," he said with a smile. "We should probably get going."

She smiled at him, letting her arms fall from around his neck, and nodded.

"Thank you," she said. "For everything."

He pulled her up against him once again, placing a light kiss to her cheek. "It's a start," he said. "Once we're on the shuttle, how about you and I practice those lightsaber skills?"

She grinned to herself, wrapping her arms around his neck again. "That sounds fantastic," she said, and shut her eyes.

As promised, here's the new chapter. I've always wanted to write this scene from the beginning, and now I'm so happy that I did. Probably my last update before Christmas, so happy holidays!