"So how come you got the medal, anyway?" Biggs asked, grinning, and punched Luke in the shoulder.

"Hey, don't blame me," Luke replied. "I said you and Wedge should get them too. That was great cover you guys gave, I couldn't have done it without you."

He sighed. "I had this… feeling, while you were behind me. Like nothing was going to go wrong. And even when you left, I was sure that I'd do it. I couldn't describe how, but it felt…"

"It felt like you could feel what was going to happen, right?" Biggs asked. "I could feel that too, I thought I was imagining it."

Luke nodded, then frowned, then glanced up at Biggs.

"What could you feel?" he asked.

"It was… there was darkness, behind you," Biggs replied. "Chasing you. Trying to destroy you. And I could feel when shots were going to go past me and not hit you, and I could feel when they were going to go past me and hit you. And… I tried to stay back as far as possible, so they couldn't get past you, and when a shot was going to hit you, I let it hit me instead."

He glanced towards the hangar. "Which is why my X-wing's missing most of a wing. Sorry I couldn't stay with you the whole way."

"You did what you could, and that was more than enough," Luke said. "Tatooine boys forever, right?"

"You bet, Luke!" Biggs agreed. "Man, I'm going to have to tell you how I got here… who would have thought it, right?"

He paused, and Luke knew why.

A voice had just touched their awareness.

Someone is here at last.

"Who said that?" Biggs asked. "Luke?"

"Not me, and that didn't sound like Obi-Wan," Luke replied.

He closed his eyes, focusing, trying to draw on the memory of what that contact had felt like.

Can you hear me?

"I heard that," Biggs said, amazed. "That was you, Luke?"

"That was me," Luke agreed.

Yes, a voice replied. If you can hear me… I need help. I've waited so long for someone sensitive to the Force to come to this moon. You need to contact the Jedi Order and have them send a Padawan.

Luke and Biggs exchanged confused looks.

What's a Padawan? Luke replied, homing in on the thing he absolutely did not understand.

...hmm, the voice said, thoughtfully. If you don't know that… how old are you?

"Weird question," Biggs muttered.

Nineteen, Luke sent back, finding it easier every time. Or, I am. Biggs is older. But… the Jedi Order doesn't exist any more. I only learned how to do this a few days ago and Biggs I think found out yesterday?

"The day before," Biggs answered the question. "I first realized it when I was out finding an antidote for an illness Hobbie Klivan had – it's his X-Wing you were flying, Luke."

Nineteen, nineteen… the voice said. And you're humans… well, I have to hope it will do. Come to this temple, please – as soon as possible.

Luke and Biggs exchanged glances as a location impressed itself into their mind.

"I can't fly until my fighter's repaired," Biggs pointed out.

"I'm not technically part of the Rebellion yet, I think," Luke replied. "Hold on, I'll ask Han for a lift…"

"So where have you been?" Leia asked, some hours later, as the Millennium Falcon's ramp lowered. "You know everyone else is busy, right?"

"Yeah, I know," Luke said. "But this was important."

Leia's gaze flicked across to the small, furry animal on his shoulder.

"A pet is important?" she asked.

"No," the pet replied. "But freeing the souls of an entire race's children – that is important, and it is what they have done."

Biggs sniggered.

"Yeah, this was a surprise to us, too," he said, throwing an arm around Luke. "Turns out nineteen does technically count as a child for the purposes of Sith Magic."

"...so, you talk?" Leia asked.

"I certainly do," the animal agreed. "Jedi Master Ikrit, at your service – I am a Kushiban, in case you are wondering. I would be delighted to help teach these two how to use their powers, and-"

"Ikrit?" General Dodonna repeated. "Jedi Master Ikrit?"

He looked completely poleaxed. "You were on snack toys before the Clone Wars! I distinctly remember saving one of them for a nephew!"

"Oh, dear…" the Kushiban said, ears flicking a little. "That is… not precisely the impression I would have expected to make…"

AN:

Ikrit (Yoda's apprentice, having lived on Yavin Four for the last several centuries) is Legends Canon, Biggs being Force-Sensitive is Legends Canon, and Ikrit being on snack toys is also Legends Canon.