"Are you sure this is the right place?" Rose asked.
"Well, no?" Finn replied. "Because I've never been to Canto Bight before. I don't even know what it means!"
He glanced at the Resistance operative. "Cut me some slack, the last time I went to sleep on purpose was before being attacked by Kylo Ren."
"I'm not criticizing you," Rose said. "I'm just… not sure this place looks right. Canto Bight is supposed to be a town full of the rich and famous. I can't see where it would be."
Finn frowned.
"Maz sent us here," he said. "Or, uh. Pointed us here. She gave us the coordinates… but maybe it's a thing where it's where criminals stay? So it's not meant to be obvious where it is."
"Hmm," Rose said, thinking. "That might check out."
"Right!" Finn agreed, then his expression changed. "Though that does mean we've got a whole planet to work with and no idea where to get started…"
He glanced down at the coordinates, not noticing a pair of fortuitously transposed digits, then checked the display.
"What about there?" he asked.
"Why there?" Rose said.
Finn shrugged. "Have you got a better idea?"
"No, but I don't have a worse one either," Rose said. "I'm just saying, if you're going to guess somewhere on an entire planet then you'd better be really, really lucky."
Finn frowned.
"Well, over the last few days I've been on a crashing spaceship, attacked by Kylo Ren, chased by a giant monster… and I'm not dead yet," he said. "If that's good luck, then I'm lucky. If it's bad luck then I'm due some good luck!"
Rose looked skeptical.
"I guess we may as well," she said. "But if your first guess doesn't work, let's call Maz again for advice."
"Sure, I'll go with that," Finn agreed, taking them down towards the valley he'd pointed out.
"This is not Canto Bight," Rose declared, once they'd landed. "I don't even think this is Cantonica."
She looked back at their ship. "Are you sure of those coordinates?"
"Kinda sure," Finn answered. "But, uh… I don't know, I feel like I'm in the right place."
Rose stared at him.
"How?" she asked.
"I don't know," Finn answered. "You think I know? It just feels right, like, there's something here that makes this place right."
He looked around, then headed north, and Rose trotted to keep up with him.
"You're not making any sense," she said.
"Yeah, I noticed," Finn admitted. "But things stopped making sense a while ago, I'm just rolling with it."
Thirty minutes, several stone-lined tunnels, two Kell Dragons and a weights puzzle later, Finn exchanged a look with Rose.
"...so, if this was the place we were going, I guess we could have just come in a different way," he said, nodding at the skylights. "But, also, damn."
"Yeah, no kidding," Rose agreed, staring around the enormous mostly-underground space.
It was like a kind of arena, but there were no seats. Instead, all around the circle, there were statues. Statues of figures in robes, bearing lightsabers.
Statues of Jedi.
"How did you even know this place was here?" she asked.
"I didn't!" Finn protested. "I just...had a vague feeling."
"You know what that means, right?" Rose checked.
Finn frowned.
"...no," he said, shaking his head. "No way. That's not – Rey is the Jedi, not me!"
"Who said there had to only be one?" Rose said.
"No way," Finn repeated, but it was more of a reflex denial. "I don't… is that how the Force even works?"
Rose shook her head. "You think I know? I'm just pointing out something that should be obvious."
"Should be, but-" Finn began, then stopped, and put a hand to his head. "So, what? I can feel the Force, and the Force pointed me here? Why?"
He began following the stairs, down into the middle of the space. "Why would the Force want me here? We were going to Canto Bight! The Resistance is in trouble – they need help! And we're here! Because of some kind of Force stuff? This is Rey's department, not mine!"
"What is your department, then?" Rose asked.
Finn stopped, just after reaching the ground floor.
"Huh?" he asked, distracted from his plan to kick the thing at the centre of the arena circle.
"What's your department?" Rose repeated. "You're not a Stormtrooper. What are you?"
Finn frowned.
"...I don't know," he admitted. "I've been too wound up, running constantly – I haven't had the chance to decide what I want to be? I want my friends to be okay, I want to make sure the First Order doesn't do… what they did to me, to anyone else. I want to be safe, but…"
He wandered over the floor, and sat on the nearest raised area. "I don't know," he admitted. "I don't want to be FN-2187. I want to be Finn. And I want to know who that is… I want the chance to find out who that is. I don't want it all to be a struggle against darkness. I want to be me, whoever that is."
Finn raised a hand, rubbing his temples with thumb and forefinger. "I want to be able to be at peace – without feeling like that's giving up."
The stone below him moved.
Poe's comlink crackled.
"Poe?" Finn said.
"Finn!" Poe replied, grabbing for it. "Man, am I glad to hear from you! Did you get the master code breaker?"
"No, but we got something else," Finn replied. "We're coming in to land in the rear bay in a minute."
"...you are?" Poe asked, glancing up at the other people from Flight Country who'd agreed to back what would technically count as a mutiny. "Why? What's wrong?"
"Nothing's wrong, except that I feel really overwhelmed," Finn said. "But, what else is new, huh?"
"You sound kind of different," Poe said. "What's the new plan?"
He got up, holding his comlink, and headed for the rear bay. "C'ai, can you make sure Finn gets clearance? I don't want our guys to shoot him!"
"Got it!" the abednedo pilot said, reaching for his own communicator.
Poe broke into a jog, turning left, right, and right again, then watched as Finn's ship touched down.
"What's the new plan?" he asked, more urgently. "Look, Finn, I don't think we've got long-"
"We're fine," Finn replied, exiting the ship, and turned to look at their pursuers. "Hold on, I need to make sure I get this right…"
"Get what right?" Poe said, lowering his voice and trying to overcome his agitation. "Finn, we need to-"
Finn raised his hand, and a little spark of white light danced around it for a bit.
And the First order flagship split in half.
Fragments from the intense, violent explosion sleeted out across the rest of the First Order fleet, shattering bridges and ripping holes in everything else, and Poe's jaw dropped.
He stared from the stark white of the detonations, to Finn, and then back to the scene.
"...what. The. Fuck," he said, after his jaw had worked for several seconds.
"The Supremacy doesn't have a tracking device any more," Finn replied. "Or, uh, any working turbolasers. It should have life support but a lot of the worst of the officers should be dead now… and, if I got that right Snoke should be as well. And probably Kylo Ren, but I'm not as sure about him, I was paying more attention to making sure all the other ships out there were crippled but survivable-"
"What did you just do?" Poe demanded. "You blew up a fleet!"
"We got lost," Rose supplied. "And, found this weird valley on a backwater planet? And now Finn can do that, I guess."
"The Valley of the Jedi," Finn clarified. "Just, uh… where can I find a bed? Because I really need some intentional sleep at this point."
AN:
The visual, at least, was pretty cool.
Rey is in an escape pod and very confused.