Epilogue

Rey watched the boy as he spun in circles, his saber circling him in a wreath of blue. He had picked the color himself the day of his twelfth birthday when Luke offered him his old saber. The boy had taken it greatly.

"He is gifted." Luke observed from the log he sat on outside, also watching the boy.

"He is." Rey agreed peacefully, watching the boy's strokes and steps, moving with grace and skill. "He will become great."

"Like his father." Luke added and Rey believed the words to be true. She no longer had any question in her heart of them.

"Like his father she agreed."

"He will go far."

"As long as he never forgets where he came from." Rey begged to the air.

"Mom!" the word brought her attention back to the boy as he raced across the hills and towards the hut. His dark hair blew in the breeze and she could feel his deep gaze from across the grass. Those eyes. She forever had those eyes. She was not alone. She had him still.

"Dinner is ready." Leia appeared in the doorway.

"He is coming." Rey nodded and helped Luke to his feet. "I'll go meet him." Rey decided and walked out into the hills a ways as the boy ran to meet her.

"Mom!" he called as he reached her and she pulled him in closer to her, so she could feel his heartbeat. It was so like his father's.

"You are a skilled Padawan." She told him with pride. "But that is no excuse to be prideful." She added cautiously.

"A Jedi is one of the people, and fights for the people." The boy repeated the words sincerely. She nodded her approval.

"Luke is very wise to teach you such things." Rey smiled softly and ran a hand through the boy's hair gently. He softened to her touch. "Dinner is ready."

"Do you think Dad would be proud if he could see me?" the boy asked suddenly, causing Rey to freeze and look at him quietly. She pondered for a moment, then knelt so she was face level with him.

"He can see you, of that I am sure." She promised. "Han, my boy, he watches with pride, just as a father should. He is with you always. Just as he is with me. So we are never alone." She breathed in the words as she said them. Never alone. He had not left her alone. He had left Han with her, a living embodiment of everything he was, the good and bad.

"Han!" Leia called from the hut and the boy looked up and began to run towards the hut. Rey smiled fondly after him, but paused to look out at the few of the sea from the hills she had trained on so many years ago.

"You have not left me alone." She whispered to the wind.

"A bond like ours, Scavenger, can never be broken." The wind whispered back and she felt the words sink through her skin and into her bones. She relished in the words. Even through death, a bond like theirs would never break. They would forever be a part of each other and for once she would not have to scavenge to keep what she sought.