Chapter 3-

A/N: I know it has been a long time since I wrote anything on this story, and it would probably be AU as we had the revelation that Rey is no relation to the Skywalkers. (which I still have trouble swallowing as the one who revealed it was Kylo Ren and the Sith are not known for telling the truth or twisting the truth.) But like one writer said, we can still dream can't we? And I want to still believe that in number three that Ben lied and Luke really is Rey's father.

Luke watched as Rey practiced with the lightsaber. Rey was amazing. Well considering that she was a Skywalker her skills with a lightsaber would be flawless and she would pick it up quickly. Rey powered down the weapon, breathing hard as if she had been running miles. "Reyhana, you aren't done yet," Luke said gently. This was only the first day and Luke had decided while watching his girl sleep, that he was try to discourage her from being a Jedi. The best way to accomplish that was show her how hard the training was on the mind and body. The plan had backfired when Luke saw that his daughter was not one to give up anything.

Rey looked at him, breathing hard. "Father, please. Can't I rest for a minute?" Rey asked, pushing her sweat-dampened hair out of her eyes.

Luke walked over to his daughter and calmly tucked strands of her hair back with his real hand. "Reyhana, the life of a Jedi is difficult. It takes a deep committment as you have to unlearn what you have learned. But the Boonta Racetrack wasn't built in a day, so maybe I can let you take a break," Luke said, touching the back of his hand to her face.

"The "What" racetrack?" Rey asked, looking confused.

"The Boonta Racetrack. It's a racetrack that is on Tatooine where I grew up. Don't the people on that junkyard planet where you lived have recreation, Reyhana?" Luke asked, taking his daughter's hands in his as they sat on a boulder.

"Not really. Or not in my memory did we ever have races. The only excitement we had was Unkar Plutt cheating us out of food and going to bed hungry," Rey said.

"And that explains why you are terribly underweight," Luke said.

Well, not eating will give me a sharper edge on training," Rey said with a smile that reminded Luke of his wife.

"No, it will not. And don't give me that smile. Your mother always used it on me. Don't expect it to work by my cutting down on your food intake," Luke said with mock-severity, a severity that failed miserably. Luke might have been Rey's father, but being stern with her wasn't something he could do well. The one time he had tried to be stern with Yellinia, had reduced them both to giggles and kissing.

"All right, rest is over, Reyhana. Time to try again," Luke said, pulling his daughter up by her hands. Luke ignited his own lightsaber.

"Father, what are you doing?" Rey asked, looking perplexed.

"You are going to try fighting me instead of the air," Luke said, indicating that she ignite her lightsaber.

'Try?" What ever happened to "Do or do not. There is no try?" Rey asked as she ignited the blue blade.

"Reyhana, don't use my words against me. That is something your mother would have done," Luke said as he lifted the blade in a classic parry stance. Rey lifted her blade in front of her in a simple blocking move.

After 30 minutes Luke had to admit that Rey was better than he thought. For someone who had never used a lightsaber until a few days ago, she was rather good. Granted his girl had flaws, but they were easily remedied. "All right, time," Luke said, powering down his blade. Rey followed suit and wiped her sweaty face on the sleeve of her shirt.

"How'd I do, Father?" Rey asked, the look in her eyes those of a child wishing desperately to please her father and not disappoint him.

"There are a few errors, but they can be easily fixed, my sweetheart, but it's time to stop for the day. It's time for dinner and since you have been going since breakfast, you have to be tired," Luke said, wrapping his arm around her shoulders and leading her to his hut. She sat at the oaken table and was asleep in a matter of minutes. Luke smiled to himself and covered her with a blanket. He would wake her when it was time to eat, but since that would be an hour or two, his girl had earned a nap.