Lost in Love (Formerly known as We Can't)

Officially a Skywalker

"Finn?" I ask surprised, "What do you mean?"
"You didn't feel it?"
"I kind of did, but there's just no way."
"I hate to break it to you, but since you left Finn emotions have been very dark side. He could've easily been taken by the easy path."
"What do you mean?"
"He chose the sith."
"No, he can be! How do you know?"
"The force, I can sense it. Rey, I've been looking for you since you left. So he has had time to turn."
   Suddenly I started to break down. Everything that had went wrong, was just getting worse. I was pregnant, with an up and coming siths child, meaning the child would have a larger chance of joining his father. I think dad understand as he came back with, "I had the same risk with you, your mother was a sith."
     "I thought you said she was a Jedi."
     "She started turning when she was towards the end of your pregnancy. That's another reason I left you on Jakku."
   An awkward silence formed and I looked down. For a while I had forgotten about the missing hand, so I was in shock when I saw the arm has started to change purple.
   "Something to do with lack of oxygen," dad said, "I think. He glanced over to the window. "The first orders gone, I'd say we can go to the medical center now."
   Dad and I caught a ship over to the medical center. He had me bring some purse and keep my unhand in that. You know, so I don't draw attention to that.
When we got to the medical center, the droids wanted me to fill out some papers. I looked over at dad, knowing we didn't have time for this. He quickly filled out the forms hoping we could get in soon.
    Unfortunately that didn't happen.
    After about thirty minutes, we were finally called back. A droid looked at my ex-arm and put some weird cap on the end of my arm. There were a few wires out where the rest of the hand would be. The droid had me lay down for the next part. after a while I started to feel slight pricks on my fingers. The droid gave my permission to sit up, and I nervously did that, seeing my new hand. I saw a small box left opened and the droid showed me how to adjust a few spots. I nodded and was able to leave.
    "So how do you feel?" Dad asked.
    "I personally feel fine, my hand however feels weird."
   "It takes some getting used to," as dad holds up his prosthetic, "I'm still not fully used to it. But hey look on the bright side, you're officially part of the Skywalker family."
     I laughed. "Yay! Nothing like loosing a hand to show my lineage!"
   "Just think one day you'll probably be having this conversation with your child."
   "Wait are you starting to become more ok with the while carrying a likely siths child?"
   "Rey, after spending more time with you, I realize the joys of being a parent. I can tell you'll make a great parent, eat better than I ever was, so if anyone has to carry on the force, I'm glad it's you."
     "Thanks dad," I said giving him a hug. "I love you."
     "Love you too sunshine."