The Forgotten Jedi - Rey Skywalker // Book V in A Spark of Hope

Chapter Forty Eight- Rey.

Authors Note:

This chapter is a lot longer and fluffier than I intended it to be. But hey. It's fluff. And if you ask my sister, there is no such thing as 'too much' fluff. So enjoy the fluff.
(And yes. I realize I just said the word fluff in every sentence in this authors note.)

I'm trapped.

The all-too familiar four walls stare back at me. They're suffocating. I can't speak, can barely even move. All of the cells are empty... all of them except...

I scream.

Andrew lay lifeless in his cell, a deep crimson soaking through his plain shirt. His mouth is opened slightly and blood pours from the corner of it. I bang on the glass but get no response. The cell door stays shut; I'm trapped. I'm trapped I'm trapped I'm trapped I'm trapped I'm—

"Rey!"

My eyes snap open.

I quickly sit up and check my surroundings. I see Finn's worried eyes staring back at me. "It's alright," he says. But I don't really hear him at all. "It was just a dream."

It was just a dream.

I take a deep breath and then realize I hadn't been breathing much at all.

"Are you okay now?" He asks after awhile. I nod. "Do you wanna talk about it?"

I look at him and instantly I'm calm. "Just memories."

"Memories?" Finn says, then hums. "About what?"

"Being kidnapped," I say. "The cell, Andrew..." Pause. "Andrew dying."

Finn nods. Suddenly his face brightens up. "Guess what?"

"What?" I ask. I'm so glad he's changing the subject.

"Your appointments tomorrow."

"And?"

"It's tomorrow." Finn smiles.

I smile. "We're going to see our babies today."

"Yep." Finn says. "Are we still telling our friends today?"

"I'd like to." I say. "If I'm honest, I think they're getting a little suspicious."

"I do to."

"You don't think Stella will be upset if we tell them today? On her birthday?"

Finn smiles. "Have you met Stella? She'll probably be more excited than Rose."

"Oh no," I shake my head. "Don't even say that. I don't think that's even possible."

Finn laughs, then says. "Your appointment is in six hours. I think I'm going to get some sleep until then."

"Same."

"Alright," He turns the light out and lays down. "Love you,"

I smile, fluffing the pillow and laying down. "Love you, too."

~

We're walking to my appointment when we see the gang (aka, Lyra, Poe, and Stella) sitting at a table outside of the little café we're always hanging out at.

Stella notices us first, yelling, "Auntie Rey! Uncle Finn!"

"Should we join them?" Finn asks me.

I nod, "Yeah, we should."

We sit down in the two empty seats.

"It's my birthday!" Stella announces, all too cutely. "I'm four!"