What do you say to your Daughters, that you have never met because you were seduced by the dark side and made to forget their existence? What do you say to 7 year old girls, what do they expect from a Father who has been absent all of their life?
Ben's mind was going hyper speed from all the thoughts that were revolving amongst his brain. Amar could feel each and every one of them. Ben had a lack of confidence in seeming like a failure to the ones he cared for most. Amar knew that once Ben met Tana and Iris, he would understand they could never hold such ill feeling toward their Father. The girls had always known, above all else that Ben loved them and would be with them if he could.
Ben knew that was true, if he would have had the knowledge of the girls after his turn, it most certainly would have shifted the tides a lot sooner. Hence why, Palpatine made it difficult for Amar to go after Kylo Ren to have Ben return to himself. None of that mattered in this very moment though, Ben and Amar were bounding towards their Daughters to arrive before they woke, nothing would be worse than them being afraid and not knowing what had happened.
All they cared about was getting there, they had run into multiple personnel trying to get there as fast as they could. Finally, they reached the correct room, Ben hesitated though. Ben went to press the button to open the blast doors but hovered above it.
In his head, there was a darkness telling him that he would fail them just like he had failed Amar and his family before. Amar would not stand by this time and watch him fall to his own demise. Amar grabbed his hand and brought it up to her own face.
"Ben, it is okay to feel nervous, you haven't done this before, but let me tell you how much they have been waiting for this to happen and myself for that matter." Amar smiled up at a nervous Ben. As quickly as his nerves had come, they dissipated only slightly.
"Believe me I understand how long, feels like a lifetime." Ben waved his hand over the button to open the blast doors with the force.
The doors opened to their room, they were still laying in the conjoined bed with Maru watching over them. Maru stood up to greet her children.
"Good, just in time my loves. They are starting to stir, but they haven't fully woken." Maru placed a hand on Ben's arm and looked up at him.
"Don't be nervous Daddy, they will love you, wholeheartedly." Maru grinned at Ben and made her exit to give them some privacy for the intimate moment to follow.
Amar made her way over to the bed with Ben's hand still in her own. She dropped it to bring both hands up to place over her heart. The girls looked so peaceful, they were both laying on their sides, but facing each other and holding on to one of each of their hands.
Ben took in the sight of his own Daughters, yes, he had seen them through the force, but this was different. The impact of them being within his grasp was a whole different situation, all he wanted to do was hold them in his arms and never let go. As Ben thought it, Amar did as well from Ben.
"Then, do just that, you are their Father, you have every right." Amar whispered to him.
Ben knew this would be a crucial moment for all of them, he didn't want to come off as a standoffish Dad, he didn't want them to feel unwanted in any way. Ben nodded to Amar in agreement. Amar softly shifted the girls apart so she could create room for Ben to be in between them. Ben lightly with the force bounced on the bed and made his way between them. Ben settled himself in and laid his arms around both of their backs, they still were laying toward the middle facing into Ben.
As if the girls could feel his presence, their bodies reacted in such a way. Both of the girls ,simultaneously swung their arms over his waist to hug him in tightly. Ben's eyebrows knitted together, this emotion he was feeling was so unfamiliar but not unwanted. His sense of protectiveness over them surged, as he fully took in the responsibility of having younglings. Amar could see him bring them in even tighter as he thought of never leaving their side.
Amar would never forget this scene that laid before her, this was what made it all worth it, all of it, all that they had endured. This moment, no one could ever take this away. Amar sat at the end of the bed and grabbed a hold of Ben's legs to bridge the connection between the four of them. The force surged through them all connecting them and filling them up, making the girls begin to wake from all the healing their minds had done for themselves.
Tana and Iris both fluttered their eyes open up at Ben. There were no questions that needed answering, the girls knew through the force who exactly was holding them so tightly and dear to his heart. Both of them, instantly had flowing tears of joy falling down their sweet innocent faces as they gazed upon their Father. Ben went back and forth from each Daughter taking in their beautiful appearance and how they looked so much like himself.
Both of them finally spoke.
"Are you finally home Daddy?" Tana reached up to hold onto his shirt in her tiny fist of hers. Iris rose just slightly so she could fully take in her Daddy's view, Tana following in her stead as well. Both girls were now his whole view, Ben looked between them and felt tears prick his own eyes.
"You both and Mommy, will always be my home." Ben declared as he brought both of his hands behind their heads and brought them to his chest. The twins clung to Ben with all their might taking him all in. Ben brought his head down to take in their scent, smelling their hair, like he was trying to memorize them. Iris looked back at Amar.
"You did it Mommy, you brought Daddy home." Iris beamed at her Mother and reached out for her to join them. Amar brought herself up behind Iris and snuggled her against Ben and reached her arms over to embrace Tana as well. Ben now had all of his girls in his embrace, they all accepted him and all loved him, unconditionally.
"You all brought me home and I am never going anywhere." Ben squeezed tighter and got a giggle out of the girls for causing them to get all crushed together. Smiles spread across all their faces, Ben looked up to see at the end of the bed, his Mother, Leia.
Leia watched in her blue hued form, as the Solo family was finally reunited all together. Ben nodded to her and mouthed a thank you to her. He may not have remembered being dead, but he knew in the force that his Mother was a key part to him coming back from the WBW. Leia had a look of complete content on her face, her Son was finally getting what he should have had all those years ago. Her life was complete, she could pass fully on into the force. Ben watched as his Mother faded away into peace and purpose. He did not feel sadness for his Mother passing on, but rather proud that she had been there to see it through and stood by him even if he had been Kylo Ren. Ben grinned and bent his head back down to kiss each of his Daughters head.
They laid there for what seemed like hours, not talking, but taking in the fact they all were hanging onto each other and it felt right. It was if Ben had never left, the girls fully accepted their Father and thought nothing else of it.
Amar broke the silence.
"I cannot remember the last time I was this happy. If I could I would never leave from this spot, I have everything I will ever need, just the four of us." Amar tugged her arms back taking them all in tighter in her embrace. Amar brought her head up to look up at Ben and smiled. He bent down to meet her awaiting lips, they pecked lightly in order to not disgust the girls.
To their surprise, the girls could feel their connection and did not meet them with a typical reaction from your younglings, all they did was beam at their Parents, like they understood how long they had waited to be together again. Iris pivoted her head to look back at her Mother, her hand came to Amar's stomach.
"Momma, you mean five of us, right?"
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Forgotten, But Not Lost
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