Ben could sense his wife's fear radiating off of her in waves, as they nervously waited for the lift to be at the floor of all the living quarters. Amar was yearning to get back as soon as possible to the chambers, so she could holo message Rey or Master Ahsoka. She knew Rey was helping the Resistance move over their base to the planet of Chandrila, but Rey would have felt the darkness rising from their Grandfather, she was sure of it.
Ben grabbed his wife's arm and moved in front of her to encompass her view with his body. His leather cladded hand lifted her chin to look at him.
"Search your feelings, Amar. I know deep down inside that we would have felt it. Our babies are safe, he just wants to get into our heads." Ben tried to reassure Amar, but he knew there was nothing he could say at this moment, Amar needed proof. A Mother needed the proof that her sweet younglings were safe and away from such evil. Ben understood the feeling, he couldn't endure the thought of his Daughters going through the pain and suffering they had as younglings. Amar gave him a tight nod and exited swiftly as soon as the lifts blast doors opened. Ben walked behind her letting her take the lead, his stride was two of hers anyway, he didn't need to run to match her shuffling.
Amar slapped the hand reader on the door and it opened momentarily. They both entered as Amar broke out into sprint towards her holopad. Amar wasted no time in reaching out to Master Ahsoka.
The holopad rang and rung with no reply. Only silence from the other end. Amar and Ben's anxiety spiked, there was definitely something off about the whole thing. Amar knew who she needed to try next and wasted no time on clicking Rey's name on her device. Unlike Master Ahsoka, Rey answered immediately with fear in her eyes. She knew through the force there was something wrong.
Ben released his helmet from his head and joined his wife over the hologram.
"Amar, what is it? I sensed a darkness growing and then you called immediately after." Rey's eyes were far more alarming than normal, her hazel eyes bulging from their sockets.
Amar found herself speechless from the fear going in her mind, it consumed her. Amar was faltering and Ben could see it unfolding in front of him. He gracefully wrapped his sturdy arm around her body and held her to him. He grabbed the holopad with his other hand and connected with Rey.
"We are concerned for the twins, have you talked to Master Ahsoka? They should have reached the island by now. We tried reaching out to her, but she didn't answer. Events have unfolded here that made us have a connection to Palpatine through another former Knight, Ap'lek." Ben knew she needed to fill her in as much as possible.
Rey was silent for a moment.
"Ben, he's gaining more power everyday, we need to work faster. Why are you concerned for the girls? What did he say?" Rey was growing weary, if he couldn't have Rey or Amar, he would certainly go after the twins.
Amar seemed to be coming around, but Ben kept the holopad in his hands, he needed his wife to remain calm.
"He told us to check on them, but Rey, he knew they were on Ahch-To. He somehow knew, which raised concern for us, no one other than a handful of people knew about their location." Fear was rising within himself, but he pushed it down in the force to remain the steady one in the room. He needed to be strong for his family, for the love of his life.
"Poe has things under control here, I will travel to Ahch-To and go and see if there is any cause for concern, you have my word, Solo." Ben nodded as a thank you to Rey and she ended the hologram.
Ben turned to Amar and walked her back towards the bed. He softly lowered her down to place her in a sitting position. Ben leaned down to place his warm lips on her forehead, he wanted to ease anything he could from her, to share the load at least. Ben's lips remained upon her forehead as they force connected with each other.
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Forgotten, But Not Lost
FantastikThat crushing feeling of your heart being torn in two, as you feel the dark pit of your stomach grabbing a hold of it. Amar grabbed her chest and sunk down to her knees. His soul. His being. His existence. Fading away into the force and leaving her...