AWAKEN

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GUILT WAS a small seed that had planted itself inside Amara. The whole mission shouldn't have gone without her. She should've been there.

What was Poe thinking?

Ronon was a threat, they knew he was out there. He is clearly strong enough in the Force to speak directly to Amara through a vision, he clearly is strong enough to find them.

Amara felt the pang of guilt when she saw Torin in the medical tent with Janan next to him. The two friends from Lothal were seemingly all they had. They saw close together, well Torin was laying on a bed.

Torin had bandages covering the missing part of his arm.

Amara frowns.

As Amara stepped out of medical, she found the tent that housed the children from the First Order. She noticed some of the villagers that Rey, Jannah, and Torin managed to have saved were speaking to the kids.

She watched as a few of them began sobbing knowing that they're parent or parents were still alive before Ronon's attack.

But her eyes land on Orson.

He was sitting outside of the tent, alone.

Amara walked over to him.

He looks up at her.

Amara sees his red puffy eyes. He had been crying, or at least try to cover up that he's been crying. He rubs his face with his arm and lowers his gaze.

Amara sits on the ground next to him.

"Y- Y- You probably already knew," Orson says, "T- T- That my pa- pa- parents are dead."

Orson was sobbing as he spoke. Amara felt her heart break in the moment he opened his mouth and allowed words to flow. He sounded so hurt, so damaged.

"I-," Amara hesitated to reach out to him, "I'm so sorry, Orson."

Orson lifts his gaze at her, "My parents are- are dead." He repeats, "W- W- What's gonna happen to me?"

Amara grabs a hold of the boy and pulls him into a hug, "We'll figure it out, kid." She says, "We'll figure it out, together."

Amara's gaze moved to the right and noticed Poe standing afar. He had just finished speaking to Connix and then noticed the woman he loves dearly hugging the young boy she's grown fond of.

"I- I- I am all alone," Orson cries, "I- I- I don't have a family!"

Amara soothes the boy was rubbing his back and whispering things into his ear.

"Hey, hey." She says, "If you decide to stay, the Resistance can be your family."

Orson pulls out of the hug, "I- I could stay?" He asks with tears in his eyes.

Amara nods with a small smile, "Of course," She rubs away the tears on his face, "You have the freedom, Orson. You can decide your path."

Orson had a big smile before he hugged Amara tightly. This hug seemingly caught Amara off guard, but she held onto him without hesitation.

"I- I-," He tries to stop crying, "I wanna stay."

Amara gives a small smile, "Okay, Orson." She says, "You can stay."

{A NEW ORDER}

BEN FOUND his sister, alone. She was inside the Falcon, sitting in the cockpit. Actually sitting in the pilot's seat, their father's spot.

Ben leaned on the doorway, "I heard you practically adopted one of those kids?" He spoke.

Amara made no effort to turn to face him.