The unknown soldier.

The craft.

Natalie's POV

"So, you trained well I heard." lea said as we sat on the same cliff as before. I nodded. "I picked up fighting better than I thought I would." Lea took a deep breath. "Why didn't you tell me about your brother." Her eyes looked into mine with kindness and compassion. "I didn't want him to get in trouble, plus.." I looked over my shoulder, letting my eyes scan the launchpad just visible under the trees. "I just don't want to tell them yet." I felt a warm hand grasp mine. Looking down, Lea held my hand, her wedding ring still on her finger. 

"You still wear dad's ring?" I asked. "Of course. We had our fights, but my flyboy was amazing. He was the sweetest, sassiest person out there. He would be so proud of you." She smiled through the tears in her eyes. "I will be sending you and the others on another mission. Rey has to leave to train with your Uncle-" 

"Luke..." I looked up at her. "Why can't I train with them?" Lea lowered her gaze. "because of Ben. He can see where you are, and we need to protect Rey and Luke. Plus," She gripped my hand harder. "This mission you are about to go on, he will sense your presence, if you are too powerful with the force he will feel it in you. We can't risk you dying, or worse, being used by the Order. Ben is powerful, Natalie. He could easily persuade your mind, and if he can't, Snoke will." Snoke's name sent a shiver down my spine. The man who corrupted my brother's mind. I'm Just glad he didn't take mine. 

"Can you show me it?" Lea motioned to the little box in my hand. Nodding I opened it to reveal the black crystal. "It's beautiful." She whispered. "When are you going to build it?" Closing the box I answered back after some thought. "I think when I feel it's ready. I want to build it from something that means a lot to me, so it feels that more personal, and not just a lightsaber, but an extension of my body, of my soul." 

"You sound like a wise Jedi already." Lea smiled. I noticed a lot of our training ended with talks, or we're just talking to one another. I didn't mind it, because I realize that to be a strong warrior isn't just about physical strength or your abilities. Your mind is the strongest weapon, and you need a good mentality to get you through the worst of times. But still, we needed to work on my actual skills. "General," I said. "Can we get someone up here so I can fight against them? I want to work on my fighting skills, not just against blasters, but hand to hand combat, or even use staff against staff." Lea nodded and closed her eyes, meditating. After a bit, she opened them. 

"Rey will be here in a minute." My eyes widened. "You can talk to her in her mind?" Lea nodded. "But it takes a lot of energy out of me." She held her hand out to me. "Do you mind helping me to the tree over there? Next to Han." I nodded and helped her over to the small shaded area, soft with grass that looked out over the water. It was very peaceful, a beautiful place for Han to rest. It was a small grave, not too flamboyant. A small headstone marked where he laid at rest, with orange flowers sprouted around it. 

Lea's bony fingers played with the flowers as they swayed with the gentle warm wind. "Orange was his favorite color. Although it didn't suit him." She joked. "He looked ugly with those old orange puffy suits the rebellion provided. Ack." She fake gagged as she pointed a finger at her young. I laughed. "But that flyboy Poe, he looks pretty good in those new ones." She elbowed me. My flustered face said it all. "I know I am your general, but also your mother, so it is my duty to set you up with people." I was about to respond as a speeder came up and over the edge.   

Rey jumped off the seat, in her usual clothing. I wonder why she always wore them. Her staff was shouldered, as she tossed me another one. "Thanks for agreeing to train with me." I smiled. Her energy was contagious. "Alright Nat, you ready?" She asked me. Nodding we ran at each other. She easily evaded my attack, countering it, swinging to my abdomen. Dodging it by doing the limbo, I ran after her, jumping over her second swing, I planted my staff and used it so I could whirl around her so I was at her back. She turned and jabbed. using my favorite move I sidestepped her, grabbing the staff near her hands, and yanked it. Sweeping one under her legs she fell down, and I held one over her head.