It had been many years since the Naberrie Estate had had any guests of significant importance. Cracks webbed across the the villa's marble banisters, the damask curtains were faded into different shades of red and pink. The gardens grew wild around the back of the building like a miniature forest. At the center, barely visible through thicket, a fountain stood, dry and silent, a green moss obscuring the statue's face.

Sadness pricked Leia's heart as she looked around, even in its old and neglected state the building still stood proud and strong, and reminded her heavily of her family's summer estate back in Alderaan, back when it still existed.

"I'm sorry, we were not expecting guests." A woman's unfamiliar voice brought her back to reality. Pooja Neberrie, probably a handful of years older than her, with white streaked brown hair and weary eyes, dressed in plain blue robes. In her delicate hands she held a small silver tray with two small teacups with golden flowers beautifully painted on them.

"Thank you." Leia took the cup, smiling, taking no notice of the small chip in its handle. She nestled the cup in her hands, allowing the tea's pleasantly sweet smell to wash over her. "I'm sorry for coming here unannounced."

Leia's dark eyes fell on the other woman that sat across from her. Wrinkles lined her ancient face, her skin was ghostly pale and her eyes were so dark they were almost black. A black lace shawl covered her silver hair and she looked painfully thin in her black dress. With a silent nod, Sola Neberrie accepted the cup her daughter handed her with shaking hands.

"Oh don't worry about that." Said Pooja, giving the princess a small smile as she took her place, standing at her mother's side politely. "Though I still cannot see the reason the great Princess Leia Organa would come visit us specifically. It has been many years since my family was involved in anything significant."

Sola rested her cup in her hands on the small wooden table that separated her and the princess. The woman had not said a word since Leia's arrival but her inquisitive eyes told her that she was paying attention to every detail of her visit.

"Yes, I have been meaning to visit Naboo for many years…" Leia said.

"I'm sorry it isn't as hospitable as it used to be, not even our small planet was noy spared from the wars." Pooja apologised, as if it were her responsible to keep the state of the planet up to standard.

Leia shook her head lightly, "I'm her on a more personal reason then to sight-see."

Pooja rested her hand on the back of her mother's chair, giving Leia a questioning looks.

"It concerns Padmé Amidala, your aunt." Leia's eyes then fell on Sola,"your sister, or so I have been told."

"Aunt Padmé?" Pooja choked, quickly blinking, "But she died years ago!"

"Well yes.." began Leia faltering slightly, unsure how to continue.

"You...you have her eyes." Suddenly said Sola, her face softening as she spoke.

"That's… nice to know." Leia croaked, taken aback by this little bit of information.

"You are her daughter, aren't you?" Continued Sola, her eyes already glistening with tears.

Leia nodded her head with a faint smile. Pooja gasped in shock, raising a hand to cover her mouth, as if trying to hide her surprise.

"I only recently learnt the truth from my son …"

"But how can this be?" Pooja looked down at her mother, searching for answers but the old woman's eyes never left Leia's face, as if taking in every detail, every feature she shared with her late sister.

"You might not remember the details, Pooja...you were very young when Padmé passed… officially she was killed in Corsican during the fall of the Jedi… that's the story the public was told… but we knew the truth...or at least part of it… she died during childbirth…" Sola spoke each sentence as if struggling to keep her composure. "But we never learnt of the faith of the child or who the father was."

"Children." Pooja quickly corrected, her eyes widening further, "if you are really aunt Padme's daughter, that would also make Luke Skywalker her son as well!"

"So it does." Leia responded sadly, Luke should have been besides her, speaking to Sola and Pooja, finally learning the truth about their mother.

"I can't believe this!" Exclaimed Pooja. "The legendary Leia Organa and Luke Skywalker are my cousins!"

"And, at least one of them, has finally made it home." Said Sola, smiling warmly at her niece.

Ben rested his hand on the cold marble sarcophagus, the red and blue veins that naturally entwined around each other made patterns beyond imaging. It was a miracle the mausoleum had survived the past decades of war, vergely intact. Exotic plants merged the magnificent building into its surrounding, binding the doors shut, but that was a small obstacle for him and his companion.

Dust and the smell of moulded flowers filled the air of the tomb, torches, beyond use hung by the entrance but, to their surprise they hadn't needed it. The tomb was awash with natural light, in hues of green and blue, as it passed through a breathaking stained glass window portraying a beautiful woman, in an exquisite headdress and robes. Even in its unused state, the mausoleum would have been worthy of a queen.

Rey walked quietly around the tomb, leaving a trail in the dust where her hand touched its cold surface. She stopped at its foot, gently rubbing away the dust to reveal engraved words before looking up at Ben. Gone was his uniform, he was now dressed as a prince of Alderaan, in a dark blue jacket and neat dark trousers.

Ben wasn't looking at her but she still felt her cheeks warm, over the last weeks she'd never have thought she'd be standing in a place like this with Ben, with her heart racing every time he cast a glance her way.

"There's an engraving, " she half whispered, her voice magnified by the height and size of the room. Clearing her throat she began to read the neatly written words, "Here lies Padmé Amidala Naberrie. 25,007- 25034 csc. 33rd Queen of Naboo, Galactic Senator. Beloved daughter to Ruwee and Jobal Naberrie, sister of Sola Naberrie…"

"Wife of the Jedi Knight, Anakin Skywalker," Ben interrupted, causing her to stop and look up. She could feel him behind her, his warm breath sending shots of electricity up her spine. She turned slightly so she could she his scarred face, his eyes rich with emotion. He was not reading the message, he was stating what should have been there and was finally being said at the final resting place of a great woman. "Mother of heroes, Luke Skywalker and Leia Organa Solo… and grandmother of Ben and Adeline Solo."

"Even when faced with the darkest of despair, hope shines bright and true." Rey finished reading and it was only then did Ben raise his eyes to meet hers. She gave him a reassuring smile, turning to place a gentle hand on his cheek . "She sounds like she was a great woman."

"Yes…" Ben slowly answered, putting a strong arm around her and pulling her closer, not wanting to let her go. Rey's eyes momentarily fell on the metal brace around his ankle, a tracking device. Leia had pulled many strings for him to be able to visit Naboo but that didn't mean he'd escaped the New Galactic Senate's justice. But she shook her head, she didn't care what judgment fell upon the older man, she knew she'd stand beside him no matter what.

"It seems your family is really made of legends," observed Rey, teasingly, gently resting her head on his shoulder as she reread the inscription

"So it seems," Ben looking up at the stained glass that washed them in its calming colours. "It's good that we came here... the cycle has closed, this Skywalker Saga can end here." As he spoke, his deep voice washing over her, Rey felt a gentle shifting in the Force.

"Grandfather…"

The scavenger looked up to see a ghostly figure standing at the head of the sarcophagus, barely visible against the light. A tall handsome man with piercing eyes and a scar across his face and a mischievous smile.

Rey looked up at Ben in surprise and Anakin Skywalker nodded his approval. "So the one behind him must be…" Rey turned back to the man, who looked a bit confused at her words before Anakin turned to see the second ghost emerge from the shadows- a beautiful woman whose hair was pulled back in multiple braids, and in a simple white dress.

"Padme…" Anakin's voice rode the Force as the woman gave him a lovely smile and he took a step towards her.

"Yes, the cycle has finally closed." Whispered Ben, as Anakin and Padme vanished into the Force together, finally reunited.

And that's a wrap! Thank you so much for reading and I hope you all enjoyed reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it. Thanks so much for all your awesome reviews and being just great readers in general. This coming summer I'm planning to write a few more stories linked to this one mainly a Kylo origins story, Jacen Syndulla adventure and how Ahsoka ended up on Illum- so stay tuned!. Once again thanks for everything- LunaPendragon :)

ALSO I realised this might cause a confusion but Adeline is Ben's sister who died (I mentioned her, not by name, a while back) and is definitely not Rey :P