Rey returned to one of the little stone huts that seemed as old as the island itself, still reeling from the events of the day. She couldn't believe the broken shell of a man she met was supposed to be the legend Luke Skywalker. Even more she couldn't believe that he didn't want to help her stop the first order.

She opened the ancient oak door and immediately drew her blaster when she saw a ghostly figure waiting for her in side. Once her adrenaline had calmed down she realised that the figure was a man with long tied back hair that appeared to be tintied blue even without the aura cloaked around him with crystal brown skin and a pair of moon shaped scars carved into his left cheek.

"I'm guessing this is your first time meeting a Force Ghost huh? Well it's my first time actually being one so this is a new experience for both of us." The figure said with a crooked smile. His light teasing tone and warm midnight eyes made her lower her weapon. Despite knowing that she's never met this man before he somehow felt familiar.

"Who are you?" Rey asked. She was still new to all this Jedi stuff. She couldn't remember hearing anything about ghosts in the old Jedi legends she'd heard growing up. For all she knew this could be a dark side trick.

"Jabba the Hutt."

She raised her staff back up.

"I'm kidding!" He laughed his eyes sparkling with a private joke. "My name is Ezra Bridger."

"That doesn't explain who you are." Rey said cautiously.

The man called Ezra let out a heavy sight that was different from his previous demeanour.

"You might want to sit down. This could take a while."

Rey followed him inside the hut before sittiing on the cold stone bed. With everything she'd seen the force do she was shocked that she was still surprised when he didn't pass through the bed as he sat besides her. He chuckled at her expression before his gaze became serious as he looked off into the distance.

"I was a Jedi like Luke once. I was...busy during the first galactic war." He said, his tone indicating that it was a story for another time. "But after the defeat of the Empire I helped Luke start a new Jedi school. I even took on a padawan of my own. The son of my former master."

His blue eyes sparkled with the memory of happier times.

"Everything was perfect. My family were together again. A new generation of Jedi could be free to learn the ways of the force without the fear of percussion like I was. Until Ben betrayed us."

His voice drifted off. His eyes darkened and his aura got colder.

"I was friends with his parents! They were good and kind people. Not perfect but nobody is, especially in times of war. I babysat him. Heck! I even changed his nappies and yet he grew into this monster."

The light of the figure flickered as Ezra's eyes darkened with flashes of anger. Rey suspected this wasn't the first time he'd strayed from the path of the light.

She watched as he took a deep breathe that seemed to calm him down. He leant forward resting his chin in his hand that cupped the small wisps of hair attached to his chin.

"The only way to stop him is for Luke to move on from his mistakes and get off his admittedly attractive backside."

"Why are you telling me?" She asked in confusion. "Why can't you tell him yourself?"

Ezra let out a long suffering sigh. "I've tried, but he's closed himself off from the force."

"Why would he do that?" Rey asked in disbelief. Even though she hadn't realised it until now, the force had always surrounded her like a warm blanket or the comforting arms of parents that she had never known. She couldn't begin to image living without its comforting presence.

"Because he's a melodramatic drama queen." Ezra said in a voice that somehow harsh yet fond. He them turned to face her slowing her to see the galaxy of stars in his midnight eyes. "I can't get through to him but you can. Promise me you'll get through to him."

"I'll try." She told him but he only shook his head in an indescribable manner.

"There is no try." He told her in a voice that still carried a sense of humour despite the dire situation. "You must do or do not. Will you get through to him?"

"I will." Rey promised with string conviction.

"Good." Ezra said before looking up at her hair with a crooked smile. She was surprised yet curios was he started fiddling with a strand of her dark brown hair.

"Luke was always forgetting to do these." She heard him mumble under his breathe.

She watched as he twisted into a braid and placed bead that she hadn't seen before on the end of it.

"There." He spoke kindly. "You've got your padawan braid. Now Luke has no choice but to train you."

"Thank you." Rey said sencirily. She almost wished that this man would be her teacher instead of Luke.

Ezra smiled a proud smile as though understanding her thoughts.

"As long as you remain true to yourself I know you'll be incredible." He told her.

She nodded but was cut off by a long yawn. She looked back up at Ezra in embarrassment but he just smiled fondly at her.

"Get some rest." He said. "You can save the galaxy tomorrow."

Suddenly feeling overcome with exhaustion she lay down on the bed that wasn't as hard as she'd initially thought. Ezra still sat beside her, reminding her of the dreams she had as a child of her parents tucking her in at bedtime.

"Good night and may the force be with you." She heard him whisper before she dreamt of a dark night sky lit up with thousands of tiny stars, each one a voice of hope.

A/N Thank you so much to everyone who favourited, followed and commented kn my story!!! It really meant a lot to me and kept me noticed to finish this story!!! I'm sorry it had to come to an end but I hope you've all enjoyed reading this as much as I've enjoyed writing it!!! Again thank you so much!!! Xxxxx