Lots and Lots of Tey or Roby, whichever ship name you like better. MERRY CHRISTMAS! You all are great, and I'm thankful!

Back on Anch-To…

Even with Toby's self promise to be a better Jedi, it was still hard without his sight. Daily tasks were becoming harder, he struggled to put on a shirt, brush his hair, put medicine on his scar without stabbing his eyes with his fingers. When they got back to the rebellion… how was he supposed to help if he couldn't see the target to shoot with a blaster? What about being a pilot? Flying was the thing that calmed him the most, now he couldn't do that anymore. He sat in his quarters, frustrated unable to find his hairbrush. He could sense Rey's presence coming into the room, she silently sat down brushing his hair gently. Toby tried to relax, but he still felt frustrated by his own helplessness, a small child in need of a mother to care for him. After Rey finished brushing his hair, Toby went to put on his mask,

"I'm not finished yet," Rey said, taking the mask out of his hand. She gently wiped the bacta over his eyes, bandaging it. "Can you please not wear the mask today?"

"I don't like my scar, it's ugly," he grumbled,

"I love your scar," he could feel her warm presence, everything about Rey he loved. He just wished he could see her,

"I really wish I could see you," he whispered,

"You could always see me," she whispered back, placing a kiss on the bridge of his nose. He could feel his entire face going bright red, his heart beating quickly, she walked out of the room. He sat on his bed, stuck a daze of reverie replaying the joyous moment in his mind.

A few days later…

Toby sat underneath the wing of the Falcon, twisting his face in concentration attempting to cleanse the crystal inside his grandfather's lightsaber he had called on Starkiller base. He moved his hands placing the lightsaber back together. He heard some footsteps coming towards him, Rey sat down next to him.

"Rey, can you tell me what color is this?" he asked igniting the lightsaber,

"It's purple," she said sadly, he placed the saber at his side,

"Hey what's wrong?" he asked, reaching for her hand, he could feel her wet clothing. "And why are you soaking wet?"

"I got caught in the rain…"

"Are you sure your ok?"

"Yeah, can you just... sit with me?" she asked tentatively,

"Of course, whatever you need sunshine." they went back inside the ship, Rey pulled out a book reading quietly to him. Toby could feel his eyes drooping tiredly, as soon as she finished she got up,

"I'm gonna go check on your Luke, storms getting pretty bad," she said,

"Alright, I'm gonna head to bed," Toby said standing with a stretch,

"Goodnight Toby," he began walking down the hall towards his quarters.

"Goodnight, love you." he froze at his own words, he turned and opened his mouth to explain himself, but Rey was already gone. Maybe she didn't hear me? He thought to himself, she definitely heard me. Was this going to ruin their relationship? Toby lay restless in his bed, the force was trying to warn him of something. Darkness was approaching, he could almost sense his brother, he heard a loud crash outside. He ran as fast as he could outside, he could hear the hum of a lightsaber, Rey he could sense,

"Did you do it? Did you try to murder him!" she screamed, he pulled his saber from his own belt, igniting the purple blade, stepping defensively in front of his uncle, "Tell me the truth."

"I saw darkness," Luke whispered, getting to his feet. "I sensed it building in him. I'd seen it in moments during his training. But then I looked inside… and it was beyond what I ever imagined. Snoke had already turned his heart. He would bring destruction and pain, and death and the end of everything I loved because of what he will become. And for the briefest moment of pure instinct, I thought I could stop it. It passed like a fleeting shadow. And I was left with shame and with consequence. And the last thing I saw were the eyes of a frightened boy whose master had failed him." Toby felt Luke's hand gently push his saber down, he gripped it tightly, the memories of when Ben had destroyed the temple when he was so young. He couldn't lose Rey to the dark side like his brother.

"You failed him by thinking his choice was made. It wasn't. There's still conflict in him. If he were turned from the dark side that could shift the tide,"

"Rey. My brother is gone forever, you weren't there when he destroyed the temple, he killed all of my friends, and only a few of us were left alive. He's gone and you have to accept that."

"I have to try," Rey said,

"This is not going to go the way you think," Luke said,

"It is. Just now when we touched hands… I saw his future. As solid as I'm seeing you. If I go to him, Ben Solo will turn." Rey said,

"Rey, don't do this." Toby pleaded,

"I'm sorry," she took off running towards the Millennium Falcon, Toby chased after,

"Rey don't! He'll kill you!" he yelled over the pounding rain, he sensed Rey stopped, she turned around to face the soaking wet man standing in front of her. His glazed eyes stared at her, a million stories within them, stories of pain and suffering, Toby had run out of hope. She walked back over slowly, placing her hand on the side of his face. He placed his hand on top of hers, "Please, I can't lose you too." he whispered, she stood up on her tiptoes, their lips met, at first Toby was almost in shock, but then he fell into the kiss, every feeling of light and hope flooding his body.

"I love you, but I have to do this alone." she used the force to shove him away before running into the falcon and taking off without him.

"REY NO!" he shouted, his voice drowned out by the roar of the Falcon's engines, he was left broken, crying in the rain.