hisfathersimage

It was two months after Endor.

A perfectly normal (for him) night's sleep was interrupted. It was like a mental hiccup, or a system reboot. He wasn't aware of anything and then-

The bond snapped into place before he gained awareness. It was old and young and familiar, a previously cautious candlelight that felt closer to a hearthfire now, tempered and warming and clear. The memories rushed back as he woke, sitting up with a choked gasp and a flare of Force awareness and anxiety bright enough that he felt Leia awaken on the otherside of the system with it.

He couldn't explain to her. To anyone. All he could do was throw on clothes as he went, grabbing the bare necessities and choking out something about 'Jedi business, another Jedi, I can feel him' before he was loading up R2 and the X-Wing.

Outer Rim.

He went to Botajef. Intersection of major hyperspace lanes. Near Dathomir, near Yavin, it felt significant and right.

And once he was there, he set himself outside of the main city and he reached out, along the bond and just in general, because he knows the bond is good, but at the same time, he isn't confident about it.

Cal Kestis. I'm here. I know you.

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

From:

bunchofscrewups

Despite what everyone said would happen, he'd remembered everything.

And perhaps the most difficult thing about that was knowing he couldn't exactly say anything to anyone. Or maybe he could have, if he'd wanted to, could have potentially convinced the others it was real, but ... Honestly, it hadn't felt that important. Even if he'd lived about two years there, experienced things he couldn't have otherwise, even if it had probably changed him somehow, it hadn't seemed all that important. He'd been happy enough keeping it as his own little secret.

But it had been a long nearly twenty years. Every now and then, in the rare times things would be quiet, he'd think about Luke. There are things that must happen before he could think about hunting him down, because he hopes that he might not be the only one to remember, and fears if he were to interrupt the passage of time somehow, it would screw any chance of Luke remembering up. So while he against Cere's advice and wishes gets involved with the rebellion, he helps them for a few years, if only to keep the Empire at bay somewhat. Eventually, though, he pulls away, without saying anything to anyone. He doesn't ever stop fighting the Empire, not really, but he sticks to the outskirts, allows himself to be, at most, a rumour, or a bounty hunting contract that is spoken about in only the Empire's highest ranks.

And he waits.

When some time has passed after the fall of the Emperor and Darth Vader, he starts to wonder if maybe Luke doesn't remember. He knows Luke didn't arrive in Duplicity immediately after the fact, but he can't remember if they ever talked about exactly how long. He starts thinking maybe he should just try to find him, once he's done dealing with the Empire on Xorrn. Never mind that it might take a while. Maybe he's avoiding looking for Luke out of fear.

Then, he feels it. Out of the blue, as he's considering his options, because he knows better than to rush too fast when he and BD-1 are working alone. It's like a heartbeat, at first, and then it's bright, and it's been so long since he's felt it that it's more like a firestorm than a hearthfire. Like the first time they met.

He scrambles up, eyes wide, breathing too hard, and BD-1 makes a questioning beep as he looks up at him.

"We're leaving," he says, holding out an arm for the droid. "It's Luke."

Because, of course, he'd told one person. Because he tells BD-1 everything.

And BD-1, of course, doesn't question it. Although, maybe he should, because the truth is he doesn't really know where to go. He has a vague sense of which direction to go, that it may very well be outside of the Outer Rim, but it doesn't matter. There's no need to stay hidden in order to avoid Luke even hearing about him, anymore.

He doesn't get too far, though. Apparently, Luke was faster. Even so, Cal's pretty sure that message is coming from roughly in the direction he just left, and he laughs to himself as he abruptly brings them out of hyperspace. There's no need to rush, really, but he doesn't want to wait any further at this point, so he quickly enters another lane, waving off BD-1's protests.

After locating the closest space where he can land - not ideal, and he can hear Greez chastise him in the back of his mind - he rushes the landing too. It's a little rough, but it shouldn't have broken anything, and he practically trips out of the ship to go find Luke. At a full sprint. He doesn't care.

From:

hisfathersimage

Both of them have a single person they've told.

It isn't the same for Luke, he's told Artoo some of it over the days of travel, trying to sort out two years of memories with his old, familiar sounding board.

They wait. The Force whispers around him and sometimes it has familiar voices but whereas he would've been overjoyed a week ago, right now, they're not the voices he wants.

He feels when they exit hyperspace. Starts making his way to the port, because he knows that's where they'll have to go and it's taking too long, even if it's not really taking any time at all.

And then-

"Cal!!"

He's barrelling towards the other man, Artoo screeching and whistling behind him and maybe there's a push of the Force in his jump to close the distance between them so he can crash into Cal's arms.

From:

bunchofscrewups

For all the anxieties he's felt over the years, there's no space for them now, through the delirious excitement about the fact that Luke has finally caught up and remembers. There's no space to worry about whether it might be weird or awkward, now that he's lived so many more years, except for the split second between him spotting Luke and Luke forcefully - literally - launching himself at him.

At least he didn't worry unnecessarily.

If he doesn't catch them both, it's going to hurt, he also has the time to think before Luke barrels into him. Luckily, he does catch them, if barely, stumbling back for a moment before propping himself up with the Force. After only a couple of steps, he stops, wrapping his arms tight around Luke in turn, burrowing into him with a laugh.

BD is scrambling to find his hold on his back again, and he makes a mental note to apologise to him in a bit.

"Finally you're here."

From:

hisfathersimage

Luke's got his arms around Cal's neck and he's half hanging off him (maybe more than half) with his face buried in against his neck. He pushes his happiness, his regret, his relief at Cal through the bond as his hands tighten on the broader shoulders.

"I'm sorry. It took me a while to catch up," he finally whispers into Cal's skin. "And I'm sorry for knocking you off, BD."

From:

bunchofscrewups

They'd been born far too apart from each other. Meant to be, maybe, if there is such a thing, but it's not fair that he had to live for so long without Luke by his side. But, of course, it's not Luke's fault, so when he feels that regret, he immediately tries to reassure it. It's fine.

The wait is over now.

BD-1 makes a long, high-pitched protest that makes Cal laugh.

"Hey, let us have this, okay?"

BD knows very well how important this is to him.

From:

hisfathersimage

Luke lets go enough to take his own weight on his feet, but promptly tightens his grip again in his new position.

There's no fault. It is what it is. But there's still regret that what is had to be.

Artoo helps out the moment by ramming into their legs. Luke nudges him away and tucks himself in closer. "Ignore him, he's just excited.

"You're bigger," he murmurs after a pause.

From:

bunchofscrewups

It's not that he didn't know R2 was there. It was pretty hard to miss him, really, with the screeching. But he doesn't expect to be rammed into, and he jumps a little before briefly looking down at him.

He's not sure he would have interpreted that as excited.

He feels BD-1 jump off his back, and hears him go to greet R2 with some curious beeping, but Luke's words are more important.

"Oh. Really?"

If anyone would notice it would be Luke, who only just saw him at about 20 years old. Which is a ... weird thought.

From:

hisfathersimage

Artoo is not subtle when he wants someone's attention, but BD coming down to him will keep him occupied for a while.

"Yeah." His left hand splays over Cal's back, feeling muscle. "You were smaller. Lighter. You've bulked up. It's to be expected, I guess." He finally leans back to look at Cal, really look at him.

He's so different. He hasn't changed. His right hand comes to gently cup Cal's cheek.

"Hi."

From:

bunchofscrewups

"I guess."

Obviously, Luke wouldn't look much different, and Cal wouldn't say he expected that either. It's still weird to get a proper look at him and see that he looks just the same as he did all those years ago. Time travel, it turns out, is trippy.

Luke's hand feels just like he remembers. With a warm smile and watery eyes, he tilts his head into the touch.

"Hi. I've missed you."

From:

hisfathersimage

Luke's thumb brushes over Cal's cheekbone and that's the same, even if the skin is darker and the jaw that touch heavier. His cheekbones are exactly as Luke remembered. "I missed you too, even just for the last week. I'm sorry it took me so long to get here."

Here isn't a place, even if it sort of is.

Hand still on Cal's face, Luke leans in to give him a soft kiss.

From:

bunchofscrewups

For Luke, it hasn't been long. And even though it's been so very, very long for Cal, it's surprisingly easy to just fall back to this. His hands settle on the small of Luke's back as he leans down to meet him, and ...

He can't believe they're so lucky. He's not sure how it is that what everyone always said would happen didn't, and that they could reunite, even if he had to wait for almost twenty years. It's not impossibly lucky, because he can't imagine they wouldn't ever meet even if they'd forgotten, and he's not sure he could imagine not falling for Luke all over again.

But they get to remember. And for all that Duplicity was a miserable place, they got to have a kind of life that he doesn't think will be possible here, for a little bit, and they get to remember it. He'll treasure that forever.

He could burst with the happiness swelling in his chest.

From:

hisfathersimage

In the midst of ongoing war and fighting and struggling, they had a holiday that was horrifying at times and at others, was the sort of domestic life they couldn't have as two of the last surviving Jedi.

Cal's happiness is almost a physical pressure between them, bubbling and fizzing and soaking deep through them. Luke feels the same but it can't compare, not to the years of waiting, or living with it and hoping that it would turn out.

He breaks the kiss to laugh with the sheer overwhelming joy. "How did I get so lucky?" It's a whisper, not really being asked, just needing to vocalise the words.

From:

bunchofscrewups

He laughs too, and places another brief kiss on Luke's lips before he simply rests their foreheads together. It's a good question, and he's sure he'll be asking himself that many times.

But they're not alone, and with some enthusiastic and questioning beeps, BD-1 clambers back onto his back and peers over Luke's shoulder.

"Oh, yeah," he says with another laugh, and straightens up. "BD-1, this is Luke. Luke, BD-1." There are another few beeps. "Of course I told him about you."

For Cal