It was New Year's Eve on Coruscant. Parties were being thrown all across the planet, the biggest being the Resistance's. It had been nearly half a year since Snoke and the First Order were defeated, there were still pockets of the First Order hiding out among the various star systems in the galaxy, but there was no centralized command.

Kylo sat on a bench at the bar alone with his back to the bar, moving his eyes throughout the room looking at everyone. His eyes locked onto Rey, who was on the dance floor with Finn and Poe. Mostly everyone was still apprehensive of him, making such a quick turn from the dark to the light was bound to raise questions. Their opinions didn't matter though, Rey knew he was on their side - Kylo could see it in her eyes every time she looked at him. He pictured her smiling her big, bright smile - the one thing that always made him feel good no matter the situation.

Kylo felt someone come up behind him. He guessed it was the bartender and thought nothing of it, until he felt that person's hand pat his back. Kylo quickly turned around and was greeted by the face of his Uncle Luke.

"What're you doing all the way over here, Ben?" Luke asked.

Kylo looked down at the bar, he was still not accustomed to being called Ben again, "It keeps tensions low," he said with a sigh, "People don't want the guy who they think could've killed their loved ones on the same dance floor as them."

Luke ruffled his nephew's hair, "Turn around Ben," he lifted a finger on his mechanic hand towards Rey, "She wants you out there with her."

"You can't possibly know…" Kylo started.

There's a connection I have with all my students Ben. Trust me, you want to be out there with her and she wants you to be with her. You two are connected. Now go!

Kylo felt the slight force push lodge him out of his seat, Thanks Uncle Luke.

Luke looked at his nephew walking down towards Rey. He felt his nephew's growing power through the Force, almost certain that the power came from his love for Rey. Luke wondered, perhaps the Jedi Order of his father's time truly forbid love because of the immeasurable strength it gave to force users. I'll meditate on that later, he thought to himself finishing the rest of his hot chocolate. Now where's that bartender at?

Kylo walked down to the dance floor to where Rey was, music pounded against his eardrums in no way it had before. People cleared out of his way, some were highly weary of him, he felt it, but the majority did their best to not worry and have a good time.

Rey saw Kylo upon his approach to her, Poe, and Finn, and smiled at him. He smiled back; everyone else's feelings that he had just been tuned in to all faded out and it was just her. She extended her hand out to him, still smiling. Kylo took it and the four of them danced for quite a while, laughing at each other's silly moves - having a good time, enjoying the galaxy's relative peace.

In the middle of it all, Kylo heard Rey's voice in his head, "So this is what having fun feels like," the voice said in a relaxed tone.

He stopped dancing for a second, and focused on her, replying, "I guess so!"

Rey stopped for a moment too, they caught each other's eyes, and smiled at one another.

I guess Uncle Luke was right, we are connected.

Nearly everyone was off the dance floor, Kylo and Finn had just called it quits. They were sweating buckets trying to keep up with Rey and Poe, who were the last two still dancing, with what seemed to be an unlimited amount of energy.

Panting, Finn asked, "How in the hell are they going on for so long?!"

Kylo looked at him, he had just been treated like another person. Not a murderer or an antagonist, but just another dancer. He was breathing heavily as well, and replied, "Rey's strong with the Force, she can probably augment her stamina to beyond human limits, as for him..." Kylo's memory drifted back to the time he had tortured Poe. He regretted every bad and hurtful thing he'd done, but Poe had already forgiven him for what he'd done about a month after the Resistance victory.

Kylo began again, "As for him, he has to be superhuman."

"You dam sure got that right," Finn said under his breath.

Kylo's eyes widened, "Pardon?"

Fuck he heard that?! Finn thought. "Oh, nothing," he replied in a noticeably higher pitched voice.

With more than a hint of suspicion, Kylo moved his eyes back to the dance floor, where Rey and Poe were battling out to the limits of their stamina. Another ten minutes passed, and the final two grew quite a crowd, half of which was in favor of Rey to keep going on, while the other half was pro-Poe. Time began to noticeably wear down Poe, who started to move ever the more slowly; Rey on the other hand kept her energy expense at the same level all the way through without a sign of slowing.

Finally, Poe motioned his hand in a "whatever" sort of fashion, metaphorically throwing in the towel. The party erupted with noise, they began to chant "Rey" so loudly that Kylo swore it could be heard to the lowest levels of Coruscant.

Nice job, Rey!

Thanks Ben, you weren't so bad yourself out there. Hey, I was wondering, once this whole crowd dies down, want to go out somewhere for food?

Kylo looked at her, she was crowd surfing through the room, and beamed with pride for her. Sure! There's nothing else I'd rather do.