Author's note: Hello! I will only say two things: updates will be random and slow, and this fic is dedicated to my best friend/non related sister, Skrmbss. Most are things she requested I write anyways.

Disclaimer: I do not own Star Wars

Warnings: OOC, fluff.

Sleeping

Rey blinked as she found herself in a room she didn't know. She looked around and spotted Kylo Ren, her hand automatically going to the lightsaber on her waist. As she noticed that he was sleeping, she slowly let the lightsaber go.

As quietly as she could, Rey approached the bed and she felt her breath stop at what she saw. Kylo's hair, as black as a raven's wings, framed his face in such a way that he reminded her of an angel… a fallen angel but an angel nonetheless. This contrasted with her belief that Kylo was the devil himself.

Unconsciously, she reached out to touch his lips, but she stopped herself just before she did it. Taking one last look at the sleeping male, Rey swore to herself that she would save him, her heart would not allow her to do anything else…

And just as suddenly as she arrived, Rey disappeared, the only hint that she was ever inside the room, the faint scent of the jasmine scented perfume she wore.