Chapter 1

He could feel her presence. He could feel her right next to him, even though she was a galaxy away. He could always feel her. At times he tried to call out to her through the bond that they shared, but she always ignored him. Most of the time he would just watch her, watch her talk to his mother, they seemed close. It gave him peace, knowing they both had someone to talk to. Why he felt that way, he could not admit.

Rey woke up in her bed in the middle of the night one night, not able to sleep. Getting out of bed, she rubbed the sleep from her eyes as she walked the halls of the falcon to the kitchen to get a glass of water. Light years away, Ben felt her wake. Getting out of bed he stood to watch where she was going.

Rey paused for a moment, noticing a dark figure out the corner of her eye. Hesitantly, she slowly turned her head, knowing full well that it was Ben. He was shirtless again. His dark hair disheveled looking like he had just woken up, Rey held his gaze for a moment before turning away without a word.

"Rey. Rey please, answer me dammit. Rey, would you just talk to me for a minute?" Ben begged as he exited his chambers to follow her down the halls of his father's ship.

She refused to look at him, not after what he did. Not after he betrayed her by staying with the First Order. Grabbing the pitcher out of the fridge, she poured herself a glass of water. Hopefully it would help calm her.

"REY!" Ben yelled, trying to get her attention. Rey jumped, dropping the glass and faintly hearing the glass break on her bare feet as she spun around to look at him. She glared at him, looking at him with the same hate she had for him after he killed his father.

"I will only talk to you once you leave them and come back to the light Ben, otherwise. LEAVE ME ALONE!" With that she turned and walked away to grab a towel to clean up the broken mess that he had caused. Ben sighed, not wanting to leave her. He grabbed the first aid kit that was hanging on a wall of the Falcon, walking over to her, he pulled out some things to tend to her scratched up toes. Rey looked over at him

"Ben stop." She said as she grabbed his wrist, electricity shooting through her soul. The pair locked eyes once again, the feeling of not being alone in the air like when they connected hands for the first time.

"Rey let me help you… Please." He looked at her, looking for her okay.

Rey closed her eyes and let out a deep breath. Neither of them said a word as Ben gently cleaned up her scratched up toes, thankfully no glass had gotten directly into her skin. Once he was done, he opened his mouth to speak, Rey held up her hand

"I want you to leave… Please." She sighed as she looked away while tears welled up in her eyes.

Sensing her hurt, Ben got up and walked away without a word. Knowing that no matter what he said or did, he would not be able to change her mind. The second Rey was certain Ben was gone, she let the tears fall. Heartbroken once again.

One month later…

Ben had not tried to speak to Rey for a month, since the night he made her break the glass on her feet. The Resistance had found a new base, from that he could tell. But where was the question. He suspected it was the island his uncle had inhibited for so any years. Rey hid it from him just like before. When he would go through their bond to see her, he would only see her, unless she was on his father's ship. That, he thought-no knew, was on purpose.

Rey spent most of her days training with her saber; she also spent quite a lot of time on the Millennium Falcon with The Resistance's favorite pilot Poe Dameron. Ben could sense that Rey liked him, how much he wasn't sure of. But he didn't like how much time they spent together, he could sense the pilot had a crush, could sense that his intentions were somewhat noble. But still, Ben's anger boiled every time Rey was with Poe. He should be the one making her laugh; it should be him that watched her train. Hell, he should be helping her train. It should be him she was walking the halls of his father's ship with, telling her stories about how he grew up on there. He should be in the cockpit with her, telling her about the first time Han taught him to fly and how he was on the Falcon the first time he realized he was force sensitive while he was playing catch with Chewbacca one day, and how excited Leia was about it.

The bottom line was, he should be with Rey. Not this nobody pilot who would never understand her, not the way Ben did. He missed her, he ached for her, and he hated himself for it.