Alright I guess I should make this official. Since this was so well recieved gonna make it into a couple of chapters. The next one is a riot.-Chefke

Chapter 1:

He ran a hand gently across her cheek. It wasn't supposed to be this way. It was never supposed to be this way.

62 hours earlier.

Rey was chopping through her meditations furiously. She couldn't believe she was sent on a meditation retreat. That was basically where she was sent. She huffed and dropped to the ground to collect herself. She was doing her first solo test in meditation over an abandoned planet. Master Skywalker had sat her down after a month of running, meditating, and practicing fighting forms and had said she needed to calm herself, center herself, and be one with the Force. She had been thoroughly annoyed. Wasnt she already centered and calm? Well obviously she wasn't now but...

She was lost in a web of thoughts when her ships comm started to blare.

'Hello?' She heard a sharp intake of breathe. 'Hello? Is anyone there?'

'I offered to train you once. I won't beg Scavenger.' What little breathe was in her was gone. She scrambled to her feet and hit the pilot's chair hard.

She didn't bother answering as she turned her shields onto full capacity and engaged the weapons module. How the hell did he find her? She shot like a mad woman. She was panicking, looking for a star destroyer that was about to pop out of hyperspace. He was evading her shots easily. She flew closer so he wouldn't be able to fly as much. She fired again and clipped the tail of his fighter wing. She could hear him swearing over the comms. She smiled and crossed her arms belatedly wondering if she should put on her harness.

'Sure you don't need training, Solo?' She laughed. Her laugh stopped abruptly; with her mouth open as she hit her head on the dashboard in surprise. The bastard still had his artillery.

'Fu-' and everything went black.

'Come on Scavenger! You're just going to answer when you have the upper hand? Really? Not very Jedi-like of you, your worship!' He was laughing and stopped abruptly. Your worship. That was what his father used to call his mother. He must be loosing Cabin pressure too... He nervously checked all the systems. Hyperdrive was gone as well as his landing gear but everything important was fine. He wasn't loosing cabin pressure. So then why did he feel like his head was being compressed?

'Really Scavenger? You're just going to ignore me?' He rolled his eyes and looked out of his view window. Plutt was wrong she was a terrible pilot. No wonder Uncle Luke hadn't come with. There was smoke bellowing from her starboard side and she was rapidly descending spinning in circles. Maybe it was a new technique to protect her from incoming fire when her shields were down? Seriously, this is what they teach in the Resistance these days?

He sighed and started to follow her slowly from a safe distance. After about a minute he grew bored and accelerated. He craned his neck to see in her viewport window as he pulled along side her.

'Really? The Resistance couldn't teach you to at least fly in a str- REY!' It was now abundantly clear why she was spinning. She was unconscious with her head on the console. He was leaning forward in his seat. They had broken atmosphere on the planet. They were coming in too fast. They were going to crash. He started to program his Nav computer for automated descent. He immediately lost sight of her as his craft slowed down.

'Rey! You need to wake up! You're descending too fast!'

He reached out with the force. It was how he had found her in the first place. He knew that they had a connection but it was severed by the distance. Then she had been meditating and thinking of him. He smiled slightly, she had been wondering about his face. If his features were 'cute.' He could feel her blushing as he she thought his 'facial alignments was cute'. He had been in a meeting being run by Hux with all of the Majors when he had felt it. He had left the room abruptly and hadn't stopped until he had pulled out of hyperspace and hailed her.

REY! He yelled. Nothing. Total silence. He groaned and bolted forward in his seat. He rolled his sleeves up and searched for her life form in the force. A bright shining light in an otherwise dark galaxy. Snoke would kill him for this. He closed his mind and reached out to the force. She had less than a minute before she crashed on the planet. She would go up in dust. He reached out to the force like he never had before and pulled. He felt her ship slow down. But not enough. He could see the Ocean coming up on them. He unbuckled himself which was a wildly stupid thing to do and opened the overhead hatch. Using one arm to steady himself he raised his other hand towards her and called on not just his force but her's as well.

He could feel her. All of her. Not just the lonely memories of isolation and fear on Jakku but he could feel her. As if she was under skin somehow. It was oddly more intimate than anywhere else he had ever touched a woman. It made his ears burn and his face blush furiously.

'Come on Rey.' He grunted his eyes closed using the force to navigate. He did not trust his eyes because of the smoke that bellowed from her ship. He carefully peeled back the top layer of her ship. He was careful to move any exposed wiring safely away from the Pilot's seat. It whipped by his head as he kept their minds linked threading them together like a beautifully woven piece of art in the Force as he used the force to unstrap her from the seat harness. He called on all of her strength in the force and helped him glide her towards him. She floated in the air like an avenging angel and he held her as if she was one. Gently, he secured her in his arms and made an awkward and exhausted climb down the ladder. He was surprised how well they blended with the Force. He marveled this as he set her down on his bed. He carefully tucked her in and left to get bacta strips. He could hear the explosion of her ship hitting the water as he walked in his medbay.

He had half expected her to be up and fighting when he got back but she was asleep. Her face was crusted with blood and her arm had a long gash in it. He administered a sedative and cleaned her face, neck, shoulders, and arm. When he was done he closed her wounds applying liberal amounts of Bacta to her. He couldn't help but stare at her. She was a beauty. They had just landed on the inland of a beach. He handcuffed her good arm to the bed and took her lightsaber and blaster from her belt. He needed to find food and asses damage.

He jogged around the considerably small island in a about five hours. He gather food, water, and wood. He knew she was probably awake but he needed some space to clear his head. He had not meant to save her. He had not meant to deliberately damage his ship and almost his life by saving her. It had just happened. He thought fondly of her smatter of freckles across her nose. It made her look cute.

Oh, Holy Galaxies. Not that word again. He inhaled and exhaled heavily and stepped onto the ship. He could sense her anger. He dropped the supplies except some fruit and headed towards his room. He barely finished typing in the code to the keypad when the force sent him warnings. He ducked almost immediately as something heavy and cylinder flew past his head and crashed in the hallway.

'That's rude. Is that how you treat all people that save you or am I special?' She made a strangling noise and began to fling more objects at him. He ducked them holding onto the fruit and waited till she ran out of things to throw.

'Are you done? I brought food if you're hungry.' She glared at him.

'Are we playing the silent contest? I grew up with C3PO as a babysitter. I'm used to not talking.' She just continued to glare at him. 'Fine. See if I care.'

He sat down and began munching on a strange yellow round fruit he had found. It was tasty. He projected just how tasty through the force. He didn't think it was possible to look angrier than she did but apparently it was. Petulant was what she was being. He did save her life.

'I'm not being petulant.'

'What?'

'I am not being petulant. I didn't need nor want you to save me.' She was shouting.

'Rey, you would have died.' He shouted back.

'Well maybe I wanted to! Would that have been so terrible?!' Her voice reached the highest pitch it could go and cracked. He was sitting up straight now. His eyes filled with alarm.

'Rey! Why would you-'

'My parents are alive.' It was a cold dead whisper.

'What?'

'My parents. They sold me on Jakku and never came back for me. They knew where I was and they promised to come back and they never did. I spent every day waiting and hoping.' She began to gasp as tears spilled down her face. Kylo took one step and froze.

'I'm sorry.' He whispered. She ignored him and continued talking.

'And it's not like they just didn't want kids. They had other kids and kept them. They just didn't want me.'

'I'm so sorry Rey. I-'

'You stopped calling me Scavenger. How did you know my name?' Her eyes were wide and shiny her face wet. Kylo felt a ripple of sympathy tear through him.

'I paid Unkar Plutt a visit. Disgusting thing.' She muttered in response. He raised the fruit. 'Do you want?'

'Please.' He sliced the fruit in half and tossed both sides over. She grabbed it and viscously attacked it.

'You could eat like a human.'

'On Jakku if you ate slowly you didn't eat.' She shrugged.

'Hmm…' He thought for a moment while she devoured two more fruits he tossed at her and then drained a canteen.

'So,' She interrupted, 'Are you going to turn me over to the Sith? I won't go quietly.'

'Rey. I am not a Sith.'

'What?'

'I am a Knight of Ren. Not the same thing. Still the opposite of Jedi but not a Sith.'

'Yes but-'

'We can't go anywhere. The hyperdrive is shot.' Rey laughed.

'There's yet to be an machine I can't fix.' She yanked on the chain. He thought it over for a minute. He left the room and checked the comms. They were fully operational. Without thinking he yanked the receiver out and stuffed it in a compartment. He moved anything that could be used as a weapon and locked in the storage locker. He walked swiftly back to her. What was wrong with him?!

He just walked out. Really? She couldn't believe she talked about her family with Kylo Ren. Her enemy. She shook her head. She kept dreaming of them. It threw her off. Well he probably left her to die anyway. Great. At least he wouldn't bring her to Snoke then. She started to hear clanging in the ship and then he walked back in.

'Okay. Rules. You go where I go, You do what I do, and you listen to what I say. Got it?'

'And why would I do that?'

'Because your lightsaber is hidden with a thermal detonator on it. All it takes is one fallen branch, or leaf and your precious lightsaber will be little more than ash.'

'Fine. I won't be handed over Snoke. I won't go down without a fight.' He raised an eyebrow at her.

'Let's take it one step at a time. Fix the Hyperdrive.'

'Okay.' He uncuffed her and she mumbled thanks. She spent the rest of the day bossing him around and working on repairs. It would take at least four days. Hopefully someone would come looking for them. She was certain Master Skywalker knew where she was.

That night the temperature dropped and the two of them ended up huddled in the corner of the engine weren't quite touching but it was awkward all the same. The next day neither of them mentioned it. He took her with him on a jog, boy could he run fast, and then they gathered water and more fruit. As they climbed the ship she gave him a list of things to fix from the outside of the ship. She wanted time to search the ship alone. It took several minutes but she found the broken comm receiver. She reattached it to find that he was being hailed by pissed off General Hux. The weasly face man who was responsible for the death of an entire system.

She carefully yanked out the receiver and put it back in the container she found it in. Was he on the run why would he…. She marched outside intending to yell but her voice died in her throat. He was hanging upside down from the side of the ship shirtless welding two plates back together. She felt her throat get dry and her heart beat fast. She couldn't stop ogling him. She needed to stop this now. Now.

Okay, maybe in one minute.

'Rey?' Her head snapped up. 'Something wrong?'

'Umm no. Everything is fine. Great. Perfect. I'm hungry.' Her voice pitch was getting higher and higher until she was pretty sure she sounded like a dolphin.

'Okay. You're being weird.' He hopped down and they ate dinner in silence. They played a round of Sabbac and went to sleep huddled together next to the engine room.

The next day she woke up to find him watching her sleep. She could feel him in the force. He had this odd feeling of wistfulness to him.

'Do you generally watch people you have kidnapped twice sleep? It's weird.'

He laughed. 'No. Let's get a move on. We have a lot of work to do.'

The day went by in a blur. They did have a lot of work to do and she may or may not have closed the vents so it was really hot inside and he may or may not have been forced to take off his shirt. She really hoped the engine worked right. She was far too distracted to be certain.

That night they ate dinner in silence.

'We did well today it will probably be done tomorrow.' She muttered.

'We should discuss where we should plug our hyperspace coordinates.'

'I would say a resistance base. Don't you want to see your mom?' She smiled sweetly.

'Don't I want to be executed on war crimes? Nope. But don't you want to see the inside of a destroyer? Again?' This wasn't going to go anywhere.

'Sabacc? Play for coordinates?' She asked.

'Sure let's play Sabacc but no on the coordinates. Let's raise the anty. Do something exciting.'

'Why?

'I'm bored.'

'Hmm… okay. Strip Sabbac?' Woah. She had definitely not meant for that to come out of her mouth. But he smiled and yanked his cloak over his head.

'I have more clothes to loose but sure.' She laid down the cards awkwardly. She was really nervous. What if he thought she was ugly or fat? She froze wait, why did she care? He was a sith. It didn't matter.

She won the first hand, then the second, by the time they were on thirteen he was in a t-shirt and pants. She lost the next round. she tossed off her shoes. Then he lost, and he yanked off his shirt. Then she lost, crap. She closed her eyes and yanked off her shirt. She looked down self consciously She was skinny, too skinny. She had missed too many meals. She looked up to see Kylo right in front of her. He had his hands on either side of her face.

'You aren't too skinny. You're beautiful Rey.' She felt her heart swell and her cards drop.

'This force bond is serious isn't it?' She asked.

'It's only going to get stronger. It's important that we-' She cut him off and kissed his lips like she had seen people do on the Niima outpost. It was wet and messy and sloppy but it was hers and she wanted it with this Sith, this Knights of Ren who kidnapped her twice. He pulled his face back.

'No Rey.' He whispered looking deep into her eyes. She felt her stomach plummet. 'Like this.'

One hand slid down her back while the other hand gently combed her hair pulling her into his lap. His lips ghosted across hers soft as a ghost's carress. His lips reached down on hers again and she was surprised at the hungry noises she was making. His lips fused into hers and she let her hands wander across his bare chest. She felt him hesitate over her bra strap. She pulled away and smiled.

'Teach me. Teach me everything.' She whispered breathlessly. He grabbed her and kissed her. This time it was not gentle or smooth. He kissed her like he was suffocating and she was all the oxygen left in the galaxy. She matched his kisses with equal determination and fever. Her hands trailed up his scars and ridges of muscles.

He leaned over her and gently slid her down onto the floor. Her hands somehow unbuckled his belt without her telling them to do so. He kicked of his pants and quickly pulled down hers. Surprisingly she wasn't embarrassed or shy. She needed. She wanted. She felt that same need and want echoed through the force by him. HIs hands massaged his breasts; she wasn't even sure when he had taken off her bra. She moaned loudly as he started to suck on her hard nipples.

She cried out when he bit on her nipple gently teasing her. They were bouncing in tandem and she gently placed her hand on him, there, causing him to still immediately.

'Rey. Are you sure? I can't go back from-'

'We-Yes-Go.' She panted and started to take him in her hand. Rubbing hard and long across him. She had never seen a real humanoid penis and it was wonderfully beautiful with veins decorating the sides like an intricate piece of finery. And suddenly she was scared. She was not used to beautiful things what if she broke it or damaged it?

'You won't Rey'

'Promise?' She whispered.

'Promise.' She kept rubbing him up and down up and down. He hands had been ghosting up and down her stomach the whole time and he gently entered her with this fingers. She looked up in surprise. He was rubbing her in a circular motion. Her whole body began to burn. Her toes began to flex. She had taken care of herself before but what was this, was this feeling?

She began to shake as the feeling grew and built up. She moaned uncontrollably releasing him from her grip and gripping on to his back scratching and clawing at him begging for release.

'Rey... Rey... Rey... baby don't stop.' He rammed himself into her and she cried out. It was too much. She felt as if she would explode. Her body started to buck spasmatically.

'Kylo' She screamed and came shuddering around him. She saw white and gold and was not able to piece together even a single thought. As she finished the last of her shudders he came too shouting her name and collapsing on top of her. She felt him empty himself in her and found herself shivering in response. A good shiver. His head was slick with sweat and there were cards stuck everywhere. Everywhere.

'Mmmdfdf…' He mumbled. She mumbled back. He kissed her forehead and rolled her over pulling her into his side. She laid her head between his shoulder and his chest. She fit perfectly there. He covered them with his heavy cloak and she fell asleep in his arms.

When she woke the next morning she was sore and alone. Painfully sore. She could smell food. He was walking over clad only in pants, thank the maker, holding a plate of food. She was grateful for the... ummm food. She didn't think her first time would be so… good. It was supposed to be terrible and painful. And-

There was a loud crash. She sat up.

'Kylo? Are you alright?'

'That was your first time?' He looked like he was being force choked.

'Yes, why?'

'Fuck, Rey. I thought. Unkar Plutt suggested. I never-' She felt her blood go cold and her hatred for Unkar Plutt intensify. Of course he would find a way to fuck even this little bit of happiness for her. It was what he lived for.

'Forget it then. We won't talk about it. We'll pretend it never happened. You and Unkar Plutt can go-'

'He's dead.' He said flatly. His eyes were suddenly dark as he leaned back against the door frame not bothering to pick up what he dropped. He was clearly uncomfortable.

'What?!'

'He called you a… a…' He uncrossed his arms shamed facedly. He was looking at his fingers now as if they were remarkably fascinating.

'Whore?' She asked. Kylo nodded. 'And you killed him? Why?"

'I saw your memories. Remember? You're kind and good and honorable. He was being an insufferable-'

'Just because someone is insufferable doesn't give you the right to kill them.'

'I won't let people talk about you that way.'

'Why?' She whispered slithering up to him and putting a hand on his chest. He was silent for a moment his ears turning a dark shade of brilliant red.

'Cute.' It was barely a whisper. She whipped her hand off of him.

'What?'

'I think you're cute too.' She stopped breathing. Her throat seized up. No. No. No.

'too?' She managed to choke out as she stumbled backwards.

'How do you think I found you?' She curled up and buried her face in her hands wishing for the ground to swallow her whole. Carefully she felt him unpeeled each of her fingers and looked at her inquisitively.

'You didn't wonder why I didn't kill you at Starkiller Base?'

'You thought I was… cute?' He drew her into his lap.

'I still do.' She rested her hand on his chest.

'Rey, I didn't realize it was your first time. I should have- I would have... been more gentle. I would have talked you through... I...' She rested a finger on his lips.

'Sh...It was perfect Kylo. Perfect. I wouldn't change anything.' He pulled a card off of her thigh and waved it around like a flag.

'Nothing?' He smirked. She nodded her head vehemently and he kissed her cheeks hugging her close. They intertwined their fingers and looked down.

'What are we going to do?' She whispered.

'About What?' he sighed.

'You know what.'

'Let's just be happy while it lasts. We'll worry about it tomorrow, your worship.' She wriggled her eyebrow at him at the nickname. He just shrugged and kissed her forehead.

'Okay.' She snuggled into him, savoring every moment knowing that all to soon they were going to be facing each other on battlefields. He ran a hand gently across her cheek. It wasn't supposed to be this way. It was never supposed to be this way.

But he would fight like hell to make sure it stayed this way.

Epilogue:

Luke Skywalker sat up and sighed.

'Padawans' He muttered as if it was some form of profanity. If they bothered to listen to half the things he told either of them then they would know that their dance was literally being broadcasted out to anyone who was connected to the force.

He sighed. Send one padawan to clear her head about the other padawan and they end up meeting up and having sex. Great. Next thing he needs is another Skywalker to add to the already messed up lineage. He sighed as he saw his comm light up.

Leia. Great. He was never going to hear the end of this.