Sith!Reader x Ben Solo

You never thought you would be in this situation. You, the most powerful darkside user since Vader, on the crumbling ground of Starkiller Base, slowly bleeding out.

Sure, you were already injured when you faced the lost Jedi, Ben Solo, but that isn't an excuse. Now you lied on the ground wondering what could have been if you never would have turned. You could have a life with the one man you loved. You could live in peace, have a family of your own, live on Naboo on the lake. But you didn't deserve that, not after what you had done.

Han Solo had always been a father figure to you, sure he wasn't the best, but he was better than your own. You didn't want to kill him, you wanted so badly to go home, but Snoke would find you and kill you horrifically.

Snoke is using you for your power.

His words still rang through your head. Was it true? Was he really using you? Certainly you would have been rescued by now if he cared at least the littlest bit.

I'm so sorry about this. I want to come home so badly, but he'll track me and kill me along with everyone else. I'm sorry, Han.

You remembered how he looked at you before falling into the abyss. He looked at you with tears in his eyes, but also hope. Hope that you would turn back. Hope that his sacrifice meant something. When he fell, you were shot. Between the pain of the shot and the pain of killing Han, you were in tears. The fiercest woman in the Galaxy was in tears.

You looked up to see the scavenger, the rogue trooper, and Ben Solo looking down at you. Just seeing Ben made your heart break. He looked at you with disgust and hate written on his face instead of the love and joy and used to show. When you destroyed the temple and left Ben, you broke him. He was devastated.

You looked up at the sky through the trees as darkness slowly took over you. You heard voices from far away, but you didn't hear what they were saying. You fell into unconsciousness before you could.

When you woke up, you were in a very unfamiliar medical wing, nothing as advanced as the First Order at least. You went to sit up, but quickly stopped yourself as you noticed you were strapped down.

"Y/N L/N in the flesh. I almost thought you wouldn't wake up after that nasty blast Chewie gave you." Ben said smirking.

"Let me go, Ben." You demanded. He walked closer to you, but slowly. His face was more beautiful than you remembered, he grew into a very handsome man.

"That's not gonna happen. sweetheart. Did you forget that you destroyed the temple? Killed a ton of innocent people? Killed my fucking father? Did you forget that you broke my heart when you left?" He shouted at you.

"You think I wanted to do any of that, Ben? Do you honestly think I woke up one morning and decided I'd kill everyone?! Do you think I wanted to kill Han? If I would have came back willingly, Snoke would have tracked me down and killed me along with all of you! I told Han that! He died knowing I was trying to protect all of you!" I shouted back. Tears streamed down my face as I looked at the man I used to love.

"I know there is still light in you, I can feel it. Please stay. We can take him on together. Please." He begged.

"Okay."