Rey did not have a soulmate- at least not one who tried to communicate with her. Sometimes she would think about it, consider using an old pen she found in her AT-AT. But what should she say?
"Hi, I'm Rey, your soulmate. I'm a scavenger stuck on Jakku and I can't leave until my family returns, so I guess I'll never see you?"
As if. She knew proper names would turn to smears of ink on thier arm.
Still, she had kept the pen. One day, she told herself. With her family beside her, she would write hello in every langue she knew. The would celebrate with her if there was an answer, comfort her if there wasn't. And if something changed, if her soulmate asked, she would answer. If not... Well, she knew from experience it was easier to say goodbye to someone you had never met.
Finn did not have a soulmate. That was for the best, he knew. Slips had one, one who had left swirled doodles of flora and little hellos on his left arm. Slips had been terrified at first, trying to figure out what his body was reacting to. His was the first in thier squadron to contact them. The Nurse Captain Gorns had taken Slips away for a while, then he had gone through reconditioning.
A few weeks later, the words "I'm sorry. I love you" has appeared in red on Slips hand. He had washed it away before Gorns had seen it.
Three had nicked a pen off an engineer to answer his when the first message had arrived. No one knew what he had said, but he never got another message. Nine had taken it off Three, to scrawl a premeptive warning to his. The pen had been passed around the squad. Finn- or, rather, FN-2187 - had not been given it. Better that way he had told himself that night. How do you even say goodbye to someone you had never met?
Finn didn't think about it when he was on Jakku. Not the first time, not the second. He was too busy thinking of breathing. Of Slip. Of all the innocent villagers. Of the Pilot he had to break out. Then, he was too busy thinking of Water. Of the Droid. of all the troopers that would be sent after him. Of the Pilot whose mission he had to finish.
On the stolen ship he had time to think. He wandered off to a bunk room. There was a pen on the floor. He thought about it. Once the Droid and Rey where safe with the resistance, he could disappear. Work a while now the outer rim. If the resistance won, maybe he'd even go farther than that. He could find his soulmate. He thought about it for a while, but once he decided, he immediately picked up the pen and took off Po- His jacket. Rolling up his sleeve, he wrote a shaky "Hello".
Finn paused. What else to say? Well, apologies where in order, he supposed.
"I'm sorry I took so long to write you. I was in a bad place, it was dangerous. If you aren't mad at me, please write back. Oh, I'm Finn by the way."
He nodded to himself. He didn't want to put his soulmate in danger, but he still explained himself. He brought the pen to his skin to say goodbye, then stopped again. It seemed to early to say "love you," especially as they hadn't met yet. And "Good bye" seemed too final. He settled on "see you later". Now that was good.
He stared at his arm, daring to hope a little bit again. The ship shuddered, and Rey cursed.
"Finn! We have a problem!"
Rey nodded at Solo, leaving the cockpit. She needed to use the fresher. She looked at the cracked and slightly blue tinged mirror she wiped at he face, enjoying the water while using as little as possible. Deciding to shake the sand out of her armwraps -Solo had muttered something about never getting the sand out of the inner mechanics of the ship- Rey began to unravel them. She stopped halfway.
There were words.
AN: Hey guys, what do you think of this little au I though of? it might stay a one shot, but I think I want to finish it. What do y'all think? it may or may not be the ship you think it is... (Spoilers!)
if you liked this I have another star wars fic, Pools In The Current.
or some X-Men stuff too.
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