Summary: Changing the Star Wars Universe one pregnant male at a time. Or: A different way the confrontation could have gone. Warnings: mpreg, spoilers,
So this is an idea that has been floating around my head for a while and I guess I finally got around to writing it. I have no idea if there is going to be a sequel or not, I guess it depends on how much support I get + if the inspiration lasts.
I know I could write this without the mpreg but I got inspired to write it with the mpreg so really it's a case of either fic with mpreg or no fic at all.
Warnings: mpreg, spoilers, abortion contemplation,
Also – I actually have a bit of world building about mpreg in the Star Wars universe (especially the Skywalker family). It's not much but if you want it just shoot me an ask on my tumblr to remind me (GoddessofRoyalty) and I'll post it.
He is conflicted.
Really she shouldn't be. As far as he is concerned Ben is dead and everything that held sway over Ben does not have any power over Kylo Ren. Still, there is something inside that is drawing him back to the thing that once gave Ben comfort and advice when he got into a position he didn't know how to deal with. He blamed the weak beating heart beat that rests beneath his lungs for the fact that his (old dead identity's – Ben was dead. Ben was dead. Ben was dead and maybe if he kept telling himself that he'd start to believe it) father's hand raises this feeling of hope inside him.
He has options.
He has so many options that it is starting to make his head spin. He has so many options that he wouldn't even know where to start listing them all. He even has other people to go to for advice if he wanted it. Snoke for one would likely have a very clear idea of what to do moving forward. Of course he could also decide not to let anyone know (except a doctor but dead men can spill no secret). Keep it a secret until the day he dies, a little mishap that isn't even a hiccup in the grander scheme of his life. He wants to rage against the fact that now he has this new option presented to him more and more of his wants to grab it with both hands and run.
He finds himself taking in the room.
His father's wookiee is of course a little behind them (will be loyal to the man until both their dying days), it's off the railing on (relatively) safe land. There are Stormtroopers coming making it all the more pressing to make a decision about the current offer now. He doubts it will be put on the table ever again. There is also the fighter jets above them trying to shoot into where they are, to destroy where they are currently standing in order to destroy the planet. Not that they really effect anything, they can't do enough damage in enough time to save the day. Finally there is the other two standing above watching over what is going on waiting for someone else to make a move before they make their own.
The girl, of course, knows.
He shouldn't have ordered them to pull out. Should have just kept searching for the droid and killed her. Leave her body on that forest floor for the resistance to find. Instead he was so sure he could get the answers he sought out of her head. Then again, how in the history of all the worlds could he have predicted she would have been able to fight back against him? That she could have been able to not only kick him out of her mind but push into his? What was worse, he had thought he had hidden his thoughts about the matter well but she had found them so fast (but then again it's hard to keep something locked away when it is constantly weighing on your mind). "It's not just you you're worried about," she had said and he raged. "You're not as trapped as you think." He knew that, he had so many options, he had never felt trapped in the situation – or at least that was what he told himself again, and again, and again because clearly it was true. She stands there now watching the scene with fright-filled eyes and he is sure she will still kill him to protect Han.
There was also the traitor.
The man himself isn't that much of a threat but there was news from the battle-field that he used a lightsaber, that he still carried said lightsaber. That fact coupled with the girls new found abilities makes them a powerful threat. Even if the girl is not trained she had proven herself quick to adept to her new powers. One would be a fool to underestimate them together. The situation could all too easily end in a fight between him and them and while his condition has not yet reached a point to alter his fighting prowess there is still a chance it could cause it to end badly. For some reason he quickly dashes the idea of using it against the girl. Of asking her if she is willing to hurt him if it could kill a, potentially innocent, other. Is it because he believes she would fight anyway? Or perhaps he is so weak as to not be willing to use it as weapon? Couldn't bring himself to threaten it to gain victor? Without the traitor though she would be weaponless, and a lot less of a threat to him (and to it).
All their eyes are on him.
"Ben," his father – no, Han Solo, says, taking a step forward and Kylo realises he's hardly breathing. "Come home with us." He wants to throw it back into his face, wants to deny, deny, deny, but he can't. He raises a foot, to take a step back or forward he does not know. It stays there, hovering barely millimetres above the ground. No one else in the room can probably see it, but he can feel it (just like he can feel what grows within him that no-one else can see). All he has to do is decide, just make up his mind one way or the other.
It would be so easy to kill Han Solo.
Just turn his lightsaber on and the blade will slice through the man's flesh, through his heart, through his lungs. It would be the most potent and final 'no' he could ever give.
It would be so easy to say yes.
Just let go. Accept the help his father offered him and take flight off the world with them back to the resistance and his mother's waiting arms.
It's so hard to decide.
Chewie makes a call that means the Storm Troopers are coming near and suddenly the decision has to be made right that instant instead of soon, not that it makes it any easier. "Ben, please," his father begs and Kylo is sure he isn't even breathing at all anymore (he knows for the fact the girl and the traitor aren't, can feel the stillness that surrounds them despite only one truly knowing what is at stake).
He isn't breathing.
He isn't breathing.
He isn't breathing.
He lets go.
Han takes the lightsaber from his hand so carefully, tucks it away somewhere before pulling his son into a hug.
Ben's first renewed breath is filled with the scent of his father. He takes it deeply.
Han is the first to pull away. Yelling up at the two watching (who are also breathing again Ben notices), telling them to go back to the ship and start it up. That they'll catch up but the ship had better be able to take off the second they reach it. Then his attention is back onto his son and his hand is on Ben's wrist. "Come on, we got to go."
They run off the railway as fast as they can, run out of the room as Chewie detonates the explosives they put there. The room goes up in flames and Ben feels the heat of it despite their distance.
At one point he stops running, forcing his father to stop with him. Han looks at him and Ben knows how it looks. Can see how it looks. Like he has changed his mind and is about to betray his father now that two members of the audience are no longer there. He isn't though, and instead leads his father through the halls to the shortcut he knows.
Soon enough they are running through the woods towards the ship. The world is now cracking, the rebellions plan successful and apparently Han was right in the need to take off as soon as they reach it.
The girl, no, Rey, her name is Rey so he might as well start calling her that, is at the controls and is rapidly pressing buttons and flipping switches. Han takes a position next to her to help and Ben finds himself leaning against the wall of the ship trying desperately to catch his breath. He hadn't even considered thinking about what he has done until later. What it means is going to be dealt with even later still.
The traitor (he can't really call him that anymore seeing what he has now done but he doesn't have a better name yet) comes over and gently grips his shoulder. "How you holding up?"
He doesn't know or at least Ben believes he doesn't. It is always possible Rey told him while they were waiting for the others to show up at the ship but Ben doubts it. There was something in the way she didn't speak up through his whole confrontation with his father that made him believe she was the kind to keep a secret.
Not that it matters either way of course. Eventually it was going to be revealed. It may not be obvious at that moment but it would eventually be. It's not something that can stay hidden forever.
Ben brushes off the traitor's hand and moves deeper into the ship hoping he made the right decision.