"You will come to me."
No arrogance in spite of the words. Just dead calm certainty.
"You saw how that worked out the last time."
Defiance … and desperation.
"Remember how we fought together. Back to back. Side to side. We moved like two halves of a whole. I could feel your heartbeat. It was beautiful. It was right. It was like making love..."
"You know so much about that ..."
"As much as you do I expect. We've both been alone all our lives. We were meant to find each other. We've been waiting all our lives to find each other. Can't you see we're bound?"
"I'll kill you."
A soft laugh. "No you won't. You've had chances. Each time you turned aside. You can't kill me any more than I can kill you. We're part of each other."
"I will never join you! Never!"
"It's cute how you think you have a choice. Stop fighting it. Stop fighting us."
"There is no us. There will never be an us. I offered you my hand but you refused. You chose your side. I chose mine. I will stop you."
"You won't. You can't. I wanted you to come to me of your own free will. I wanted you to choose us. You will come to me. You can fight it every step of the way. Drag your feet. Hold onto the stars until they're ripped apart, but sooner or later, you will be where you belong- at my side." A moment's pause, and then that aching honesty that cuts deeper than any light saber ever could. "Can't you see that I want you? Isn't that what you've dreamed of all your life- to have someone want you?"
"I- please, Rey. Have mercy. You're tearing me apart."
"I'm done with mercy, Ben. I'm done with fighting against what I want. Every time you close your eyes, I'll be there. You could turn your back on your father. You could walk away from Luke. Maybe you can even resist Leia. But me? You'll never be free of me. You'll come to me, Ben Solo." And then that pang of loneliness, of need … "But please hurry. I miss you."
"Rey ..." The anguish … the need … and the resistance. The rebellion. He was who he was, and surrender had never been easy for him. "I have to go."
And then she feels the link, the bond, dampen … it doesn't break. It can never be broken. She does not think he would really break it if he could. She knows him now. She knows the need- she knows that she's important to him. More important to anything- anyone- else.
He belongs to her. He belongs with her.
And deep in her soul, Rey knows that it's only a matter of time.
"You will come to me, Ben Solo. You will come ..."