Days had passed since the escape from Crait. Even with this time, there was still no real plan. All eyes were on Rey and she had no idea where to turn. She stared into the endless array of stars, trying to think of their next move. This was not the only thing that occupied her mind. The idea of kylo popping up at any given time threatened her. She wouldn't speak about any plans out of fear he would be there. He could find them that much easier and be three steps ahead without anyone knowing why. But the idea of him appearing to her wasn't completely horrible. A part of Rey almost waited for him, wanting him to appear before her. Just so she could see he was alive and well. Every so often she swore she felt a light breath on her neck or even a touch on her hand. Like someone grazing their hand over hers. She always looked but no one would be there. A prominent smell of leather and something else would linger though. It would pass like a ghost.

"Any new news on what our next move is?" Poe asked as he leaned in the doorway of the cockpit.
"Not yet. I'm still trying to figure out where to go. The empire is searching for us everywhere," Rey said as she rubbed the bridge of her nose.
"Then...maybe we have to go to places they don't go. Somewhere even the resistance hasn't gone"
"What are you suggesting exactly?"
"I'm saying maybe we should go to the unknown regions. You know the empire doesn't touch that side of the galaxy because it's not relevant to them. Just scarce planets that don't have enough resources to become a threat. Maybe we can find one that is quiet and take cover for a little bit. Just so we can regroup and figure out what were going to do."

He had a point. They had to dodge the Empire too many times to count now and had enough close encounters already. The unknown regions would have been a great place to hide, but where? Where would they go when they got to those uncharted areas. It was unknown for a reason, they'd be going in blind. Then it clicked.

"I know where we can go."

"Supreme leader, we had a few sightings of the ship but...they were too quick and got away," a general reported.
"...Very well. Keep searching. Find them and make sure there is no stragelers left. I want the resistance at my feet," Kylo spat.

The general quickly nodded and scurried away. There were so many close ecounters to the millennium falcon but they all came up empty handed. Kylo became more and more infuriated at every negative report. Sleep was secondary now and his main focus became the resistance. Not just the resistance, Rey. He just needed a little bit more time with her. Just a minute of them together in person and he just knew he could sway her. The future he saw was crystal clear and he knew she would be by his side. But it was unclear if it would be as a part of the dark side or the light. The idea of turning to the light was blasphemous in the beginning. But now, a part of him began to reason with it. Maybe things would be different if he was on the other side. What would it be like? What would be different? Would he be with Rey?

"Supreme leader, we need your approval on the knights of ren. They have been training nonestop since the unfotunate demise of Supreme leader snoke and look for your approval," a general reported. "I've already put all the information in this data pad."
"Yes, I will review them in my quarters."

Kylo walked past the general taking the pad with him. He swiftly returned to his room and almost let out a sigh of relief. He rolled his shoulders and threw his cape to the side. Being the supreme leader now meant he had to set an example. He had to be stoic and still all day. The only time he could relax was in his quarters. As he un buckled his weapons belt he swore he could hear faint whispers. He stopped and listened closely, trying to make out the subtle voices. Kylo turned around and saw Rey standing there in his room. Her back was to him and it was obvious she was speaking to someone that he couldn't see. By the way she was acting, she didn't realize he was there. He laid his belt down on his bed before quietly going up behind her. They were inches apart and she didn't sense him, or maybe she was acting like she didnt sense him. He could hear bits and pieces of the conversation but it was muffeled still. Maybe it was because Rey wasn't talking to him or maybe it was because she was blocking him out. Her hair was out of her usual bun and rested on her shoulders. Kylo tilted his head to the side curiously, reaching out to her. He gently touched it, holding a piece in his hand. A part of him wished he could take off his glove and feel it with his hand. Was it silky and smooth, or maybe rough and brittle

Rey jumped as she felt something touch her hair. She could feel something move it, almost holding it. Poe could see her skin crawl and he raised an eyebrow. "You okay?" he asked
"P-perfect. Now if you could excuse me, I'm going to get some rest. Thank you for helping me."

She quickly turned and closed the door to the cockpit. Rey came centimeters away from Kylo, close enough to see his chest rise and fall. "How long have you been there," she asked more startled than mad.
"Long enough. And just so you know I couldn't make out what you were saying so whatever you were speaking about is unknown to me."
Kylo looked down to Rey and could see her struggling not to make any contact with him. He was close, almost too close. She began to wiggle her way to the side to go past him but he put his arm up to block her only ways of escapeing. Rey could feel her heart beat in her throat as kylo blocked her in, just looking at her. Even now she couldn't read him to know what he was thinking.
"Why do you fear me?" he asked softly as he leaned down to be more eye level with her.
"I do not fear you. I despise you," she said trying to sound as menacing as she could. But, to Kylo it was almost amusing, like a hissing kitten.
"I can feel it. So afraid, yet i should be the one who should be scared. You shot first."

Kylo's eyes peered into hers, trying to figure out what she was thinkig. Rey did the same and couldn't help but stare at the scar on his face. She did that, she wounded him with just a flick of her wrist. Kylo moved one of his hands away from the wall and brought it up to his neck. He got a hold of the zipper on his shirt and pulled it down far enough to expose most of his chest. Rey eyed him carefully as he moved his shirt off one of his shoulders exposing a nasty scar.
"You did this to me. In the forest. You beat me and scard my body. Yet, you shake in fear wondering what I am scheming. And here I am, wondering why you let me live."
"We were seperated. The planet-"
"Not in the forest. In the throne room, you had every cance to kill me. It would have been easy. You could have used my saber. It ironically fits you. You held it with such courage and pride. You would have been a magnificent ally. One that I would be proud to stand by, maybe even follow."
"You can still follow me, Ben. Please."
"It is far too late for me, don't you think? I'm supreme leader now. I am now beyond the point of return. Or maybe i reached that point when I killed Han Solo."

The pain of that day struck the both of them. Rey's stomach twisted in knots as sorrow washed over her. Kylo felt a pit form in his throat, like he swallwed too much and now struggled to get it down. The guilt was still on Kylo's shoulders as the sorrow of losing somone who was like a father crushed Rey. They were both broken in their own way. Rey tried to look away from Kylo, too upset or even angry to even look at him. He leaned farther, going right next to her ear. "I've always wanted someone like you."

She looked to him quickly, almost too quickly. He had his arm leaning aganst the wall and used the other to caress her cheek. He was so close, too close. She could feel his breath on her face as his chest leaned against hers. His heart was slamming against his ribs as was hers. Rey tried to push him away, not knowing what to do in this situation, but Kylo's grip was like steel. He could feel their nose touch and he was so close to touching her lips. They barely grazed each other before Rey fell backwards.

Rey fell straight to her back as Kylo stumbled forward. Finn had opened the door to the cockpit to check on Rey, not expecting her to fall out of it. She didn't even realize what happened until Finn waved his hand over her eyes. "Rey? Are you okay? Rey?!" he said trying to get her eyes to focus on him.
"Wha...what happened?" she said sitting up and looking around. Kylo was no longer there and now it was just her and Finn.
"I don't know. I went to check on you and you just fell out. You hit your head pretty hard."
He helped her stand and noticed her face was unusually red. "You should watch your health. You may be getting a fever, your face is red."
Rey could feel her face get even hotter as Finn noticed her obvious blush. She waved him off and assured him she was fine. He seemed to trust her word and let her be, but in tuth she was anything but fine. Her heart wouldn't stop pounding and she felt like she was in a fever like state. Her head was on fire and she just wanted to have someone there. Someone to hold her and get as close as Kylo did to her. These feelings should disgust her but all she could think of was him and remember how close he was. . What did he do to her?

Kylo caught his balance as he fell, just missing the floor. He leaned against the wall with one hand, the other was over his mouth. He couldn't believe how close he was yet how far. His heart pulsed as did something else. He couldn't help but graze his hand over his groin, lightly wincing at the very touch. It had never been like this before, never this bad. Thoughts of what could happen or what he wanted to happen rushed through his mind and he felt himself pule through the fabric of his pants. His mind was in a fever of deire and he wanted to have Rey underneath him. To look at him with clouded eyes and desireing him. The pressure was undeniable and he needed a release. He needed Rey.