Author's Note: I do not own Star Wars.

In the Dark Depths, I Drown

"REY!"

Her body was thrown in to the air in front of him and fell as the bond dissolved, and Kylo found himself back in what was previously Snoke's throne room. As he panted, with fear clearly visible in his widened eyes, he came to realise that two guards were looking at him. They had stepped closer to him from their position on the door to the room, but not much closer. Those around him feared him. His rage, his anger. Even Hux had diminished his own snide, sarcastic comments, ever since Kylo had choked him. He had felt his rage and power, and that had scared him. Kylo relished in the feeling of making Hux scared of him. He'd do anything to wipe away the memories of his smug grin whenever Snoke had chosen him over Kylo.

"Leave," he hissed at the guards. Quickly, the pair retreated back through the door they were meant to be guarding.

"Rey," he whispered, but he felt nothing in return. He couldn't feel her. Since the bond had made itself known, he would often feel a small sensation of her emotions, but now he felt absolutely nothing. As tears brimmed to his eyes out of fear that he had lost her forever, with their last encounter being his intention to try to hurt her, even try kill her. He felt shame. Regret. Snoke was right. He is weak. Rey is his weakness.

Cold. Rey felt cold. As her eyelids started to open, all she could see was blue. A dark, cold blue. Her head felt clouded, she didn't feel as though she could think. Her eyes suddenly widened when she came to the realisation that she couldn't breathe. Struggling, due to the pain in her body, she swam towards the now dark surface. Reaching the surface of the water, she took a sharp intake of breath. Spluttering a little to remove the water from her lungs, Rey looked around panicked. Whatever had collided with her had knocked her from the cliff with such force that it had knocked her unconscious. If she hadn't have come to, she would have drowned. Looking to the sky, Rey could see the dark, almost black smoke bellowing from the island's centre, changing the calming blue sky to its dangerously dark opposite.

When something touched her arm, Rey pulled away sharply, only to see that it was an unconscious creature floating in the sea beside her. As Rey looked around her, it wasn't the only one. Around her floated multiple creatures, even a few Resistance members. From where had instinctivly managed to grab on to a creature treading water, she could see that there was no way they could be saved.

Looking back up towards the cliff, she remembered. Ben. Ben had screamed her name when she was hit.

No, I can't think about that right now, I need to swim away from this disaster.

As Rey turned her head, she saw a very small island where Finn, Rose and the other Resistance members must have swam to. Starting to swim, Rey realised how tired her body had become from attempting with all her might to reach the surface in the aftermath of her unconsciousness, and subsequent oxygen deprivation. Being from a desert planet did not allow her to learn how to swim. Luke's island had been unsettling with the amount of water that surrounded it. Yet, when she fell in to the pond in that dark place, she had managed to reach the surface, but not without much struggle.

Surviving, that is all that matters right now. Realising that her present lack of stamina was starting to become an issue, Rey used what little energy she had left. "Finn?" she shouted. With no response, Rey carried on clinging to the creature, calling his name whenever she felt she had enough oxygen for her voice to even be remotely audible. "Finn?"

"Rey?" she heard shouted back. Ahead of her, on the island, she saw the blurry shape of a man, who she presumed was Finn. As he had seen her, Rey didn't shout again. Wait. She could see them now, so she must have gotten closer somehow. Looking to the creature, she saw that it had began swimming, not in the direction of the specific island but just past it, close enough for her attempt to swim to the island.

Suddenly, something grabbed Rey's ankle painfully tight and pulled her underwater. Unfortunately, her grip of the creature's fur had caused it to be pulled down with her, until her grip started to loosen. The scream that would have been audible, was silent in the water. It's only evidence being the bubbles that had escaped her mouth, before everything went black.

Black. Red. Anger. Fury. Rage. Pain. Something was coming towards her. Something tall and dark. It was getting closer, but she couldn't move. She felt paralyzed. As it got closer, she realised. She knew what it was. Standing right in front of her, she looked at the eyes, but all she saw was fear. Pure fear. She knew those eyes. She had seen them before, just before she was knocked unconscious on the cliff edge.

Ben.

Slowly, the vision was completely enveloped in black, as though someone had set it on fire and left it to burn.

Rey could hear shouting. As the ringing in her ears stopped, Rey could hear Finn. Her eyes shot open as she regained consciousness, rolling over she coughed up the water she had unwillingly swallowed. Wheezing, she looked up at Finn. The concern was clear in his eyes, but the sigh he released showed his relief.

"What grabbed me?" she panted. Her mouth was dry and she could taste the salt from the water, causing her to grimace.

"Doesn't matter now. We jumped in the water and shot at it with our blasters. It let you go pretty much straight away," he laughed quitely, before his expression returned to concern. "You okay?"

"As good as can be expected after the amazing morning I've had," she responded sarcastically, enjoying the humour after the disaster. Humour and hope. That is all they have left to hold on to. He broke out in to a grin.

"Now you know the reason why we never tried out a swim in the water before."

Her and few other surrounding people laughed. Sitting up, Rey felt the ache in her body return, causing her to realised a pained groan. She may be a Jedi, but damn, this reminded her that she was still human. Finn placed a hand on her shoulder, while Rose returned with a med-kit, they had managed to swipe in their rushed exit.

"What are we going to do now?" She asked worriedly.

As Finn looked back to her face, she could tell what he was going to say.

"We wait. It's all we can do."

Several hours later.

Kylo couldn't take it any longer. He couldn't feel her. He felt nothing through their bond. As he paced his room, he felt his anger rise up. At it's peak, he punched his mirror. He looked at his still clenched fist, blood running down from his knuckles. He deserved pain.

He punched the mirror again, ignoring the hiss that escaped his mouth. Looking up, he saw his reflection in the now cracked mirror.

It suited him much better, he thought.

Damaged, unfixable, just like him. He deserved this pain. He had wanted to hurt her.

He couldn't feel anything. She was the only thing keeping him towards the middle of the dark and the light of the force, keeping him as close to balanced as he could get. He went to her, because he was angry. He had wanted to hurt her. Since Crait, she had not spoken to him. He missed her voice. He just wanted to hear something from her. She was what kept him sane, yet she managed to drive him insane at the same time. She balanced him. He needed her. Now, all he felt was his own loneliness. She was gone, and he was alone.

He had just wanted to hear her voice. That's all he needed.