Thanks for all the reviews! I have about 2 or 3 more chapters in my head and I will get them up soon!

Rey's POV

After hours in the squad room we all finally get to go to our rooms. I take a nice long cold shower and change for bed. Only once I get into bed I can't seem to sleep. Something or rather someone is keeping me up; Leia to be exact. There is something about her that keeps my mind racing. She seemed so familiar when I met her, like I had known her my whole life. Stepping off the Falcon I just knew she was there, I knew it was her even though I had never seen her before in my lifetime. There was something about her that made me trust her instantly, she was almost motherly. Maybe it's just because she had such a strong connection with Han, yeah that's it. He had said she was force sensitive; maybe that's why we are connected. I try to sleep but there is an overwhelming sense of sorrow, distress and grief and for once it is not mine. It is as if my body is acting on its own accord, I get up and put my robe on.

I walk down a hallway, once again my feet acting on their own. I end up in a room that has a brilliant view of the sky, I am so mesmerized by it that I almost miss the small figure to my right. It's Leia, her shoulders are hunched, shaking with muffled sobs. I walk around and kneel in front of her; her long greying hair hiding her face.

"Leia" I say.

"Everyone I love dies" she whispers.

"My home planet, my people, parents, biological and adoptive, Han, my son…." She cries the last word broken off in a sob.

"I'm alone" The sobs coming in full force now, no longer muffled by her hand, just loud and heart wrenching.

"Look at me" I say as my heart breaks a little more.

"Leia look at me" I say again; her name catching her attention. She looks up, eyes swollen and red, her cheeks sunken and pale. I take her hands in mine.

"You are not alone, you have Chewie, Finn, Luke and me, heck you have a whole army that would do anything for you." I say as she squeezes my hands tighter.

She looks at me and bursts into tears. I pull her into a hug and she latches onto me like her life depends on it.

"He's dead. Han's dead, my Flyboy" She sobs.

"I know" I reply, my own eyes glazing over, I pull her a little tighter hoping to take some of the pain away.

"I know"