AN: Thank you guys so much for all your favorites, follows and especially, reviews! The scene this time comes from the SNL bloopers for the Undercover Boss sketch, which was pointed out to me by reviewer Cantare over on Ao3.

Sure enough, Matt was waiting with a muffin the next morning. Zack and Tim weren't there, they usually ate a quick meal and after fixing one of the main hydraulic lines, Rey was pretty late to breakfast. Rey smiled, quickly pulling off the transparent wrap on the muffin. Matt watched. "Were you warm last night?"

She popped a section in and swallowed before answering. "Yeah, just like being back home." Actually she'd sat on her bed for an hour trying to figure out if Kylo Ren had blown her cover and she should just get the hell out. But the more she thought about, the safer she felt. She'd barely felt Ren's energy on the ship, and she would have known if he'd been picking at the Force shield she'd thrown over herself. And the energy of his that was there, it was practically dormant. Way less red to it than the last time she'd been on his ship. And she was warm under the blankets, enough to almost make her miss Jakku. Regardless of when she had to return to the Resistance, she was taking those blankets.

Matt tried a smile. "Great, I'll tell Kylo Ren you liked them."

Rey could't help the smirk on her face. "You do that, Matt." She finished her muffin and gave him a little pat on the shoulder as she left. She could feel him freeze under her hand, but she just rolled her eyes. He was a dork, but he was kind of sweet. If he only wasn't such a Kylo Ren fanboy, she might... Well, who knew. Maybe he'd get over his Kylo obsession and be willing to have a cup of coffee with her like a normal, albeit slightly awkward, person.

Rey prepared herself for another day of minor repairs. Despite her best efforts to snoop, all the Finalizer did was stay in orbit over a planet. No moving, no jumps to light speed. Everything here seemed to be in standby, like the First Order was still figuring out what to do. But she had to find something. She couldn't return to General Organa and Master Luke with nothing but gossip about how two of the stormtroopers were involved with some of the upper officer corps. Finn would probably find it hilarious, especially the tidbit she'd picked up that Phasma spends her night polishing her armor by hand.

But nothing strategic, no plans, just repairs and maintenance.

The people at least were fine. They may have all been a little weird, but most of them seemed fairly nice. The more time she spent here, the more she wanted them to come over to the Resistance so she wouldn't have to think of them as the enemy. Especially Matt, that doofy guy wouldn't last a moment in a battle. Probably throw himself in front of a blaster bolt to save Kylo Ren.

She was still smirking when she entered the break room for lunch. Matt was standing by the door, staring at the wall. Someone had put up a poster of Kylo Ren, reading "Keep Calm and Kill the Resistance", and it had promptly been vandalized. Horns, an arrow through his head, Rey had a feeling it would have had a mustache if it would have shown up against the black mask. To compensate for that, several speech bubbles had been added.

Derp!

I have no friends.

Cry-lo Ren.

Rey barely had time to react before Matt lunged toward the wall and tore the poster from it, yelling while he did. The whole break room watched as he shredded the poster, then smashed a trooper's tray from his hand and threw another's cup of blue milk at the wall before screaming. He turned to look at everyone. "Sorry, employees." His teeth were bared, and he almost seemed to be growling.

Rey stepped in. "Hey, Matt? Could you come help me with something?" She gestured back to the hallway. "Out there?" He walked, well more stalked, outside and she followed him. Once they were far enough from the break room she pulled him aside. "Matt, what was that back there?"

He was still breathing hard. "I, they, just." He punched his fist into the wall. "Oww."

Rey reached over and pulled his fist away from the steel wall. "Okay, let's try this again. Why did you have that freakout?"

"I, I just really respect him. And that they would just, just deface it. It hurts. It makes me mad that Kylo Ren wasn't there because he would have used the Force to just annihilate all of them!" Matt drew his hand back to punch the wall again.

Rey reached over and caught it.

She was holding his hand. Well not really holding, more like stopping him from punching. But he still felt his breath hitch a little as he turned to look at her. Oh, he was still angry. So angry he was surprised the break room hadn't exploded into smithereens. But something about being Matt made him calmer. Being around Rana made him calmer, she seemed so unlike the others. She never made fun of him, well, not to be mean. He felt more at peace as Matt and around her. Except for when the crew made fun of him. He could end them with a thought and they made him the butt of their jokes. They would never do that to Darth Vader.

He let his eyes drop from Rana. "I, you should just leave me alone. I'll be fine."

"Matt, it's alright if you're angry. But you shouldn't just smash people's food out of their hands."

"Why? They probably wrote it."

"Because it's not what you do to your co-workers." She smirked again. "Because then it might get back to General Hux and then who would save me muffins and show me around the ship?"

He felt a smile pulling at the edge of his lips. Was she saying she needed him? Or was she trying to say that someone else would help her? "Uh, Zack?"

She smiled, pulling his fist open so she could grasp his hand. "Please, Zack has too much to do and Tim just knows where the break room, his bunk and his guard post is." Her fingers were laced through his. "You're my friend and I don't want you to get fired for some outburst."

Oh Force, she had called him her friend. "That's, um, that's really nice."

"Are you still hungry?" She glanced back toward the break room. "I've got some nutrient bars in my pocket, you probably don't want to head back there for a little bit." She pulled out one of the packaged bars, offering it to him.

"Sure, I guess." He accepted one, and followed her example by sliding down the wall to sit. He tore it open, biting into the sugar drenched grain. It actually tasted better than what they were serving today, some strange reptile he hadn't seen. It was practically a given that it would be overcooked, so really, he did prefer this.

Rana was tearing through her own bar. Kylo had to suppress a chuckle. Her manners were deplorable, chewing with her mouth open and usually talking while she did it. But she didn't seem embarrassed by it. He looked down at the empty wrapper in his hands, playing with it. "You don't think that, Zack and Tim, that they'll make fun of me for that, right?"

She shrugged. "They might, but just let it roll off you. They'll find something else to talk about."

Like how Kylo Ren was apparently obsessed with blankets. He'd heard that from three different crew members today. Luckily no one seemed to connect Kylo Ren taking all the blankets with Rana suddenly having a trove of them. He crumpled the wrapper in his hand. "I heard today that Hux, the General, that he uses makeup. That's he's got freckles all over his face and he hates them."

Rana chuckled. "Really? Does he use eyeliner too?"

Kylo looked down. "Did you mean what you said, earlier, I mean? That guys back on your home, back on Cadinth, that they wear it?"

"Yeah, when I was there I wore a lot of it too. It really does help cut the glare from the sun."

"Do you, um, think that they, uh, look good with it?"

She gave another laugh. "Why, thinking about picking up some?"

He could feel the blush in his cheeks. "No, I was just thinking that if you liked it, the eyeliner, that you might like Kylo Ren. Err, I mean, think he was handsome. Since, you know, he wears it under the mask to help with the glare."

She didn't laugh, but instead gave him a look that practically went through him. "You know Matt, I think I'm good without seeing Ren unmasked." She looked down as her data pad gave a ping. "Damn, I've got to go." She braced herself against the wall and stood up. He got up too, watching her. Rana held her arms out, waiting. "Matt, give me hug."

Kylo tried to figure out if she had some anterior motive. Did she know it was him? Was she going to rip off his wig or stab him with a screwdriver? "Uh, why?"

"Because it what friend's do after they've helped each other." She replied, walking forward and wrapping her arms around him. He was suddenly struck by how much shorter she was, her head barely reaching his collarbone. He awkwardly folded his arms around her, imitating the little squeeze she gave him. When she pulled away he almost followed. "I'll see you later, Matt."

"Yeah, uh, bye." He stammered watching her walk away. He felt that stupid smile again and couldn't help it.

A couple officers walked by. "Something funny, technician?"

"No."

"No, sir."

He glared at the man. "No, sir." The officers started walking away, and Kylo could honestly say he had no idea why the floor waxing droid suddenly rushed in front of them, sending them down to the ground.