AN: Sorry for the delay. I had a busy weekend, didn't get a chance to write, and I managed to get this together. I feel like it could have been better, but I feel that this is pretty good.

The ship slowed as it came out of hyperspace, the Finalizer growing through the viewport. Rey looked over at Kylo, now back as Matt with his wig and glasses. He was gripping his chair tightly. Rey piloted the ship closer to the Star Destroyer.

"Unidentified craft, identify yourself and proceed away from us." A voice crackled over the comm system.

Rey reached for the reply button. "This is general repair tech Rana, with radar technician Matt. We managed to take over the ship and are reporting back."

The comm system was silent for a moment, before Hux's voice snapped through. "Proceed into the hanger. A squadron of TIE fighters will escort you, and if you deviate from the course a millimeter, you will be blasted." Sure enough, four of the fighters sped out from the bay, surrounding the ship. Rey did her best to keep her hands calm as they formed a square around the ship, bringing it into he hanger and landing.

The outer door hissed open, and Rey could hear Stormtrooper boots on the floor. She held her hands over her head, gesturing for Kylo to follow. He shifted behind her, both of them walking out to where the group of troopers were. They were escorted again, this time to the hanger itself. Hux, surrounded by a cadre of officers, was standing there, glaring at them. "Explain."

Rey did, quickly and skipping over how they had been distracted by making out in an alley. She left out using the Force, merely saying that they'd overtaken a worker who had come to sedate them again, and had used her blaster to incapacitate the rest. "Then I piloted the ship back, the guys who took us are in one of the cells."

Hux turned to one of the officers. "Lieutenant Colonel Zack, confirm their identities."

Zack stepped forward, "That's them. Thanks for ruining our vacation, guys."

Rey rolled her eyes. "Not our fault."

Hux gestured for someone to come forward. Two troopers were dragging somebody between them, they took him onto the ship and immediately sealed it. The ship then rose up by itself, and moved out away from the Star Destroyer. Hux looked over at an officer. "Tell the cannons to fire when ready."

There was a sudden burst of green laser fire, and the ship exploded in a fiery ball of metal and plastic.

Hux had a smirk on his face. "Gerani will be needing a new mayor." He then turned to Matt. "You, follow me. Everyone else, back to work."

Rey reached out and grabbed Kylo's hand. "Please don't kill him."

She saw his lips twitch upwards. "I make no promises." He stalked off after Hux, leaving Rey to find her way back down to her quarters and get back into her jumpsuit, grab her data pad, and head off to fix a engine panel that had been damaged during the fuel cell transfer. She was cross legged on the floor as she tried to twist it back into shape when a shadow fell over her.

A Stormtrooper was standing over her, the trooper's voice filtered but clearly female. "You cost me my day off."

Rey kept her eyes on the piece in her hand. "I didn't do it intentionally."

"I don't care." The trooper stepped closer, then a white clad foot reached out and kicked the piece in her hand away. "Nor do most of the others."

Rey reached for the piece, only to have it kicked away again. "Don't you have something better to do?"

"My guard shift here doesn't end for another three hours." The trooper replied, leaning up against the engine. She raised her fist and slammed it into the engine, denting the metal. "And there's a lot of things to break in here."

Rey could feel something in the Force whispering to her, telling her that she should just slam the trooper back against the wall, that she should pull off the trooper's helmet and watch the other woman's face turn blue as she choked the life out of her.

Rey just moved over, picked up the dented piece, and got back to work.

If there was anything more humiliating than being Matt the Radar Technician, it was Hux finding out. The man was full of himself, smirking as he dragged Kylo up to the bridge. Kylo was fairly sure he meant to reveal his identity to the whole crew, but he merely pointed to a broken console. "Fix it. It's been broke since Ren threw his last tantrum."

Kylo gritted his teeth, remembering destroying it. More Resistance bases were found, but all were empty. He had let his anger loose, smashing the console apart with his lightsaber. He knelt in front of it, having no idea what to do. "Alright."

Hux seemed content to watch him. "The man is an absolute child. An embarrassment to this organization. No wonder the Supreme Leader has little faith in him." His voice said he was sneering even if Kylo couldn't see it. "He lost a restrained prisoner, fully restrained and ready for interrogation."

Kylo pulled back from the console. He couldn't do anything to fix it, they'd have to get a new one. "Maybe he wasn't there when she escaped."

"Then maybe he'd do better work as a radar technician. You wouldn't mind his company, would you Matt?"

Kylo tried not to reach out and throttle the man, either by the Force or with his hand. "I can't fix this. You need a new one." He didn't even wait for Hux to dismiss him. He'd never let that man actually have proof that he was superior, he wasn't. Kylo was still higher, more powerful than him. Even if he was Matt.

There was something flowing through the bond, tiredness and anger. Rey? She had never struck him as the type to be angry needlessly. He followed the bond, leading him down to the engines. Half the plating from one had been wrenched off and thrown about the room, Rey was sitting on the floor, trying to match everything up. Kylo noted the red around her eyes, and on the tip of her nose. He knelt down by her. "Are you alright?"

She sniffed. "I'm fine, Matt." She rubbed her nose. "Kylo, sorry."

"Who did this?"

"Some pissed off trooper, blamed me for costing her a day off." Rey looked down at the plating around her. "I can't leave until it's finished." She had some of it organized like a puzzle, ready to pop back onto the housing.

Kylo reached over and fumbled his way through some of the pieces. He managed to line up a couple. "Like this?"

"Yeah, now we only have three hundred more to go." She laughed, but there wasn't any life in it. It took them hours to get through the pile and get everything back on. By the end of it, she was barely standing.

"Do, do you want me to help you to your bunk?" He reached out, wanting to put her arm over his shoulder, but unwilling to do it.

She yawned widely, stumbling off down the hallway. "I should be fine." He followed her anyway, even if he didn't take her hand. Rey almost weaved across the hallway, trying to thread her way through the night shift that was just getting to work. Finally, she stopped in front of her door, her fingers fumbling through the code to open it. "Good night, Kylo."

The door opened, but before she went in, he reached out and grabbed her. He enjoyed how she fit into his chest, how his chin tucked over her head. He could feel the bond, the calm merely a trickle compared to what it usually was. Do you want me to find the trooper?

She chuckled, and he found he liked the way her voice felt against his chest. I kind of do.