***Author's Note***

Hello again! I took a bit more time on this chapter, as the last one I posted was a bit of the short-ish side. Lots of plot, lots of lemon, and hopefully a good bit of funny. Enjoy!

Rey chuckled into Ben's chest; "Here, let me help you up," she said. As Ben struggled upright, he felt Luke's shock at seeing the stump of his left arm, and the artificial leg that Rey had made for him.

"Ben...what happened?" his Uncle whispered.

"He saved me, Master," Rey jumped in. "It cost him dearly to do so, as you can see. Not to mention the death warrant he signed for himself. Ben betrayed the First Order and killed five Knights of Ren, single-handed...Sorry; no pun intended," she added quickly as she glanced sheepishly at Ben.

Ben rolled his eyes and groaned at the terrible pun. "Single-handed?" Ben snorted out a laugh, "That couldn't have been any worse if you'd honestly been trying! You sure know how to make a man feel special, you know that?" Rey flushed and giggled for a moment as she reached up to take his face in her hands, her thumbs tracing the angry red line that slashed across his face.

Just then, they heard the unmistakable sound of an angry Wookie. From behind Luke, Chewie charged with such speed and ferocity that Luke and Rey had no time to react; all Ben had time to do was brace himself as Chewie swung a massive arm and connected soundly with Ben's chest. Rey heard and felt something snap as Ben was sent flying into the opposite wall. "Chewie, stop!" Rey screamed as she used a low-level Force blast to knock him back a couple of steps so that she could stand between Chewie and Ben. Chewie's eyes narrowed and he roared viciously at Rey. "I know you're angry, Chewie, and you have every right, but listen to me; the man that killed Han is dead. This is Ben, not Kylo Ren!" Chewie roared again; he was clearly beyond logic. From behind Chewie and Luke, Rey caught sight of Finn and Poe, gaping at the scene that was unfolding before them.

"That's enough," Came Han's voice, bringing the room to a standstill. "This is idiotic. You've been in the same space for less than fifteen minutes, and already you're trying to kill each other! Chewie, knock it off, you damn overgrown Ewok! Luke. We need to talk. There's something deeper going on here, and if you would give him a chance, Ben was going to tell you; not that you'd believe him if he did."

"Tell me, then. What's going on, Han?" Luke put his cybernetic hand on Chewie's elbow. "Stand down, buddy. Lets just hear him out, okay?" Chewie growled softly in assent.

Ben stood with a gasp of pain and staggered into Rey, where he remained, panting with his face pale and sweaty. "I have no memory of killing my Father," Ben said through gritted teeth. Luke looked sharply at his nephew. "And I don't mean I blocked it out. I remember deciding to hand my light-saber over, and the next thing I remember, it had been jammed through his chest," Ben's voice caught on the last word, and he could say no more.

"He's telling the truth, Luke. There was someone else behind his eyes. I could feel Ben blank out. What about this Master Ren character. Is that something he can do?" Ben nodded mutely and looked to his father with gratitude in his eyes. "You want to tear someone's arms off, Chewie? Tear off Ren's; I get the feeling he's pulling a lot more strings than we realize. I think this guy can give people a push and make them do whatever he wants; I'm not talking the Jedi mind trick, here. This is something more insidious. It reminds me of what Padme used to be able to do to Ben."

At this, Luke's eyes narrowed. "Well, it's all very...convenient...But;" He held up one finger here, "I'll reserve my judgment until I can see these supposed changes in you for myself. Until such time, I won't feel comfortable with you wandering my ship alone."

"My ship, Master."

"Yeah; her ship. I gave it to her, after all; besides, Chewie's kinda hung up on her. Aren't ya, you big furry oaf?" Chewie whined softly, his eyes shining. "I know. I miss you, too. Just take care of everybody, okay?" Chewie nodded as Han faded from sight. "I'll see you around, Kid."

In the silence of Han's departure, everyone shifted uncomfortably, until Rey broke the silence. "Come on; I've got to get you patched up. Again."

"I was serious, Rey. I don't want him wandering alone."

"Don't worry about that, Master. He won't be. I'll be with him." As they passed Finn and Poe, she reached out and took first Poe, then Finn by the hand, and squeezed gently. "It's going to be fine. Don't worry, you two."

Luke came in behind them as Rey lowered Ben onto a bench to begin tending his ribs. She dragged his tunic over his head as gingerly as she could, trying desperately to keep him from any further pain. She winced as his ribs shifted and the wave of nauseous pain rolled through them both. There was a long, shallow gash across his ribs where Chewie's arm had connected with Ben's chest. Rey sucked her breath in through her teeth and reached around for the emergency supplies. "Someone will have to share a room with him," Luke said as Rey dabbed some antiseptic on the gash. "I'm sure Rey has had more than enough of..."

Rey interrupted, "I'll share his room."

Luke's eyes narrowed. "What have you done, Ben? What have you done?"

Rey stood and glared defiantly at her Master; "What do you think we've done? What did you expect? We've been in hiding together for nearly a month! He saved my life, multiple times, and I've returned the favor. Multiple times. He has tended my wounds, and I have helped him with his missing limbs. What did you think would happen?"

Luke stepped back in surprise at the ferocity of Rey's verbal onslaught. "So. This is your decision? You...and him?" From over Luke's shoulder, Rey saw Finn and Poe's eyes grow wide, and their jaws go slack as they began to grasp the implications. In some distant corner of her mind, Rey thought that they both looked something like landed fish. It would have been immensely funny if the circumstances had been different.

"We've made our decision. There's no going back for us, now. Search out our Force connection, Master. See for yourself what we've done." Rey turned on her heel and sat down on the bench beside Ben and took his hand in her own. Ben lifted her hand to his lips and kissed it gently. Thank you, Rey. It means a great deal to me, what you've just done. Rey could feel the raw emotion behind the simple words. She reached up with her free hand and gently stroked the scar on his face with her thumb. In response, Ben smiled and squeezed her hand. Luke came closer and laid his good hand on their joined ones, seeking out their Force Bond. His eyes narrowed as he sensed the depth and strength of the bond.

"I don't believe it," he whispered to himself, "Ben. Do you realized just how deep this bond goes?"

Ben tore his eyes away from Rey and rose awkwardly to his full height, so that he was looking down into his Uncle's eyes. "Yes, I do. The bond that Rey and I share now is as powerful as the one I once shared with Padme. I noticed it the day I lost my limbs. I felt her injuries." Ben hesitantly lifted his hand and placed it on Luke's shoulder. "This has been good for me, Uncle. I've been able to talk about Padme. I haven't even said her name since she died. Please, Uncle. I'm trying to find my way back to the Light. She is instrumental in this for me."

Luke sighed and looked at Rey. "You are willing to give up the Jedi Order for him?" Rey nodded. "Very well. I'll trust your judgment. I just hope you two know what you're doing."

Rey finished patching up Ben's ribs and helped him get his tunic back on. "Lets get you some rest in a proper bed, shall we?" As they walked past Finn, he reached out and caught Rey's arm. Ben's eyes narrowed, and his temper crackled.

"Just be careful, okay? I don't want to see you get hurt. I care about you too much." Ben shouldered roughly past him as he limped to the living quarters.

"Rey. Let's go; I need a turn in the 'fresher before I crawl out of my skin. I haven't been properly clean in almost a month."

"I understand, Finn, but I trust him. He would rather lose his other arm than hurt me." She walked over to Ben and took his hand. Together, they made their way to the room that they would share. Rey helped Ben get his clothes off, and into the 'fresher. Rey dragged a stool into the 'fresher for Ben to sit on. Rey undid the buckles on the leg she had made for him, frowning as she pulled it off. "Why didn't you tell me it was causing you pain, Ben?"

"Honestly, it's been aching since it happened, so I didn't notice much difference." He frowned as Rey unwound the bandages from his leg. The new leg had rubbed the skin of his knee raw, and it was now bleeding freely.

"Wait right here; I'll go and get some fresh bandages for after the 'fresher." Rey rushed from their room to the med bay; she rummaged through quickly and found multiple rolls of fresh bandages and more antiseptic. She hurried back to their room with the bandages; she heard the 'fresher going, so she closed and locked the door and removed her own clothing. Ben looked over at her as she strode confidently towards him, pausing as he squeezed some soap onto a cloth. Rey smirked as his member began to harden just from the sight of her.

"Here, let me do that for you." Rey took the cloth from him, and began to scrub the dust and sweat from Ben's chest, back, and shoulders. She paid special attention to his left arm, taking care to be gentle. Smirking up at Ben, Rey lowered herself to wash his legs, again being gentle with his right leg. She took hold of his member with the cloth as Ben gasped and arched his back. Rey stood and slowly, sensually washed herself while Ben watched. He took hold of his own erection and slowly stroked it as he watched her. She felt herself grow wet at the sight.

Ben moaned as the water washed over Rey's curves, and reached for her. She let him pull her towards him, and lowered herself to take his length into her. Ben wrapped his arm around her back to pull her closer to him as she rocked her hips back and forth. She leaned her head back in ecstasy, exposing her throat. Ben licked her, just beneath her jawline, and pressed a kiss to the spot, feeling her moan vibrate through her chest. He trailed kisses down her neck to her collarbone, then to her breasts. Rey cried out as Ben took her breast into his mouth, suckling gently, as he used his hand to pull her even tighter. Rey suddenly increased the rhythm of her hips, raising her hands to anchor her hands in his hair. Ben moaned in response, and laid his cheek against her heart, pumping his hips in time with hers. "Faster, Rey," he panted. He could feel his climax nearing, but he held it back until he felt Rey tighten around him. He pumped his hips erratically in a ragged rhythm, plunging as deeply into her warmth as his length would allow, and released his seed.

Rey rested her forehead against his, trembling. "We should really get to the bed and lie down," she mumbled into his hair. Ben nodded numbly. Rey slid off his lap and helped him stand, acting as a cane as he hopped over to the bed they were to share. He settled down onto it and held his right leg out for Rey to inspect. She quickly cleaned the stump and re-bound it before helping Ben swing his legs onto the bed, and climbing in beside him. Rey wrapped her arms around him and pillowed her head on his chest, sighing happily as they fell asleep, feeling completely safe for the first time in nearly a month.

*Author's Note***

Ah. Another chapter done. Hope you all enjoyed it. I'm completely stunned by the reaction to this story. I started this as just a silly little project to get my daydreaming out on paper, and I am humbled and touched that apparently it's not quite as silly as I thought. Thanks for reading, as ever!