Poe Dameron sat across from Lor San Tekka, unable to believe that he had found the man who had caused him so much trouble. They sat in the hut, uninterrupted as the people outside went about their business. The night was dark and chilly and Poe had arrived in his normal clothes, deciding that his Resistance uniform might not be for the best. He wanted to blend in as much as possible.

"The General has been searching everywhere for you," Poe informed the old man sat across from him. "Well…she sent me, but she's been trying her best to find you."

The man smiled then, his brows arching as he heard Poe speak. The pilot remained silent, whispering in hushed tones to Tekka before the man pulled something from his robes, holding it tightly in his fingertips before sighing and giving the object to Poe.

"She was a Princess to me before a General," Tekka informed Poe. "Take this and find him. Bring him home and see if you can solve this."

The small device that held the map did not look much to Poe, but he knew that it was one of the most important objects for him to hold. He carefully squeezed it in his fingers before placing it into his jacket and looking to Tekka with a grateful smile.

"Thank you," he said, his voice genuine as he stood up. "You don't know how helpful this is."

"I can imagine," Tekka said, also standing with him. "Now go before anyone learns you're here."

Poe agreed with that, but he didn't have a chance to leave the hut. Before he knew it BB-8 had whirled into the room, speaking in his tone to Poe as the pilot looked to Tekka.

"We have company," Poe said, storming from the tent and looking into the distance, a rumbling noise growing louder in his ears as he pulled his binoculars to his eyes and let his gaze peer into the distance.

"You need to leave," Tekka demanded from Poe. "You need to go before they realise you are here."

"And you need to hide," Poe said, giving the man a brief nod before he ran as fast as possible to where he had parked his ship, BB-8 rolling behind him as he heard the ships begin to land, the familiar sound of stormtrooper lasers entering his ear as he moved with haste.

"Come on, BB!" Poe yelled to his droid as they came to the ship.

Pulling on his helmet as BB boarded, Poe began the engines with haste, knowing that he didn't have time to mess around. As the ship started, a sudden jolt stopped him from going anywhere. He winced in pain at the motion, grunting loudly as he realised that someone had hit his blasters. Snapping out loud, Poe climbed from the ship before helping BB-8 out from the vehicle, letting the droid roll on the ground before Poe looked around, knowing that there was a chance he might not get out of this situation.

But that might not be a bad thing. If the First Order captured him then he would be closer to her. He might have a chance of finding her…saving her…

But he couldn't think about that as he bent down and handed the device with the map to BB-8.

"Take this," Poe demanded, "and get as far away from here as possible. Do you understand me, BB-8? I need you to go and keep it safe."

BB-8 let out a defeated whirl as Poe rubbed his top sphere. The droid did as he was asked, whirling away as Poe heard the noise from the village. There were screams of horror and fear. Moving back towards it, Poe kept his hand on his phaser as he walked back, prepared to fire at any moment.

It was only when he saw the hooded figure raise his weapon, the red lightsaber burning brightly did Poe react. But he was too late. He fired his phaser as soon as Tekka had hit the floor. Groaning in anger, Poe was too slow to react as his blast was frozen in mid air. Fear coursing through his body, Poe tried to move, to turn and run, but he found that he too was frozen. He couldn't move.

Two stormtroopers advanced towards him, kicking him in the legs to knock him down. They caught him under the arms as he gasped, pain running through his body as they dragged him towards the hooded figure who Poe suspected was Kylo Ren. Rosella had told him all about Ren, plus he knew from the General who the man behind the mask was.

Kneeling on the floor before Ren, Poe watched as the Knight also lowered himself down, his mask inches from Poe's face as he watched him with intrigue. The pilot did his best to remain calm and collected. He couldn't show fear. How could he?

"So who talks first?" Poe wondered after a moment of silence.

But Ren smirked behind his mask, a chuckle eliciting his lips as he probed into the pilot's mind and Poe felt him there. He did his best to push him out, but it was impossible. He was seeing everything. He looked into Poe's training and his time on missions, but then he began to search for something more. He began to search deeper and Poe did his best not to let him see her.

But it was too late. Her image flashed up in his mind of her when he had seen her after returning from a mission; stood smiling over to him as a window in her classroom was being fixed. He had seen her run over to him, throwing her arms around him as he held her tightly.

"So you are him," Ren spoke, leaving Poe's mind as the pilot leant forwards, gasping for breath. "I know someone who would love to get his hands on you."

Poe said nothing as Kylo stood up. "Bring him on board," he demanded. "General Hux can deal with him."

…

Rosella didn't know how long had passed since her husband had left her in a holding cell. The lights had been turned out and she could see nothing. She couldn't even see her own hands in front of her face. All she could hear was the sound of her breathing, but she couldn't sleep, the fear of the dark too much for her. But she didn't say anything. She didn't beg to be released. She didn't plead for her husband. She refused to do that. She would rather stay in the darkness than do that.

The door opened eventually and she winced at the bright light. Her hand went to her eyes, covering them as she heard his voice.

"Get up, Rose," he demanded from her. "I have something I think you might want to see."

She struggled to her feet and stumbled forwards, her eyes still adjusting to the light as she moved to the doorway. His hand wrapped around her arm then as he looked at her. The blouse she was had come away from being tucked into her skirt and her face was dirty, her hair a mess, plus her lip had been cut. She looked nothing like the wife of a General.

"Perhaps after today I can change your mind about disobeying me and the First Order," he told her and she wondered what he was talking about as he led her through the cells towards the interview rooms, that were generally known as the torture rooms.

Groaning as he dragged her along, she did her best not to complain. But it was when he opened the door to another room did she feel her heart in her chest and the blood rushing into her ears. Shaking her head, she moved forwards, forgetting her bruises and cuts as Hux remained in the doorway, ordering for the stormtroopers to leave them be.

"Poe," Rosella gasped his name, moving to stand by where he was strapped to the table. Her hands took hold of his cheeks, holding them softly in his grip as she shook her head and felt a swell of emotions. He was barely conscious. One eye was bigger than the other, a bruise covering it, while his lip had been split. Blood trickled down his forehead, drying on his skin as he managed to peel one eye open.

"Rose," he managed to whisper her name.

"I'm here," she promised him, her own tears falling down her cheek. "I've got you."

"He put up a fight," Hux informed her. "I have to say, he is strong. I had Ren probe his mind for information. It seems he knows where Skywalker might be."

"How could you?" Rosella demanded from him. "He never…"

"He took my wife," Hux said. "He deserves his punishment and more."

"He didn't take me," Rosella defended him, keeping a hand on Poe's as she turned to face her husband. "I left you. I left all of this. Poe had nothing to do with that. Poe never took me because I went willingly."

Hux let his jaw tighten at hearing her. He knew that she had gone, but Poe Dameron had been the one to take her in. He was the one who now held her affections…another man…not her husband.

"We caught him on Jakku," Hux informed his wife, moving closer to the pilot to inspect him once more, his beady eyes fixed on him as Rosella turned back to face him cradling his face in her hands as she urged for him to stay awake. "He had found Tekka, but he gave the map to a droid…a BB unit that it still on Jakku. I have sent my men to find it. No doubt they will find it easy."

"And what did you do to him?" Rosella demanded from her husband. "What did you do to hurt him?"

"Nothing he could not handle," Hux informed his wife, moving around the table that the pilot was restrained to, sneering as he completed the motions. Rosella did her best not to let her stomach churn, but she was struggling more than she cared to admit as she felt Armitage behind her, his hand on her back.

"He is very idealistic," Armitage whispered into her ear. "He believes, according to Ren, that there is a different life for him…a life involving you…apparently he was ever so sweet with you when you arrived at their base. The base…of rebel scum…"

"Shut up," Rosella demanded from her husband, unable to listen to him speak. She shook her head, slowly moving to turn and face Armitage.

"Let him go," she demanded from him.

"Let him go?" Armitage repeated, chuckling as he heard her speak. "Do you truly think I am going to release him? Oh, no, Rosella…I'm going to kill him…slowly…watch him die…"

"No," Rosella snapped, hitting him on the chest as she pushed him back slightly, her face wild with anger. "You can't! I will do anything, Armitage! Please…don't kill him…"

Armitage remained stoic, his hands moving to grab hold of her wrists and holding them tightly to stop her random movements. He pushed her away from him, watching as she went back to Poe, unable to stop comforting him.

"Do you think that I would spare the lover of my whore wife?" Armitage demanded from her. "If you think that then you truly are foolish, Rosella. No. I will kill him before the end of the day and you will see. Stay here if you wish. Enjoy your final hours with him."

Rosella watched as Armitage left the room, the lights dimming as she turned her full attention back to Poe, wondering how she could get him out. The stormtroopers returned into the room to guard it, but Rosella ignored their presence as she let her forehead brush down against Poe's, kissing him tenderly on the cheek.

"You're husband's a bit of a dick, huh?" Poe mumbled to her, clearly trying to make light of the situation, but Rosella didn't smile, she could only keep her gaze on him as he struggled to open his eyes and look back to her.

"I will do anything I can to help you," Rosella promised Poe. "I have to."

"Sh, sh," Poe whispered to her. "Don't you dare put yourself in danger, besides, I think there's no way out of this, Rose."

"There has to be," Rosella whispered, not bothering to turn to look at the troopers. "There just has to be."

"Just…stay here," Poe urged her. "Just stay with me until he comes back."

Her hand moved down to take hold of his as she saw him close his eyes. "Come back to me, Poe," she spoke, muttering the phrase he always said to her whenever he saw her mind wander to something else. "Come back."

Poe managed to peel his eyes open again, gulping as he did before a weak smile formed on his face. "Always."

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A/N: Let me know what you think!