Part One: Rey and Poe

"We found something," Jerril yelled out to her.

She was back again at the remains of the ship. This was her third time here. She's growing wary of finding him but she doesn't give up. She still senses him. He's still alive. She knew it.

"What is it?" she asked, running towards Jerril.

He held out the item to her - a silver ring. Poe's wedding ring. Rey's heart skipped a beat. She grabbed it without a second thought and covered it with her hand. She held it tightly and brought it to her chest. It's been a week and she hasn't found him. No one has.

"Where did you find this?" she asked in a shaky voice.

"Underneath some broken metal," he sighed as he ran his hand through his hair.

"Thank you," she used all her strength to keep herself steady. She wiped the rest of the dirt with the hem of her tunic. It's just a piece of metal, a little ring but it meant so much to her. She held up the ring then and brought it close to the sun, letting it glimmer in the light.

When they got married, they got simple and affordable rings. They loved each other more than materials. The only time they made an exception was paying a little extra to have the rings engraved -

Rey blinked.

She lowered her hand and stared at the ring.

They had their rings engraved on the inside of their bands. Her ring said Poe and his ring said...Rey.

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Part Two: The Pilot

He wasn't going to make it. He's outnumbered and his ship was a shot from giving out. He keeps going, dodging every attack he could -

The ship's shaking and he can smell smoke.

His ship is falling.

He runs to get his parachute but he stopped in place. He threw his glove to the floor and took off his ring. He ran around, searching for a place to hide the ring. He threw it in between compartments, a spot where no one can find it.

He could have proceeded to jump out but he had to stop. If the First Order knew, his family will be in danger. If he jumped out right away - he could have been caught and they could have discovered the ring - Poe couldn't take the chance and so he hides it first before thinking of his own safety.

And that was the last thing he remembered before waking up in this cell. He's tied up, chained. He was about to move until he felt sudden pain in his head and back. Blood is running down his face. He's been here for a week. Every day that he's been here, he's been tortured and interrogated. Every time he's tortured, he's tortured differently, each time worst than the last. He hasn't eaten since he was captured - his legs are broken - both of them, along with his arms as part of the torture process.

"I won't say anything," he spats out the second he sensed someone go into his cell. His hearing is a bit off, earlier he was subjected to water torture. He still hears it - the sounds of dripping water being poured over his head gradually. His senses are a bit shot but he remains headstrong as ever.

Poe wasn't going to let himself lose his mind.

"Where is she?" a man asks.

His eyes widened. He recognizes the voice - Kylo Ren. For a week, he was tortured by storm troopers - and now Kylo Ren was here, standing in front of him. "Who?" he shouts defensively. But Poe knows though. For a week, storm troopers were attempting to get him to tell about Rey's whereabouts.

"Don't test my patience," Kylo bit the words out. "Where is she?"

"Who?" Poe says again with defiance. His body was shaking - Kylo was there - the man that haunted his dreams ever so often. Poe still remembers the pain of his mind being torn apart.

"Where is the scavenger?" he demanded with a cold tone. "She's been gone for almost two years. Certainly you know where she is hiding." It's been nearly two years since Kylo had faced her. The First Order had been looking for her ever since. She's getting stronger, Kylo knew. She was training in hiding, he knew.

Poe rolled his eyes. "I don't know. It's kind of classified information," he barked. Poe was shaking, his body was tensing as he was attempting to keep his mind protected. He doesn't want Kylo to know - he doesn't want his family to get hurt.

Kylo froze in place and stared at him.

Poe was heaving, his eyes flickering wildly.

"You do know," Kylo said lowly, raising his hand to Poe's face.

"I don't," Poe gritted his teeth. "For the last time I don't know!" he shouted in anger. Desperation. His heart is racing, the adrenaline is taking over him. He senses it, Kylo entering his mind. It feels like as if he's being set on fire - as if he's being pulled apart limb by limb - "Get out of my head!" he screamed. He's pushing his memories away, hiding them from Kylo Ren. Poe's whole body was heaving as his lungs were constricting. "Get out!" he shouted again through gritted teeth.

Kylo lowered his hand and stopped from shock. "It seems that you've learned something from her," he commented. He could have continued but he didn't. "I recognize that energy of hers."

Poe glared at him. "I don't know where she is," he said indifferently. "I haven't seen her in two years either. She's training with Master Skywalker," he said as if it was the truth. The First Order didn't know that Rey was married and was taking a year or two off to raise her child. If they knew, Ava and Rey along with Poe would be targeted.

"Very well," Kylo commented. He turned and walked away.

Poe's skin tightened. He was still in tact and Kylo didn't lose his temper - something was wrong. Kylo was planning something.

Minutes passed but Kylo didn't come back.

His eyebrows furrowed as his breathing became heavy. Something bad was going to happen - something was going to -

Several storm troopers appeared before him, leading six captives into his cell. The six captives - they were pilots - his colleagues - his friends. The Resistance had been trying to find them for a month and there they were - the missing pilots. They've been imprisoned here for a month - they all look so weak and worn - broken.

"There's a rumor around," Kylo began in a cold tone, letting his words linger. He walked around slowly, staring at each pilot. "That the scavenger is looking for her husband."

"She's not married," one of the pilots muttered. Jack. Jack spoke out.

Kylo ignored the remark and continued to walk around them. "She's been spotted several times at one of the First Order bases with a ring on her finger. What else can it mean?"

"I don't know that she's into jewelry?" Poe said dryly.

"She's looking for a pilot and all the pilots that the First Order has captured are kept here," Kylo said firmly. He looked at each pilot slowly in an intimidating manner. "Which one is her husband?"

The pilots became quiet.

Kylo laughed coldly and continued to walk around each of them, examining their every movement. There was something sinister about it. He was walking ever so slowly, letting the sound of his footsteps get to them. "Tell me me which one of you is her husband?" Kylo stopped in place and stared at Poe. Does he know? Or was Kylo intimating him? "If no one gives me an answer on the count of three, I will kill all of you on the spot." He pulled out his light saber and began to count slowly. "One...two...

"I'm her husband," Poe said firmly with pride. With dignity. He wasn't going to let the others suffer because of him.

Kylo lowered his light saber. He gestured the storm troopers to put the captives back to their cells.

Poe glared at him. His heart was beating - all he could see was his daughter and his wife. "What are you going to do now?"

Kylo held his light saber and walked slowly to him. "One...two...three."

a/n: to be continued