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wiki/Endor

12. REY

I wake up, my body and mind feeling the effects of last night's condor dragon feast and Ben's words.

'Rey, I'm already there. I'm waiting on you.'

Such a small step. All it would take is a kiss; his lips against mine. Why does it feel so big? Because being with him means choosing him over the Rebels, Chewie, and Finn? How would I explain? Do I need to explain? This is my choice... right? But the Force. My strength with the Force comes with responsibility. The balance must be kept. Yet, the Force did connect us. Why would it keep connecting us if we were not meant to be together?

As I step out of the sleeping chamber, Ben is nowhere to be found. New clothes awaits me on the command chair; hand-stitched Endor clothes in soft brown leather. A gift from the hospitable Ewoks. And there is yet again food waiting on a plate. Sweet redwood root porridge with fresh bordok milk, salted lake Sui fish, and forest berry muffins. Dressed in my new attire, the leather so fine one could think the Ewoks has soften it with their molars, I eat as I look out at Lake Sui. The morning sun is making the water glitter and sparkle. It's a beautiful sight. The water so clear and calm, not a...

Ben explodes out of the water from a dive and I nearly choke on my muffin. Dressed only in tight black shorts, his long lean body dripping with lake water, he strides onto the shore with a large struggling fish dragging behind him. I'm not the only one admiring the view. Ewoks of the female gender stop their daily chores to openly stare as Ben exit the lake. He swings the fish around, his strong arm flexing in the sun, and it lands heavily onto the shore. Casually, he shakes the water out of his black curls and my mouth drops open. With a thankful smile, totally unaware of the stir that he is causing, he catches a knife in midair thrown to him. Halfway up to the gasping fish, the ground tremble and he stops to look up at the ship. I nearly die of shame as he sees me and waves with a huge knowing grin. The Force is determined to sell me out each time a female urge hits. It's so incredibly annoying.

There is no avoiding and denying. Thankfully, Ben has always been gracious when it comes to my earthquakes. This time is no different. Still dressed in only his underwear, Ben barely acknowledges me as I approach. His skin is now mostly dry except for the occasional drop from his hair hitting his back and chest and traveling south. Shamelessly, why even bother trying to hide it , I follow the path of one water drop as it drips from a strand of hair, onto his bare chest, down the abs, and into the lining of the shorts.

"Do you want to help me?" Ben asks, disturbing my moment of appreciation.

The knife, covered in fish scales, blood, and guts, is extended to me. It is a test. He is judging my reaction and my decision. Smiling, amused, I take the blade and join him at the cutting tree stump. Meticulously, he wipes off his hands on a wet rag and then positions himself behind me. His arms reach around me, placing one hand on the one stabilizing the stump and the other one over the hand holding the knife.

"Like this," he says, and his instructions caress me all over. Our hands move together as we remove the skin of the fish and then cut the meat into fillets. "Long and steady cuts," he whispers and guides the knife as it slices. "That's it. Perfect."

"Ben?" I say and the movement of the knife stops. "Are you trying to cause a quake? The Ewoks really like their home. It don't think they want to live on the bottom of the lake."

Ben separates himself from me and his laughter follows all the way into the ship. He was trying to set me off. He is fully aware of the effect that he has on me and he is going to keep pushing me towards the edge. How much longer until I fall head first straight off the cliff and into him? Days... hours... minutes...?

With the help of several Ewok women, I manage to finish cutting up the fish into almost perfect strips. As they carry off the fish to their food storage, I go to the lake to wash off my hands. My reflection meets me as I walk up. I kneel at the water and scrutinize with criticizing eyes each feature. Am I beautiful or is my face too beaten by the Jakku climate? Is my body appealing or is it too muscular from years of hard labor? Are my hands too rough for touching, my skin too dry for touch, my breasts too small for a man with hands as large as...

"Ben!" I jump as his reflection appears in the water behind my shoulder. A single ripple from a small tremble has appeared at the center of the lake and is spreading towards the shore. "Don't scare me like that."

Ben gives the ripple a quick look but he doesn't comment on it. "You're a Jedi. Use the Force and nothing can sneak up on you."

We're back to Master and Padawan roles. It suits me perfectly. I rotate around, toes digging into the sand, and on my eye level is Ben's light saber hanging by his side. We have reached the point in the training when Ben is to sharpen my skill with the saber. Seems also the time has come to reveal what Maz has entrusted me. I go back into the ship to collect the light saber that was given to me on Takodana. The light saber which was meant for Anakin Skywalker as a gift from his wife, but he was seduced by the Dark Side before she could give it to him. Shortly after, she died and the secret of the gift nearly died with her, if it hadn't been for the Pirate Queen.

We take off on our speeder bikes. We are not racing this time. I stay behind Ben and let him lead the way. The light saber is still hidden from view. I'm rehearsing what to say to Ben. I'm not handing it over yet. His the saber may be by birth right but just like Darth Vader didn't deserve it, neither does Kylo Ren. Until Kylo is no more, the saber will remain mine.

We are back at the Death Star's Shield Generator location. Last time, we only raced past it. This time we park our bikes, scout the area, and will be using the site for training. Even though, the generator was destroyed at the Battle of Endor, the facility itself look mostly intact. Over the years, nature has reclaimed the terrain. Wines and other native flora grow through the walls and the roof.

"This was an Imperial military installation during the Galactic Civil War. The facility over there..." Ben says and points. "...it housed the generator that powered the SLD-26 planetary shield generator protecting the Death Star II."

I roll my eyes at him and his unnecessary history lesson. "Ben, of course I know this place. This is where the Dark Side got their backside spanked by the Rebellion."

Ben is not impressed with my wit. "Really, Rey?" He pulls his saber, ignite it, and look at its deadly red light with sly fixation. He turns the saber at me. "Looks like it's the Rebellion who will get spanked today."

With an equal sly grin, I pull out the saber I've kept hidden. I ignite it. Its red glow shines almost as brightly as Ben's. In a stance of attack, I raise the saber over my head. Ben frowns, his confusion and curiosity obvious as his eyes scans every detail of the saber. Does he recognize the style? Does he realize who the saber was meant for? Does he realize that by rules of bloodline and family ties, the saber is actually his?

"Where did you get that?" He asks, kills the beam on his saber, and walks up to me.

"Maz Kanata gave it to me."

I place the saber in his out-reached hand and he turns it over, studying it with evident fascination. "The Pirate Queen again," he smirks, with clear dislike in his tone. He tests the saber and moves it with a grace I hope to one day possess. "And from who did she steal it?"

"How she came to have it, she didn't say. But she told me its story and who it belongs to. He's lost but I hope to find him soon."

Not showing any reaction to my words, Ben stops, ends the beam, and hands the saber back to me. "Training starts now, Padawan."

Talking is over. "Yes, Master Solo."

We practice all day. Ben openly shares all his knowledge and skill. He patiently watches, guides, and corrects until the saber is like an extension of my arm and mind. Satisfied, he nods, deeming me ready. He ignites his and I know what is to come. Ben will test what I have learned. I defeated him once, in the forest on Starkiller Base. Since then I have realized the truth; Ben was injured, his mind unbalanced from killing his father, and he allowed me to beat him. Even then, before the connection, he would not kill me. He wanted to be my teacher... maybe more.

He won't go as easy on me this time. I can tell by the determination on his face. Set in stone it is. His dark eyes focused only on me and his body preparing for a fight. I see a twitch underneath his eye and I know that I am in for a tough battle. Shit, he can be intense and scary sometimes.

He raises his hands to eye level and peers at me over the glow of his saber. "Begin!"

I swing at him first and he counters me easily. One after the other, I test each of the new skills that I have perfected. They are all his moves, so he meets them without much effort. I am tiring out fast, my adrenaline rushing through my circuits, while Ben hardly looks faced by my attacks. Then, it changes and he begins to advance and I have to go into defense mode. He comes at me mercilessly and I am forced to keep backing up. Debris from the Battle are scattered around, causing me to trip and fumble.

I retreat until I can no longer, my back up against the outer wall of the generator facility complex, and our sabers lock into a cross before us. Ben pushes down, my saber but a few inches from my face. It is as if we are recreating our battle on Starkiller Base, when Ben had me in the same position at the edge of the chasm. Only this time, I won't be able to get away. His strength is too great and he is not holding back. My arms shake with exhaustion as I struggle from keeping the saber cross from burning my skin. Ben's eyes glow, his mouth set in a hard line, and fear runs through me.

Before I can prevent it, tears build at my eyes and run down my face, mixing with the sweat. Ben's whole stance changes immediately; his face soften with worry and he backs off. With his saber no longer locked with mine, I let my saber fall to the ground and so do I in pure fatigue. My entire body is shaking. My heart rate and breathing as frantic as my mind.

Ben kneels down and seeing his remorse only makes it worse. "Rey, forgive me. I wanted you stronger. Strong enough so that no one can hurt you... not even me."

Ben pulls me to him and I cling to him as he does me. Then I feel it, the wetness of his tears against my shoulder and the shaking of his body as he cries. My tears end as his flow faster and harder. The mighty Kylo Ren, in tears, grasping at me with desperation.

"I can't lose you, Rey."

"You won't," I try to comfort and assure, but he is too far in to stop. I let him cry as hard and as long as he needs to and wait to speak until he is ready. "Ben, what did you mean by ... not even me?"

Ashamed, his eyes and face wet from tears, he won't look at me but instead he keeps his eyes on the ground. "You don't know the Dark Side like I do, Rey. You haven't seen and felt what it can do to you. It twists your mind and your heart. It takes your greatest fears and use them against you." He stops, the pain and struggle tearing at him. "I fear losing you, Rey. It's my greatest fear and therefore my greatest weakness. And the Dark Side will try to use this against me, against us."

It all becomes clear; why he is pushing my training so hard. The stronger I become, the less chance that something might hurt me.

"You're not your grandfather, Ben. You will not make the same mistake."

At this, Ben turns his eyes to me. "You know the story?" I nod and Ben mimics the motion slowly and thoughtfully as he recalls the tragic love story of his grandparents. "They say he killed her, the only person he ever loved beside his own mother. He killed her in a moment of uncontrolled rage. It was the Dark Side. It poisoned his mind. Used his fear of losing the woman he loved against him. It promised him powers, strong enough to save someone from dying. The Dark Side tricked him. It gave him unparalleled powers, but it cost him his wife and his children."

Defeated, feeling the weight of it all, Ben sits down against the complex and bangs his head backwards into the stone wall. Anger plagues his face as he thinks back. "I wanted to have what he had; to be as strong with the Force and as powerful within the First Order. I wanted to finish what he started. I believed it to be my Legacy. I was such a fool. I never saw past the mask. I never saw the man underneath; Anakin Skywalker. It wasn't until I met you, that I realized that he would have given it all up, if it meant he could have her back."

His words wash over me; chilling and heating at the same time. All restraints vanish as if they were never there and I climb into Ben's lap, straddling him with my legs. My lips are on his, my hands in his hair, and the softness of my breasts against his lean hardness. I taste his lips, using every version of a kiss I can think of, and his hands slides down to grab my backside. A moan, or many, escape as he receives and returns my feverish attack with equal hunger. His lips leave mine and travels down my neck, making me arch my back with pleasure. We have waited too long and now we may never be able to stop. Not that it matters because right now and right here, nothing else is, but this and us.

12. KYLO REN

We've been training all day. I try to pour all that I have into her; all my knowledge of the Force and all my skill as a user. I need her to be strong and able. It's the only way. I can't lose her.

I start off by going easy on her, letting her test out each skill and all I do is counter. Then, I begin to engage, advance, and attack. I press and push, making her back up. She nearly falls, tripping on obstacles as she retreats, and my heart tells me to let up. But my mind wields the saber and it says to continue because pushing her will make her stronger. So I slam into her until her back is up against the wall of the complex. There is nowhere left for her to run. Arms up high, shaking with fatigue, she struggle to hold me off. Her eyes, as big and frantic as on Starkiller Base, looks up at me and I stare back urging her to fight.

Then those eyes fill with tears and I am now the one who stumbles backwards. I go ice cold as I watch her collapse to the ground. I pushed too hard, too far, and have caused her pain. It is true. I am a Monster.

"Rey, forgive me. I wanted you stronger. Strong enough so that no one can hurt you... not even me."

I pull her to me, needing her close, and the moment I do it happens. It leaves me as shocked as her. Even though sadness has been my companion for years, always lingering on the surface, keeping smiles, laughter, and joy a bay, tears have never come. My feeling were too buried and there was too much hate for tears. Until now. Until her.

"I can't lose you, Rey." The words burn at my throat as I cry.

"You won't."

I cling to her, needing her so desperately. All my life I have waited for her and now I am terrified of losing her. I can't go back to what I once was, what my life once was. To keep her, I will do anything.

"Ben, what did you mean by ... not even me?"

With my head bowed in shame, I tell her. I tell her about the Dark Side and how it can twist a man. Make him do things he never thought himself capable of. I tell her about my fear and how the Dark side will try and use this to their gain.

"You're not your grandfather, Ben. You will not make the same mistake."

I pick up my head. "You know the story?" I ask, surprised but relieved that she knows my family and its dark past.

She nods and so do I. As I tell her of my grandparents, about Anakin Skywalker and how the Dark Side took everything from him, Rey listens intrigued. She has heard it before. From where, I do not know. Possibly the Pirate Queen. I'm thankful. The more aware she is, the better she can help me prevent it. I want a different fate for us.

Feeling so defeated and tired, I lean against the complex and rock my head backwards. As my head hits the stone wall, the pain explodes through my skull. The pain feels good. It's waking me up. Making me see all things clearer.

"It wasn't until I met you, that I realized that he would have given it all up, if it meant he could have her back."

I have barely said the last words and Rey is in my lap. I feel her lips on mine but my mind has a hard time believing. Rey is kissing me, really kissing me. Her hands are knotted in my hair, her breasts pressing hard against me, and her kisses are full of need. I respond, all of me respond. I return her kisses and my large hands cup the perfect roundness of her bottom. I hear her moan, moan because of my touch, and it eggs me on. My mouth, wanting to taste more than just her lips, moves down her neck and her cleavage. She leans backwards, giving me better access and I take full advantage.

Then the ground begins to shake below us and the complex over our heads crumble by the vibrations. Small rocks of foundation fall at our heads and we separate. Moved to a safer place we stand panting while silently watching each other. Neither of us speak. Words is not important. We both know what has taken place and what it means. There is no turning back now. We are forever linked, not just by the Force, but also by our physical need for one another. She is mine just as much as I am hers.

"Is this ever going to stop?" She asks, meaning her turbulent feelings for me which effects her connection with the Force.

I walk up to her, kiss her softly on the lips, loving every shake and rumble. "I hope not." I smile widely at her concern. I grab her hand and we make our way back to the bikes. "Time to go back. This will be our last night on Endor."

"Our last night? We leave tomorrow? For where?"

"You'll see," I grin and she elbows me in the side.

Rey is able to communicate to the Ewok council that we leave tomorrow. Word is sent to Bright Tree Village and a huge feast is arranged by all the Ewoks. The whole lake area is lit and long tables full of food are set up. I never would have guessed that these fussy creatures could be such amazing hosts. But I supposed it all has to do with Rey and the change in me. Before her, if I had come here, I would have come as Kylo Ren of the First Order and perhaps I would have killed them all. I would have seen Endor as a useless planet inhabited by a primitive and inferior population. I would have destroyed it all and never thought of it again. I was certainly a Monster.

All night, we eat and laugh. Rey never leaves my side. Her touch is a constant; her hand in mine, her fingertips on my arm, her leg brushing against my leg. Or perhaps it is my touch that is a constant. Our intimate moment has stirred me and it's impossible not to linger on the memory. It's impossible not to want more.

Long after the sun has set, fires keeping the bugs away, we say our good byes. We are each given a gift. Rey is gifted 3 hair ties made of leather straps and condor dragon claws. I am gifted a knife made from boar-wolf teeth, similar to the one I gutted the fish with. Rey cries as we depart to the ship. I have cried enough to last me for a long while, perhaps for life. Good byes are a necessity for new beginnings to be possible and I are ready to move on to our next destination. It is a place that I have wanted to see all my life. A place full of history and stories. To finally see it and see it with Rey.

Rey walks into the bed chamber and I follow right behind her. "Ben..."

"Sleep. That's it." I mean it, but she doesn't look too convinced. "Trust me."

She signals a reluctant agreement and gets into bed. She's wearing the night dress in black silk that I gave her on Jakku. I have a sleep suit on in the same material, but I always only sleep in the bottoms. I pull the top off over my head and Rey's eyes get bigger.

"I always sleep bare chested," I explain and get into bed on the other side, leaving a safe zone between us.

"Of course you do," she mutters from her end. A tense silence settles and then she slides in, her head on my chest, and I fold my arm around her. "Ben, where are we going tomorrow? And don't say you'll see!"

I had hoped to make it a surprise but since she is asking. "Naboo."

Rey gets up on her elbow so she can see me better. "Naboo? Your grandmother Senator Amidala's home planet?"

I nod. "Yes. I have never seen Naboo but I hear it is one of the most beautiful places in the Galax. Our family still owns property on Naboo, including a Lake District estate. This is where we will be staying." I raise up on my elbow, as well. "Rey, Naboo is under First Order control. While there, I will have to be Kylo Ren."

She takes a few seconds to process. "I understand."

There is more. "You will not be able to be a Rebel fighter. You will have to be my companion, my woman, and most importantly for your safety, you have to be a Force Order sympathizer."

Again a few seconds. "I understand."

I smile, much relieved. "Good. Now get your rest. You're taking the pilot seat tomorrow and I'll be your copilot."

With a huge smile, she settles back on my chest and I place my arm once again around her. Soon, sleep has us both. It has been an exhausting day with saber training, saber fight, tears, and first kiss. A day to remember for several reasons.

I wake up the next day by the sound of the shower running. I slept fantastic. I didn't wake up once all night and there were no nightmares haunting me. I feel refreshed and ready. Endor has been good, but I have a feeling that Naboo will be even better.

After breakfast and now dressed in our appropriate First Order attire, we say our final good byes. With the speeder bikes loaded and Rey at the controls, we lift off. It's on to our next destination and planet. The Naboo system is in the Mid Rim region in the Chommell sector. Rey will need to enter hyper space.

"To engage the warp vortex stabilizer you must..."

You interrupts me and rolls her eyes. "Ben, I've been a pilot since I was 8."

"OK," I surrender and sit back into the copilot seat. Then under my breath I mumble; "I was 6."

The hyperspeed entry is textbook and so is the exit. Could be the ship, the pilot, or both. From a distance, from space, Planet Naboo glows in green. The green is not like Endor. Endor's green came from its numbers of massive trees. Naboo is more of an aqua green in color because of its huge plains, grassy hills, and swampy lakes. Unlike most planets, it does not have a molten core but instead consist of groups of large rocky bodies. It is said that the center has giant sea beasts residing in the tunnels. Even the Gungans, one of Naboo's species whom has made the waters their home, do not risk entering the labyrinths of the deep.

Rey takes us in closer, breaks through the breathable atmosphere, and enter a new beautiful world. "Wow," utters Rey and I agree fully. "It's like something out of fairytale. I didn't think a place like this existed."

Stretched out in front of us are fields of tall grass swaying in the breeze, tall waterfalls crashing into pools and rivers, mossy flowering swamps with aqua green waters, traquil lakes, and herds of shaaks peacefully grazing. I point into the distance where the human capital Theed is barely visible. But Theed is for another day. Today, we go to the Lake Country and my family estate Varykino.

Rey lands my ship smoothly and almost as perfectly as I would have. On the platform, the welcoming committee awaits: the head butler with his staff. They were all hand picked by Supreme Leader Snoke and are faithful servants to the First Order. While I have never been here, Snoke visited this area quite often. The lake country is isolated and protected by mountain ranges. It's waters is the only on the planet shut off from the underground waterways and therefore safe from the risk of large predators. It is truly a paradise.

"Lord Ren, this is an honor. Welcome to Naboo," Head Butler greets.

"Is everything prepared?"

"Of course, My Lord. Just as you instructed. Please, let me show you and your Lady to your chambers."

Rey mouths. "Lady?" And points at herself.

I nod and she laughs silently. From Scavenger, to Rebel, to a Lady of the First Order. Not sure in what order she would rank those titles.

We are escorted to the main sleeping chamber which is four times the size of any normal room. The room is very light and the décor is non First Order with white and lace. It strikes me that nothing as been changed since the day of Senator Amidala. It is as if time has stopped here.

Rey walks into the bathroom to change into something not so black she says and I wander out onto the large balcony overlooking the lake. "This estate was my grandmother's; Padme Naberrie," I call out, not sure if she can hear me.

"This is where she spent her summers as a child and before she became Queen Amidala. You can swim all the way to that island without fear of an underwater attack. We should do that tomorrow."

Her voice from somewhere behind me. "Ben, I was raised on Jakku where it only rains by the drops. I don't know how to swim."

Blissfully, I sigh. "Another thing your Master will have to teach you." Memories of stories flood as I stand at the railing of the balcony. "This is where Senator Amidala and Anakin Skywalker fell in love. This is where they were married. This is probably also were my mother and uncle were conceived."

With a smug smile I turn to look at her but it fades quickly. Before me stands Rey, not the scavenger, or the rebel, or even the First Order lady, but a woman as beautiful as a Queen. Her gown, of soft yellow and pink, held up by only a silver neck ornament and leaving her shoulder and back naked, strips me of words. Like a gaping fool, I watch as she nears me and stands by me at the railing. I run my fingers over the bare skin of her back, so smooth and soft.

As I lean in for a kiss, and I feel the love flow between us, it all seems so familiar. It is as if history is repeating itself.