Sorry guys, I've been having issues with this site actually saving my work. I typed this out twice before, but neither time actually saved - it reverted back to my draft. I wanted to cry. Third time's a charm?

Thanks for all the lovely reviews. I hope I didn't lose anyone due to Kylo's foolishness... If anything, I feel bad for him! Rey is not down for playing his game.

I feel like there hasn't been a force dream in a while... so there's that too look forward to... ;-)

All I know is I'm lost

And I'm counting the cost

My emotions are in a spin

I don't know who to blame

It's a crime and a shame

But it's true all the same

It's a dangerous game

("Dangerous Game" Jekyll & Hyde, musicals now!)

Poe rushed to Leia's room with Finn close on his heels. They were confused. Why did Kylo Ren land on Naboo for a bit, and then leave without attacking? Where were the First Order troops?

"Leia!" Poe knocked on her door. It took no time for her to open it, almost like she had been waiting for him. "Ren is gone."

"He left without attacking, but I wonder if it's a trap!" Finn added. "Maybe they're expecting us to flee and will take us out once we brake the atmosphere."

"No," Leia said simply. "Rey is gone. He took her. I think she's the only reason he came."

"What?! But he told her they were coming..." Finn was confused.

"A trick, perhaps. Just as she- we tricked him." Leia suggested.

"In light of recent developments, maybe he didn't take her at all. I bet that she willingly left with him," Poe stated his opinion.

"I don't think that Rey would have just left us," Leia disagreed.

Poe and Finn looked at each other, guilt creeping into their expressions.

"What? Did you two do or say something to Rey?" Leia questioned, noticing their changed demeanor.

"We did suggest that she leave..." Poe confessed.

"That wasn't your call to make!" Leia was annoyed.

"We didn't think she'd actually leave. Especially not with him!" Finn told her.

"Rey left with him?!" Rose asked, surprised at the turn of events. She and Conni had also decided to see Leia when the attack never began. Rose and Conni shared a nervous, but knowing, look.

"What was that look? What has Rey told you?" Leia pressed them for information. Poe and Finn were just as curious. All eyes were on them.

"We can't say," Rose answered quickly, awkwardly.

"This is an order. Tell me," Leia demanded.

"Rey might be pregnant," Conni blurted out. Rose slapped her arm.

"WHAT!?" Leia, Finn, and Poe all exclaimed, with varied emotions.

"Maybe we should all sit down," Rose suggested.

"With a strong drink," Conni added.

Rey was lounging on a beach with the waves lapping at her bare toes. She looked around and saw her core group of friends. They were laughing and playing in the wake. From behind her, a gaggle of laughing children ran past and into the water. Her friends started playing with the various children.

Poe picked up a young boy with dark curls and freckled skin and slung him over his shoulder. He ran with him up to Rey and plopped the boy down next to her.

"Your turn!" He said grinning.

"Come on, mommy!" The boy said, grabbing her hand and tried to pull her up. "Play with us!"

"She's gotta be careful buddy," Poe grabbed her other hand to actually pull her to her feet, "she's got you another brother or sister on the way!" Poe ruffled the boy's hair.

Rey smiled at the boy and couldn't resist picking him up for a tight hug.

"Get off! Put me down!"

"Put you down?! Ok, then!" And she promptly deposited him in the shallow water.

"Daddy! Daddy! Me next! Me next!" An even younger blonde little girl came bounding up. Poe bent down and scooped her up and tossed her near the boy.

"Daredevils. The both of them," Poe commented. Rey smiled.

The boy emerged from the water. "Why do I need another brother or sister?!" He complained, splashing out of the wake. "I have two already!"

"These things happen, buddy!" Poe laughed.

Rey jolted awake. Was that a dream or a premonition? She was a mom to that little boy. He wasn't even real but she knew she loved him. It felt good, too, knowing that someone loved her unconditionally.

That feeling faded, however, as she found herself in a familiar bed. She had been here once before. In a very different situation with very different feelings. Now she wanted to rip this bed apart! It smelled like him. Kylo.

She pushed herself up and scanned the room before getting out of the bed. He wasn't here. She knew that there was no way that it would work, but she tried the door anyway. Alas, her guess was right. She was trapped, so she decided to explore. Nothing too fancy, but the room was nice. She had to admit that, for a ship, she appreciated the larger than usual fresher attached.

Rey started opening drawers and cabinets, not bothering to close them. Some, she took out the contents. Others, she let be. She needed a weapon. There was nothing. It looked like she would be relying on her fists.

She did just that. Once Kylo entered the room, she welcomed him with a punch to the nose. Then she went for the door while it was still open but closing. He, of course, was taken aback for a second, but tackled her into the part of the door that was already closed to prevent her escape.

"Now why would you go and do a thing like that?!" This question sounded very Han of him, but Rey refused to speak to him. Instead, she aimed a swift knee to his crotch. He skillfully dodged her. "Stop that!"

He pushed himself off the closed door and away from her. He wiped the blood from his nose with his sleeve. She learned back against the door, crossed her arms, and glared at him.

"Am I now to receive the silent treatment?"

Rey's nostrils flared, and Kylo was sure that he had not seen her so furious since the forest on Starkiller Base. At least he'd be walking away without any scars this time!

"Fine. This is fine. At least you won't be annoying me with your incessant talking."

"I have nothing to say to you," she ground out through clenched teeth.

Kylo crossed his arms and stared her down. "What? Now that I have you trapped you have 'nothing' to say to me? You. The girl who wanted to talk, talk, talk? I find that a bit difficult to believe. I see your anger. I can feel it. Let it out, Rey."

Rey's expression softened, only a teeny tiny bit, and she cocked her head to the side to study him. He was right. She had so much to say. To ask. Mostly not nice things... but she decided to keeps her words productive.

"Why did you choose to kill Snoke to save me? Or, maybe I should ask when did you decide to kill him?"

"This is what you want to talk about?!" He thought that maybe she wasn't ready to face her new reality. "Ok then... I didn't really plan to kill him at all, but, at the same time, I'd been planning it for a while."

"Always the duality... Kylo and Ben." She sighed, signaling that she was sick of his crap. "What did you expect to happen when you took me to him?"

Kylo had a feeling this discussion was going to take a while... And it would probably veer all over the place. He walked over to his sitting area, took a seat on the couch, and patted the spot next to him to indicate he wanted her to sit as well. Rey took a seat in a chair across from him, arms still crossed.

"I had hoped that he would appreciate your power, appreciate me bringing you to him... that he'd let me take you as my apprentice," he told her.

"Didn't I turn you down? With that teacher request?"

"You let me teach you how to dance and how to read..." He pointed out.

"So, you didn't intend for me to help you overthrow Snoke?" She asked, not believing him.

"It was a scenario I had thought of, but it was not my direct intention," he told her honestly.

"Your mother would be very proud of your political savvy right now..." Rey said bitingly. She then changed tactics. "When did you want to have sex with me?"

Well, damn! That quick of a change in topic almost gave Kylo whiplash.

"Um. Well... it's been a while," he admitted.

"When did you want to own me?" she pressed, still shooting daggers at him with her eyes.

"I didn't-" Kylo stopped himself. That's right. He owned her. This discussion wasn't part of his plan. "For as long as I've wanted to have sex with you," he replied snidely without really meaning it. He had definitely wanted to have sex with her for, what seemed like, way longer.

Rey uncrossed her arms, stood slowly, and went to sit next to him. "There seems to be a strong correlation between your sexual desire for me and your want to possess me."

Kylo narrowed his eyes at her statement. He knew where this was going.

"Is that the type of slave you expect me to be?"

Kylo shrugged. No. "Maybe. I do enjoy being inside you," he said crudely.

"I'm not going to let you touch me again!" She spat.

"You think you have a choice?" Her defiance humored him. "I think I've told you once before, I can take what I want..."

Rey's eyes widened. He couldn't possibly!

Kylo sighed. "Enough of this. I'm going to wash the rest of this blood off of my face," he said, rising to his feet. "It's time for me to introduce my pretty new slave- that's you-" he bent down and tapped her nose "to my inferiors." He then stood to his full height, turned, and walked in the direction of his fresher.

"I'm not meeting anyone!" Rey defied him yet again, getting to her feet.

Kylo strode back to her. He took her chin in his hand. "You will do exactly as I say," he growled. "This is a dangerous game you play-"

"That you brought me into," she argued with a glare.

"The sooner you fall in line, and accept your fate, the sooner things will get easier for you," he warned.

"Fall in line?!" Rey repeated incredulously. "If you think for one minute that I'll just let this happen, you're sorely mistaken! I don't care if a piece of paper supposedly gives you power over me, that's just not going to happen!" She was shouting now.

"Who do you think you are?! You're nothing. The force may have given you power, but no one wants you. No one but me!" He shouted back. "Don't try my patience. I'll throw you in a regular prison cell so fast you won't know where you are. Then, you won't have my protection, and anyone can do anything they like with you," he shouted back, darkness radiating from him.

Rey stared at him. She fought the sting of impending tears. She would not let him see her cry. Not over this. "Maybe I'd prefer anyone but you," her smart mouth couldn't stay shut.

Kylo worked his jaw, reigning in his anger. "I think you should spend the night shackled in interrogation," he told her, anger and jealousy swirling in his gut. He waved his hand to, yet again, render her unconscious. This time, he just let her hit the floor.

Personal note: This was the week my son didn't have his summer session preschool. I cannot overstate how much I despise PJMasks... Where the hell are their parents?! Though, it does teach kids early that "bad guys" can be redeemed... ;-)