AN: Your reviews never fail to make me smile! Believe it or not, we are getting closer to the end of this story, but I already have like two chapters worth of epilogue, so there will be lots of time for good feels. I do have another Reylo story idea I've been playing around with, so I may or may not have another work in store for you after this one!

"We have to finish this." is the first thing that Rey says when she wakes up the next morning. "We can't put it off any longer. He has to be stopped."

"I know." Ben sighs, his fingers playing with her hair, still curly from yesterday. "I wish we had more time."

"We will. After." She says, catching his hand, and kissing his palm. "We'll have all of the time in the world, you and I, with Gemma and the rest of our family. You'll see- we'll have so many years together you'll be quite bored with me."

"With you? Never." he insists, pulling her to his body. "I've said it before, and I'll say it again. If all I ever have is you and Gemma, and a quiet life...I'll count myself lucky."

"Not too quiet, my love." She says mischievously, rolling her hips against his, feeling his body come to life beneath hers, hearing him groan into her neck. "I'd quite miss sounds like that." He sits up, wrapping an arm around her waist and dipping his other hand between them to touch her, making her writhe and gasp. Her legs tighten around his waist, heels digging into his muscular back, wanting him closer, needing him. But he keeps working her with his fingers, dipping his face down to nip at her breasts, the hand on her back splaying and tugging her body closer to his. She calls out his name as she finishes, and he grins cockily.

"I'd miss sounds like that." He says, and his voice is deep and a bit raspy, touching something deep inside of her. Without hesitating, she adjusts her hips, grinding over him before taking him inside her body, kissing him deeply as she does, swallowing his moans, whimpering against his neck as the pace increases, sending shockwaves of pleasure jolting across her body. His movements become erratic, and she bites into his shoulder, drawing a growl from his throat, and suddenly she's on her back, one of his hands between them, making her cry out in a second wave of ecstasy. They lay tangled together, his breath on her neck, her fingers tangled in his hair.

"What was it I said when we woke up? What were we going to do?" she asks, making him laugh against her skin. "You distracted me."

"You're the one who climbed on top of me, naked, looking so beautiful, rolling your hips- if anything you distracted me." He insists, rolling off of her. She's immediately struck by the emptiness she feels, and he pulls her into his arms, kissing her hair. "Don't worry, from here on out, all business."

"Mmm. I don't know about that." She protests, tracing her fingers over his chest. "But we do have to focus."

"Absolutely." He nods, catching her hands and kissing her fingertips. "But, um, first, we could probably use a shower."

"We?" Rey asks, arching an eyebrow.

"I mean, we could shower separately, but I know I enjoy showers a lot more when we take them together." He says, and she grins at him. "Should I take that as a yes?"

"Absolutely." She kisses his chest, and he rises from the bed and heads to the fresher. She stares at him as he walks away, taking in every inch of his skin; taut muscles, riddled with scars, pale skin, crisscrossed with marks her fingernails had made on his shoulders, even a few bite marks.

"Enjoying the show?" He asks, glancing over his shoulder at her as he gathers both of their training clothes from the closet. Her face heats up, and she bites her lip. "Admiring your handiwork?" She sits up, and glances down; he's certainly left her with a number of marks along her skin.

"Ben Solo, I'm not going to be able to cover these with any amount of clothes or makeup!" She gasps, touching the one that she can feel on the side of her neck. His smiles at her, a mixture of guilt and amusement in his eyes.

"Sorry?"

"No you're not!" She chuckles, and he offers her a hand to pull her out of the bed.

"If it makes you feel any better, you could give me one that I can't hide." He suggests, and she rolls her eyes.

"Mhm. I just might."

…..

She's gently rocking her daughter back and forth, singing quietly to her, kissing her forehead. She'd just finished burping her, and was enjoying the few minutes of alone time she had with the precious little girl. She's left her shirt open, letting her daughter rest against her skin, near to her beating heart. Her wide brown eyes are fixed on her mother's face, and a contented gummy smile is on her tiny lips.

"Mama's precious little girl…" She says, lifting a hand to brush a bit of dark hair off of her forehead. "You really are more beautiful every day, every moment. And you are so loved...I love you, your father loves you, Grandma loves you...everyone who meets you loves you. I know that mama and papa have been busy...we've been preparing for something big. I know, it's no excuse. Soon, I promise...soon." She whispers, and she senses him coming closer. "Papa's coming back now. He was talking to Grandma. Sometimes, they don't get along so well, but they had a lot of things happen between them. You and I...well, we've learned from old mistakes. Which isn't to say that I won't make mistakes of my own...I'm sure I will. But I will do everything in my power to make sure you always feel loved, feel safe, feel understood. And Your papa will too. Everything we do, we do for you." The door slides open, and she smiles up at her new husband. As the door slides shut behind him, he strides across the room, and kneels at her feet.

"Every time I see you with her…" He trails off, lifting his large hand to caress the top of the baby's head. "It's so beautiful- you and my child." The love and pride pouring from him is almost overwhelming. Gemma sirs at the sound of his voice, twisting her head gently, and slowly extending her chubby hands to him. "May I?"

"Again, Ben, you don't have to ask!" She laughs, and passes her into his arms. She adjusts her shirt to cover herself, and watches him rise and start pacing around the room, gently bouncing their girl in his arms.

"I never knew it was possible to feel as much as I feel when I'm with the two of you." He says, glancing between them. "I didn't know that so much contentment could exist. And every minute, I think "That's it, that's as beautiful, as perfect as life can be" and then another minute passes, and it's better." She rises from her chair, and wraps her arms around his waist. "A wife and a daughter…"

"A husband. My husband." She kisses his shoulder, and rests her face against his arm. They both know what they'll be doing tomorrow, even if they don't know the outcome, but for the moment, they bask in the beauty that is their family, taking in the force energy that radiates from their beautiful daughter, and from the other.