Ben paced the floor, occasionally stopping to glare at his mom, but then feeling a little guilty because she looked so tired and defeated.

"What exactly did you say to her?" Ben asked, tempering his voice when he felt like snarling.

"I was talking you up. After all you are my son and I'm proud of you. I talked about how you are happier around her than I have seen you in a long time. But then she was talking so quietly to herself, but I did hear her saying something about how she felt she was a nobody. And I might have mentioned that you have met someone worthy of you. Meaning her of course. Then she cut me off and sent me away and didn't let me say anything else."

"Did you say that you meant her?" Ben asked, his voice ice cold. He was pretty sure that he understood what happened. Rey had mentioned more than once that she felt like a nobody, that she didn't have a place with them. Ben always tried to reassure her, but he wasn't sure that she believed it. That was one of the times that Rey consistantly blocked him.

"I think so? I don't know," Leia answered, frowning.

"She thinks that I'm with some else. She didn't read the subtext and she's already convinced that she is unimportant, unworthy of the Force, or of anyone caring for her, especially loving her." Ben clenched his hand and resumed his back and forth across the room, his steps more agitated. "I need to see her." Ben reached out and caressed the bond, hoping she would feel his acceptance and how much he cared for her. Hoped that she would accept his comfort. He felt it grow even more solid and he sighed-though he was not surprised.

"Poor girl. I wish that I would have kept quiet. Or have chosen my words more carefully."

"What's done is done. Don't blame yourself, I know that you were trying to help," Ben said, carefully. He pushed down the anger that Leia unknowingly probably set them back even further.

Ben finally sat on the floor beside her. Mother and son feeling defeated and clueless on how to help the girl they both cared for. They sat in silence, Ben trying to meditate, even if to just pass the time. It felt like Luke was taking forever.

Hours later, Luke came in the room. He looked exhausted and pale. Ben jumped up and led him to a chair. "How is she? Did she let you see her?" Ben demanded. He felt bad pushing his uncle when he was so obviously sapped, but he felt a tightness in his chest at not knowing, at being so thoroughly shut out.

"She's sleeping now," Luke said. It infuriated Ben that he got quiet and it seemed that he was going to leave it at that.

"She… had a rough evening. Rey is in a lot of pain, and although I healed her physically, I can't heal or help her with her emotional distress."

Ben's stomach sank. Something about Luke's tone and phrasing made him uneasy. "Do you mean just healing for her brain?"

Luke hesiated and looked away. "No," he finally settled on. Ben's patience was reaching an end.

"What happened?" Ben asked through gritted teeth.

"Ben, calm down and sit down. Please," Luke waited until Ben sat and took some calming breaths. "The sith got into her mind. She was weakened by her emotions, her exhaustion trying to maintain so many shields and barriers. Rey… She hurt herself. She'd never experienced it first hand before and she was screaming and panicking. The droid let me in, even though she had told it not to."

"How bad?" Ben asked. He thought back to the things he'd done to himself in desperation.

"I've seen worse from you. It would have been worse if her arms were stronger. She clawed her own chest, some places deeply. I did the best I could, and the droid gave her bacta patches too, but she'll probably scar."

Ben slumped to the floor. This is what he'd been afraid of. That his darkness would seek into her. He felt so much guilt that their bond allowed the sith to find her, and influence her as well. She had many scars from Jakku, the hard work she'd done, injuries from climbing around destroyed ships, but this felt so different. He felt responsible.

"I'm going to her," Ben said, determined.

"Ben, she desperately needs to rest. I know you want to go, to try to help but I think that it would do more harm than good."

"In the morning, then," He said, resigned.

"She still might not let you in," Luke warned. Ben knew this was a possibility. "If you make a scene, it will only upset her worse." Ben also saw the wisdom in this.

"What am I supposed to do, then?"

"Wait," Leia chimed in.

That was the last answer that Ben wanted to hear.