As they journeyed to Tatooine for their next mission, Rey finally finished putting together the lightsaber she had started back on Ajan Kloss. Well, it was almost finished. Going through the scraps that they had left, she couldn't find anything that would constitute as a suitable power field conductor. Fortunately, they were going to Mos Eisley first; Ben had informed her that there was a junkyard on the edge of the spaceport. Scavengers would loot through the scraps and resell them at markets throughout the port. She was sure to find what she was looking for there.

Meanwhile, Ben had his own mysterious mission. He wouldn't give Rey any of the details, only that it was within Mos Eisley. She felt disappointed; the main purpose for visiting Tatooine to begin with was to return Luke…well, Anakin's, and Lei's lightsabers back to Luke's old home at the Lars moisture farm. Neither she nor Ben felt comfortable keeping them; these lightsabers were from their former masters and were never really their own. Out of respect, it felt only right to return them to the Skywalker family. Though this was Ben's blood family, she had secretly adopted Luke and Leia as her own. If Ben couldn't do it, she felt worthy enough for the task.

Rey gathered together the remaining loot neither of them needed and then proceeded to join Ben in the cockpit. She knew they would be approaching Tatooine soon.

"Were you able to build your lightsaber?"

"Not quite. Missing one piece. I'm sure I can find it on Mos Eisley."

"Probably. When we get there, let the Force guide you. Just like with the kyber crystal, your lightsaber is a part of you, and the Force will help you complete it. It will be easy to find the remaining piece you need by clearing your mind and staying focused."

"Got it."

When they got clearance to land in one of the hangers, Ben, Rey, and BB-8 entered the bustling port. The air was dry and familiar; it reminded Rey of Niima Outpost, only Mos Eisley was much larger with a lot more activity. She had never seen so many Toydarians, who appeared to be the primary vendors. She had only met a couple back on Jakku and found them to be only slightly better than the Crolutes.

Closing her eyes, Rey concentrated on the last piece she needed.

Focused on it.

Cleared her mind.

It was here.

It wasn't far.

She opened her eyes. "Got it."

"Good."

BB-8 chirped cheerfully as Rey made a beeline through the crowds. The closer she got to the individual who had the last piece she so desperately needed, the more anxious she became. She could feel her heart pumping harder as her apprehension rapidly increased.

Was it him?

No, not him.

What about him?

No, not him either.

Or her.

He was close, though.

Finally, she found one of the Toydarians buzzing slightly off the ground in front of a booth with an array of items for sale.

It was him, she was sure of it!

Taking a deep breath, while trying to make herself not seem too excited, she cautiously approached him.

"Excuse me?" she said, a little too timidly. He glanced up with skepticism. "I was wondering if you have a power field conductor."

"What's it for?"

"I don't really think that's any of your business. Do you have one?"

"What if I do?" he snarled, as he looked at her up and down. "How would you expect to pay for it? They don't come cheap."

"I have credits. Now do you have one, or should I take my business elsewhere?" It was risky to challenge him as she knew he had the exact part she needed. Hopefully the pressure would be enough for him to stop playing around, but not enough for him to shoo her away.

"I do have one. Just one. That will be… two thousand credits."

"Two thousand credits? That's outrageous!"

"If you can't pay, you can go look somewhere else, as you said. I'm sure I can find another buyer."

"I truly doubt it."

"Oh?"

"I'm a scavenger. Well, formerly. I know how much the materials cost to make the power field conductor I am looking for. No one will pay two thousand credits for it. Even half that is outrageous. Please don't take me as a fool." It was a slight bluff. She didn't know the exact costs in materials, but she did know he was overcharging, and did not in the least bit appreciate his pathetic attempts of trying to swindler her.

"A scavenger? Looking for a power field conductor?" He seemed intrigued now. Why the sudden change? Better not question it yet and see where it goes.

"That's right."

"You are not the Jedi scavenger I've heard so much about, by any chance?" That would explain it.

"What if I am?"

The shopkeeper shook his head. "I'd say I'm the fool. Let's say, 800 credits?"

"That's more like it. Instead of credits…" Rey put the bag of loot on his table. "Could any of these items cover the price?"

"Let me see." As he went through the bag examining its contents, BB-8 gave Rey a little nudge.

"I'm almost done," she whispered to the astromech. He gave her another nudge. "BB-8, hold on." He gave a sad beep.

"Most of this is junk. It can cover, I'd say, about half."

"Half is fine." She felt fairly certain that she was still being ripped off, but at this point she just wanted the power field conductor and to move on.

After the exchange, she turned around to Ben. "Ok, I got it…" but he wasn't there. BB-8 bumped her again, this time harder.

"Ow!" The astromech beeped annoyingly, and then quickly rolled away. "Where are you going?" Rey asked as she grabbed the empty bag and the conductor. The droid took her through the crowds, back towards the ship, but then turned right down a narrow ally. It stopped as quickly as it had turned, making Rey almost trip over the astromech.

"BB-8, what is it…" Up ahead, she saw that Ben was talking to another merchant. For a moment, if felt like her breath had escaped her. In the merchant's hand was Kylo Ren's old helmet, the red cracks glowing eerily in the dim light of the alleyway. What was going on?

"There has to be a perfectly good reason," Rey told herself out loud. She shouldn't jump to conclusions. She told Ben she trusted him, and she didn't want to turn that promise into a lie.

After the exchange between Ben and the merchant, he turned, the helmet held tightly in his gloved hand. Upon seeing her, he picked up his pace in her direction. Instinctively, she took a few steps back.

"It's not what it seems," he tried to reassure her.

"I'm sure… you have a very good reason… for buying that."

"I do. There are, of course, many rumors that I am dead. Which is true, the part of me that was Kylo Ren is dead. However, if we are going infiltrate any more ships from the First Order, then Kylo Ren will need to return. In appearance only, though. Just enough to cause a distraction. I still paid for the helmet, even if it was my own. Took a little persuading… but I didn't harm him, I swear!"

Rey nodded. "I… do believe you. I'd be lying if I said I didn't jump to other conclusions. That makes perfect sense."

"Rey, I…"

"I got my last piece. I'm going back to the Falcon to finish putting it together before going to the Lars Homestead. You sure you don't want to come?"

"After what I've done to my family, I don't feel worthy of their respect. Besides, there's something I want to do here."

"Will you tell me eventually what you're doing?"

"Yes, when you get back. It's nothing bad, I promise."

"Ok. Come, BB-8." And Rey hurriedly headed back to the Falcon, eager to finally finish her lightsaber.

Author's Notes:

Sorry for the delay in posting! I kind of went overboard with my ideas and I've reached a point where I'm going to start to wrap things up (I still have plans to write a few more Reylo chapters, though!) If anyone is interested in continuing it once I'm done with my last couple of chapters, please let me know. Otherwise, thanks so much for reading! :)