This fanfic is meant to be post TROS. A bit of a slow burn I will admit but I am enjoying writing it so far. It will explore the Reylo relationship, and her longing to bring him back. It will also feature a new enemy. I am planning on updating at least once or twice a week! Enjoy

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Star Wars Story. Just a fan wanting to write.

Note: I am fueled by reviews. The more reviews, the more I seem to write.

Chapter 2

I had wandered back to my hut and laid back in my bed, but I never slept. I laid there awake, afraid I would dream of him again. To see his face is painful, but hearing his voice destroyed me. He was there, he communicated, that had never happened before. He was so calm, his voice sounded peaceful, probably to help me defeat my opponent. I wish I would have had the chance to get to know Ben solo.

Although we had previous connection through the voice, I only ever talked to Kylo ren, enemy of the resistance, supreme leader of the first order. When I was with him, I tried to wrestle the Ben Solo he buried so deeply out, always feeling his inner conflict, to follow the path of the light or the dark. I wanted him to come back with me to the resistance, to persuade him to come back to the light. He would face punishments for his actions against the resistance, but Leia would do all she could to protect him. He would have been a great ally to the resistance. He was strong, and so powerful.

I had gotten out of bed and started my daily routine. It was the same day in and out. I would get up, work in the garden, find some protein which was mostly fish. I would eat, then train. I would find time to meditate, then finish my day reading the Jedi text and attempt to sleep. I had no one to talk to except for the creatures that inhabited the island.

I still felt the pull, to the dark side at the center of the island, as I walked past that place that called to me the first time daily. It was like a rope was tied to my waist and every day I was pulled closer and closer, to be swayed to be like my grandfather, Palpatine. I never travelled to the place where I had the vision. I knew my true heritage and I was afraid of what I would see. I still remember my own face, wearing the black cloak yielding a red saber. My heart was racing thinking if I had only taken Kylo's hand, that would have been my destiny. I wanted to take his hand so desperately, to no longer feel alone. I would be his Empress as he had told me so many times, and we would rule together.

I had to shake these dark thoughts outside of my head. I slip into my bed and close my eyes wishing that I would have a peaceful night. I drift off into a deep sleep.

I'm there again on Exegol only I'm not with Ben. It's still cold and damp, lightening filling the sky. There is something so awful about this place that shakes me to my core. I only feel death and darkness. I look over to see the rubble on the ground from the battle with my grandfather, the dark Sidious. I call out to him

"Ben"

I hear nothing in return. I walk a few feet forwards looking in all directions in the vast open space and try again.

"Ben! Where are you"

Still, I hear nothing but silence and thunder. I begin to panic as if I'm that little girl again, who screamed for her parents, lost not knowing what to do. I wander around looking at my surroundings.

"On your left" I hear his voice, a faint whisper in my ear.

Instinctively grab the saber attached to my hip and block the saber coming down on me. I'm battling with someone I cannot see, wearing a black cloak, face hidden in the darkness.

I kick the unknown opponent in the stomach and their knocked back slightly. I advanced forward yielding Leia's blue saber. Attempting to strike at every open I have. Whoever they are they are agile and fast, blocking every strike I give with the glow of their red saber. They advance on me quickly. I get inch closer to crevice that Ben was knocked into by Palpatine. I'm pushing back fighting back trying to get away from my impending fall. I hear him again

"Focus Rey, fight back"

I get an instant boost and my face settles into an angry seething expression towards my opponent. I push back giving everything I have, growling and groaning at every strike. The sound the sabers make when the red hits my blue. I somehow get my opponent on the ground; I lift my saber to give a final strike, but I feel a hot burning pain in my stomach. I look down to see a red saber had pierced my abdomen. I hear a snicker behind me, not knowing who from.

The Sith in front of me rose to their feet. Still, I cannot see their face. There are no words spoken. The saber is removed from my abdomen. And I collapse to the ground, clutching my wound.

All I feel is pain. A burning sensation. The blood seeping from my stomach into my hand. My tunic that I was wearing quickly soaking with blood. I had never dreamed of this before. Never have I felt anything but sadness, but now I felt as though I was dying. I call for him not knowing what to do. He answers me in a calm voice

"Rey, it's ok. Focus and you'll wake up. It's only a nightmare Rey…. it isn't real."

I feel myself drift away and my eyes close.

I hurl myself to an upright position in my bed, unable to breathe and catch my breathe. I throw myself to the floor clutching my chest trying to breathe. I hear him again

"Breathe"

I turn my head looking for him. I haven't heard him inside my nightmares let alone outside of them dream before.

"Rey, it's over, your awake. Breathe"

It only makes me struggle even more. I run outside of my hut thinking he is there. I scream for him

"Ben…. BEN, where are you"

I do this over and over again. After an hour of searching a begging for him to come to me I give up.