A/N: Oh my god, hello guys! Its been a while eh!? First off I want to apologize for my lengthy absence in updating this story. A lot has gone on in my life since I started this fanfic. I won't bore you with too many details, but I've recently gone back into studying, so that's been a major downfall in my focus on updating any of my stories really. I will be focussing on updating my fanfics that countless people have been messaging me about, so don't worry. But enough about me, here is yet another chapter of Reylo! I apologize if it seems rushed; I just really wanted to get it out to you guys as a Christmas present! I may be a little bit rusty. I hope you all go and see the new Star Wars movie as I have. I don't have any spoilers in here so don't worry, but I will eventually work into this story the main features of the canon plot in my own way. But until then, please enjoy the chapter and drop a review to let me know what you think. Also, you may notice that I changed the name I write for Kylo Ren as 'Kylo' instead of 'Ren'. I had a few people complain to me that they kept getting confused because the name Ren and Rey were so similar to read. So to make things more simple, I changed it so it's more distinct. I'll eventually go back and change it all to Kylo in previous chapters when I can be bothered to sit there for hours editing. Anyhow, hopefully its easier for you all to read now. Oh and…there is something pretty risky I did in this chapter that I had already had planned ages ago. So I hope you can forgive me if you don't like it LOL. Enjoy!

Chapter Four:

Trouble

Four hours had passed since Kylo Ren had headed out with a team in search of the supposed intruding enemy ship. An entire four hours of searching over and over for an apparent ship that was detected nearing their new First Order base. A whole four hours, and absolutely no sign or trace of the ship. It was utterly impossible and all in all frustrating for Kylo. How could a passing ship possibly just disappear? It couldn't just fly off the radar in a matter of seconds like Kylo's colleagues had been claiming. That didn't make any sense. If they were making a positive detection earlier, then how could they have lost track of it? The ship couldn't have been moving that quickly. Regardless, Kylo was sure it was either due to some incompetent fools' mess up, or it was General Hux's idea to get revenge upon him for leaving so abruptly and unjustly during their meeting. Either way there was absolutely no sign of an intruding ship, and Kylo was convinced there was never one to begin with. Hux however claimed that further precautions and investigations needed to be taken over this matter, thus sending Kylo and a team out to examine the surrounding areas around their new planet base. Fair enough that if there was such an intruder it would be best to check it out without dismissing the case completely. That wasn't what bothered Kylo. What bothered him the most was that he had been out scanning the surroundings for four hours and had not come close to solving anything. What's worse was that a mission like this could take several hours more. Perhaps even days…Days away from the base…Days away from that particular scavenger girl…

Kylo held in a sigh of displeasure as he tried to refocus himself on the radar monitors of the mission ship he was on. Since he had left in such haste from the quarters Rey had been occupying, he had done everything to push her from his mind and focus on what should have been his main priority; His work. It had been going well for a little while, but still the strong sense of the girl had crept back into him and gave him an undying urge to be back in that room beside her. Whims of overwhelming loneliness and sadness had passed through him every so often, and he could only imagine that they were coming from Rey's wavelength. The fact that she was feeling such things in his absence didn't sit well with him for some reason. He knew it wasn't exactly the most ideal departure, especially after all that had happened in that room. But for now it couldn't be helped. Even if it did kill Kylo a little on the inside. His duties had to come first. He tried to convince himself of that. The fact that he had such conflicting thoughts of what should come first unnerved him. He knew there was a problem when he was weighing up the importance of his work in comparison to a female. But Rey just wasn't any ordinary female. She was definitely like no other Kylo had seen or encountered. She was different. She was beautiful, amazing, strong willed, and ever so intriguing. Oh how delicious she was…

Again, Kylo tried to refocus himself. The last thing he should be thinking about was the particular events of what happened a matter of hours ago. Work had to come first. He was in charge of this mission, and how would it look on his part if he were to fail because his thoughts were elsewhere? Elsewhere…his thoughts weren't just elsewhere…it was a good elsewhere…The kind of elsewhere that had captivated and lit him with a firry passionate urge that burned all throughout his body. A dirty desire? No. A natural instinct? Perhaps. There was nothing that Kylo considered 'dirty' in his mind about what he wanted. If everything he thought and had done so far to Rey felt so amazing, then how could it be 'dirty'? On a social society level amongst the majority of solar systems, it was of course considered inappropriate and distasteful to pursue such urges. Such acts of passion were to be left alone unless for the purpose of procreating. The thought of celibacy in the way of the Jedi often crossed Kylo's mind from time to time. But how could that be possible? The mere thought of never engaging intimately with Rey was completely outrageous in Kylo's mind. Why should anyone restrain themselves from such things, especially when they are as strong and pleasure filled as what Kylo had felt so far? The whole thing was crazy and purposeless…well…not completely purposeless. It was done in order to keep the mind pure and focussed on more 'important' occurrences surrounding them. Perhaps that was Kylo's problem. He had succumbed to these pleasures and they had led his mind astray. Astray from his work. Astray from his goals. Astray from being able to have rational thoughts for the most part of his day. If only Rey just gave herself to him already, then all of this could be put to rest. If only Kylo could just be with her once then perhaps all of these crazy desires would lessen to a degree…

Somehow Kylo doubted it. Just the vision he played over in his mind of the scavenger girl moaning and writhing beneath him left him to believe only engaging once would never be enough to fulfil his urges. There were too many things he wanted. So many things he wanted to give and experiment with this girl. Kylo had already accomplished so much after his last encounter with Rey. He achieved her scent, her taste, her raw emotions and sounds that she emitted over his touch. It was far more than what Kylo had ever expected it to be like. But even though he had obtained all these things so far, what good was it without Rey's trust? This girl had practically given into him for a short while, but Kylo knew this scavenger girl wasn't going to let him in completely unless she trusted him to some degree.

Kylo gave a scowl behind his mask. That could have been all shot to hell by now, considering the pain he had given her from the device when she had tried to escape, and even more so now that he had left her so abruptly. Supreme Leader Snoke had ordered him to gain her trust…not only had this thrown those orders for a loop, but also his own personal demands. What in the world was he going to do now? Rey was surely feeling used and abused. It churned Kylo's stomach to think of her like that. That tear stricken face she had given him still burned behind his eyelids. The longer he stayed away, the more damage there could be to their relationship. That was the last thing he wanted. He'd come so far now, and there was no way he was going to have it messed up by some stupid mission that may have been all for nothing. But what could he do? He could hardly order everyone to abandon the search and head back to the base. How would he explain that? Hux would no doubt be asking questions, and all that Kylo could muster up in his head was that he wanted to mend his connection with Rey, and engage in passionate, raw, intimate, sex with her.

Kylo's chest began to ache with torment and fatigue. His body was truly drained emotionally and physically from lack of sleep, and hungering so badly to be with Rey. It was all starting to take a harsh toll on him now, and he just needed some time to recover. Perhaps he could try and do that whilst on this mission…After all, it did seem like a complete waste of time.

It felt like an eternity. An absolute eternity. Being so alone…minimal contact from any living being…being held captive in the same room for so damn long…

Rey sat on the floor beside the bed, with her back pressed against it for support. She stared almost unconsciously down at her hands resting in her lap. How long had she sat in that position for? She had no idea. The concept of time right now was something she was completely clueless about. She didn't know when she should be sleeping, or bathing, or being awake. The thought of sleep made her feel edgy now. She had so much of it that any more would drive her insane. She needed to get out. She needed stimulation for her mind. Being locked up and alone with her thoughts and emotions was the last thing she needed right now. For days now, Rey had thoroughly thought over everything that had happened with her last encounter with Kylo Ren. She had gone from crying herself to sleep, to slamming her fists into the panel on the door, to now sitting or laying awake and staring blankly at whatever was in front of her. Rey's best guess was that it had at least been three days since she had last seen that damned dark Jedi. It seemed like a lot longer than that, but judging from when the Storm Troopers made visits to her room to replenish her food, she guessed she'd at least be getting 2 meals a day. But she was uncertain on that fact. Perhaps she was only getting fed once a day; therefore it had been 6 days? She couldn't be sure. One thing she knew though, was that she had definitely lost weight since she had been brought here. But that was to be expected, Rey thought to herself. Who had ever heard of a prisoner gaining weight while being contained? Regardless, she didn't exactly feel hungry most of the time. The overwhelming emotions stirring through her insides drowned out any feeling of hunger that she may have had.

Rey shifted her eyes from her hands to glance over to the room door. She found herself subconsciously hoping to see someone enter through it. Someone a little more interesting than a Storm Trooper. Someone more engaging and intriguing. Someone more stimulating and seductive. Someone who had dark hair…dark eyes…dark clothing…

Rey felt her heart pound against her chest. She felt somewhere torn between guilt and angst. Had she really reduced herself to actually wishing she could see Kylo Ren come through the door? She found herself often thinking about it for at least the last day. For the first day, she was sure the darkly dressed man would come back to her and try to finish what he started. At that stage, Rey was ready to slap him again and tell him she wanted nothing more to do with him after the pain and betrayal he caused her, right after stealing such an intimate moment with her. But once Kylo didn't return after the first day, Rey slipped into a depression where she wondered if she had been just completely used or not, and if perhaps Kylo didn't even consider her feelings as important at all. There were so many questions that just went unanswered, and it drove Rey crazy to keep replaying them over in her head. No matter how much she tried to analyse things, she just kept hitting a dead end; leaving her in confusion and utter helplessness. By the time the third day had rolled around, Rey had agreed in her head that there must have been some kind of logical explanation for Kylo Ren's absence. It was unlike him to be away from her this long. Had something happened to him? Had he lost interest in her? Was there actually an intruding ship in the area? Was it someone coming to rescue her?

That thought gave Rey some kind of hope. Surely her friends would rescue her if they could…but how exactly would they find her? Even if they did find her and save her…could she just happily wipe everything that has happened here from her mind? All the questions she wanted to ask the man who had taken her captive…All the feelings she had experienced from him…All the newfound curious desires she had developed…

Those thoughts troubled Rey. She wanted so badly to escape and be free of this place. But she now felt like something was holding her back. She knew she had to try to ignore it. If an opportunity arose to get away, she had to take it. There was no way she could hold back for reasons that she didn't quite understand.

It was too hard for Rey to determine what she would do in any situation now. After all the over thinking she had done, she just hadn't found a distinctive course of action she would take. All she could focus on now was when Kylo would return to her. In the last while she had found herself on several occasions, hoping to see him enter the room. Surely that was because she had been so bored out of her mind from being lonely, right? It couldn't have been because she actually missed his presence in an obscure, and somewhat messed up kind of way. Rey didn't know what she was feeling now. She wasn't sure how she was going to react when she finally saw the man again; if she saw him again. He had robbed her of so much, and taken advantage of her in the most outrageous manner…and yet…she was so sure she felt so much more to him than being some evil dark Jedi who wanted to fuel his own sick desires. There was much more to him that she felt when they were together last. Even behind his burning, passionate, and forcefulness to engage with her intimately, she felt a somewhat softer side. It was almost as if he were gentler with her and more compassionate on the inside that she never witnessed from him before. Perhaps that was what he was truly like beneath all the corruptness of the First Order? It was such an expressive and close encounter that they shared, and it would stand to reason that Kylo allowed his sentiments to be unguarded during it. Like Rey had told herself many times before, if Kylo Ren really didn't care for her at all, and if he really were some sick twisted man, he could have quite easily raped her whenever he wanted. But he hadn't. Yes, he had forced her into situations of that nature, but he was very insistent that he wanted her consent, and that he would not hurt her. But then again…he had broken one of those things already…

Rey shuddered at the memory of the horrible pain she had endured from when the darkly dressed man had activated the device attached to her back. It was excruciating. If Kylo apparently cared so much about her, then how was he able to cause her so much grief? Rey understood that it was to prevent her from escaping, which she would have undoubtedly done in the situation, but there were so many less harsh ways that he could have used to stop her. It wasn't fair that he could just give her so much pleasure, but then minutes afterwards give her a punishment as brutal as that was. It was confusing to say the least, and even if Rey was truly right about the dark Jedi having a softer side than she originally thought, then what would it change? He was still going to bring her before their Supreme Leader, where there would be a very high chance she would be killed in his presence. Kylo was still trying to sway her to his side, and if she kept on refusing to do so, then where would that lead them? Surely he couldn't keep her a prisoner here forever, and show her unbridled intimacy whenever he saw her. There was an end game somewhere along the line. Right now there was some kind of plan that Kylo must have had that required her to join him. But if she refused for an extensive period of time, surely it had to stop somewhere. Their Supreme Leader would surely have her killed if she didn't comply with their demands. So anything that she shared with Kylo Ren will have all been for nothing if that were the case. It was an unusual situation Rey found herself in right now, and all she knew was that she had to have a plan as well. She'd be damned if she was going to allow herself to rot here and be killed off whenever someone decides its time to do so. Ultimately, she was going to have to find a way to escape from here if things began to sour. She wasn't going to waste time waiting for the Resistance to find a way to rescue her. She was going to find a way out, a way back to the Resistance, and eventually find her way to Luke Skywalker.

If days really had passed since Rey had saw Kylo last, then wouldn't it be just about time to face the Supreme Leader like he had told her last time? That thought unnerved Rey. She definitely wasn't prepared to face Snoke. She was hardly even prepared to face Kylo Ren again once he returned. It was all beginning to be too much for her. She just wished she could switch all her conflicted emotions off and become completely numb to the situation. But it was no use. She was stuck with herself, desperately hoping someone would come through that door…needing someone to come through that door…yearning for someone to come through that door…

Rey jumped slightly in a start as she suddenly heard the familiar beeping on the panel outside the door. She let out a quick breath of panic as her body stiffened up and her heart pounded heavily against her chest. Someone was coming in the room? But who? More Storm Troopers? Or could it be…?

Unable to sit still any longer, Rey jumped to her feet anxiously and focussed herself solely on the door across the room. Within moments, the door slid open, and Rey almost envisioned in her head the figure of the man she couldn't stop thinking about walk into the room...

A split second went by, and a figure did indeed take an intrusive step through the door and inside the room. Rey's stomach immediately dropped and her eyebrows furrowed at the man she saw before her. What the hell did he want?

General Hux stood stationary for a moment, and fixed his piercing gaze upon Rey.

Rey instantly felt uncomfortable in his presence, and wasn't sure exactly what he was doing in the room. Had he come to escort her somewhere else? To face Snoke perhaps? Or had he come here to torture her? Rey didn't know, but whatever the reason was, it wasn't going to be pleasant. She eyed him cautiously and didn't bother to disguise the loathing look on her face. She wondered if she should speak first, or if she should remain silent. She impulsively decided to go with the first option. She hadn't spoken properly to anyone in days, and she couldn't hold her tongue any longer.

"What the hell are you doing here?" Rey let out coldly. Only once she spoke, she realised just how unstable her voice was from not talking for such a long period of time. She tried to not let it shake her confidence, and stood her ground firmly.

Hux seemed a little taken back at her words, and soon replaced his piercing blank expression with a wrinkle of his nose and pursed lips. "Excuse me?" He said, sounding as if he had taken offence at the scavenger girl's words. "How dare you speak out of line to me in such a manner, you filthy vermin!"

Rey felt her chest tighten at hearing this man's words. Filthy vermin!? She could hardly believe he was calling her that after he was clearly a parasite of the First Order. She wanted to spit on him if she were in close enough range, but as it stood, he was out of reach.

The door closed behind Hux and locked, leaving him alone in the room with her. Rey found that rather odd. When she had last seen this man, he had been accompanied by Storm Troopers. The only person who had ever come into the room alone with her was Kylo Ren. So what on earth was this General doing alone in her room now? Clearly he wasn't escorting her somewhere, or else she would have been shackled by Storm Troopers…so what was all this now? Where was Kylo?

Rey glared at Hux, waiting for him to make his intentions clear before deciding to mouth off at him again. But it was such an unusual situation. He didn't seem like he was in any hurry to inform her of the reason of his presence. Instead he just stood there alertly, and gave her just as much of an intimidating stare and she did back to him. A few long and painful moments dragged by of silence, and Rey couldn't for the life of her understand why.

"What do you want?" She piped up again, feeling the situation was going no where if she remained silent.

Hux sustained his composure, before allowing his eyes to briefly drop and eye the scavenger girl up and down once. He gave a small scoff as is he were half amused about something, and the other half disgusted about something. He took a casual pace forward with his hands behind his back in the direction of Rey, and made her heart skip a beat.

Instead of stepping back and tripping over herself like a frightened animal, she stood still and tried to demonstrate that she had no fear of this man. What in the world was he doing approaching her now? His pace and attitude right now was somewhat confident and smug, yet unsure of himself. Before when she last saw the General, she had not only seen how stuck up he was, but he also had a sense of professionalism and 'by the book' mannerisms. But right now…there was something odd about him. It was unnerving, and Rey didn't like where it was heading.

"Keep. Away. From. Me." Rey ordered distinctly, holding her hand up in a threatening gesture as if she were about to use her powers on him if he came any closer to her.

Hux slowed his steps and brought himself to a halt. He scowled a little harder at her, before allowing a small smirk to creep onto his lips. "You really don't know when to keep your mouth shut, do you? Scavenger girl." He said in that smug tone of his. He then took another step closer to Rey, making her feet shuffle back a little.

"I said to stay back!" Rey hissed, raising her hand more defensively toward the offending male now.

Hux raised an eyebrow. "Are you threatening me?" He wondered, now moving one of his hands around from behind him. He held up a device in his hand that Rey eyed, and immediately she knew what it was. No…

Fear swirled up inside the pit of Rey's stomach. The device Hux was holding…it was the same as the one Kylo had that activated the disc on her back. It was at that moment that Rey realised just how much danger and trouble she was in. What did Hux want with her? Why did he have that device? Rey desperately didn't want to experience that excruciating pain again. From the look on Hux's face, he seemed rather amused at Rey's sudden realisation, and expected her to be obedient now.

"Not so fearless now are we, hmm?" Hux asked, taking a self-righteous sniff. "Do you dare to speak out of line again?"

Rey silently gulped. She didn't know what to do. Was this man here to torture her now? She hadn't really had much of any proper interrogation sessions since she had been here. Perhaps now she was going to have once since Kylo Ren proved unworthy of getting information from her? Was she going to be tortured until she revealed the location of Luke Skywalker? So many thoughts ran through her mind and she tried her best to hold onto herself. She lowered her hand back down to her side, not wanting to encourage the pale man before her to press the button on the device.

Hux scoffed again, seeming more amused by her wise choice of actions. "It would seem you know exactly what this button does." He sneered, brushing his gloved thumb over the button gently. "I wondered if Ren actually gave you any real interrogation sessions since you've been here."

Rey listened carefully to what the General was saying, and bit down on her tongue. She couldn't help but let her glare morph into a look of concern. She hated how defenceless she was right now. Being defenceless in front of Kylo was one thing, but being defenceless right now in front of Hux was another entirely. He was so unpredictable, and he definitely wouldn't hesitate to press that button if she did something he found distasteful. There wasn't any way she could get out of this, not unless she could somehow knock the device out of his hand. But even then it was risky. She was only new to her powers, and if she risked using them and failing, it could mean a whole world of pain to her.

"Hmm." Hux mused, as he again moved closer to the young girl. "And what's so special about you then? You're just a pathetic, dirty, scavenger girl."

Rey tried not to shake as she stood stiffly, while she listened to the man who was now circling around her. She averted her eyes to the floor, and mentally wished for this encounter to be over. It was becoming more intimidating by the minute. Why couldn't this man just get to the point already? The suspense was killing Rey.

"And yet…" Hux continued, scanning over every inch of the captive girl in her now incredibly tatty clothing. "You've managed to catch the attention of so many already…Why is it that Ren has such an unhealthy obsession with you?"

Rey flinched at hearing those words. She didn't know how to answer that question, or rather if she should. She didn't know why Kylo Ren was 'obsessed' with her. If she knew the answer to that then half her problems would have been solved by now.

"Not going to answer? Perhaps you do know when to keep your mouth shut." Hux continued to pace. Once he was behind Rey, he stood stationary for a second, before reaching his free hand upward. He allowed his fingers to brush the scavenger girl's loose hair aside to expose the back of her neck.

Upon feeling these actions, Rey took a sharp breath inward and resisted the urge to swing around and smack the authoritative male away from her. What the hell was he doing!? She could feel him twirling her strands of hair between his gloved fingers, and it instantaneously made her feel sick. He couldn't honestly be implying what she was beginning to think he was. It was outrageous. It made her angry. Was the First Order just made up of sex starved males?

Hux sniffed again, before releasing the hair from his fingertips. He moved around again until he was standing directly in front of Rey. "What does a filthy little whore like you give him that drives him to come back to you?"

Rey couldn't help but let her tongue slip. There was no way she was a whore! And to call her that was beyond offensive. She had done absolutely nothing in her entire life that could be considered whorish. Ever since she was brought here, she was treated like nothing but scum and a piece of meat. There was no way Rey was going allow her dignity to be stripped from her just like that.

"I am not a whore!" Rey growled, clenching her fists tightly.

Hux seemed slightly surprised at her outburst, but nonetheless replaced his expression with a haughty sneer. "Is that so?" he asked with mockery reeking through his tone. "I do wonder about that." He reached his hand up held Rey's chin firmly between his thumb and index finger.

Rey felt a wave of fury flush through her entire body at such an invasive and degrading action from this General. How dare he touch her face like that!? He had absolutely no right! Just as she started to feel the man's thumb brush softly over her chin, she could sense herself losing all control. She clenched her teeth together as she felt Hux's thumb trace upward toward her mouth; and there it began to brush over her lips. What in all the world's was he doing? Rey focussed her glare on her offender's face, and realised he was only staring at her lips, as if he were examining them...and imagining something involving them…Rey couldn't believe it. She officially couldn't restrain herself any longer. With one swift motion, she spat directly into the pale man's face before batting his hand away from her.

"Don't touch me, you disgusting pig!" Rey yelled. Just as she lifted her fists to Hux, she felt an overwhelming jolt of pain shoot through her entire body. Rey fell to the floor screaming in agony, as her body threw her into uncontrollable fits.

Hux stood over her and glowered down at her as he wiped the spittle from his face. "You really don't know how to stay in line, do you?" He said with a look of distaste. "Perhaps I should teach you a lesson on how to keep your mouth shut!"

Rey felt tears force their way to her eyes from the sharpness of the pain. It hurt so damn much. She could hardly catch her breath. Her stomach and chest were contorted in suffering and her throat clenched up tightly forcing her to cough. She fought hard to overcome the pain, and to stop her body from convulsing. It was so hard to endure. Rey had never felt something so horrific before in her entire life. She had witnessed many pains in her time, but nothing quite like this. She would imagine the feeling to be equivalent to something between being electrocuted and having multiple blasters shooting through her body. Once she was beginning to gain control over herself again, and having the pain begin to lessen, she noticed Hux hovering over her.

"Lost that little attitude of yours yet?" He questioned, sourly looking over suffering girl. "Ren might allow such behaviour to go by unaddressed, but I however will not tolerate such a vulgar display."

Rey wished she could spit in the man's face again, but the pain it triggered was too much to bear. What was he going to do to her now? She wished she could just get out of all this mess. Where the hell was Kylo? Why was all this happening to her? Rey tried to soak up her tears. The last thing she wanted was to give General Hux the satisfaction of seeing her cry, and knowing he was slowly breaking her.

"Get up," Hux ordered. "And get onto your knees."

Rey felt a cold shiver down her spine at hearing those demands. Onto her knees? She tried her best not to break out into a cold sweat at what that could possibly mean. If that meant what she thought it did…then she was in a huge amount of trouble right now. She shot a confused look up to Hux, and tried to control her laboured breathing. She didn't want to obey those orders. They frightened her, and she knew it was only going to get worse if she complied. But if she didn't…Rey felt her stomach twinge in pain at the thought of experiencing another shock from that device. It was unthinkable to experience that a second time in a row. It would surely kill her if she were exposed to too much of it. But what could she do? Either option was just as bad no matter where she turned. Why the hell did this have to happen to her?

"On your knees, you scavenger scum!" Hux impatiently ordered again, nudging her with the tip of his boot.

Rey didn't dare move. She didn't want to find out what getting on her knees would entail. But at the same time she didn't want to experience the agony of the device which would surely follow her disobedience. For the minute she tried to make out as if she couldn't move properly yet, and therefore prolong her time before having to follow the General's command. Hux didn't seem like he was going to be very patient however.

"Well then, I guess you haven't had enough pain to make you subservient yet." The pale man said, threateningly placing his thumb over the device button again.

Once Rey saw it she immediately spoke up. "N-n-no!" She shakily forced from her throat. "Please, no more!"

Rey could hardly believe her own words. The way they sounded. Yes, they sounded choked from the tenseness of her throat and body right now, but that wasn't what she was upset with. It was the fact that her words came out so plea-like. So broken. So pathetic.

"Then get up." Hux ordered again, making Rey close her eyes in distress. She knew she couldn't escape this. She didn't think she could deal with another round of pain from the device again. She just hoped and prayed in her mind that something would happen to stop this. Anything.

Slowly and uneasily, Rey began to lift herself from the floor. She managed to get herself in a sitting position. She stayed like that for a few moments, trying to cope with the aches that were pulsing through her body now. She tried to stay like that for as long as possible, but Hux wouldn't allow it.

"You're trying my patience!" the General hissed, threatening to press the button again.

Rey forced herself to place her hands out in front of her, and lift herself up onto her knees. Once she got into position on her knees, she kept her head down and stared at the floor below her. She didn't dare look up at the First Order officer. But after a few moments, she witnessed him in the corner of her eye moving around her. It was only then did she feel both her wrists being taken hold of, and before she could snatch them back they were bound in cuffs. Rey instinctively looked to see what Hux was doing the moment he walked back around to face her. Great. Just great. Now she was completely helpless. Her panic level was rising rapidly, and she didn't know what she could possibly do to get out of all this. She was scared. She was so scared. She hoped that by some miraculous chance that she could just manifest somewhere else. Anywhere else but here.

"That's better now isn't it?" Hux sneered arrogantly. "Now while you might not be the brightest female in the galaxy, I'm sure you're quite capable of knowing what will earn you a press of this button under the circumstance." With having that said, Hux brushed his gloved fingers through Rey's hair, before getting a firm grip on her head.

Rey let out a sharp exhale at the slight pain of her hair being pulled. She tensely awaited what was to happen next, even though she had already predicted it in her mind. She screamed inwardly and fought back tears. There was no way she was going to let her dignity be stolen from her. She already felt broken, but she wasn't going to let it show. She was so humiliated right now beyond belief. If she thought her encounters with Kylo were bad, then she instantly regretted ever thinking that in comparison. Oh god where in the world was that dark Jedi? He would have never done this to her. She couldn't believe this was happening. She didn't know what to do. She needed help. She screamed for help inside her mind. If only her friends and the Resistance could hear her prayers.

Rey was immediately snapped back to situation at hand when she saw Hux move his hand that held the device. He clenched the device into his palm and held it there with two fingers, while he used his others to begin unbuttoning the front of his uniform pants. It was at that moment when Rey closed her eyes.

"You act as if you've never done this before." Hux scoffed sarcastically. "Filthy, dirty girl…"

Rey kept both her eyes and mouth tightly shut. She felt disgusted. Sickened. She felt as if she were going to vomit or pass out, or both. She tried so hard to pretend she wasn't here, in this room, with General Hux about to violate her like this. She unwillingly breathed heavily through her nose, not for a second considering opening her mouth. She trembled and shook anxiously, hoping the inevitable wouldn't happen. She hated every moment of this. It was worse than torture. She dreaded how she must have looked right now. Such a disturbing and humiliating situation, and she could do nothing to defend herself. She wished the man would just kill her instead. She couldn't believe this was happening to her. Never did she think that she was going to face such trauma like this. She missed her friends. She missed the Resistance. Finn…Kylo…

Something warm brushed over Rey's cheek, and immediately she felt tears roll down her face. She couldn't take it. She tried to jerk her head backwards, but only cringed in pain when Hux tugged on her hair. This was it. No escape. No one to help her. She had never felt so alone a violated before. How could this have happened? Where the hell was Kylo? If he cared so much about her, then where was that damned darkly dressed man!? Rey missed him. For some crazy and bizarre reason, right then and there she missed him. Instantly she missed his gentleness. His passion. His consideration toward her. Everything. This wasn't fair. She needed him right now. God, she needed him. All her thoughts that were wrapped around the Resistance, her friends, and Finn all dissolved into nothing in her mind. There was only one name she was screaming. One presence she was begging for. One man she needed. Kylo Ren!

In that moment…in a blink of an eye…the door of the room shot open…

Kylo Ren had never rushed into a room quicker than he had done so right now. He was unmasked, panting as if he had just run from clear across the other side of the base. He had heard Rey's pleas. Her shrieks of terror. Her suffering and sorrows. Her calls of his name…

Kylo immediately witnessed the sight of Hux and Rey, and for a split second froze in his tracks. Hux…what was he….? Kylo couldn't even comprehend what he was seeing. Rey on her knees, bound, tears streaming down her cheeks while Hux had his…Kylo couldn't even believe it. An intense rush of blood flowed through him. He could feel his inner core burn with rage.

A startled Hux let out a disgruntled sound as he saw just who entered the room in such an instant. "R-Ren!" He gasped, letting go of Rey's hair without delay and struggled quickly with the front of his pants.

Rey fell backwards off her knees and onto her behind. She glanced up to see what was happening all so suddenly, and once she caught sight of who her saviour was, her heart almost leapt from her throat. He was here. Kylo was here.

Unable to even think rationally under the circumstances, Kylo made a dash toward Hux, but instead of pulling out his lightsaber and slashing him to pieces, he used the force to violently throw him back into the wall of the room.

Hux let out a pained grunt as he hit the wall harshly before landing on the floor. Once he was on the floor, Kylo swiftly moved to him and grabbed him by the front of his uniform and slammed him up against the wall again.

"Unhand me this instance, Ren!" Hux ordered nervously, struggling against the dark Jedi's strength.

"Hux!" Kylo snarled dangerously. "You bastard! What are you doing in here with her!?"

Hux writhed more to try and pull away from Kylo, but his strength was no match. "No more than what you've been doing with her! Let go!"

Kylo panted furiously and burned his eyes into Hux's soul. "You directly disobeyed Supreme Leader Snoke's orders." He hissed, resisting the urge to punch and choke the General in front of him. "If you go near her again, I'll kill you myself."

Once Kylo was sure he could see and sense unease and fear within Hux, he released him from his hold, and threw him across the floor.

Hux scrambled to his feet and made an abrupt exit without looking back at either Kylo or Rey.

Kylo was still trying to wrap his mind around what had happened in his absence. He was only just arriving back from his failed mission when began to catch all the fretful emotions that Rey was releasing. He had been gone for a few days, but how much had gone on in that time? Surely this was just a one off thing that hadn't happened before now. Wasn't it? Damn that General, Kylo cursed in his mind. He should have slaughtered him the moment he saw him, and Kylo promised himself he would, if he ever caught him doing so much as even thinking about Rey. There was no way he was going to allow anyone to take her from him, especially someone like Hux.

Kylo looked to Rey, and saw how distraught she was. She was trembling, and still shackled. He moved to her side and kneeled down, hastily removing the binders from her wrists. The moment he did so, Rey turned to him, and threw herself into his chest. Kylo stiffened at the sudden and unpredicted actions from the scavenger girl. He felt her begin to sob into him, and grip tightly onto the fabric of his clothes. It took him by surprise to receive such closeness from Rey, especially since their last encounter, and even with what had just happened now. Nonetheless, he welcomed it, and carefully placed his arms around the crying girl. He closed his eyes and let out a sigh at the overwhelming sadness and confusion he was sensing from her.

The two stayed in the position together for as long as it took. Kylo allowed Rey to vent her emotions upon him, and deeply regretted that he hadn't been here sooner to prevent this from ever happening. But in a way, Kylo was thankful for the opportunity to obtain such willing and emotional contact from Rey, even if it was for all the wrong reasons.

A/N: So guys…what did you think? I really am sorry. I never intended for Hux to sound so nasty during this chapter LOL! It just somehow turned out that way. Nonetheless I hope you can forgive Hux and my horrible portrayal of him! Again, sorry if the chapter sounds rushed. It is a fairly short chapter, but I fear my writing is rusty at the minute LOL. Regardless, Merry Christmas everyone! Please drop a review to let me know what you think, and if you're still interested in this story!