Chapter 1

Rey opened her eyes. It was bright in this room – a room she didn't recognize. When she tried to sit up, a sharp pain radiated in her temples. Rey lay back down.

Where am I?

If she was in this much pain then something must have happened. She must have been hurt, and if she was hurt then she would be in care right now. But this room was unlike any med bay she'd ever been in. The Falcon's med bay was a far cry from this. This was clearly a bedroom. Rey lay on a large queen bed, the softest she'd ever felt. Her bed in Jakku was hard and full of sand, this bed was like a cloud and the blankets were thick and clean.

Rey looked around the room. The walls surrounding her were dark green, like the forest she'd seen on Takodama. Most of the furniture around her was made to look like something from the woods. Whoever's room this was clearly liked things natural and beautiful and green.

Rey tried to sit up again. When she moved slowly the pain in her head wasn't so bad. To her right was a transparent screen projected above a monitoring device. Rey looked down at her arm. She was hooked up to the device by tubes in her arm and sensors clamped onto her finger.

She couldn't remember how she got here, or what she was doing before. What's the last thing I remember?

Starkiller base. A rift in the woods. Han. And a pair of pretty eyes.

"I'm not giving you anything."

"We'll see."

Rey shuddered.

Maybe she'd been injured during her escape from Starkiller base. Maybe someone from the resistance had brought her here.

Rey swung her legs over the edge of the bed. The wood floor was cold and bumpy on her feet. When she stood her legs were wobbly, like they hadn't been used for a long time. Rey walked a couple of paces in front of her bed to get her legs used to bearing weight, then she headed out the door on her left.

She walked into a round room. There was a kitchen curving around the far wall and circular couches around a fireplace that burned in the middle of the room. Floor to ceiling glass windows lined the whole room.

A door whizzed open on her left. Rey spun around to see none other than Kylo Ren as he walked through the door.

Rey's heart thudded in her chest.

He wasn't alone. Finn walked in behind him, followed by a man with brown curly hair she didn't recognize.

It took them a moment to notice her. When Ren saw her, his jaw dropped open. "Rey."

Her head hurt. What was he doing here? And dressed like that? His robes were gone. Instead he wore black, lose fitting pants and a fitted black long sleeved shirt. His hair was shorter than she last remembered but it still curled around his ears in a way that made it hard for her to stop staring.

And Finn was with him, looking healthy, unhurt and not at all scared of Ren.

"Finn! Get away from him!" Rey gasped.

Finn's brows drew together. "Rey. Are you alright? Maybe you woke up too soon."

Ren looked hurt. Rey couldn't understand why he'd have any reason to be. He'd tried to kill Finn, and her.

Her saber. She needed her saber. Rey tried to summon her sabre by tapping into the force to call it to her. It didn't occur to her that she wasn't able to do this before, on Starkiller, it had been a bit of beginners luck the first time. Instead, the only thing that entered her mind was a headache. One that made her dizzy.

She was apparently too weak to use the force at the moment. Rey stared to fall as her legs gave out underneath her. Finn rushed forward and Ren put his hands out. Rey felt his force powers curl around, cushioning her fall enough to drop her into Finn's arms.

Her breathing came in heavy and the room spun. That was last thing she remembered before she passed out.