A/N: So, you all remember that old crotchety Luke 'get off my lawn!' Skywalker from the 1st half of TLJ? He's back!

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The first week was the toughest.

Oh, who was he kidding? The first day had been the toughest. Because after that short but strangely poignant ceremony (he refused to acknowledge how real it had all felt), Rey and Poe had to tell their dads what they had done.

They briefly considered getting the two older men together and telling them both at the same time, but then Rey decided it might be best to do it separately, because she was sure their reactions would be so different an argument might fire up between the old friends. So, they headed to Rey's old house first.

As Poe expected, Luke Skywalker was not happy with the news. He laid into Rey, lamenting the fact that she should have worn white, that she should have been married in a church by a priest, that he should have walked her down the aisle, all while adding nasty side comments such as "you could have done better" and "do you realize how many women he's been with?" and "why him?"

As a young man, Poe had greatly respected the elder Skywalker, and had submitted to his demands and eventual derision, but now he was grown and the (almost) President and CEO of a major business, and he stepped forward, ready to defend himself. But Rey's soft grip on his arm stilled him, and her calm voice soothed and comforted him.

"It's done, Daddy," she said. "I've made my choice and I have no regrets. You need to respect that."

Though he was still obviously unhappy, asking at the last minute if she had signed a prenup ("Yes. Poe made sure of it."), he let them go without any more fuss, accepting Rey's promise that both he and Kes would be invited to dinner at their condo as soon as they settled in.

Poe was still shaking with anger and frustration as they walked back to the car, and without saying anything, Rey grabbed his car keys and headed for the driver's side. Poe didn't argue. It was only a short drive down the street and around the corner to the house he had grown up in.

Poe didn't think anything could be worse than telling Luke Skywalker he had married the man's daughter, but he was wrong. Telling Kes was far worse, and not because the older man was angry about it. Quite the opposite, in fact.

"Oh, mi Señor en el cielo!" Kes Dameron exclaimed! "I thought this day would never come! Oh, I am so happy for you!" He reached for Rey's hand. "Rey, this ring looks perfect on you! Shara would be so happy to see you wearing it!" He grinned at the couple as they glanced at each other, eyes wide. "You know she knew this would happen," Kes continued. "Even as small children, she knew you two would grow up to marry each other! I was getting worried she had been wrong!"

Poe felt guilt race through him. While Luke might rejoice in a year when the marriage was dissolved, his father's heart was bound to be torn to shreds. Poe had not foreseen this at all!

Eventually, they were able to slip away, repeating the promise of dinner at the condo, and rushed back to the car. Once inside, with Poe once more in the driver's seat, they both sat silent for a while.

"Do you still want to go out to eat?" Poe asked.

Rey shook her head. "No. Let's go home."

Home.

Rey had packed a bag with enough necessities to get her through the rest of the week, and Finn and Rose had promised to help them move her belongings from the tiny apartment she lived in to the condo on Saturday. Home was now that condo… for both of them.

After that first crazy day, once Rey was finally settled into the guest room, things started to slowly become routine, and the rest of that first month was comfortable, if not normal.

While Poe always showered in the morning, Rey always showered at night before bed. She said it was because this gave her more time to sleep in the morning, and that excuse didn't surprise Poe, because he had always known Rey was not a morning person. He would wake first, go for a run, shower, and was usually in the process of making breakfast when Rey finally made an appearance. She would wander out of her bedroom, still half asleep and wrapped in a robe with her hair a mess, grab a cup of coffee, give him a brief wave, then disappear back into her room. When she reappeared about thirty minutes later in her scrubs, makeup and hair perfect, Poe was about ready to head out the door.

While they never had breakfast together, they did share dinner together most nights. Without even discussing it, they alternated who was in charge of the evening meal. While Poe almost always cooked, Rey more often than not got take-out; she hated cooking. When she did cook, it was always something simple and she always apologized for it, which confused Poe, because it was always delicious to him. On Fridays, as usual, they met Finn and Rose for dinner. Everything was relaxed and going wonderfully, and Poe was relieved, thinking the coming year would be a piece of cake; he enjoyed having Rey as a roommate.

It was at one of those Friday dinners where he was reminded the routine was about to be disrupted.

Finn casually asked Rey and Poe if they could help him move next Saturday.

"Where to?" Poe asked.

Finn cleared his throat and glanced at Rose. "Rosie's."

Poe snorted. "It's about time. It's not like you've been sleeping at your place lately anyway."

Rey grinned at Finn's expression. "Looks like we're both moving up in the world," she laughed. Finn's apartment was small and old, but Rose lived in one of the newer buildings on the southeast side and she had plenty of room.

"Yeah, we can help," Poe told Finn. "But we may have to knock off early." He glanced at Rey. "We have an event that night."

Rose leaned forward. "What event?"

"It's a silent auction charity event for Habitat for Humanity," Rey told her. "It will be our first official outing as husband and wife." She grimaced.

Poe noticed her expression. "You know you don't have to go," he told her. "They're expecting me, but not you."

"Oh, that would look great," Rey scoffed. "We've only been married a month and you're going out alone already?"

Poe shrugged. "I can say you don't feel well." Poe knew she wasn't too fond of social gatherings. She never had been.

Rey shook her head. "No, I don't mind. Really." She frowned and bit her lip. "Unless you don't want me to go?"

Poe snorted. "As if," he said sarcastically, his eyebrows furrowed. "I'll be a lot more confident with you by my side." He winked at her. "Not to mention it'll make all the other guys jealous." He grinned as he saw Rey's cheeks turn pink.

"Ooooh, Rey!" Rose exclaimed. "You are going to look amazing in a fancy cocktail dress!"

Rey suddenly looked panicked. "I didn't think about that! What do I wear?" She looked at Poe with huge eyes. "I don't have anything that fancy!"

Poe shook his head. "I already have an account set up with LaBelle's downtown. You can stop by anytime this week and choose whatever you like."

Rose giggled. "You'll be like Cinderella!"

Rey shuddered. "Oh, this is going to be weird."

"Well, you better get used to it," Poe said. "We have at least one of these things a month!" He shook his head. "I don't know how Leia did it." His expression fell; just the mention of Leia was enough to make him gloomy.

Rey automatically reached over and put her hand on his arm, squeezing it lightly. He gave her a soft, grateful smile.

Rey nodded. "Okay, I'll try and stop by after work sometime."

Suddenly, Poe was very anxious to see what kind of dress his new wife would choose.

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