Seized

By: The Hat Potato

Rey awoke with a fit of shallow breaths, jerking up from her sweat drenched bedding. He had invaded her mind. He knew where she was. Somehow, she could tell. Rey couldn't help but feel completely and utterly betrayed. He had taken advantage of her sick and weakened state. Rey wanted to scream.

Outside, rain poured down onto the already saturated ground. She needed to get to Luke and warn him. She remembered that he had said something about going to see Chewie at the Millennium Falcon, but she couldn't recall anything else from her muddled state. She threw on her boots and ran outside into the cold and rain.

Despite the dropping temperatures pressing in on her practically bare skin, Rey felt like she was burning up. Her fever must be back. She didn't let it stop her and continued running as fast as she could. She had no idea how long ago Kylo Ren had discovered their location, but she figured that he would have made their capture a top priority.

Rey's question was answered sooner than wanted when she saw his ships out in the distance. She froze. Luke and the others were still halfway across the island, and Rey knew that she could not make it in time. It was over. He had won. Curse their bloody connection!

Rey could think of only one thing she could do. She wasn't even sure if it would work - Luke had only hinted at the possibility. She slowed to a stop and tried to calm herself. Then, she focused on Luke.

"Run. Leave now." her mind shouted. She couldn't tell if he had gotten it.

"Run. Leave now!" she could feel her energy leaving her, "Run. Leave now! Run. Leave now!" It repeated in her mind as an unbreakable chant. Nothing was happening. This had to work.

A deep breath in. A deep breath out. Then… "Run! Leave now!" her voice screamed in her mind and out loud. In the distance, she could see the Millenium Falcon flying away. That was the last thing she saw as her mind started to black out.

xxxxx

Kylo and his men quickly jumped from their ships.

"Find them. Now!" Kylo demanded.

The stormtroopers obeyed, scattering in all different directions.

Rain dripped down the sides of the dark Jedi's mask, obscuring his vision. He had never felt more powerful than this moment. His moment of seeming success, however, dissipated with time. More and more soldiers reported back empty handed, making him more and more outraged.

"Everyone back in the ships!" he ordered. If he wanted a job done right, he was going to have to do it himself. He didn't care if he had to walk over every inch of this planet, he would find Skywalker and Rey. His clothes were now thoroughly soaked, but he didn't pay one bit of attention towards it.

After a fair bit of walking, he found a village. The only problem was that it seemed empty. Or rather, recently emptied. After glancing around each hut, Kylo found what must have been Rey's. What few belongings she had were strewn all over the place, and her bed was still warm.

They couldn't have gotten away. He could almost sense her. He left the village and continued his search. His hard work was beginning to seem futile. There was no one. His feet began to ache and his breathing became heavy. It seemed like he had traveled the island twice by now. He would have to turn back soon. He would have to return to base empty handed and a complete fool.

He nearly tripped over a log in the path. He turned back once his balance returned and gasped. Not a log at all. There lay Rey, entirely soaked and very unconscious. He swooped her up into his arms and easily carried her back to the ships.

xxxxx

Rey's eyelids fluttered open. Everything felt heavy. It didn't take her long to realize why. As soon as she felt the cold metal of the restraints against her skin, everything came flooding back to her. Luke had gotten away, but he must have found her.

Her face scrunched up at the thought of him. He was awful. Terrible. She hated him. She kissed him. She still had not let herself think back to that, but now her thoughts were finally begging to be resolved.

Why had he kissed her? But, more concernedly, why had she kissed him back? It was a simple enough question, but she could think of no reasonable answer. Mind games. He must have tricked her. Deep down, she knew it wasn't the truth, but it was the only solution she could provide her perturbed mind at the moment.

Rey's mind began to piece together the puzzle of what had happened. After she had alerted Luke to leave, she had fallen unconscious. Then, his troops must have arrived and found her. How long ago had that been? Her sickness seemed to have disappeared, but her hunger had grown astronomically.

She looked around the room. It appeared to be identical to the one she had been held in before, if not the same one. The only difference was the severe lack of anyone else. No stormtroopers to trick. No Kylo to yell at.

Where was he? For someone who had been so urgently trying to find her, he now seemed to not even remember her existence. It might have been a good thing that she was restrained, for if she hadn't been, she would've killed him. Or at least injured him in some way. As it was, she was quite helpless. Minutes turned into hours of doing nothing but having thoughts like those until, finally, she nodded off to sleep.

She woke up from the sheer rumble of her angry stomach. How dare he capture her, starve her, and still not pay her any attention. Suddenly, she felt their connection start to form. Thank the Maker. She had a few choice words to say to him.

"Kylo," she growled as soon as she could see his stupid face. Kylo Ren couldn't help but notice her choice in calling him Kylo instead of Ben.

"Ahh, Rey," he said calmly, eyes scanning her body.

"Come. Here. Now," it took everything in her power to keep from shouting the phrase.

Kylo tried and failed to contain a smirk. He knew he shouldn't have. She was really angry. But, she was cute when she was angry. "Why," he asked, eyes full of amusement.

"I'll kill you," was her only reply.

"Tempting," Kylo scoffed, contemplating her answer.

"This isn't funny. I'm starving. Come here now!" The desperate twinge in her voice at the end of her plea is what made Kylo go to her once the connection was broken seconds later.

She stared daggers into him as he entered the room, as if she could actually stab him with a look. Her eyebrows were furrowed and her jaw was clenched in resolution.

"How dare you?" she demanded more than asked.

He sighed, having been expecting this question. "What did you expect?"

"Clearly too much!" she shot back.

"You opened your mind to me."

"I was asleep! And sick!" she defensively argued back, "Do you have no sense of decency or respect or boundaries?"

Kylo neared her, "Evidently, not. Where is he?"

"You're unbelievable!" she cried, "I have no idea, but do you really think that I would tell you even if I did know? I cannot believe you did this again."

The disappointed tone in her last sentence made him look down at the floor, "You would have died. I found you unconscious and practically drowned in the rain. I saved you."

"Next time, leave me."

He scoffed at her attitude, "Next time?"

"Shut up. I'm hungry and my wrists hurt. Let me get down." she requested.

"You'll never get anything if you demand like that. How do you ask?" he teased.

Rey knew he was playing, but it made her furious. What made her even more angry was the fact that she had no power in this situation. He held all of the cards. He could let her sit here and starve to death, though she highly doubted he would.

They stared at each other, each mentally challenging the other to give in. Finally, through narrowed eyes and gritted teeth, "Please."

Kylo's face brightened in light of his success over her, "Sadly, I'm afraid that won't be possible. Not yet anyway."

Her eyes bulged. "What?" she cried out in the form of a choked sob. That caught both of their attentions. Rey's because, "What am I doing? How did I let myself cry?" and Kylo's because, "I went too far, didn't I?

"Rey," he tried to say as gently as possible, "Of course I'm going to feed you, but you know I can't undo the restraints. You are too strong." With that, he left the room only to return seconds later with a plate of food.

"You had that out there the whole time, didn't you?" she asked, rolling her eyes. Then another question formed in her mind, "How am I supposed to eat it?"

"It appears that I am going to have to feed you."

"No."

"Fine then, go hungry," he drew near her, holding a bite of food on a fork. Her stomach growled so loudly that she was sure the whole base could hear it. She needed food. She couldn't let her pride get in the way of her survival. Reluctantly, she opened her mouth.

At once, she knew she had made the right decision. Her desperate mouth was met with beans, potatoes, and some kind of poultry. She let herself forget the awkwardness of being fed like a child by Kylo Ren and gratefully ate bite after bite of food.

When she was done, he wiped a napkin across her face and let out a crooked, half-smirked that had been threatening to appear the whole time. Her head was turned to the side, clearly embarrassed.

"Rey?" he asked. Slowly, her head turned to look at him. He grabbed her chin in his hand and placed a swift kiss upon her lips before promptly turning and leaving the room.

The End

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