After taking off the red dress Falynn glared at her bare self in the small mirror of her room. He had left marks. Several in fact, mostly on the swells of her breast. By the force what did they almost do? Falynn looked at the blindfold she had discarded on the floor and narrowed her eyes at it. Was he really planning on having sex with her without even letting her see his face? Falynn didn't understand that man at all. The whole time they were on Dantooine he had barely spoken to her, and he certainly didn't touch her, now all of a sudden he couldn't keep his hands to himself. Wrapping her arms around herself, she let her powers shift and shutter beneath her feet. After quickly slipping on some under garments Falynn sat herself on the ground and closed her eyes. Falynn's body shook as her body lifted itself off the ground.

Damn that man.

He was making it so hard for her to get a grip on herself.

With his heated touches and his indecisions.

At least he had listened to her this time. Falynn wasn't sure though if Kylo was just asking for time really meant no, or if he actually planned on thinking about it. The man was truly complicated indeed. A real pain in her ass. Kylo going into the base would be risky, it would be much harder to sneak around, but she would find a way. She would have to use her skills from when she had decided to become some type of imitation rogue. The more she lingered on that time, she couldn't help but to snicker silently at herself. How truly foolish she had been, how tough she had thought she once was. She had been blind to everything. If General Organa had not found her, who knew where Falynn would have ended up, what stupid mistakes she would have made. If she hadn't had the brief training with Haymond then she wouldn't be where she was now. She still knew more about containing the force than actually fully utilizing it, but it was a start. Who knew, maybe once she found a way out of all this, she could try to find Haymond once again or find a new master. She had only known the older man for a few months anyway. Leia had never specified where she had recruited him from. Falynn had wanted to ask Leia why she just wouldn't just teach her. The force was strong within Leia, though Falynn could feel it fairly repressed. Her answer was quickly answered when she had met Rey. The General could only divide her attention in so many directions. Falynn had not spent much time with the younger women, but she could easily feel the bond between her and Leia.

Thoughts of her old teacher, and companions caused a strong tension within Falynn's mind and heart. If Kylo had said yes to her plans, would she be reuniting with them within the next few days? She would be leaving all of this behind her. Kylo, Henne, Mayea. They would suddenly be her enemies. Not that they weren't now. They were serving the dark side, but the fact that her separation from them would be permanent, somehow made Falynn ache. How would Henne react when she realized her Empress was serving on the opposite side? How would any of them react when they had discovered that Falynn was using her powers and title to be the fox amongst the sheep. Deceptive. That was what she was. Lowering herself to the ground, Falynn ran her fingers through her damp hair and moved up on her knees and inched her way over to the dresser. She found a high necked black dress, that had billowing sleeves that connected to the sides. She slipped on the dress over her head and smoothed it down over her body, before grabbing a red belt from the top drawer and snapping it around her waist. Leaving her hair down, Falynn excited out of her room and walked down the hallway towards where Henne was. She paused at the doorway for a moment, remembering just the night before who they had kicked out of it. Who was now dead, and probably mindlessly disposed of somewhere as if he were nothing. Swallowing from guilt, Falynn lifted her hand and knocked on the door.

The door opened quickly revealing Henne who was smiling brightly at her mistress. A pang splintered through Falynn as she returned Henne's bright face with her own weak smile.

"My lady," Henne frowned, stepping out of her room. "You look exhausted. Were you unable to sleep last night?"

"It has been a long morning," Falynn simply answered.

"I see," Henne looked her lady over then reached up touching her hair. "Would you like me to do your hair for you, and then perhaps we could take a walk?"

Falynn nodded as she followed Henne into her room. "That sounds lovely, Henne. Thank you."


Leaning against the controls Kylo had his fingers pressed to his helmet. He didn't know why it wasn't like he could massage his temples with the damn thing on. He watched the Stormtoopers who were moving around the ships and controls. He tuned out the voices of the officials as he let his mind wander to other things. No one had really bothered to ask him questions so far. News of him ending the life of Telc probably traveled quickly enough where everyone now knew about it. They all probably assumed their Supreme Leader was in a bad mood, which wasn't far from the truth. Kylo wasn't in the best of moods at the moment. His thoughts were bouncing between how his wife had felt against his bare hands and the plan she had suggested. He wanted to be against it. He wanted his answer to be no, but as he looked at all of the Stormtroopers and officials around him he knew he was limited.

Very limited.

If they had planned to barge in full force as he had originally planned then there would be no concern. Matter of fact, his mind strongly pulled back towards that idea, but he knew that was foolish. Falynn had made a point, a full on attack to their base could lead to bigger problems. He just couldn't stand the idea of her going in there. Even if he was in there with her, what if they had become completely separated. It wasn't like she had the force where they could still somehow be connected even if they did have to part ways briefly. Kylo turned his head to where General Jase was bent over one of the control screens and talking with a middle-aged male officer.

Moving off of the controls Kylo called, "General Jase, I need to speak with you."

General Jase's head moved up from where he was looking and spotted Kylo who crossed his arms over his chest. Nodding to the officer he had been speaking with General Jase walked over to Kylo giving him a slight before arching one of his dark brows.

"How may I be of service, my lord?"

"What do you think of, my wife's plan?" Kylo inquired leaning into the General. "Do you really think I should consider this?"

General Jase stared at Kylo for a moment, his dark eyes narrowing as if he was wondering if he should speak his thoughts. Kylo sighed. Though he and the General were fairly close, the older man still never stepped out of place. It was true that Kylo had punished his closest officials who had made mistakes. The General probably knew that he was no exception.

"Speak freely," Kylo ordered boredly.

General Jase nodded as he placed his hands behind his back lowering his head. "My lord, I believe that my lady has proved her skills fairly easy this morning. I believe that she would be fine going into the resistance. I believe it's your..." The General stopped speaking his dark eyes shifting, adverting them away from Kylo's helmet.

"Go on!" Kylo snapped. "You believe it's my what?"

The General cleared his throat before finishing. "Your overprotectiveness."

"My what?"

Slowly lifting his head the General added a bit more hesitantly. "I know what happened on Dantooine caused you great concern, my Lord. Our Empress had been injured, we were all worried. She has recovered though, fairly well I might add." Lowering his head once more he finished. "With all due respect, my Lord, I believe that you should allow her to help us."

"You really believe I should?" Kylo dropped his arms heavily by his side. "Knowing the risk."

"The choice is yours to make, my Lord. I will follow whatever decision you make," General Jase bowed deeply before gently saying. "I do believe though you should give Falynn a chance."

Kylo stared at the General silently for a moment before waving him away. "Thank you, General. I will think of your words."

General Jase did a quick but deep bow again, before walking back over to the officer who was looking at the two men wide eyed. Shaking his head the General took his notice back on the screens. Sighing again, Kylo needed a moment to think, his shuttle would probably be the best place for him to really make the decision. He began to head toward his shuttle, stopping as he watched his wife exciting Quad A's ship with Henne following behind her. Much to his relief Falynn had gotten out of that sinfully revealing red and was now wearing something practical...perhaps too practical. The only sign of skin that was really showing was her face, along with her shoulders. Her hair was now braided up into a bun on top of her head. Her face seemed relaxed as she said something to Henne causing the two women to laugh. Falynn paused at the end of the ramp when she spotted Kylo. Her laughing ceased as she gave him a tight smile and nod then continued to walk with Henne hooking her arm through hers. Kylo shook his head as he stormed towards his shuttle.

Everyone but him. She was always so relaxed with everyone, but him.

Even that fucking mechanic.

As Kylo's feet left heavy footprints in the red earth beneath him a thought occurred to him. Perhaps the reason that Falynn was not so relaxed with him was that she did not feel secure with him. Every situation the two of them had ever been with each other had ended in disaster. Falynn kept saying that she needed to prove herself, but in all honesty, perhaps it was time Kylo redeemed himself to her. This marriage hadn't gotten on the wrong foot and had stayed that way for a while. Perhaps it was time for that to change. If he allowed her on this mission this would give her a chance to truly rely on him, especially if he was there backing up her every step. He would only bring a couple of Stormtroopers with them, that way Falynn had no choice but to rely on him. This mission could not just destroy the innards of the Resistance but could also seal Falynn's reliance on him. By the time Kylo had reached his command shuttle he had made up his mind quicker then he thought he would. He would allow Falynn this mission, to prove to her that she needed him. That without Kylo she was lost.

He would wait to tell her.

He would tell her tomorrow.

The Empress could stand a little patience.


Falynn groaned the next morning as there was a loud banging on her door. She placed her pillow over her head as the banging grew louder. Yesterday had been fairly relaxing considering the earlier events. She had spent most of the day by Henne's side as the two of them idly chatted. Falynn wanted to keep her mind relaxed and away from anxiety and impatience for Kylo's answer. Henne had done well in keeping her mistress entertained even taking them on a picnic somewhat miraculously on the not so lush landscape of Geonosis. As relaxed as Henne had kept Falynn's mind throughout the day, she could not rescue her mistress from a fitful night's rest. Falynn had tossed and turned, threw her covers on and off, meditated but nothing seemed to help. She had gotten only a few hours of sleep and wished to sleep more, but the banging would not stop as much as she tried to ignore it. Throwing the covers off her bed Falynn sat up glaring at the door willing herself to burn whoever was on the other side.

"What!" she barked.

The doors beeped then slid open revealing Kylo in the entrance.

Letting out a groan of displeasure Falynn laid back down as she turned her body to face the wall. He was the reason she could not sleep, and why did he always have to be so abrupt in how he woke her up. Kylo walked over to her bed and placed his arms on either side of her as he leaned down. She only looked up at him with an irritated look. She was almost positive he could probably see how tired she was, but her husband did not move.

"I have to come to wake you up," he said. "Not get up."

"My, you seem to be in a good mood," Falynn grumbled, turning her focus back to the wall. "You could always quietly open the door you know. Perhaps even a light tap on the shoulder to wake me up. I am sure half of the ship is awake now."

Kylo scoffed through his helmet. "As if that would wake you up. Get up now, and get dressed."

"Where are we going?" Falynn mumbled, turning over on her back and looking into a sleepy reflection that surfaced on Kylo's helmet. She quickly turned her head away. "Did something happen?"

"You told me you wanted me to train," Kylo reminded her, straightening himself up. "So we are going to train. I also have something I want to talk to you about."

Falynn's muscles twitched as she sat up and raised an eyebrow. What had brought this on all of a sudden? Rolling her shoulders and wincing, she silently agreed that training wasn't a bad idea. She would need to strengthen her muscles back up if Kylo did decide to let her go on the mission. Throwing her covers off Falynn forced herself out of the bed. She went over to her dresser and opened the middle drawer and began to rummage through, looking for anything that would be appropriate for training. She quickly found a pair of gray pants and black tunic that she pulled out. Placing them on the dresser she turned to Kylo who was now sitting on the bed looking rather comfortable as he leaned his forearms on his legs. Looking towards the doorway back to Kylo, she raised her eyebrows up.

"Aren't you going to leave?" she questioned motioning her head towards the doorway.

"Should I?" he calmly replied.

"I need to change," Falynn pressed her lips together.

"I don't see your point," Kylo threw back at her as his helmet remained facing her. "I am your husband, I don't see the issue if I am in here with you while you change."

Falynn's mind flared up at his words.

Damn his arrogance.

Falynn wasn't some free show for him to enjoy. Not to mention she didn't care for him to see his handiwork on her body. Falynn studied his helmet, for a moment and bit her bottom lip. Yes, Kylo was her husband and in most cases, there was nothing strange for a man to see his wife's body. In most circumstances it was normal for a woman to see her husband's face. Falynn walked over to Kylo and placed her hands on his helmet. Kylo's body immediately stiffened as he straightened up from his relaxed position.

"You may watch me change," Falynn spoke her voice like ice. "When you share my bed again and allow me to see your face." Her expression softened as she felt Kylo's powers shifting in the air. "I have respected your wishes, husband, now I would ask that you respect mine as well."

Chest heavily raising and lowering Kylo placed his hands over Falynn's removing them from his helmet before he stood. Kylo's frame towered over Falynn's as he lifted his hand and gently brushed a gloved hand down her cheek. Sucking her lips in Falynn's sea-green eyes widened at Kylo from his surprisingly gentle touch.

"You made your point," he said as his hands fell away from her face. "Don't take too long. We will need to talk before the day becomes busy. Which it will be."

Going over to the door Kylo pressed the keypad before silently walking out. Falynn watched after him then placed a hand on her chest settling the force that rumbled inside of her. She could almost admire her husband's patience with her, and she was surprised that he had never really burst out at her. Least not in a truly dangerous sense. She was even more surprised at how quickly he resigned himself away from her. Perhaps he just didn't want to waste any time, but still she was grateful that she didn't have to further the issue. Despite her loud awakening this morning Falynn would return the courtesy. Quickly pulling on her clothes, Falynn pulled her hair back and stepped outside of her room to meet her husband.


Tossing his wife a spear Kylo spun the one he now carried easily in his hands as he moved it around him. He had chosen an open area near his command shuttle where the two of them would be left unbothered just in case the troops had decided to wake up earlier than he assumed. Cocking her head side to side Falynn moved her own spear in fluent motions around her. Kylo studied her movements closely briefly admiring the way her body turned and moved with the spear. Falynn's movements matched with the waters that flowed from her home planet. The movements weren't aggressive and straightforward unlike his own which is why his previous training had been so brutal on her. Yesterday when she had briefly dueled with Telc most of her movements had been more on the offense then the defense. Falynn's skills were stronger when it came to counter-attacking, not going head on. The more he realized this, he was starting to understand that perhaps sending Falynn was the wisest choice. She needed to refine those skills though, and now he knew the right way to go about it.

"I want you to first explain to me," Kylo began as he began to circle her. "Why you never showed me this side of your skills? When we had trained together you had seemed clumsy, and unpracticed. But yesterday," he stopped stationing himself behind her. "Your movements seemed steady, focused. Why was it so different?"

"It was a different circumstance," Falynn explained, shrugging her shoulder. "When we trained on the Star Destroyer you had no ill will or malice towards me. Telc on the other hand did, so I didn't hold back."

"Well I don't want you to hold back today," Kylo ordered, placing the tip of his spear on Falynn's shoulder. "You won't improve if you keep holding yourself back. Especially if you want to go into the Resistance base."

Falynn whipped her body around, knocking Kylo's staff off eyes widening. "You have decided?" Her sea-colored eyes lit up as she smiled. "You are allowing me to go on the mission?"

Kylo cleared his throat, a bit taken aback by his wife's excitement and was grateful he was wearing his helmet as he replied coolly, "we shall see." Shifting his feet onto the dirt below him Kylo bent forward swinging his staff around him. "I am going to come at you with several attacks," he explained. "I want you to deflect as many of my attacks as you can. Right now think of me as your enemy."

Something flashed across Falynn's face before Kylo began to swing his spear towards her. Falynn quickly deflected it, twisting her staff up and swinging her weapon towards Kylo's neck. Kylo quickly grabbed her spear and jerked her staff down, then turned his back as he spun the weapon sideways. Falynn ducked her head then lifted her staff to deflect another hit Kylo aimed towards her face.

"Your strength is in your deflects," Kylo elaborated as he jabbed the spear towards her. Flaynn swept her spear up, knocking him away. "When you use your style for more defense it becomes sloppy because the two don't sync together."

Kylo swung his spear around Falynn trapping between him and the spear as he leaned down in her ear. "The reason why your training with me before seemed so rough was because you couldn't decide what you were trying to accomplish. You need to focus on using your weapon as a way of offense. Deflecting and avoiding the enemies attacks where it makes it impossible for them to touch you."

"Then," Falynn lifted the end of her staff into Kylo's stunning him enough where she could duck beneath it, and spin around to face him. "How am I going to kill my enemy if all I am doing is avoiding being attacked."

"That depends on how you strategize," Kylo stated pointing his spear at her. "All it takes is one hit, Falynn, for you to end someone's life." Holding onto the spear as if it were his lightsaber Kylo began to move the spear in swift slashes in the air towards her. "And until you can get that one hit, you must deflect."

Falynn's brows lifted as Kylo's spear came towards her speedily. Ducking Falynn spun her spear over her back, knocking it into Kylo's legs. Kylo quickly rebalanced himself before twirling the spear in his hands bringing it down towards his wife who spun her own weapon knocking him away from her. The two of their bodies moved around Kylo's shuttle they had gradually gotten closer to in each step. It was like the two of them were a windmill caught in a wild wind as their spears spun and knocked against one another. Kylo was the storm and the lighting as Falynn was the steady waves deflecting each of his movements, or moving her body around them. A groove in the dirt caused Falynn to lose her footing and Kylo used the opportunity to slam his spear into her chest and up against the shuttle's frame. Falynn gasped as her head lashed back. Sweat was dripping down from her temples down her cheeks and her nose, but she was smiling. A confident grin on her face, as her sea-colored eyes sparked widely. Kylo held back a snicker. She was enjoying this. It was clear this technique was much more natural for his sly wife. Kylo leaned in closer to his wife who laughed as she shifted her arms, and had her own staff locked behind Kylo's back. Arching an eyebrow Kylo turned his head slightly to see that the two of them had somehow trapped each other.

"You are enjoying this too much," he muttered.

"I think it is a good tactic," she grinned tilting her head in an innocent way. "You seem rather stunned. Think of the wonders that will work on the enemy."

"Do not do this with the enemy!" Kylo barked, causing Falynn to only laugh more.

"I shall only trap the enemy if they think I am so easily tricked. Now shall you drop your weapon down first or shall I?" leaned her head back calmly.

Kylo eyed his wife for a second who was still grinning up at him. Instead of dropping his weapon Kylo moved his spear around Falynn's back and jerked her closer to him. Falynn tilted her head again while batting her eyelashes a few times at him. Inside of his helmet, Kylo rolled his eyes. But as he did he leaned down close to his wife where he could see a slight reflection of himself in her eyes.

"I am allowing you to go on the mission."

Falynn looked stunned for a moment before her face lit up as she lowered her weapon.

"Thank you," she breathed out.

Kylo smirked as he moved the spear up to her neck before leaning down to her ear and whispered. "It only takes one move, Falynn."