"Move it,"

We were roughly escorted to one of the main platforms of the destroyers, flanked left and right by Stormtroopers and cuffed. Once again, I was in the clutches of the First Order with no idea what they were going to do to me. But this time, three others were there with me in this mess. Which was worse, way worse since we had no idea where Rey was, if the Falcon was still intact and if we were losing all hope in making this mission successful.

We were placed in front of two First Order officials, both of which were generals. The older one looked grave and menacing at the same time, and the younger one to his right looked more disgusted to see us.

"Allegiant General, the scavenger is not with them." One stormtrooper informed the older General. The General then looked his eyes at me, having me freeze up in my spot as he walked over to me slowly with his hands behind his back. He looked so poised, but I was waiting for him to do something out of the blue. Once he was close enough to me, he eyed me up and down. Poe moved over slightly, having me think that Poe was afraid of the General doing something to me.

"You're the one who escaped and killed at least ten of my men," He said cooly, having me tilt my head at him in defiance. The Solo part of me was coming out then, the cocky part that had no other reason to say a snarky remark in the worst time. But I was used to this: others of authority thinking they can tell me what to do or how to live, or just angry with me.

So I curled my upper lip and planted my feet.

"It was with no real difficulty," I commented back smoothly. He tilted his head at me slightly, instantly the stormtrooper right behind me reached out and entrapped my neck from behind with his fingers, gripped it hard and having me cry out in pain and almost fall over.

Chewie roared in retaliation, Finn shifted almost like he was about to move as he saw this with anger in his eyes. But Poe was the worst: he moved over to me and was snagged by the trooper by him.

"Hey!" Poe said struggling against the stormtrooper holding him, "Get your hands off of her!" I was looking up at the older General in anger now as the hold on my neck was getting worse and his look at me as sinister. They made me lower, both physically and almost mentally. However, I was still trying to stay at the same level.

"Be gracious that Kylo Ben still wants you alive and unharmed…and as I'm very tempted to make you suffer for the loss you brought to my men…I won't," he said to him in a harsher tone, looking up at the stormtroopers behind me and the others.

"This one is to remain alive," he explained, "But the others, taken them away. Terminate them," he was about to walk away when he looked at me one more time as the stormtrooper who was holding my neck yanked me back up to a standing position, "In fact, let this one watch. Let her see what we will ultimately do the rest of the Resistance."

I hastily looked over at Poe and Finn, seeing them look at each other in fear and then back at me. The color was draining from all of our faces since it felt like the last pieces and parts of our hope we're slipping away. Not only were we going to die away from the people we knew and I loved.

I was going to watch their death first hand.

They were placed in one of the TIE fighter hangers, I was placed to the side, three stormtroopers were holing guns, standing right behind Chewie, Poe, and Finn who were in a line and facing away from them. I could all three of them, looking dead ahead and having me see out of the corner of my eye the younger general looking a big smug from where he was.

I wanted to cry, feeling as though I was living in a nightmare that I wouldn't be able to wake up from. This was worse, and there was nothing for me to do for me to save them. I was shacked just like they were, and I knew that whatever I was about to go through was worse in comparison to them. Hell, at this point, I wish I could have been with them and executed next to them.

Anything better than this.

Poe looked over at me, being in the middle of Finn and Chewie as he gave me a knowing look. My heart was breaking seeing him there and on the verge of being murdered. He let out a shaky look now as he nodded his head at me once.

"Close your eyes, Neyli," Poe said to me almost in a pleading tone as the guns were warming up. I shook my head at him since it would feel wrong for me to just be helpless then.

"Actually, I'd like to do this myself," The young r general said next to the three stormtroopers. I cringed, hearing how his voice was cool and yet vengeful at the same time as if he was enjoying this far too much. Maybe he was, and this was the highlight of his career. I looked over at him, seeing him grab one of the bolsters there while I could hear Poe and Finn taking to each other.

"What were you going to tell Rey before?"

"You still on that?"

"Oh, I'm sorry. Is this a bad time?"

They were arguing, of all the times they had to do this, they chose to do this now. But while they were doing that, I focused my gaze at the General, seeing him shift and raise the blast right at the three of them, ready to shoot. I had no chance to stop this, and I was watching this all unfold.

Until The General shot the three stormtroopers in the back and that collapsed.

The stormtrooper behind me looked confused, having me duck my head to the side as a blast was close enough to get me but got the soldier instead. Finn, Poe, and Chewie ducked from the noise, thinking that they got hurt, but when they turned and looked at the General, I too was shocked.

"I'm the spy."

"WHAT?!" Poe exclaimed with a grin on his face.

"Wait…you?!" Finn asked in shock.

"We don't have much time," The general explained to us, though we were frozen from what just happened. I even pointed at him now with my tongue all tied up from not being able to say anything.

"I knew it!" Poe said in glee now as he pointed at him. The general walked over to me as Finn gave Poe and confused look.

"No, you did not." He commented. The general got my cuffs free, having me stare at him now with shock and almost fear since a second ago I thought he was going to kill my two friends and my fiancé.

"Thanks?" I asked, seeing him look at me now.

"Finish the mission: that's plenty enough for me," He replied, walking over to get the others free now as I walked to Poe. As soon as he was free, I hugged him tightly and sighed in relief.

"Let's get the hell out of here," Poe said to me in reassurance, having me nod in agreement as I hugged Finn and Chewie too.

"We need to hurry, they'll be figuring it out soon. Follow me," The General said to us as we were running after him, "The ship is this way in one of our main hangers."

"Let's go," Finn said in agreement. Poe laced our fingers together and we were running down the hallway, following the general. We were trusting him to take us in the right direction. This was all confusing now, and I was more worried about Rey and where she was.

"We need to find Rey," I reminded the others, "She could be in trouble."

"We'll find her when we get on the Falcon," Finn said in confidence. Knowing Rey, she was capable of finding us on her own. She had to be, I had to believe she was.

We were running over to the hangers, seeing a familiar and yet unsure site. C-3PO, BB-8 and one more dried coming our way down the hallway. C-3PO had all of our weapons within his mechanical arms, almost looking frantic if he could look like it on his face. BB-8 chirped in excitement and the third droid, a smaller one with one wheel and almost seemed perky, spoke up.

"Friend ahead."

"Oh yes, there they are!" 3PO said in a frenzy.

"BB-8 come on!" Poe said to his droid when the general opening the walkway out into the hanger with a few buttons on the console.

"I shut down the computers, you've got seconds!" He explained, both Chewie and I ran through and got into the walkway above the floor of the hanger. I grinned, seeing the Falcon there, parked and alone on the floor. Following Chewie, we got down to the main level and bolted over to the vessel, the ramp was down and ran inside. It was familiar, it was safe, and I was glad it was in once piece.

I got into the cockpit, head my headgear in and tapping the buttons and knobs to get our ship warming up. I heard feet fight behind me having me look over briefly to see Poe in the other seat with his headgear in.

"Let's get this ship in the air and find Rey," Poe said, mostly to himself now as I was getting some more the modifications ready.

"I'm already on it," I explained, placing my hand there on one of the panels and pausing. I could still hear the humming of the ship getting louder, and an odd sensation of something going on not too far away. Two Force senses were interacting with each other, almost like they were clashing to find dominance. I looked dead ahead in horror.

"Rey…Rey's with Ben," I said in fear, Poe looked at me in concern.

"How do you know?" Poe asked me, having me look at him in worry.

"I can feel it…I can feel them both… something's wrong," I answered, seeing him then reach over to place his hand on opt of my own that was waiting at the panel. It was a soothing touch, the grime, and some blood was stained there from our recent encounter, and my hand was covered in blood and grease.

Our fingers were laced gently this time, there was no adrenaline or force behind it. This time it felt like a moment in time that was frozen, even with the ship ready to take off and our taste of freedom from this place was far too close to waste.

"Let's get Rey," He said to me in confidence, having me pause. Should I tell him then, how my feelings towards my brother were different from before? Was her under the assumption that I got hurt from Ben or the others. What was he going to think if I told him? I should tell him, but then again where we were in the current moment, it was not now.

Not yet.

"You're right," I said, shaking off the feeling as I tapped a few more things on the console and then felt the ship roar to life. I got the ship to lift and rotate in the hanger, facing out into the opening of the sky. I cracked my neck, getting my hands on the handle and fixing myself in m current mood of being a pilot.

Once we were out of the hanger and in the air, we were levitating there for a moment or two now trying to find a way we can get to Rey and make sure that she was safe and sound. I felt as though I needed to help, way more than just flying the ship.

"We can get her on the ship without getting in the hanger," I explained to Poe, taping a few more things on the console and we were frozen there in the air and I thought about it some more, "She'll need some backup."

"That we can do," Poe said to me with his pilot voice back on and running. I grinned, taping one more thing on the console as I got up and placed the headgear on the seat, "Wait, where are you going?"

"I'm the backup," I replied, and before I could hear him say anything else, I walked out of the cockpit and through the ship with a pep in my step. The droids were all huddled in the chess room, having em feel Poe moving the ship slowly. The bundle of weapons that C-3PO brought with him. It was in a pile there on the chess table counter, having me reach out with my dominant hand and summon my saber from among the pile. The saber flew it and into my hand within a second, having me smirk now as I pressed on. Finally, I made it over to the ramp, seeing Finn place on an oxygen mask over his face and the pack on his hip.

I grabbed the second one, getting it ready over my mouth now and turning on the oxygen as Fin pointed to me, "You're coming with me."

"Of course I am," I replied, "Rey's my friend too." Finn grinned at me from behind his mask, having me walk over to place my hand on his shoulder, "Just so you know, whatever you're feeling….I can feel it too."

He gave me an unknowing look, but deep down I knew he knew what I meant. It was clear with the undertone, and he could sense it too. We both agreed to leave it at that, and once we felt the falcon move into the right spot where we would get Rey, I placed my hand right on the control that would lower the ramp.

"Finn, Neyli, move fast!" Poe called to us from the cockpit. I slammed my hand on the button, the ramp lowering slowly and we got a burst of air coming through. I held one hand on the beam as Finn walked down a bit, both of our masks on and in use as we saw the Destroyer right in front of us and the hanger with Ochi's ship. Stormtroopers were being launched back by the thrusters Poe used by the Falcon, but two people stayed intact.

Rey and Ben.

Rey was standing right at the edge of the hanger, Ben was closer inside and crouched down to stay still from the power of the thrusters. His dark cloak whipping in the wind, his face solely on Rey now as Rey looked over at us.

"Rey! Come on!" Finn called out to her, waving his arm at her now as I stood still, watching my brother. I knew there had to be another time for both of us to connect and try to reason, but right now I was focused on Rey and finishing our mission. Rey looked back at Ben, both of them staring each other down now as I gripped my saber. Rey turned and rang over to us, Ben then looking right at me now as I lit my saber to show where I stood.

Ben saw it, and I saw him stare directly at me now while Rey jumped miraculously onto our ramp from the space between. Finn grabbed her arm, helping her on her feet as the ramp was slowly coming up to bring us back into the ship. I sighed in relief, not seeing my brother anymore, and yet the last thing I saw on his face was determination. Maybe it was Rey, or maybe it was me. But the tension between us was now thicker than ever and almost foreboding.

Finn and Rey walked up the ramp while I stood there, in the darkness and still clutching the ramp beam and taking in a shaky breath. All that happened on that Destroyer, being a captive because of my brother to lower the others in, almost seeing Poe and the others executed in front of my own eyes, and now Ben looking at me as his heart seemed to be breaking, it was too much.

I closed my eyes, trying to control my breath now as I tried to level my head. I needed rest, and yet there was no time to rest. My head was still hurting from the wound, my body was aching and yet running on a darn aline high simultaneously, and my brother was close yet so far.

Neyli….you don't understand.

I cringed with my eyes closed, opening my eyes and finding myself in Ben's quarters once more, back on the destroyer. He was standing there, looking right at me on shaky ground with fatigue and pain. I watched him, knowing that he connected with me to talk. I don't know what I wanted to talk about with him, and yet I was beyond tired to do something like this.

"I think I do, Ben. Kidnapping me and using me as bait…even for you that's a bit low." I said to him in a murmur now, watching him eye me and how he too looked flushed from all that happened.

"I needed Rey, to tell her the truth." He started to explain, but I shook my head.

"You almost killed her, almost got all of us killed." I retorted back to him, my voice sounding harsher now since it felt like he was making no sense of this as to why Rey was so important.

"She knows the truth now," Ben responded.

"What truth are you talking about?" I questioned, seeing him shake his head at me.

"I can't tell you," He answered, in which I was getting angrier now with him.

"And where do I stand with you and your plans? A pawn? You were never one with me," I explained, pointing to him now and I tried to walk, almost faltering a bit since the energy that I thought I had left was drawing me faster. I stumbled slightly, almost tripping over myself but staying on my feet.

When I did this, however, Ben moved with his arms out as if to catch me. He looked concerned from seeing me like this, having me still keep my distance from him. I eyed him, seeing him look at me with a hint of worry etched on his face.

"Don't…" I waned, waving him off now as I tried to breathe out through my nose. It was like I hurt him with my words, almost like I punched him in the gut now as he found his voice after a few moments.

"I never wanted you involved with this," He explained, my hands resting on my knees to gather some more strength now as I eyed him, "This whole plan…you were never meant to be involved. He wanted me to…"

I slowly rose, looking at him dead on in the eyes and my stance was rigid once more. I breathed out slowly and I gave him a determined and yet angry look.

"Who?" I asked slowly, almost like I caught him in a trap. He said nothing know, having me more irritated now. He said nothing, thinking to himself now in his head as he looked at me with fear on his face. Whatever he told Rey, whoever this person was that wanted me in the middle of this whole ordeal, it was wanting to burst out of him and be free. But he was still holding it in.

"Ben," I pleaded, almost in a wheeze, since it felt like I was going to pass out cold "Tell me…please,"

It was a moment of silence, having me see more conflict and pain on his face. It was hard for me since I was both angry with him and yet wanting to take away any pain that was making him this way. I could feel the conflict, the uneasiness and the loss of control within him, but all he could do as give me one look that I felt like I haven't seen in years. Not since we were younger and training to be Jedis together.

It was a secret kind of look.

"I'm sorry,"

I snapped back to the reality of being in the Millennium Falcon, having me fall to the floor and almost keel over with no more energy left in me. I was wiping me out, and being connected to Ben was the last bit of energy I had left. I felt myself slowly slipping, having me hear someone walking over to the opening of the ramp where I was.

"Hey, Neyli…" It was Poe, and I looked up at him on my hands and knees with a glisten over my eyes. His eyes went wide in fear and panic, rushing over to get on his knees next to me and wrap his arms around my shoulder to keep me up, "What the Hell. Hey, you alright? Here, I got ya, I got ya."

"I…I can't…." I tried to say, but my voice was so soft and my head was reeling. Poe rubbed my arms, saying nothing for a moment before he found his voice.

"You need to lay down and rest, come on," He said to me as he helped hoist me up to stand up on my feet. I arm went over his shoulder and he held my hand there, his other arm was around my waist to keep me upright as we walked slowly.

"Who's flying?" I asked in a hoarse tone, resting my head on his shoulder.

"Chewie is," Poe explained as he was guiding me to my dad's old sleeping quarters, "Finn and Rey are trying to fix the landing gear."

"It's broken…" I trailed off.

"Don't ask," He replied in a grumble, having me stop the both of us and stare at him dead in the eye.

'What about you?" I asked softly, seeing him give me a small smile and scoot a bit closer to me now as we were standing there in the chess room.

"I don't know about you, but I'm gonna take care of you since you look terrible," He explained, having me roll my eyes at him.

"Thanks," I said, seeing him chuckle as he then got serious one more time.

"You went through a lot, too much for me to deal with. Besides, we have a lot to catch up on," He said, having me nod my head and we both walked on. I felt like it was time for us to be clean with all that was happening and what I just went through with Ben. I never wanted to keep something from Poe, not since the beginning since we've been honest with everything. This can't be different, though it was bigger than any of us imagined.

He had to know the truth.