Sunday morning, they drove home. Star and Warren dozed in the backseat and Rey and Ben were both very quiet. Rey could feel the unspoken words hanging in the air between them. When they got home, it was truth time.

Pulling into the drive way Rey frowned. A limo was pulled up outside their house and a woman and a man were standing outside of it. A very prim looking woman with a sombre face and a man in a wheelchair….oh god…this had to be Ben's real family…they had come for him.

Rey looked at Ben, he was too busy concentrating on parking the car to notice the newcomers.

Rey held her breath, unsure what to say. She excited the car and so did Ben. He grabbed a couple of bags from the boot and turned around. Rey froze. Ben was now face to face with the visitors.

'Hey Phasma, Hey Father. Hold on, I just gotta take these things into the house.'

Phasma and Snoke stood with their mouths wide open as they watched Ben bound into the house with the luggage.

Rey couldn't move her legs. Her world was crumbling around her and there was nothing she could do.

After a few minutes, Ben re-emerged from the house.

'I remember.' He said simply.

A knock on the car window drew Rey's attention. Warren was pounding on the glass. Rey moved to the door and helped the children out of the car. She tried to get them to go into the house but Warren demanded to know what was going on and Star eyed the strangers with a fearful expression.

Ben came towards Rey. His face was dark. She placed herself in front of the children.

'You lied to me. You're….you're that surly wannabe mechanic. And I...oh my god. I threw you off the boat. I did do that. I'm an asshole for that, but you, you're an even bigger asshole. You made me believe…,' His eyes settled on Star and Warren peeping out from behind Rey's legs, 'Rey, how could you make me believe…'

Rey wished the ground would swallow her up. There was no reasonable explanation. Nothing she could say. She was an asshole.

'I'm sorry,' She whispered, her voice breaking, 'I never wanted…'

'You never wanted what?' Ben said in a low voice, 'You never wanted me? Was this all just some big cruel joke to you?'

'No! No Ben! Ben listen to me! I…'

'Save it. You're not who I thought you were.'

Ben turned to Phasma and Snoke who were yet to say a word, 'I'll get my things.' He said before disappearing into the house.

Rey turned to look at the man and the woman. The tall, leggy, blonde crossed her arms over her chest and regarded Rey,

'Woah, I've always considered myself a bit of a ballbuster but you might be my new hero, girlie. Making him believe he's your husband and with two kids thrown into the deal for good measure! That's cold!'

One look from the old man silenced the cool blonde. The old man glanced at Rey. She suppressed the urge to recoil under his gaze.

'You will hear from our attorneys.' He said simply.

Ben reappeared in the doorway,

'Nothing inside is mine.' He said walking past Rey without looking at her.

'Please…' Rey called out as Ben walked away, but he ignored her.

He walked towards his family and without another word, they bundled him into their limousine and he disappeared from sight. The only thing that kept Rey's legs from crumbling beneath her, were the two small pairs of hands tightly clutching onto either thigh.

'I don't want to leave just yet.' Ben said as they boarded the yacht. His yacht. He remembered everything now. As soon as he saw Phasma and his father the memories had just clicked into place like jigsaw puzzle pieces and at first, he had been elated, then he had realised with a sickening lurch, that everything with Rey had been a lie. Rey. His darling Rey. She had lied to him. They were never married. They had never so much as kissed. She was nothing but an employee, a temporary employee at that. How dare she use his like that, how dare she…but then, it didn't feel like a lie. It hadn't felt like a lie when she kissed him. It hadn't felt like a lie when she told him that she felt safe with him…

'Why not?' Phasma demanded.

How could he explain? How could he explain that he had tasted love and he was scared to leave in-case he never felt that way again? How could he explain that he was too angry to even look at Rey, but the thought of putting too much distance between them made his heart heavy. It was all such a huge, mess.

'I just need some time, Phasma.' He answered.

'Don't tell me that you've become attached to this disgusting hovel of a town?' Phasma said with distaste.

'No. I'm still Ben Solo.' Was he? He wasn't so sure…

'Good. Make sure you remember that.' Phasma shoved ahead of Ben and he sighed.

'Welcome home Sir.' Hux said.

'Thank you Hux.' Ben replied and Hux blinked rapidly at him, 'Can I get you anything Sir?' Hux enquired.

'No. I'm fine.' Ben said, 'I think I'll just go have a lie down.'

Ben headed for his room. Once he was inside, he leaned his head against the door and closed his eyes. When he eventually opened them again, they were drawn to his closet. He slid open the door and ran a hand along the rails of expensive suits. His hands quickly curled into fists when he thought of the rags Rey had offered him to wear. Where had she got them? Probably borrowed from Finn.

He felt a stab of sadness when he thought of his friend. In this world, Ben had no friends. Trust was the one thing no one traded in the business world. He would miss talking to him but not as much as he would miss…Rey. God, even thinking her name hurt.

Why had she done it? To teach him a lesson no doubt and to make back the money for her lost tools. He did feel guilty about that. He had behaved very badly towards her, but it didn't excuse her behaviour. What she had done to him! It was a crime for god's sake! He could have her arrested! But the thought of Rey in handcuffs as Star and Warren looked on with tears in their eyes, no. He couldn't do it. He wasn't that monster anymore. Ben sat down on the bed and looked at his face in the dressing table mirror.

He knew exactly who he was now…but he had never felt more lost.