Part XXVII

They returned to the base with much fanfare. Everyone anxious to welcome home the newlyweds and a great crowd had gathered to cheer for Finn and Rose as they exited the shuttle. Rey stayed behind, unloading the supplies with the rest of the hangar crew. On this base she was not a commander of Knights, she was not an Empress, she was a volunteer, just like the rest, and she refused to think of herself as more.

Her legs were starting to fatigue but she didn't want to use the Force to help lift the heavy crates, needing to feel some discomfort, a penalty for leaving her true life behind, and as sweat dripped from her brow Poe came sauntering up to her. "Rey, can I have a moment?"

Smiling at the rest of her crew, she wiped her dirty and chafed hands on her pants before following Poe. Now calling to the Force, she slipped into his mind for just a moment and made sure that her saber was securely strapped to her back.

Walking down the halls of the base, a place that she once felt just the beginnings of belonging and had hoped to one day call home, now felt like a punishment. A sentence that she freely entered and was serving despite herself.

Finally, in Leia's old quarters, Poe poured them each a drink, handing the cut crystal glass to Rey. "We are celebrating," he smiled and clicked his glass to hers.

"What's the occasion?" She asked dumbly, but fully knowing his mind.

Downing the liquid in one go, Poe poured himself another. "The medical supply raid," he announced. "Not only did we get enough supplies to last us half a year but we were also able to off load the ship for a few thousand credits." He emptied his glass. "You have proven yourself very useful outside of the hanger bay."

"So the mission went off without a hitch?" Rey looked down at the amber liquid, swilling it in the glass.

Poe laughed with a bit of darkness in his eyes, "It went perfectly."

"No one was injured? The crew surrendered quickly and without issue?"

"They surrendered like the cowards they are and one of them may have been caught in the cross fire."

Rey sighed, setting down her untouched drink and pinching at the bridges of her nose, a very Ben action if she were to think about it. "I told you they were civilian pilots…what went wrong?"

Already three drinks in Poe became defensive, "They were the instigators. I had no choice!"

"Liar!" Rey yelled back and she advanced on him. Watching Poe shrink back with some fear gave her a jolt of pleasure. "You forget General, that I can see your mind."

His posture straightened some. "Stay out of my head, Rey," he seethed.

"You shot an unarmed man," her gaze was narrowed as she pointed an accusatory finger into his face.

Poe's cockiness came back in full force, as he sidestepped and paced back over to his decanter. "Fishing around in my head…using your powers against your friends…" He scoffed, "You are no better than him."

Rey bit her tongue, wanting to say that Ben was ten times the man Poe could ever be, but she resolved herself. "You lie to me, to your people…and to yourself." She stepped closer to him again, "You are going down a path that I may not be able to follow. I see your heart and it is so filled with resentment, desire for retaliation, and darkness that I'm surprised you even recognize yourself anymore."

"You know nothing," Poe said again through gritted teeth before taking another sip of his drink.

"I know that you were born into this," she started. "Your parents fought for the Rebels and now you fright for the Resistance. You don't know any other way to be. You feel if you give up now, your whole life, your parent's lives, would have been a waste."

"I told you to stay out of my head!" He took a few steps towards her, pointing his index finger at her while his other stayed wrapped around his drink.

She disregarded him, "The real waste here is if you do not capitalize on the momentum of what the New Order is doing. Meet with them, talk terms, stop the fighting and the death before it consumes you," she pleaded.

He sneered at her, "You want me to meet with that monster? Come to terms with Kylo Ren? You have no idea what we have in store for that false Emperor."

Rey exhaled exhaustedly, "Sadly Poe, I do know what you are thinking and it won't work. The Force is with him and if it was not the will of the Force, then he would not be in his position of power." She had skimmed over the visions of the Resistance's next assassination attack in Poe's ravenous desires.

"And what has the Force willed for you?" He narrowed his gaze at the small woman before him, her shoulders slumped in and he found her quite pretty when she was so demure.

Sucking in a breath not only at Poe's thoughts of her being a weak and subservient creature, but also the thought of a few other ways he could find her useful. Rey squared her posture, looking upon him as she had Cale back on Naboo. "I will not kill him. I have not drawn blood for this cause since Crait and I refused to start with Ben Solo."

"So he's Ben Solo now…" Poe's tone was mocking.

She stood up even straighter, "I think what the New Order is doing under his guidance…the worlds they are helping, the people they are saving, I think he deserves the name of a man and not a monster."

"How quickly you forget what he has done to us!"

She could never forget, but she needed Poe to understand. "I want you to survive this conflict Poe," her voice was raised again but pleading, needing to drive home the truth in her words.

Poe snorted a laugh into his glass, "I will survive this. I am a General. I have people who respect me and follow me. I'm not just some pretty piece of desert trash to be thrown away…one of a dying breed like you." He took a sip, enjoying the pain on her face. "I will go down in history and you will still be nothing. A nobody from nowhere who never did anything worth a mention."

Her heart cinched and she caught just glimpses of one of Poe's memories as Leia told him about Rey's upbringing. At that time Poe had felt compassion for the young Jedi, thinking back to his many nights with his mother and father as they helped guide him thought adolescence. Then there was Leia, who brought him into manhood, and gave him a purpose, a position. But Rey had nothing and even though he was confused and almost frightened of the Force, that is where Poe planned to keep her, as a nobody who was too self doubting to do anything of substance, too scared to rise up against him.

Though a haze of whiskey he looked down her body, thinking about one thing she would be good at and he wondered if her cunt was as tight as the rest of her toned body.

Rey snapped, slapping Poe across the face, the tears that were begging to spill now dried up quicker than a random storm over the Jakku wastelands. She thought of the nerve of him, insulting her in a way he knew would hurt her, in a way she had spent the last year trying to overcome with the help and love of Ben. But mostly she was sickened by the idea of Poe knowing her intimately. She was more than her anatomy and one day soon she would watch his shocked face with joy when she was presented as Empress of all.

Poe just sneered at her again, but his thoughts were clear through the Force. He was starting to doubt her again, question her loyalty. "You did well with the intel on the medical freighter but you are still under my command and will do as you are told."

"I answer only to myself and the Force," she replied without hesitation, holding her head high.

"Then perhaps there is not a place for you here anymore," he gave her the same authoritative stare that she was looking down upon him with.

Rey didn't know he could hurt her further but those words stung. She knew them to be true for some time, said just in doubtful whispers between herself and Ben. But to hear Poe, someone who had been in awe of her back on the Falcon as they raced away from Crait, say that she no longer belonged with the people she considered family, twisted the knife that was already stabbed in her heart.

So she sighed and relaxed her posture once more and looked at his feet, "I still have work to do here Poe and if that means telling you when you are being a complete ass, then so be it." Moving her eyes up to his, she became serious. "But look around you. Talk to others who go out on missions. Go to some of Rim worlds yourself and see that we are fighting a war that we can't win, but also a war there is no reason to continue to fight."

Perhaps it was the whiskey or Rey sending out relaxing feelings through the Force, but Poe seemed to slack as well. "I can't have you being a liability to our cause Rey."

"I won't turn your people against you, but I hope that you also won't lead them to ruin because I will not be around to dig you back out." She walked up to Poe, placing her hand on his shoulder, "The Force still has a purpose for you, Poe Dameron. Don't disappoint it with foolish pride."

She gave him a tight-lipped ghost of a smile and nodded her head before she left his quarters, her abandoned glass of whiskey still sitting on the table where she left it. Not only did she refused to drink to the unwarranted injury of Cale but also she would not dull her senses around Poe. She could see in his mind that he was placated for the moment, but she would have to keep at him, bringing to his attention and the attention of his command the short comings of their continued resistance to the New Order.

A few days later when the bond had opened and Rey told Ben about her confrontation with Poe, Ben had been enraged, ready to gather his Knights and arrest Poe on the spot. Rey had been able to calm him down but it had taken a lot of reassurance that she was indeed still safe on Dantooine.

True to Finn's prediction, over the next few weeks shuttles filled with families started to arrive on the base. Some of the parents threw together a school of sorts and while a nursery was not set up next to the chow hall, the base soon became overrun by children and expecting mothers.

Often times Rey had a small following as she went out into her field to practice forms. The children had only heard the legends of Luke Skywalker and the Jedi Order, and the only other lightsaber they had ever seen was Kylo Ren's on the holonet.

While none of the children had abilities within the Force, she still enjoyed teaching them about balance. That it was normal to feel joy and anger, but to not let one overtake the other. She taught them a little about history as Ben had left her some books from his library on the time before the Empire.

He agreed that a military base was not a proper place for a child, but Ben loved hearing Rey talk about the kids. In their bonds, she would beg him to teach her more about different worlds so that she could, in turn, tell her students about it the next day.

Rey was also satisfied that Poe had taken some of her speech to heart, talking to others about their experiences on different planets. Some of their people were even leaving to return to their homes, their worlds now stable enough to really make a go at it.

But it was also discouraging to see more representatives from the New Republic who were pushed out of their home worlds due to their lack of compassing for their own people. After the Senate fell, and the Senators returned to their homes, their people wanted answers. Why was not more done during the thirty-year run of the New Republic? Why was the New Order doing more for their worlds than the Senate ever did?

So the Senators were forced from their homes and there was not many worlds left that were symphonic to the Republic. The most unfortunate part of it all, was that Poe took his counsel from these jaded and displaced people. Rey felt as if she was taking one step forward before being pushed two steps back. The only blessing was that Poe had no other thoughts or plans for another assassination attempt.

Rey fed Poe more intel on food transports that Ben would send unescorted into their sector or a random shipment of books and clothing for the children would end up abandoned in their orbit.

One night about two weeks after the wedding, Rey and Ben were laying in bed together, meaning that his couch was pushed to where her cot was and he was sandwiched between her and the wall of her quarters. They had just finished a heated round of love making when a knock at her door gave Rey just enough time to wrap her sheet around her naked body before Rose came bursting into the room.

"You are not going to believe this," Rose said in a tizzy as she motioned with her hand for Rey to move over while waving a datapad in the other hand.

With large eyes, Rey looked behind her, a completely naked Ben also shifted on the cot to where she was now settled between his legs, her bare back to his chest. "What is it Rose?" Rey's voice was uneven.

Rose took in Rey's state, nude apart from a worn sheet and her hair looked a mess. "Is someone in here with you?" Her gaze wandered to the fresher, thinking perhaps Rey had a man stashed in there.

"Nope," Rey shivered as Ben kissed at her shoulder. "Just me."

Remembering the time when Finn had completely eaten his own foot concerning Rey's alone time, Rose just shrugged. Since discovering the joys of sex and orgasms with Finn, she couldn't fault Rey for wanting a little self satisfaction. "This just came over the holonet." She started to pick at the touch screen. "Not any of the big channels, but photos don't lie."

"What is it, Rose?" Rey was getting impatient as Ben ran his hands under the sheet and grazed the skin just under her bust.

Finally finding the screen she was looking for, Rose pulled up the article and turned the datapad around. "Kylo Ren is courting…"

Rey wanted to faint and Ben stiffened behind her, being able to see what Rey was through the bond. His large hands had stopped just as he wrapped them around her rib cage and Rey looked at the photo and head line.

Has Ren Found Himself an Empress?

The picture looked like it was taken from far off but it was from their trip to Naboo. Thankfully she was in her cloak and the hood concealed her identity, but the camera had caught the moment that Ben had looked down at her. And so there for the entire galaxy to see was the Emperor, hand in hand with a mystery woman and he was looking at her like she was the dawning sun.

"It says here that they were spotted on Naboo while Finn and I were on our honeymoon."

Rey swallowed the large lump in her throat. "Maybe it's the Queen," Rey reached out reading the caption where it said that the Emperor had visited the palace.

Rose pulled the datapad back into her lap, reading, "Sources inside the palace say that the Emperor brought his consort to meet his cousin, Queen Pendrahan of Naboo, where the three dined behind guarded doors."

Ben was now holding her tighter, rubbing his large hands along her skin and whispering into her hair that everything would be alright, yet inside he was seething. He knew of the photos and his media sources had shut them down but some smaller publication must have picked them up.

"Did you see that why he looks at her?" Rose practically gushed. "It's like Owen Jequin…" She flopped back on the cot, unknowing that she was mere inches from Ben's naked thigh. "He loves her," Rose surmised and pushed the datapad back at Rey.

With snaking hands, Rey took the screen and looked at the photo. She had not seen that look that day, having to walk with her head down, but there were plenty of times when she caught him staring at her like this and it always warmed her. "I dare say he does."

Rose sighed again, "Who thought the tyrant had it in him?"

"I knew," Rey said quietly and looked over at her friend when she heard Rose gasp. "When I went to him on the Supremacy I saw his heart. I knew one day he would turn towards the light…" Rey had tears in her eyes as she looked down at the photo and then she turned back to her friend, "Rose…I…"

"Rey, what are you doing?" Ben's voice was right by her ear, blowing her hair with his breath.

"What is it, sweetie?" Rose reached out and wiped a tear from Rey's cheek.

She desperately wanted to tell her friend it was her in the photos, that it was Rey that Kylo Ren loved, but she felt Ben's fear through the bond and decided against it. So she settled for half the truth, "This is what I have been trying to tell you all. I saw him turn in the Force. I knew when it was time that he would accept the Light. The man in this picture," she held up the screen, "that is Ben, Leia and Han's son."

Rose's expression was stuck between sympathy and apprehension. "I am not blind to the progress that the New Order has been making. They have shut down the trooper facilities and started to rebuild my home world of Hays Minor. But I can not forgive Kylo Ren for the death of my sister."

Rey pinched her eyes shut for just a moment, "Dear Rose, Kylo Ren is not to blame for Paige's death."

"What do you mean?" Rose sat forward again, her feet barely touching the floor as they dangled off the cot.

Being privy to Poe's mind meant having access to all of his thoughts, including his dark places where he holds his regret. "Poe disobeyed a direct order form Leia on that bombing run. He was responsible for that fleet and he only saw the glory of taking out a Dreadnought and not the consequences of the rash command."

There were tears in Rose's eyes, "But Ren and the First Order…"

"Snoke and Hux were in command of the First Order. Ben was just as much a manipulated solider as Finn was. It was only after Snoke was destroyed and Hux was brought to heel that Ben was able to start making changes." Rey felt Ben's forehead resting on her shoulder as he observed the entire interaction through their bond. "He has a lot more of his mother in him than anyone gives him credit for."

"Be kind," he whispered against her neck, causing her to shiver.

Rose was silent for a long time, Rey could feel her processing everything and fighting within herself to come to terms with this new information. "Finn is so angry…" she spoke in a low tone.

"Has he requested his file from the Trooper Information Act?"

Rose shook her head, "He is still marked as a deserter."

"FN 2187 is from Mimban," Ben started to recite. "He has two living siblings, one on Brentaal IV and the other on Hok. His mother surrendered him into the trooper program at age four after his father died and she could no longer support her children. He was born Balfur Fel in 11 ABY." He had memorized Finn's file just incase Rey ever had questions. "I'll unflag his code incase he ever wants to make an official inquiry."

Tears were falling from Rey's eyes. Finn had a family…he had a name, a history. Even with the two most powerful users within the Cosmic Force, Rey was no closer to knowing who she was than the days she spent surviving on Jakku. "Maybe one day when this is all over and the Resistance has been pardoned, he can find out where he comes from."

"I think that would help him start to heal," Rose remarked, wondering why her friend was crying.

Rey resolved herself to pull Finn aside some time soon and tell him of his past. Give him the choice of what to do with the information and make up some lie about stealing it from a datapad on one of her many off-world missions.

"Rose," Rey offered. When she gained her friends attention, Rey reached out and held both of her hands. "Promise me that we will always be friends. No matter where we end up in this galaxy…if you are an inn keeper and I am an old hermit raving about the Force…" both girls giggled at this and even Ben snorted into the hair at the back of her neck. "Promise me that we will always love one another."

Now it was Rose's turn to tear up, "Of course silly. Nothing you could do would make me stop loving you as a sister. Although I hope that you will not be too far since Finn and I won't know what to do with ourselves without you."

Shortly after that Rose left with her datapad in hand and Rey heaved a sigh. "What are we going to do about the photo?" She asked of Ben.

"Nothing…" was his simple answer. "No one saw your face. Irris will rid the palace of any gossip and perhaps it is time the galaxy saw the more smitten side of their Emperor."

She laid her head back on his shoulder, relaxing her back into his chest and he continued the finger tips trails along her warm skin. "Thank you," she whispered.

"For what my love?" He kissed her temple.

"For Finn."

Ben hummed in reply, his motives were a tad bit selfish, thinking that providing Rey with the information was safer than her friends coming up with a scheme to break into a remote transmission system and hack the file from the databanks.

Rey reached up and cupped his cheek a little roughly, tilting her head to the side so that she could look up at him, "I can hear you mocking me Ben…"

"Well, these are the same friends that came up with the idea to storm Starkiller with two men and a Wookie."

"As I remember it, I escaped long before they even got there and one of those schemers was your father."

"Well then that accounts for the ridiculousness of it," he smirked down at her before pressing his lips to hers.

Settling back against his chest again Rey started to think back to when she first met Kylo Ren and how far they had come. She also thought about the Deathstars that Ben spoke of from his grandfather's time and also the super weapon that Snoke built and she wanted some way to assure that nothing like that would ever be built again. Just as she was about to speak the bond flickered.

Ben bent his neck down, whispering into her ear and placing one more kiss to the side of her head before the bond cut.

For a long time, she laid in her cot, thinking about how she almost felt pushed by the Force. While she had lectured Poe on many occasions about how his choices were tempting the Force, stewing him in darkness and creating a path to misery, Rey sometimes thought that she too was straying off her path.

She knew that at the end of it all would be Ben, but staying with the Resistance, getting into fights with Poe, questioning leadership at every turn…perhaps she was also tempting the Force to shift her path. If she was to ignore her calling and obey her heart, Rey would pack her belongings this moment and set a course for Coruscant. But she was not ruled by her heart, she was ruled by the Cosmic Force the pulsed in her very bones and rooted her to destiny.

That night she dreamed of visions, both of the past and future. The green dress and the lines of stars whizzing past, her and Ben standing on the bridge of a ship with such love and hope, made her body warm as if the Force was vibrating with excitement and she nuzzled in deeper to the pillow that she had brought from their home on Coruscant.

The Force was never wrong, but the Force was also becoming impatient and in her dreaming state it showed her little bare feet on dewy green grass, nights of heavy breaths and passion, and a legacy beyond her wildest expectations.

So as instructed, on day four hundred and fifty-four Rey left on her shuttle, hooking up with the Entralla Route at Borosk and riding it down to Orinda where she was to meet up with Ben and take the Command Shuttle to their next rendezvous.

She left her supply list with the port master on Orinda and boarded the MK3, Cale was waiting for her just inside the hull door. "Good evening, Empress. Ren is on a call in your quarters. He has asked that you take us off world and set course for the Celanon Spur."

Rey nodded and handed her bag off to the guard and made her way to the bridge. Arlan was in the co-pilot's seat as Tyris and Davin were strapping themselves into the jump seats along the back wall. Instead of trying to beat her last time of forty-two seconds of getting off world, Rey decided to lift off easily as she knew that Ben would have greeted her himself if not for a very important comm.

So with her dear friend at her right, she let the data screen scan her hand and Rey readied the shuttle for flight. The two women operated the craft like a dream, working as one, Arlan knowing just when to let down the wings and retract the landing gear. Rey pushed the trusters and before long they were away in the hyperspace lane as if being pulled by blue strings of light.

"That was beautiful," came a deep voice from the back of the bridge.

Rey pulled at her harness and like always, Ben caught her slim body as she flung herself though the air at him. It had been barely over two weeks since they last saw each other but that time had been tiresome and made them both weary. But now they both felt refreshed and renewed. Ready to take on anything that the galaxy should throw at them.

Their journey was long, having to change hyperspace lanes six times before they finally came upon a primarily green planet with an orbital ring not made of ice or space dust, but rather of metal pieces that sparkled in the world's one sun.

Looking from the windscreen to Ben who stood behind her, Rey glowed. "Kuat?"

Ben smiled and nodded, having Arlan take them to the far side of the planet to the Military Space Station where they were expected. The shuttle landed without incident and Rey stood in the main hold, "Where is my cloak?"

"You won't need it here," Ben reassured her.

She bit her lip, "After Naboo…we need to be careful."

"You won't need it here," he repeated and then offered her his hand.

A sharply dressed man with tanned skin was waiting for them at the base of the ramp. Cale and Davin went down first, standing on either side as sentries. Rey and Ben followed and finally after shutting down the craft, Tryis and Arlan came down from the ship in their more relaxed black uniforms.

"Emperor Ren and Lady Ren," the man addressed, bowing at the waist. "We are honored to have you here with us at the Kuat Drive Yards."

"Thank you for making time for us Mr. Purkis," Ben reached out and shook the man's hand before they were led across the hangar and through a set of double doors.

"What are we doing here?" Rey whispered to Ben as the man walking in front of them rattled on stats and figures on the new line of hyperdrives. It wasn't that she was disinterested in the interworking of starships, she spent most of her life in every nook and cranny of Destroyers, but with their time so limited, Rey knew that Ben had an ulterior motive.

He just looked down at her and smiled, squeezing her hand. "Be patient."

They entered a dimly lit room with a wall of windows that looked out upon open space. A holotable, much like she had seen aboard the Star Destroyers, sat in the middle of the room. Ben walked her to one side of the table as Mr. Purkis went to a small screen of touch controls on the other side. With a few pecks at the set of controls, the device came to life, illuminating and then producing a hologram of the company's logo, which floated about a foot off the table.

"In your correspondence, Emperor, you said you wanted to fashion the ship after those of the Empire." When Ren nodded, Mr. Purkis continued. "As you requested, we took the old plans from the Inflictor and started to modify and modernize it."

Soon a hologram of a Star Destroyer came into view and Rey looked up at the man standing next to her, "Ben?" She questioned. "The Inflictor? What is this?"

Ben laid his hand upon hers as it rested on the edge of the table and looked down into her large concerned eyes. "Leave us," he commanded without braking his gaze.

The room emptied and Rey looked back at the hologram. "What is this?"

Now not under the gaze of one of the most prominent weapons manufacturer in the galaxy, Ben's expression became boyish. "I know that you are familiar with the Inflictor from Jakku and wanted you to feel at home in the ship…"

"But what is it?" She insisted again.

He blushed, "It's the Redemption."

Rey was taken back to their shared vision on the bridge of a mighty Star Destroyer. "The Redemption…" she repeated as if the words were always made to leave her lips.

"It will be our flagship. Stocked enough to aide any world, but fortified enough to defend against any foe. It will be a sight to behold and it is yours, Rey. It's all for you."

Her eyes went wide as she looked at the hologram again. The ship looked so small on this scale, but she had walked through the rear thrusters, she had climbed the coolant shafts and stood in the hyperdrive bay of this very model. This was going to a massive ship and wondered aloud, "Why?"

Ben sighed. "Snoke and Hux were foolish to have most of the fleet following the Raddus from D'Qar to Crait. It was a show of force, but it was misguided and turned out to be a catastrophe."

Rey realized that until this moment they had not talked about Ben's time after the Battle of Crait. She had heard from the Resistance side that Holdo had turned the ship, using the last of the fuel to push it to hyper speed and cut through the First Order fleet. So she asked Ben, "What happened….after I left you?"

Her words cut him and even though she had left him for dead, she was here now and he couldn't go back to his feeling of anger and loathing. "I awoke and Hux was there, ready to kill me at the first chance, so naturally I blamed the whole thing on you…" He smiled down at her, trying to put some humor into the most devastating betrayal of his life.

"When Holdo jumped the hyperdrive, it split the Supremacy in two. That being Snoke's ship, I had it scraped, turned into the medical freighters you asked for actually. But along with that monstrosity, the ripple of energy tore apart eight other Destroyers. A hundred thousand people died," he snapped his fingers, "just like that. I'm surprised you didn't feel it in the Force, it was almost crippling.

"So we lost three-quarters of our fleet in one go, which was actually a genius plan on Holdo's part, but deviating to our ranks."

Rey bit at her lip and squeezed his hand, "Did you feel the death of Hosnian Prime?"

He grounded himself with a deep breath, "I've felt everything. Even when I was a boy, I would know when a mission had gone bad and I was always left wondering if it was my mother or father caught in the crossfire."

Closing his eyes tightly he tried to not relive the pain of Hux's genocide so that he could spare Rey from feeling it thought the bond. When Starkiller had first been fired, Ben had fallen to his knees in a remote hall, gripping at his helmet and screaming into the muted confines. Snoke was wrong to tempt the Force like he had, and in turn the Force had sent Rey to give Ben the strength to do what he had to.

"When worlds see the iconic spearhead of the Redemption come into their system, I want them to cheer, knowing that help has arrived. I want those that oppose us to quiver in fear of her might, but mostly I want the Light of my Empress to guide her endeavors and save the galaxy from ruin."

Reaching up and running her hand along his right cheek, Rey smiled softly. "Her Imperial Majesty Admiral Rey Ren has a nice ring to it…don't you think?"

Ben would never feel as if he deserved this strong-headed, ambitious, lovely, and compassionate woman, but for only a reason the Force knows, she loves him just as fiercely and he would bend the galaxy to keep her as blissfully happy as she was each time he took her in his arms and planted his lips to hers.

AN: Since I posted on Saturday last week, I wanted to post early this morning. Your kind words are beyond measure and you guys are so freaking sweet!

On a totally different note...What do you all think about this Page 6 news that Adam has a 2 yr old son that he and his wife have been keeping secret? I think my head exploded when my Muse told me Saturday.