"They're not listening to anything I have to say. I thought if I came back they would, but it's just the same. Destroying the First Order is their top priority, especially you."

She was sitting on a bench across from Ben, alone in one of the grand white halls of their station. No one really came this way. There was nothing but storage and scraps. Some place a scavenger would like to hide.

"And I hate my role in all this."

He got up, walking over and sitting beside her.

"What's that?"

She wiped her nose. "I have the Force," she shrugged. "That gives me the power to destroy you. But I can't..."

She dropped her head.

"Why can't you do that?"

She shook her head.

"Look at me, Rey. Why can't you do that?" He asked softly.

She held her head up and faced him, answering painfully through gritted teeth. "You know why."

"I do know why, but I want to hear you say it."

Cocky bastard. He smirked.

Ben took off his gloves to reach a hand up to her cheek, wiping away the tears with his thumbs. She grabbed his wrists, scooting closer to him.

"Because of how I feel."

He leaned in closer and she could feel his breath on her chest and his want for her roaming in his body just as much as hers. Her skin was crawling with sudden heat. She needed him to touch her.

"Rey, there you are. I've been looking everywhere for you."

She spun around, dropping her hands and leaving Ben's arms. Finn was striding up to her.

What was that just now?

She convinced herself to talk to Finn about the problem. If she could've spoken to him alone, that would've been better but Rose clung to him like glue.

"Can I talk to you? Alone?"

"Of course."

He looked around before shoving her into an empty conference room.

Rose wasn't close so she had some time.

"Do you trust me?"

"Of course."

She grabbed his shoulders. "I need you to really trust me. I can't let this get messed up."

He stared deeply into her eyes and nodded. "Yes, I do."

She backed away, holding her arms.

She didn't think she could face him so she didn't.

"I can't fight this fight anymore."

"Rey, you're one our best fighters. The way you took out all those TIEs on Crait-"

"I know. I know."

He was flustered. She had to calm him down somehow.

"I did that because you guys needed help. I don't think you need that help anymore."

"What're you saying?"

He grabbed her shoulder, turning her around. She gasped out.

"I'm saying I'm not going to be like one of them! If we just keep trying to kill each other, then we're no better than the First Order!"

He dropped his hand and she stepped back. "They're killing more of us off than we are to them."

She shook her head. "It's not worth it. We need to stop fighting."

"Are you serious? What about all they've done to us? What about the torture we've all gone through? Especially you Rey? Kylo Ren has taken you away and tortured you who knows how many times-"

"No he hasn't!"

Her fists were clenched and her eyes squeezed shut. When she opened them, Finn had the most shocked and awful expression.

"Rey..."

She can't explain it to him now, not when he's looking at her like that.

"I can't do this right now!" She exclaimed as she ran out. He called out to her as she escaped all the frustration.

She's tried to talk to everyone who'd listen. No one gets it.

Her friends aren't the enemies. The war is just... It's too much for anyone to handle now but she has a lead and a new outlook so why-?

Rey couldn't fight her feelings of irritation any longer. She didn't want to talk to anyone and get even angrier than she was.

When she got to her room, her hands were hot, pumping blood too quickly.

She caught the first thing that glimmered in her eye. That damn lightsaber.

She picked up her half, glaring at the piece with daggers before chucking it at the wall.

There was no point to any of this. She's just as meaningless here as she was on Jakku. Except, when Leia was around, she cared what Rey had to say.

Her knees buckled, shaking so much from the adrenaline. Something is going on inside her...

It's all too much. The Resistance, the First Order, the Force. She can't take anymore of it. She wished she never had the Force.

Maybe she should've just left the droid alone or sold him to Unkar Plutt when she had the chance. She wouldn't be here right now.

"Rey."

That soft voice made her look up quickly.

"Ben," she cried out. He kneeled in front of her but she didn't take any time to fall into his arms, hiding her face in his chest.

She was trembling, a sniffling mess as he stroked her hair to calm her down. It was helping but she had to remember it wasn't real.

She grabbed his arm as she muffled words into his chest.

"I'm so scared, Ben. I'm so terrified."

He nodded, pressing his hand to the back of her neck as he hushed her.

He knows what she's talking about. He's the only one that ever will.

If she doesn't do something and quick, she will lose him. The Resistance grows stronger with every ship that goes out and makes it. It's burning brighter and she's getting more afraid.

He stayed with her, getting into bed slowly after her, keeping her close to him, and continuously stroking her hair until she fell asleep.

It was still dark out when she woke and he was gone, but that was to be expected.

Actually... If no one would listen to her in the Resistance, maybe someone in the First Order will, more specifically, the Supreme Leader. He will listen, she's sure of it. When they first spoke after she left him on Crait, it was about her coming back, nothing about the real fight.

She can end this war and the answer has been right under her nose.