Notes: Merry Christmas you filthy animals! Surprise shorter chapter for you all.

There is a lemon at the end of the chapter.

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A dark figure knelt on a cold hard floor wailing in pain. Struggling to breathe, it peered up at the other figure in the room. It seethed darkness, "Failure," it hissed. The room lit up blue as the figure on the floor contorted unnaturally. It fell onto its back, its chest heaving with exertion. Tears streamed down its face, begging for death. As she neared, it sat up abruptly, face covered in blood. Its deep scar and black eyes, full of hate, looked over at her, "Rey."

She woke with a jolt. Kylo, she thought, clutching at her chest. She glanced out the window. Dawn was approaching. She jumped up quickly and walked over to the closet. She was pleasantly surprised to find a set of Jedi robes and other articles of clothing. She grabbed a gray tunic, gray robes, a pair of briefs, and black leggings. There was a pair of black boots as well, along with gray wraps for her arms and chest, and a black belt with a lightsaber clip. She donned the outfit, fixed her hair in her signature three buns and punched the keypad. She let her senses drift over the base, searching for Luke. She picked up his signature a few yards from the base. An image of him sitting in a clearing entered her mind. She ran out of the base and to the edge of the jungle. She continued walking until she reached the small clearing where Luke sat meditating. She waited impatiently at the edge, quietly pacing.

He opened his eyes and glanced over to her, "Yes, padawn?" She walked over and sat cross legged in front of him. "Master, I had a nightmare or vision, I'm not sure what it was." "What happened?" "It was about Kylo Ren, he was in immense pain. He looked right at me and said my name." Luke put his head in his hand as he thought. "It sounds like he called you to him or was thinking of you. It's not uncommon between force sensitives. I think today we will practice blocking. That way you'll be able to keep him out." She nodded, and they both began to meditate. "I'm going to try to forcibly enter your mind, Rey. I want you to try to stop me." She breathed deeply, startled at the sudden onslaught. She struggled to push him out and to stop him, but soon failed. She huffed in frustration. "It's not an easy skill to learn, we will keep trying."

They continued for a few more hours, until Rey was sure she had mastered the technique. She grinned widely at him. "You are a much faster learner than me," Luke admitted proudly. "I'd also like you to be able to discern your baby's life signature. I want you to begin meditating and then remove yourself. You should be able to separate your signatures then." She began her meditation again, slowing her breathing and heartrate. She could she her own brilliantly white signature, she pushed it aside and delved deeper. In the darkness she found a blue light begin to emerge, glowing brightly, growing and expanding until it filled her. Her eyes snapped open and she gazed down at her stomach in awe. "I can see him Luke." Luke arched an eyebrow quizzically, "Him?" She nodded amazed. "Now that you know his signature you can block him from Kylo Ren as well." Rey nodded, her hand grazing her stomach.

They made their way back to the base, entering the mess hall. Mostly everyone was here eating. They grabbed their trays and walked over to a table that was occupied by Leia, Finn and Poe. C3PO was discussing the daily agenda with Leia. She waved him off as Rey and Luke sat down. R2-D2 and BB-8 were having a lively conversation, beeping animatedly. "Good morning Rey," Leia began, "I have some time, after you've finished, to talk." Rey gulped, "Of course." Finn and Poe looked up at her. "Do you mind if we come? Then you don't have to repeat the story." Finn said helpfully. Rey glanced down at her hands. "Sure," she said smiling weakly. Luke patted her shoulder and continued eating.

Leia led them to her personal rooms. They entered into a sitting area. Leia gestured for them to make themselves comfortable as she sat herself in a worn armchair. Rey took one across from her, Luke chose to sit in the window seat and Finn and Poe took the couch. "Now then, we know how you came to be captured, but what happened after that? Why was Hux with you?" Rey looked at her clasped hands, sighing deeply she began to recall her plight. There were shared gasps of surprise and looks of sympathy. "You're pregnant?" Finn asked outraged. Rey nodded still looking at her hands. "My son, tortured you?" Leia asked sadly. "He did, he was cruel. Hux saved me."

Leia sat back, exhausted. She lifted her hand and rubbed her brow. Luke had moved behind Rey's chair and placed a hand on her shoulder encouragingly. She patted his hand and smiled up at him. "Well, we certainly have a lot to think about in regards to General Hux. While he protected and helped you, he is a war criminal. He's guilty of heinous crimes." Rey blanched. Poe cleared his throat, "Surely we won't execute someone who very clearly is on our side now. He's got more than enough information, I'm sure, that could sway your decision." "He blew up the entire Hosnian system, in case you've forgotten," Finn said disgustedly, "He's just as bad as Kylo Ren in my books." He looked over at Rey. "Sorry, but it's true." Rey glared at him and he shrank back against the couch. "I understand one good deed doesn't absolve him, but he could be of use. He's the father of my child. I wouldn't be here had he not intervened. He made the call for bloody sake!" Rey shouted indignantly. Leia leaned forward, her hands folded in front of her. "We will wait until he is better, see what he decides. Depending upon the information he provides, we will see what can be offered. You're all dismissed."

Rey stood quickly as Poe tried to reach out for her. She shook her head no and hurried from the room. Finn and Poe followed her out, quietly arguing amongst themselves. Leia sat back and sighed, her hands covering her face. Luke stood in front of her, "He will be useful." "It's not him that I'm worried about, it's my son." She peered at Luke from between her fingers. "He did awful things to her, he threatened her baby. He truly is gone. I've always held out hope." Luke swallowed, "When we fought I searched him for any trace of the light. There was none. I'm sorry, Leia. He's gone." She began to cry, Luke pulled her up and brought her to him, hugging her tightly. She clung to him as sobs racked her body, mourning the loss of her only son all over again.

Rey stalked to the medical wing, shaking. Punching the access code, she walked over to Hux's curtained room. Pulling back the curtain, she saw he was awake, staring at the ceiling and flexing his new mechano-arm. The black fingers clinking together as he clenched and unclenched his robotic hand. He gave her a lopsided grin as she made her way over to him. The swelling had gone down a significant amount, his other eye now open. His face was still bruised, but was healing well. She leaned down and kissed him before settling herself next to him on the med bed. "You should be resting," she scolded. "I've rested enough. I'm unused to not doing anything. It's making me anxious." He added. "I could try to find you a holoreader," she offered. He nodded. She let out a sigh, "I met with General Organa today." "Ah," he said, as he stretched out the mechanical hand, "Has my fate been decided then?" "She wants to speak with you when you are released." He nodded again, his face conflicted.

"I was also seen by a medic." He blanched and looked at her, his flesh hand sprawling across her stomach. "Our baby?" He whispered. She grinned at him, "He's perfect and very strong. Luke taught me how to sense him. I can feel him now." "He?" Hux asked incredulously, "I have a son?" Rey nodded. "You strong, amazing girl," he said as he grabbed her arm and pulled her to him. He sat up and grasped her jaw, kissing her roughly. She gasped, "Hux! No, you'll injure yourself." He scoffed, "I'll survive." He tried to move her on to his lap. "Stop! Stop, I'll do it." She ordered. He chuckled as she straddled him. "Happy?" She asked, annoyed. "Very," he growled.

*SMUT WARNING*

He unclasped her belt and tossed it to the floor, his flesh hand roaming under her tunic to her chest. He pulled the wrappings down, and sighed as he palmed her breast. She moaned quietly. His mechanical arm wrapped around her waist, grinding her hips against his. "We can't do this here," she said to him seriously. "No?" He asked wickedly. He moved both hands to her leggings and began pulling them down over her hips. He raised an eyebrow at her. She shook her head and raised her hips so that he could pull the leggings and briefs over them. She reached down and shimmied his boxers over his hips. He laughed as he lifted her and his hips to give her better access, wincing from the effort. She knit her brows, "Hux really." He silenced her with a kiss, his erection rubbing against her nub. She tried to bite back a moan.

He moved his hand and inserted two fingers into her, rubbing slowly as she became increasingly wet. "Oh Rey, don't tell me you don't want this." "Shut it or someone will hear," she commanded. He laughed darkly as he increased the speed of his fingers. She buried her face into his neck, moaning into his ear. She reached down and grabbed his length, moving her hand up and over it before pushing back down. He gasped and lifted her roughly. "Do it," he pleaded. She lowered herself onto his pulsing erection. They grasped each other, their moans muffled into one another's necks. He lifted her and slowly pulled her back down, his breathing ragged. She pushed his hands to her hips, "Stop," she said sternly. He gazed at her lustfully as she lifted her own hips and drove them back down, steadyig herself by holding onto his shoulders. His head tipped back as he groaned. She picked up the tempo, the medical bed creaking beneath them, as she moved. He grinned ruefully at her as he rubbed her nub. "Hux," she cried out. He could feel her walls beginning to clench around him. He moved his mechanical hand under her tunic to grasp her breast. The coldness of his robotic fingers against her nipple drove her over the edge. She exploded around him, moaning loudly. He placed his hand back on her waist and continued pushing her, grinding her hips against his. She held onto him tightly as he came, whispering her name into her ear.

"I missed you," He murmured as he lifted her and removed his softening member. She pulled her briefs and leggings back up, and climbed off of the bed. He grimaced as he pulled his own boxers back up. Grabbing her belt, she smiled at him, "I've missed you too. You should really rest a bit." She clasped the belt and fixed her hair. He grasped her wrist, "Stay, please. I'm dreadfully bored." She sighed playfully, "Shall I fetch a Sabacc deck then?" He nodded, smiling happily.