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Leia and Han entered the restaurant arm in arm. The two were finally taking a break from the massive amounts of work they had to kick back and enjoy a nice dinner together in the heart of the nation. There would be distractions and no buzzing phones. It would be just the two of them together in a quiet restaurant. The would talk about their separate days, what they did, and there would also be wine involved.

They sat at a table for two and ate their respective dinners, occasionally reaching over to nab bites of each other's food.

Baroque music lilted through the warm atmosphere, passing by couples, families, and other diners. The restaurant's chandeliers were dim and they cast a glow upon the handsome face of her husband.

"You know, I don't think Rey even needs me," Han said. "She flew through those interviews solo without a single cue card or any help from me."

Leia nodded and smiled, taking a sip of her wine. "I plan on offering her a full time job at Alliance as soon as she graduates. I'd offer one to Poe as well, but he seems set on being a racecar driver."

"The kid's going to be one of the best," Han said knowingly. "I've seen my fair share of races and drivers, but Dameron is a damn good driver and he'll definitely make it into the big leagues. Finn said he's going to stay with us after he graduates. That one may outlast the other two," Han chuckled. "Look at us, Leia, we're talking about them like they're our kids," he sighed.

"Well," Leia tried to find words. She tried to find an excuse for treating the three youngest members of her inner circle like her children, but she knew she and Han were filling the gap their son had left behind.

Resting her chin against the palm of her hand, Leia looked past her husband and at the couple that was happily enjoying dinner a few tables across from them.

Something about them seemed familiar and Leia squinted her eyes to make out who they were. When she registered their identities, it took all of Leia's willpower not to react in surprise.

"Han, behind you, three tables back is a couple," she whispered hurriedly. "It's Ben and he's-" Han immediately turned the 180 degrees required to see his son holding the tan, freckled hand of a girl he knew well, accepting a bite of dessert from her.

"He's with Rey," he finished the sentence for his wife.

His son was with Rey. Rey was with Ben. Rey was with Ben and he was smiling. Ben was smiling. Han felt a pang in his chest and he watched Ben chew and grin. Rey was smiling back at him and the two laughed at something she said.

"That's our boy," he heard Leia whisper. "And he's on a date with Rey."

Han realized that after Ben had left home, in the limited times he had seen his son, Ben was always wearing a constricting suit and glaring. Now, he wore a dark green sweater with jeans and smiled as he stared at Rey. "He looks so happy," Han murmured.

"He does," Leia said. The two sat, entranced, as they watched their child grin and laugh and joke. His smiles eased the ache in their hearts and the loud bark of his laughter made them smile as well.

Rey giggled like an idiot as Kylo explained how he had crashed his first car into a tree. "It was terrible! Stop laughing," Kylo exclaimed through his own laughter. "I was too scared to approach a car for another three months!"

"I'm sorry!" Rey struggled to breathe and she could feel a few people eyeing her. "It's just- you hit the accelerator instead of the brake and-" she paused as another bout of laughter overtook her. "That poor tree!"

They split the check even though Rey knew Kylo wanted to pay for it in its entirety. "Kylo, there are many things I think are amazing about you, but your unwillingness to share is not one of them, now give me the bill," she had said.

Rey felt a presence on her back like a weight and she turned as Kylo helped her into her coat to see Leia and Han sitting a few tables away from them. Leia turned her head away from Han and they met eyes. Rey was split for a second; no doubt either Han or Leia would recognise the head lawyer for First Order… but Han and Leia were like her second family.

"Is something wrong?" Kylo asked as he slung his coat over his shoulders. Rey felt her mouth run dry, but shook her head. No more lying, she thought. We promised not to lie anymore.

"I want to say hi to someone" she said, taking his hand, and beginning to walk. Rey felt Kylo follow willingly, but as they drew closer, he lagged behind her and tried to pull his hand away.

"Rey, I don't think that's-"

"Hello, Rey, hello Ben- Kylo," Leia said as they approached. Rey froze a step before they reached the table. How does she know his name. Wait, no, that's because he's constantly on TV defending First Order. Right… Rey slightly regretted her decision. Well, there's no turning back, she thought. Who is Ben?

"Hi, Leia," Rey smiled, taking that last step forward. "Sorry for interrupting," Rey felt like an idiot, but Leia gave her a warm look.

"That's quite alright, dear. I see you're with your… boyfriend," she said and Rey nodded.

"Leia, Han, this is Kylo. Kylo, these are my bosses, Han Solo and Leia Organa." Rey turned to see Kylo's original smile gone. He looked more sullen than ever and Rey became worried. "Are you alr-"

"I don't think I need to be introduced to my own parents, Rey," Kylo snapped, his voice more harsh than normal. Rey felt his hand becoming clammy and a sheen of sweat coated his forehead. Yanking his hand from Rey's grasp, Kylo turned and stormed away.

Rey gaped at the receding figure of her boyfriend and then turned back to Leia and Han. "I don't- I'm so sorr- parents?" she said, trying comprehend what Kylo had just said.

Leia looked at Han who nodded slowly. "Rey," she took the young woman's hand. "We're his parents," she said. "I think you should go to him. We can talk later, but Ben- I mean, Kylo- we'll talk later," Leia patted Rey's arm.

Still confused, Rey nodded. She wanted an explanation, but Leia was right. Rey decided to get an explanation from her moody, hormonal boyfriend.

By the time she unlocked the door to Kylo's hotel room, Rey found that she was furious. Furious at Kylo for not telling her- furious that after their "no lies" deal, he still lied, and angry that he left her to fend for herself in front of her bosses- his parents. It also did not help that her cab got stuck in traffic while his sped off.

Slamming the door open, Rey looked around for her boyfriend but saw the living room empty. "Kylo?!" she shouted, furious. Tossing her coat onto a nearby chair, Rey stormed into their shared bedroom, her cheeks heating in rage. "You just left me behind after telling me that my bosses were your parents? I thought we were done lying to each other! You know, when you keep from telling me that- are you alright?"

Rey froze when she caught sight of Kylo curled up in bed, dressed in only a pair of boxers, and his face gray. The sheets were piled around his ankles and his dark hair was splayed over the pillow. "Kylo," Rey walked around the bed to touch his clammy forehead. "Are you alright?" Rey asked, her voice soft. Kylo's blank eyes stared at her and Rey slipped her flats off.

Unbuttoning her sheer blouse, Rey tossed it aside and pulled the straps of her bra off of her shoulders and reached behind her tank top to unhook it. Slipping the bra off, Rey unzipped her skirt and pulled it down along with her leggings.

Clad in only her underwear and a white shirt, she climbed over Kylo's body and laid down behind him, pressing her chest to his back and holding her arm around him. Rey felt Kylo's breathing soften and she nuzzled her cheek into his back.

"I threw up as soon as I got here," he murmured. "Probably bad steak. I'm fine."

"Kylo, it doesn't take a medical degree to know that you don't have food poisoning," Rey whispered. They laid together, Rey spooning her boyfriend and keeping his back warm as he calmed down, and Kylo realizing how truly amazing Rey was as a person. He wanted to remain in the position they were in, forever.

"Babe?" Rey asked. Kylo hummed in response. Rey felt the reverberations down his bony spine and she smiled softly. "I want to ask you a question and you don't have to answer it if it makes you uncomfortable, alright?"

"Hm."

"Why do your parents call you Ben?" she asked. Kylo's back stiffened and Rey ran her hand over the span of his long bicep. Tangling her legs with Kylo's, Rey pulled him closer to her and kissed his trapezius. There was nothing sexual in her actions, but everything intimate.

"I… Kylo is my middle name," he sighed. Kylo's hand moved to cross over his body and grasp the hand Rey hand on his arm. Holding her hand, he closed his eyes. "I go by my middle name and the name of the law firm I used to co-operate: Ren. Benjamin is my first name and my surname… it's Solo."

Rey took a moment to process his answer. She gave his arm a squeeze and smiled. "Thank you."

"No more lies, right?"

"So, what should I call you?" Rey murmured. She waited in silence, blinking as the soft waves of sleep beckoned for her. Resisting the urge to drift off, Rey waited for Kylo's response.

"Call me Kylo."

"Alright," Rey yawned and took her skirt and leggings off. "Rest up; you'll need your energy if you're going to go against me."

Kylo chuckled and shifted his head backwards, bopping Rey on the forehead and giving her a face full of hair. "And you'll need sleep if you're going to go out and uproot the oil company that rules the world."

"You sound like an evil overlord."

"I'm just tired."

"Then shut up and sleep."