Should Rey have accepted Kylo/Ben's offer? Should she have taken his hand? Maybe? IDK.
"Let old things die." He told her, a sure steadiness in his gaze. "Rey. I want you to join me. We can rule the together, bring a new first order to the galaxy." His words echoed, and her heart pounded uncontrollably in her chest, from adrenaline or emotion she didn't know.
"Ben." Her voice cracked, "Don't do this." Tears had begun to blur her vision, trailing down her cheek.
"You're still holding on!" He shouted back in an angry hissing snarl now, "Let it go. You need to let it die so that you can become what you were meant to be." He was an arm's length away from her, "Rey, join me." His face and voice softened as he held up his gloved hand, "Please." He pleaded, his eyes boring into hers. "Please."
It felt like her heart had jumped into her throat, she couldn't speak. She wanted to badly to be by his side, and she felt a heavy weight on her shoulders lift as she made her decision. She only hoped it would be the right one.
Her hand lifted slowly, rising in the space besides her, reaching out. She bit her lip as she put her hand in his, before letting out a small, shaky, breathless laugh of relief when Ben's lips lifted into a smile. She smiled back at him, her hand resting in his as he gently gripped it. Wanting more contact, she tugged gently on his hand to urge him closer before pulling her hand out of his. She only saw the confusion on his face for a moment before she had tucked herself into his side, holding him tight with her arms, her face in the crook of his neck. He was frozen stiff for a few moments before he began to relax, and ever so slowly it seemed, he wrapped his arms around her.
Strong light, strong dark. Balance. Just as Master Skywalker had said. And it felt right.
It felt right to be by Ben's side. Instinctively she knew, he belonged at her side just as she belonged at his. In his embrace, she felt whole. The force between them was balanced, as it was meant to be.
