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Hours after the incident with Kylo Ren, Rey sat in the pilot's seat as she quietly observed the numerous stars that sat within the wide expanse of space. When she was a small girl, Rey would climb out of her cramped home in order to lie in the cooled sand, and gaze at the mysterious majesty that was the night sky. As the stars twinkled down on her, the scavenger used to imagine one falling to Jakku and it turning out to be her family's ship. For years the night sky had filled her with a resilient hope that things would get better. Rey would wear this belief around her like a blanket that warmed her during the chilly desert nights.

Now as she observed the stars, she did not feel the comfort she had sought. Just what was Rey doing anyway?

I was crazy to think I could easily handle Kylo Ren on my own she realized.

At this thought, Rey tentatively touched the tender skin of her neck. Even in his injurious and bound state, Ren had managed to command the force to hurt her. The scavenger felt silly for believing that his weakened form would be enough to placate him until they reached the Resistance. However, despite how powerful he was, Rey did not fear him.

If Rey was fearful to begin with, she would have never have saved him and treated his wounds. No, what Rey felt was not fear, but an increasing determination to deliver Ren to the Resistance. If anything, his actions only fueled her drive to personally ensure that he was locked away in a cell. Only then would she be able to sleep at night knowing that the galaxy was safe from this monster. If Kylo Ren thought force choking her would be enough to scare her, he was mistaken.

From this point on Rey would tread lightly around him, and as a last resort, use the light saber that hung off of her belt. He was a tough character to read, and for that reason, Rey knew she had to accept his every action as dangerous like the man behind it.

While Rey's hand hovered over the button that opened the door to Kylo Ren's room, her other carefully balanced a tray of rations and a small container of water that she had found earlier. It had been quite some time since he had woken up, so the scavenger figured that he must have been hungry by now. Therefore, she had put together a small meal for him. A docile prisoner or not, Rey still had to unfortunately keep him alive.

Here goes nothing Rey thought as she finally pressed the button to open the door. Slipping inside the room she visibly frowned when she realized that Kylo Ren wasn't unconscious this time. He sat on the bed with his back against the wall as he quietly observed her. If anything, Ren looked like he was expecting her.

"I see you've finally worked up the confidence to see me again," he slowly stated. "Although I can sense that you're still anxious".

One minute in the room and he was already baiting her. "If you think I'm afraid of you after that stunt you pulled, you're mistaken. You seem to forget that I'm stronger than I look," Rey replied while gesturing to his face. Kylo Ren's eyes darkened at her comment.

"One victory and you think you are suddenly more powerful than me? Be careful that your overconfidence in your newfound abilities doesn't blind you as to why you really defeated me," Ren cautioned.

"Yeah? Then what was it exactly?" she halfheartedly asked.

Kylo Ren's expression gave little away. "If you're as capable as you claim to be, you should have no problem figuring it out yourself," he swiftly replied.

Rey frowned at Kylo Ren. Stop it Rey, he's just trying to mess with you. He's trying to discover a weakness and exploit it. Don't let him bother you.

By the way the Ren was calmly observing her, she had a sinking suspicion that he already knew he had succeeded.

"I see you've brought something with you?" he stated, breaking the silence.

Rey looked down at the tray in her hands. "Yes well I couldn't let you go hungry. You're my guest now," she explained with a smirk.

"Well as your guest I'm flattered that you also went through all the trouble of also tying me up," he said while lifting his bound hands.

"I was only returning the courtesy you gave me when I was your guest. Although I think I'm the better host considering I prepared a meal for you," Rey said as she placed the tray on the bed next to him.

"Sorry, I'm afraid the food at Starkiller Base wasn't worth the trouble. However, now I'm beginning to regret not feeding you. Maybe then you might have talked. It's understandable considering a quick probe into your mind taught me that scavengers like you eat nothing but scraps."

"Well believe it or not, not all of us are willing to murder others just to gain a warm meal from The First Order," Rey countered.

"I can assure you, I joined The First Order for reasons a naïve girl like you would never understand," Kylo answered, his voice laced with anger.

"What was it? Power? Wealth? Prestige?" she challenged despite the dangerous look Ren was sending her. "What could possibly make you so devoted to the First Order that you would kill your own father?"

"You know nothing of my past!" Kylo Ren spat. "You think Han Solo was the ideal father? He was a thief! Nothing more, nothing less!"

No matter what Ren said about Han Solo, Rey knew that it wasn't true. Yes he was a smuggler and not exactly the most trustworthy man to make a deal with, yet she knew that he loved his son until the very end. As Rey had watched Han Solo in his final moments, she saw the way he looked at Kylo Ren. Solo didn't see the monster he had become, only the soul of his son in need of rescuing.

If Rey was being honest with herself, she had even believed that Ren was worth saving at one point. Her momentary glimpse into his mind had revealed that he was actually a very confused young man. Kylo Ren had ideals and a dark legacy he wanted to fulfill, yet Rey had sensed hesitation regarding these thoughts. When he handed his saber over to Han, Rey had been relieved that he made the right decision. Yet clearly she had misjudged him when he plunged it right into his father.

Rey clenched her fists in anger. "He loved you, yet you killed him! He wasn't just some smuggler, he was you father," she said, her voice about to break. She couldn't even remember what her father looked like, and yet, Ren had killed his own as if it was the simplest thing in the world.

"Well sometimes having no father is better than one that didn't truly care about you," Ren angrily declared just as Rey's head began to ache with pain.

Wait a second, where did this pain come from? She curiously wondered. Rey vaguely recalled feeling a similar way when Kylo Ren first reached into her thoughts. Did he….just read my mind again!

"Get. Out. Of. My. Head!" Rey exclaimed when she caught on to what he was doing. Filled with rage, Rey stared pointedly at Ren. Within moments of doing this, the room strangely melted away to form unfamiliar images in her head.

A small dark haired boy was clinging to Han Solo's legs as he tried to board the Millennium Falcon. Meanwhile in the background a hooded man and a group children watched the exchange from a respectful distance.

"Daddy please don't leave me!" he cried on the verge of tears.

Han sighed before kneeling down in front of the boy and taking his small hands within his large ones. "Ben you're mother has already explained. It's for your own good. Don't you want to be able to control the force?" Han questioned.

"Yes…but I don't want to leave you," the boy replied his voice cracking.

"Kid, sometimes we don't want to do things, but that's life. You have to realize that your mother and I can't help you to become a Jedi, only Luke can. That's why you need to stay here with him. I know you don't see it right now, but we're only doing this because it's what's best for you-"

"I don't care! I don't want to be a Jedi if it means I won't get to see you!" the boy exclaimed, the tears now freely rolling down his face.

Han shook his head and lightly grasped his son's tear stained cheek. "Ben you have to be strong. You can't spend the rest of your life hiding behind your parents because you're scared," he explained.

"I'm not scared daddy. I just don't want to lose you-

"Get out!" Kylo Ren yelled as he finally managed to completely push Rey out of his head.

Now back in the room, Rey felt extreme shock when she realized what she had just done. "I'm sorry… I didn't mean to-" she lamely began.

"Just get out!" he exclaimed, his eyes burning with something she couldn't quite identify.

"I didn't-"

"Go!" he demanded.

"But I-"

"Leave me alone!"

Wishing to no longer upset him, Rey quickly fled from the room and shut the door behind her. Once it was closed, she leaned against it and slid to the floor. What she had seen…what she had done…was…

Horrible her mind spat. Letting rage control her actions and using the force to pry into Kylo Ren's thoughts was a disgraceful thing to. How it even happened, she wasn't so sure. All Rey knew was that she had made a terrible mistake.

What have I done? She shamefully wondered as crashing sounds were heard from within Kylo Ren's room.

A/N: Uh oh, it looks like Rey's starting to get a taste of the dark side! I wonder what will happen now? Bigger question is: Will Kylo Ren ever stop breaking stuff every time he gets frustrated? Anyway, sorry this was a little short, but I just had to get another chapter up for you guys. As always please let me know what you think!

Also thank you to WeasleyLover123, bluejustice13, Siilver Phantom, CalistaLegaci, christos200, and Yarik for reviewing!