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Rey was rapidly losing her composure the more she tinkered with the pod's controls. Nothing she did was working and it would be a matter of minutes before the pod broke through the planet's atmosphere. Once that happened the descent would be haphazard and harder to control. At least now they were steadily cruising due to the vacuum of space, but unless she could regain control of the vessel, they were as good as dead.

"I thought you were a pilot," Kylo Ren loudly declared over the sound of the sirens indicating an approaching atmosphere.

"I am," she defended as she pulled back another lever. "There's just something seriously wrong with this pod."

"Well if you don't fix it we're going to die," he snapped.

Rey's hand froze just as she was about to pull another lever and sharply turned around to glare at Ren. She had had enough of this man barking orders at her and doing nothing to help. He was the Commander of the First Order, just how incapable was he outside of driving his saber through people? Then again that's probably what Commanders did all the time: order others around. The only problem was Rey wasn't one of his mindless minions.

"I don't see you doing anything!" she heatedly stated.

Ren clenched his jaw in offense. "Since when do Commanders know how to do something as petty as fly a ship when there are others for that?" he fired back.

Rey rolled her eyes at the man before her.

Looks like I was right.

"You know what, forget it," she briskly said before leaving her seat and moving towards a panel on the wall. Fine, if she was the only one who could save them, she would. Rey wasn't about to die on a small pod with Kylo Ren of all people. After everything she had recently been through, she wouldn't give up now. Facing the panel, Rey grabbed her lightsaber off of her belt and quickly activated it. As the cyan blade's light reflected off of the panel's slightly rusted surface, Ren gave her weapon a dubious look. When she moved the saber to point directly at the wall, Ren finally spoke.

"You thinking stabbing the ship will make it work?" he furiously asked. "You might open a hole to the outside and kill us before we even have a chance to crash onto that planet."

Rey shook her head and jammed the plasma blade into the metallic wall despite Ren's concerns. "I know what I'm doing," she assured as she moved the saber in a circular motion, easily slicing through the metal panel. A few more seconds of work and she had cut out a circular piece of metal that fell onto the floor with a loud clang. Situated within the incandescent cutout was a mess of multi-colored wires and small devices.

Rey deactivated her weapon and clipped it onto her belt before crouching down and partially climbing into the wall. She tried to concentrate on finding the correct wire, but it was becoming increasingly difficult the more Rey thought about how dangerous it was that she wasn't keeping an eye on Kylo Ren. The last thing she wanted to do was turn her back on him when he wasn't tied up, but she didn't have a choice.

"1 minute until atmospheric contact" a robotic voice announced.

The scavenger's hands hurriedly sifted through the jungle of wires as she frantically searched for what she was looking for. Finally after what felt like an eternity, she saw a purple wire hanging further back inside the wall. Rey pulled herself further into the hole until only her ankles were left hanging outside. Grasping the wire she easily brought it towards her, almost too easily. All it took was a simple tug for Rey to discover that the wire was crudely cut. She had been trying to maintain her composure up until that point, but discovering the cut wire caused her eyes to widen in horror and her heartbeat to slightly quicken. All the controls were permanently offline due to the circuitry connecting them to the rest of the ship being cut. Unfortunately without the proper equipment to fix it, there was nothing she could do to control the pod's descent.

"Atmosphere detected."

Immediately after the robotic voice announced this, the pod began to violently shake and rock. Still inside the wall, Rey struggled not to strike her head on something as she hurriedly pulled herself out of it. Once outside, she combated the turbulence and shakily rose to her feet before looking around the pod.

Thankfully Ren was seated and intensely looking out the window, so she turned her attention to the rest of the pod. Finding some compartments in the walls, she carefully made her way to them while grasping whatever she could to remain upright. If the ship was going to crash they couldn't be on it when it happened. Considering the vessel was an escape pod, there had to be a parachute somewhere. As she began to search them it wasn't long before quick a side glance told her that Ren had finally noticed her.

"Did you fix the ship?" he harshly asked.

"No, the circuitry is torn and there's nothing I can do without equipment. We're going to have to jump," Rey returned as she continued to search the compartments. "I'm looking for parachutes".

Once she stated this Kylo Ren's face adopted what she assumed was his form of surprise before his mask of anger and defiance returned. "You can't be serious," he hissed.

"It's either we stay on the ship and let the landing kill us, or we jump."

Rey knew he didn't like the idea, she didn't even like the idea, but the returning silence told her Ren wouldn't argue with her. This was the only way to survive and thankfully he was smart enough to accept it. To Rey's surprise he got up and attempted to recheck some of the compartments she had previously rummaged through. However after another few minutes of searching by both of them, Rey began to dreadfully realize that there may not be any parachutes onboard.

"Five minutes until contact".

Rey bit her lip and glanced out of the window to find the planet's surface approaching at an alarming rate. "Ren did you find anything?" she asked after another compartment revealed no parachutes.

"Nothing," he replied.

There wasn't enough time; they would have to jump out of the pod without parachutes. It was extremely dangerous, but so was remaining on the ship. At least if they timed it right they could jump close enough to the surface so they wouldn't severely injure themselves. However with the pod's current speed it would still be quite difficult.

"There's no time," Rey announced as she moved towards the button for the exit ramp. She pressed it and thankfully the ramp began to slowly lower revealing a barren landscape below. Wind quickly swept up into the pod and caused the pair's hair and clothes to wildly whip around them. Completely opened, Rey took a tentative step towards the ramp and looked down.

"There's no way we'll survive!" Ren yelled over the howling of the wind.

Rey turned to look at her furious prisoner. "At least this way we have a chance!" she shouted back.

"How? We'll be killed on impact!"

Rey shook her head in frustration. If she was about to die, she didn't want to spend her last moments bickering with her enemy. "If we jump when we're as close to the ground as possible we can make it!"

"It'll never work!" he angrily countered.

Even though she wouldn't admit it out loud, she knew he had a point. Maybe they were jumping to their deaths, but they had to try something. Rey had looked death in the eye too many times to be afraid of it now. She had kept both herself and Kylo Ren alive time and time again, and knew that it couldn't end here. Maybe it was the Force or just her optimist mind, but she knew they would survive, they had to. Rey firmly pushed Ren's comments to the back of her mind as she studied the approaching ground.

Wait for it, wait for it…

The planet's surface was so close now she could make out land formations.

Wait for it…

She could see individual boulders now.

Wait for it…Now!

With great speed Rey roughly grabbing Ren's wrist and another jolt from the ship was all the help she needed for him to lose his footing and not be able to resist her hold as she dragged him down the ramp. Between the immense wind and rocking there was no opportunity to pause at the edge before they were airborne. Somewhere along the way Rey lost her grip on Ren and couldn't help releasing a scream as she felt her stomach fill with butterflies and the wind harshly slap her body. The experience was so much more terrifying than what she anticipated that suddenly being back on the pod seemed like the lesser of two evils.

However the experience was cut short when the wind was knocked out of her lungs upon contact with what she assumed was a sand dune. Rey cried out in pain as she began to violently roll down its side in a frenzy. Every time she flipped over her injuries burned and sand filled her eyes and mouth. Just when she thought she couldn't take it anymore she finally stopped rolling and landed harshly upon level ground.

Lying upon the scorched earth, her skin burned without her heat protective fabric wrapped around her arms. She tried to move, but her body pulsated with pain and her vision began to spin. Yet despite the fact that she was covered in dust and had probably earned a few more injuries, she managed to weakly smile in relief. She had survived, however the remaining question was, did Ren?

Biting back a cry she tried again to move and found it a little easier this time. She tested her arms and legs, and though they were bruised, miraculously no bones appeared to be broken. If she hadn't landed on sand she would have likely been in worse shape. For once in her life, Rey was grateful for sand even if it had always made her harsh life a little more difficult. Carefully she got up and managed to stay upright despite her bruised legs slightly shaking from supporting her. Shielding her eyes from the sun, Rey looked out across the dunes in order to find Ren.

From where she was standing, all she saw was a sea of bright orange sand with no indication of her darkly clad prisoner. He should have been easy to spot against the plain background, however there was no sign of him. Rey frowned and looked up at the dune she had rolled down. Using the skills she had acquired from years of climbing dunes, she was able to easily make her way to the top despite her aching injuries. Now with a better vantage point it was much easier to look out across the landscape as she searched for him. Looking off into the distance she spotted a dark figure half buried in some sand not too far off. Hopeful that she had found him, Rey began to make her way down the other side of the dune.

Though the sun was hot and the air dry, these conditions did not slow Rey down. This climate was all Rey knew up until recently, so she paid it little mind as she easily traversed the sandy ground. As she got closer to her target she saw black fabric slightly swaying in the wind and quickened her pace once she recognized it. It was Ren's cape, she knew it. It wasn't long before she reached him and discovered that he was covered in sand from head to toe. It was all over his clothes and imbedded in his thick, dark hair. When Rey studied his face she found that his eyes were closed and she became worried. Was he alright?

"No, no," Rey mumbled to herself as she kneeled beside him. "Kylo Ren?" she said. When she got no response she began tapping his shoulder, but he still did not stir. "Ren?" she stated a little louder, but there was still nothing. His chest didn't appear to be moving and when she felt his wrist she couldn't tell if he had a pulse.

Worry was beginning to turn into panic, so she moved her hand to tap his pale cheek instead. "Come on, wake up. You can't be dead," she told his form. After a few more minutes of tapping his face to no avail, she just let her hand cradle it as she studied his bandaged face.

If Ren was dead that meant that she was alone, again. Though he had done nothing but make her life harder than it needed to be, the last thing she wanted was to be left by herself on another desert planet. He was nothing close to a friend, but she had become so used to his presence over the last few days that the thought of suddenly losing him was slightly troubling. The fact that she was the one to drag him off the pod also made her feel incredibly guilty.

She thought of Han and how displeased he would be with her if he knew that she had pulled his son to his death. No she did not just feel guilty, she felt horrible. There was always the possibility that he could have been redeemed, but now no one would ever know because of her. Despite her negative feelings towards him she wasn't surprised when she felt her eyes begin to moisten. No matter how many evil acts he had committed, he was still another human being at the end of the day. A human being she had come to know, and at least somewhat understand.

"You may be my enemy…but I know you're too strong to let something like this kill you," she softly whispered as she delicately held his face. She used her thumb to wipe away the sand from his alabaster cheek. "You have to wake up, Ben," Rey insisted, trying to reach through to him with his true name.

After another few minutes of gently holding his face, she sighed in disappointment when he did not awaken and pulled her hand away. She just shamefully sat there hunched over in the sand while watching his form, hoping, praying that he would open his eyes.

Then as if the Maker had heard her plea, Kylo Ren's eyebrow twitched.

Rey's eyes widened as she shuffled closer to him. "Ren? Are you there?" she quickly asked.

After another few seconds of slight stirring, his eyes slowly opened revealing honey brown irises that she had never noticed before. He did not move or speak as he simply stared up at Rey. He seemed momentarily confused and disoriented, but for the most part alright. However, it wouldn't hurt to make sure.

"Are you okay?" Rey slowly inquired.

She saw Ren's chapped lips part to mumble something, but she couldn't quite hear.

"What was that?"

He repeated what he said a little louder, but she still couldn't understand.

"One more time?"

He seemed irritated, but acquiesced. "I said…don't you dare do that again," Ren stiffly said a little louder.

Rey's titled her head to the side in confusion.

"Do what?" she innocently returned, hoping he was not aware of the things she had said and done to him in her despair.

"Pull me from a moving ship," he deadpanned.

Despite the severity of the situation she couldn't help but let a small smile tug at her lips as she studied Ren's serious expression. "Don't worry. I'm not planning on reliving that experience either."

A/N: They finally made it to Tatooine! Now the real fun can happen. Cue the silly adventure montage! Anyway, sorry the chapter was a little short and there wasn't too much dialogue, but the next will feature lots, I promise. We'll also get some of Kylo Ren's POV again. Updates will not be as quick until summer begins, but I will try my hardest to keep them coming. Also I want to send out a big thank you to everyone who decided to follow my story! Over 200 followers? Wow!

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