AUTHOR'S NOTE: I am so sorry for the delay in updating. I've been really struggling with some personal stuff and it's affected my writing. The next chapter shouldn't take so long to write and get posted. I have a couple of crack one shots posted, also, if you want to see Rey and Kylo in some ridiculous humor situations. Thanks for reading!

Rey lounged in her bed, half paying attention to the news broadcast on the Holonet. It was, of course, First Order sponsored, so she had little interest in the propaganda they were spreading. She was simply too lazy to change the channel and she doubted anything was on, anyhow. She was feeling drowsy from the dinner they just had. It was a grand one, too; Kommerken steak with ootoowergs again, at Kylo Ren's suggestion. He still sat in the chair he dined in, skimming through a holobook, yet Rey could tell he was restless. His foot twitched and the way his eyes darted over the screen she could tell he was barely reading. He had been even more quiet than usual over dinner.

He slammed the holobook down on the table, startling Rey. "What?" She said, annoyed he scared her.

"I can't do this," he snapped.

"Do what?"

"Leave here. Go to the Resistance. I can't do it," he stood up and began to pace the room.

Rey sighed. She had no desire to go over this and thought it was settled, "And I can't stay here. I won't."

"Why do you have to be so damn stubborn? We can have everything here, anything we want, on our terms. With the Resistance, we'll be under the thumb of someone else…"

"Your mother," Rey interrupted, "That's the problem, isn't it?"

"No. Yes. It's part of the problem, not only that she's my mother but that's she's the general of the Resistance army. The problem is that it's the Resistance and I am the First Order. Even when Snoke was alive, I was the First Order. You're under some impression going to the Resistance is going to have some sort of happy ending for us and you're wrong. There might be a happy ending for you, but not for me, not for us. At least here I can make my own ending, happy or otherwise."

She stared at him hard, "You know I can't stay here."

"Why not?" He asked, exasperated. "You can have anything you want, anything. I can give you whatever you want."

"First off, if I want something, I earn it, not just get it because I'm fucking Kylo Ren," she stood up off of the bed to face him. "Secondly, I can't support you going out and randomly killing people, taking over planets and spreading rule by fear. So, honey, how was your day? How many villagers did you kill? I believe in democracy."

"I never randomly kill anyone. There's always a purpose," Kylo crossed his arms, feeling slightly defensive. "Sometimes rule needs to be spread by force. Look at the lawlessness on Jakku. Do you think," he made a face, "diplomacy will work on a place like that?"

"I'm not sure, but flames and murder are certainly not the answer, either!"

Kylo wanted to be a smart ass and tell her that flames and murder were always the answer, but he didn't dare. He did let a sardonic smile play on his lips, nonetheless, "Rey, do you think I'm going to suddenly change when I get there? That I'm going to become Ben Solo? Do you think I can shed the Dark Side like a cloak from my shoulders?"

His smile was dark, foreboding. "I, I don't know. I don't know what's going to happen."

"Neither do I, but it's not what you're expecting."

"How do you know what I'm expecting?" She snapped. "Stay out of my head."

"I'm not in your head, Rey. I do know that you're irritatingly optimistic and always hope for the best and want everyone to be happy. You're the most hopeful person I've ever met. I also know that's unrealistic."

"Hope is never unrealistic," she retorted.

"Did your family ever come back for you?" He regretted saying it as soon as it came out of his mouth but he was never one to think before he spoke when he was angry. The worst part was he couldn't wipe the smile off of his face.

"You bastard," she hissed, tears welling up in her eyes before she could even think of stopping them. "I can't believe I love you."

"I can't either, to tell the truth," he shrugged. "But let's not act like you don't know what you're getting into. I'm not Ben Solo. Ben Solo is dead. You might see glimpses of the boy that was once Ben Solo, but the man is Kylo Ren. I am not a nice man. I am not a good person. If that is something you can't handle, then perhaps I should stay here while you go on."

Rey felt the tears spill over onto her cheeks and she covered her mouth with her hand. She began to sob in earnest, her body shaking with each breath. Kylo walked towards her, but with every step she took took one backwards until she was against the bed.

"Maybe you should just go, Rey." His tone was even with no emotion.

"Is that what you want?" She whispered between sobs.

"No. What I want is for you to stay here with me, but what I want seems irrelevant," he had seen Rey cry before, but hadn't been the cause. Part of him wanted to try and comfort her, but the other was still angry and lashing out. He reached his hand up to caress her face, but stopped short.

Rey could feel his confusion and anger. "Why are you doing this?"

"I told you. I'm not a good person. Are you truly prepared for the consequences if I go with you? Not just the consequences of what will happen with the Resistance, but the consequences of being with me?"

"I haven't thought beyond," she paused. She hadn't thought ahead at all. All she knew for certain was that General Organa granted him immunity from execution and that he would be kept safe. "I don't know, Ben. All I know is that I can't stay here because I will become something I'll eventually become to despise and maybe you will, too. Have you thought of the consequences if I stay here?"

"There are no consequences," he snapped. "I am Supreme Leader. I answer and bow to no one."

"Until someone rises up against you like you did with Snoke."

"At least my fate is in my own hands in that event," he crossed his arms across his chest.

"And what of me, Ben? What would happen to me if you were defeated? You know, it is possible. I defeated you once. Do you think I'll have a place in the First Order then? Will your enemies take me in with open arms? You haven't remotely thought of the consequences of my staying here."

Kylo shuffled his feet uncomfortably, "You'll have the full protection of the Knights of Ren. I'll see to it."

"Unless they're the ones that turn on you," she had stopped crying and was becoming angry.

He wanted to say that would never happen but he thought back to Jaxion's challenge before. It occurred to him that he really didn't have anyone in the First Order he could trust but did Snoke? Wasn't that simply a risk of being a leader? "That's one of the risks one takes when becoming a leader."

"No one is plotting to kill your mother."

Kylo gave a sarcastic laugh, "That you know of."

"No, Ben. You know that's not how things work there."

"Rey, are you so naive as to think there are not people in the Resistance with bad intentions? That there isn't corruption in the mechanics of the New Republic?" He shook his head. He knew she made good points about her safety if something ever happened to him.

"You're afraid," she said.

"Don't be ridiculous," he scoffed. "I have nothing to fear." He felt her gently probing his mind with the Force, but made no attempt at shutting her out.

"You're afraid," she paused. "You're afraid we'll be separated."

He didn't immediately reply, just looked down to the floor. "Perhaps. Aren't you?"

"No. Maybe, just a little," Rey slid her arms around his waist, laying her head on his chest. "Everything is going to work out. I know it. I can feel it."

"There's that irritating hope again," he laid his cheek against the top of her head, wrapping his arms around her. "I am afraid, Rey. I love you more than I could ever imagine loving someone. I never imagined loving someone until you and I can't imagine ever loving anyone else. You are my Light, my Dark, my grey. You are my everything."

Rey was so overcome with emotion, she wasn't sure how to respond. She just held on to him tighter and let her emotions flow through his mind via their bond. Still next to the bed, Kylo bent his knees and gently guided her down, cradling her against his side. She snuggled close to him and placed her hand on his chest. Taking her hand in his, he brought it to his lips. He gently kissed each fingertip and each knuckle on each finger and thumb while gazing deeply into her eyes. His soft lips against her skin and intent gaze gave her chills, making her shiver despite being held warm against him. His mouth moved from her hand to her lips, softly pressing his against hers, his tongue lightly grazing across. Bringing his hand to her face, he caressed her cheek and pushed the always present rowdy strands of hair back. She smiled when his fingers tickled her ear. "I love when you smile," he said.

"Why?"

"Because it makes me smile and I haven't had a reason to smile in a very long time," he kissed her again, softly parting her lips with his tongue and finding hers. They let their tongues dance lazily in each other's mouths, discovering one another as if it was their first kiss again. Ben ran his hands up and down her back, savoring the way her body felt even through her shirt. He brought his hands to her waist and rolled on to his back, shifting her on top of him. She naturally straddled him, laughing as she did so. She hated to admit how much she liked that he could move her around so easily.

She took her finger and traced the scar on his cheek that lead down to his neck and into his shirt, "I'm so sorry."

He took her hand, "I told you not to be. It could have easily been fixed. I thought it would be the only thing you ever give to me."

Taking her hand from his, she ran it over his chest to the hem of his shirt. Lightly tugging on it, she said, "Why don't we take this off?"

"Be my guest," he said, raising his arms.

She smiled pulled his shirt up as he lifted himself up slightly so she could remove it. She ran both hands down his chest and over his stomach, tracing the lines of his muscles and his numerous scars. "It's said that every scar has a story. You have many stories to tell, Ben Solo."

His eyes grew dark for a moment, "Most, if not all, of those stories would be told as Kylo Ren and," he paused, "would not be for your ears. I told you I'm not a good person. I've done things I've had to do and I'm not proud of."

"I have to accept and love you for who you are. All of it," she leaned down and kissed him. "And I have to forgive you for some of them."

"Can you?"

"I have to if I am going to love you," it was her turn to brush his hair back from his face. "I have no other choice and I would make no other choice because I love you." She kissed him again, then moved to kiss his ear and nuzzle into his neck.

He sighed and rubbed the back of her neck, "I do not deserve you."

"You deserve love, Ben," her breath hot on his neck. "You deserve forgiveness." He groaned as her hips ground against his and she felt him hard underneath her. She smiled as she swung her leg off of him and grabbed the waistband of his pants. He kicked off his boots as she pulled his pants up and over his erection, taking it in her hands before he even had time to get his legs fully out of his pants.

"Someone is in a hurry," he smirked at her.

"Are you complaining?"

"Absolutely not, m'lady," he put his hands behind his head with a smug look on his face. "But you could stand to lose some clothes."

"In good time," she smiled at him while slowly stroking his cock. It quivered in her hand in response. "I thought since I enjoy it so much when you go down on me, I should return the favor." She softly kissed the head of his cock, causing him to sit straight up. "What? You don't want me to?" She said with a not so innocent look on her face.

"Yes, of course, I mean, I just didn't," he stopped talking as she wrapped her mouth around him and started to move up and down. "Oh, kriffing hell," he said as he fell back on the bed.

Admittedly, Rey had no idea what she was doing, but she figured enthusiasm would make up for experience. She found out she wasn't able to go very far down at first, but then again, Ben wasn't exactly small. Even without experience, she knew a big dick when she saw one. She started going faster but soon felt Ben pull out of her mouth. "Not so fast," he said, almost gasping.

"Why? Am I doing something wrong?"

"No, oh no. I won't last for very long if you keep going like that. You have me a little...excited," this was by no means the first blow job he had ever received. He had been given plenty of blow jobs as Kylo Ren, but this was his first as Ben and yes, there was quite a difference and quite a difference that it was Rey.

Rey shyly smiled, "Ben, I have no idea what I'm doing."

He sat up slightly to reach down and stroke her hair, "There is nothing you could do wrong except use your teeth too much."

She cocked an eyebrow at him, "Too much?"

He gave her a devilish grin, "Yes, too much. You have much to learn, padawan." He lightly pinched her cheek. "Just mimic what I do to you that you like." Rey didn't say anything, just put her mouth back over the head of his cock and swirled her tongue around it in circles. "Aw, holy hell, Rey," he groaned as she slowly started to move her mouth up and down, still trailing circles with her tongue. For not knowing what she was doing, she sure as hell was doing a good job, Ben thought. She was mesmerized by the way he smelled and tasted. It was much more pleasant than she expected; a mix of sweet and salty, still smelling a hint of leather from his pants he wore earlier in the day.

She took his cock out of her mouth and ran her tongue along the underside of it from the base up to the tip, then swirling her tongue around the tip and lightly sucking it. She felt Ben shudder as she did that, so she did it again, but slower and sucked a little harder when she got to the tip. She felt him shudder and moan with that and smiled to herself. She was beginning to get wet from his arousal, that warm pressure starting to build in her center. She put his cock fully in her mouth and began to suck in earnest, but still slowly moving up and down. Ben's hips started to rise as she sucked harder. She started to go faster and she felt her own need to be touched growing. As she steadied herself with one hand on Ben, she used the other to push aside the waistband on her pants and find her nub, already slick and wet. As she rubbed herself harder and harder, she moved her mouth faster and faster on Ben's cock until he abruptly pushed her off, causing her to squeal a little. "What?" she said. He had stopped her right before she was about to come.

"Stop! I don't want to come in your mouth. Not yet anyway," he said between heavy breaths. "Or at least you should know it's about to happen and not be a surprise."

"Oh...yea. Yes, thank you," she wasn't exactly sure what to say but he had a very good point. She realized she still had her hand down her own pants. She slid them off and straddled him again, his cock resting firmly against her ass. Ben reached out and ran his hands up and down her thighs, gently tracing every line of her muscles, taut and lean from years of hard work on Jakku and then training with the Resistance.

"Hold on," he said as he started to take his gloves off.

Rey tried to hide the surprise on her face but couldn't. "You're taking your gloves off?" It occurred to her she hadn't seen him without both gloves off before. She was fascinated by seeing his fingers come out of the gloves one by one.

"Yes. I want to feel you. Really feel you. All of you." He moved up to her back, running his bare fingers along every notch on her back, making sure to feel every inch of her, discovering every part of her body. Her skin was ridiculously soft, softer than he could ever imagine. He brought his hands to her breasts, cupping them with his hands and running his thumbs over her nipples, causing her to shiver. They were full and warm against his hands, a sensation he had never felt before. He pulled on her shirt, bringing it up and over her head, discarding it to the side. He sat up and pulled her close to him and she wrapped her legs around him with her arms around his neck. He wrapped his arms around her and rubbed his hands up and down her back, then placed one on her neck, bringing her head close to him and kissed her, slow and softly. He was glad he had never taken his gloves off with any other woman. This was a feeling he wanted to only have with Rey, something he could share with only her.

They were so close together that even light could not penetrate between them. His lips moved from her mouth to her cheek as he lightly dusted it with kisses, across her nose to her other cheek and then down to her neck. She leaned her head back slightly to give him access to the most sensitive parts so his kisses and nibbles could cause her to quietly moan in pleasure from just the smallest attention. She leaned back further and guided him to her breasts, running her hands through his hair as he sucked and bit at her nipple. She whispered his name into his ear as one breast was manipulated by his mouth and the other by his hand, sending sensations through her body.

She brought his face up to hers to hungrily kiss him, but he slowed her down, "Easy now," as he kissed her softly. "I want to take my time. This might be the last time I get to do this with you."

Rey shook her head, pushing some hair behind his ear, "Don't be ridiculous."

He took her hand in his and held her arm out. Taking his other hand, he traced it along her arm from her shoulder to her fingertips, taking in every detail of it. His whisper soft touch gave her goosebumps and she shivered a bit. His bare hand felt so foreign against her skin but his hands were so soft from being constantly in the gloves it felt divine. Rey's own hands had always been rough from her time on Jakku and had only began to soften up since she had left there. He took his hand and softly rubbed her shoulder, then her neck, pulling her in for another sweet, long kiss. He shifted his body to lay her back on the bed, gently spreading her legs apart. He put his body in between them and balanced on his elbows over her and leaned down to kiss her lips. He kissed her deeply, savoring the taste of her lips, brushing his tongue over them before pushing into her mouth.

He didn't linger long before moving down to her neck, then her clavicles, leaving a trail of kisses in his wake. He made his way to her breast, making his way to her nipple and causing her breath to catch in her throat as he circled his tongue around it. He put his lips on it and lightly sucked and nibbled, making Rey reach for him and run her hand through his hair. She moaned and pressed his head down, urging him for more. He was more than happy to oblige and continued to suckle, applying more pressure as he felt her react to him. When he stopped, she whimpered in protest, but he still continued on his path down, kissing her ribs and stomach, his long hair tickling her skin and making her giggle. He couldn't help but laugh with her, the kind of secret laugh two people drunk on love making share with no one else. She stopped laughing and inhaled sharply when he reached the top of her sex and started to give feathery kisses. His hair was soft and wispy against her inner thighs and only added to the sensation. He kissed all around the outside folds of her, then used a gentle finger to open up what waited within. He tickled her nub with just the tip of his tongue, sending electricity instantly through her body.

She was always amazed at how sensitive she was there and how he knew exactly what to do to make her climax. He began to lick her in earnest, making circles with his tongue and then lapping at her, making her arch her back and grab at his hair. He began to suck on her clit and while doing so, slipped two fingers into her, causing her to cry out his name. He released her clit and worked his fingers slowly in and out of her, keeping a steady rhythm, but in no hurry. He wanted to savor every moment, every movement. He wanted to hear every breath she made, every moan, every whisper. He truly felt this might be the last time he would make love to her and he wanted to fully experience every moment.

His mouth returned to her clit as his fingers continued to work in and out of her and she was practically thrashing on the bed. She put her arms under his shoulders and pulled him up as far as she could, "Ben Solo," she said. "I want you now."

"Oh really? I wasn't done," he pulled himself up even with her face and kissed her. She tasted herself on his lips and it only made her want him inside of her more. He took his hand and led his cock to her opening and slowly entered. He heard her gasp as he penetrated her deeper and deeper, ridiculously slow. He grabbed her hands and pulled them above her head, lacing their fingers together. Soon he was fully in her and his chest was against hers. "Better?" She only quickly nodded in reply, biting her lower lip. He started a maddeningly slow rhythm, going almost all the way out of her to all the way in, inch by inch. He wanted to feel as much of her as he could, as slowly as he could, before he lost control. Rey squirmed under him, wishing he would go faster. "In good time, like you told me earlier," he gave her a wicked grin.

She returned his grin, "I hate you." She raised her legs up and wrapped them around his waist, changing the angle of his penetration.

"I know," he said, as he quickened his pace. Her fingers tightened around his and she moaned, a low, guttural sound. Soon he couldn't help but go faster, her hips bucking up to meet his as he drove into her over and over, as they both were climbing towards their peaks. Rey hit hers first, crying out Ben's name over and over as white lights exploded and waves of ecstasy flowed over her body. Ben wasn't far behind as he emptied his seed into her, driving deep and hard, burying himself within her as far as he could. He shuddered as the last of his orgasm overtook him. He collapsed next to Rey, immediately pulling her to his chest. She snuggled as close to him as she could, wrapping her arm across his broad chest. He ran his hand through her hair, while he kissed the top of her head.

"I won't let them take you from me," she said.

"Hmmm?" Ben murmured.

"When we get there, I won't let them take you from me," she trailed her fingers along his chest. "We won't be separated."

He was starting to doze off, "I know you won't."

"I know I don't express my feelings as well as you," she paused. "And I wouldn't admit to them as readily as you, but that doesn't mean they're not as strong or as true as yours."

He squeezed her a bit, "I know, love. I can tell how you feel through our bond." He yawned. "Go to sleep. Tomorrow will be exhausting no matter what happens." He took the blanket and threw it over both of them. Rey only nodded and closed her eyes to go to sleep.

"Ready?" Rey made all the necessary manipulations for shutdown on Kylo Ren's shuttle as she landed in the hangar of the Resistance base.

"No," Kylo said flatly as he rose out of his chair and straightened his robe. He placed his mask on, the hiss of the hydraulics holding it in place. He arranged his hood over it. "Let's get this over with."

"You're wearing that?" she asked.

"Yes. They want Kylo Ren, they're getting Kylo Ren."

"Don't you think you look a bit threatening?"

"I like to think I'm threatening but approachable."

Rey shook her head, "Now is not the time for your antics." She held out her hand, but he didn't take it. "What?"

"I don't think that's a good idea," he said.

"What do you mean?"

"Bringing Kylo Ren back to the Resistance is a big enough bomb shell. Bringing Kylo Ren back as your boyfriend might be just a little too much. We should take it slowly."

"You're right," Rey nodded. "Let's see how things go. The gangway is down."

Kylo pulled himself up to his full height. "Let's go." He followed Rey through the shuttle to the gangway.

As Rey exited the shuttle, she practically ran to where General Organa, Finn, Poe and a few others were standing in the hangar, waiting for them to deboard. There was a semi circle of Resistance soldiers around them with short blasters at the ready and behind them was a row of Resistance soldiers with rifle blasters ready and another row in front of them on one knee, also with rifle blasters at the ready. Kylo did not follow at Rey's pace, but slowly walked in the direction she took. He did make sure to keep his hands to the front and made sure they could see them. He was fairly sure if he made any sort of move that was too quick or just anything remotely suspicious, it would be his last move. It was clear the blasters were pointed in his direction and not Rey's as he moved slightly to the right of where she was and all of the soldiers deviated to that angle. Kylo smiled behind his mask. Welcome home, Ren, he wryly thought. He stopped a few feet short of the circle Rey was now surrounded in, being greeted by the friends she had so desperately wanted to get back to for reasons that Kylo couldn't fathom.

General Organa was the first to embrace her, "Rey, I'm so glad you're alright. We had almost lost hope of finding you." The General did glance over Rey's shoulder to get a glimpse of Kylo Ren as he stood off to the side of the group.

Rey hugged her back as hard as she could, "I had lost hope of ever getting out of there! But then Ben killed Snoke…"

Finn interrupted her, "Kylo Ren killed Supreme Leader Snoke?"

"Yes, FN-2187, I killed Supreme Leader Snoke," Kylo said, his voice robotic through the modulator on the mask. "Why do you sound so surprised? You have seen me kill."

"I just, nothing. I'm just glad Rey is home," Finn turned his attention away from Kylo. He could truly care less if the man that had tried to kill him had killed Snoke, was there or really anything. The only thing that mattered was that Rey was back with them. He then grabbed Rey up in a hug and spun her around, causing Kylo to bristle and ball his hands into fists. Finn shot Kylo a dirty look over Rey's shoulder as he kissed her on the cheek. It was all Kylo could do to not Force choke him right then and there and finish what he should have on Starkiller base.

BB-8 rolled up and bumped into Rey's leg, beeping excitedly. "Yes, I've missed you, too, Bee Bee Ate!" Rey leaned down and gave the little droid a hug. Kylo cocked his head and admired how she was kind to every being she encountered, sentient or otherwise. The only time she wasn't was she was in danger and that was certainly acceptable. Kylo sighed as he began to realize that she was right. She didn't belong on the Dark Side, as part of the First Order and maybe not even with him. However, this wasn't the time nor place to contemplate that.

"Poe!" Rey stood up and greeted the pilot with a huge hug.

"Rey!" he shouted, then lowered his voice. "Did he hurt you? Did he do anything to you? I'll kill him if he did anything to you."

Kylo chuckled behind his mask, "If you only knew, Dameron," he thought.

"No, no Poe. Not at all. Not even once. He was gracious and kind, he got me better rooms and food. I really was his guest."

Poe gave her a funny look, "Rey, you were his prisoner."

"Well, yes, but I was never in any danger from him. Others yes, but…" Rey stopped, not knowing how to explain without revealing their relationship.

General Organa put a hand on her shoulder, "It doesn't matter, Rey. All that matters is that you're here with us now and you're safe. We'll have you go to the med bay for a physical to make sure you're alright and figure out what we're going to do from there. I'll need to debrief you at some point, I'm sure your friends would like to celebrate and I'm sure you'd like to get some rest. I imagine you didn't sleep well during your imprisonment." Rey didn't know how to respond to that, given she had been sleeping in a bed with the General's son so she just nodded. The General took a few steps forward. "Ben."

"General Organa."

"You're certainly much taller than the last time I've seen you," she said. The soldiers with the short blasters moved with her, keeping her surrounded. Poe, Finn and Rey stayed where they were.

"That happens after fifteen years," he dryly responded.

"Will you remove your mask so I can see the face of the man my son has grown into?"

"Your son is gone but you may see the face of Kylo Ren," he reached up and pressed the buttons to release the hydraulics to the mask and removed it.

Her breath caught in her throat as she looked upon her son. He had indeed grown into a man, but the same sad eyes were still there. The same soft lips that had never smiled enough as a child and probably never smiled as a man. General Organa felt tears coming and made no effort to stop them.

"I'm sorry, Ben. I'm sorry for what happened then and I'm sorry for what's going to happen now," before he could even react, the soldiers around her were now surrounding him. Two flanked him from behind and kicked him in the back of the knee, buckling him forward, where he landed on his knees. Two others grabbed his arms before he fell to the floor and put them behind him, placing Mandalorian shackles on his wrists. Mandalorian shackles were strong enough that they could even bind Force users. His mask rolled away, resting near Rey's feet.

"NO!" Rey tried to go to Kylo, but Finn and Poe held her back. "General, what are you doing?"

"Forgive me, Rey," she looked from Rey to Kylo, "but I have to protect the Resistance and those who are loyal to the cause."

"You promised me he would be kept safe!" Rey now had tears to match General Organa's.

"And he will be kept safe. In a cell. Ben Solo, also known as Kylo Ren, you are under arrest for war crimes against the New Republic, up to and including the destruction of the Hosnian system, the murder of Lor San Tekka and the murder," General Organa's voice hung up in her throat, "and for the murder of Han Solo. Take him to detention."

"NO! You can't!" Rey tried to follow the soldiers, but Finn and Poe still had a firm grip on her.

"Rey, what is wrong with you?" Finn asked, holding one of her shoulders while Poe held the other.

"They can't take him!" she sobbed. "I promised him! BEN!" She cried out.

He looked back at her, "Rey!" He shouted.

Rey struggled to get away from Finn and Poe, "You can't take him! I won't let you take him! I LOVE HIM!" Light fixtures started to pop and the sound of durasteel bending could be heard.

"REY, NO!" Kylo yelled, looking back at her again. "STOP! We'll figure this out. Everything will be alright!"

Rey sank to the floor, still being held by Finn and Poe, "They can't take him," she sobbed. "I promised him we would stay together."

"You love him?" Poe said, incredulous. "Rey, what happened there?"

She noticed his helmet and picked it up as she stood back up, only to watch them lead Kylo out of the hangar, "I promised him," she repeated, clutching his helmet to her chest.

"Rey," Finn said, looking at her like she was a stranger, "What in the hell is going on?"