Soooo. I was rereading the last chapter and in the last sentence I used 'no' instead of 'know'. PLEASE FORGIVE ME. I guess it's back to proofreading before updating new chapters . BTW, due to the amount of responses I've had to this story the past few days, I decided to update again today, so I hope the story is moving at a decent pace for you all!
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"She is blocking me," Kylo Ren spat out to himself, pacing the abandoned corridor. He wanted to lash out with his lightsaber, destroy the fixtures adorning the hallway. Instead, he paced back and forth, attempting to seek the control he was having an even more difficult time holding on to. Ever since he had seen how she was spending her time away from him.
The scavenger whore. She thought she could just manipulate him? Make him feel as if he would abandon all of his practices, his hard work, for her? Did she truly think she could get away with it? He was so angry. So furious. Kylo Ren could not remember a time when someone had gotten so far under his skin that it was nearly impossible to remove their influence.
He assumed, all of those weeks ago when he invaded her dreams, that she would be easy to be rid of. He could kill her and finally shed the light that so torturously lingered in his soul. He would finally be free to pursue his true purpose with the dark side and yet when he had seen her, so beautiful and fierce in her attempt to escape him, Kylo Ren's resolve had faltered.
He had still cared for the wench. Still remembered the way she had felt in his arms, how seductive she was, how everything about her had drawn her to him, like a moth to a flame. And just like the moth, he had been burned.
Like a fool, he kept coming back.
Hadn't the Supreme Leader made him aware of his terrible errors? To help her escape sentencing had been nearly unforgivable. To let her escape, YET AGAIN, had been almost more treacherous than before. But she had looked upon him with such longing, with such heartache. She'd been clad in a white gown and she positively glowed in his presence, almost like the angel he used to think of her.
It had made his resolve falter, his intent to kill her weaken. Perhaps he could have still turned her to his cause, persuaded her to join him. Maybe if she joined him, they could overthrow the Supreme Leader. They could rule The First Order and all of the galaxy TOGETHER.
That had been his new plan, or maybe it had been his plan all along, from the moment he carried her on to his ship and brought her to Star Killer Base. To be the most powerful off all the Jedi and Sith combined. To be truly unstoppable. So he had graciously allowed her to live, to escape him again. To be merciful.
But that was all gone. It had all changed the moment Supreme Leader exposed her whorish ways to Kylo Ren. To seek solace in the pathetic and easily killable pilot, POE DAMERON. She was probably fucking the traitor also.
Who knew? She had probably been all over Luke Skywalker as well. And who would resist such a tempting morsel?
Kylo Ren hadn't been able to, as much as he had wanted to distance himself from her. She had probably thrown herself at the last Jedi and spread her legs wide, exposing every delectable piece of herself...
Kylo Ren's lightsaber exploded into action, ripping through the metal walls in the corridor as if slicing through paper. Over and over again, he struck out in a blind rage, picturing Rey with anyone other than himself. No, picturing the scavenger whore with anyone else.
Soon enough, she would be at his mercy and there would truly be no one else for the scavenger. He would be her last. And then he would kill her.
The time for the scavenger's death had come and Kylo Ren knew it was long overdue.
He smiled as he sheathed his lightsaber, walking purposefully towards his ship.
It was time.
"Congratulations, Rey. You're pregnant." A medical droid held up a vial of her blood as if in happiness at such news.
Rey's eyes widened in panic and she felt the room spinning almost before she found herself flat on her back, the bed in the med unit under her. She blinked several times before General Organa was able to come into focus. Had Rey passed out from the shock? It certainly felt like it. Oh what was she going to do now? Surely this couldn't be happening. Maybe she was still dreaming? She had been sleeping pretty heavily the past few weeks. Maybe this entire thing was a nightmare, constructed by her mind at Poe's cryptic and irritating words earlier.
Although Rey highly doubted it. She stared at Leia Organa for a few moments, truly taking in the woman in front of her.
The General looked both thrilled and terrified. Rey could definitely relate.
"I don't... I don't understand. Why is this happening?" General Organa merely raised an eyebrow at the young woman and Rey's breath caught. Well, obviously Rey didn't want General Organa to go into detail about what Rey had been doing with her son. "I mean, I know how this happened, I just don't understand HOW. It was only the one time. I mean, the only actual time we were together physically. The rest, it was just in our minds. So that doesn't count. That can't count. It was just the one time." Rey repeated it like an affirmation. As if her declaration could possibly produce a different result from the droid before her.
It was just the one time.
General Organa's eyebrows lowered in sympathy, her lips trembling slightly at the predicament they had now all found themselves in. "Unfortunately dear, once is all it takes." Once is all it takes.
"I think I'm going to be sick." Rey leaned to the side of the bed, finding a bucket and throwing up the meal she'd had only a few hours before. What was she going to do now? Jedi weren't supposed to have children. Surely her training was over. Especially if it could harm the baby.
The baby.
Rey puked again, whimpering as her stomach clenched painfully and sweat dripped from her forehead.
She was having a baby. Kylo Ren was the father. The only man she had ever loved. Who was a monster. And the father of her child. A monster who tried to murder her in her sleep on a few weeks ago... The last time she had seen him.
"I can't be having his baby. I can't." Rey fell back onto the bed, throwing her forearm over her eyes, hoping it would dull the sense of tears she could feel building.
"You are having his baby. Unless... Are you thinking of terminating? You should only be a little over a month, maybe closer to two. Now would be the time."
Rey sat up abruptly, hands clutching her stomach protectively. "No! I mean, I can't. I can't abandon my own child, not after having had that fate for myself." Although, it had been Kylo who had abandoned her all those years ago. But nonetheless, she wouldn't abandon something that was hers, even if Kylo Ren would surely seek to claim the child himself. Would he kill her if she stood in the way of him and his heir?
"We can't tell anyone. We mustn't. If Kylo finds out... He'll come for me. You know he will." Rey clutched General Organa's shoulder, her eyes pleading with the older woman.
General Organa sighed, nodding her head in acknowledgment. "I agree with you, Rey. If he found out, it would spell disaster. Especially if this child is as strong or stronger than the both of you. There is no record of a child being born of two Force users. I don't know what this could mean, but if my grandchild fell into his father's hands, it would surely spell out disaster for the galaxy. For all of us."
"What do we do?" Rey asked, her voice trembling as tears filled her eyes. She already knew what had to be done, but a part of her, a selfish part, screamed in denial. She was going to flee like a coward. Run away. Be alone, all over again.
She needed to pull herself together, even if she now knew it was hormones from a pregnancy that were causing her to lose control of herself at times. She took a deep breath, steadying her pulse and thoughts before looking directly at the General.
"First, we need to get you out of here, the sooner the better. We can't keep you with the population. In a few more months you will begin to show and others will begin to speculate. I would love to assume there are no traitors or spies among us, but we must remain vigilant. It is no longer safe for you here."
Rey nodded, although she felt hollow inside. She was going to leave the only true family she had ever known to raise a baby in secret. She knew this was to be the only way, but it still saddened her. Made her heart feel even heavier.
"Luke will be going with you."
"But Master Luke is needed here." Rey protested, although her heart lifted with the knowledge she wouldn't be abandoned. General Organa held up a firm hand, stopping whatever other protest might have left Rey's mouth.
"Yes, he is, but he is needed with you as well. If it becomes dire here for us, we will know how to contact Luke, unlike the last time when he was missing for years. You and the baby are more important." General Organa's eyes softened, placing her hand on top of Rey's as they both clutched at her stomach. "I never thought I would have a grand child. You'll be a wonderful mother, Rey."
Rey smiled slightly, although it was mostly frozen on her face. The entire scenario was completely surreal to her. Completely surreal. Only a few hours ago she had been napping, enjoying the peaceful rest she now had, ever since she had blocked Kylo Ren from her mind.
Now everything had changed.
She had changed. She was pregnant and she was leaving the Resistance, probably for good. As long as Kylo Ren remained with Snoke, there was no hope of Rey returning to the fight with a child in tow. Especially if the child looked anything like Kylo Ren, although most hadn't seen him without a helmet. But if he looked like General Organa or Han Solo... Perhaps he would take after Obi Wan Kenobi and favor Rey's lineage?
And she was already thinking of her child as a son.. Wasn't that bizarre? She could just as very well have a daughter, but for some reason in her heart, in her mind, she knew she carried a son.
"I've been speaking with Luke, and he thinks he might be capable of masking your presence from Kylo Ren, at least for the next several months until the baby is born. If you're up for it, he might be able to teach you in the event you need to hide yourself without the assistance of Luke." Rey nodded, still feeling numb.
"I'm not letting you leave without me, not again." Finn said, hand around a bag that seemed to be holding all of his important possessions. As a Stormtooper, he never had anything that was truly his, which made adapting to a life constantly on the move easy. His only prized possession was the jacket Poe had given him, which he always wore. It freed up the space in his bag, which seemed to hold a few books, a hologram of some sort and his clothing.
Rey smiled sadly at her friend. She didn't think Finn would want to leave with her, especially if he were aware of the reasons. Before she could utter a denial, Master Luke came around the corner, his own possessions in a bag similar to Finn's. He walked until he came upon the two individuals.
"We will be glad to have you with us, Finn. Although you should know, the odds of us coming back to the Resistance in the near future, most likely several months, is basically impossible. We are going deep underground, which also means no communication unless absolutely necessary. Is that something you are willing to do?"
Finn looked at Rey, smiling sheepishly at her before answering. "Well, as Rey knows, I didn't exactly sign up for the Rebellion a year ago. It kind of fell into my lap. I came here because Rey was determined to help. If she's going, so am I."
"Fantastic. I hope you don't mind, we'll be taking another friend with us. It is his ship, after all." And with that, Master Luke boarded the Millennium Falcon, Chewbacca roaring from the ship, no doubt welcoming Luke aboard.
Finn swore before smiling at Rey. "Sorry. You know that big fur ball hates me."
"Oh come on now, you and he are practically best friends."
And with that, the two boarded the Falcon and waited for a few med droids to hop on board with several sets of equipment. Finn only raised an eyebrow at Rey but remained silent.
She would tell him soon, she promised herself.