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While the Resistance took the time to celebrate their victory, even if it was in the smallest of celebrations, Ash found herself disappearing from the party. While the Resistance had every reason to memorialize their triumph over the First Order; Ash didn't feel the same. At least, she felt she didn't have a reason to celebrate.
She had friends on that base. Friends she wasn't sure made it out alive. Then, there was Kylo Ren. He was left injured on StarKiller; Rey had defeated him in an epic lightsaber battle. While Ash knew he wasn't dead, there was a sick sense of remorse in the fact that she didn't come to his aid. Should she have? She was focused on getting Rey and Finn out of harm's way instead. What did that say about her?
Ash snuck away to her apartment, the door closing firmly behind her as she sat on her bed. She did the only thing she could do in that moment... she traveled across the stars…
She was standing in an infirmary room, one she couldn't truly place where, but that wasn't something that mattered. What mattered was the unconscious man lying on the gurney in front of her. He was hooked up to a machine that blipped and beeped every so often; he wasn't dead.
Ash came closer, looking down at the shirtless Kylo Ren as he lied there unmoving. His eyes fluttering under his eyelids; he was dreaming. He looked so peaceful. However, she knew it wouldn't stay that way when he woke up and saw what Rey had done to him. A large, black skin graph adorned his right cheek. His right side had another skin graph from where Chewbacca had shot him. He also had a nasty burn mark on his right shoulder.
Her small hand found his larger one; lacing her fingers with his. She knew he could feel it, even if she wasn't there. She knew he could feel her projection regardless. He only confirmed as much as his mouth parted slightly, letting out an airy word. The only word that she wished he hadn't. He said her name. It was clear as day. Ash leaned down, placing her lips to his forehead and lingering for a moment before kissing him.
Reluctantly she pulled away, still holding his hand. "There are so many things I don't forgive you for." She said, knowing he probably couldn't hear her. "So many things I want to hate you for… and I can't. I want to so badly and I just can't." Ash bit her lip nervously, why she was nervous in the first place was beyond her. It wasn't like he was going to wake up and fight her. "I still want to come home, against my better judgment, against everything I believe in. I still want to come home." Ash squeezed his hand just a little tighter. "But I don't think I can come home yet."
With one last look at the man on the infirmary bed, Ash pulled herself back from this space and back to her own. She had a feeling she'd be seeing him soon anyway.
His eyes opened ever so delicately, adjusting to the lighting of his apartment. With a sharp exhale, he looked to his right. His heart began to quicken its normal pace as he stared at the peaceful resting face of the red haired girl next to him. Relief washed over him almost as quickly as the panic set in. It was all a dream. It had to have been. She was here, lying next to him and safe. Right where she had always belonged.
Her lips curled slightly upward. "You're staring." Her eyes opening. Stars, he never knew he could miss those eyes so much. Without another word, he turned to his side to fully face her. His arm wrapping around her as he pulled her to his chest. The smile evident in her voice now. "Not that I'm complaining, but why so loving this morning?"
"I can't just want to hold you?" He mumbled.
"I think you just want to get out of your duties today." Ash replied teasingly as she leaned up and kissed his chin. "I promise I'll make it worth your while if we can get everything done today."
He grinned. "I like the sound of that."
Ash pushed him over as she rolled on top of him, straddling his waist as she looked down at him. She leaned down, kissing him sweetly before rolling off him completely and getting off the bed. "Come on, Supreme Leader. We have things to do."
Supreme Leader? He looked confused at first as Ashlyn walked over to a rather large closet, grabbing something from inside and headed for the refresher. He sat up, confusion still washing over him as he tried to remember. He was Supreme Leader now. He looked around the apartment, the much bigger apartment. Hell, even his bed was giant in comparison. He realized then this was a vision, he knew it in some capacity of his mind. A vision he was really enjoying. However, he didn't realize just how much he enjoyed it until Ash emerged from the refresher.
She was adjusting the button on her First Order uniform, however, there was a different insignia on the shoulder and all black instead of dark grey. Her red hair pulled back into a tight ponytail. She grinned as she looked at him once more. "Get dressed!"
Kylo Ren got off the bed and walked over to where he assumed his wardrobe was. He grabbed his typical Commander outfit, the only thing he really recognized before walking into the refresher and dressing. Something was off, some detail that was telling him that something was wrong. Yet, he brushed it off. This couldn't be wrong, right? It felt so good.
After dressing for the day, he walked over to Ashlyn as she lead him to the throne room. "He's very excited that you agreed to start his training today." Ash mentioned in passing.
"Who is?" Kylo frowned.
Ash chuckled. "You still have sleep on the brain." The two turned the corner, only to be greeted by General Hux.
"Oh good, you're both finally awake." He mused.
"Blame this one." Ash nodded to Ren.
"I'd never blame our Supreme Leader." His tone mocking, however, he knew he could get away with it. After all they had been through, he was one of the safe ones. The trio continued on to the throne room, entering the large red and black room with the single black, crystallized chair at the center. "Phasma is finishing combat training with your son as we speak-"
Kylo Ren immediately stopped paying attention as Hux continued speaking. Son? He thought to himself as his mind tried to process everything that was happening around him. After a moment's pause, Ash wrapped her arm around his as the two walked over to the dark throne in the center of the room. "He's very excited, go easy on him today." Ash said, the two now alone in the room as Hux left.
"Of course." Ren agreed, the idea of fatherhood sinking in along with the realization that this was, unfortunately, a dream. It had to have been. He was beginning to remember the world outside of here. However, that didn't mean he couldn't enjoy this potential future just a little bit longer.
Kylo Ren sat in the chair now, feeling powerful; in control. He was the Supreme Leader now. Ash sat down on his lap, straddling him as she looked down at him. She was loving the power he had too, he could feel it. "We've taken over the Galaxy." Ash said, looking at him adoringly. "What's left to conquer?"
He grinned. "I can think of a few things." She leaned down to kiss him, he kissed her back. As things began to heat up between the two Force Users, Ash immediately pulled away as someone else entered the room. Her eyes narrowed as she turned, seeing a New Order personnel enter the room. She removed herself from Kylo Ren's lap, standing at his side as the man looked terrified to have stumbled in. "My apologies-" He stuttered. "I have word for the-" He stopped speaking, his jaw locked tightly as he stood frozen. Kylo Ren stared at the man in front of him, unsure what was happening as the man began to gurgle and sputter. He couldn't breathe.
The man's hands clawed at his neck as he tried to breathe. Kylo Ren realized what was happening as he looked to Ashlyn. Her arm outstretched, her eyes turning a shade of amber. And then there was that sick smirk curling on her lips. With a quick flick to her wrist, a motion he would have missed had he not been staring, a loud crack echoed in the room as the suffering man fell limp to the ground with a thud. It was then Kylo Ren understood that this wasn't the Ashlyn he knew, this was the darkness he had wanted to pull her to, and she was radiating with it.
She cleared her throat, turning to look at Kylo. "He interrupted us." As though that justified everything.
He had never been more turned on and terrified of the woman before him; this was so very wrong and so right. An internal part of him battling with the moral choice in front of him. He made her this way; that was clear. But, was this a future he wanted to drag her into? The loving and simple Ashlyn Novafall, succumbing to the darkness in such a way that she simply murdered people?
The door slid open again, the chrome armored trooper walked in with the dark haired little boy next to her. The splitting image of Kylo Ren, he looked so small but, hell, he was strong with the Force. He held such raw power that Ren could sense the moment he walked in.
Phasma looked down at the dead body in the room before sighing. "I'll send in cleanup." As though it were such a natural and reoccurring thing. She was hardly phased by it.
Ash was beaming as she knelt down, her arms outstretched. The little boy ran for her, his arms wrapping around her neck as she picked him up in her arms. Kylo Ren became fully aware then that being Supreme Leader, bringing Ashlyn to the dark side, all of that; it didn't compare to what he felt when he saw Ashlyn hold their son in her arms. If any part of this dream could come true, he wanted that more than anything.
Kylo Ren unwillingly woke up, a blinding light above him as his eyes tried to adjust. As he realized before, he had been dreaming. His body ached, his face was in pain. The Light User, he remembered their fight. She slashed his cheek with his grandfather's lightsaber. As anger surged through him, he couldn't help but think about killing her. He hated her in every fiber of his being; she was the opposite of him and a threat to what he wanted to create with Ashlyn. She needed to be squashed quickly.
There was no doubt in his mind now that Ashlyn could live in the darkness, he had seen it. But was that something he wanted to bring her into? Sure, it was safe to say Ash was no longer the simple mechanic that arrived on StarKiller. She was something much more. His dream could mean one of two things; that Ash could be swayed or that it was too late and Ash was already pulled down that darkened path.
The pain rushed through him as he forced himself to sit up. StarKiller was destroyed, that bitch Light User got away, and Ashlyn was with her.
The door slid open to the infirmary as Hux wandered in. He looked pissed, then again, who could blame him. "They said you'd be waking up soon." The door slid closed behind him, now the two men were alone. "Are you alright?"
Ren frowned, his voice cracking from not having used it in a while. "Does it look like I'm alright?"
Hux rolled his eyes as he answered truthfully. "No, you look like hell. However, you're alive." Hux wandered over to the nearby counter in the infirmary, finding a plastic cup and filling it with water. He walked over to Kylo Ren and handed it to him. Ren reluctantly took it, not wanting the charity but, hell, he was thirsty. "I'm sure you're aware. Your girlfriend destroyed StarKiller." He snorted into the cup. "Snoke is displeased and wants a full assault on the Resistance. We're running out of time, Ren."
He finished chugging the water, the cool liquid sliding down his dry throat. "We need to move to the next phase. I need Ashlyn."
Hux frowned. "Now is not the time for some lovers quarrel with Ashlyn."
"No, she has a part to play." Kylo Ren explained dryly. "Snoke wants her to join us again now that the Light User is in play. I need to get Ash on our side before Snoke gets to her first."
"You know Ash won't be so easily swayed."
He gave him a No Shit look. "I can't confront Skywalker alone. He won't trust me."
"But he'll trust Ash?"
"I think he'll trust anyone over me at this point." Kylo retorted.
He wasn't wrong. "What are you after, Ren?"
What was Kylo Ren after? Total domination of the First Order? Getting rid of Snoke? Reuniting with the girl that ignited the flame in him while giving him the biggest headache ever? It was a mix of all those things, in reality. However, he needed a few things. He couldn't defeat Snoke on his own and Skywalker was in possession of one of those items. He ignored Hux's question altogether. "I need to lure Ash out, get her alone and appeal to her desire to rid the galaxy of Snoke. Once she's back with us, we move in on Skywalker and begin the final phase of the overhaul."
"I'll have Phasma prepare." Hux confirmed as Kylo Ren removed himself from the infirmary bed. "But you should rest, you're in no condition to go after Ash in this state."
"It's not like I plan on killing her-" Ren admitted. "We'll probably fight, I'm going to teach her a lesson, and then, I'll bring her here." Hux let out an exasperated sigh as Kylo Ren left the infirmary, almost certain that Ren was going to be the death of him one way or another.
Finn had been placed in intensive care when the trio arrived back on D'Qar. Ash was eager to introduce Rey to Leia; the two immediately hitting it off. With the Resistance in possession of the final piece of the map, they were able to locate the whereabouts of Luke Skywalker. Much needed hope and light returned to the Rebels during this time. Now, the question of reaching out and bringing Luke Skywalker back came into play. Who would find him and bring him to the Resistance? It didn't take long for Rey to volunteer, much to Ash's dismay on the matter. She wanted Rey around, she brought out a side of her that she hadn't felt in so long. Selfish, but she didn't really care.
Besides, Ash had things to do on base. She helped repair the X-wings that returned damaged, she helped refuel the Millennium Falcon and recalibrated the compressor for them, since Rey ripped it out of the ship in the first place. She was busy, she didn't mind.
Rey was ready to depart with Chewie and the newly awakened droid, R2-D2. She had never met the droid before; from what she understood, he was out of commission. However, she quickly learned just how snarky and obscene the droid could be. She liked him. "You're leaving?" Ash asked sadly to the other Force User.
"I'm going to bring Luke back." Rey promised. "When I do, he can help us learn more about this other side of us."
Ash nodded, pulling Rey in for a hug. "Keep in touch."
"I will." Rey smiled warmly.
The two girls lost, wanting to find their place in all this, at least they had each other. Reluctantly now, they had to separate. Yet, they knew it was for a good cause.
Now, Ash was alone once more with the pilot, the General, the funny little droid and a ghost. She didn't mind the company she kept, she simply was hoping to connect more with Rey. They both had hoped for that. But they knew what had to be done; Luke Skywalker needed to come back to the waking world.
So, Ash spent the next few days working and keeping busy. She ended up on the Raddus again. She really liked that ship, it was quiet and she could be alone when she needed it most. Now was one of those times.
Ash adjusted the wiring in the paneling for the door release in the med bay, they weren't to her standards. Granted, they worked, but they weren't perfect and Ashlyn needed the distraction.
"I'm not surprised you're working yourself to death." The flat voice said. Ash felt her heart leap to her throat as she backed away from the door. She turned to see Kylo Ren standing in the room; smirking. And although she knew the state he was in after the fight, she couldn't help but stare at the black bandage on his cheek. Rey got him real good.
If he was going to play that way, then she would too. "Nice scar."
He glared as much as he could, the pain in his cheek was evident. "It's one of those days for us, isn't it?"
"What do you want, Ren?"
"You can just pop in on me, but I can't check on you?" He asked, feigning insult as he walked closer to her. Surprisingly, she stood her ground.
"No, you can't." She frowned, crossing her arms over her chest. "Besides, I'm still angry with you."
"I think we can all assume you'll continue to be angry with me for the rest of our lives." That didn't seem to be too farfetched in Ashlyn's mind.
"You say that like we're going to be doing this forever."
"Aren't we?" He challenged. As much as she hated it, she also loved the sound of it.
"Not like this." She replied quietly.
That vulnerability within her, the one thing that always showed she was human, it had a nasty habit of making Kylo Ren feel guilt over the things he had done. It made him want to comfort her, be with her. Now wasn't the time, he needed her help. "But you're right, I do have a reason for being here besides seeing you."
She knew it. He needed something from her and, by the stars, she wasn't going to easily give in to him. "Save it, I don't want to hear it." Ash replied dismissively.
"Oh, but I think you will." Ash knew it then, he had something up his sleeve. He always played this game when he wanted to get her to do something. "In fact, I'm inclined to believe you'll be eager to hear what I have to say, considering it involves you and quite possibly the end of the First Order."
She cautiously took the bait. "What is it?"
He knew he had her. He always could tell in the way her nose would wrinkle slightly at something she was curious in. "Meet with me and I'll tell you."
Ash scoffed. "You're mad."
"Yes." He agreed. "But, I also know you want the same thing I do. Whether you care to admit it or not. We have similar interests." Kylo Ren's offer was tempting. "We can meet on neutral ground, if it makes you feel better."
She hesitated, her heart aching for her to go find him and meet with him. The pull to him was almost unbearable at times. Her brain was countering that want and need as it screamed at her to reconsider. "Where?"
He smirked. "You know where."
She knew exactly where. "And if I say 'no'?" She asked.
Kylo Ren was confident in his answer. "You won't." By now, he was towering over her as he stood impossibly close. She was so very thankful that he was just a projection.
Ash frowned, trying to keep her feet firmly planted as she challenged him. "Well, I'm saying 'no'."
He snickered in reply. "Starshine, you won't be able to resist. I have a feeling."
Her jaw clenched tighter; hearing his pet name for her caused a mixed reaction. Adoration and utter disgust. "Get off my ship."
Kylo Ren backed away, holding his hands up in defense. "I'll see you soon." With that, the projection of Kylo Ren faded, leaving Ash alone once more. Except, now she was angry.
"Do you think he's telling the truth?" Oh, she wasn't in the mood to hear from Anakin right now.
"Not in the slightest." Ash informed him as she turned to face the Force Ghost.
"What do you plan on doing?"
Ash shrugged, playing it cool. "Stay here and not go to him."
Anakin frowned slightly. "What happened to helping him return to the light?"
"I will." Ash said. "But not when he has something to gain from it." Anakin didn't seem too convinced, to be frank, neither did Ashlyn. She needed to resist him; unfortunately, Ashlyn Novafall was her own worst enemy and the call to go home was becoming much harder to ignore.
Phasma and Hux were relocated to the Finalizer after the fall of StarKiller. The two had barely escaped as the planet caved in around them. In fact, neither one knew if the other was still alive until they reunited on the Finalizer.
While the loss of StarKiller was a huge setback for the General, there were worse things to worry about in that moment. The two sat in darkness, the only light illuminating Hux's apartment was from the fireplace. This room was not as big as his StarKiller one, however, he'd make due all things considered. "He left again." Phasma commented in passing, her voice low.
"I know." Hux said distastefully at the Commander's impulsive and rash behavior. "He's going to bring Ashlyn back. He thinks he can convince her to rejoin us"
"Now might not be a good time." Phasma warned.
"When has anything he's done been at a good time?" Hux snorted. "Besides, it's Snoke that wants her back."
Phasma frowned. "It's not just Snoke that wants her back." Phasma saw right through Kylo Ren. He had been itching to reunite with the lost Grey User. He needed her just as much as she needed him. "Surely, Ren could have waited for us to start our next phase."
"I have just as much control over the Commander as you do." That awkward silence filled the room again, everything was falling apart, at least, it felt as much. "When do we debrief with Damar?"
"He's arriving soon. He's been on the Supremacy." Phasma informed the General. "Something is wrong, I know you feel it too. Damar has always been a problem, but something about his sudden trip to see the Supreme Leader has me worried."
Hux's lips thinned to a straight line. "Your fears are quite warranted, I assure you. We must be ready for anything. Perhaps, if Ren can convince Ashlyn to rejoin us, we can move forward."
Hux had known Phasma for a very long time. They had gone through the academy together, rose in ranks together, babysat Kylo Ren with all his spontaneous outbursts and planning. Never once did he ever see fear on her face. Uncertainty, sure, but fear? "And what if they aren't strong enough to take down Snoke?" She didn't want to ask, but she had to. "Armitage, what if we fail?"
"Once again, we must blindly put our faith in that Kylo Ren knows what he's doing." Hux admitted. "But be ready to execute our part with or without him."
Her face now like stone, hiding the fear that had so briefly taken over as she nodded only once. "I must prepare for Damar's arrival." When Phasma left the room; Hux sat in silence as he contemplated what their next move would be. For Phasma, he needed the backup plan to be ready. If Kylo Ren were to fail, he needed to protect her. By the stars, he prayed Kylo Ren would not fail...
The screams echoed in Ashlyn's mind. Their fear extending throughout her entire being as she felt their lasts moments alive. Millions of people all at once, in a single system, staring at the red beams of light that fired in their direction. Their lives suddenly meaningless as they soon would disappear within the blink of an eye. That didn't make it hurt any less, not to her. She did this to them. She built the weapon, she was just as bad as the First Order, if not worse.
Ash jolted awake, sitting up in her bed as her chest rose and fell rapidly. Her body covered in a cold sweat as she looked around the dark room and tried to place where she was. D'Qar, the Resistance base. She was safe. She didn't feel like it.
Stars, she hated this. She felt the anguish from the final moments of the people on the Hosnian system. Their deaths were on her hands. Ash was visibly shaken, she tried her best to hide it as she soon began to realize she wasn't alone. "How long have you been here?"
"Since you started dreaming." At least he was honest.
Ash swallowed. "If you're here to convince me to come find you because I'm weak-"
"I'm not." Kylo Ren's voice soft as he walked closer to the bed. "And you're anything but weak."
Her throat tightened slightly, she was beginning to feel herself about to cry. Whether it was from her dream or being completely overwhelmed by his presence, she wasn't sure. "Then why are you here?"
"I can still feel when you're having nightmares. Even if I can't see them when I'm far away." Ren explained. "I don't need to see them to know what you're dreaming about. You hold onto so much. The deaths of others even when they're not yours to keep." Tears slid down her cheeks as she pulled her knees to her chest. He sat down next to her on the bed, while he wasn't actually there, it almost felt like it. "Lay down." He gently instructed. "You need to sleep."
Ash licked her lips, her breathing still uneven. "Even if I find you, it doesn't change the things you've done."
He rolled his eyes. "This isn't about you forgiving me right now; it's about you forgiving yourself." He nodded again to the bed. "Now lay down."
Obediently, she did. She shifted back into the bed and let her body relax as much as it could into the mattress. She was still so very tense, but at least she was lying down again. He managed to shift into the bed next to her, the two lying above the covers. "We're just every little bit of fucked up, aren't we?"
He snorted. "I think it suits us."
She couldn't hide the small smile that came with that revelation. "Will it ever get better?"
"Maybe." Kylo Ren said. "Everything gets worse before it gets better."
Ash looked over at him. "Are we passed worse?"
He sighed. "I don't know, Starshine." Kylo turned onto his side to look at her; their eyes locked in each other's gazes. "Come home and we can find out."
"And if we're not, we're just going to fight again."
He smirked. "Well, I do have to get back at you for StarKiller."
"Which part? The part where I blew up the base or tricked you with a projection?"
His expression was enough to make her laugh. "Ouch." Kylo said full out grinning now. "But since you asked, both."
Kylo watched Ash relax more into the mattress as she shifted to her side now. These little moments, when their animosity towards one another didn't take, those were moments that easily reminded them of how wonderful things could be. How much they truly cared for one another. "I don't want to go to sleep."
Kylo Ren expected that reaction from her; however, he thought for a whole different reason. "It's only a nightmare."
"I know that." She explained. "It's just-" She paused. "You won't be here when I wake up. It's always the times we're getting along, you have to go."
He knew what she meant; he knew how she felt. He felt it too. "Then come find me." He said again. "You won't wake up alone again."
The side of her lips quirked upwards. "Assuming we don't kill each other first."
He let out an airy chuckle. "Of course." Stars, he wanted to kiss her. The sad smile on her lips, even though it held pain, he also knew the hidden happiness within it. It was now or never, he knew he couldn't stay here; they both did. He'd need to leave, he wasn't strong enough to stay projected for too long. Not in his weakened state. And if Ashlyn did come find him and they did fight? Well, he would be a goner. "You know where to find me." His body began to disintegrate before her.
"Please don't go." Her voice barely a whisper as he disappeared. The choice was hers to make now; did she go against her better judgement and find him or stay away from that disaster altogether? Was now the time to try and bring light back to Kylo Ren? The only thing certain was the impulsive nature within Ashlyn Novafall and her need to find home once more.
In the wee hours of the morning, before the base stirred, Ashlyn stumbled into the shipyard and looked for a starship she could sneak away in without setting off too many alarms to the Resistance. She found herself staring at the ship she first arrived in. In all its glory, the ship was still intact and a glaring reminder of what had happened. Something mixing in her as she stared at the ship; memories, sadness, a secret fondness in her heart over Kylo Ren. Regardless how awful things had become between them, he did send her away for her own safety.
"And where the heck are you off to so late?" She had been caught. Awkwardly, Ash turned to see Poe Dameron and BB-8.
Ash wouldn't lie to him, but she also wouldn't tell him the truth either. "I have to do something." She explained. "For my own sanity; I need to do this." Before Poe could object, her voice was pleading. "Please."
He deflated slightly. "I don't know if I like this plan of yours. It's dangerous out there. The First Order will be looking for you now."
"I'll be fine." Ash smiled. "I promise."
"I guess this isn't exactly a documented mission?" Ash didn't reply; Poe nodded in understanding. "I can keep the General off your scent for a little bit, but-" He paused. "Don't take too long."
BB-8 blipped. Ash knelt down to his level. "I'll be back." He chirped then. "I know, I promised you some sick upgrades. I'll make sure to bring parts back."
She stood back up again, looking at Poe. He didn't want to let her go, he was afraid she wouldn't come back. She was an enemy of the First Order now; it was dangerous out there. "Check in if you need more time." He offered.
Ash wasted no time in hugging him. "Thank you." She whispered.
"Don't thank me yet." Poe chuckled as he pulled away. "Now get out of here before anyone notices."
Ash nodded, looking at them one last time before entering the transport unit. Without much of a second thought, she started the ship. Taking in the sight before her of the base. She knew in her heart she'd be back. For now, she had to go. The transport unit lifted off the ground and soon flew up into the atmosphere of D'Qar, leaving the Resistance behind.
Final Thought: Chapter 41 is called "Home" ... thought you'd be interested in knowing that. Remember to review... oh my gosh we are so close to 300 reviews and I'm dying over it! Good lord, this is so crazy. Thank you guys so much, see you next chapter!