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Chapter 5: Runaways

Finn stumbled back barely able to keep himself balanced. He clutched his now bleeding nose as his head throbbed and his vision blurred. He caught himself, using a nearby table to keep upright, otherwise he would've collapsed.

"What the hell was that for!?" he demanded,

"Y-you were about to-" Whatever it was she couldn't verbalize it, but Finn didn't miss the mixture of anger and disgust directed towards him.

This was not going as well as their first meeting.

Finn wiped the blood from his nose, then groaned and returned to clutching it as it continued to bleed, he would have to add this to the list of horrible things that happened to him while on Jakku.

"And what was I about to do!?"

"You know damn well what you were about to do!"

"No…I really don't." He really didn't.

"This is the problem with people like you! You think just because you're handsome and have a lot of credits that you can do what you want to whoever you want. Well I won't let you!" She bent low, her shoulders hunched as she took a stance.

Finn backed away a bit, her posture reminding him too much of a cornered animal ready to pounce. Even as a fairly isolated prince, he had enough common sense to know that a cornered animal was the most raised his hand, speaking carefully "Listen, just give me a minute to explain, and maybe we can walk out of here and you can go back home."

She paused, tilting her head in confusion "Home? What do you mean home?"

"You know, home! I don't know whether or not you have a family or you know-" Finn coughed trying to be discreet, "A boyfriend. But anyways I'm going to assume you have some place to go back to..."

Rey slowly relaxed.

She stared at the boy in front of her who was now looking extremely relieved that she was no longer planning to attack him.

"So..." Finn began.

"So what?"

"You didn't answer my question."

Rey blinked,"I don't have a boyfriend."

"No-not, well that's good, but I meant-well not good for you, cause you totally deserve a boyfriend because you-well not that not having a boyfriend is bad...but...I'm going to stop talking..."

The girl burst out in a fit of giggles, she pressed her hand to her mouth in a futile effort to contain her mirth. She couldn't hide her eyes from him though, they shined luminously and Finn was sure that they were the brightest things he had ever seen.

"I was only kidding." she said still smiling, and Finn wondered if his stomach clinching up the way it was at the sight of it was two of them were suddenly interrupted by the sound the head-mother's nervous voice coming from the other side of the door.

"Mr. Sylvia!" Finn's eyes widened. "How are yo-excuse me! You can't go in there, Mr Fn is-"

"Move or you will be moved." Finn could practically see his greasy silver hair and twisted demanding scowl, as he barked his order at the Head-mother.

He turned to the girl who looked confused as he lost his smile and his mood soured. Finn didn't dwell for long as he began to scramble around the room his eyes searching the space frantically.

"What is wrong with you?"

Finn stopped, "Is there any other way out of here?"

The girl raised an eyebrow at the strange question.

"I will say this once more! Move head-mother or I will have my men break down this door! And I can promise you that they will do so regardless if you are standing there or not!"

"Shit," Finn muttered, just as he did so a loud bang echoed on the other side startling the two occupants.

"What's going on!?" She asked him and Finn waved her off as he noticed a vent near the ceiling. "Later, come here."

She hesitated briefly before she walked towards him, another loud bang followed.

"Why is he trying to get in? What does he want!?" She questioned.

"He wants you," Finn answered "And I'm not about to let that happen."

Rey was a bit taken back by the fierce protectiveness in his voice, but she dismissed it as just him wanting to protect his property.

"I'll boost you up..."

The door banged again and she decided that this was probably the best option for her right now.

"Okay..." She adjusted her dress and approached him.

Finn bent low as she stepped on his shoulders and he pushed her up the rest of the way, she pried open the metal barrier with surprising ease and crawled inside. She was about to turn around to offer him a hand but she paused. She could leave him she realized, she could crawl through these vents and find her way out and achieve what she's been aching for for all these moments. She caught a glimpse of the little black device in his pocket as she looked down at him. She felt her heart sink as she remembered, she had been bought and sold, branded a slave. There was no distance far enough in the galaxy that could let her escape from him. Not with this damn chip inside of her.

"Hey! What are you waiting around for? Go!"

She offered her hand, "You come too, I'll pull you up!"

He looked between her outstretched hand and to her face, "You sure you can pick me up...I'm pretty heavy you know."

"Wha-" She began, slightly offended by his statement, "Yes I can! Grab my hand and I'll show you!" She challenged,

Another loud bang reminded Finn that he had few options in this matter.

Finn jumped and grabbed her hand. The girl grunted and for the first time Finn got a good look at her muscles as they flexed impressively to heave him up. They fell in a heap inside the vent with Finn scrambling to get off of her as he felt the softness of her body under him. He hoped she hadn't noticed his blushing, luckily she seemed oblivious to all of girl began to crawl through the vents while Finn followed close behind, taking great effort to stare at her feet and not at her- "Hey!" She called, Finn snapped his neck to face her so quickly that he over extended and bashed his head against the ventilation shaft.

He hissed in pain.

She gave him a look of bewilderment and Finn squeaked out a reply of, "I'm fine."

"Like I was saying, do you have any idea where we're going?""

"Finn shook his head, his throat feeling a bit dry at the moment.

"Okay...um," The girl paused to think, her eyes moving frantically as her thoughts raced. "Okay we'll go to the dressing rooms first, the attendants wont tell anyone even if they see

us!"

Finn had no idea what she was talking about but he figured she probably knew this place better than he did. Finn made a point to stare at her feet as he followed her. He was feeling entirely too nervous about this situation.

"We're here," before Finn had realized it, the girl had opened another ventilation shaft and jumped through, he followed after her, landing softly. He paused as several eyes shifted towards him and he waved awkwardly at the attendants who said nothing.

He looked around for the girl noticing her lack of presence. "Hey! Where did-"

"I'm in here!" She called out to him from another room. The girl walked back in and Finn raised an eyebrow at the peculiar staff she had in her hands.

She smirked confidently, "I had to get something."

"A stick?"

"It's not a stick..."

There was a sudden bang on the door and the attendants scrambled out of sight, The girl snarled and ran straight for the door. Merely a second later it flew off its hinges as several of Sylvia's men stormed in, their blasters at the ready. However the girl was already in their space, swinging her pole wildly, catching the soldiers off guard. She tripped the closest one, then spun using her movement to augment the force of her weapon and smacking it against the helmet of the fallen trooper. The other one approached from behind but her quick footwork had her facing him already, she thew a quick jab with her weapon to his throat area, and the trooper stumbled back clutching his neck in panic, She quickly followed with a simple swing, knocking him out.

"We're clear, lets move."

Finn took a moment to collect himself after her display before he ran after her, only stopping to pick up one of the troopers blasters. He clutched the weapon close feeling oddly comfortable with the metallic weapon at his chest. Poe had always told him he was a hell of a shot though he never practiced and never felt the need to. A crowned prince hardly needed to train himself for a combat.

Finn finally caught up to the girl "Hey you're pretty good with that stick of yours, who taught you how to fight?"

"It's not a stick. and I taught myself."

Finn was surprised by that, she handled it expertly as if she had been practicing all her life.

A blaster shot exploded at their feet and the both of them skidded to a halt noticing the score of troopers standing in front of them. Sylvia, A scowl etched on his face, leading the pack.

"You..." he started, eerily calm, though Finn could feel the seething rage underneath. "You will hand her over right now. She's disrespected me and deserves to pay the price for it."

The girl next to him growled and readied her weapon defensively, however Finn put a hand in front of her hoping she would trust him for the moment. She turned and their gazes locked, her eyes searching for something Finn could not quite pinpoint. She nodded a bit hesitantly and stepped back.

Finn faced Sylvia.

"So...How's the hand?"

Finn felt a small sense of triumph as the girl snickered softly behind him.

Sylvia's eye twitched.

"You think you're so funny don't you, Prince? But don't forget I've known you since you were a child,-"

"Wait you two know each ot-"

"Shush."

Finn did his best to ignore her look of sheer indignation as Sylvia continued to speak.

"-and I know the reason why you're doing this is because of some misguided sense of right and wrong! Now hand her over and maybe just maybe this whole affair can end without me making a mess."

Finn clutched the blaster in his hands tightly, ready to use it to themselves if need be.

"I think neither of us wants this to end in a mess Sylvia. But this is all on you, you can stop all this, call of your troopers and we can be on our way." Finn was perfectly aware that Sylvia was a morally corrupt piece of human scum, but he genuinely believed that he was not unreasonable and that some part of him would realize how ridiculous this all was.

There was a long silence after that, no one in the surrounding area dared to speak as Finn and Sylvia sized each other up.

Then Sylvia began to laugh, but it felt off, almost cold and lifeless. Finn began to back away slightly making sure the girl was in reach. "I Haven't shed a tear since I was a child Finn-"

The troopers started to raised their blasters and he heard the girl gasp,

"-But...I'll shed one for you when I tell your parents about the unfortunate accident that occurred at the Jakku auction."

As soon as he felt flesh, Finn had grabbed on.

"And mourn our beloved dead prince!"

And Finn was off, practically dragging the girl with him. Blaster fire whizzing by them as they ran for their lives.

The girl was protesting the whole time, but Finn promptly ignored her, too caught up on his own panic and fear, and too concerned with the safety of the person he currently had in a death grip behind him to listen.

He took a quick glance behind him.

"They're still chasing us!" She shouted.

"I can see that!"

"We can't run forever!" She said again.

"I know that!"

They turned a corner and Finn realizing that The trooper's had temporarily lost sight of them barged into a room and closed the door behind them. The girl let go of his hand and collapsed to her knee's, breathing heavily from both fear and exhaustion. Finn didn't stop, however, knowing that they only had a few seconds. He took a look around the space, it was messy and unorganized, most likely just a random storage room judging by all the clutter. He spotted an old personal storage locker and his eyes lit up with hope.

He pointed towards it, "In there!"

The girl still wide eyed looked between him and the locker. "In there what?"

"Hide!"

The pounding footsteps of the troopers grew louder.

"Come on, hurry." He whispered, She raced inside and Finn followed.

As soon as they hid in the darkness of the locker it was if the world had gone silent, the cramp enclosed space carrying nothing but their heavy breathing. Finn swallowed as the situation slowly dawned on him, The locker was barely able to fit one person, let alone two. So they were close, very close together. He couldn't see her very well, but he could feel her hair tickle his face, feel her breath against his skin like a soft breeze against his could feel her heart beat against his chest, or maybe that was his own? He couldn't tell, their chests were pressed too tightly together. He could feel the swell of her breasts with every inhale, and Finn struggled to maintain his sanity as she moved slightly, snaking her body around his to make room. He could feel every curve now and he closed his eyes trying to focus on anything but her.

The sound of the door opening made them both stop breathing. Slow methodical footsteps could be heard, the both of them easily recognizing the deafening boots of a trooper.

"Establishing perimeter...Roger. I'm in the southern quadrant, old storage room by the looks of it. Maintaining position."

Finn would have cursed if he was able to talk at the moment. The fact that he couldn't see anything didn't help matters.

But she could.

Finn moved his neck to reach her ear, he heard and felt her breath hitch, "Calm down." He whispered to her.

He felt her crane her neck and in the next second he felt her lips brush against his own ear, "I'm calm."

The sound of her whispered voice caused his stomach to tighten, but he stamped It down.

"What do you see?"

She moved again and her cheeks rubbed against his.

Her skin was soft.

"He's just looking around," She paused "He's moving towards the door now."

"Is he leaving?"

"N-no, he's just standing there...What do we do now?"

"For now...we wait...I guess."

Rey was used to heat, it was a constant part of her life that she had simply just gotten used to. There was no escape from it, not anywhere on Jakku. So like everyone else did she had made herself familiar with heat to survive, but this was a different kind of heat she was experiencing. It was unfamiliar, and strange, but not entirely unwelcome. It was a heat that she was not in any hurry to get away from. She had never experienced this kind of proximity with someone before not unless they were trying to hurt her. She didn't feel like she was in immediate danger, well she was, but not from him. She actually felt safe in here with him. Engulfed by his broad chest and wide physique, The two of them stuck so closely together that she should feel smothered, but she didn't. She should...but she didn't.

Both of their breathing had calmed down but there was still the occasional hitch whenever they moved, the resulting friction causing something wonderful and foreign to pulse through her body. They had been in here for a few minutes now, waiting for the trooper to leave and with her hands stuck rigidly at her sides she was beginning to get uncomfortable. She wanted to speak to him again, but that would require her to get real close to his face again like they had earlier and she didn't know if she could maintain her composure if she did so.

She had to though.

She craned her neck, the pleasant friction returning as she reached his ear, "I-i need to move."

He swallowed, and moved to whisper in her ear as well, trembling slightly. She was well aware that this closeness was probably affecting him almost as much as it was affecting her.

Almost. Of that she was sure.

Rey smiled at his nervousness, "Okay...umm...how do you want to do this?"

She thought about it for a moment. "P-put your hand around my waist."

a sharp intake of breath, "W-why?"

"J-just do it..."

He moved hesitantly and Rey felt his large hands wrap around the small of her back, and if possible pulling the two of them even closer together. Rey thought that there was no space between the two of them before but she was sure that between the heat and the closeness they were sharing that they were melting into one person.

"Okay good."

There was nothing between them now, not really.

"And I'll just..." She raised her arms to wrap around his neck and the effect was instant as she felt immediately more comfortable than the awkward position they were in previously.

She almost laughed as she realized they were out of breath again. His chest going up and down against her own, her's moving as his did and vice versa.

"All of the southern quadrant is accounted for. Yes sir, No sir, no sign of them. I'll do one last sweep of the area and take a fourth of the men to set up a perimeter outside the auction house. Roger that, moving out."

Rey felt her excitement grow as the trooper left, It seemed that the boy shared in her excitement as well as he moved to leave before she stopped him by tightening her grip on his neck.

"Wait!" She whispered harshly, "He said one last sweep remember, let's wait a few...just to make sure most of they're gone."

"Okay...we can do that."

So they waited, their limbs still tangled together, and their bodies tightly bounded.

"I wanted to say...thank you."

"For what?"

"I think it's pretty obvious that you're trying to help me...I would have to be an idiot not to have realized it by now. But...why did you do it? Why help me? You didn't have to."

She wished she could see his face more clearly to read him, to get a better idea of what was going through his mind at the moment.

"It was just...something I had to do."

Well that didn't clear it up at all, but she was grateful nonetheless, They were not out of the woods yet but this was by far the closest she had come to escaping since she had been taken. She never imagined she would be doing it with someone else.

"You know what I've realized." Rey spoke.

"What is it?" Finn asked.

"We don't know each others names."

"You're fight, funnily enough, that was one of the things I wanted to learn about you. Just never got the opportunity. I suppose now is as a good time as any to introduce ourselves."

"Really?" She asked, a bit amused. "Trapped in a locker, being hunted a by some crazy man and his horde of troopers?"

He chuckled and Rey felt it echo through his body, it was warm, pleasant to her ears.

"I'm Finn, What's yours?"

Finn...His name was Finn.

"Finn," She whispered to herself, it felt right on her tongue like she had known his name her entire life.

"I'm Rey."

What do you think guys, too much steam too early? it was a hell of a lot of fun to write i can tell you that =).

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