The lab was cold, med droids didn't need heat though, so that made sense. The needle prick was nearly painless and the droid informed Rey the results could be matched with the standardized First Order records within a few hours.

Once she was back outside the lab and wandering the halls of the government complex, Rey was slightly at a loss. She headed down to the patch of green grass in the high rise courtyard.

Poe hadn't waited with her, he had worked he needed to finish before a debate that evening. With the new developments in her life, the thought of starting a school seemed entirely overwhelming. If that had been the sole aim of Phasma's scheme, it could easily be called a success.

Rey suspected there was a deeper plot afoot though as Phasma and never stuck her as educationally minded, regardless of her storm trooper training regimens.

Rey's mind wondered to Ben and what would he find on Parnassos. He had asked her to trust him, and though that was harder than it had been only 48 hours before, she knew in her heart she still did. She could sense he was calmer since they had spoken that morning.

Stretching her legs was doing Rey good and the rocking motion of her walk had apparently lulled the baby to sleep inside her, as it had finally stopped kicking up a storm. She knew though, that she shouldn't waste the time she had on Coruscant.

She didn't have to think for long about what to do next though, Phasma was strolling her way across the open green space.

It was still strange to see this new incarnation Phasma had crafted for herself. Her colorful, flowing robe sewn with bits of wispy cloth cut on the bias created elegant, feminine movement as she walked. It was enchanting really, Rey had to admit to herself.

Her words were less enchanting.

"Oh, you're still here in Coruscant, I expected you'd be halfway home by now."

Rey nodded, "I decided to get some things here first."

"It's such a shame about your..." Phasma paused and lowered her voice conspiratorially, "memory loss. I didn't realize, I'm so sorry, I really assumed you knew. I thought there was some deception on your part, but...memory loss I never expected." She shook her blond head in a way that Rey suspected was intended to appear sympathetic.

"Yes, well I don't broadcast it," Rey muttered.

"Of course not, no, that makes sense." Phasma nodded, again, it looked constructed to appear understanding.

Rey decided to throw caution to the wind and test the waters, "Well, I should be going, I'm expecting a video transmission from Ben soon."

Phasma's eyebrows lifted almost imperceptibly.

"He's headed to Parnassos," Rey smiled pleasantly.

Phasma couldn't control her split-second gut reaction as it wrote fear and hatred across her face. She recovered quickly into politeness again, but the effort sent anger spilling into the Force between them.

"What could he be doing there?" Phasma asked lightly.

Rey smiled sweetly, "Research, I believe, he has a curious nature." She sighed and rubbed her belly absently, "I should go find a place to sit down."

Phasma nodded politely, suddenly at a loss for words.

Rey rolled back and forth on the chair in Poe's office, the wheels were squeaking slightly. There was a comfortable silence as he continued working. She had searched through a few more files but was growing too anxious to focus.

Finally, the transmission pinged her datapad.

The DNA results.

Rey pulled up the file. Tears welled up in her eyes as she read the form.

ID-UV-8855

Name- unspecified

Planet of Origin- unspecified

The file was almost entirely empty. Any information from her life prior to entering training was completely blank, or unspecified. Only a few entries from her time in training graced the file. She dejectedly scrolled through until she saw the words, "Date of death."

They had been kind enough to list a date. She would have been eight years old.

She tossed the datapad back to the desk.

"I'm going to Parnassos," she placed a hand on Poe's should briefly as she passed.

"Oh, ok, I'll...let you know if I find anything else." He stammered, slightly confused.

"Thank you, Poe, for everything." She smiled at him softly as she turned to go.