The ship's indicator light blinked over the grey cockpit panel. Rey felt the drop out of light speed a few seconds later. Parnassos came suddenly into view. After everything she'd heard, she had expected it to be a wasteland, but to her eyes, it appeared to actually have some advantages over Jakku. It was really all in one's perspective.

She steered the ship down to the surface using the tracker to easily find Ben's ship and park nearby. Parnassos wasn't exactly overrun with visitors, so he was fairly easy to spot outside a large, old concrete complex.

Ben was walking towards her, as soon as he felt her presence through the Force. His long strides quickly closing he gap between them.

The warm wind whipped Rey's hair into her eyes as she broke into a short run to meet him.

"Rey," Ben whispered, his hands reaching for her as soon as she was close enough. He pulled her close to him, securing her against his chest while burying his face in her windswept hair and planting kiss after tender kiss on her head.

She wrapped her arms around his waist, and pulling her chin up to look into his face, she said, "You knew me? As a child?"

Ben's eyes closed for a moment but he nodded in acknowledgment.

"Why didn't you tell me?" She pleaded.

"I wasn't sure it was you at first," he shook his head, "there was something familiar about you on Starkiller base...but there are so many storm troopers that go missing or get killed, I had no idea...but then you pulled the lightsaber out of the snow." He sighed.

"You said, 'It is you.'" Rey remembered.

He nodded, "I thought you were probably FN-3627 then, but I wasn't completely sure until Phasma showed the video to the senate. Somehow she knew for sure it was you, I don't know how."

"That's why you came here?" Rey looked around at the barren landscape, the plain concrete building behind him, "But why did you tell me that my parents sold me? Why did you never mention your suspicions?"

"That is what I saw when we touched, and it made sense either way, they could have conceivably sold you to the First Order training program. I didn't want to get your hopes up and I didn't want you..."

He shook his head and buried his face in her hair again.

"Ben, you didn't want me to...what?" She pushed him back slightly to look into his eyes noticing the fear and tears welling up inside them.

"If it was you that I knew as a child, then I failed you. I let Phasma drop you off or sell you to Plutt, whatever she did."

"You think Phasma did it...but why?"

"I have a suspicion. I heard rumors throughout the years, but I don't know for sure." He answered.

"You didn't fail me, Ben, I saw you take care of me, but...why did you care?" Her voice broken into a whisper.

"I could feel your Force sensitivity. But mostly, I felt the connection." He broke eye contact with her.

"It was always there?" She asked.

He nodded sadly, "It didn't make any sense to me, you were just a little girl at the time, I didn't know why I could sense all of your emotions and so many of your thoughts."

Rey touched his face with finger tips, tracing his cheek and weaving her fingers into his hair.

"You had a low enough opinion of me," He continued, "and then later when you decided there was good in me...I was afraid to do anything that might make you change your mind." He exhaled deeply.

Rey nodded, finally understanding that part of the puzzle.

She pulled him into a kiss, his warm tears between them transferring to her own cheek.

"Phasma?" She asked, not even able to completely form the question in her mind.