Chapter 39.

"What was that?" Rey asked Kylo as they outside the hut. Her wide eyes followed as far as they could into the dark night, hoping to see the shooting star appear.

Kylo looked at her, unsure of what to say. He himself didn't know. Rey glanced to him, expecting an answer, but knew she would not be getting one.

With her eyes on his face, she realized then, she was not the only one plagued with troubles of the mind.

From behind them, MOX appeared at the door. "Excuse me, Master Ren. Are you hungry? I can whip up-" The droid began, but Kylo turned and cut him off.

"No." was all Kylo said. MOX gave a quick nod and wobbled back inside, Kylo catching Rey's eye as he turned back.

"What is this place?" Rey's weak voice asked, turned to lean her head against the post.

Kylo studied her, not wanting to say anything in fear of revealing too much. Slowly, his eyes trailed from her cut lip, to her soft nose, to the eyes that now watched him.

Feeling insecure, Rey glanced away quickly.

"Fine, don't tell me... Will you at least tell me how you feel? I know you healed me. "

Rey's eyes hesitantly met his, his look already hardening. "I'm... I'm just trying to understand. I don't know what any of this means." Rey shook her head, looking away and back to Kylo with a frustrated stare.

Her headache was returning as her bones throbbed, yet her stubborn mind refused to step down.

Kylo shook his head, exasperated.

"Why does that matter right now?" He asked, taking a step closer to her, towering over Rey.

Sensing it through this force, as if it was being screamed to him, he shook his head as he spoke again. "You still don't trust me. This is the third time I have saved your life may I add." He said, his voice growing louder.

Rey's eyes narrowed at him, her ankle swelling with pain, though she refused to admit her pain. "Where should I start?"

Kylo ran a frustrated hand down his face, being careful to hold his tongue. Hissing, he stalked towards the door to the hut, holding it open for her. "I can feel your pain. I'm rather sick of it... You need rest." He said, looking on.

Rey stood in her place, too stubborn to move. She had so many questions... so many thoughts...

When her leg tensed up, that's when she felt it. The pain. It was excruciating. It absolutely baffled her how she was able to ignore such pain until now, when she actually thought about it. For a second, she wondered if it was related to strength she felt at Vicar's ship... when her eyes glowed... when whips of electricity emitted from her palms...

Rey gulped, refusing to think about it.

It truly scared her, the person she became was an absolute stranger, a monster even.

That power overcame her in ways she didn't know was possible, the same power she was working so hard to destroy...

Inhaling deeply, Rey glanced to the ground as she turned to the door, and limped her way inside. Kylo followed impatiently.

Looking around, Rey was able to see for the first time how furnished the hut was. Books covered every corner, stacks of paper stuck between the pages. A couch sat in the middle of the room, taking up a large space of the wooded floor. It was simple, but... but it was Ben.

Kylo disappeared down a hall, one of the doors creaking open as his heavy boots hit the floor with every step. Rey slowly made her way behind him, finding that he was in what seemed to be a bedroom, more books stacked so high that she barely saw the walls, a dresser imbedded into the wall where Kylo stood, and the only other thing in the room itself was a large bed, bigger than she had ever seen in her life.

"I've never seen them this large." She said as she limped up to it.

Kylo turned from the dresser, an old radar detector in his hand as he shut the drawer. He watched her approach the bed, placing a hand against the soft material.

The whole ordeal made him anxious, eager to get her away from his hide-away all together.

Trying to calm his annoyance, he glanced away and focused on his breathing. "You...you can sleep in here. I'll stay out in the loft." He said, walking back towards the door. Rey turned to him as fast as she could, her eyes wide.

She hated to admit it, but for the first time in her life, she was terrified of being alone.

She knew the events from the day would cascade down her mind, and in the state she was already in, she was not able to handle the silence.

"Um," she gulped, knowing she shouldn't ask anyway. He paused at the door, his back to her "I don't... I can't..." His head turned towards her, and his eyes drifted from the ground up to her face.

He was going to continue walking, hell he was only one step from getting out of the room...

But the frightened emotion that spiked through the air is the only thing that made him stop.

It was against every single thing Snoke had taught him... this emotion. This sorrow... The pity.

Yet, somehow... He still felt it. In the pit of his stomach, he felt it there, alive.

Glancing away, his large hand gripped the door handle as he debated.

"Fine." Was all he said as he walked to the other side of the bed, sitting down with his back against the wall. He watched as she struggled to get onto the bed, the bed being much higher than the usual cot she was used to.

Rey was attempting to hop onto the bed... and while doing so, she knew she looked like a fool.

Tired and frustrated, she glanced at him only to find him watching her, suppressing a smirk.

Rolling his eyes, he got back up, walking over to her and swiftly bending down to pick her up, letting her fall onto the bed.

Silently, she cursed at him as she gathered the large garment she was drowning in and placed it on the bed as she laid back.

Rey had never felt a softer cushion, the mat itself seemed to form around her aching bones, comforting each one.

Sighing, Rey turned to her side, facing Kylo, who was staring down at the empty space between them.

Re-adjusting, Rey struggled with what to say, feeling odd that she was lying next to the person she was supposedly at war with. Part of her felt guilty, as if she was betraying the trust of everyone in the rebellion, her cheeks growing hot at the thought of them finding out...

However, he was changing... She couldn't place her finger on it, be she felt it.

Rey was sure she could see more if she pressed on in his mind, but the thought frightened her, the image still burned in her mind from the last time the force overtook her.

For nearly two hours, Rey tossed and turned, her body aching for rest and her mind begging for sleep. The memory of Kai's faced appeared the moment her eyes closed, the sounds of her cries whispering in her ears.

As sleep finally overcame her, so did her nightmares.

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Several hours later, the sun was beginning to rise, the sounds of raindrops hitting a nearby window echoed throughout the hut. Rey's eyes shot up, plagued with restlessness.