Interrogation | By : fairglenn Category: Star Wars (All) > Het - Male/Female Views: 36604 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 2 |
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Chapter 6
Home? What is he talking about? Rey looks around at the controls, trying to sort them out as she watches the First Order Star Destroyer fade from view. She finds this sight entirely unnerving and decides if she’s stuck in this seat, she may as well make herself useful. Her hand drifts to the joystick and she stops herself. Why should she do anything to defend this spacecraft? She’s a prisoner on it. Shaking her head at her own stubbornness she whispers, “Don’t be an idiot.” They’re in space; death by exposure to the vacuum of space in an attack would be much worse than continuing her captivity with him. Although, it’s not really that bad, is it? She scoffs at herself; she has definitely started to lose her mind.
She spends a good half hour mastering the movement of the weapon system before she feels comfortable enough to relax; no one comes after them anyway. It’s short-lived however, as she feels their shuttle power down and jerk with the unmistakable force of being locked onto by another ship. “What now!?” She asks, whipping around to stare at him wide-eyed.
“Relax,” he says, letting go of his controls and leaning back into his seat as though this is nothing to worry about.
She stares at him incredulously, her anger surging. Struggling between a desire to argue with him and self-preservation, she considers her options. This man is in complete control of her wellbeing, and she’s spent weeks mindful of that. He’s shown her many times what it means to disobey him. At this thought she snaps her mouth shut, deciding it’s best to see what happens next before signing herself up for another uncomfortable experience that’s undoubtedly awaiting her should she say any of the sarcastic thoughts in her mind.
Their spacecraft is slowly sucked into a much larger spaceship, coming to a gentle halt inside a hangar not much unlike the one they departed from. Her pulse picks up at the sight of the bright room, but slows as soon as she notices no one here is wearing First Order uniforms. The door to the TIE fighter lifts open, and Rey nearly faints when Finn pops his head in.
“Rey!” he yells.
“FINN!” She screams back, clawing at her harness. She rips it from her shoulders and launches herself out of the capsule and into him, driving him backward beneath the impact. She tries to choke back a sob, tears pouring silently down her face in earnest. She gasps and pulls away, turning just in time to see Kylo climb out of the TIE fighter. His expression is much too relaxed; does he not understand he’s in a Resistance ship? Her blood turns cold as panic sweeps over her, but it turns to confusion as Han Solo runs forward to pull him into an embrace, a tiny woman with long brown hair following suit right behind him. Rey is blown away. This woman looks so much like Kylo Ren, she must be his mother…and Han, he must be his father, then. She feels a pang of jealousy, causing embarrassment to spread through her.
Kylo looks up from his father’s embrace and sees Rey blinking back confusion, her cheeks wet with tears. She looks breathtaking, and he can’t help but imagine her looking up at him like that from the floor, naked. She watches as his face takes on the same primal look she’s seen over and over the last couple of weeks, and she flushes with understanding.
Finn tightens his arms around Rey once more, breaking her gaze. “When I saw him take you I thought you were gone forever…I wanted to come for you.” She stood stock-still and shocked in his embrace. “I wanted to come for you so badly General Organa decided it was less of a security risk to tell me the truth,” he continued, shaking his head. “I was so relieved to find out Kylo Ren – Ben Solo, was with the Resistance; that he was personally protecting you from harm…and I’m even more relieved to see it for myself.” He finishes.
Unable to control her reaction, her jaw drops. “WHAT?!” She shrieks.
Pulling himself out of his mother’s hold, Kylo - Ben, she corrects herself - begins his stride toward her. “She didn’t make it easy,” he says to Finn. “She was quite a challenge to keep from harm,” he drawls, his eyes meeting hers once more, “Weren’t you?” he finishes, his head dipping ever so slightly in a very subtle challenge only meant for her. She starts to sputter something in response, and chokes on her own words. He continues forward into the ship without her, his mouth turning up at the corner.
She feels frozen in place, her body trembling. She fucking hates him. HATES him.
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