Cherchant (Kylo Ren x Reader)

Twenty-Five

The coarse fabric of the duffel bag scraps uncomfortably against your bare skin leaving you wishing that you had been wearing more than a skimpy dress. The night had taken a turn. You concentrate on listening as your body bounces against Kylo Ren's side with each step he takes. Panic momentarily overtakes you when the loud music of the club eliminates your only useful sense. Kylo, having felt your panic, is inviting you into his mind. Closing your eyes to the blackness, your mind fills with his sight. All eyes in the club stay respectfully diverted from your group as you make your way through the space.

The quiet of the night is a welcome reprieve as you're carried outside. Kylo is straining to keep control over the men. You attempt to channel some of your power into him to strengthen his grip on their minds. There are four of them, a lot to manage. The fifth man was left bound and unconscious in the basement after being struck and knocked out. Kylo would be taking his place and you would be posing as the abducted children.

The men wait, eerily still, for their next command as Kylo turns to Laundsky. The sheriff is carrying the second duffel with the children safely tucked inside. The bag is almost as large as the bothan. He waits impatiently for the valet to round the corner with the speeder. Wasting no time when it arrives, Laundsky carefully loads the children into the backseat before turning back to Kylo.

"Keep your comlink open so I can find you as soon as I get them to safety," he says under his breath.

Kylo nods and watches him speed off before commanding the men to lead the way to the docks.

Several blocks later the abandoned docks come into view.

It's a particularly decrepit and barren area with only every other light illuminated over the boardwalk. No one would be wandering here at night.

Kylo sets you on a bench and unzips the bag enough for you to have a reprieve and some fresh air. After doing a sweep of the area and mapping several potential exits, he alerts you that he has sensed something and zips the bag closed but for a small gap. He steps forward, straining to locate the approaching engine sound.

A cloaking device.

Kylo watches the skimmer materialize before him.

That'd be why they haven't been able to track them.

Kylo steps forward as a figure dressed all in black leaps from the skimmer and onto the docks, marching confidently toward your group.

"You've got the goods, lads? ... Who are you?"

The man's craggy voice grates against your ears.

He's new, Kylo thinks.

"He's new," says one of the Force controlled thugs. "He collected the goods and insisted on handing them over himself."

You listen to one called Brakus speak the words that Kylo puppeteers.

"And does this new guy have a name?"

"Han," says Kylo.

Your breath catches when you hear him speak his slain father's name.

What? He responds to you silently. This is the exact kind of shit Han would have gotten himself into.

Based on the stories you'd heard, he was right. Oddly you no longer feel so alone or frightened. Maybe Han was watching over the two of you tonight.

You listen as Kylo expertly deflects the man's attempt to open the bag that you are curled up in for a look. He boards the skimmer followed by the others, keeping his arm wrapped tightly around you.