Ghosts of the Dyad - A Reylo story

Warning

Rey, are you sure you want to do this?" Kylo asked after they'd got back to his room after their encounter with Hux.

"Yes!" She exclaimed, almost annoyed.

"Because they....they're your friends, Rey and I don't want you to regret killing them later."

"You told me to let the past die. You told me to kill it, and I have. That version of me is dead." She replied.

"Rey, you know I'll support you whatever you want to do but I think..."

"You think I'm making a mistake," she finished.

"Yes. I do." He said, looking at the ground.

And he did, ever since he heard her agree to kill her old friends. He knew in his heart that Han Solo hadn't actually done anything wrong and neither had Rey's friends. He knew she would regret it later, he just knew. Slaughtering those who loved her would take even more of a toll on her and the guilt would swallow her whole.

"I have lost enough! What if they strike first, what if they get to you? I'm not losing you too." She said.

He brought her into a hug.

"Rey. That is never, ever going to happen because this time it's different. This time, I have something to fight for and at the end of every single day, I have something to come back to." He said, kissing her on the forehead.

"I have you." He whispered.

"I know what I have to do, but I don't know if I have the strength to do it." She said.

He winced as those words, those familiar words tore through Kylo like a blade.

"Of course you have the strength, you're the strongest person I know." He said, still not quite believing what he'd just heard.

She pulled away from their hug and stretched her hand out towards the cot in the corner of the room, ready to destroy it, but before she could, Kylo grabbed her hand and pushed it back down.

"What are you doing?" He asked in shock.

"I'm killing the past." She said.

"No. We can have it moved if you don't want it in the room with us, just don't destroy it, please. We...we might need it again someday." He begged her.

"What?" She asked.

"We could try again, you know." He said. "I really like the idea of having a life and a family with you."

"My body betrayed me in the worst way possible." She said. "I don't know if I can go through that again."

"We don't have to do it now...or ever and it's just a possibility, but I really think I'm ready to be a dad."

"What if...what if I can't give you children?" She said, sinking to the floor.

"Then we look at some alternatives or we just don't have any. I'm okay with that because I love you too much for it to be any other way." He said, sitting down beside her.

She buried her face into his shoulder.

"I don't know how I can be so upset over something I never had." She said.

"But you did have him...we had him. We never met him, but he was there." He said, sadly. He was glad she was finally opening up to talking about the loss of their unborn child.

"Just don't make any rash decisions because of the pain you're going through...please." He continued.

"My mind's not changed about the resistance base." She said. "They've moved but I know where they are, I can sense them."