All the Way 2.0 (Kylo Ren x Reader) - New and improved

PK-2333 and PK-2334

Normally it took you only seven minutes to get from the med-bay down into P37. Today it took you twenty.

There were two elevators you had to take. One to get down from the specially secured floors for high-ranking First Order members into an all-access-area and another one to get from the all-access-area into the prison wing. However, the latter was broken and you had to walk all the way around to get to some emergency-only staircases.

The walking hadn't even been the part that had taken you long; getting through the multiple security doors was. You had to biometrically confirm your identity three times before being let through. As you finally reached P37, you'd also ended up on the opposite end of the corridor and walk all the way back to the beginning where your prisoners were being kept.

"Good morning," you greeted the twin stormtroopers who were always assigned to the area.

"Good morning," they replied simultaneously.

"The elevator is broken, apparently."

"Destroyed is more accurate," PK-2333 said and you weren't sure if you were hearing fear or amusement in his voice.

The doors of the elevator had been bent and cut with a lightsabre. In a wall close to it a data pad had been thrown at it with such force, that it was now stuck in the wall. It was still working, a white light occasionally blinking in an alternating rhythm to the red light above the elevator.

"Kylo?" you asked and dislodged the data pad from the wall.

"Some officer came to him with questions about the Resistance. She got away unscathed but what you're holding belongs to her."

"We were surprised he didn't launch her in the wall. He was being generous today."

"You were there when it happened?"

"Yes. And no. We were hiding." PK-2334 pointed further along the hallway. "No one can see us when we are behind that pillar, but we can see everything because the glass there reflects it well."

"Ah," you made, not entirely sure to which place in the corridor he was referring to.

"You know MD-2442, this used to be a great job to have. We've been assigned for the prisoners long enough that the superiors trust us and aren't constantly on our asses about everything."

"But now that Mr Lightsabre comes down here almost every day, it's become a bit more..."

"...eventful?" you finished PK-2333's sentence.

"Scary, is more accurate," his twin concluded. "Not that you seem to mind much. You aren't scary yourself and you either have no sense of self-preservation when it comes to the Supreme Leader or he doesn't intimidate you."

"Oh, but he does. He really does. He is scary." But he was also your patient and that gave you authority over some parts of his life as long as he was still wounded. It balanced out the power-dynamic, but you couldn't tell them that. Something about confidentiality and not wanting to get your head cut off. "I just hide it better," you lied instead. "And what do you mean I don't look scary? N°12 hates me."

The two of them laughed. "Somehow, yes, but you don't look intimidating."

"Not much at all, to be honest."

"Yeah, I know." The three of you dropped talking about whatever was wrong with Mr Stares and turned back to the elevator doors instead. It was silent for a few seconds and you wondered if anyone was able to calm Kylo Ren down. That you'd survived scolding him after one of his outbursts seemed a bit more impossible. "How long until it's repaired?"

"Tomorrow. They're getting the parts now."

"Do you reckon he has his own crew of mechanics that only fixes what he's destroyed?" PK-2334 joked but neither of you would have been surprised if that would prove to be true.