Rey x Finn: One Shots

Calm Amidst the Storm

Finn was sprawled out on the ground, his friends and fellow Resistance members around him, most of them probably worse off than him, along with storm troopers. In the distance he could hear the clashes of sound and static from Rey's saber hitting Kylo's. She called out in pain and Finn winced. He desperately wanted to get up and run to her aid, shoot Kylo down from behind with his blaster, but he couldn't. His foot was twisted unnaturally and every time he even thought about moving it, pain shot up his leg. He closed his eyes, hearing a tree fall and the branches crunch. He hoped it was a tree crunching. Kylo called out, screaming in agony and it gave Finn hope, but the fight continued. He tried to disappear into a memory. His eyes searched behind his eyelids and he found himself in one of his favourite memories.

He was just on the edge of sleep, Rey wasn't in bed next to him but he felt at peace. As he slowly woke up, the sound of soft, angelic music met his ears. The gentle melody was coming from the bathroom, the shower drowning out most of the sweet sound but it was still enough. Steam poured from the open door and he couldn't see in but immediately he knew it was Rey. His entire body felt relaxed, his mind shutting out everything but her voice. He never knew she could sing, and he didn't even know what she was saying. The song sounded like a lullaby in another language. He didn't want to move but something about the verse she sang pulled him out of bed and into the steam-filled bathroom.

Finn could still hear her soft voice as he laid on the forest floor, being surrounded by new soldiers and being lifted onto a stretcher. As he was carried away he didn't speak to his rescuers, the song playing in his head and he looked past them to see Rey and Kylo still in the heat of battle. As long as he kept the song in his head, he felt that she would be alright. He refused to stop imagining her voice until she sat beside his bed in the infirmary.

Kylo had managed to escape, hopping onto one of the remaining, undestroyed First Order ships just before it took off. His own had been blown up by the Resistance. The fight was still not over.

Rey's gentle hands played with his hair and comforted him as they re-set his broken ankle and attended to a blaster-shot wound on his upper thigh. He had been one of the last in line with the massive influx of injured because his injuries didn't include internal bleeding or major blood loss. It kind of pissed Rey off though that they had waited so long. It wasn't a long or difficult procedure to fix him up. Afterwards he was allowed to return to their room with Rey, who as soon as they were alone, kissed him all over and hugged him tightly.

"How did you keep calm..." she whispered, knowing that seeing her fight like that would have drove him crazy from worry. He smiled and looked into her eyes.

"I remembered your lullaby."