Taking Command Book 1 (Kylux) (#Wattys2016)

Chapter Forty Two: Triumphant

Kylo PoV

Three days after Hux's departure, word came that he was returning. I was overjoyed and did my best not to show it. He was alive! He had not died. I hoped he had managed to deter any more Resistance spies from infiltrating the base.

"When'll he be returning?" I asked Phasma.

"He'll be back in a day. Why are you so interested in the General's whereabouts?" I could sense her condescension and doubt. She had obviously not forgotten our heated conversation of a few days before.

"I just want to be there for his return. I'm impressed with what he did. I hope he managed to get Dameron to quit looking around this star system." I made up an excuse on the go. I had to have something better than 'I missed him'.

"He's due to arrive tonight. Now will you please leave me alone?" She sounded annoyed and harrassed.

"Yes." I stalked away, already hoping I could make things up before it was all too late. Hux would want me to. He had said himself he was not afraid of Snoke, that he was willing to die for our love.

These past three days had made me realize that he had not been bluffing. Love meant a lot to him, and he was not going to give it up for anything.

If he was willing to put it all on the line, I should be too. I decided, at that moment, that I would reconcile with Hux as soon as possible after his arrival home.

The day seemed to drag by as I waited for Hux to come back. I rehearsed what I would say in my head over and over. By the time Hux arrived and Phasma notified me of such an event, I was a nervous wreck.

I walked out to the landing platform to meet him, hands shaking, palms sweating. Hux was in his bounty hunter gear and looked very good.

He spotted me immediately and came over to me looking mixed crossed and tired.

"What." He glared at me. "I heard you thought I couldn't do it."

"I-I..." I was going to try to explain.

"Let me tell you something, Kylo Ren. I can do it. Anything that needs done for the First Order, I am willing to do it. Don't you ever doubt that. This is not a hobby, it is my life." He was a ball of fiery determination and indignant at being doubted.

"I-I'm sorry for doubting you. I only doubted you because I was worried about you. Worried about you because I didn't want you going off somewhere dangerous. Because I haven't been honest with you. I love you. I always have, ever since the start of all this. Snoke threatened to hurt you so I had to do a lot of things to convince him you didn't matter. Everything I said was because of that, and when I heard that you were doing this, I panicked, because I didn't want you to do die thinking I hated you." I finished, slightly out of breath, and extremely embarrassed. Hux was looking at me a little bit oddly.

"I can't believe it," he murmured. "Is it...? Do you really...?" He looked shyly at me.

"It's real." I said.

He ran towards me and threw his arms around me. "I missed you," he whispered to me.

"And I you," I replied," let's get back to my personal rooms." I whispered this to him.

"Sounds great," he replied to me.

As we walked back, I felt happy, happier than I had ever felt in months. I had Hux back. I was triumphant, and nothing could bring me down.