Lost - A Reylo Fanfiction

Chapter 2

As the warmth of the Sun touches my skin, I decide it 's time to head back. The rest of  them would be awake soon, and I wouldn't want anyone worrying about my well-being. I rise from my spot on the beach and make my way towards the village. 

I first walk back to my hut to collect my boots since my feet are now damp and cold thanks to the ocean. But I also go back to my hut to recollect my thoughts. The fear of an attack on our new base now  hovers over my shoulders, yet something tells me that that wouldn't be the worse that could happen. I'm just about to leave when I hear a knock at my door. "Who is it?" I call out.

"Just your friend Mr I Hope You're Not Gonna Do Anything Stupid Without Me," a familiar voice replies. Finn. I open the door and see him there with a huge smile on his face. He's been worked up since we got here because of Rose, who if I recall, saved Finn from a mission that was sure to end in his death. I'm grateful for her but her heroic actions also got her hurt. I can only imagine the feelings that would've torn at Finn's heart when that happened.

"You're smiley today," I state as monotonous as I can, although I must admit, it wasn't very monotonous at all. All I get from him in reply is a childish giggle though, and the next thing I know he has my hand in his and is dragging me towards the infirmary. A million thoughts race through my mind, the most prominent being the memory of our first encounter on Jakku when we ran from the First Order. Amazing, isn't it? How actions in different situations can echo each other so much?

When we get to the infirmary I see Poe and BB-8 waiting about outside of Rose's ward. It's odd to see Poe up so early in the morning, but clearly sleep is still clinging on to him, what with his messy curls pointing in every direction and his shirt thrown on inside out. Finn must've woken him up before he came to get me.

BB-8 beeps a cheerful good morning to me and without a pause Finn shouts out, "Rose finally gets out of the infirmary today!" He's wearing the biggest smile I've ever seen that it even puts a smile on my face. Yet, I feel a pang of guilt hit me in the gut. I wasn't there when Finn had woken up after the fight with Kylo on Starkiller Base.

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In the cafeteria, Finn is too excited to even sit still so he and BB-8 decide to go on a walk to explore the island, leaving me with Poe. The cafeteria is bustling with energy. Over the noise I pick out fragments of conversation, the usual morning greetings, invitations for flight tests, dream sharing, and the occasional worry of an attack from the First Order. Throughout all this though, I can't help but notice the silence surrounding Poe.

Poe Dameron. The best pilot in the Resistance. I don't know much about him and only met him recently, yet he seems to know about me. Or, well, he seems to know what I did. But even though I hardly know him, I know he helped Finn escape from the First Order, and I've seen the other girls here at the Resistance gawk at him and whisper when he walks by. I do have to admit though, those dark curls and that flyboy smile can capture any girl's heart. The silence surrounding him now however, now that's something I know that isn't very Poe.

As I try to decide whether to start a conversation, almost as if he read my mind Poe says with a chuckle, "Honestly Rey, you're no good at starting conversations with people are you?"

"Well I mean, what would you expect from someone who lived most of her life alone in the middle of a desert?" I respond with a grin.

"Fair enough. But I mean you could try."

"And embarrass myself? I don't think so."  A laugh creeped up my throat and left my mouth. It feels like forever since I've felt happy, genuinely, purely happy and I guess that's why I couldn't stop laughing. After a while Poe was snorting with laughter as well and soon both of us were grabbing the edge of the table for support. I feel the eyes of the others on us while we're chuckling but I don't even care what they think. This is happiness and I won't let anyone take it away from me. There's still a war to end but for now I'm happy. Happiness is not caring what others think of you when you're not trying to protect them. Happiness is here and now with Poe Dameron. Wait, hold up. Did I just....Is Poe happiness?