PHASMA X REY

A REBEL HEARTBEAT

               Phasma awakens from her peaceful night's dream. She rises from the hammock swing bed Rey had prepared for her last night.

A bit hungry and thirsty due to the lack of air conditioning in this At-At walker, anybody would be susceptible to the taxing environment.

She walks through the small passageway of the rear doorway and into the belly of the walker. She can see Rey sleeping in her Hammock still sleeping peacefully. A gentle smile graces Phasma without herself even noticing. Her heart begins to speed up ever so slightly as she accepts that Rey is her hero. Her knight in shining armor. Her Romeo.

Except... Except that... She can't ever let her know that.

Somehow... Some way... She still has to return to her duty as a captain of the first order.

To become a lesbian after vanishing from the military as a commander to the most talented soldiers would be nothing less than a reason for execution. Especially when having to accept help from someone that helped a traitor, an escaped prisoner, and not to mention an escaped B-B Unit.

"Rey..."

She whispers as she walks closer to the young 19 years old still sleeping, and dreaming of finding her lost family.

        Phasma carefully places her hand upon Rey's cheek ever so slightly, being careful not to awaken her. She slowly leans in and looks at her light pink lips.

Tears begin to fill her eyes as she fights the urge within herself. Anger slowly turns into sadness as she leans in wanting to kiss the young beauty. A vision of them both embarrassing crosses her mind as she imagines what she really wants. 

"I can't... I shouldn't.... I won't."

Those words escape her as she fights what she really wants.

The desire to have someone that she wants to protect and help. To kiss. To hold in her arms and embrace what she really wants. What she is.

"I'm not some failure that's going to be-"

She becomes silent when Rey stirs and opens her eyes. Her heart sinks when seeing this as her hand is still placed upon her cheek.

"Um... Phasma... what are you doing?"

Phasma turns bright red as her military training prepared her for everything but this. And her talent for creating excuses is absolutely perfect for military failures. But not suited for what she has done here and now.

"Um... I was... It's... I can explain."

Rey perfectly understands what's happening right now since being a woman herself, and regardless of being perhaps ten years younger than Phasma, she still knows what happens when a woman is saved by a hero. And she doesn't deny the facts as they are.

Regardless, this moment is something to savor and be entertained by. So she does want to hear what sort of creative excuse Phasma might come up with.

"I would like to hear it. This explanation you have."

Phasma pulls her hand back and takes a step back as Rey sits up and stretches.

"I... wanted to..."

Phasma considers her options and begins to process every sentence that might come out of her mouth. Every letter and every word. Thinking of every scenario and every choice that she makes.

"This girl here saved me. Did everything for me. Never thought twice about helping me. She even fed me while I was passed out. Made sure all of my needs had been met. And now... I'm right here... wanting to lie... No."

Those words, those thoughts pass through her mind as she takes a deep breath and accepts what she is about to say to Rey.

Looking upon Rey, she accepts that the girl is expecting a joke or some poor excuse. But honestly... she's not expecting that.

And that is exactly what Phasma is an expert at. Honesty and going directly to the target in any given situation.

Like right now.

"Rey... I wanted to kiss you."

To Be Continued.