The Force's Secret - A Reylo Fan Fiction

Grand Theft Autumn

Author's Note: This was a double update so if you haven't read the previous chapter 'Today', please do so now. Don't forget to vote and comment if you have them!

*briefly inspired by 'Grand Theft Autumn/Where Is Your Boy' by Fall Out Boy*

Poe sauntered into the Dome after speaking with Rey in the hall. He settled himself in a worn leather chair and kicked his feet up onto the dash of a ComLink.

"General Dameron, sir. Commander Wexleys ship just requested clearance to land. He will be with you shortly." C3-PO reported to him.

"Great, thanks." Poe said, waving the protocol droid away. A different droid rolled up to greet him. The round droid beeped to Poe in a happy tone.

"Yeah, I went and saw her." Poe said to BB-8. BB-8 gave a flirty whistle in response.

"You know it's not like that." Poe said to BB-8, shaking his head. He sighed and leaned back in his chair, rubbing his hands down his face.

Over the years, Rey and himself had become increasingly close. What started out as a friendship had blossomed into... Well, if he was being honest, a complex friendship. They weren't dating, far from it. The most intimate they'd ever been was a few make out sessions here and there. Granted they were two very busy individuals. Him, as the leader of the Resistance. Her, with teaching the ways of the Force. There really wasn't time for a real relationship.

Still, there were a few nights where if one of them was having a bad time - like today for example - they'd share a bed. Just another warm body for comfort. Nothing more.

It's not like Poe didn't try to move things along, he did. Rey was just a very stubborn and complicated person. Poe wasn't stupid. He knew there were others that came before him in her life. And that included a certain individual she was still hung up on, with good reason.

He grumbled, frustrated at the thought of him.

'Maybe he won't find out what I know.' Poe thought to himself, trying to cheer himself up in the moment.

He hated the man, probably more than he cared to acknowledge. But Rey was the best thing about the Resistance. Her heart and mind were as strong as her powers. She was special to everyone in the Resistance in one way or another. Maybe he was tired of sharing. Maybe he was tired of Rey's struggle to leave the past behind and move on. But he was in no place to ask that of her. This was a conclusion she had to come to on her own.

Snap Wexley entered the Dome and Poe took his feet off the ComLink and swiveled in his chair.

"Snap! What's the word from Coruscant?" Poe eagerly asked. Snap took off his helmet as he approached.

"The First Order remains in the Deep Core. No significant movement has been recorded." Snap reported to Poe, shaking his head sadly.

"You said 'significant'." Poe repeated to Snap. "What does that mean?"

"Well, Coruscant scanners have detected smaller crafts in the area, but the host ship remains stationed above the moon of Fex."

"How many smaller crafts we talking about?"

"About half a dozen." Snap replied.

Poe ran a hand through his hair and pursed his mouth in thought.

"All right. I'll send word along to Threnalli to keep watch on the base from his station on Chandrila."

"Good idea sir." Snap said, nodding to Poe. Snap exited the Dome as Poe turned back around and typed in the ComLink.