The Force's Secret - A Reylo Fan Fiction

All The Things She Said

Author's Note: Part 3 of 4 - quadruple update!!! Don't forget to read the next part and to comment and vote!

*briefly inspired by 'All the Things She Said' by t.A.T.u (minus the lesbian undertones)*

Ben let go of Rey and her body collapsed to the floor in a heap. He stood above her, breathing heavy. He still held his hand out towards her and began to pull at her mind.

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~ Seven Months and Eleven Days after the events of The Last Jedi ~

Rey was underneath the Falcon, a streak of oil across her forehead from wiping sweat off her brow with a soiled hand.

The Falcon was long overdue for repairs. R2-D2 had scanned the Falcon's computer system for her, flagging all the sensors that were out of sync. She had already repaired one of the satellites, but the wiring was shot in several other places. Wires lay at her feet as she dug inside the belly of the freighter.

R2-D2 beeped at her quizzically as she scrunched up in face in concentration. She yanked out another handful of frayed wires and beamed at the droid. He whistled.

"Thanks Artoo." Rey said, sighing and wiping at her head again. She took a seat on top of a supply crate, momentarily feeling dizzy. R2-D2 beeped at her again.

"I'm about done." She said to him. "Just have to uncoil the new wires and install them. Then we'll see what else is wrong with this old ship." Rey said, laying a hand lovingly against the metal underside of the ship. R2-D2 cooed.

"Hey Rey, how goes the repairs?" came a familiar voice. Finn's happy face peeked underneath the Falcon at her, followed shortly by Rose.

"Hey guys. It's going all right." Rey said, sighing. She indicated the series of wires that lay on the ground.

"Looks... Fun?" Finn said, unenthused. Rey tried to force a smile but she was beginning to feel woozy. Maybe it was from the fumes of fuel inside the hangar...

"Well, we're heading to check on the progress of the gardens. Want to come?" Rose asked her.

Rey shook her head and opened her mouth to politely decline but she quickly shut her mouth only to turn around and spew her breakfast over the other side of the supply crate. R2-D2 squealed in response.

"Rey?! Are you okay?" Rose asked, rushing over to her. Finn made a face.

Rey straightened and wiped at her mouth. That was a bad idea. Now her mouth tasted like acid and oil. She retched again. Rose rubbed at her back.

"You eat the oatmeal this morning?" Finn asked of her. Rey shook her head no.

"Oh. That stuff always messes me up." He said, placing a hand on his stomach. Rose shot Finn a look.

"It's probably just the fumes..." Rey muttered, feeling horribly embarrassed.

"I'm sure it will pass." Rose said comfortingly to her. Rey gave her friend a small smile.

"Thanks Rose."

"And wash your hands." Finn added. "If it's not the food, I don't want to catch whatever bug you've got."

"Of course it's the food." Rose said to him. "What else could it be? Is she pregnant? Hahahaha."

Rey felt as if she was going to be sick again but the feeling was fleeting.

"Yeah. Right. Hahahaha." Rey weakly laughed.

"Feel better Rey." Rose said to Rey.

"See you." Finn said, giving her a wave.