"Elf" - A Reylo AU

Rogue Publishing

"Oh my God!!! Cass!!! This is wonderful!!!" Sabine said, throwing her arms around her husband and pulling him into a hug. "You have another child! A daughter!!!"

Cassian gently pushed his wife back from him. He was shocked by his wife's reaction to the news about Rey. Though he had a feeling that was about to change.

"Sabine... She thinks she's a Christmas elf."

"Whaahaahaaat?" Sabine said, slightly laughing as she replied. "An elf?"

"Yes. An elf. From the North Pole. Amilyn says she must be reverting to a state of child-like dependency. Says that she needs to be nurtured. Sabine, this girl is nearly twenty years old and she still refers to the bathroom as the 'potty'!"

"Now Cass, don't get yourself all riled up." Sabine said as she cupped her husbands face, gently stroking his cheeks with her thumbs. "We'll do whatever Amilyn says is best."

This did not make Cassian feel any better.

"So when do I get to meet her?" Sabine asked as they entered the elevator of their apartment building.

"You're not at all worried that she thinks she's an elf?" Cassian asked, ignoring Sabine's question.

"Oh, I'm sure she really doesn't believe she's an elf." Sabine said, waving him off. Cassian frowned.

"I admit, things will be a little complicated at first. But it's nothing we can't handle." Sabine said as they stepped off the elevator.

"All right. You can't say I didn't warn you." Cassian replied as he unlocked the door to the apartment.

Christmas songs softly played in the background as the new family of four sat around the dinner table. Silverware clinked and scraped against plates as they ate.

"Sooo... Uh... Rey." Sabine said, taking a stab at making small talk with her new step-daughter. "Where did you say you were for the last nineteen years again?"

"The North Pole." Rey said simply. "Can you pass the maple syrup please?"

"Maple... Syrup...???" Sabine asked slowly, confused. "This is spaghetti honey, not pancakes."

"That's okay. I'll just use my emergency syrup."

Rey reached into the pocket of her skirt and pulled out a amber colored bottle and proceeded to pour maple syrup atop her spaghetti noodles. Ezra made a disgusted face.

"You must really like syrup...." Sabine noted aloud.

"YES! It's one of the four main food groups."

"You mean five." Sabine corrected.

"Nope." Rey shook her head. "The elves have four main food groups."

She ticked them off her fingers one by one.

"Candy. Candy Canes. Candy Corns. And syrup."

"I see...." Sabine said, trailing off. There was a momentary lull of silence.

"So um... Rey.... Will you be staying here then? With us?"

"You mean I can stay here?" Rey asked incredulously.

"Of course you can honey."

"Sabine..." Cassian said warningly.

"Exactly how long do you think you'd be staying here?" Sabine continued.

"Well...." Rey said thoughtfully as she swirled her spaghetti in the syrup on her plate. "I hadn't really thought it out.... But I guess.... Forever." She answered with a shrug.