We Are Meant To Be Together- A Reylo Fanfiction

Chapter 28: Vulnerable

QUICK A/N: The beginning of the dream scene is partially inspired by the Han Solo and Lando Calrissian novel "Last Shot". Enjoy!

A young Ben Solo was fast asleep on top of the famous smuggler and resistance general Han Solo, stirring and rolling over every so slightly on top of his father's chest as soft snores left the tiny kid's chest.  His father was also fast asleep while his wife, Ben's mother...Leia Organa was in a meeting, as she usually was. They were both very busy with their jobs but they always cherished moments with each other and their two-year-old son Ben Solo. Han Solo suddenly woke up with a tiny foot in his face, "how did his son's foot get in his face? A few minutes ago Ben's head was on his chest" Han thought to himself when suddenly he heard an irritating voice of a droid. He blinked his eyes multiple times adjusting to the lack of light in the bedroom, he focused back to Ben and a grin formed onto his lips when he realized that Ben was actually sleeping, the poor raven toddler had, unfortunately, began to suffer from night terrors since he had turned two. Most nights Ben would wake up from his night terrors or would go to bed at a very late hour. This was few of the nights where he actually slept with no interruptions. 

Han heard the droid say something again, "What?" Han asked quietly as he took into consideration that his son was finally sleeping peacefully, no night terrors had bothered him until now, which was good news. The droid spoke again, this time Han paid attention.

"I will transfer the holo from Chancellor Mon Mothma immediately," The droid said, Han quickly realizing it was his wife's protocol droid T-2LC. When the sentence came out of the droid, Han's eyes widened and he tried his best to not move as much as possible as Ben was still asleep. "What? No!" Han whispered-shouted, he didn't want to chat with Mon Mothma when it was late at night, he was shirtless, his son was sleeping on top of him kicking him every now and then... and he had a mad case of bed hair.  

He heard his son stir a bit and almost whimper, his brows furrowed when all of a sudden a bright blue hologram appeared, most of it shining on top of Ben's face as Ben stirred and kicked Han once again as Han groaned. "Leia. Oh-" The voice of Mon Mothma rang but she stopped herself when she realized she wasn't there and that Leia's husband and son were fast asleep, well the kid was. The hologram shined more brightly on Ben's face and just as it turned off Ben's eyes sprang open as the toddler burst out crying.

Han sighed, Ben must have had a mix of a night terror, along with the light of the hologram shining in his face, Han couldn't blame him, that poor kid. He opened his arm wide and spoke softly to his son. "Shh come here, big guy" He then put his hands underneath his son's tiny arms and put him on his lap that way Ben was sobbing on Han's chest. "It's alright, I got you, tough guy"  Han cooed as Ben sniffled. Han reached out and wiped his son's tears and brought him back into his chest, several minutes passed by and Han could hear the snores that came from Ben, he smiled to himself proudly.

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A now six-year-old Ben Solo walked down the halls of his house, feeling anxious, his dad would be arriving after being gone for weeks... he missed him. He saw his mom on her holo-pad, looking concentrated on what she was doing. "Morning mommy" He spoke quietly, Leia's eyes brightened up as she looked up at her son, who had his PJs still on and the most valuable and cherished toy that his uncle Lando had given him. 

"Good morning Ben. How did you sleep?" Leia asked, her eyes going back to her holo-pad as Ben shrugged and partially lied. "Ok mommy" Ben spoke quietly as he fidgeted with his fingers, the truth is he had slept a few hours thanks to his nightmares, but he didn't want to say anything because he knew his mother was far too busy to care about his problems. He was just six after all. All of a sudden his stomach growled loudly and Ben looked down at the floor before asking his mom. "Mommy I'm hungry.." Ben pouted as he touched his stomach.