Forgotten

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     Rey sat on her bed, wrapping her hands with fresh cloth. Her training had reopened wounds and the scabs never seemed to fade. She had many scars. All of them from battle. All of them from Ben.
     "Is he really Ben?" She asked herself. "After he became Supreme Leader... I'm sure he returned to Kylo Ren."
     Poe appeared in the doorway of her room with a helmet in his hands. "You're not still talking about that Solo, are you?"
     Rey jumped up and held her trembling hands behind her back. "No, of course not. I have better things to do than that." She grabbed her broken saber and sat at the tinkering desk in her room. "As soon as I get this fixed I'll be ready to join you and Leia in the fight."
     "Finn isn't doing too well out there."
     "So? He's got Rose! He doesn't need me to fight his battles for him."
     He sat down on her bed and sighed. "Rey, you're a Jedi. The Resistance is depending on you, not just Finn."
     "Fine." She started to fix the saber. "Leave me be. I might be able to get this working again."
     Poe nodded and left the room, closing the door behind him. Rey quickly stood up and returned to her bed. She stared at the wall and focused on Ben. His tall build, dark eyes and hair, strong muscles. The more she pictured, the more she could feel the force connecting them. For a quick flash she saw a glimpse of him in his room.
     He turned to her with a scowl. "Go away, scavenger." He said before cutting the bond off.
     She willed the tears to stay in her eyes and stood up. "Men." She whispered before going back to her saber.