The Dyad: Star Wars Ep. IX Continuation

Chapter 4

Rey woke up sweating. She sat up and ran a hand across her forehead. It wasn't the room that was warm but rather herself. She must have been dreaming about something, she thought. She didn't actually know what, however. She was about to lay her head back down but her mind slowly cleared from her sleep haze and she realized something was missing. She went to sleep with Ben and he was nowhere to be found now.

She padded across the bedroom floor to the bathroom. Maybe he was just relieving himself, she thought. The door slid open rather loudly and it was empty. She frowned. She walked barefoot out into the main room, nothing. Being slightly afraid Ben had left she began to get frantic. She skidded around the entire ship until she finally decided to call out for him.

"Ben?" She said into the empty room.

From door leading to the flight deck, Ben's dark hair poked out. The only place she didn't look.

"Hm?" He said.

Rey sighed and walked over to the round entrance. He was sitting in the pilot's chair with his leg tossed over the armrest. He was just staring blankly out the round windows in front of them.

"I was looking for you," Rey said quietly.

"I know." He replied, still looking straight ahead, "I heard you."

Rey rolled her eyes and crossed her arms, "Well what are you doing? Going somewhere?" She motioned to the controls in front of them.

"No." He smirked and looked over his shoulder, up at her, "Just couldn't sleep."

"It's only been a few hours," Rey replied,

"I know. I'm not used to sleeping in long increments." He said, nodding towards the co-pilot chair for her to sit.

She slid into the chair and faced him, "Why's that?"

"I was usually woken up every couple of hours by someone needing something from me." He paused, reminiscing, "It was usually one of the Generals being anxious about tiny details. Specifically General Hux." He shook his head and his dark hair reflected the moonlight all around the room.

"He was the spy you know," Rey said, wondering just how much he knew.

"Oh, I know. I've known ever since a meeting we had before he got in contact with the Resistance. His mind was always easy for me to read. I could hear him going over this plan he had for getting information to the Resistance. His anxiety was so overwhelming I could barely think. So I asked him if my helmet made him nervous." He grinned widely and chuckled,

"Why did you let him contact us?" Rey asked, intrigued.

Ben looked at her and reached out to run a finger along her arm she had propped on the armrest, "I thought if the Resistance knew where I was, it would bring me one step closer to you."

Rey laughed and grabbed his outstretched hand, "That's not very tactical of you, Supreme Leader."

Ben rolled his eyes and squeezed her hand, "I wasn't exactly thinking about the war at that point." He looked lovingly into her eyes and sighed, "Ever since our first meeting on Star Killer Base, my intentions completely changed. I used to long for world domination and power. After seeing you... all I wanted was to be by your side. Everything I did after the day you scarred my face," he motioned to his face, "was to get closer to you."

Rey's face melted from humor to regret. She crawled out of her chair and into his lap, forgoing any awkwardness of sitting on him again. She took his face into her hands and ran a finger down his pink scar. She felt sad looking at it. For a year he had been tracking her down while she did nothing but run, and try to hurt him.