Finding Freedom | Kylo Ren X Reader

Chapter 13

A/N: My apologies for the quicker than normal updates. My first day of school is Monday and I'm writing like mad trying to wrap this story up. I feel like the chapter I'm writing is the final chapter (I also said this for the last chapter though, LOL!), and I want to get it written and posted all before Monday. 

"Lucille, Eden, Ren." You said to your daughter over and over. "Your name is Lucille, Eden, Ren." Today, you and Lucy were up in her room, sitting at her plastic table coloring pictures in your pajamas. You were writing out her full name while she was just scribbling away happily. You were certain she didn't care about her new title as a Ren, but you were elated. Over a week had passed since Lucy's birthday, but you still couldn't get over the fact that Kylo had confirmed her title. She was a Ren, you were a Ren, and, together, the three of you made up quite the happy family. The revelation was happy enough to get your mind off of your stir craziness for those few days, but as you sat at this table you found yourself becoming dissatisfied once again. Kylo couldn't possibly think that being stuck in the house for years was healthy for you and for her, could he?

Regardless, you kept your spirits as high as you could as you taught Lucille her new name. She'd smile at you, point to the different colored scribbles she had drawn and babble on about her drawing. You couldn't understand a word she said, but that didn't matter. What she had to say was important to you, and you knew it was important to talk back to her to improve her speech.

"It's beautiful, Lucy," You said to her, and she picked her head up and beamed at you. "Just like you. You're beautiful!" You gassed her, knowing she still probably didn't understand you. Speaking light into her, praising her, and bringing her up was important to you since you knew Kylo wouldn't be able to keep the two of you locked in here forever. Eventually she'd come in contact with people who weren't so nice, and you had to build her confidence now. You wanted to raise a kind, beautiful, confident young woman, and you knew it all had to start while she was young.

It was getting close to lunchtime, and you had some leftover chicken for you and Lucy to eat. "Are you ready for lunch, Lucille Ren?" You asked her, and she nodded her head enthusiastically. You began the process of untangling yourself from the small plastic table, and as soon as you had freed just one of your legs Lucy once again started talking to you again.

"Wen!" She said, clear as day. The sound, the one syllable that came from between her four teeth, was powerful enough to knock you back down onto your butt into the table.

"What?" You asked her, not really believing she had said what she did. "Lucy, what did you say?" She looked at you slightly confused. You knew what you thought you had heard, and you wanted her to say it again. "Say it, baby. Say Lucille, Eden, Ren!" You coaxed, and Lucy smiled mischievously at you.

"Eee, Eee, Wen!" She exclaimed, patting her chest with each sound and that's when you knew that she was beginning to understand herself as well. Clearly she was saying Ren, and clearly she was trying to say her name. What made the moment so sweet was that her very first word was her title. You were ecstatic, wiggled yourself free from her little table and immediately took her into your arms.

"My smart, big girl!" You said, overcome with emotion. Lucy giggled, wrapped her arms around you in a hug and did her usual 'Awwww.' She was so sweet, so smart and continued to impress you day after day. You couldn't wait to tell Kylo when he got home that night.

Over the next few months Lucy's vocabulary grew. Both you and Kylo were impressed that Lucy could say her name (or title as Kylo continually reminded you), but when she learned how to refer to you as "mama" and Kylo as "deedee," you were over the moon. Other words came into play. She'd pat your chest and say "boob" when she wanted to nurse, she learned how to say "uh oh" whenever something bad happened. She learned how to say hi and bye, please and "thinks" came shortly after, and by the time she turned 18 months old you found that she could carry on very short, very fragmented conversations with you and Kylo.