Owner Malfunction.

He heard it was here.

And he was determined to get it back, to honor his father by keeping it safe... He decided that he would do whatever it took in order to do just that; To remember Han.

And now, he found it almost funny, how he used to seethe at the mere sight of the broken, rusting ship... But now, all he wanted to do was protect it.

Sitting in the basement's cell on the Kanjiklub's ship, Ben Solo leaned his head back against the stoned wall, letting his senses rest as he thought of the events that led him here.

It'd only been a year since Execgol, since Palpatine was defeated and Rey was saved... The memory makes him smile; Their first kiss, and even his death.

How likely, he thought, with his new found Paradise, come death knocking on the door only a moment later.

Now, he only scoffs, a slight thrill at the fact that his force was too strong to be killed. It had grasped onto anything there, in that World-Between; Where the time and stars did not exist, though he did.

However, just as much as he knew his energy refused to give up, his existence now was credited to Rey, the Scavenger and bringer of light, ender of war and darkness.

For the second time, the corner of his mouth quirks with the start of a smile.

Looking at the bars of the cell, still sitting on the ground with his back against the wall, Ben let out the long breath he'd been unconsciously holding.

He hated to think of her now a days... The thought of her always brought a smile to his lips, but a deep ache in his heart, a feeling he'd never truly known until Rey.

The ache he felt with the passing of both his mother and father was a different type of heartbreak...And honestly, something he was still reeling from.

He knew he would be for a long time to come.

But it was different, dealing with the loss of them and the loss of her. He was missing half of himself... the other part of the dyad, his bondmate.

He always hated thinking of it... Of the events that happened after Execgol.

With a lustful growl of heat within his abdomen, he decided it was only half true...

There were good times...

It wasn't all bad.

With the quiet and lonely atmosphere of the cell, Ben allowed himself to remember, to visit the past that both haunted him and gave him life.

They had shuffled near the ships for a while, eager to get away from the dark place Palpatine had homed himself, but even without the use of the force, both Rey and Ben could tell that the other was feeling apprehensive with that fact that they would soon be leaving one another.

But it had been decided, as they had walked and then jogged back to their ships, eventually hand in hand, this needed to be done... It was too dangerous to risk being together, especially when Rey needed to return to her friends, and Ben now labeled a traitor, no doubt.

Approaching her ship, Rey's brows knitted together with worry as her heartbeat sped up, inhaling deeply while slowly turning to face Ben.

Her wide, curious eyes met his admiring gaze, scanning his features for any sign of pain or tiredness, still frightened that he'd disappear at any moment, again.

It was only a short amount of time since it had happened, with Ben lying there on the cold gravel, her eyes watching as his body drifting away into nothing.