Where is Ben Solo?
#3- ReyxBen 10.12.20
#10- worldbetweenworlds 4.11.21
Rey headed to where she had trained in meditation with Leia. She sat crossed legged within the small clearing within the jungle trees of Ajan Kloss. Breathe she told herself att...
Ben sat looking through a portal into his past. This memory was now one of his favourites, no longer skewed by Snoke's lies or Palpatine's manipulations. He'd relived his life over and over and could see it all so clearly now. They had all loved him. Ben could've gone back home to his family any time, and he'd have been forgiven. It had never been too late. This particular memory was sitting in the Falcon, on his father's lap in the pilot's chair as his father went through the controls with him. His uncle Chewie sat in the co-pilot's seat occasionally yipping a confirmation of what his father was telling him or growling a friendly disagreement. Ben smiled. It was all so clear now if only it could've been so when he'd been alive when they'd been alive.
"Ben!"
Ben bolted up from where he sat on the clear walkway. It couldn't be.
"Ben!"
But it was. Ben Solo ran and sprinted along the walkway back up the timeline towards that voice calling him. He could feel her in the Force. A mixture of emotions and questions ran through him as he ran. Panic, fear, but also desperation and longing. Was she dead? Was it time? He hoped not, but if not, how and why was she here?
"Ben!" Rey cried out again.
She searched the vast blackness and multiple doorways desperately as she shouted. She felt him before she saw him, and without a word to the Mandalorian at her side, she started to run.
"Ben!"
Now, she could make out a person charging in her direction. His presence filled her mind; what strength she'd held together over the years seemed to falter, and she couldn't breathe. Rey stopped, touching her chest, willing her breath to return as the figure ran towards her and pulled her into his arms. Rey collapsed into them, crying and laughing at the same time. Ben smelt the same as he had when she'd last seen him, that sea salt and musk. She clung to his broad back. Her knees had given way as her emotions overwhelmed her, but he held her firmly to him. His head buried into her neck, and his dark hair tickled her face.
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Ben pulled away from her and held her face, his eyes full of tears and yearning. Ben scanned her features, assuring himself she was real, before his lips collided with hers again. Soft and warm and desperate, their kisses were frenzied. Rey's arms encircled about his neck as she pulled him closer. She could feel his heart pounding in his chest against hers, the warmth of his fingers on her skin. Finally, they were together once more, and she felt whole, full, complete.
He pulled back from her more gently, this time as tears ran down her face. He pulled gently at a strand of her loose hair and looked deep into her eyes. They were the same beautiful brown, framed by full lashes in that lovely face, but they were also different. Long years had passed, long and painful. She was older, not as old as he had been before he came here, but closer.
"How long?" he asked her as his hands moved to her shoulders, "Rey, how long?"
Rey closed her eyes before answering, knowing what his reaction would be. "Seven years."
