Light Up the Dark

Decisions

Kylo and Rey had awoken early the next morning and walked to Kylo's ship. They had to make contact with the Millennium Falcon and the rebel base, but for whatever reason, no one was answering. This was the third trek from the cottage to the ship that day, each journey more difficult than the last due to thick snowfall and wind that stung like pins in their skin.

"I don't understand why no one is answering me," Rey stated while fidgeting with the comm unit. "It's not broken. I've checked it four times already."

Kylo was seated next to her in the copilot's chair. His face was stern, and his brows were furrowed in deep thought. He stared at the console, not really seeing it, and Rey leaned over to catch his attention. She didn't bother to hide the desperation in her voice.

"Kylo?"

"I have a bad feeling about this," he spoke quietly, avoiding eye contact with Rey. He sounded just like Han, causing the tiniest smile to flit across her face.

He continued. "I say we call it and leave now."

Rey grabbed his arm. "We can't exactly go wherever we want right now. You could be killed."

Kylo placed his hand over Rey's and squeezed.

"I'll go without you..." Rey didn't make it far before Kylo placed his fingers on her mouth to shush her.

"This isn't about me, alright? It's time to go."

He leaned down and kissed Rey harder than normal. The force of the kiss was so strong that it shoved her back in the chair. There was no point in arguing; he was too stubborn.

"Keep trying to reach them," he ordered. "I'm going to get our things."

Rey watched him put on his cloak. He turned back to look at her once more, then disappeared down the ramp into the snow storm.

Rey slumped down in the chair, fighting tears.

"Where are you guys?" Rey spoke out loud, closing her eyes and searching the Force for any clues. "Leia, Poe, Finn, Chewie, Rose..."

"Where are you?"

**

Poe, Finn, Rose, and Chewie reported to General Leia Organa as soon as they arrived at the rebel base.

"So, why couldn't we contact Rey? What is that about?" Poe was fuming.

General Organa's face was cold and expressionless, which wasn't like her at all.

"Because it's an order, Commander," she stated firmly. The group looked around at each other in shock.

"But he still has Rey!" Finn was shaking his head and gesturing frantically.

"I will only say it one more time. This is an order." And with that, the general walked out of the conference room, leaving the group speechless.

Poe kicked a chair in frustration. Chewie bellowed his confusion, and Finn patted him on the arm.

"I know, Chewie. I'm confused too." Finn said. He put a hand on Rose's shoulder and pulled her in to an embrace.

Rose hadn't stopped crying from the moment they received the bizarre order to cease communications with Rey. The general had delivered the order as soon as they had escaped the dreadnaught.

Finn kissed Rose's forehead as she turned her face into his chest.

"We'll figure this out, Rose. We have to." He attempted to comfort her.

Poe was making snarling noises as he paced back and forth. This was too nonsensical to him.

"I'm going to talk to the general. Something is wrong, I can feel it." Poe spoke with resolve as he marched out of the conference room. The rest of the group held each and wondered what had gotten into their beloved general.