Reylo headcanons and oneshots

Oneshot #7

So, this is the last thing I have written down. Any requests are most welcome! Thank you so much to ravenpower321 for this idea. I had a lot of fun writing it! 

Rey's POV

As Ben and I are practicing mind reading, he suddenly asks me 'What is your earliest memory?' I barely have to think before answering. 

'My parents leaving me on Jakku.' He shakes his head.

'You and I both know that's not the real truth. I think you've told people that so many times it's become a fact to you.' 

My hands are shaking now, and I press them together to get them to stop. What was my earliest memory? I remembered my parents leaving clearly, but... There was something before that. Half-forgotten, one I hadn't thought about in years. But I couldn't see it clearly. The image was fuzzy inside my head, like the signal was cutting out.

Shaking out of the daze I had fallen into, I blinked as Ben's face came back into focus. Ben.

 I felt a rush of excitement as I realised Ben was the key to remembering something I couldn't remember myself.

 'Ben.' I start, but he cuts me off. 'You found the memory but you can't see it clearly and you want me to find it.' I stare at Ben in surprise. 

'Force bond, Rey.' He shrugs, before continuing 'If you can barely remember it, I will really struggle. So this could take a while.' 

I nod, only half listening. My mind is wandering back to that memory. What could it possibly be about? Who is in it? I have so many questions that need answers. 

'Rey.' Ben's voice brings me back to the present. 'Are you ready?' 

I nod, unable to contain my excitement. Ben takes my hand in between his two larger ones to help him concentrate. We have found that touching each other while mind reading helps us be more specific and concentrate better. I feel him mentally steeling himself and I try to relax, and clear my thoughts to make his job easier. 

After what seems like forever, I feel Ben get closer to the memory. Squeezing his hand tight to let him know to be more careful now, I relax my mind even further. Ben is straining to find it, his strength ebbing away. Just a bit further. I think, as Ben reaches for the memory. As he mentally grabs hold of it and brings it to the front of my mind, I feel his body finally give way to exhaustion. Making sure the memory does not drift away, I open my eyes.

Ben is on the floor in front of me, panting heavily and shaking with the effort. He is pale as a sheet, and barely moving. I kneel beside him, placing his head on my lap. Pushing his sweat-soaked hair out of his face, I kiss his forehead gently, before taking his hand. 

'Did I... Get it?' Ben asks, too weak to talk properly. I nod, tears in my eyes. He pushed himself too far, all for a memory. Closing my eyes, I focus on healing him with the Force. Since he gave his life for mine, whenever we heal each other it doesn't effect us. We don't do it often though, because it makes us feel weird afterwards.

 Gradually, Ben's sharp breathing slows and he eventually stops shaking. I breathe a sigh of relief as some colour returns to his face. As Ben opens his beautiful eyes, I lean over and kiss him gently. He pulls me closer and kisses me back. 

When he pulls away, he asks me again 'Have you got it?' 

I nod, helping him move into a sitting position. 'Are you ready?' I ask, holding onto Ben's hand as though my life depended on it. Taking a deep breathe, I grab hold of the memory again, and allow it to replay as though it was being projected.