Chapter Four

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Kylo kept the toy he had accidentally stolen from the baby in his pocket at all hours of the day, hoping that he'd connect with her and he'd be able to return it with no harm done. He was hyper aware of the Force connection, waiting for the moment his breath would stop and he'd turn around to see the child sitting there beside him. At night he'd place it on his bedside table so that if her crying woke him he could easily jump up and return it to her. Sometimes he'd take the time to admire it, to hold it in one hand and study the handwriting before bed or when he had a moment to himself before work. He swore it looked like hers, but it couldn't have been. Sometimes he'd take the time to hold the ball when he was stressed out, but looking at the initials usually made him feel even worse. He needed to get this ball to its rightful owner, and luckily for Kylo, that time would come only a few months later.

An officer barged into the observational room Kylo was in, sweating and shaking as he informed him that they were closer than ever with this new lead. Kylo paid close attention to the explanation about how a girl had recently presented herself to the OBGYN unit of a hospital on an ally planet, and when they drew her blood it came back with a high midi-chlorian count, one of the highest the hospital had ever seen. The Order had just uncovered a Resistance spy working as a nurse within the hospital and found out she had referred the newly pregnant woman to the Resistance and promised her she'd get the care and attention she needed with, of course, Rey. After that the girl disappeared, and no one, not even the Resistance to anyone's knowledge, had found her.

Kylo's blood boiled. Resistance spies were becoming a nuisance and a thorn in his side. The midi-chlorian count was 17,500, nearly as high as his. That was truly impressive, and he knew he had to have her. The officer had started giving out options as to where to go next, but as Kylo listened he realized he must have been mistaken. He had previously thought the Force sensitive girl he was hunting was the infant he had been seeing, but apparently she was a fully grown woman that was expecting a child. Kylo was confused, asked for clarification on how long ago this sighting was, and got the answer of about two years ago. He tried to make sense of the information, threading the pieces in his mind but came up with nothing. It didn't explain why he was seeing a child through the Force at all, and he found he was stumped once again.

He listened to the officer ramble on for a few minutes, turning around and once again focusing on the screens that showed the pathways of many of the First Order ships. As he talked to himself, trying to come up with some kind of reasonable explanation for what he had been seeing, the officer said something that made his heart come to a complete halt.

"From the hospital on Omega-4, she likely could have gone to a number of planets--"

Omega-4. That planet was painfully familiar.

"What planet was the pregnant woman seen on?" He asked, turning around sharply on his heels.

"Omega-4, my Lord." The man answered, and almost instantly a lump began to form in his throat. That was the planet he had placed his ex girlfriend on so many years ago. Two years ago by his count.

His hands began to shake as he reached into his pocket for the toy he had always carried with him, looked at the handwriting on it and wondered what the probability was that the child he had been seeing was hers.

No. It couldn't have been.

How could she have had such a high midi-chlorian count and he not know? How could she have been so powerful in the Force and been able to repress those powers for an entire four years? That was impossible. He was once again allowing his thoughts of her take over, and that's not what he needed right now.

"I want a search of every nearby planet. Leave no house unturned." Kylo said, shoving the ball back into his pocket and storming past the officer. If he were going to be successful in the retrieval of this woman and, presumably, her child, he would need to not allow thoughts of his ex girlfriend to cloud his mind.

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