Star Wars: A dyad in the Force 「A Reylo FanFiction」

Act 55: In the House of Morgrocc Jeffdic

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Warning: Major Spoilers of TRoS.

Note: This is a Reylo FanFiction (slow-burn)

「Act 55: In the House of Morgrocc Jeffdic」

Endor, 37 ABY

Senators represented their planet, system, and sector in the Galactic Senate of the Galactic Republic, Separatist Parliament of the Confederacy of Independent Systems, Imperial Senate of the Galactic Empire, New Republic Senate, or Galactic Alliance Senate. They often worked alongside Associate Representatives.

They also acted as sectorial heads of state in the Old Republic, New Republic, and Galactic Alliance senates. Some senators alternately represented very powerful megacorporations and industries, such as the Trade Federation or the Corporate Alliance. During the Old Republic's waning days, many senators had fallen to corruption and decadence, while others strove to uphold the ideals of democracy.

Morgrocc Jeffdic was a senator representing the Endor, and his house was built in Endor after the war had ended. His place was offered as a hideout or shortstop to the Resistance if they ever needed a place to rest, refill their resources, or hide for a few days. After the Imperial Palace and talking with the Resistance, the Falcon had to make a stop there.

Ben woke up and found himself lying in bed. His first impression was that he was inside the Falcon after a long, unpleasant dream that still hovered on the edge of his memory. In that memory, he met with Dark Rey, and she stood there determined to talk with him. Palpatine's clone wanting to speak to him seemed already a bad idea.

He felt ill, disgusted, and terrified. Those three emotions ran through his veins as Dark Rey took a step towards him, emitting dark and powerful energy. She was wearing a long black cloak, her hair tight up in a long ponytail, her makeup felt thin, and she was wearing a compact black suit.

Ben looked upwards; the ceiling looked strange; it was flat, and it had dark beams carved. He lay a little while longer, his tall structure covering the small bed while looking at patches of sunlight on the wall and listening to the sound of the waterfall.

"Where am I?" he asked aloud to the ceiling, as he could feel a familiar presence next to him.

"In the house of Morgrocc Jeffdic, one of the senators in the New Republics," the voice answered in a calm tone.

"Rey?" said Ben, sitting up. There she was, sitting in a chair by the open window and gazing outside. He thought it was Dark Rey for a second, but her attire wasn't black and gloomy.

"Yes," she assured him, "I'm here. And you are lucky to be here, too, after all the absurd things you have done since we reached Endor."

Ben lay down again. He felt too comfortable and peaceful to argue with Rey, and in any case, he did not think he would get the better of an argument. He was fully awake now, and the memories of his actions were returning: the disastrous 'shortcut' through the wreck of the Death Star and into the ocean looking for his lightsaber -the one he had thrown on his own-, his accident while looking for the ancient black cracked kyber crystal - the one he had found on the planet of Malachor-, and his madness to try and connect it to his lightsaber.

While he was thinking of all these things and trying in vain to bring his memory down to he arrived in Morgrocc Jeffdic's house, there was a long silence, broken only by Rey, who tapped her fingers against the wooden chair. Although she seemed calm, deep down, her anxiety was rising, and she wanted to confront Ben.