He's walking away...

As she watched the drenched form of Kylo Ren walking away from her, Rey was stumped. His dark clad silhouette would have completely disappeared in the night around him had it not been for the paleness of his bare upper body glowing under the only sliver of light that was visibly left of the the once brightly lit moon overhead. The giant white orb peeked from just behind the thick rolling clouds like the eye of a curious onlooker who'd been enjoying the entertaining tussle that had taken place on the otherwise boring island below.

The storm around them had slowed as quickly as it erupted. Everything was quieting now. Only Rey's light breaths and the drumming pitter-patter of the rain that lightly collided with her body and the ground underfoot was left. No one had said anything as he turned to leave, giving his enemies his undefended back. She stared at the rain sliding down his skin while he strode off into the night. The thin rippling cascades looked like little ribbons of silver shining down the muscled length of his body. She blinked in a state of awe and confusion.

Rey's hands were still wrapped around the hilt of his grandfather's lightsaber, Luke Skywalker's old saber. It had felt like it belonged to her since the moment she first touched it in unbelly of Maz's castle but she had refused it then. It had felt forced upon her at the time. She had gone from being a no one to having a war thrust into the palm of her hands in the form of a lightsaber. She tried to run then and she left the saber behind with the false hope that she could escape the future that had already been chosen for her. The Force had already begun weaving her fate together around her like a preordained image sown into an elegant tapestry. She knew very little about the Force then and in her ignorance she ran from the guiding hands of the light.

That was the first time that she unknowingly ran right into his path... literally. At the time she had thought it was unfortunate luck, but now it seemed inevitable. He was always a few steps in front of her and her feet or her mind always led her to him. Rey had felt hunted on Takadona but now she realized that she had merely met him half way.

Kylo Ren terrified her then, he still frightened her now but it was a different kind of fear altogether. She had feared for her life the first time they met. Now she feared for... well, she wasn't sure what exactly she feared now. There were a few different things to pick from. He was still very unpredictable and very dangerous, but she felt undeniably safe around him nonetheless.

Rey squeezed the lightsaber to her chest like it was a precious gift. She still wasn't sure what she'd accepted when he offered it to her but she was thankful to him for being the first to finally offer her some kind of choice in any of this. Up until now, everything had been thrust upon her through one event or another.

And then... her freedom was gone...

"Kylo Ren, p-put me d-down!" Rey growled through mostly clenched teeth while she shivered against the wind in her ocean and rain saturated clothes. Her feet dangled above the ground and she floated a few short feet behind the brutish form of the frustratingly temperamental man just ahead of her.

"I'm not leaving you alone with him, besides I'm only taking you back to your camp." He didn't turn to her as he spoke. He strode in long steps up the cliff's path that would guide him to the camp where this stone inlaid trail would undoubtedly lead.

"I th-think I'm c-capable of getting myself to c-camp." She hissed through her chattering teeth. She was cold right down to the bone while he strode shirtless into the night ahead of her with not a chill on his lips... how infuriating.

His eyebrows rose at her words and her thoughts. "If your sense of direction is anything like your judge of character, you'll die of thirst and starvation before you even get close to the site." He shrugged then, over exaggerating the motion to be sure she'd catch it. "Or you'll freeze to death first." He smiled when she huffed at his back.

He could feel the heat of her eyes firing at the back of his head like little blasters. Her temper amused him just as much as the little faces of frustration he was betting she was making behind him. He wanted to turn to see them but he also knew Skywalker was following close behind her and he didn't want to see him right now. He didn't want to fight anymore tonight. There were other things that needed to be taken care of first, like the freezing girl at his back. He didn't wait this long to find her, only to watch her freeze to death, Luke would have to wait.

Rey didn't seem to notice that she was shivering. That was already a bad sign. Kylo could feel her frustration but for the time being there was very little fear in her and when he was around, there was always fear in her. She was drenched and her body was becoming hypothermic. He'd seen it in her face when she knelt before him only moments ago. Her sun kissed cheeks had paled and her lips had changed from their normally rose petal pink to a pale shade of blue tinged, white. She'd been in the water to long and while he'd been physically exerting himself to find her, creating his own heat and staying mostly warm, she'd been unconsciously loosing heat, drowning and limp by the time he'd found her. Her body had spent years conditioning itself to the heat of the desert planet that she lived on but she didn't have much endurance for the continuous freeze of the ocean she'd nearly drowned in tonight.

"I'm at l-least capable of w-walking." She shivered and her hands rubbed along her arms in an failing attempt to warm herself.

"We both know if I let you down you'll just run back to him." Kylo's thumb pointed over his shoulder at the silent Jedi who now strode alongside Rey's floating form.

"And why aren't y-you h-helping me?" Her face angrily turned to Luke but he still stared at his nephews back as though he were waiting to see what would happen next. Rey rolled her eyes.

"He should be heading ahead of us to the camp to start a fire, don't you think?" Kylo suggested to his much older uncle as though he were an irresponsible child. Luke momentarily froze as though considering his nephew's words before catching back up to his suspended student.

Before Rey realized what Kylo was doing he was standing, in her opinion, uncomfortably close to the edge of the cliff and she recoiled at the memory of rolling over it into the icy water below. He peered over the edge and extended his arm as though waiting for something.

Kylo didn't need his cloak but looking back at her violently shivering form, she could definitely benefit from having it now, especially since the camp was higher up the cliff side and through the neck of a valley that he was sure would be blustery.

"P-ple-ease, d-don't do th-at?" She begged through increasingly painful shivers. She pictured him slipping and tumbling over the edge and it only increased the intensity with which she shivered. Her eyelids were getting heavy and her brain struggled to keep up with everything that was going on around her.

Something thick and black flew into Ren's hand and he turned from what seemed like the edge of the world back to the shivering girl behind him. He twisted and squeezed at the long black cape in his hands.

It had flown into the cliff earlier when he released it from his shoulders and kylo was surprised when a pulse of his force had found it at all, let alone so near. It was fortunate for them that it had gotten stuck along the mouth of the cliff. If it had gone out to sea, he'd never of found it. It was still damp from the rain but it was weather resistant enough to offer her shelter from the wind, for now. He strode back over to her and her eyes were already fluttering, threatening to close from the exhausting cold that was sapping up her energy so quickly.

He wrapped it around the left half her freezing body and released her to her feet. Her trembling legs buckled and he bent down to catch her in his arms before she could hit the ground. He scooped her up using her weight to fold her against him. She shivered against the heat of his warm chest and he used the Force to drape the rest of the cloak over her. The bottom of the long cloak wrapped around his back and over his right shoulder to pool in her lap. It kept the heavy blanket like material from sagging and falling off of her while not interfering with the exchange of his body heat to her freezing core.

He should be removing as much wet clothing from her as he could. Trying to heat her through the material was a waste of time and heat. The best way to increase her temperature was direct skin to skin contact but he was already pushing his control and her comfort level to the max. If he started pulling her clothes off now, he may not stop at the minimums. He imagined pinning her to the ground underneath of him and he cringed at both how repulsed and excited the idea made him. He eyed his uncle almost thankful for the third presence that helped remind Kylo to keep said control, but he had to put serious effort into forgetting who the man was so he wasn't tempted to tear him to pieces either... for now.

"It may not mean much to your kind Jedi, but I give you my word that tonight, I'm not taking her anywhere but your camp." His brown eyes held the attention of the bright blue irises in front of him as he spoke. If his uncle didn't comply of his own free will kylo would attempt to mind trick him. He didn't know if it would work on such a powerful Force user but they didn't have time to see who would win in an arm wrestling match of Force abilities either so Kylo opted to reason with him first. He also made sure to put emphasis on the word tonight so Luke didn't get the wrong idea about the situation they were currently stalemated in.

"I can take her." The Jedi said in a very quiet voice. Rey nodded in agreement with Luke.

She was already warming against his skin but she would really rather not be carried like a child anymore tonight especially by Kylo Ren. He was still the enemy after all and she was getting far to comfortable in this position. Her left hand was grasping at his right forearm and her face was already plastered to his left pectoral. She was aware of how she clung to him and she did nothing to change it or deter him from carrying her. She hoped it was because of how bad she needed his heat and not his touch but just openly wondering that, led her to believe the later.

"...So you can throw me off the cliff and make a break for the shuttle you probably have hidden away somewhere around here ? I don't think so Prophet of Deception." Kylo pulled her in closer to his body and continued further up the cliff's path, already ahead of Luke.

"H-he doesn't h-have one." Rey shivered into Ren's chest.

He enjoyed her skin against his and a chill snuck up his spine in response to the rolling warmth of her breath. Her shivering had already gotten better and he could feel her warming in his arms. Even if he thought Skywalker didn't have a ship, he wouldn't let her go but she didn't need to know that.

"You think someone dropped him off and he just what... lived off of the land before you came along? No one in the entire galaxy knew where he was, but somehow he found his way here... on what... a magic carpet? Trust me scavenger, he's got a ship hidden away here somewhere." He blatantly criticized her judgment of Luke through his ridiculous rhetorical questions and sarcastic tone.

In silent response Rey lifted her head to glare up at him. He peered down at her through his long, thick lashes and she swore she caught a glimpse of a smile when he saw her glowering up at him. Her traitorous stomach fluttered at those lips tugging into a smile no matter how fleeting or slight the action may have been. It was a very quick expression but she was certain she'd seen it and those beautiful lashes made the earthy brown of his humor filled eyes pop even in the dark.

Luke's eyes trailed over the ground as he walked past them and Rey was very aware that he stayed silent about the ship. She had hoped that he would defend himself and her belief in him but then again, she'd never directly asked him about a hidden away shuttle or how he'd gotten here so she couldn't really be to upset with him if he did have one.

A cool breeze swept through the air and a tremor ran through her body from her freezing toes all the way up to the top of her drenched scalp. Ren crouched down and pulled her in to a swaddle. He protectively encased her body between his and the cloak until the wind around them died down. He leaned over her even as he spoke to his uncle. "I really think you should run ahead to start that fire now, old man." He urged.

Finally, Luke nodded. He took one last apologetic look in Rey's direction and went on ahead. He didn't leave them to far a way from the camp so if he needed to, he could be back before his nephew could go anywhere unauthorized with her.

"W-will you stop calling him t-that, it's r-rude!" She scolded him through less chattering teeth.

She felt every one of his upper muscles flexing against her as he shrugged her words away. Being this close to him was driving her crazy. She was painfully aware of every inch of her body that was pressed against his. Ren's warmth completely cocooned her and she couldn't inhale with out tasting his scent on her tongue. He filled her lungs with every breath she took and it frightened her how much she was enjoying his strong, heavy arms locking her against him. While he carried her like this Rey was stuck looking at his jaw and neck or his chest and right shoulder, not to mention the collar bone that was currently at her eye level while he squeezed her against him. She loved the line of his jaw and her eyes lingered on the underside of it just before it began to slope into his neck. Her mouth watered when she pictured planting her lips against that spot.

She blushed and squeezed her eyes closed tightly just so she could avert them without accidentally getting distracted by another line, curve, or plane of his tantalizing skin in her face. She turned her nose into his chest and ignored the urge to reopen them again. Why couldn't he have been the hideous creature she'd previously thought he'd be under that helmet?

Kylo confidently smiled knowing she couldn't see him with her face buried in his chest. Even if she suddenly turned to look at him his almost black-brown hair blocked her from viewing his mouth. Listening in on her very loud thoughts made him suddenly very proud of his face and physique. It hadn't been something he'd ever cared about before, but he was thankful for her appreciation of his aesthetics now.

As if they weren't already close enough, Kylo pretended another gust had come and he tightened around her giving her a little food for thought while also satisfying an urge to bring her closer to his body. She'd stopped shivering several minutes ago but he refused to acknowledge that right now. If she didn't notice, then neither did he. After a short while he felt her relaxing in his arms and her breath became heavy and steady as it fanned over him in deeper gusts. He knew she was falling asleep and had she still been shivering he'd have worried about it, but that had long since stopped so he rose to his feet and continued to carefully navigate the slick grass and rocks underfoot until he found the camp.

He knew it's location already. He'd flown over it before his shuttle came down and it wasn't hard to follow his uncle's Force signature now that they inhabited the same small island. It wasn't really all that small but compared to the galaxies he was previously searching for both Rey and Luke in, it was the tip of a needle on the tip of another needle.

Kylo ignored Luke as he filled a hand made wooden chair by the fire with his weight, pulling Rey down over his lap as he sat. He kept her wrapped up in his arms while Luke replaced the damp cloak with a couple of dry blankets. "I think she'll be ok on her bed now." The Jedi had politely suggested while holding his arms out as if to take her.

"She's fine where she is." He warned.

Kylo was surprised when instead of arguing, Luke pulled up a chair across from them and flopped down in it. He shrugged a blanket over his own shoulders and stared for several moments, pondering at the warlord who cradled his student before finally deciding to close his eyes. Kylo stared at the man across from him even after his breathing deepened. He didn't trust him but that wasn't a shocking revelation. Eventually his body won out and his eyes heavy with exhaustion, began to close as sleep tugged at their lids. He huffed with discontent as his body's need for rest out weighed his mistrust for the sleeping Jedi across from him. Hugging Rey closer, he gently rested his chin on the top her head and he closed his eyes.

Early the next morning, Rey woke against Kylo Ren's sleeping form. Her cheek was stuck to the left side of his chest and her mouth hung open in the most ungraceful manner. She was seconds away from drooling on him when she woke. She peeled her face from his skin and wiped her mouth before she could embarrass herself further. Luke was sleeping across from them. He was half wrapped up in a blanket and she smiled at the sight of him. For the most part, she'd grown fond of his companionship over her time here and she suddenly felt like that venture was quickly coming to an end.

Kylo's arms were still wrapped around her. His fingers were locked together to keep her from rolling off of him in their sleep. She shrugged herself free of the blankets that she'd been covered with and dared to look up at his unconscious face. He looked so relaxed in his dreams. His countenance with all of its long relaxed features looked soft in his peaceful slumber. She remembered describing him as beautifully masculine and while sleeping peacefully he still very much was, but while awake, his once very telling face would somehow harden to better hide his emotions. It was as though in only the several months they'd been apart, he'd learned how to conceal his feelings through a dark threatening mask of hard lines and brooding shadows.

His cheeks and jawline had better definition; Probably from clenching his teeth and locking his jaw in anger so often, and his brow always seemed pulled into a scowl, casting shadows over his intense stares and flared nostrils. Everything about him seemed fuller and sharper as though he'd finally finished filling out while he grew more into himself. But while he slept with his brooding mask gone and his dark eyes hidden, his high cheek bones, large straight nose and wide full lips stood out against the length of his pale complexion. His nose would almost be distracting if it wasn't perfectly positioned between his intense eyes and enticingly full lips. As it was, it served as the perfect devider between the otherwise two distracting points of interest.

This was her first clear view of his face since she'd given him that scar and she gulped as her eyes took it in. She thought it would disfigure or at least lesson his attractiveness but somehow, at least for her, it did the exact opposite. It added a roughness to his dramatic features. Now even while he slept he looked dangerous. Her eyes trailed down the length of the mark and she smiled at the little beauty marks that contrasted against the ferocity of it. They playfully gathered more around this half of his face. The scar definitely took the lead in gathering her attention but the little freckles were also distractingly charming in their own subtle way. She followed the length of the raised tissue down to his jaw. Her lips parted as she traced the long line of it's smooth expanse with her eyes.

His head was tilted back to rest along the chair and his neck was left exposed. He swallowed in his sleep and his adam's apple bobbed in his throat, giving her eyes a new point of interest to focus on. There was something very sexy about the way it looked dominating the slope of his strong yet vulnerable neck. He shifted and her eyes flew to his face again. His lashes fluttered but his eyes remained closed. His arms adjusted around her, leaving one hand resting on her left knee and the other on the same side's hip. She felt her stomach flutter and a blush crept up all the way to the tips of her ears.

His hands were impossibly large on her small form. She was athletic and she'd never really considered herself dainty or petite before but she felt that way now. Her legs were draped over his thick, muscled thighs and he was slouched down in the chair to accommodate her length across his lap. She was as curled up in his arms as was humanly possible and she imagined herself like a cat in it's master's lap. If it was physically possible her cheeks heated further. The whole time she'd been awake and staring at him she hadn't noticed her right arm was tucked around his neck. Her bicep and forearm rested along the length of his left shoulder and trapezoid and his head rested along the bend at her elbow. Her hand was open and her fingers had his hair completely curled around her index.

Startled by her own actions, Rey unconsciously moved to pull her hand away from the very intimate position she'd gotten herself into. The motion pulled at the thick strand that she still had encircling her finger and she bit her bottom lip as his head tugged back roughly. Her eyes darted back to his face and there staring back at her were his deep brown orbs. His heavy lids opened and closed several times before they focused in on her. His pupils dilated and retracted while adjusting to the morning light around him; This mixed with his thick chocolate irises made him appear drunk and when she watched his full lips part with so little room between them, she began to feel how he looked.

"Scavenger..." He breathed. "...See something you like?" His sleep filled voice was unbelievably deep and gravely.

His words dragged out of those deadly lips at an impossibly slow pace and she nearly jumped when his hand lazily trailed from her hip to her thigh. Her chest tightened and her buds peeked behind the strenuous pull of the suddenly rough feeling fabric that held her together. She was fully clothed but she felt naked in his arms. Their Force pulled them closer together like their bodies where each one side of a very powerful magnet. Nearly everywhere their skin could innocently touch, it was. She panicked and tugged at her hand again. His eyes widened as she pulled his hair and with it... his head.

"Sorry, I..." She shifted and he groaned. "Uh, let me just..." She tried to reach her free hand up to her tangled finger but with her hips facing out from him, it was too awkward of an angle.

Kylo's teeth clamped together in response to her wiggling around on his lap and his hands raised above her thighs while she awkwardly repositioned herself onto her knees. She straddled his waist while she reached up to untangle the mess that with her frantic tugging, she was unintentionally making worse. Her thighs tightened and she lifted herself from his lap to work at freeing her finger. Now her chest was nearly leveled with his eyes and his breath fanned over her cleavage through surprised parted lips. When he caught himself looking over the swells of flesh that rose and fell with her short, frantic breaths he turned his head to the side. Not knowing what else to do with them, Kylo's hands stayed in the air above her thighs until she lifted higher up, nearly shoving her breasts into his cheek. Suddenly in his own panic, his palms fell over her hips to catch her before she smothered him to death in a far more pleasant way then he deserved.

"H-hold still!" She fumed over his head in frustration before visibly shrinking when she looked down at him. His face was turned to the right in an attempt to avoid her chest from plastering against the front of it. His hands were firmly gripping her hips and he was... blushing. Kriff, now she realized she was also blushing!

The second she stopped tugging her hand came free and he let go of her hips. Her first thought was to remove her breasts from his face and she dropped her weight back down on him. Her thighs instinctively tightened around his wide hips and his hands were back on them, squeezing and lifting to pull her back up. She'd just landed over the hard length of him and he was baring his teeth at her in some kind of pain or discomfort.

"Kriffing, Force woman, what are you doing?!?" He growled through his locked jaw.

She froze above him, a look of worry and confusion on her face. She'd felt his erection and she was embarrassed beyond the grave, but she was more worried that she'd hurt him. She'd attacked men there to stop them from hurting her before so she knew how sensitive that area was but he'd done nothing to assault her; He'd only just been sleeping and now she'd unintentionally crushed his manhood under her full weight.

"I'm so sorry... I, did I hurt you?" She asked trying to shift her wait so he didn't have to hold her up on his own. He let out a guttural moan when her warmth skimmed across him again. His fingers dug into her hips and his face reddened when her wide almost green eyes locked onto his. She stared down on his red face in a blush of her own. His earthy brown eyes had significantly darkened and now they looked heavy, like they were drugged with something far more dangerous then the anger she was use to seeing in them.

"Just... stop moving!" He commanded through tight breaths, his hands still supporting her weight.

For several seconds he closed his eyes and he sat perfectly still, leaving her positioned above him with her thighs still straddling either side of his hips while he struggled to keep control of himself. His waist was much wider then the length of her thighs and her hips locked in the uncomfortable position. She planted her palms on his chest to take some of her weight off of his arms and she gasped at the way his tightened muscles felt under her hands. Her heart hammered in her ears and heat stirred low in her abdomen. Her breasts swelled and her thighs tightened for a different reason. The air between them hummed with their mingling Force energy which already left her skin tingling but now she was tingly in other, more sensitive areas too. She needed to get off of him now!

"I'm just gonna..." She started trying to escape the intimate position they'd found themselves in before someone actually got hurt, or worse... She tried to shimmy loose from over his lap and free of his griping hands. He was trying to keep her above him and she was trying to climb down, the movements didn't mix and she caught him in his groin with her knee.

He buckled and his hands released her hips. Her bottom landed on his right knee and when he buckled it popped her back up and she slide down his right leg. Kylo moaned as her hands dragged down his bare chest and torso before raking across his lap. She wrapped herself around his leg to catch her weight just as she landed on her bottom. Now he was staring at her as her body and arms clung to the length his leg like some kind of concubine worshiping her Master.

"I'm so sorry, are... are you ok." She asked looking up at him through those large, innocent hazel eyes.

His hands fell protectively over his crotch as he tried to hide his bodies response to her wiggling around on his lap and her eyes lit up with embarrassment. Maker, he'd woken up to her tugging on his hair while wiggling against him, and then she straddled him and shoved her chest in his face! How the kriff did she expect him to react?

"You fight dirty woman. Were you trying to kill me in my sleep?" He asked through short painful breaths only half joking while still covering his bulge from her frantic eyes.

Clearly taking him serious, she pulled herself up by his leg as though she were offended or hurt. Did she think he was scolding her? Suddenly the Master-concubine image was all he could focus on. Great now he'd have that fantasy burned into his head until the day the maker decided to put him out of his misery. He thought as she straightened herself in front of him.

"I'm, I didn't mean to... sorry." She finally spit out in a mess of broken incomplete sentences. His eyebrows rose to follow her form and he sat unable to do more then stare at her as she took off into one of the huts.

"Smooth Kylo, real smooth." He mocked himself out loud.

As if it couldn't get any worse his uncle was staring at him from across the fire pit. He'd been awake just long enough to see her knee and fall off of his nephew's lap. And of course the awkward exchange that followed there after.

"Wow..." Was the only thing out of the legendary Jedi's mouth.

Kylo suddenly felt like he'd been caught doing something wrong, which was not at all what had happened. At least he was pretty sure that wasn't what'd happened. He thought about her reaction to him waking underneath of her wiggling bottom with her arm tucked behind his neck while she pulled his hair. Yes, he was positive it was some kind of misunderstanding!

"I, uh, she... " He started to explain but he didn't really know how it started or how much his uncle had seen so he stopped there.

"...Just wow." His uncle repeated with a smirk on his bearded face. "Guess I don't have to worry about you taking advantage of her." He said, teasing the young man who sat across from him with a face as red as a Tatooine sunset.

He looked like the teenager Luke'd last seen him as. His eyes were wide with alarm and guilt, like he was waiting to be scolded by Luke as he did in the old days when Ben had been caught skipping lessons or playing in one of the ships with Kira, er, Rey, when they were still his students. His face grew very serious when he remembered that this was not that boy anymore. Luke Skywalker rose to his feet and looked down on his former student with cold, steel blue eyes.

"Ben, or Kylo, or whatever you want to call yourself these days... If you hurt her, I promise... " Luke's eyes darkened and his Force swelled around him like a shining blue vortex of sparkling power. "I'll kill you! Do you understand, Dark Lord," He mocked. "Or do you need me to repeat myself ?" Luke very seriously threatened.

Multiple somethings stirred behind Kylo Ren's eyes but nothing more surprising then the recognizable respect that shone through his impressed orbs.

"It seems you and I have one thing in common old... "Kylo paused ,remembering what Rey had in her own way asked of him last night and how his uncle had just impressed him with his protectiveness over her, earning Luke a little of the respect back that he'd lost years ago. "I understand, Skywalker." He responded in as respectful of a way as he was currently capable of. "But don't miss understand the situation; When I get off of this rock... I'm taking her with me!" He warned as his brown eyes swirled with their own incredible power.

Luke stood his ground but he knew who was supposed to win if and when they fought again. He should have already been dead but somehow Rey had changed the outcome of his vision. Somehow she had disrupted and altered the future that the Force had predicted with such certainty, that it had shown the outcome to him through one of it's visions. It didn't mean that he was safe from that fate forever though. Perhaps it had just changed the when and how of his demise. It didn't mean that Luke was forever safe from the renowned wrath of the Jedi Killer that sat across from him with only a fire pit between them.

"When the time comes, if that's what she decides, then I will not stand in your way. If that's what she decides." He repeated in a very level tone.

The structure of his words brought Kylo back several months in time. His own Masters similar words played in his mind, "If , only if, I believe her worthy, may you have her."

How similar the two sides of the same coin were. Both powerful Force users, both held the title of Master over him at some point, and both thought they had sway over wether or not Kylo would have this girl.

Kylo Ren bowed his head at the older man who genuinely seemed to want to protect Rey. It was hard for him to hate Luke as much knowing that he cared enough to put his life on the line for her. In turn Kylo was also confused as to why his uncle would put Rey in danger so much if that's how he truly felt about her. Then again, sentiment never halted him from putting young Ben Solo in harms way either.

Probably some stupid Jedi test. He surmised privately.

"It seems we both grasp the concept of where the other stands Jedi." Ren kicked his heavy booted feet up onto the stone edge of the fire pit and casually crossed his right ankle over his left before laying his head back in the chair to soak up the heat of the sun. He laced his fingers behind his head to rest his crown in his clasped hands before he closed his eyes. He didn't need to see Luke nodding at him, he felt it just as he feels the weight of his heavy stare over his resting form now.

After a few more seconds of tension between the two men, his uncle left to disappear into one of the other huts. There were several in the area. Kylo had already done a quick mapping of the layout in his head just in case he needed to know it later. Eventually he'd have to make the short trip to the wreckage of his shuttle. He'd change there and check on his troopers before he came back to collect her and search for Luke's ship... He was positive his uncle had one hidden here somewhere.

He couldn't believe how blue and clear the sky was above head. The night before the island had been flooding with rain and swelling waves. It helped that Luke's encampment was located at the top. Kylo was sure the lower sections of the island would be absolutely uninhabitable, but up here, it was a different world completely. Up here it was like the storm had never happened. Even the grass around them was quickly drying.

Kylo decided he'd better get some clothes on before he burned his light complexion to a crisp and it would be better to do it now while he knew Luke wouldn't be able to coax Rey into going with him should he chooses to flee. He was pretty confident that after last night, she wouldn't just leave him with out at least some hesitation but he was also pretty aware of her will to be free and of her overwhelming drive for survival. He was technically still her enemy. Kylo was hoping she'd at least stick around for an explanation but he wasn't willing to take the bet that could cost him loosing her again either.

He stood and his boots squished under foot causing him to cringe. Too bad he'd had to go swimming. He eyed the entrance to her hut before finally turning away in the direction of the wreckage that was once his favorite shuttle.

*Ok, Ok. So I know I said I love the last chapter but... I really love this one too! Lol ⭐️ and comment if you'd like, I really enjoy the feedback!*
-DarkGuardian-