Part 2 of Finding you!

Synopsis: Ren connects again, they have a few moments together, he doesn't like what he sees now.

Ren didn't sleep, not a single hour. He couldn't after knowing that someone like him was being treated as you are. He was disgusted, furious to see them those; awful imbeciles speak down to you as though you were below them.

Ren would never do that...not to you at least.

Something made him worry though, there was this little piece of his brain that kept one thought on repeat, a constant loop,

'Are they hurting her?'

It was a deafening thought since the minute he stood behind you. If only he had been there in real person in his true form he'd have killed them, with no hesitation and taken you at that very moment. Your eyes they told him so much in the mere seconds he saw them. You were scared, and you had every right to be.

You were afraid of your own captives, Ren had seen your eyes so many times before in his prisoners. But for the first time, your fear was not because of him and it was a surreal experience in his eyes.

Never had he felt guilt for someone afraid of there 'superior'...not till now.

Ren stood from his bed placing his hand in the air and it was immediately met by the hilt of his light sabre. Powering it on he stared at the red beam only inches from his face. His feet leading him over to a charcoal dresser he stopped himself right in front of it. Raising the blade above his head he paused. He knew that this wasn't going to help you so it was pointless then.

He had actually made a rational decision for once as he powered off his saber placing it at his hip. He closed his eyes picturing you, he had had enough he was going to get you and take you from that awful place where you had been mistreated countless times. He needed to treat you with fragile care he wanted to protect you from the galaxy. He would never let this happen again. To him, you were important and he was going to prove it to you.

Today he sat on his throne but his mind was elsewhere. He locked the doors to the entrance walking down the narrow path back to his seat. He needed no distractions, none. He would have no tolerance for anyone no matter who they were. Relaxing his mind and closing his eyes. He began his long journey back to you.

A chill creeped over his entire body but he felt stronger this time he had much more energy as he approached you again and he was rather anxious to see you... to see your condition.

The tiniest grin graced his lips, he felt you near him. But it was short lived as he stood in the same place as last night and you were gone.

You weren't in your seat but all three others were as though they hadn't moved not even an inch. He wondered if that was all the three at the table ever did, sit and eat.

He decided to wander in search of you assuming you weren't too misplaced. He was right you stood in the kitchen leaning against a counter. Your eyes closed standing at the sink in front of a pile of dishes almost as tall as you. All of the dishes were filthy and you were already nauseas. But passing out wasn't an option because one of your captors would likely just kick you till you woke up or worse.

Ren walked closer carefully as he stood to your right his shoulder inches from yours. He looked down at your tired complexion... tired couldn't even cover it you were exhausted. His hand went to turn your chin to him but it froze in mid air. There was a bruise there today. A small bruise lining your jaw it was a dark shade of plum.

He was correct he knew it, they were hurting her. He grew anxious annoyed he couldn't stand the situation. On his throne his fists were losing blood to the tightness of his fists.

He felt your energy fading every moment longer as he stood at your side. Ren was in thought contemplating his plan of retrieving you, but your eyes were now fluttering open.

Leaning to grab a towel you finally caught sight of him. Widening your eyes you stepped closer it was the same guy. Placing a hand on his shoulder, he felt sort of real. You gently squeezed as he looked down his eyes wider than yours. The glances were exchanged as a smile slowly was found on your lips and his for a few moments. He gently rubbed your arm as it stayed on his shoulder for reassurance of him being a real person. He could practically feel your skin you were so close.

He wanted this to be real. He craved this... he craved you.

Suddenly the connection broke as the throne door was knocked down.

He was gone as you brought your hand down to the towel in disappointment.

She was gone as his eyes opened and his palms replenished with blood flow.

"Supreme Leader Sir," a trooper walked in at the end of the ramp.

Ren held his hand up stopping any apologies to come...

"Ready my ship."