Author's Note: Hi guys. So I've unleashed some Reylo at the end of this chapter, I couldn't wait any longer haha. Enjoy! 

POE 

Poe sat beside Rey, not sure what to do. The poor girl was crying and it was drawing attention. He wasn't used to comforting people.

"What did he say to you?" he asked, hoping there was something he could tell Rey to help her feel better.

She didn't reply but kept her face hidden behind her hands. The bus they'd been waiting for, before she'd been taken by surprise by Kylo Ren, pulled up across the street in front of the Canto Bight Zoo entrance way. It wasn't a good time, but Poe didn't know when the next bus would come. They were already running late.

"Rey, we need to go." He pulled her up into standing position and she suddenly hugged him. He was stunned for a moment, then set his hand on her back, not sure if he should give her a real hug in return, like he would if it were Finn who was upset, or if that would make her feel uncomfortable.

"I have a little brother," she said.

"What?"

"Kylo..." Rey took in a staggered breath and continued. "Kylo Ren has him prisoner, on his new ship."

"Are you sure?" Poe pulled back to look at her. Knowing Kylo Ren, it could easily be a trick. "He could be lying."

She shook her head. "I know it's true."

Her breaths were frantic and her distress so apparent that Poe pulled her back into a hug, a real hug this time. Rey's pendant dug into Poe's chest.

"Finn!" he said, pulling out of the hug. "We can contact Finn and Rose with the beacon as soon as they're in range. They should be on their way now. We'll tell them to keep an eye on Kylo's new ship and to follow it if he tries to leave."

"I have to go to him-" Rey said.

"No!" Poe grabbed her by the shoulders. "Do not go to him again. That's what he wants."

"He has my brother. He's going to hurt him if I don't go. Alone."

Poe shook his head. "He won't hurt your little brother. Trust me. If your brother is Force sensitive, like you are, then Kylo Ren will want to train him and get him on his side. And as long as you're not giving in to his demands, he'll have to keep your brother alive, as a bargaining chip."

"Alive, but Kylo could still hurt him."

Poe heard the hiss of the bus lifting off the ground to prepare to leave, after taking on passengers. He glanced over.

"Rey, we have to go. We can't stay here until the next bus."

Rey nodded and they ran for the bus.

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REY

There is no response from Finn. Where could they be? Him and Rose were supposed to be here long ago. General Leia and the others aren't here yet either. Could something have happened? I try not to dwell on that thought.

I walk over to the large floor to ceiling window and look down from the second level of the Quarren Restaurant building. The meeting with the Rebels was brief, since the General and others weren't here yet. They will wait a bit longer and reconvene in the morning. I sigh, hating not being able to do anything, when what I want to do is fly straight for Kylo's ship and take my little brother away from that monster. I look down on the street below. Many strings of lights hang between the buildings, shining like stars. 

Temiri. That is my brother's name. The Rebels had just, this very day, discovered that he was Force sensitive. I'd missed meeting him by mere hours. If we'd landed closer to Canto Bight, or walked faster...

But there's no changing the fact that Kylo Ren has Temiri now. The emotions that battle inside of me are overpowering. I have a brother, I have family. The thought makes me so happy that it brings tears to my eyes, even at the most unexpected moments like during the brief meeting with the head rebels. But Kylo got to him first, which makes me so angry, but also scared.

"Rey?"

I jump at hearing my name. Poe is standing at the door to the bedroom which I've been given for the night. I pull the long curtains closed on the window I was looking out of and turn to him. He hands me a bag. "Your clothes."

I take the bag, grateful that he'd carried both of our clothes in a bag the entire way here. "Thank you. Where did you get the money for these tourist clothes, anyway?" I ask him.

"BB-8 had Canto Bight currency in his... body," he said. "He gave it to me before we left."

I shake my head and smile. "It saved us front getting recognized."

"Are you... okay?" Poe asks, giving me a concerned look. 

"I'm fine," I say quickly, embarrassed that he saw me fall apart at the Canto Bight Zoo.

"Well, I'll just be next door," he says, seeming a bit uncomfortable, which is not like him.

"Don't worry, I'm okay," I say again. "And thank you... for helping me realize that going to Kylo Ren when I wasn't ready, would be a mistake. That's what he wants."

"We'll get your brother back," Poe says. "The General will be very surprised to hear about it. I'm sure it will be our first priority."

I nod, the tears rising up again.

"Okay," Poe says, rubbing the back of his neck. "Have a good night. I'll be up early, if..." he drops his hand then seems at a loss for what he was going to say next. "I'll see you tomorrow morning."

I nod again, not trusting my voice. The frustration of not being able to do anything about the situation at the moment and having to wait, and my worry over Temiri, are just too much.

Poe closes the door lightly behind him and the light from the hall is shut away, leaving me in darkness. My eyes adjust to the dim glow coming from behind the curtains, from the street lights outside. The room is mostly full of boxes and storage items, along with a small bed tucked away in the corner. I open the bag Poe gave me and quickly change into my clothes that I came to Canto Bight in. They're not meant for sleeping, but putting them back on makes me feel better. I leave the bandage sleeves, scarf and belt for the morning. There are no blankets or pillow on the bed, just a mattress. 

I lie down on my side and stare into the darkness, listening to the sound of water dripping in pipes. There is a gnawing sound too, but I can't be sure. Maybe a rodent. I listen for other things, a trick I learned back on Jakku when the loneliness became too much to bare. Listening for sounds, feeling what's around me, being in the present and in my physical body, so I can take a break from my thoughts and the pain in my heart. 

I count the drips I hear in the pipes until my mind finally drifts to sleep.

The looking glass stretches out before me. I'm back in the caves of Ahch-To, beneath the island, where the dark abyss called to me. The place makes me feel sick to my stomach. Sweat drips down my forehead. The looking glass calls to me, urges me to ask it the questions I long to. Can it show me Temiri? Is he okay?

I lift my hand.

'Be careful.'

I stop, my fingers almost touching the glass.

'You're playing a dangerous game.'

It's Luke's voice.

"Luke?"

'This looking glass is forbidden. You musn't turn to the spirits of the ancient ones for answers. They are all-seeing but they can trick you and use your weaknesses against you. They didn't give you the answer about your parents, did they?

"No," I say, my throat tight with the strain of unshed tears.

'Yet you went down into the forbidden places below the island. You didn't resist. And because of that, you've taken some of the darkness into you. The worst kind.'

"What kind?" I whisper.

'Temptation.'

"I don't understand."

'There is a new power rising, of which you should know. You will need to be very strong, all of you. Kylo Ren, too. You must not get distracted. This new evil is on the rise and could destroy all of you.'

"Master Luke!" I cry out, because I can sense he's gone now and I still have so many questions. But I'm not in the cave anymore. I'm in a lavish room on a starship. The walls are lined with long horizontal windows displaying the stars. I see a planet quite close and I know immediately that it is the dark side of Cantonica. Even from up here I can see the lights of their largest city, Canto Bight. The rest of the room lays in shadow. A soft purple glow lines the floor along the edges of the walls. There is a large bed at the center of the room and many plants set into the walls.

"The boy is not here."

I jump at the voice. Kylo Ren's voice. I turn and see him standing in the shadows.

"What are you doing here?" I say, holding my hand to my chest, my heart pounding.

"This is my room," he says, stepping into the light. He's wearing dark pants and a black shirt, unbuttoned at the front. I turn my eyes away.

"Did you come to join with me and Temiri?" he says.

I look at him again. "I didn't come to your ship," I growl. "This is just a dream."

He looks surprised for a second. "I don't think I'm dreaming," he says. "But if I am, then what are you doing in my dream?"

I open my mouth to tell him I would never purposefully try and be in the same dream as him, but I decide not to bother. He probably brought me here and is playing games. Or am I really here, on his ship? A sudden fear grips me. No, I'd just been on Canto Bight and now I'm in Kylo's quarters. This has to be a dream. Yet I can't be one hundred percent sure.

"I will not keep asking you to join me," he says. "It's not an open invitation for all time."

"I would never betray Luke Skywalker, or the memory and spirit of the Jedi, and join with you."

Kylo's expression changes and his eyes fill with anger. "Luke is a coward!" he yells, making me jump.

"You're the coward," I say under my breath.

Suddenly Kylo's hand is around my throat in a vice grip. He doesn't choke me but tilts my head up, forcing me to look at him. I grab his arm with both my hands but he's too strong and I can't make him let go. "This is the last time I will ask you," he says, coming in close. "Join me."

"Will you, join me?" I say, intending to be sarcastic but it comes out sounding so sincere that Kylo lets me go. I quickly step away from him.

"Join with Skywalker?" he says in anger. "I'd kill him first." Suddenly his light saber is in his hand and he lights it, filling the room with a red glow.

I'm unprepared for his attack, the realization that he doesn't know Luke is dead throws me off for a moment. But a second later my light saber is in my hand, appearing upon command; the benefits of being in a dream I suppose. 

I lift up the blue light seconds before the red one reaches my face. If I am killed in this dream, would I die in real life too? No, I can't let those thoughts scare me. But Kylo's attacks feel all too real as he swings his sword down, again and again. I set my foot onto his abs and kick, throwing me back from him more than throwing him away from me. He comes towards me again and I fend off his attacks. 

He slashes down at me and I can't seem to make any ground in the fight, just fend off the attacks, barely. Kylo advances until my back is against the wall and I'm trapped. He pushes the red light saber up against my blue one, the crossed blades dangerously near my face. 

"Let go, Rey," Kylo says, pinning me against the wall. "Let go of all this good and bad, right and wrong, Jedi and Sith. We can rule together."

"I don't like the way you rule," I say between clenched teeth. "And I'll never let go of what's right, what's good in this universe."

"What do you think is good?" he says, pushing harder against my light saber. "You? Skywalker? The Resistance?"

I push him off with a loud cry, regaining a bit of my strength and surprising him. I slash forward, almost slicing his arm off but he moves out of the way just in time and spins his light saber in his hand, readying himself for my next attack. This time I advance on him, my anger burning. "And my brother is good!" I yell. "He's just a kid and you want to corrupt him, to teach him the ways of the dark side! I hate you!"

I slash the back of Kylo's hand and he cries out, dropping his light saber. He leans down to pick it up again, but I hold my light saber to his throat. He looks down at it, then up at me.

"Stop fighting it, Rey. You went to the dark, I sense it on you."

"I went down to the looking glass to get answers, not to turn to the dark side."

"You didn't need to. It's already in you."

"Shut up, or I swear I'll kill you in this dream."

"You're so preoccupied with what you think is good or bad. Do you know how many men died when the Resistance destroyed Snoke's ship? Men just like Finn?"

His words sting and I lose my focus. Suddenly he grabs my hand, moving my light saber away from his face and holding my hand in the air, above my head. His chest is against mine and I push him with my other hand, my palm against his warm skin between the opening in his shirt. I try to pull away from his grip on my other wrist, above my head, but I can't get free.

"Let me in," Kylo says, his breath against my cheek.

I blink back tears, my breath coming out hot and unsteady. "No."

"Stop fighting me!" Kylo's grip on my wrist tightens and pain shoots down my arm.

"I will never stop fighting you, to my very last breath," I yell. "I will never give in. I will never let you in." Tears flow down my face and I hate them for betraying me. I wait for Kylo's anger to consume him and for him to hurt me, or maybe even kill me. But his eyes search mine instead, as though looking deep into my soul.

"Why?" he says softly, so close now I can smell the cleaning soap he uses on his skin, and feel the heat radiating from his body.

"I can't," I say. "Because you'll betray me." My eyes go wide. Did I just say that? Out loud?

Kylo lets go of my wrist and steps back. My hand falls from his chest and an overwhelming need to not break that physical contact grips me. My eyes travel to his open shirt again and the muscles of his chest and abdomen, then up to his face and freshly washed hair that's now beginning to wave at the ends. Fear grips me, the same way it did when my force sensitivity first began to awaken inside of me. I'd said those very words to Luke, 'something inside of myself is awake, and I'm scared.' But this is far worse. Kylo has awakened something else in me, which I never knew was there, something uncontrollable and dangerous, something that urges me to reach out to him and set my palm on his bare chest again.

Kylo isn't looking at me, but out one of the windows, as though deep in thought. If he knew that he could win this battle with just one brush of his lips over mine... 

My breath catches at the unbidden thought.

"You're right," Kylo says. "I probably will betray you." His jaw clenches and he looks at me. "But not tonight."

I tense. He knows. He knows what's awakening inside of me.

Of course he does.

Kylo keeps his eyes locked on mine and I can't look away. So many emotions pass through his eyes that my breath catches.

"We all have needs, Rey," he says, moving in closer. "We're only human."

"No!" But even as I say it, I reach for him.

I wake with a start, my body aching, but not from pain, from something far worse, need. I toss and turn on the small mattress. I'd heard of this, of course, people telling tales of passion, desire, love. But to me it was all unfamiliar. I'd only ever had one passion, to find out who my parents were and where I came from. I'd always believed physical desire was a unnecessary distraction, enjoyed by the weaker minded, those who lived undisciplined lives without a stronger purpose to seek in their lives. I never imagined that this waking of my senses could be without my consent, without my choosing and without my choice as to whom I feel it towards.

No, no, no... I glance around the room. I need to get out. I need to get as far away from Kylo as possible. This isn't me. I'm a practical, logical person. I don't get weak knees at the sight of a man's unbuttoned shirt. I don't care for romantic notions and soft kisses, or passionate ones...

Stop! I jump down from the bed, my body sizzling with unmet desire. What is happening to me? Why now? Is this the darkness inside of me, that Kylo mentioned? That Luke said I may have picked up from going down into the dark abyss below the island? The thing that would destroy me in the end?

"Rey?" Poe says from the other side of the door. "Is everything okay?"

I hurry to the door and open it. The sight of Poe is such a relief that I almost throw my arms around him in a hug. But I know, at the moment, that would be a very bad idea. "I think I might be turning dark," I say.

"What?"

"I'm... I can't explain."

Poe gives me a concerned look. "What happened?"

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Author's note: I will continue writing as soon as I can, but it may take more than a day. Thank you for reading ;)