Poe's POV
"What is going-" Chewbacca puts me down outside a medical bay door.

He tells me to go in and I stare at the door for a moment, but he pushes me into it and I open it.

"Leia." I breathe out.

"General." She smiles. "I heard the fleet is in trouble."

"Nothing we can't handle." I sit beside her on the bed.

She gives me a weak smile. "Any news on my son's whereabouts?"

"First Order has him."

"Nowhere he hasn't been before."

"Should we be worried?"

"He can take care of himself. If not, Rey can help him."

"Rey is hiding somewhere on the same ship as him." I inform her.

"Always on her feet, hopeful with a strong will. Luke didn't always like it, but I did." She grins.

"We'll bring them home."

"Just bring the galaxy justice."

"And what might that be?" I ask.

"Peace."

Rey's POV
I walk the halls and recognize some things, others not so much.

A black droid resembling BB-8 passes and I try my best to not stare or appear curious. Curiosity here brings trouble.

I round a corner and head into the cellblock.

"Reporting for duty." I say.

"Well you came faster than expected. Head down to the first post on the right."

"Yes sir." I walk past the check station and nod to the guard I'm replacing.

Minutes past and another stormtrooper goes to check in. "Reporting in."

"We already checked someone in." I tightened the blaster in my hand and look for any escape routes.

"I was sent here as an extra." They say.

"Well you're not needed so go join the hunt for the jedi."

I stand for hours, what feels like a day. I watch prisoners every now and then be transferred elsewhere. No sign of Ben.

Someone comes and relieves me of duty and I don't even know what time it is anymore.

I enter my new hideout and the stench of blood filters into my mask.

I quickly gather my clothes and change. A knock at the door startles me and a man's voice catches me off guard as I stumble to climb back into the air vent.

I hurry down the ventilation and alarms begin to blare again.

Yerha's POV
"Where is she?" I scream stomping on to the bridge.

"We haven't located-"

I ignite my saber through the officer's chest. "I want answers."

"The ventilation again."

"What are our choices to flush her out?" I deactivate my saber.

"Heat, illness, prey."

"We have the perfect prey, but we need the perfect plan."

"Right away. We'll assemble a crew of-"

"Just do it." I exit the bridge.

Entering Ben Solo's room I notice the smell of his body odor. "You stick."

"Fuck off."

"Has she tried to contact you?"

"I said fuck off."

I try to force push his head into the electric chair, but his skull is already rested against the back.

A small crack of a smile appears. "Weakling."

"I'm going to kill your precious Rey. Just like I did your unborn."  The force around us moves darkly and I know he's pissed. "I will always win."

N/A: Hey everyone, long time, no see. Sorry about that. I really dont know what I'm doing in this story anymore. I had an idea, but I don't think I want to do it anymore. Tell me what to do please.