A/N - Hi everyone!  I hope you're enjoying the story so far!  This chapter also contains a fair bit of mature content, so if you don't like smut, skip way down to the  ******SMUT FREE ZONE STARTS HERE********* There's some good stuff after that.  As always please vote and comment if you like or love it.  So far, my journey in this story has been a blast!  Thanks to all for continuing to read!

WARNING MATURE AND EXPLICIT CONTENT AHEAD.  

Ben woke sometime in the middle of the night to find Rey completely wrapped around him.  She was in the same position as the last time she rolled into him during their nighttime Force connection, with her arm wrapped securely around his torso, and her leg thrown over his hips. They were both still completely naked.  He looked over at her and smiled to see her hair covering her face.  He moved it gently out of the way, and gave her a soft kiss on her parted lips.

He couldn't help but marvel over everything that had occurred between them.  His chest constricted with all that he was feeling – she was everything – he had to make sure she stayed safe.  Now more than ever he so desperately wanted his vision to come true – he wanted them to have a future together, a family.   His breath shuddered out of his chest, knowing that he was crazy to even dream of that happening.  He didn't know exactly what it would look like, but he would do anything to make sure it came true.

This beautiful, strong, compassionate woman had chosen him.  Shown him patience, tender regard, and fiery passion.  He still wasn't sure that what she felt for him was love, but it no longer mattered.  He would give her everything, do anything for her.  She would have no choice but to love him.

Reaching over he softly ran his hand up and down her arm, marveling at the sheer wonder of her.  He would never tire of just watching her, just being beside her.  Feeling her close by.  She shifted in her sleep, and he used his other hand to rub her back, slowly moving lower to rub her bottom in circles.  She made a quiet moaning sound and he instantly hardened.

He blew out a breath.   He wanted her again.  But would it hurt her?  Would she be sore after their first time?   He leaned over and kissed her softly, almost nibbling at her lips.   The hand that was stroking her arm moved up to caress her cheek, then smoothed its way down to settle on her breast.  He gently stroked her, and felt her nipple peak.   Hearing her breathing change, he continued his quiet seduction, moving his hand lower over her belly and then beyond to very gently stroke the space between the thigh she had thrown over him.  A small sound escaped from her throat, and he smiled.

Suddenly, she rolled away from him, with her back facing him.  Grimacing, he wondered if she was awake, and trying to deter him.  Listening carefully, her breathing was steady and even, so he figured that she was probably still asleep.   Smirking, he decided he'd just have to wake her up, very pleasantly.

Scooting closer to her, he moved her hair aside and kissed the back of her neck gently, while running his hand down her side, from shoulder to hip, stopping to caress her bottom again.  She squirmed slightly.  Slowly, he reached around to the front of her and began caressing her breasts once again, paying attention to her nipples.  Leaning forward, he placed a small bite on her shoulder, which finally seemed to wake her up.

She breathed deeply and moved her arm behind her, capturing his head in her hand.   "Ben?"

"Mmm hmm."  He replied, kissing her neck and down to her shoulder again.

"What are you doing?"  She asked sleepily.

He pressed his erection against her bottom, and moved his hand down from her breast to gently explore between her legs, causing her to sigh softly.  "What does it feel like I'm doing?"  He whispered huskily.

"Seducing me..."  She said on a drawn out half-sigh half-moan.

His hands continued roaming over her body, stroking, caressing and squeezing, while his lips and teeth continued to kiss and nibble all the spots he could reach.  "Rey....I....I won't do this if its going to hurt you."

She turned slightly to look up at him over her shoulder.  He continued kissing her there, and she could feel the gentle scrape of his stubble on her shoulder and the back of her arm as he moved his jaw back and forth.   It caused her to shiver, and the heat that was already building between her legs grew.   "I'm not sure.  But I don't really care..."  Her voice was breathy and her body was soft and relaxed.

Again, he brought his hand down between her legs and this time gently inserted a finger, shuddering at her wetness, and causing her to moan.  "You'll tell me if it starts to hurt?"  He asked quietly.

Her eyes were closed and her head was thrown back.  "Yes, I'll tell you."  She sounded sexy as hell, and he didn't believe her one bit.

"Promise."  He said huskily.  Her back was still nestled against him, and he gently moved her leg and positioned himself at her entrance.  Moistening himself in her wetness, he gently rubbed the tip over her bud, and felt a tremor of anticipation run through her.

A small smile appeared on her lips.  "No."

Shaking his head, he bit her shoulder lightly again as he guided himself into her slowly.  He thought he felt a small wince, but she pushed herself back against him tentatively and murmured,  "Deeper."  That one little word caused him to exhale sharply, and every thought to leave his head.  He had to clench his teeth to keep things soft and slow as he started gently thrusting.

He could feel her breathing hitch, and he fastened his lips to the crook of her neck as his own breathing became erratic with the pleasure.  She was making sexy little sounds, and reached her arm back to run her hands through his hair.   His hands roamed over her breasts, and down to the top of her sex.   When he touched her there while thrusting, she let out a keening moan.  He groaned in response, grasped her tighter and began thrusting a little faster and harder, biting her shoulder hard.

Rey gasped at the sensations flowing through her.  She was cocooned by his body, wrapped in his arms, and could hear his rough breaths and groans in her ear as he thrust into her.   Her body felt blissfully boneless with pleasure as his hands stroked everywhere, while his lips kissed and sucked at her neck, ear and shoulder.  When he placed a hard bite on her shoulder her neck arched back and she moaned loudly, and she could feel Ben's sharp exhale as he shuddered and tightened his grip on her.  His thrusts became even harder and less controlled, as his breathing stuttered.

They were both panting heavily, lost in the pleasure and intimacy they were feeling.  The feelings coursing between them through the bond were overwhelming, and the way she gripped his shaft from this angle was so tight he knew that he couldn't hold on much longer.  He had considered himself a master of self-control in all things, but with this – with her, he had none whatsoever.  Her reactions to him completely destroyed any hope he had for control.   He wanted to make it last longer, but it just felt so damn good!  Attempting to hold off his own release, he tried thinking of mundane or unpleasant things, but he couldn't seem to hold a thought in his head.

Wanting to make sure she found her pleasure before him, he applied more pressure to the little bud between her thighs, rubbing in circles.  She cried out again, in a high pitched wail. "Ohhhh....Ben......".  At this, he went wild, no longer able to control the pace of his thrusts.  He pounded into her, gasping each time he connected, growing louder as he got closer to his own release.  He could feel her clench around him, and she cried out his name again, sending him over the edge with a series of loud, gasping groans as he emptied himself into her.

As their breathing slowed, he continued caressing her all over.  He reached out for her hand and entwined his fingers with hers.  Eyes closed, a ghost of a smile appeared on her face when he leaned over and kissed her cheek tenderly.  His heart felt like it was going to burst from his chest, and he didn't have the words to say what he was feeling.

"Rey....."  Was all he could get out.

She turned her head, opening her eyes to look at him with her luminous orbs.  He continued to look deeply into her eyes, as he opened his mouth to speak again, but his throat was too tight, and refused to let anything out.  Rey brought her other hand up to his cheek, and quietly said.  "I feel it too."  He leaned his forehead against her cheek and let out a shuddering exhale.

They stayed that way, Rey wrapped in Ben's arms until they both fell asleep once again.

**

Rey woke up what felt like several hours later.  As she rolled over quietly to face Ben, the automatic lighting in the cabin brightened a bit, and she could clearly see Ben's face and body. The facial scar she gave him stood out, and she reached out to gently run her fingers along it.   His lower half was covered by the dark grey sheets on the bed, but his pale upper half glowed like a beacon in the dim light.  His breathing was deep and even, and she couldn't help but think how peaceful he looked.  With her, he wasn't angry any more, but he still usually wore that impassive look on his face when trying to shield his thoughts and emotions from others.

She thought back to their lovemaking, and the intimate things that they had done to one another, and her breathing sped up a notch.  There was no way she could ever imagine doing those things with anyone else.  Just thinking about it again made her body tingle and her center begin to warm with desire.  She leaned up on her elbow and placed a soft kiss on his bicep, trailing a hand over his chest.  Snuggling closer, she reached up and gently moved a clump of hair out of his face, trailing her hand down his neck and collarbone, followed by a kiss at the top of his shoulder.

Looking down, she noticed that a small tent was forming in the sheet over his hips.   Reaching over, she slowly drew the sheet down to expose his rising member.  The sight sent a flush through her body, and she couldn't help softly running her fingers over it.  It twitched a bit, as it continued to grow larger, and she placed more of her palm over it.  She watched, fascinated, as it grew to its full size.  She thought about how it felt when he was inside of her, and could feel herself growing damp between her legs.

She was startled out of her reverie by Ben's husky voice.  "Find a new toy?"

Blushing furiously, she looked up at him, seeing his smirk.   Embarrassed, she quickly tried to pull her hand away, but he caught her wrist.  "Please don't stop."  He begged, his voice coming out low and gravelly.  Still slightly embarrassed, she hid her face for a moment, before timidly reaching out to stoke him again, this time wrapping her hand fully around his shaft, causing him to let out a groaning sigh.  "Gods, Rey that feels good.   You can wake me up that way any time you want."  His head was tilted back on the pillow, and his eyes were closed.

A surge of feminine power suddenly coursed through her.   She could make him feel as needy, as desperate as he made her feel.  She was seducing him this time.  Lifting herself higher, she began to place kisses along his chest, moving upward towards his neck, while her hand continued to move on his shaft.  When she got to his nipples, she hesitated.  'Would it feel the same for him?'   Flicking her tongue over one, she felt his deep shudder and moan, and he bucked his hips into her hand.  Another small sense of triumph flowed through her.  His hand came up and he buried his fingers in her hair, increasing her own desire.  She continued until he was squirming and making more noises, before moving up higher and capturing his lips with her own, kissing him deeply.

At this, he gently removed her hand from him, grasped her hips and lifted her up so she was straddling him.   She could feel his hard shaft against the entrance of her core, which was slick with want for him.  "You're in charge this time Sweetheart."   He told her, his voice deep and husky.  She blushed deep scarlet at her new and unexpected position.

She was surprised, but the idea excited her, and she bit her lip thinking about it.   His gaze shot down to the lip she was worrying with her teeth, which drove him to distraction at the best of times.  Groaning, he dragged her head back down for a kiss.   "I...I'm not sure what to do..."  She said, shyly.

He nudged her backwards a bit, positioning himself for her.  She felt him, right there.   "Just slide yourself back Sweetheart."  She did so, and felt him sliding deeply into her.  Her head arched back slowly.  Her eyes were closed, and she took a deep, sensual breath in, letting it out on a slow exhale.   She looked so beautiful, and felt so good on him, he had to clench his teeth to maintain some control. "Feel good?"  He asked huskily.  She nodded.   "Okay, now just start moving your hips."

She started timidly, but soon got the hang of it.  His hands were on her hips, helping to guide her movements.  He watched her all the while, as she explored what felt best to her, and reacted to his sounds and movements of what felt good to him.  Pulling her toward him, he leaned up and began kissing and nibbling at her breasts, and she shivered and moaned at the sensation.

After awhile, she began to pant, her head hanging forward, eyes boring into his, capturing a sensual kiss from him now and again.  He stayed pretty still, letting her set the pace and motion, thoroughly enjoying the experience of her making love to him.  Every once in awhile his hips would buck slightly at the sensation, but he wanted her to find this on her own.

It wasn't long before her motions became more frantic, her hips connecting harder with his, as she dragged herself onto and over him again and again.   He could feel her getting closer, as she started to moan each time they connected.  It built and built until suddenly she was crying out, over and over again, eyes squeezed shut, body shaking as a powerful and long climax overtook her senses.  Ben watched it all, completely awestruck by her beauty, and by the thought that she was his, that he did this to her, made her feel this way.

His control finally snapped, and he wrapped his arms around her, dragging her down to ravage her lips as he began to thrust into her powerfully, the last waves of her climax still upon her.  She kissed him back fiercely, showing him all she was feeling, heightening his pleasure by doing so. Suddenly, she felt a spark ignite within her again and second climax was upon her, drawing even more moans from her throat.  Ben felt it and shuddered, groaning loudly as his own release raced through him, fueled by her obvious pleasure.  He clasped her tightly and threw his head back on a roar of pleasure.

Coming down from their high, they were unmoving, both breathing harshly, both completely spent.  Rey was plastered to his chest, panting when she heard him chuckle deeply.  "I don't think I can move."  Rey smiled at that, mumbling.  "Me neither."  They lay there, content in each other, enjoying the moment.

After a few minutes, she folded her hands on his chest and propped her chin up on them, looking at him with a pleased grin on her face.  "Did you enjoy yourself?"  He asked with a smirk.

"You know that I did."  She replied softly, her face pinkening.

"Twice, it would seem."  He teased.

She blushed deep red.  "Are you proud of yourself – again?"

"I am."  He said, a lazy, satisfied grin on his face.  Then he became more serious, reaching out to play with a strand of her hair. "Rey, to know that I'm able to make you feel these things...its....." He blew out a breath.

She reached out to stroke his cheek.   "I know.  I feel the same.  When I hear and feel how you react when I touch you, kiss you....it makes me feel....Powerful?  Possessive?  Does that make sense?"

He chuckled, nodding.  "Completely."

"Like you are mine, and I am yours."  She whispered quietly.

His face cleared at her quiet confession, and he looked at her so intensely she felt he could see her soul.  Reaching out, he grasped her head and kissed her fiercely.  His heart was pounding hard in his chest.  Leaning his forehead on hers, he whispered.  "Yes."

She wrapped her arms around his shoulders, and lay her head on his chest.  They lay like that for awhile dozing, until they decided that it was time to get out of bed.  "I'm going to jump into the fresher."  She told him, wrapping the sheet around herself and climbing out of the bed.

Just then her communicator went off, and she walked over to get it.  He could hear her quietly speaking to Chewie.  As he watched her, a tightness settled into his chest, knowing that their time together was running out.  When she was finished speaking with him, she came back over to Ben, who was now sitting up looking at her with solemn eyes.   "Chewie will be here in about an hour."

He nodded, looking away.  Then back to her.  "If the fresher were bigger I'd join you."  He murmured huskily, coming up behind her to kiss the back of her neck and wrapping his arms around her.  The feeling of terror at their impending separation intensified.

Giggling, she swatted him away.  "You're insatiable!"

"Only for you."  He said, turning her around and kissing her passionately.  She soon became breathless and pushed him away playfully.   "Enough!"  She laughed.  "Shower time now!" Something flashed in his eyes, his gaze darkening.

Before she was able to dance away from him, he yanked her back toward him and kissed her again, this time frantically.  Suddenly, she could feel a multitude of overwhelming emotions flowing to her through the bond – mostly desperation, knowing that their time together was coming to an end, combined with fear and raw need.  She couldn't help but respond to the sheer rawness of his emotions, and kissed him back with equal fervor.

The sheet that was wrapped around her dropped to the floor, and her arms wound around his neck.  He lifted her off the floor, her legs wrapping around his hips.  She whimpered at the contact of his arousal against her center.  Her hands tore at his hair, and his hands and lips were bruising as he crushed her to him, almost mindlessly.  It seemed as if a storm was suddenly raging around them.   The bond was completely open between them, each feeling exactly what the other was in that moment, and both were just as frantic for one another, just as fearful of being apart.

He groaned, feeling overcome - like they were being carried away on a swirling tidal wave of raw emotion.  "Ben, please. I need you inside me, now."  Upon hearing her desperate plea, he was completely lost, lowering her to the floor and thrusting into her sharply, causing her to cry out in pleasure.  His movements were rough and fast, driving into her relentlessly, bringing them both to climax after only a few strokes.

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Afterward, shock and remorse were written all over his face, and his mouth kept opening and closing as he looked at her – but no sounds came out.   Seeing that Ben was clearly struggling with his emotions, Rey gently tried to soothe him, stroking his face, running her fingers through his hair, and placing soft kisses all over his face.  A feeling of shame reached her through the bond, as he dropped his forehead to hers, finally able to speak.  "Gods, I'm so sorry, Rey."

"For what?"  She asked quietly, lifting his head and looking into his eyes.

"I took you on the goddamn floor!  Mindlessly!  Like an animal!"  He snapped, his voice breaking. "I've tried so hard to take care with you, and in one second I wiped it all away!"  Remorse was written all over his face, his breath was shuddering, and his eyes were glassy.

She continued to try to soothe him, quietly telling him.  "Ben, I needed you just as badly.  I could feel what you were feeling – your fear and desperation – and it echoed mine."  She held his face in both her hands and looked deeply into his eyes.  "You didn't hurt me.  Physically nor emotionally.  Your desperation made me feel wanted, needed – and that doesn't even fully describe it.  And I enjoyed it."   She smiled at him sincerely.  "I accept both your light and dark, remember?  It doesn't surprise me at all that the Kylo Ren part of you showed up to make love to me too."  She smirked at him.

He looked at her in complete shock.  "That's...that's what you think happened?"

"I know it is."  She said with total certainty.  "The Kylo Ren part of you can't control his emotions very well.  You were overwhelmed, and that's what comes out.  But I know that neither the Ben Solo nor the Kylo Ren part of you would ever hurt me."  She smiled up at him and gave him a tender kiss, gently stroking his face.  "Please don't feel bad about it.  But that doesn't mean I'm going to let you treat me thoughtlessly or callously."  She smirked.   "Trust me, you'll know if I ever think you've done so."

Her attempt at subtle humour failed.  Still smiling, she kissed him again and gave him a light shove, rolling over on top of him.  He looked at her warily, and asked carefully.  "You're really not upset?"

"Nope."  She smiled, giving him a peck on the nose, getting up to head into the fresher.

**

Once Rey was done in the fresher, Ben took his turn.   He almost didn't want to wash her scent off of his body, but realized that that was a bit weird.  Afterward, he found Rey rooting around in the kitchen for some food.   "Looks like nutrition bars or protein gel will have to do."  She told him.

He shook his head.  "I refuse to eat that garbage.  I can put something together in a few minutes."

"I'm game.   I've eaten enough portions in my life to know when not to refuse better food."  She said, shrugging.

A few minutes later Ben handed her a bowl of a warm, grain mixture with a sweet topping.  She wrinkled her nose at first, but giving it a try she decided it tasted pretty good.  "Mmm.  This is also quite good."  She said between bites.  "It still surprises me that you can cook."

He shrugged, quietly eating his food, his gaze not quite meeting her eyes.   She scooted closer to him and laid her head on his shoulder. "I loved being with you this past day."  She told him quietly.  "I'm going to miss having you near me.  But I will definitely try harder to come to you through the bond."  Bringing her hand to his cheek, she stroked her thumb over his jaw.

He glanced at her, continuing to eat, not saying anything.   She rolled her eyes.  "Because...."  She drew out the word. "you're probably going to get some stupid idea in your head and try to stay away from me."  She challenged.

His gaze snapped to her, and he let out a shuddering breath.  She wrapped her arm around his shoulders and asked.  "If I can't figure it out, promise me you won't stay away?"

Leaning his forehead against hers, he nodded.

She looked at him shyly.   "It would be really nice if we could maybe try to come to each other every night – if possible – and maybe fall asleep together?"

Looking at her tenderly, he drew her face even closer and kissed her, his heart stuttering in his chest.   "You would do that?"  His face showed his incredulity.

She rolled her eyes at him.  "Ben, don't let your doubts and darkness cloud what you already know we share."

Studying her face for a minute, he took a deep breath and finally smiled at her.   "I would like that."

"We'll see each other every night."  Her tone was encouraging.  "And if we really want to see each other, we'll find a way to meet somewhere, okay?"  She leaned over and kissed him.  "We knew this wasn't going to be easy.  But I want this so badly, I'll do anything to make it work.  Anything for you."

 His face softened, and he stroked her cheek again.  "I want this – want you - badly too.  And I'll will do whatever I need to too."

She grinned broadly, and both of them moved toward each other for a sweet kiss.  They pulled back, smiling at each other, when they heard the sound of a ship close by.

"Time's up."  Ben quipped, trying to keep the new mood light.

They both gazed into the other's eyes, gave each other a quick kiss, and headed outside.

**

Chewbacca set the Falcon down near the remnants of the hanger, confused and angry upon seeing the First Order Command shuttle sitting nearby.  Walking down the ramp, he froze when he saw Rey coming out of the shuttle followed by Kylo Ren, who was setting a small box down on the ground.  Chewie had always known him as Ben, had watched him grow up from a baby to a young man, fifteen when he saw him last.   But he knew that Ben was dead, ever since the day the bastard put his lightsaber through Han.  Even Leia no longer believed that her son was alive.

Chewie let out a loud roar and strode over to where the two of them stood.   He walked past Rey, directly to Ren and picked him up by the throat, hoisting him several feet above the ground.   He began yelling profanities at Ren in Skyriiwook, and shaking him with the single hand that had him suspended in the air, blocking off his windpipe.  Lost in his anger and reawakened grief for his friend, it took a minute before he realized that Rey was frantically screaming at him.

"Chewie!  Chewie, no!  Let him go!"  She cried.  She was tugging on his other arm, trying to get him to listen to her.  Ben's fingers were clawing at the Wookiee's hand at his throat.

"No!  He's going to finally get what he deserves!"  He roared back.

Becoming more frantic, she yelled.  "Stop!  You can't hurt him!"

"Hurt him?   I'm not going to hurt him.  I'm going to kill him!"  Chewbacca barely looked like he was breaking a sweat as he shook Ben back and forth.

Rey continued to tug on his arm, becoming frantic, pulling harder.   "Chewie!  No!  You CAN'T!!"

"Why not?  He deserves it!  You know he does!"   He told her, his anger not abating at all.

Ben's face began going purple and Rey became desperate.   "Chewie!  Please!  No!  Stop!  You can't kill him!  You have to stop!"  She paused and took a deep breath, before shouting.  "I LOVE HIM!!"

Chewbacca's head snapped to Rey's and he immediately stopped the shaking.  "Seriously?"   He asked her angrily.

She could only nod at him, tears now streaming down her face.

Chewie let out a disgusted growl and dropped Ben to the ground.   He gave Rey a harsh stare before picking up the box of the Jedi texts and turning to head back to the Falcon.  Glancing back to Ren he spat out before walking away.  "You don't deserve her.  And if you do anything to hurt her, I will kill you."

Rey rushed over to Ben's side, kneeling down to make sure he was okay.  He pushed her away lightly, rubbing his throat and taking deep, rasping breaths.  "Are you okay?"  She asked, worry evident in her voice.

It took him several tries before he was able to answer, finally able to find his voice.  "Yeah."  He grated out.  "I deserved that."  Inhaling deeply again, he quipped, looking down at the ground. "I'm actually pretty lucky he only went for my neck and didn't rip my arms off.  Wookiee's are known for doing that when they're pissed."

He took a few more breaths before looking up at her intently.  "Did you mean it?"

Rey was confused for a second, till she realized what she had screamed at Chewie in her fear and desperation.  She blushed scarlet and looked down at the ground, before gathering her courage and looking back up at him, searching his face.  "Yes.   I meant it."

His eyes drifted closed for a long second, and she thought she saw him shudder.  Getting up off the ground, he stepped toward her, wrapping his arms around her waist, gazing down at her tenderly and expectantly.  Suddenly shy, Rey was tempted to look away from the intensity of his gaze, but she was lost in everything she saw in his eyes.  Taking a deep breath, she softly told him,  "I love you Ben Solo."

She ran her hands up his chest and wound them around his neck.   Pulling him closer, she continued to look into those deep chocolate pools, which had softened.   Doubt and disbelief were clearly mixed in with the rest of the emotions written there.  Shaking her head, she moved her lips to his ear.   "I love you."  Planting a kiss just below his lobe, she moved onto the other ear.  "I love you."  Another kiss below this ear, and then onto his lips.   "I love you."  Capturing his lips for a passionate kiss, both of her hands on his cheeks.

"I can see that you don't really believe me, and so I'll keep saying it until you tell me that you believe it."  She whispered earnestly.

His eyes widened, and she was sure she saw a brief flash of hope, as a small smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.  "Sweetheart, you can say it as often as you like, and I promise I'll never get tired of hearing it."  Kissing her softly, he whispered.   "I believe you."  Taking in a shuddering breath, he continued.   "But Rey, there are...other parts of me...what if...?"  He gulped.

"Ben. We've been through this.  I know you have both light and dark parts.  They are both a part of you - who you are - and I love all of you."  She stroked his hair as she whispered gently.

Pulling her head to his chest, he embraced her tightly.  "How am I supposed to let you go now?" He sighed on a deep exhale.

He could feel her smile against his chest.   "You trust that you will see me at the end of the day, like any normal couple, when they come home after their daily duties."  She pulled back and gave him a soft kiss.   "I have to go before Chewie comes back out and drags me onto the ship."

Nodding, he kissed her, then just stared.  His mouth opened and closed, but nothing came out.   It felt wrong, letting her just leave like this, without a word from him, without telling her what this last 24 hours with her had meant to him.   Leaning up, Rey kissed him again.   "I'll see you later."

She stepped out of his arms, grabbed her pack, and headed to the ramp.  "Rey...."  He croaked out, his throat tight once again.  Turning back, she watched his mouth open and close silently yet again, and she gave him one last smile before walking up into the ship.   He continued to watch as the ramp closed, and the ship took off, a feeling of loneliness washing over him again as he walked back into the command shuttle.