AN: This ship won't leave me alone, so here's a little bonus after each of the last two chapters. The first selection is directly after chapter 3, the second is after chapter 2, two alternate timelines, I guess you'd say.

"Don't be so sentimental."

They'd locked Kylo back in the closet, and dragged Rey out to a chair in the cockpit, where Han was staring at her, obviously disappointed.

"You did what with who where?" He demanded.

Rey stared down at her hands folded innocently in her lap. "I kissed Kylo Ren in the closet. It's quite simple, really."

Han felt the urge to slam his head into the control panel of the Millennium Falcon. He liked Rey and all, and her naïveté reminded him of Luke back in his farmboy days, but her naïveté was going to get them all stabbed in the back soon. With a tri-saber.

"He's just toying with you, trying to get him to trust you," he tried to explain as calmly as possible. "You think he actually cares about you, and he's gonna use you to escape. Simple as that, kid."

"He seemed genuine," she muttered.

"They're actors," Poe jumped in. "He seemed pretty genuine when he was torturing me, in case you've forgotten!"

"I haven't!" Rey snapped. "I just believe everyone deserves a second chance."

"He doesn't!" Finn and Poe chorused.

Rey glared at both of them.

"You look a lot like your mother," Han mused, then sobered as he reached for his DL-44, and then remembered that he'd given it to Rey. "Where's my blaster?"

Rey went pale. "I. . . Dropped it. In the closet."

"Kriff! That's great news," Han growled.

We're doomed, BB-8 chirped.

"Thanks for your vote of confidence," Rey said as she got up.

"Where are you going?" Finn asked as he clutched the armrest in terror.

"To go retrieve the blaster," Rey said. "I'm the only one who isn't afraid-"

"Nuh-uh," Poe protested. "I'm going since the last time we sent you, you ended up making out with him-"

"And you peed your pants, Dameron, when he came aboard," Rey retorted. "Unless we'd like the whole ship to smell like urine, I'd suggest that I'd take care of it, especially since you and Finn have been hogging the bathroom the whole ride."

To be honest, her common sense had taken over and she was terrified at what she's had let happen. She didn't let it show as she removed her staff from the smuggling compartments, and she slowly opened the door, staff aloft as she prepared to hit something.

She opened the door slowly, and much to her surprise, the gun was still lying on the floor. Kylo just stared at her, and then the blaster, and then back at her her.

"Are you going to get it, or are you going to beat me up first?" He demanded.

Rey slowly reached for it, and held it tight in her hands, and pushed the staff back into the gaping hole that was the smuggling compartments. She found it very hard to resist that sad look as she shut the door again. She jogged up to Han in the cockpit, who looked relieved.

"Here you go," she said quietly, and she sat down.

"You did what? With who? Where?" Supreme Leader Snoke demanded.

Kylo Ren was extremely pleased that the mask was on so Snoke could not see him blushing.

"I. . . romanced Rey Solo in the throne room?" He said it like a question.

"Don't be so sentimental, my apprentice," Snoke hissed. "That girl will be the end of you, much like Luke Skywalker was the end of Darth Vader. She will destroy you like Alderaan was, and then where will you go?"

Kylo found himself grasping for words but not finding the right ones to say.

"That's what I thought," Snoke finished, and then he paused. "Padmé Amidala, however, was Vader's catalyst into the dark side. Perhaps this Rey will do the same for you."

Kylo's throat was in his heart. "What have you done?"

"Oh nothing," the Supreme Leader laughed. "Love has made a fool of you. Yet still, if it is the girl you desire as a. . . a trophy, then I see no reason why not."

"You will not be disappointed, milord," Kylo said, and then he rose, exiting the chamber. Rey would be more than a trophy, he vowed privately. She would be his light, his one beautiful light in a sea of darkness.