A/N: Hello to all you fellow Reylo shippers (and geeky Star Wars fans)! I recently saw The Rise Of Skywalker and thought 'damn, that ending tho...' What would've happened after? NOTE: This contains spoilers so please, please, please! If you have not seen the movie, GO RUN TO THE CINEMA, WATCH IT AND COME BACK! This is the first chapter (and might be edited in the future), so please leave feedback so I can grow as a writer, no matter how brutal! EXPECT MORE CHAPTERS LATER ON!

The room is so cold.

Empty.

I've never felt more alone.

"Rey!" Finn screams, his voice piercing through the fog of my mind. He throws himself at me, his hand outstretched, reaching for me. I feel his fingers graze my shoulder.

Then he begins to choke.

"Rey!" He splutters. The water falls fast, gushing out of his mouth, the corners of his eyes. His fingers shatter into glittering particles of ice and are brushed away by a dark wind.

I feel the water reaching for me as it rises, wrapping itself tightly around me as a mother would embrace her child. Finn's surface began to crack, water bursting out of him, slapping me in the face.

I struggle aimlessly against the water. I can hear it whispering in my ear, gently, teasingly, lovingly-

Don't struggle, sweet thing.

It'll all be over soon.

Then I realise: That's not Finn's voice…

Not even mine…

It's his.

I realise that the water has almost completely submerged me, the binds around me tugging me further down. I cry out as I look at Finn's face, cracked like porcelain. He meets my eyes, and cries out,

"I still haven't told you that I… I can sense the Force!"

He explodes into a tsunami, the weight of the water ripping out of his body shoving me under the water roughly. I push against it, trying to surface.

Nothing's working.

Please… Don't do this… I beg the water silently as I push myself up with as much force as I can…

Only to be slammed back down by an invisible power, the force so great I see black spots in my vision. I gasp, the bubbles shooting out of my mouth, water filling my lungs.

The water reaches out a hand.

Join me, it seems to say. Like he did three months ago.

I give into the water. I take its hand.

I'm lifted up, up, up… Out of the water.

The hand is real.

The hand belongs to him.

I look up, drenched from the water, and meet his eyes.

I see Ben.

He smiles his soft smile that melted my heart those months ago. He wasn't Kylo Ren anymore… That horrifically evil part of him was gone. He was Ben now. Ben Solo.

My Ben…

He takes my head in his hands and kisses me gently, our lips sliding over each others in a beautiful, perfect way. I savoured the moment, the way his hands brushed a wet lock of hair out of my face. He left me breathless and wanting more as he eventually pulled away. I open my eyes - I hadn't realised I had closed them - and look deeply into his.

He's not smiling anymore.

His eyes are dark.

Kylo Ren.

No.

PLEASE NO!

I open my mouth, only to be met with a blooming pain in my stomach. I bend over as the pain increases to a jagged screech in my ears. I look down and see his lightsaber jutting out of me.

My head tilts upwards to look at him, tears pricing my eyes.

My blood streaked across his face is the last thing I see before he smiles, grabs my neck and hurls me into the water.

I shoot up on the bed with a primal scream. My heart is racing, and I frantically breathe in and out to steady myself. When I am calm enough, and no longer afraid, I look around the room.

It's just past midnight.

The room is black.

Cold.

Empty.

I've never been more alone.

I search the room, scanning for the person who should be here with me, lying next to me, to comfort me...

I look for Ben. He isn't here.

He's dead.

I begin to cry.