I'm hoping to turn this into a full story as I've done in the past with other fics, but I'll wait to see how this is received. I'm a sucker for bad boys with complex characteristics and gentle hearts falling for powerful girls with a little bit of darkness in them, as shown in all my other ships. Let me know what you think!

They moved together effortlessly, each body movement echoing the others. The Praetorian guard fell around them with little effort. Kylo had never fought with anyone quite like this before. Their bodies and minds moved as one flowing, connected body. He imagined this was what it felt like to make love. He would certainly like to find out. At one point he thought she would fall, and his heart nearly left his body. But with quick thinking, she killed the guard that held her.

When all the guards were dead, she turned to look at him with a smile. Even after a fight she looked glorious. Then, as though remembering something, she ran to the window.

"Quick, call them off while we can still save them!"

Kylo looked at Snoke, lying dead before his throne. It had been easy to kill him, far easier than he had expected. And now the throne was vacant.

"Ben?"

He turned back to her. She was watching him, a small frown on her face.

"Rey, let the past die. Join me, and we can rule the galaxy together and bring a new order. No more light or darkness." He held out his hand to her. She looked from his hand to his face.

"But, Ben…"

"Please, Rey," he interrupted. He could see the worry and fear in her eyes. He didn't ever want her to be afraid, not of him. "Please."

She then did something that he did not expect. Though she still looked afraid, she reached out and took his hand.

He felt as though he could fly in that moment as she smiled at him. She was his, and he was hers. Together, they would rule.

Kylo's eyes flew open. He was in his bed. The blankets clung to his body, damp with sweat. His breathing was quick and heavy as he struggled for a moment to remember where he was. Where was Rey? Then he remembered. She hadn't said yes to him. She didn't take his hand. She had cried and begged him not to do it. But he had. Why couldn't she see that he was right?

He sat up as his heart slowed and his dream faded. A projection on the screen beside him lit up.

"Supreme leader, General Hux wishes an audience."

Kylo ran his hands through his hair, pushing it out of his face. What did that idiot want now? He climbed out of bed and dressed quickly. He left his room and walked into his receiving chamber. "Let him in."

A moment later the door opened and Hux walked in. He gave a small, stiff bow. Kylo knew Hux hated him.

"What do you want?"

"We believe we have tracked the ship, though they are still moving too quickly for us to catch them. They can't continue like this forever though, and soon we will be upon them."

Kylo turned away from him to face the window and smiled. Soon, he would have her once more.

"Good. Keep me updated."

Hux nodded. "Very well. Shall we shoot them out of the sky when we catch them?"

Kylo stiffened. He could feel her, even now. That connection was still strong between them. The idea of that connection being gone, of it being ripped away from him… He closed his eyes. "No! Under no circumstance are you to fire at them. Capture them and bring everyone aboard. I will decide what to do with each of them."

Hux frowned and squeezed his fist. "As you wish, Supreme Leader."

With that he turned and left, leaving Kylo to stare out the window alone. In truth, Kylo had no clue what he would do once he caught them. He couldn't kill them all, then she would always hate him. But he couldn't let them go either. He would cross that bridge when he reached it. All he was concerned with now was getting her back. And he would get her back, because they were meant to be together.

...

Rey pressed her face into her hands. She sat crossed legged in her bed, rocking back and forth slightly with the movement of the Falcon. It had been a week since they had escaped from first order. Since she had left him. A part of her still felt a deep regret that she hadn't been able to shake. If she had only done a little more, just maybe…

She shook her head. He had made his choice. Luke had been right all along, she had just been too naïve to listen. There was no saving him. And now… now the few left in the resistance were relying on her. She felt the weight of it, as though the very force itself was balanced on her shoulders. She wasn't a great hero. She had no lineage. Like Kylo had said, she was no one. But now she had to be. She rubbed her hands up and down on her face.

"What's wrong?"

She stiffened at his voice. She had thought with the death of Snoke the connection between them would be gone, and yet here he was. She hadn't seen him in the week since they had fled. She lifted her face slowly to look at him. He wore a calm expression.

She glared. "How can you ask me that?"

He continued to stare. "Has something happened?"

Rey scoffed. "You know what has happened."

He nodded. "You know that we will catch up with you Rey. You will have to stop again for fuel soon."

"And what will you do with us when you catch us? Will you destroy me?"

He didn't answer.

She shook her head. "Things could have been different."

He seemed to clench and unclench his jaw. "Yes, it could have. We could have ruled together."

"I don't want to rule."

He took a step closer. "What did you want?"

"I wanted-" she began, but stopped.

He narrowed his eyes. "Did you want me?"

Rey looked away. "It doesn't matter anymore. You made your choice."

When she looked back at him, it seemed as though he had a million thoughts racing behind his eyes. When he spoke it was in a rush.

"Rey, it's not too late. If you come to me now, I promise that I will not harm your friends. We can create a force that is not light or dark. Can't you see that that is the only way this will ever end?"

He walked so that he was standing right beside her, looking down at her. "You and I can change everything. I felt it when you fought beside me. I felt that connection, that energy."

He reached out and touched his fingertips to her face. "That desire."

Rey let out a breath as she felt his fingers touch her, as though he was truly there. For a moment she almost leaned into his hand. But in an instant, he was gone, and she was alone again. All alone.

...

Kylo remained standing with his hand outstretched, feeling the air where she had been a moment ago. He could still feel the warmth of her face. An hour ago, he had been unsure of what he would do when he saw her again, but now he knew. He could never kill her.