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Never one to fight but I just hit it on the nose, it took my spirit, but I got it back, case closed

"Me? Why would I live there?" Rey asked, considerably taken aback. It wasn't exactly the kind of place she was used to.

"I'll show you," Ben offered with a smile, the Force buzzing with his excitement at the prospect.

Still perplexed but now amused by his demeanor, she let him lead her across the lawn, her spirits lifting at the sight of all the greenery. It would be quite pleasant to live here – she could easily grant him that, even if she didn't know what had prompted this idea. As they got closer, she was floored to realize that the house was the most opulent place she had ever seen – even more so than Lando's chancellor quarters. In fact, there was so much to take in that she balked in the doorway, suddenly afraid at the idea of going inside. It was too beautiful to be hers, and she knew she would love it as soon as she saw more.

"Let me show you," Ben implored, a gentler offer than when they had been outside.

"Ben," she protested, not knowing how to put her thoughts into words.

He squeezed her hand and leaned down to kiss her brow tenderly. "At least come see the kitchen." She nodded slowly and gave in, biting her lip. But Ben started to talk in a reassuring tone about the different rooms as he showed her around, about their uses and history, about how they might be appropriated for her purposes. It was easy to let him sweep her through the rest of the house after she was suitably impressed by the kitchen. The whole place was impressive, of course. Without him there to explain it, she would never have realized this was supposed to be a home, nor how many kinds of rooms people would put into their homes. It was overwhelming, to say the least.

As they continued the tour, she was touched by his attentiveness – he thought this place could be her home and her school to teach the Force to children. Though she had always longed for the former and had been dreaming of the latter, the physical reality of it was almost too much to bear. This couldn't be real. She had only told him of her idea days before and he'd left immediately – he must have known about this place. This palace that was standing empty, waiting for a purpose.

And, from the way he was talking, she was becoming increasingly sure why he knew so much about it – this was where he had been born. In retrospect, she remembered that Chandrila was one of the Core planets, known for its seas and proximity to the capital. This was where Master Leia had settled with Han to start her family, where Ben had spent his childhood. And now he wanted to give it to her, to help lonely children. Like him.

"Rey?" Ben stopped whatever he had been saying abruptly, searching her face with a worried expression.

She realized there were tears on her face and she took a deep breath. "Ben, I can't," she whispered.

"I see," he replied slowly, his expression closed and even his emotions difficult to feel.

He clearly didn't understand what she meant, not really, and then he was releasing her hand. She tightened her grip and looked up at him beseechingly. "Ben! This is yours. You can't just – you can't give me everything and expect me to just keep taking. I can't take your childhood home from you for my school," she insisted, aware of the anguish in her voice.

His lips pressed together as he regarded her in silence.

She fought down her growing desperation and tried to think of how to explain it to him so he would realize what she meant. He had told her he loved her! And then had immediately come here, presumably to get the house ready. What had she said to prompt his decision? They had been talking about their future plans and – oh! – she had told him that they did not need to stay and rebuild the New Republic, that he needed to make his own choices about his life. She flushed, uncertain why his choice would be to give his home to her. It reminded her of his offer in Snoke's throne room, to give her the galaxy if she would stay. Of his later offers.

Understanding dawned and she reached to take his other hand as well. He surrendered it easily but his expression became apprehensive. "Ben, it's beautiful here. The loveliest place I have ever been. But you don't have to offer it to me. You don't need to keep finding things to tempt me to take your hand. I already have. I don't need anything but you. All I want is you. I love you," she told him firmly. "I would love you whether we lived in a hovel or a palace, whether we were serving the New Republic or exiled from it. It wouldn't matter because we would be together. That's all I want, Ben. That's all I've ever wanted."

Her heart was pounding and she was breathless but relieved to have told him what she had spent all those hours practicing. His eyes were wide as he listened to her, holding very still until she finished. Then he cleared his throat. "Rey" – she would give anything to hear him say her name like that every day for the rest of her life – "Rey, everything I have is yours, whether you would take it or not."

"Ben – "

He forestalled whatever she was going to say by bringing her hands to his lips and kissing them. "I'm yours, whether you will take my hand or not. But," he swallowed. "I hope you will."

Frowning slightly, she glanced at their already-clasped hands and then back to his face with some confusion. "Ben?"

Something like a smile tugged at his lips. "I'm asking you to marry me, sweetheart."

"Oh! Of course, Ben," she told him seriously. Then she grinned and jumped at him, caught easily in his arms. She wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him firmly on the mouth. He pulled her closer and deepened the kiss, making her very glad for his support as her knees went weak. Good thing Chewie hadn't come with them, she thought briefly, before dismissing all other concerns and focusing on Ben.

Much, much later, they finished the tour and she was happy to start making plans. He smiled at her indulgently and made a few suggestions of his own. There was no reason to return to Coruscant for a while, so they did not. Instead, she sent for her friends, who arrived quickly – perhaps earlier than she would have preferred, at least as far as interrupting her time with Ben went. There was plenty of space for them to stay in the house, though not too near the rooms that she and Ben had made their own.

Kaydel was delighted to finally take her shopping, with Rose, Jannah, Riva, and several other women along for the trip. They bullied her into buying a ridiculous dress that she could not imagine ever wearing again, but she gave in soon enough. It was quite beautiful and she felt lovely wearing it. There were more preparations, though she took little part in them other than selecting the food – something she was far more passionate about then the clothes.

The next day, however, she had to admit that her friends were completely right about the dress, when she was standing next to Ben and he was staring at her with rapt attention. He was also wearing something fancy and she flushed at the sight of him. Chewie conducted the ceremony and there were tears in her eyes by the time he finished what he had to say. Ben's hand was in hers and he kissed her gently. The crowd cheered and they parted, blushing and grinning.

It seemed as though everyone in the Resistance was at the party – and possibly some defectors from the First Order. Rey had not specified who should attend and Ben had assured her that there would be plenty of food for any number of guests. She was embraced or had her hand shaken by what felt like at least half the galaxy and she couldn't stop smiling. Lando gave a speech that was touching and poignant, something about bringing their two sides of the conflict together. About how the galaxy could finally move forward. It seemed like a bit of a stretch to compare her and Ben to such a grand scale, but it was sweet of him to do so.

Poe shook Ben's hand and told him that his work had made a great difference, and that he could return whenever he wished. Finn hugged both of them – to Ben's consternation – and told Ben he'd better take good care of her, and not to let her do anything rash. Rose was crying when she hugged Rey, and Ben was a bit more prepared to hug her than he had been with Finn. Kaydel got Ben to admit that Rey's dress was lovely and seemed very satisfied with herself, though Rey thought Ben would readily admit that of anything she might wear. Maz wanted to know what reward she could expect for being the one to bring them together – twice! she insisted. When they failed to answer quickly enough, she demanded grandchildren for Leia, as soon as possible.

That prompted Ben to excuse the two of them from the party, and she followed him into the house, smiling at how his ears were still pink from Maz's implications. "Sorry, I just needed a moment," he explained.

"A moment for what?" she teased.

"My wife," he replied. Then he leaned down and kissed her thoroughly, which was exactly the answer she had been hoping for, so she was quick to respond.

"Careful now, you'll have to change your hair," a voice interrupted them, and they whirled to find Leia standing there, shining faintly. She grinned at their surprise. "What, you didn't think I'd really miss my son's wedding, did you?"

"Mother," Ben whispered, stricken.

Leia embraced Rey first. "Thank you, my dear. You were right, of course. Could you give me a moment to talk to Ben?"

Rey looked to Ben, who nodded slowly, and then returned to the party, glancing back to check on him again before she left. She may have been a little anxious as she talked to her friends, but soon enough Ben rejoined her. He held her hand tightly and looked like he'd been crying, so she kissed him gently, grinning when this made the surrounding crowd cheer.

Eventually things wound down and people went to bed. Rey guided Ben to a secluded spot amid the trees and gazed up at the stars while she waited for him to tell her what had happened. He relaxed visibly as he regarded her.

"She apologized, for everything. For sending me away. She said she was giving Uncle Luke the cold shoulder because of what he did. We talked about – about Dad," he added haltingly. Rey kissed his hand and he looked at her gratefully before continuing. "She asked to be able to see more of us, in the future, if I will allow her to."

"What did you say?"

"I said yes." He inhaled deeply, trembling a little. "I miss her. I would like – " He paused, looking at her shyly.

"Like what?" she prompted gently, moving into his arms.

"I would like my children to grow up with more family around them than I did. That is… if we – if you – " The tips of his ears were growing pink again.

She giggled, standing on her toes to kiss him lightly. "I would like that, too." He smiled, relieved, and pulled her close. "I love you, Ben Solo," she told him, always glad to erase his doubts.

"I love you, Rey Solo," he replied, trying out the phrase.

Her heart pounded at his tone and at the realization that she finally had a name that felt right. It was perfect because it was his. She had finally found her family.