Rey jumped up onto her feet and forced herself to step away from Kylo. "You're my- I'm your-," she tried to say, too shocked to for sentences.

Kylo stood up and huffed. "Apparently so," he folded his wings to resist the urge to touch her wings with his own.

Rey felt the Pull trying to nudge her toward Kylo but she steeled herself against it. Instead of reaching her wings out to him as she now longed to do, she wrapped them around herself.

Kylo turned and picked his cloak up off the ground, shaking off a bit of snow before putting it over his shoulder. At that moment the ground trembled and split apart between them, causing Kylo to fall over.

Rey realized that this was her chance to escape so she quickly ran over to Finn, picked him up, and ran off to the Millennium Falcon. She ran as fast as she could, struggling with the extra weight of Finn in the Pull tugging furiously at her. She spotted the Millennium Falcon and breathed a sigh of relief as she quickly boarded it, closing the door to the ship behind her. She gently laid Finn on one of the beds and went to the cockpit where Chewie was waiting for her.

"Let's get out of here," Rey said as the ship lifted up over citrine and flew off at light speed to the rebel base, the X-wings that were left following closely behind.

After they landed, Chewie helped Rey get Finn to the infirmary and once they set him down, Chewie went to find Leia.

Rey heard hurried footsteps coming an saw Poe bust into the room as she turned around. "Poe!" she ran over to him and tackled him with a hug.

"Rey, you're ok!" Poe hugged her back. "I heard about what happened and how you defended Finn, thank you," he squeezed her and then stepped back.

Rey smiles at him and grabbed his arm, pulling him over to Finn's healing pod.

Poe put his hand on it with a sad expression and Rey brushed his black wing with his orange one in a gesture of comfort.

"He'll be ok Poe, I'm sure of it," she said gently when she felt his wing droop an inch.

Poe nodded and then walked out of the room, Rey following close behind.

They walked side by side to the room Finn and Poe shared which had recently become familiar to Rey. She would come in and sleep with them when she felt particularly lonely some nights.

Poe unlocked the room and flopped face down onto the bed, orange wings flung out to the sides.

Rey closed the door behind her and sat on the edge of the bed. "I, um, found my soulmate," she half mumbles.

Poe rolls over and sits up, "And? Who is it?"

Rey answers quietly, her feathers rattling softly, "Kylo Ren."

Poe's eyes widened as Rey's black wings fell down to her sides and her facade fell, letting her tears free. "Hey, it's ok," he pats the space next to him, "Come lay down."

Rey crawled next to him and laid down on her right side, folding her wings behind her back.

Poe laid down facing her and pulled her close, wrapping her in his arms and orange wings until he heard her crying stop. He looked down at Rey to see if she really was done and saw she had fallen asleep. He smiled and closed his eyes, grateful for her warmth as he also dozed off.

Rey woke up with a start and it took her a second to remember where she was. She looked at Poe and moved her hand so she could furiously poke at his cheek until he woke up.

"Hm?" Poe said sleepily half opening his eyes. "Mn, g'mornin Rey," he said as she stopped poking him.

"Why'd you let me sleep I have stuff to do and places to be," Rey said poking him again when he closed his eyes.

Poe made a noise of protest but opened his eyes to meet Rey's glare. "You needed it and I knew you'd be grumpy if I woke you up," he said with a grin as Rey narrowed her eyes at him.

Rey moves her wing off of Poe's where it had moved overnight and folded it back behind her next to her other one, not wanting to look at her once again traitorous wings. She taps Poe's arm three times to tell him she wants to get up.

Poe sighed but folded his own wings and moved his arms to let Rey go He then rolled onto his back and put his hands behind his head.

Rey sat up and I did her hair, combing through it with her fingers. Then she shook out her wings, dislodging an orange feather that had gotten stuck in hers, and started on preening her right wing.

After a few moments, Poe sat up and started working on Rey's left wing, humming a bit as he did so.

Rey finishes the wing she's working on, putting a few of her feathers that came off into a little pile, and stopped to think for a moment.

"You know, Finn's lucky to have you," Rey said folding her finished wing.

"Well I know I'm even luckier to have him," Poe replies, adding a few more feathers to the little pile when he was done with her wing.

Rey folded her wing and turned to work on Poe's right one while he did his left. They worked in silence, their Pull trying to force them away from each other and towards their partners. They ignored the feeling of wrongness around them caused by that and continued working. After a few minutes they finished Poe's wings and gathered all the feathers, putting them in a little basket by the bed.

Rey moves to sit at the edge of the bed and put her hair back up in a bun. "You should probably go check on Finn," she said standing up and stretching.

"Yeah, I guess you'll be doing whatever I kept you from doing by letting you sleep," Poe retorted standing up beside her.

"Yep, I need to go talk to the General so," Rey opens the door, "after you." She gestured for Poe to walk through and after he did she followed, closing the door behind her.

*Back to Kylo after Rey escaped*

Kylo got up and shook off him as Rey took off carrying fn 2187. He tied the broken ends of the cloak around his neck and flew up over the trees just in time to see the Millennium Falcon fly off into space with their X-wings. He hovered in the air for a moment, anger and sadness conflicting inside him as he realized Rey was in that ship.

"Stupid Pull," he grumbled, quickly flying back to his ship at the base, his wings starting to ache a bit. He watched as more of the ground split apart beneath himself he flew as fast as his wings could carry him, seeing both his ship and the base coming closer. He landed next to his ship, got in, and took off seeing the ground where he had just been split apart. As he flew towards the Star Destroyer, he felt the Pull trying to pull him to Rey but he refused to stray from his course although he struggled to keep himself in that mindset.

After a few minutes he saw the star destroyer and a few more later he landed in his hangar. Before he got out he made sure his wings were hidden under his cloak and when he was satisfied he stepped out of his ship. He walked out of the hangar and turned right down a hallway. Kylo's wings started aching more from keeping them folded to hide them as usual but he brushed it off and reached the door to his quarters. He opened his door and as he entered closed it behind him.

He untied his cloak, hanging it on a hook by the door and let his wings unfold and rest at his sides, relieving a bit of the ache. With a sigh he sat on the edge of his bed and looked over at his cloak, his feelings fighting each other. On one hand he was a bit happy that he knew who his soulmate was, but on the other hand he was upset that Rey of all people was his soulmate and that he let her get away. He folded his hands, resting his elbows on his thighs and his chin on his hands. For a few minutes he sat there contemplating what to do about Rey and remembered why the Pull could be dangerous and even deadly.

Everyone's heard the stories of people who rejected their soulmate. They first start shedding all their feathers and unless they accept them at this stage their feathers won't ever grow back. After they lose all their feathers they slowly go insane until they have to be either killed or contained. Once they reach that point there's nothing that can bring them back for the Pull has eaten away at their mind.

Kylo sighs again and turns to lay down on his stomach when he's gripped by one of his horrible wing cramps, making his arms tremble and buckle underneath him. He let out a hiss of pain as his lightsaber wound rubs on his pillow and his wing moves sending a sharp jolt of pain through him. He lays there waiting for the pain to subside and as it eases he drifts off into sleep.

Rey stood in front of Kylo but as he reached towards her she turned and walked away, a few black feathers coming loose in the wind.

Kylo blinks and she's standing in front of him again. Half her feathers are missing and the remaining ones look unkept. Her hair, usually perfect, sits in a messy bun with hair sticking out at different angles. His eyes widened when he realized what was happening to her.

"Why won't you just accept it," Kylo said exasperated, " why are you doing this to yourself."

"Because I will not join you and your empire on taking over the galaxy, this is your doing," Rey spat, turning and flying off wobbling in the air.

Kylo blinks again and before him stands Rey once more, but she's no longer herself, the Pull has taken over her mind. Her long hair is down, tangled in knots and greasy. Her deep brown eyes bloodshot and rimmed in red, worst of all are her wings, partially hidden with a white cloak. They hang at her sides limply devoid of all but a couple feathers, the ends bloody from dragging on the ground.

"What- What happened to you," Kylo half whispers, taking a step backwards from the monster in front of him.

Rey just chuckles dryly and pulls out her lightsaber, turning it on with a click. "Revenge," she lunges at Kylo aiming for his heart.

Kylo's eyes flew open and he scrambled to sit up from where he was laying on his back. He sat there gasping for breath, wings trembling, and heart beating like crazy. He took a few deep breaths and steeled his nerves, reassuring himself it was just a dream.

"Some dream that was," he grumbled, starting to preen his wings to take his mind off what just happened. His wings twinged, reminding him to be cautious. He finished both wings in about 10 minutes and stood up so he could carefully stretch. He then picked up his shed feathers and put them in the box by his door, under his torn cloak. He stared at the cloak for a moment before turning to his closet and grabbing a new cloak to wear. He snapped it around his neck, tucked his wings under it, and quickly walked out of his room so he could discuss plans with Snoke.