On the Anakin, Rey stared out at the stars again. She'd been reunited with her family and had found some friends. Something she'd dreamed of her whole life. Of course, she'd been betrayed by family, too. Jacen's betrayal had cut her to her core, despite how she acted towards everyone else. He had been her childhood friend, Jaysa, even if she did think he was imaginary.

She fingered the handle of first the saber-staff, and then the more refined version of a trisaber she had made just the night before. She picked it up off of her belt, and she activated it. A sky-blue blade appeared, mostly more elegant than Kylo's (minus a few sparks every now and then) and the cross-guard sprouted after it. She gave it a few swings as she contemplated her new role.

She'd go through training with her Uncle Luke and finish her training, as well as Ben, Poe, Finn, and Kylo. Then the plan was to recruit as many untrained Force-sensitives as possible. She'd get to see and go places she'd only dreamed of on Jakku.

Through a report done by Kylo and a fair amount of slicing, it had been discovered that the First Order had captured the Jakku colony and integrated the colonists into the army. Rey had no love lost over the colonists, except for the cyborg doctor that had raised her. But she knew that they were Empire sympathizers, so they would've been fine anyway.

Phasma and Hux sat at a table in the canteen aboard the Mal'ary'ush, staring at each other silently, each occasionally glancing at the table of Knights of Ren. The Knights were whispering over some holo at the table, on a table literally higher than all the others. Occasionally one or two of the younger ones, Ulic Ren and Zannah Ren in particular would glance down at the stormtroopers and imperial agents contemptuously.

Phasma sighed as she stuck her fork into the rations. As much as she hated to admit it, she missed Kylo Ren. For all of his status and "dark-side" hype, he did actually eat with his troops, and that often included her and Hux. It was funny to watch him and Hux trade insults, and for her to add her own dashes of verbal spice in between. It was a competition to see how much they cared, how much each other's words could hurt the other, how much they softened each other's skin.

Granted, that game often ended in tears, but Phasma wouldn't have it any other way. She glanced up at Hux, and despite his stony exterior, she knew that he was hurting too. They both missed Kylo, and it cut them deeper to the core than any of the insults they'd dreamed up for each other that he had betrayed them. He'd never walk the corridors of the Mal'ary'ush again, never play the game of dagger-words again, never go into battle beside them again.

Phasma knew that if the Knights of Ren had just let her and Hux handle it, they would've had him back by now. But no, the Knights had to use force, and they'd scared him away.

Hux pounded his fist, raising Phasma's heartbeat, but she didn't flinch or jump.

"Damn it, I'm done sitting around and serving those brats," he hissed. "They've ruined everything since the Emperor made the First Order work with them!"

"We can't do anything about it," Phasma said coldly in a whisper. "They've got those weapons that we can never have."

"What if we made the right weapons to go up against them?" Hux speculated. "We can tell the Emperor that it's to combat Jedi!"

"Quiet down," Phasma scolded, and she snuck a glance at the table of Rens. "Good, they haven't caught onto us. I'm in."

Hux blinked. "Really?"

"Yes," Phasma said. "And we're going to get a certain Knight of Ren back at all costs."

For the first time in ever, Phasma saw Hux smile.

"I like this idea," he said. "Let's discuss it over Nubian wine tonight in my quarters."

"It's a deal," Phasma agreed with her robotic smile that often terrified people, but never Hux nor Kylo.

Jacen Solo looked in the mirror, panting from another nightmare of Tenel Ka dying as well as the child he hadn't told his parents about yet. He wondered with his betrayal if she'd tell them about his daughter that Tenel Ka would have in eight more months.

Force, he wondered if Tenel Ka would still love him after this, if she'd understand why he did this. Living Force, he knew he'd always love her, and his child, no matter what. In the mirror, he could see how his once-hazel eyes were now a startling yellow. They'd turned when he made his choice, and no matter how much he regretted when he saw Ben's tear-stained face. Still, it was better that he take the role, rather than someone who genuinely meant harm to the galaxy.

Jacen Solo, also known as Caedus Ren, and in some parts of the galaxy, the Emperor, reluctantly went back to bed in attempt to sleep.

Rey clipped the lightsaber back on her belt. She was grateful to have her family finally, even Tahiri and Tenel Ka, as much as it had taken a moment for the latter in particular to warm up to her. Now the three of them were near inseparable, and they even hung out with Danni Quee, the prodigy at the base. She was grateful for their friendship, and Finn and Poe's as well.

Of course, she was happy to have found love, as well. Kylo might not have been what she was expecting, but he was everything she needed- a warrior, a strategist, and one who was just as passionate as she was.

Right on cue, the tall dark Jedi Apprentice came into the room, and put his arms around Rey as they both looked out into the stars.

"What are you thinking about?" Kylo asked, feeling lucky to be holding her in his arms. He held her a little closer, feeling more possessive at the thought. She was the best thing to happen to him, even if it took a crash-landing on Tattooine 2.0 to make it happen.

"My family," Rey admitted. "Jacen. Tenel Ka and Tahiri. You, of course."

"Glad to know that you think about me as often as I think about you," he said.

"Of course I do," Rey said. "Believe it or not, I love you, Kylo. You'd better get used to that."

"Your love I could get used to," he remarked.

"Good," Rey said. "Now shut up, hold me, and be romantic and look at the stars with me."

"Yes, Princess Vader," he quipped, causing Rey to mock-glare at him.

Maybe it was fate, or the Force that had brought them together, but either way, the light and the dark had melded into one beating heart.

AN: Thank you so much for sticking with Kylo Ren and Rey. The next volume of their adventures will continue in "I Will Love You Always". Good night everybody!