The planet she found herself on was covered in pinewood forest. Everywhere she moved the air was thick with a heavy mist. She saw him, standing on the other side of a chasm with a raging river below them. The heat of the naturally warm water rising between them and mixing with the fog. He was dressed in black robles, dark features and pale skin striking against the mist and deep green of the trees. Rey was dressed in creamy white, the robes of a jedi.

She began to walk. He followed her. She walked on her side of the canyon until the sheer drop declined and the river slowed.

"You came." He gasped, when she stood before him on his side of the water.

"I'll always come." She replied and took a cautious step towards him. All this time, all this waiting, the traveling, the walking and now that he was near her feet began to fail her.

He pulled her close and she kissed him. And again and again she could never stop kissing him but she wanted to stop and see his face. She pulled back and looked up at him, a man who still held a boy in his eyes no matter how much he tried to deny it. Skin scarred and marked with the many times that she'd hurt him but eyes and lips that she'd loved a thousand times more. For now it was enough to feel the slip of his leather clad hand into hers. They had time. They really didn't but they had so much more time than usual. A day together seemed like a year to them.

So they clasped hands and pulled each other through the forest. No sense of direction mattered in the chaos of love. Through a maze of pines, feeling the thick earthy smell of the misty air, the spongy moss and dirt ground under foot. They ran, they jumped, they walked and sometimes almost danced through their surroundings. Until they came upon more water, fast flowing and distributed by many rocky boulders. More large rocks formed the bank and here they sat and Rey pulled from her bag the drink and food she'd packed, simple bread and meat, and she shared the meal with Kylo.

They ate in silence. They did everything in silence. To speak more than a few words was dangerous. The two of them were from the same cloth that had been shredded apart. Kylo had Snoke and the first order and the dark. Rey had Master Luke and the resistance and the light. There was dark in her too, Kylo sensed it. He knew he could turn her to the dark side but he didn't want to, she was the light, pure, white and blinding and he loved her for it. Rey knew there was still good in Kylo, she knew she could bring him back, but the dark side of her was selfish and wanted to keep him for her own. They both loved each other too much to change anything. So they held an understanding of silence and talking didn't matter anyway when they were already bound so closely together through the force.

Most times that they met they fought. Most times that they met they were on opposite sides of a galactic war. The resistance were attacking the first order. The first order were attacking the resistance. And they clashed lightsabers and they would fight until it was just the two of them battling alone together, until one defeated the other and then they would find themselves in the arms of the other, touching and kissing each other. More than once they'd almost been caught by a different side. And then it would be over. The first order were retreating. The resistance were retreating. It would never matter who had won. What mattered was they would have to part. What mattered was their own private battle was always evenly matched, they both had very good teachers.

Occasionally they would call to one another through the force. And they would find each other on a desolate planet. Each having made the excuse to their masters that they were going on a pilgrimage to find themselves within the force. What Rey always found was Kylo and what Kylo always found was Rey.

After eating they were lying on the rock by the water. The sun cracked scattered rays of light through the trees and mist. Rey opened her eyes and turned her face towards Kylo. She heard the roar of water below. She smelt the pine of the trees and the earthiness of the ground. She saw shards of sunlight dancing across Kylo's pale marked face. Master Luke often told her it was important to focus on the present. He said Rey was a person who often looked behind her. He admitted he was one who often looked forward. But true balance lay in finding the importance of now. Rey had never understood what Master Luke meant until this moment. She knew she'd never been this happy before. She felt, though she couldn't be certain, that she'd never be this happy again.

"I am happy now." She said allowed, quietly and contently.

Kylo stared at her. Rey could read every fleeting emotion that passed over his face before he pulled her into his arms and kissed her.

They walked further till finally they came across more water. This time wide and slow and bright blue and so clear that they could see every induvial pebble on the bottom.

Rey smiled and pulled off her clothes, jumping into the water, Kylo followed her.

They swam together, letting the slow current carry them backwards and forwards. They laughed as he chased her and she kissed him every time he swam close enough to pull her body to his. Then she would swim away again giggling as she did and making him smile. Till eventually she tired a little and pressed her body against his, guiding him back to the bank where he pulled her body over his and they made love, they're ankles still lapping in the mild water.

"Happy life day Kylo." She whispered.

The sun was tipping the tops of the pine trees, soon it would be gone and they would have to leave with it.

He didn't stir, because he didn't want to disturb where he lay with his head pillowed on her belly, listing to her breathing as she sifted her fingers through his hair, but that sounded wrong to him. The first order didn't celebrate life day. Kylo didn't celebrate life day. Ben Solo did. Ben Solo loved life day. He remembered the decorations and the faces of his parents when he was very young. Later when he was training it was the day his parents would visit him and Master Luke or they would go back home to them. Life day had been a wonderful time for Ben. But Ben was dead Kylo tried to remind himself.

"Ben." He whispered allowed.

Although he didn't see it Rey blinked and her face turned to shock though she knew full well what he said. He felt the shift change in her mind though as her thoughts wandered.

"Happy life day Ben." She said finally, slowly and softly.

"Happy life day Rey." He replied, smiling.