*Rey's pov

I woke early the next morning in my room, and began packing an extra pair of cloths, the light saber, and what few personal hygiene products I had.

Last night, after leaving Kylo's cell, I went strait to dinner and then bed. Something about him just infuriates me!

Lastly grabbing my staff, I walked out my door and headed to the control center where I would tell General Organa farewell. As I pushed open the door, I was immediately pulled into a hug.

"Be careful, darling." The general said into my hair.

"I will." I smile and she pulled back.

"Try to get Luke to come back. That is your mission."

I nod, and a feeling of purpose flowed through my veins. She takes my right hand and presses a small communicator into it.

"Tell me when you find him."

"I will. And would you mind keeping me up to date on Kylo?"

She nodded, her eyes saddened at the name, and pulled me into one more hug.

"There it is!" I said excitedly and pointed to the green little island coming into view. Chewy howls in agreement and begins to slow us down and before I knew it, we were landing.

"Stay here," I tell him as I open the door hatch, "Ill send you a message if I find him."

Chewy bobs his giant furry head and I duck out if the millennium falcon.

*Kylo Ren's pov

The door to my cell opened.

Remaining in my position of staring at the ceiling, I made no move to see who had entered, because I knew that the only person I would have even remotely talked to, left. I sensed her leave about an hour ago.

"What to you want?" I harshly ask the visitor.

"You want some food?" a voice replied.

"What kind."

"Um...chicken, a salad and a cup of milk."

I grunted satisfyingly. And finally turned my head to a position that I could see him in. I recognize him as the pilot I interrogated from the resistance. I scowl at him as best I can from under the bandage.

He places the tray on a small bolted down table in corner, and pulls up a chair next to my bed.

"What?" I ask harshly.

"I just wanted to ask you a few questions about the First Order." I grown and he ignores me. "Do they plan on attacking any planet soon?"

"Maybe."

"Okay...What does their new weapon do?"

"Something."

"'Kay, do they treat their commanders cruddy?"

"What?"

"Do they usually not give their commanders the special healing shot that they do to the troopers, or are you just not a high enough rank of commander?"

"No, I could have it if i wanted to. I just chose not to." I answer.

"Why?"

I grown. Would he stop asking questions? "Because it destroys a persons relationship with the force."

"How do you know this?" By now he sounded less like he was going down a list and more like he actually wanted to know out of curiosity.

"Supreme Leader wanted to know, so one of my Nights, a new recruit, was the chosen, lucky soul. I watched him wither in agony as his force sensitivity was ripped from him." I look the man in the eye. "Any more questions?"

He swallows. "Nope. Thank you." And leaves the room closing the door behind him.

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Hay! So this is the real version of this chapter. I don't know why the other one didn't publish fully