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Day 31 - Life Day Damerey Celebration

Prompt: Free Day

Summary: The first part of The Rise of Skywalker from the Kinetic universe POV.

Notes: The prompt for this day was Free Day, but I felt I needed an actual prompt to get this one going. When I complained to a coworker, she suggested writing an epic fight between my couple. Well, I'm not great at writing believable arguments, so I decided to work with the actual epic fight between Poe and Rey from The Rise of Skywalker. Once I decided on that, and how I would have them make up, I decided to set this one in my Canon Divergent world of Kinetic. Enjoy.

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“Rey! Falcon’s back!”

Nimi’s shout made Rey’s head jerk up. She had been trying to read, but had not been having much success. Her brain was just too full already. Thoughts of the vision she had earlier on the training course, her frustration with her lack of progress in meditation, her fear that her power was more than she could control, and of course, always in the back of her mind, thoughts about the men she loved and currently worried about.

She closed the book and jumped up, then ran down the short wooden staircase that had been built that led to Leia’s private chambers. Rey had lived with her there until a few months ago, when she had moved in with Poe, but she still spent a great deal of her time studying in the relaxing space.

She rushed out of the cavern and toward the clearing where the Millennium Falcon was usually docked, spotting BB-8 out of the corner of her eye as the droid followed her from his station at the foot of the stairs. Fire crews were rushing toward the ship, and Rey felt her breath catch as panic filled her. But no, she thought. If something had happened to her friends, she would have known. Finn and Chewie were like family to her, and she could recognize their imprints in the Force easily. And as for the other one…

He was stalking toward her right now, his whole body radiating tension. She could feel the residual adrenaline flowing out through his Force essence, the fear and excitement of a close escape not quite gone despite the fact that he was now safe.

“It’s on fire,” he grumbled toward the crew rushing past him. BB-8 twittered an exclamation. "Whole thing’s on fire. All of it. It’s on fire.” Poe’s voice got more and more disgruntled sounding as he headed toward Rey.

“Hey,” Rey said as he got closer. She scanned his form with her eyes, reassured that he wasn’t hurt, then she glanced at the Falcon again, wondering how in the galaxy she had come back like that.

“Hey!” Poe said in return. She wanted to rush him and give him a hug, but the anger on his face and the tautness of his body held her back. He continued to march toward her. “Really could have used your help out there,” he said, frustration filling his voice. He had argued with both her and Leia more than once that Rey would benefit them more by helping on missions, but after their adventure on Soelea Leia rarely let her leave the planet.

“How did it go?” Rey asked, more than a little wary of Poe’s attitude.

“Really bad, actually,” Poe told her. “Really bad.”

Rey looked back over at the Falcon. “Han’s ship…” she started.

Poe, meanwhile, had noticed BB-8 behind her. “What’d you do the droid?” he asked in disbelief.

Rey’s wariness was turning into anger as she glanced back at BB-8. She looked back at Poe. “What’d you do to the Falcon?” she countered.

“The Falcon’s in a lot better shape than he is!”

Rey waved toward the ship. “BB-8’s not on fire!”

“What’s left of him isn’t on fire,” Poe growled.

Rey barely prevented herself from rolling her eyes. “Tell me what happened,” she demanded.

“You tell me first.”

Stubborn, stubborn man. She smirked. “You know what you are?”

“What?”

“You’re difficult,” she answered. “Really difficult.” There were so many other words she could have chosen at that moment, but she was determined to keep her cool. “You’re a difficult man.”

She could see Poe’s eyes light up and recognized the look. He was arguing with her because it was the only way he could release the pent-up anxiety of the near-death experience he had just been through. He was arguing with her because he wanted to do something else to her, but couldn’t at the moment. But oh, the look he gave her as he responded, “You… you are…” He shook his head and bit his lip in frustration.

She wanted to jump him then and there.

“Rey!” Finn’s voice, thank the Force, distracted her.

“Finn!” She moved past Poe as he kneeled next to his droid, meeting Finn and finally getting the hug she had been looking for. Best friend versus lover. Seriously.

“You made it back!”

“Yeah,” Finn answered as he enveloped her in his arms. “Barely.”

Rey pulled back. “So. Bad mood?”

“Me?” Finn looked startled.

Rey used her thumb to point back at Poe. “Him.”

Finn scoffed. “Always.”

Rey glanced back at Poe, who was still inspecting BB-8, then looked at Finn. “Do we have a spy?”

As Finn started to answer, Chewie shouted at her from the Falcon, his arms high. He was obviously angry, and Rey understood why.

She turned back toward Poe. “You lightspeed skipped?” she asked, dumbfounded.

Poe had also heard Chewie’s complaint. “Yeah, well, it got us back here, didn’t it?” he defended.

Rey stalked over to him, fear and anger overwhelming her. “Poe! The compressor’s down!”

“Oh, I know!” Poe said sarcastically. “I was there!”

Finn followed Rey, but she ignored him as he mumbled, “Every time.”

“You can’t lightspeed skip the Falcon!” Not only was it dangerous in a sound ship, something so demanding could rip apart an older ship like the Falcon, even if her pilot got all on-the-spot calculations correct.

Poe popped up from his kneeling position, his expression hard. He shrugged, his reply quick and biting. “Actually, it turns out you can! So…”

Finn, trying to keep the peace, as he so often did when Rey and Poe started bickering, said, “All right, guys. We just landed, okay?” He was defending Poe’s actions by essentially reminding Rey they could be dead, but weren’t.

Poe set off, stalking past them and heading toward command. Rey wasn’t going to let him go that easily.

“What happened?” she demanded.

“Bad news, that’s what happened.” Poe answered while still walking.

“No spy?” Rey asked, trying to fill in the blanks.

“No. Spy.”

Poe’s caustic echo of her words just pissed her off even more. “Did we make contact with a spy or not?”

Finn, bless his heart, answered her. “There’s a mole in the First Order, and they sent us a message.”

As he spoke, BB-8, who had been racing alongside them, chirped at Poe. Rey stopped short as Poe spun around to glare at her.

“You dropped a tree on him?” His voice was deceptively calm.

Remembering what else Chewie had been shouting earlier as he circled the ship, Rey countered, “You blew both sub-alternators?”

“Well, you know what?” Poe exclaimed, calm no more. “Maybe you should’ve been out there with us!”

Finn immediately tried to stop what he could see was about to become a conflagration. “Okay, guys!”

Rey heard him, but ignored him, focused on the impossible man in front of her. “You know I want to be out there with you!”

“Yeah, but you’re not! You’re here. Training. For what?” He paused for a moment, his expression turning from angry to earnest. Finn had moved over to stand next to him, and he was giving Rey the same expression as Poe. “You’re the best fighter we have,” Poe continued. He glanced at Finn. “We need you! Out there! Not here!” He turned, heading determinedly toward Aftab Ackbar. “Junior. Get R2 into recondition.”

Rey watched him go, not sure what to say. She looked at Finn, who was watching her intently. “It’s true,” he said softly.

Rey had always felt she could better help the Resistance out in the field, but she had never argued much when Leia insisted she stay behind. More than once, Rey had reminded Poe that she would have to face Kylo Ren again, and that she needed to be ready, but he had always disregarded her excuses, telling her she would never need to face that man again, that the Resistance would win the war and take away his power without her having to personally involve herself with the man formerly known as Ben Solo.

Rey knew Leia was also using Rey’s training as an excuse. She was afraid to lose her, whether by death or to the Dark Side. The older woman had become like a mother to her, and she knew Leia loved her as well. Maybe too much, if her overprotectiveness was any indication.

Pushing away those thought, Rey focused on Finn once more. “What’s the message?”

Palpatine. Exegol. A super fleet ready to take over the galaxy. It was the stuff of nightmares.

Once Rey had spoken with Leia, letting her know she was not going to stay out of the fight any longer, she headed back out to help Chewie repair the Falcon. Fortunately, most of the damage was minor, and Chewie had it well in hand. As Rey helped him finish up, she was reminded how the ship had been damaged, and felt a certain amount of awe that Poe had successfully lightspeed skipped the old freighter. If he wasn’t careful, he would let everyone else in on the fact that he had more than a little sensitivity to the Force.

It was well after midnight when Chewie announced the ship ready to go. They could fuel it up in the morning and then Rey could be on her way to find Exegol. He gave her a strange look while he said it, and Rey suspected that he was going to attempt to come with her, but that was a problem for the morning.

Rey headed for her quarters, which were located in the relatively new dormitory building they had put up just two months ago. Though the tent she had been living in had been comfortable, there was more room in the dorm. Not to mention thicker walls for privacy.

Rey walked up to the door of her room and paused, knowing what she would find on the other side. She hadn’t spoken directly to Poe since their argument, and now she would have to tell him she was finally heading out on a mission, but that he couldn’t come. Taking a deep breath, she opened the door.

She was wrong. She was surprised. Leia was there, her face serious as she and Poe both turned to look at her. Poe’s face was set in stone, as it had been most of the night. Leia glanced at her second-in-command, then stood from the chair she had been sitting in, cane in hand. She headed for the door, gripping Rey’s shoulder gently as she passed. “Get some sleep,” she whispered. Then she was gone.

Rey looked at Poe as he sat on the edge of their bed, knowing Leia had been telling him what Rey’s plans were. Now she would have to defend her belief that she needed to go alone.

“So, you got her up and running?” Poe asked. “The compressor’s fixed?”

Rey nodded. “Chewie had it almost all done when I got there tonight.” She stepped further into the room, her arms crossed over her chest. “Leia told you my plans?” she asked, wanting confirmation before continuing.

Poe nodded. “You’re going to look for Exegol.” His voice was monotone.

Rey licked her lips. “You were right before. I’m needed more out there than here.” She walked over to the chair, but didn’t sit. “I’m going to pick up where Luke’s trail went cold, the Forbidden Desert of Pasaana.”

“I know,” Poe nodded. “Finn and I are going to go with you.”

“No!” Rey dropped her arms. “It’s too dangerous! I need to go alone!”

“Yeah, alone with us,” Poe said agreeably. There was a slight smirk on his face, and his eyes were bright with challenge.

“Poe!”

“Rey!”

They stared silently at each other for a long moment before Poe finally spoke. “We go together,” he said firmly. “You know Chewie is going to demand to go, as well. We’ll take Threepio, and of course BB-8.”

BB-8, who had been silently observing them from his charging station, squealed an affirmative.

Rey felt tears form in her eyes. She didn’t want them to go. She didn’t want them to die. But at the same time, the relief she felt at not having to do this alone overwhelmed her. “I can’t lose you, Poe,” she whispered.

“And I can’t lose you,” he told her softly. “We work better together. You know it and I know it. With Finn and Chewie, we are unstoppable.” He lifted his arms, holding out his hands. “Come here.”

Rey reached for his hands and as soon as they connected, he pulled her into him, spreading his legs so she could stand in between them. He wrapped his arms around her waist and burrowed his face in her belly just below her ribs. Rey’s fingers were automatically drawn to his hair and she closed her eyes, letting her finger run through his thick curls.

“I’m sorry about BB-8,” Rey muttered. “I was on the training course and was hit with a vision from Ren. I just started swinging the saber, not really paying attention. I was trying to kill him through the remote.” She paused. “I wish it were that easy.”

“What did he make you see?” Poe mumbled into her belly.

“It doesn’t matter,” Rey told him, unwilling to let him see the darkness inside her. “You know my visions more often than not don��t come true.”

“But he was pushing you into this one, wasn’t he?” Poe pulled back, looking up a her, his expression concerned.

“That makes it even less likely to come true, doesn’t it?” Rey asked. “He doesn’t really know me. I’ve never let him see me like you do.”

Poe looked at her for a moment, then nodded and swallowed. “I’m sorry about the Falcon,” he said with a raised eyebrow. “If you had been there, maybe you would have chosen a less dangerous way out.”

Rey snorted a laugh. “I doubt it,” she argued. “I think you did what you had to do to keep all of you safe, and you succeeded. I’m sorry for getting so upset about it.” She shook her head. “As much as I hate to admit it, you are the better pilot.”

“Ooooh!” Poe exclaimed. “Can you say that in front of the whole squadron tomorrow?” he teased.

She laughed, tugging his hair slightly. “Never,” she told him.

Poe chuckled, then let his hands slide down her backside, cupping her ass. “We should probably get some sleep before we leave,” he told her. “We’ve got a long road ahead of us.”

“And not much privacy,” Rey added, continuing to play with his hair.

“Rey…” Poe said in warning.

She tilted her head as she looked down at him. “What?” she asked innocently. She backed away from him and started unbuckling her holster and belt. “You haven’t cleaned up since you got back, have you?” she continued. “We have to shower before we go to bed.” She pulled her wraps off, then slid the cream collared tunic, the one Poe had gotten her on Soelea, up and off her body. She watched as his eyes dropped to her now bare torso, his eyes focusing first on the ring hanging from its chain around her neck, then on the breasts that the ring dangled between.

As Rey toed off her boots, Poe’s eyes rose back up to meet hers. She smiled as she saw his pupils already dilated. “Hurry up, Commander,” she said huskily as she pulled off her leggings and underwear, then turned toward their tiny fresher.

Reaching for the buttons on his shirt, Poe smirked.

“Yes, ma’am.”

HAPPY NEW YEAR!

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