Chapter 14

Kylo POV

What happened?

I moaned as I opened my eyes, coming to consciousness. My head was throbbing and my vision was blurred.

Where am I?

It was bright in here. Too bright for the state I'm in. I shunned my eyes to keep myself from going blind. Everything around me was white.

Peaking from behind my gloved hand, I picked up bits and pieces of the room and my mind connected this to be a recovery room in the infirmary.

How did I end up here?

I was currently lying in a cot but I don't know what for. Am I injured? My muscles ache but not enough to be fatal.

What am I doing here?

Then an image, a thought that will become a haunting memory, flashed before me. I stabbed Summer with my lightsaber. I recall her lying lifeless in my arms but one thing was prominent, her last words.

I love you.

Over and over they repeated in my mind until I was almost convinced I was cursed. But I wasn't. Those words are changing me inside and I can't handle the feeling. It has to stop soon. I feel like I could explode.

My vision becoming more focused, I sat upright in the cot. I was alone and not hooked up to any machines. Not a wise move for the nurses. I can easily sneak out.

I climbed out of the cot and rubbed my neck, which was very sore. Did something happen to me before I blacked out?

I suddenly remember a syringe being shoved into my jugular. Whatever drug was in it knocked me out like a blaster set to stun.

I nearly fell over when I stood up. The drug hasn't fully worn off but I'll survive. I've been in worse conditions.

Before I even made it to the door, a medic came inside. His smile sickened me. "Feeling better, sir?"

My legs still unsteady, I was leaning onto the cot for support. "Where's Summer?" That's all I care about right now.

"Just down the hall," he replied. "We've managed to revive her but her percentage for recovery is very low. You might want to consider...you know..."

"Never," I growled, feeling my strength return as my blood pressure rose. "She will survive. The Force within her will heal her wounds."

The medic stared at me in disbelief but knew better than to argue. "If you say so, sir. May I get you anything while I'm here?"

I pushed past him, forcing myself to walk whether I was capable or not. The medic called after me but I ignored him, pushing on harder.

Once out of the room, I stormed down the hallway towards another room that was calling to me like a magnet. As long as I can sense Summer in the Force, she is still alive.

I entered her room and immediately dropped to my knees, all my strength drained from me. It had nothing to do with the aftermath of the drugs.

"What have I done..." I muttered, staring at Summer's body in a deep, comatose state. She was hooked up to life support machines, which reflected on her critical condition. The monitor showed her faint heartbeat. She was hanging on to life but by a thread.

My cheeks became stained with tears. I didn't even care who would see me cry. This act is going to scar me worse than the death of my father. Especially if she doesn't survive.

I managed to maneuver over to her bedside, pulling up a chair with the Force so I could sit next to her. I cupped her hand and gently stroked her arm.

How could I do this? How am I capable of killing someone I care about so much? My father was one thing (our relationship was pretty rocky growing up) but Summer...

I closed my eyes as more tears came out. I can't believe how much this is affecting me. She has changed me. I am not the person I used to be. Once again, I've shifted into a whole new human being.

That feeling inside me. I know what it is. I try so hard to ignore it, to destroy it, but in turn resisting it is destroying me.

"I love you too," I whispered. I was wishing more than anything she would respond. But nothing. She didn't even twitch. 

I felt the Force within her. It was weak, barely there, but it was there. That's all the hope I have.

"I promise I'll never hurt you again," I said with as much sincerity as I could muster.

But if she doesn't survive this, my words won't matter.

Summer POV

Am I dead or alive?

The world was foggy around me. I was coming in and out of consciousness. Everything was a blinding, bright white. I think I was lying down but I couldn't tell.

I felt like every time I woke up, I fell back to sleep. Finally, I forced my eyes to stay open. It looked like I was in some sort of parallel universe where literally everything is white around me. Expect there's nothing around me. It's an unending glow of light I happen to be amidst of.

"So this is my grandson's doing, I'm sure," a voice said from behind me, startling me.

I shrieked, for in a place like this, I thought I was alone. Though one glance and I somewhat relaxed. "Anakin. It's you."

"Sorry to startle you," he said apologetically as he sat down beside me. On what I have no clue. He seems to be floating next to me.

"This would be a stop between one life and the next," Anakin explained, already answering questions I was mentally making. "You're not exactly dead, but you are nearly a Force Ghost right now."

I gasped and stared at my body, which had a faint glow around a white robe I was wearing. I wanted to cry but because of the state I'm in, I don't have tears. Anakin sensed my sudden emotional change and wrapped his arm around me. I was shaking, not knowing how to react to the news.

"How is this possible..." was all I could think of saying.

Anakin shrugged. "Even I don't have full knowledge of how the Force works. The only reason you're hanging on to life down there is because you're Force-Sensitive."

A thought flashed back to Kylo. That look in his eyes after he stabbed me...could it be? I have to know. "Anakin, can you view what happens back with the living?"

He nodded. "Yeah, I spy on people all the time. Why?"

I shrugged off that creepy thought. "May I see him?"

"Ben? Um, sure. Here." Using both hands, he waved them in a circle, drawing a photo before me. Or actually what turned out to be a screen, sort of like television set, to view the world before this one.

My breath caught in my throat as my near-lifeless body appeared in a cot in a medical facility. And next to the bed was Kylo Ren, holding my hand, speaking softly, a tear occasionally falling. A smile tugged at my lips.

"So I was right," I said, flattered and awed over Kylo's behavior. "He does love me."

"More than you know. More than he even lets himself want to know."

"What's going to happen to him if I don't make it?"

Anakin looked away, not responding. My face fell. I knew what that meant. "Kylo wouldn't commit such an act."

"No, maybe not." He slowly met my gaze. "But I wouldn't put it past him. His conflict will only worsen his depressed state of mind. Anything is possible right now."

I stared at the vision until it disappeared. Determination struck. I have to survive this injury, even if it's just for his sake. "Anakin, I don't want to die-"

"Neither did I."

I brushed the joke aside, my mind solely on one thing: survival. "Ani, I have to be able to get through this. Whether Kylo will ever admit it to himself or not, he needs me. He can't lose me and still press on with his life. He won't do it. You even said so."

"Summer, I have no control of who lives and who dies. But you may be able to help yourself."

I sat eagerly forward. "Please tell me how-" I cut myself off, feeling a wave of energy hit me. A warmth I was all too familiar with. I stared horrified at the former Jedi. "I feel the Force strongly right now...am I dying?"

Anakin lightly laughed and shook his head. "No, when you actually die, you will know. Believe me. Kylo is just reaching out to you right now."

"We're still connected despite the state I'm in?"

"Sort of. You can try to use that bond to heal yourself. If Kylo feels you on the other end, and will divert the power to your injury, he can heal and save you."

It took me a moment to process this. "And if he doesn't?"

Anakin once again didn't reply. His sympathetic gaze said it all. Kylo was the one who killed me and Kylo can be the only one who heals me. It's all up to him to save me.

My life is in his hands.

Kylo POV

I have no clue how long I meditated beside Summer. Could have been hours, maybe only minutes. Time is different when you're connected to the Force.

My eyes flew open, sensing a response from her body. "I feel you...please hang in there....for me."

I used our combined powers and moved them around her body, attempting to heal her. I failed before, but now I seemed to reach a breakthrough. Although it couldn't be seen by the naked eye, her wounds began healing very slowly. I could feel her Force changing, but in a good way. She wants to live, so I will do all in my power to aid her.

I let a smile escape. There is still hope.

Leia POV

I stared at the console screen that showed the scanners set up around the planet. They were planted to detect First Order ships but right now I want them to show me something else.

I waited and hoped to see Poe Dameron enter the scanners' detection. Absolutely nothing. Not even a bird flying in the sky today.

I sighed, drawing the attention of one of my assistants. "General Organa, is everything alright?"

I heard the concern in her voice and smiled with my answer. "I'm just waiting to see Poe Dameron make his bravado move and surprise us with a stolen First Order ship."

"Anything yet?"

"Not even a native animal for crying out loud."

We both laughed to ease the tension but neither of us were happy.

"I'm sure he will come back," she said.

I smiled again at her, remembering when I was that young and optimistic. As I grew older, realization of risks made me more of a worrier.

"May I get you a cup of tea?" my assignment offered.

I couldn't resist how sweet she asked. It reminded me of my old assistant, Kor Sella, who was unfortunate to have been on the Hosnian System when the First Order tested out their weapon. I missed her dearly but tried to keep a smile on my face for the new girl. "That would be lovely. You know the way I like it."

She nodded and hurried off. I went back to staring at the console. "Poe Dameron, where are you..."

*  *  *  *  *  *

Time passed. How long I don't know, being too occupied with the computer. My head and eyes were aching from concentration.

I nursed my tea, tempting to pace the room but knowing that would just be wasted energy. I forced myself to look at something other than the computer screen for my own sanity, for the stress of the unknown chiseled away at my patience. I glanced around the room, noticing someone absent. I wonder where BB-8 rolled off to?

The console started beeping loudly behind me and I spun around so fast in my chair I spilled half my tea. I didn't care. I was too overjoyed by what I saw.

"What is it General?" Major Ematt said, responding to the warning signal from the scanners.

"It's Poe!" I exclaimed. The scanners identified the ship to be a TIE Fighter, but no normal TIE would dare venture out this far from his base. There was only one conclusion: Poe Dameron has done it again.

"Are you positive?" Ematt asked, taking precautionary measures. "We don't want to let in a First Order supporter."

"It's him, I know it is. I can feel him."

Although the man had no personal knowledge of the Force, he understood my hold of it. He nodded, accepting the answer. "Very well." He turned to the awaiting technicians. "Shut down the shields! Allow the fighter to enter! Give him landing instructions if needed."

I was so overjoyed I didn't notice the console began beeping again. But thankfully someone else did. "Um, General Organa?" C-3PO interrupted as politely as he could. "I hate to be a bearer of bad news, but it seems this TIE Fighter is not traveling alone."

The room immediately fell silent. You could have heard a pin drop. I stepped closer to the gold droid, hoping I misheard him. "What do you mean he's not alone?"

"You may see for yourself if you don't believe me, but the scanners are detecting six more fighters from hyperspace."

The major and I exchanged glances. "So this is an assault then?"

"Probably General," he replied sympathetically. "I'm sorry. We all want Poe Dameron back."

"But what if that lead ship is his? That fighter was separated from his group. TIEs never fly apart, always together."

"Could be a mistake in 'jump' timing," he suggested, referring to hyperspace jumps.

I stared at the computer screen. Any moment the fighters would be entering our atmosphere, endangering the entire base. "What chance is there that the first TIE belongs to Poe?"

"Very slim." Ematt was straightforwardly honest with me. "General, Commander Dameron probably isn't going to return. We need to raise the shields before the First Order enter our planet."

I stared long and hard at the console. Only one of the fighters could be his. The other six are without a doubt with the First Order. But I had a feeling about that first TIE Fighter. Something was telling me to let it in.

But I had to make the decision that could ultimately be detrimental to us. "Major, raise the shields. Fire at all fighters. Protect the base at all costs."

"Yes, General Organa." He turned around and left to relay the message to the other technicians and officers.

I directed my attention back to the console. I better not be wrong.

Poe Dameron POV

This was not the welcome I was expecting.

I cursed as seekers, missiles that target their victim and chase until impact, shot out from the Resistance base. I should have anticipated this (I am flying a TIE Fighter after all) but instead I completely forgot about what I was riding in.

The computer console flashed before me and I cursed again as I read it. It turns out I'm not alone. I should have been more careful. It was so stupid for me not to switch this fighter out on some backwards world for a ship that can't be tracked by the First Order. I made myself a target, and revealed the location of our base to them. Thankfully Leia was planning on moving it to somewhere else but that doesn't correct the problem I caused now.

Craning my head back, I tried to spot how many friends I picked up. I couldn't see a thing, but one glance at the scanners showed me half a dozen were on my tail. But if they know this fighter was stolen, why weren't they shooting at me? I am an open target. Unless their plan was deeper and more sinister than I'm guessing it to be.

Knowing that the planetary shields were probably up, I'm stuck up here until I can prove I'm not with the Order. I fired the cannons in self defense and did amazing aerial maneuvers to try to direct the seekers toward the actual enemies. The other fighters went also into immediate defensive procedure, making my attempts more complicated.

One was hit. Then a second crashed into that one. But the other four knew what the heck they were doing and were flying as well as me. Well, almost as well as me. No one flies like I do.

As I was doing this, I was also trying to send a message down to the base. Most likely they would block my connection, thinking I was trying to hack their software, but if anyone could at least check...

Leia POV

"Princess- I mean, General Organa!" Threepio called from the scanner console. "You must see this!"

I rushed over to him, hoping for good news. "What is it?"

"There is an incoming message from one of the fighters. Should I answer it?"

I hesitated at first, debating the consequences, then nodded. "Put it through."

Within seconds, Poe's face appeared on the screen. He had that serious war look he tends to get when behind the yoke of a ship in battle, which only made me feel worse that I was the one responsible for putting him in the situation in the first place.

He glanced at me and grinned, but kept his attention on the commotion around him. "Well this is a fine 'welcome home' party. I'd like to speak to whoever is in charge."

I was too frightened for him to laugh at his sarcasm. "Poe, are you alright?" He looked tired, probably beaten at some point, and also trying to keep his cool over the incoming problems.

"Just trying to stay in one piece," he said, wincing and curing as he jerked on the yoke. "Whoa, that was close."

"Hang in there a little longer," I urged. "I'm going to open the shields so you can enter."

He took his eyes off his surroundings to give me a look of surprise. Big mistake. "But General-"

The connection was suddenly lost and the video became static and disappeared. I gasped, fearing the worst. "Major-"

"Already on it," Ematt said, overhearing my conversation. The console before me soon showed the shield turn off, leaving our planet at major risk. But one that needed to be taken.

"Turn off the seekers," I ordered, not caring how bossy I sounded. "Get our X-Wings in the sky to take on the TIE Fighters one on one."

Everyone was running frantic to carry out my orders. But I couldn't help but wondering if I was too late.

Poe Dameron POV

The moment I looked away from outer space, a seeker rose up and impacted the wing of the fighter. Smoke started filling the cockpit and I strained to keep control of now spinning wildly TIE Fighter. From what limited vision I have, between the haze and dizziness of constant rotation, I was heading directly towards D'Qar. Oh great. This is Jakku all over again. Only I may not survive this crash.

I was pulling so hard on the yoke I thought it was going to break. I used the emergency auxiliary power to reverse the thrust of the engines, hoping to slow me down. Otherwise people are going to be picking up portions of me everywhere...

I coughed loudly and pulled my shirt over my nose to save my lungs from the smoke. My eyes were watering, making it even harder to see. There's no landing zone for this fighter, it's wherever I can put it down in the least amount of pieces.

I had no idea how the other TIE Fighters were holding out, but I hope they're suffering a worse fate than me.

Into the atmosphere I flew, zooming past the clouds and hurtling towards the surface. With what little I could see, the base appeared to be directly beneath me. That's exactly where I'm heading whether I want to or not. Hopefully I'll be on the runway and not a hangar.

I forced myself to stay conscious, the smoke making me feel sick and weak. Come on  Dameron, you can do this. Just a little longer...

But I couldn't. I don't have it in me. I let go of the yoke and leaned back in my chair, bracing for impact.

The TIE finally hit the ground, but not the ground I was expecting. Water surrounded the fighter, breaking through the window and filling up the cockpit. I instinctively maneuvered myself out from the debris of destroyed fighter. Knowing my air supply was limited, I immediately swam upward once free. My lungs were about to burst once I broke the surface. I coughed repeatedly, spitting out water and taking in large breaths of fresh air.

I forced myself to remain afloat, taking in my surroundings. I landed in some lake by luck, for I swear I was crashing towards the base. Doesn't matter now. At least I'm alive.

I looked to the sky as X-Wings zoomed past, taking on four TIE Fighters that managed to survive the seekers. I just floated along the surface, watching the action taken place and half-wishing I was a part of it.

One fighter was hit, sent hurtling into a mountain. Then an X-Wing was damaged but I don't believe it crashed. I think it landed in one piece. Two more fighters went out then followed by an X-Wing. My heart went out to that pilot.

Whoever was flying the last TIE didn't last another minute before an X-Wing sneaked up from behind and gave it a direct hit. Only problem is the wreckage was coming right at me.

I cursed my luck as I started treading water towards the shore. Of course I couldn't out-swim the crashing fighter, but thankfully the impact wasn't on me. But instead it sent a wave of water out from behind me, which in turn sucked me up and tossed me around in pleasure.

It finally released me and I found myself now lying on the rocky shoreline. I winced as I forced myself to stand up, feeling every muscle aching in my body. Hey, at least I was alive and in one piece. What a story this will be to the other pilots.

I hobbled off towards what I hoped was the direction of the base. I don't know how far I have to go but maybe I'll get there before sundown. Who knows what unknown, potentially vicious creatures come out at night for a snack? A solo, weak human is the perfect meal.

Loud whines of an engine grabbed my attention. I instinctively ducked behind some rocks in case it was more First Order fighters. But seeing it was just a circling X-Wing made me run out and wave my arms until they felt like breaking and yell until my throat was sore.

It flew low over the lake then took off over the mountains. I just stood there, breathing hard, wondering if I was even seen.

I sat down on the shore, deciding to give the X-Wing a chance to bring back help. I started counting the minutes. I'll give him a half hour. Nothing comes then I'm off on my hike again.

I didn't have to wait long. About fifteen minutes later the X-Wing returned with a small transporter following behind. I smiled until my face hurt. I just got saved from a long walk home...

*  *  *  *  *  *

I was the first one out of the transporter once it landed back at Resistance headquarters. And General Organa was the first to greet me. Though she appeared more motherly than military.

She immediately embraced me, flashing me back to the few memories I have of my own mother.

"I'm so sorry," she said, her voice on the verge of crying. "I'm so glad you're alright."

"You can't blame yourself. I was flying a TIE Fighter after all," I replied, wondering who was consoling who. "I'm here, right? I'm alive. I'm alright."

Leia leaned out of the hug but held onto my arms, looking at me from head to toe. "And you're soaking wet! What in the galaxy happened to you?"

"Long story. Crashed my TIE in the lake. Let's just say I'm glad I landed where I did, otherwise I wouldn't be here."

Her face fell again. Oops.

The lead medic, Dr. Kalonia, approached us, interrupting the moment. "Poe Dameron, I think you're due for a visit."

Before I could reply, I was already being led away, Leia laughing at my expense. I didn't mind. At least she's smiling again. Besides, a nice dip in the bacta tank sounded great for my hurting body right now...

* * * Days Later * * *

Hux POV

"You do understand it's been three days and she's still completely unresponsive?"

"I don't need to be reminded Hux."

I sighed, trying to remain patient with him. "Ren, the infirmary said she is going to be in a permanent, comatose state. There is nothing more we can do."

"There is always something...no one is giving her enough time to heal."

I could hear the pain in his voice. Why did he let himself become so attached to this girl? Surely he knows just the risk of her being another target for the Resistance. "I'm sure she is not the only Force-Sensitive left in the galaxy. Why don't you contact Snoke-"

"NO!" Kylo suddenly shouted, startling me. He has been mumbling for the past three days, even to me. This is the first time I could properly hear him. "Snoke can never know of this!"

I crossed my arms defiantly. "Ren, I'm not going to lie to the Supreme Leader to hide your so-called 'mistake'. I have my own reputation with him I'd like to keep."

He stood up from his chair so we were eye to eye. He thinks this intimidates me. Even if he was wearing the stupid mask (which he wasn't), I see this as no more threat than some insignificant simpleton.

The fire in his eyes was lit but so was mine. "If I find out you told Snoke..."

Oh now he has the audacity to threaten me? "You will do what? Ren the repercussions will be on you when he finds out you lied to him about this whole mess. A prisoner escaped in a TIE Fighter with help from your apprentice. If anything, his anger will be lashed out towards her."

"Don't you see that's what I'm trying to avoid?"

I stared at him, secretly wondering what happened to the dark warrior Snoke created. "Something is definitely wrong with you Ren. I suggest you figure it out before the meeting this evening."

I abruptly turned around and started for the door, only stopping when he called out, "What meeting?"

Of course he would be oblivious to everything important. "The Supreme Leader has requested us for a personal meeting in the holographic chamber. You will attend, won't you?"

Ren nodded, clearly taken off guard by the meeting (which for the record I set up to trap him in the first place). "Yes. I'll be there."

I flashed back the mist insincere grin I could muster. "Splendid."

Kylo POV

I sat back down in the chair once Hux left, feeling overwhelmed. First Summer is probably never getting better, then Snoke throws a surprise meeting? I can't handle all of this.

"I'm sorry I'm not strong enough." I looked over at Summer, wishing I could see something change. "I'm sorry I can't help you."

Summer POV

I stared somberly down at Kylo through the "view pool" (that's what I like to call it anyway). Anakin appeared beside me, also taking in the sight.

"He's giving up," I softly said, not believing what I was seeing.

Anakin sighed, shaking his head. "My condolences. I really thought he would try harder."

He gave me space, knowing I'll need it to process what was coming next. But I don't want to die...not like this...

Determined to show him I still had a chance, I reached out my arm towards the "view pool" and called onto the Force. I focused on Kylo and spoke, hoping he would somehow hear me. "Kylo."

Kylo POV

I was about to leave when I heard my name called. I spun around, anticipating to see Summer waking up but instead still no change. I rubbed my head. Now I'm hearing things. The sleepless nights and loss of appetite from the stress of this is really taking its toll on me.

"Kylo."

Now I know I'm not crazy. I heard it that time. But Summer didn't even move? How is she-

"Don't give up Kylo. Only you can heal me."

The Force. She's contacting me through the Force. Telepathy.

"Summer," I said. Not by mouth but by mind. "Tell me what I must do."

"Combine our powers together. It's the only way to heal me."

"But...I don't have the strength to."

"Please try...for me."

I nodded, forgetting she can't see that. Or can she? "I will not fail you. Please hold on."

"I will...for you."

A smile grew on my face. I didn't care who would see. It's time to fix the mistake I made while there's still time left.

I reached out to the Force, putting both arms onto Summer. I concentrated, pushing all of my power into her. It's not as painful as it sounds, but it definitely drains me of engery. And with what little strength I have due to worry...

I hope I can hold out long enough for her.

Summer POV

I sat down cross-legged, letting the Force flow through me. It felt stronger than usual, probably due to Kylo healing me on the Finalizer. Another wave of the Force hit me, this one new and more powerful than I have ever felt.

A hand touched my shoulder and I looked back at Anakin smiling like the sun. "I want to help. I'm not sure if I can, but I want to try."

I smiled back with a light nod. "Thank you."

Between all three of us, certainly I will be able to overcome this.

Right?

Kylo POV

I was fading fast, cursing myself for not resting or eating when needed. I have spent so much time here that I've completely forgotten about taking care of myself.

But I don't care of this kills me. If it means Summer gets to live...

All she has to do is wake up. Just show the doctor there is some sign of life before they turn off her machines.

"Please....Summer...WAKE UP!"

Summer POV

I looked down at myself, seeing my body changing. I seemed to be...fading. Trying not to completely freak out, I called out to Anakin. "What's happening to me?!"

He answered but he sounded so distant despite being right next to me. "Farewell Summer, until next time."

That didn't sound very good. Before I could say anything else, my entire body evaporated and my world went black.

*  *  *  *  *  *

I strained to open my eyes, once again having to fight for control. I finally won and looked around at where I was now. I seemed to have transported but to where?

"Anakin?" I muttered, scared of being alone here.

"Summer?"

I looked over and saw not Anakin but Kylo Ren, who was on the verge of crying. But happy tears I noticed, as he took my hand and gently kissed it. He probably wanted to hug me but restrained himself. "You're alive."

"Kylo..." I turned myself to see him better. Definitely a mistake on my part.

Forgetting I was injured, a rush of pain went through my body. I screamed, grasping the covered wound in my chest.

"It's okay," Kylo said, holding my hand for support. "Just take short breaths." He raised a comlink to his mouth. "I need a medic in room 102C! Darth Shadow has waken up! Get me painkillers this instant!"

His attention went back to me. "Everything will be alright. I promise. Just stay with me."

I smiled, despite the pain I had. "I'm not going anywhere."

Then he did something I never thought I would see.

He smiled.

Hux POV

I couldn't believe the news I was hearing. "The girl actually woke up?"

"Coherent and comprehensive, General," the medic replied. "She has a strong will to live."

"Will she recover from her injury?"

"Most likely but time will tell."

This really dampens my plans. She wasn't supposed to survive. "How is this possible?"

The medic merely shrugged. "Call it a miracle if you wish. I'm only keeping you updated as you requested."

I waved him off despite his attitude, needing to have quiet time to rethink my strategy. He left and I exhaled deeply, pondering on my next move. This was certainly unexpected...but an obstacle I can easily overcome.

My datapad vibrated on my desk. The screen illuminated and I saw the notification reminder for Snoke's meeting tonight. Oh yes, there is that. I still have that pawn to use.

They want to play this game? Fine.

But it's happening my way.

Summer POV

The pain medication finally kicking in, I could relax again. Kylo either couldn't or wouldn't let himself, remaining by my side as if I was going to disappear when he blinked. I found the attention flattering but also a bit strange since this is the first time he's acted this way towards me.

"Kylo, I'm fine," I said, trying to ease his mind. "Even the doctors said I would probably make a full recovery."

"I know you're going to be alright. I just..." His voice trailed off and Kylo looked away, fighting off tears. He spoke very softly and sincerely. "I just can't lose you again."

"You won't. I'm here now."

"But what about next time?" He stood up and faced me, his eyes red from crying too much. "What if you don't survive?"

"What if there's never a next time?" I pointed out, secretly wondering myself. "You're over thinking this."

"But what if I'm not? What if there is a next time and...I really kill you."

I tried to hide the worry I now had. "Kylo, you actually think there may be a time that you would attempt to kill me again? I seriously doubt it after this incident."

Then Kylo spoke in a voice I've never heard: admittance. "Summer...I'm completely unpredictable. I have no control over my actions." He gave my hand and squeeze. "I'm a threat to you. I don't want you around me."

I appreciated his concern but he's been a threat since I met him, doesn't he realize that? "So what? You're going to split us up? Where are you going to send me?"

He hesitated, his lip quivering. "The Supreme Leader...doesn't see me as a proper teacher for you anyway. So this actually works out well. He has chosen someone else to train you."

I can't believe what I am hearing. "Who is it? Who could possibly be better than you?"

His gaze met mine. I could see he didn't agree with a word he was saying but was forcing himself to speak. "Snoke has decided to take you on himself."

WHAT?!

I tried to keep my composure so I could speak. "Kylo, you can't possibly think that's what's best for me."

Kylo didn't directly answer. "I can't argue with Supreme Leader Snoke. I have to obey whatever he decrees."

"Even if it's against your will?" I fired at him. "Even when you know it's wrong?"

I'm surprised I didn't receive a harsh reply. He probably knew he deserved whatever was thrown at him right now. Instead I got admittance. "Summer, I have no control of this. Do I want you with him? Of course not. With how soft you are, you won't last a week under his training."

I didn't even care about the insult. My mind was factoring only one thing: survival. "You mean...I'm going to fail. So I'll be set free?"

He laughed sarcastically. "That's what I thought too as did many other apprentices. Want to know what happened to them? I was spared because I was 'special', the others have their own special grave site in Snoke's backyard. Their bodies were thrown wherever and all that's left are skeletons if animals haven't eaten those already."

I winced. "Gross."

"Try meditating there. It gives you a wonderful feeling."

"So what am I supposed to do?" I asked, now fearing for my life. "I can't go there Kylo. You might as well just let me die before. I would have been better off."

"Don't say that!" Kylo snapped. He caught himself, then spoke in a calmer tone. "I'm not saying you will die, but I'm saying your chances are high."

"And that's supposed to make me feel better how..."

He rolled his eyes, losing his patience. "Look, I can't help you. But what you can do is prove that you have progressed since I took you on beneath me."

I furrowed my brows. "How do I do that? I'm not knowledgeable enough in the Force."

"Yes, something else I'm at fault at. I don't know what you need to do to prove yourself but just make it convincing. Fake something! Lie! Does it matter?" His tone became more serious. "It's your last chance to live."

I swallowed nervously. "When do I have to do this?"

"As soon as you are released from the infirmary. I'll try to stall Snoke until then. Hux has a meeting set up with him now. Speaking of that, I should probably go." He turned away, leaving me confused and distraught. "I'm sorry." I'm not sure how he meant that last part.

All I know is my life is going to drastically change very soon if I can't pass this test.

Poe Dameron POV

I woke up from my induced nap (the bacta tank knocked me out like a light) and was relieved to feel practically no pain from the crash or remnants of how I was treated in the First Order.

The door opened to my infirmary room and I smiled at who entered. "General Organa."

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She smiled just as brightly back. "Commander Dameron." She was carrying a tray full of food that stimulated my senses. I gingerly sat upright in bed and she gently placed the tray on my lap. "Here. I made this while you were dipping in bacta."

Fresh vegetable soup with steaming rolls and a small plate of chocolate chip cookies on the side. To top it off, a glass of cool, blue milk.

"This is so sweet of you. Thank you Leia," I said, referring to her personally due to her maternal hospitality. "I'm already feeling better."

"Doctor Kalonia said you should be released by tomorrow."

"Even better news." My face suddenly became serious, a frightening thought coming to my mind. "Oh my gosh...I just remembered I left BB-8 on Devaron. Poor thing is going to think I abandoned him."

Leia laughed. "No worries Poe. BB-8 returned safely with your X-Wing. He's the one responsible for alerting us you were kidnapped." Loud thumping on the door made her rise from her chair to answer it. "And as it turns out he's right outside."

As soon as the door was opened, the spherical droid sped inside, stopping right beside my bed. He craned his floating head backwards to see me properly, beeping so ecstatically even I had trouble understanding parts of it.

"Alright, alright. Calm down BB-8. It's good to see you too buddy. I'm glad you didn't get caught by the Order."

More beeps came out of him.

"Yes, Leia told me how brave you were. I'm proud of you for piloting the fighter all by yourself back to the base. Your skills are getting better. I can't thank you enough for having my back buddy."

BB-8 beeped proudly, parking himself against the wall but keeping his oversized eye on me.

"So how did you escape that wretched place?" Leia asked, curiosity and concern in her voice.

My stomach growling like a rancor, I took a few bites of soup before I replied. "Well, I had help."

Her expression clearly showed she wasn't expecting that answer. "Help? Another stormtrooper defected?"

"Not exactly." The roll tore apart so beautifully I hated to eat it. But I munched it down happily. "Believe it or not, it was the apprentice Kylo Ren took on beneath him."

She gasped with surprise. "His apprentice? She helped you?"

I nodded. "She goes by the name of Darth Shadow but her real name is Summer. Supposedly Kylo kidnapped her from Earth."

"Earth? Oh my. I can't believe he went there. That is a neutral system, clear of any marks of war."

"Maybe not."

"True. Maybe that planet needs some looking in to." She went off in thought for a moment then went back to me. "So tell me about the girl. I'm interested in hearing there is yet another Force-Sensitive left in the galaxy."

Just the thought of Summer made my heart beat faster for a reason I'll wonder about later. "Well, she's very nice, definitely not what you expect for his apprentice. She stood up to Kylo once and she came through with rescuing me but..." My face fell as I imagined the consequences she faced for her act. "She wouldn't leave with me. I hate to even begin to think about what Kylo has done to her because she aided me."

"He's my son. Imagine how I feel." She sighed, patting me meaningfully on the arm. "Everyone has to make their own choices and choose their own path. If she decided to remain on the Order, then there must be a good reason behind it. I'm sure she will be alright. If not...then she sacrificed herself for the cause, just like the rest of us working here at the Resistance."

"Yeah. Maybe." I now found myself unable to stop thinking about her.

"Well, enjoy your meal and rest. I'll check on you when I can," Leia said, starting for the door. "Come along BB-8."

The droid furiously beeped stubbornly, not moving from his spot.

"It's fine, I don't mind his company," I said, smiling down at BB-8. If he could, he probably would've smiled back.

"As you wish." She bid herself goodbye and left.

I finished eating my delicious meal (can't remember when I've had one like it) while BB-8 went into detail about his heroic story. Although I tried to give him my full attention, I was only half-listening. Summer kept swirling in my mind and I started to feel a sense of guilt for not pressing harder on bringing her back with me. Why did I just let her stay? I should've at leat tried convincing her.

Then I wonder why I'm wondering. Like Leia said, it's her decision on what to do with her life, not mine. I shouldn't be so concerned.

But I can't help but think about how different things would be if she was here with me now. She would probably be training to be a Jedi alongside Trace Apatha, the Padawan the Resistance picked up along with his injured master from Jakku. Or perhaps if she was lucky enough, Luke Skywalker would also take her on as his second Padawan after Rey. But then where would I fit into the picture? What would I be towards her?

A friend? Maybe like a brother?

Or dare I say it...

Her love interest.

Kylo POV

The meeting had already begun by the time I walked inside, which made me look like a fool for not showing up sooner. Besides that, General Hux has been spouting away with Snoke for Force knows how long before I arrived. It better not have anything to do with-

"Kylo Ren. I was beginning to think you weren't going to join us," Snoke spoke in a  condescending tone.

I quickly came back to reality. "My apologies. I was caught up with meditation." The reply was hopefully satisfactory to Snoke's standards. He appeared to be buy it but then again, due to his deformed, scarred face, he doesn't really have an expression except for frown.

I gave a curt bow of the head in respect and glanced at Hux, who was standing too smug and proud beside me. What has he said...

"General Hux has just informed me of the incident that occurred recently on the Finalizer." Snoke's hologram stared down at me. "Tell me Kylo Ren, how did you allow this to happen?"

My mind torn between which incident he was referring to (the pilot's escape or my stabbing then saving Summer), I gave the worst answer I could: I lied. "I don't know what you're talking about. Everything has been fine here."

Snoke darkened his stare, now of disapproval. Hux also had his eyes on me, perplexed and angered of the path I was taking.

"Did you not kidnap the Resistance pilot Poe Dameron and bring him aboard the Finalizer for questioning?"

I hope he couldn't see how nervous I was. "I...encountered him on Devaron-"

"Supreme Leader, I have full video coverage of the whole plot playing out," Hux rudely interrupted. "The breakout. The escape. Commander Dameron stealing a TIE Fighter. I can send it over to you for proof." Thankfully he didn't mention Summer's involvement.

"There is no need, General. I trust your words. Unlike..." Snoke directed his gaze at me again. "My apprentice, who is supposed to be the most loyal person to me. I shall give you a chance for a pathetic excuse before I become angry. Tell me...why did you lie to me?"

I can't recall sweating this much. Hux kept eyeing me impatiently, pressing me to answer. I know he wants to personally do it. He just can't keep his big, annoying mouth shut.

I knelt down on one knee and bowed my head in respect. "Forgive me, Supreme Leader. I have failed you. It will not happen again."

"Can I be assured of that?"

I dared myself to look up. "Yes, Supreme Leader."

He cocked his head from side to side, as if sizing me up. Or penetrating my soul.  "Perhaps you need to be reminded of the Dark Side, Kylo Ren."

I jumped to my feet, knowing exactly what he was alluding. No, I can't take it. Not again. "I am wholly in the Dark Side of the Force thanks to your teachings. Surley you can see that."

Snoke either didn't care or just wanted to torture me. "Then you will have no problem with the reconditioning treatment. As soon as Darth Shadow is released from the infirmary, I want both of you here the following morning. Understood?"

I swallowed hard, my mouth running dry. He knows. I gave a menacing sideways glance towards Hux. He doesn't know what's coming for him later.

Then, remembering my position, I immediately answered, "Yes, Supreme Leader. As you wish."

"She is progressing, I assume?"

"As far as I'm concerned..."

"Excellent. Then you will have no problems fulfilling my order." Doesn't mean I'm going to like it though...

"Supreme Leader, I wish to speak with you in private," Hux said, causing me to shoot a look of disgust at him. Is he really trying to not include me in such matters?

Much to my surprise, and disappointment, Snoke agreed. "As you wish, General Hux." He then turned to me. "You are dismissed."

Why am I not privileged to this conversation? Is some conspiracy theory being created against me?

Clenching my fists, I shot another look at Hux before leaving. This is far from over.

Hux POV

I waited for Ren to leave before continuing with Snoke. "As you can see Supreme Leader, his apprentice is changing him and not for the better. Compassion? Sympathy? These words are unheard of! It is the exact opposite of what the Order stands for! What if his virus spreads to the troops?" I was getting angrier as those thoughts swirled through my head.

"With the disturbing news of Ren's apprentice committing such...heinous acts, I can only hold him responsible for not teaching her properly. And as for his behavior..." Snoke nodded and pressed his fingertips together. "I have seen the change, General. It is most displeasing, and I'm hoping reconditioning will help him."

Time to put my beautifully articulated plan into action. "Supreme Leader, I have a solution that may ease our problems."

"I'm listening..."

"What if we separate Ren from the girl?" I suggested, hoping he would bite the bait. "She seems to only worsen his condition. Plus her treason to the Order deserves a worse punishment that was given."

Snoke leaned forward, eager to hear. Got him. "What are you proposing?"

"I want to send the girl for reconditioning as well, but by me." I smirked as I envisioned the torture to be inflicted upon her. "As you know, my treatment gets results. Respect. A proper attitude. Practically a new person, one I have molded to fit right into the Order's specifications."

"Perhaps..." Snoke didn't directly disagree, for he knew my capabilities, which gave me hope. "But what of Ren?"

"He will be plenty of trouble for you, which is why I'll handle the girl." Another smirk as more tortuous thoughts entered my brain. "Once she is at my approval, I'll send her to your lair at once."

Snoke considered then leaned back, satisfied. "Very well. I authorize to do whatever you believe is needed to fix her corrupted mind. But I want her alive and in decent condition when you drop her off on my doorstep."

My tone became as dark as my soul. That's pretty dark. "Not to worry Supreme Leader, there are so many worse things than death..."

Kylo POV

I waited outside the hologram room fuming. How dare they have a private conversation without me!

Hux finally exited and glanced at me strangely, then abruptly turned and left. I stayed right behind him, holding myself back until we were alone in a corridor.

Then I ran out of self control.

I harshly grabbed Hux's shirt collar and shoved him back against the wall before he could react. I was fuming. Even he looked nervous. "What did you say to Snoke..."

"The truth, unlike you," he sneered. "What the heck happened to you in there?"

"Tell me what!" I demanded, ignoring his question.

His blue eyes fell onto his shirt collar then back at me. "I will not be treated with such disrespect. Release me this instant."

I tightened my grip, making him choke a little. "Don't toy with me Hux! You said you weren't going to tell Snoke anything about Summer!"

Despite Hux trying you pry my arms off him, his strength was certainly no match for mine. "I said I wouldn't lie to the Supreme Leader. He asked about your pathetic girlfriend so I told him what happened."

I choked him harder until he started wheezing. "Do you know what situation that puts me in?! I'm being sent to reconditioning now since you couldn't keep your mouth shut!"

Despite what limited oxygen supply he had, he still managed to fire back a reply. "Serves you well for taking on a traitor to the First Order."

Oh he's done it now.

I threw him to the ground and turned on my lightsaber. Hux coughed for air and stared at the tip of the weapon inching closer to his chest. His eyes narrowed like blaster bolts. "You wouldn't dare."

My tone showed no mercy. "Don't tempt me, General. It is too easy to end you right here."

But Hux remained indifferent. "You don't have to strength to kill me or you would have already done it. Even I know that."

"What makes you say I wasn't waiting for the perfect moment to strike?"

"The past six years didn't give you enough chances, Ren?" I wanted to smack the smugness off his face. "Let's be honest with each other. You won't -can't- kill me because Snoke will hang your head on his wall without hesitation. You know I'm right."

I stood there over him, the lightsaber nearly touching his chest. He was right, but the temptation to kill was almost overpowering.

I forced myself to extinguish my weapon and back away, but not without warning. "Next time you won't be so lucky."

Hux POV

After he left, I rose back to my feet and adjusted my suit, trying to keep my composure. That's the closet Ren has ever come to ending me. I was bold enough to speak up to him, but that nearly costed me. If Snoke only knew half of what went on here...

But I calmed myself down with the assurance of Ren going to reconditioning. Ah...just the word itself translates into "torture". And with my handling of the girl...I'm not supposed to kill her, but 'accidents' do happen.

Things are finally becoming right again.

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