Ben Solo had a rough night.
He had made a lot of money, because people at the Mos Eisley Cantina who didn't know him bet on the Wookiee he fought.
In the light of day, sober and hung over, Ben was glad to have the money, but he had no idea what the fight had been about.
Speaking of the light of day?
Why the fark was he awake
BB-9E was zooming around his bedroom, bleeping and tootling so excitedly that Ben hardly knew what he was saying.
Something about somebody burying or dumping something in his sandy front yard.
Swearing, Ben got out of bed, and got his blaster rifle off the wall.
He opened the window, squinted at the figure squatting on the ground and fired a warning shot.
Rey's solemn reverie and meditation on the death of the entire Skywalker family was interrupted by a blaster bolt smashing into the sand just in front of here.
"Kriff!" she exclaimed, and jumped up.
"I thought you said nobody had lived here for a long time!" Rey said to the elderlywoman.
"I wasn't done talking yet. I was about to say that the old Skywalker place is occupied again. And the man who lives there isn't fond of trespassers."
"Hey! You! Leave Mrs. Baker alone and get off my land! Dig that shit up and get the fark out of here! I'm setting the rifle to stun and I won't miss the next time!"
She smiled, in spite of herself.
"He's got a horrible temper. And he's moody, and self-absorbed. I hate myself for loving him. But? He's also the finest man in the whole damn Galaxy."
"He's a Skywalker, dear. They're all like that."
Rey turned toward the abandoned-looking farm house.
"How the hell are you still alive? What's it going to take to kill you?" She shouted
"A hell of a lot more than you and anybody in your farkled-up family can do, sweetheart!"
The rifle went back inside the window, and it shut.
As she and BB-8 got closer to the Skywalker farm, the door opened and Ben leaned in the doorway.
He had grown a beard, his hair was longer, and he was barefoot and dressed only in a bathrobe.
But he was smiling at her, again.
"I hate you, you miserable bastard!" Rey told him, as she walked under his arm, and through the door.
"I know. I have an interesting new scar where you ran me through with my own lightsaber. While you're on your knees, about to suck my dick? I'd like you to kiss my scar, first."
"Fark you, flyboy. You can eat my whole entire ass."
"Really? I'd love to. You were just never into butt stuff, before
He took off his robe and hung it up.
"Can you please put that robe back on? And stop saying filthy things to me in your black y-fronts!"
BB-8 and BB-9E we're having a happy reunion.
They both zoomed off to the kitchen.
"You're so cute when you're all angry and sweaty. What if I just get down on my knees and lick your pussy, right here in the foyer, and you can call me names and pull my hair and come on me. I love it when you do that."
"See my new scar you gave me? I had it tattooed."
The tattoo was of a bleeding heart with an arrow through the scar.
The heart said "Rey" and "Always."
Ben was having a special event in his y-fronts.
Rey didn't have a lot of experience with men, other than this horny, impossible fool.
Most of her sexual experience was with a dildo she had bought on Jakku from a Rodian peddler.
Neither the one other man she'd been with or her toy ever made her feel like Ben did.
"Why are you so horny?" She insisted.
"You know me. I'm always angry and horny. I really do want you to kiss my scar. I don't know why."
"What about what I want?"
"Anything you want, sweetheart. Anything."
"I want a bath. And some food. And I need to sleep."
"Okay. I will make you food. And you can use the refresher. And my bed is yours? But first. You have to kiss my scar, and suck my dick, and let me lick every drop of sweat off your hot little body. Especially your dirty little pussy!"
āBen. Why are you like this? I want a bath. And some food. And I need to sleep. And once I have had a bath and some food and we are in bed together? Weāll see.ā
āWeāll see? Weāll see? Weāre a Dyad in the Force, weāre in love, and Iām your first, last and only boyfriend,Ā back from the dead, and all I get is weāll see?ā
āYeah! Weāll see, you selfish son of a bitch! I have been deeply in mourning for you for four months! Four months! Wandering around the Galaxy with BB-8, taking transport ships, and odd jobs as a scavenger and just drifting! Trying to get used to being alone, again, after everyone I came to love over the past year farkling died! And youāve been here, all along? This place is really nice, inside! Look at that bantha leather furniture! Itās the middle of the day and you were asleep! Didnāt you ever even think about me? Once?ā
Ben pointed his finger in her face.
āI farkling thought about you all the time! I figured you would be a Senator by now? Itās not exactly safe for me to wander around the Core Worlds, is it? I was trying to think of a way to contact you without calling attention to myself so the Republic Senate or whoever the fuck wouldnāt throw my ass in jail for the next hundred years!ā he shouted.
Rey suddenly smelled food from the kitchen.
āOK, Round One is over. Breakfast time.ā
The color drained from her skin.
āYeah. Thatās right! I didnāt kill the Old Man! I ran him through the fleshy part of his side, guided him into the carbonite freezing chamber and kept him here, safe, until the war was over.ā
Rey stalked into the kitchen.
āAnd you unfroze him, first thing? Han? Did Ben unfreeze you, first thing?ā
āAlmost. He went to the bar at Tosche Station and got smashed, and then he came back here and unfroze me. He was crying, drunk and confused. The kid has no farkling idea why he isnāt dead. Tell her, Junior.ā
āI remember you crying. And then it was cold and dark, but as I fell asleep. I felt warm and happy. The next thing I knew? I woke up here, in my bed. I felt like a speeder bus hit me, but? All my wounds were healed and I had fresh scars. I went to Tosche Station, to the tavern, and I ate something, and got drunk, and I unfroze the Old Man. I had all this weird extra Force energy that wasnāt mine that I couldnāt absorb, so I used it to heal his minor wounds. I didnāt know what to do, Rey. I never made plans for the future. I didnāt think I would have one.ā
Han brought the food to the table.
Rey stabbed at her eggs, and jammed bacon into her fist, taking bites from each.
Ben bent low over the table, crouching over his plate, and although he ate with utensils, he shovelled his food into his mouth.
"Cute couple. OK, kids. Some of us gotta get to work, today. Ben, I hafta go talk to that asshole Fett, make sure our agreements are still good, and give him his cut of your last bounty. I'm taking all your weapons and Rey's with me in the speeder. And Rey? The couch and chairs were Boba Fett's. The kid is his new favorite person. He bought some new shit, so he gave us the old shit."
"Niner! Help me do the dishes." Ben shouted for his droid.
"After this? We'll hit the 'fresher and then get some sleep. Eventually."
