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Six months later
Rey is breathing hard and sweat is running down her skin as she grits her teeth and pushes. She growls, tightening her grip on Ben’s hand.
‘You can do this. Come on, sweetheart. You can do this.’ Ben encourages and Rey glares at him, baring her teeth at him, sweat rolling down her temple.
Rey feels the urge to push, and so she does. And she does with a loud grunt, teeth clenched and brows furrowed.
A big final push and Rey lets out a loud breath as their baby enters the world.
‘You have a son.’ Dr. Kalonia announces with a warm smile as she tends to their baby.
Ben can’t hide the mix of absolute joy and love and fear and trepidation in his expressive eyes as Rey beams brightly.
‘Thank you.’ Ben croaks, as he gazes adoringly at his wife.
‘Thank you so much.’ He adds, tears flooding his eyes.
Their little boy is wrapped in a swaddling and placed gently in Rey’s arms and she can’t stop the happy tears that spill from her eyes.
It had been a fairly easy few months since the fire that gutted Varykino and they fled in secret to their new home on Yavin 4.
Leia and Luke had confronted Senator Pire on Coruscant just before he was about to go in and inform the senate that Ben Solo was Kylo Ren. It hadn’t ended well for the Senator. He was thrown out of office under a cloud of shame after Leia expertly out maneuvered him. Showing him for what he really was – an Empire symathiser who had a cache of weapons ready and waiting for his moment to overthrow power and re-establish the role of Chancellor.
This all meant that Ben’s secret past was still a secret. One that he was still forced to live with every single day. It had brought conflict into his and Rey’s marriage – while he wanted to purge himself of his past and atone for his sins, she told him that he needed to move on and focus on the future. Their future and their child.
Eventually Ben had relented and accepted that his past was just that – the past and he could never change what had happened. So he accepted his life and that had made the very final weeks of Rey’s pregnancy full of love and joy.
And now they were whole, them in their little family, just the three of them. Finding identity, a home and a belonging with one another.
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