Kylo stood silently at his desk, within his quarters, when he felt the bond rippling into effect. It didn't fully connect, the surroundings silenced, and in his mind, he could hear her.

"We need your help. Pasaana."

The connection closed as quickly as it had opened; they both knew to open it properly given their plan was too dangerous. Kylo immediately activated his communications and told Captain Peavey to head for that sector of the galaxy, not Pasaana exactly but close enough for him to fly there independently.

On Pasaana, Rey sat with Chewie, Poe and Finn watching the festival, dusk was falling, and soon it would be night. Fires had been lit as dusk began to fall and the night air chilled, but still, the Aki Aki danced while their fabric kites and flags fluttered in the sky. They had managed through talking with the humans and C-3POs interpretation to gather that it was a festival to the ancestors, a prayer to the Force rather than a celebration. The Aki Aki were Gatherers like those on Batuu, they were keepers of the Force and lived their lives in harmony with all, dedicating their lives to balance. Their dances told the stories of the ages, light and dark, war and peace, passing the knowledge from generation to generation through movement and song. As Rey sat smiling, enjoying the elaborate dances and colours, she felt the bond flicker.

"I'm coming."

A single phrase uttered, one only Rey could hear. She knew it would take some time for Kylo to arrive, but he was coming. The tribe had kindly offered shelter for the night; all she had to do was wait. Waiting, despite her general lack of patience, was something she excelled at. She'd know when he was nearer she'd feel his presence.

Within Pasaana's system, the Finalizer sat in the vastness of space. Their leader had given no further instructions. It was never desolate or silent on board a ship of this magnitude, shifts were taken for sleep, but nothing was left unattended. There were times where less crew manned the hangars and having just arrived at their location with no further instruction, the main bridge and instrument panels were quieter, the principal officers and crew taking a well-earned break. Kylo left the Finalizer in his Tie Interceptor. He'd informed no one, the hangar hadn't been empty, but he'd required no help from those on duty and given who he was no one questioned him or approached him. His reputation for being spoken to or interrupted proceeded him. Kylo exited the hangar and headed to Pasaana; all tracking devices disarmed he couldn't take any risks. He had no sector coordinates no specific point he could aim for bearing wise just a feeling, a feeling of where she was. Dawn had just come to the section he flew towards. As he flew the grey twilight sky was left behind and he entered a brightening horizon, hues of yellow, mustard, white and brown. Slowly he made his way across the sand dunes towards a rockier landscape ahead; she was nearby he knew it.

A beam of dawn sunlight glimmered across Rey's face from within her tent shelter. She opened her eyes slowly as it glinted through the fabric opening of the tent as it swayed in the light desert air. She felt his presence; he was close. She left her tent, informing Finn, Poe and Chewie before heading out of the shelters away from the valley. The further she moved away from the settlement, the faster she moved until she was sprinting towards the open dunes. She stood now breathing hard, stilling her mind. As Leia had instructed her to when meditating within the Force, she visualised the ship he piloted, his gloved hands upon the controls. She could hear it in the distance, but in her mind she could see it, speeding across the flats, close to the ground.

How much could they test just how connected they were, she wondered? She knew he could see her as she saw him. She unclipped her lightsaber from her belt. The roaring of the Interceptor increasing as he raced towards her, he was not reducing his speed, and she saw no sign of him doing so. It was like training, testing how far they could genuinely see the intentions of the other. She ignited her saber and turned to look away, to challenge herself further to give herself over to the Force, to trust in it. She started running, it was difficult on the sand, so dry and soft it shifted beneath her feet, but these were only physical sensations. Her physical strength, her physical surroundings were inconsequential to what the Force could provide. She could run faster, jump higher if she allowed it to flow if she allowed herself to be its conduit. Behind her, she could hear the Tie Interceptor screaming as it raced up behind her, she didn't need to turn to know how close it was behind her, or how close it was to the ground. He wasn't reducing the speed or changing his course, but if he thought he would hurt her, he could do something, but they both knew that wouldn't happen. As the Interceptor was about to mow her down, she summoned all her might and flew into the air. Her drawn lightsaber was giving her balance and momentum as she spiralled over the top of the Interceptor. As she drifted over the top, she caught a glimpse of the skilled pilot within the cockpit. She landed lightly in the soft sand behind the Interceptor and watched as the Interceptor looped up to avoid an oncoming rock formation spinning skywards to reduce the speed before returning gracefully back to the dunes and disappearing between two cliffs.

Rey stood and waited for the pilot of the Interceptor as a light hot breeze swayed the loose strands of her hair until a dark figure emerged from the rocks, hair and cape swept about him. Rey gave an apprehensive shudder, but Kylo's stride towards her showed no such misgivings as though the sand beneath his feet didn't make it difficult to walk, as though the heat of the day didn't affect him. Behind her standing on one of the rock formations, Rey knew Finn and Poe stood to wait having surveyed the entire encounter. Kylo stopped just a little distance from her a mild smirk upon his face. They didn't need to discuss what it was in reference to. Their bond was so strong they'd been able to visualise the intentions of the other. They were both impressed and surprised by the clarity and ability that flowed between them. Was he going to make a snide comment as he had on Kef-Bir, she thought not.

"This way," she said, turning and heading towards the Aki Aki tribe and Suncas's cave. She didn't need to turn to know he was following.

At the rock where Poe and Finn were, she paused, waiting for them to scramble back down and join them. Poe lept off the cliff and stalked towards Kylo. Kylo had stopped when Rey had and had kept a polite distance behind her. Poe looked furious his lips tight, and his eyes had an unfamiliar dark tone. Poe stopped in front of Kylo, staring directly up at him, he was breathing rapidly, and Rey could tell he was trying to make a decision. Kylo looked back without emotion or malice, patiently waiting for whatever Poe was trying to decide. Poe took one deep breathe the decision made and punched Kylo in the face hard, a decently weighted right hook. Kylo's head veered to one side, but other than that his posture somehow remained unchanged, hands at his side. His hair had fallen across his face, and he pursed his lips containing his anger. He then, purposefully and slowly turned his head back towards Poe, saying nothing but holding Poe's gaze, inviting another punch if that was what Poe wanted. Poe gave a dissatisfied smirk.

"I don't trust you".

"Duly noted," Kylo replied. He turned from Poe and looked at Finn, raising an eyebrow in open invitation. Finn pointed Rey's staff at him.

"We're watching you, don't try anything."

Kylo smirked at that comment from Finn.

"Are you lot done?" Rey asked exasperatedly, "we have work to do. Come on." Rey continued to lead the way, and behind her, all three men followed; Kylo silently, Poe and Finn grumbling to themselves.

They entered the cave, and Rey lit the way again with her saber until they reached Suncas's home where Suncas and Chewie sat waiting. C-3PO stood by the entrance to Suncas's home, BB8 at his side.

"Master Ben. So good to see you again."

Kylo almost smiled at his mother's droid, his childhood companion that was until he saw Chewie rise from where he sat and head straight towards him. He froze on the spot apprehension washing over his features as the Wookie, without even a howl or grunt extended his arm, grabbed Kylo around the neck, picking him up off the floor and slammed him into the cave wall bellowing at him. Sandy dust fell upon their heads from the roof above. His roars were bloodcurdling as he held Kylo in a ferocious grip. Rey had initially watched utterly astounded until her shock broke, and she immediately went to Chewie's arm, trying to loosen his grip on Kylo's neck.

"Chewie stop, stop! We need him. Stop!"

BB8 squealed, the little droids head spinning on its spherical body agitatedly. Kylo was struggling to breathe while both hands held Chewie's giant hand on his neck, his feet struggling to acquire a footing as he was held just off the floor. Chewie thrust his face closer to Kylo's while maintaining his grip on him and barked one more time then let go and stepped back. Kylo fell onto all fours coughing. Rey bent at his side and gently touched his shoulder, but he forcefully shrugged her off. Kylo held a had to his throat coughing and spluttering as he slowly stood up, standing as straight as he could manage, his neck red from where Chewie had held him. Rey hadn't seen him like this since Crait, he was almost panting, but the struggling to breathe wasn't from physical exertion but emotional. Chewie proceeded to growl and bawl at Kylo, a sequence Rey understood all too well as she tried to keep her own emotions in check. Han.

Kylo's jaw was tense, and he was breathing hard, "I know. I know Unc... I'm sorry. I'd take it back if I could but I can't." In between each short statement, Kylo gave a laboured pant, his shoulders rising and falling quickly, his head shaking slightly, "I can't."

Chewie howled sadly at Kylo before he retreated to Suncas's library area. Everyone else stood staring at Kylo, his face looked crestfallen, but as Suncas approached him that mournful look was quickly replaced by uncertainty.

"Well, well how very interesting," the alien ancient said, his dual-trunks having curled up around his face one reached out to touch Kylo's face, and he closed his bulbous eyes.

Kylo flinched away rather disgusted as the trunk stopped just before it reached him and moved around as though attempting to read his aura. His eyes flitted to Rey bewildered, but she merely shrugged. Suncas reopened his eyes and then took Rey's hand and Kylo's and led them to the little fire around the central seating area of his home. Above the minor blaze, his little kettle boiled gently, and he again offered everyone a small cup of warm water infused with leaves. They sat upon the worn rag rug and accepted his offering.

"I never thought I would live to see the Dyad," he mused gazing at Rey and Kylo wondrously.

Kylo had placed his cup on the ground next to him without sipping.

"The Dyad?" he asked.

"Two that are one. The living embodiment of the Force in human form. Powerful light, from darkness," he gestured to Rey, "powerful dark, from light" he gestured to Kylo, "but stronger as one."

Poe and Finn gave each other confused and discerning looks as Suncas got up and went over to where Chewie sat amongst his books he began with both hands and both trunks pawing through the ancient scripture muttering to himself until he found what he was looking for. He flipped through some thin mottled pages and then read aloud as he walked back to them upon the rug.

"First comes the day, then comes the night,

After the darkness, Shines through the light,

The difference they say is only made right

By the resolving of Grey through refined Jedi sight."

"What?" Rey asked quizzically.

"Journal of the Whills, your union has been foretold, prophesied for thousands of years and now it is your coming together that will finally restore balance."

Rey looked from Suncas to Kylo, confused and frightened.

"Is this why you called me here?" Kylo asked her, seemingly annoyed.

"No," she answered beckoning Poe forward and removing an artefact from the satchel he wore and placing it on the floor between them. The sight of the object made Kylo's breath catch in his throat.

"Where did you get this?"