You looked at yourself in the Durasteel. Nonchalantly walking through the chaos on the ship. You admired your outfit admittedly it was very flattering but your face had seen better days. Your intentions to re-join Kylo and Hux in the shuttle seemed to falter each step you took. Your fingers ebbed back from your saber which you hadn't realised you'd been stroking out of comfort.
"Why do I constantly have to baby him?" a few more laboured steps.
"No you know what I don't even care let him have Rey...she's prettier...better with the force... she clearly has a bond with him-"
"____," your name resonated from behind you snapping you from your chiding. You knew the voice it was dip dyed with her signature, somewhere between senses, or perhaps something small and crying.
"Lu-?" You turned to face Lucia but was knocked backwards as she squished you into a hug, obscured by something which seemed to be sandwiched between you.
"Why are you here she sobbed," pulling away to what you could now see was her huge bump.
"Oh-" your mind faded off as you stared blatantly at her stomach, "I was in the neighbourhood..."
"I am so sorry for nearly killing you..." more tears fell from her cheeks.
"It's fine. I assure you if I had wanted you off me I could have capably done so."
She smiled now, laughed even, perhaps it was the hormones but the bump on her stomach had seemed to have mellowed your opinion of her.
"So..." she cooed now, "does Kylo know you are in the neighbourhood...?" she loved the gossip, way too much for her own good, I mean it wasn't as though the ship was exploding or anything.
"Well yes... I...we...him and Hux..." you stumbled as you grabbed her hand impatiently. You began pulling her along at a brisk pace to keep her moving.
"You saw Hux!!! You've seen fucking Hux and I'm carrying his baby!?" she fumed and your intentions to keep her mind off the fact you were practically dragging her to the shuttle doors seemed to have been accomplished.
"Yes I saw him. I'm taking you to him now. Please don't whittle on about how you've been looking for him. I know. I can hear your thoughts. Likewise they're not in the right order. I'm entirely hung over and I can't deal with the shambles that's going on not only in your brain but in your stomach too. I don't think you quite realise how impossibly hard it is to block when you're hung over."
"You can hear my babies thoughts too?" she gawked stumbling over her own feet as she now danced to keep up with you.
"Yes..." you paused for reflection - how to explain the force to someone who wasn't sensitive to it popped into your brain - "No...I can't explain it, she doesn't understand English yet so it's more like the weight of her presence."
"It's a girl!" she shouted now.
Your mental despair flooded your complexion and you tried and failed to carry on walking without acknowledging her question.
Without a response from you Lucia frowned her pace had slowed and now she was almost stationary, you turned to face her. She was pouting and staring at the ground, you hadn't needed the force to see the cogs in her brain physically turning to form a coherent sentence, "I've been begging Hux to ask Kylo for months to tell me the gender," you gave a lopsided smile, too agitated to keep up a facade. Angry at the fact you were stupid enough to let go of her hand earlier, you regained it and started a steady pace once more to get her to the command shuttle before the three of you died a horrible death.
"It's not an exact science you know Lu," you groaned trying to keep her intentions on walking.
You turned to look at her sulking face before a throbbing pain pulsed through your skull, "fuck" you wheezed Lucia overtaking you now.
"What is it?" she asked impatiently.
"Something wrong in the command shuttle, there are a million frenzied thoughts right around the corner and fuck, they're so painful to listen to."
"Stop being a child it's just a hang over," she said grumpily. You had really wished you could keep up with her amalgamation of emotions but it wasn't working.
You slowly pushed yourself up from the floor not realising you had dropped to your knees, "oh fuck the command shuttle's not moving!" you shouted now storming onto the shuttle leaving Lucia behind.
"Come on then, what is going on?" you sighed as you entered.
"Don't ask her!" Kylo fumed, sending Hux a biting stare.
Your eyes scrambled over the ship. It wasn't humming, or vibrating or making any noise for that matter.
Not wanting to explode with the rest of Snoke's ship, you put on your power-suit and made Hux your target, "Hux. Let's get real here, despite Kylo's need to think he's the Supreme Leader at this point, I brought your kittens," you bit your lip as you stared dead pan at him, "and I don't think you want them to die..."
The other members of the team on board all turned their attention to Hux and their thoughts escalated ten fold. As if by chance Lucia entered the shuttle slowly and carefully, panting slightly.
He looked at you and then at Kylo, snarling, "fix the ship..."
You smirked at him.
"NOW!" he shouted not wanting to have to deal with the power play or more likely the constant spat you and Kylo found yourselves in.
Kylo move...you growled to him through the force. You couldn't comprehend why you felt so confident in that moment. It wasn't like you could think straight, what with everyone's immense attention and dependency on you. How likely was it that you could fix the ship?
You scanned the controls for an indication as to what was causing an issue, "oh fuck" you mumbled, "what do I have to work with?"
Hux pointed to the distinct lack of utensils the last engineer must have left in there. You closed your eyes and took in a deep breath grabbing the bundle of wires a wrench and a pair of pliers.
"I need electrical tape. Please tell me one of you has some?" you looked about the room, eye to eye with a plethora of blank expressions, "no? Well fuck let's hope Kylo didn't slash up my secret stash with one of his child like tantrums!" you groaned as though he wasn't stood slap bang in the middle of the room.
You couldn't tell what he was thinking, your brain capable of only one task at the moment. Though you assumed it would have been something like 'how dare she make a fool of me, I am her supreme leader' you chuckled at the thought.
"Something funny?" Kylo said impatiently through gritted teeth.
You ignored him sliding to the back of your old work station and rummaged the hollow panel there, a screw driver, a empty chocolate packet, a nut and bolt, a uniform button and finally some electrical tape.
Everyone followed you with their watchful eyes as you regained position against the wall adjoining the controls, "so what is it?" Kylo huffed.
"It's the compressor," you said squatting to remove the panel from below you. The action it's self onset a head rush.
"Then get rid of it! I don't have time for your painfully slow attitude."
"Kylo." You dropped the wrench and panel with a loud clatter, spinning around and gritting your teeth, "Commander Ren if I remove the fucking compressor the ship won't move. Do you understand what a compressor does? It compresses! People don't build ships like. Fuck it shove a compressor in there and heck why not add a calcinator just for a laugh! Either stand there and be quiet or go and sit in the back because I can't deal with your presence right now!" you slammed your hands on the floor and pushed yourself up returning to your work.
Kylo was silent.
You tried to re-concentrate on the task at hand but Hux's thoughts suddenly drown you. Your previous dominating tone against the commander had turned him on. His sudden desire to keep down his erection like a pulse through your entire body, "Hux!" you took in a deep breath.
"What?" he said as though he had been caught.
"Do. Me. A. Huge. Favour...." you breathed between each word. Grabbing your spare wires, "stop thinking."
"Actually I agree with her on that." Kylo chided.
The rest of the crews attention went from you, to Hux, to Kylo and back to you.
You tried to ignore the tension and began rewiring the compressor. It was nothing but a damaged cable it was easily fixed but it would only be temporary. You'd have to rip out the entire panelling to fix it for the long term. Either that or Kylo would slowly run out of oxygen between here and returning to the another ship. You chuckled slightly at the thought of him slowly suffocating whilst screaming you had been right about a compressor being rather important. The logistics of it too complicated for him to comprehend.
"Which one of you can keep your thoughts at bay long enough to hold me a wire in place?" you asked.
Someone joined your side and you were happy to realise it was a female crew member, clearly needing out of the awkward as much as you did. You handed her the wires to hold together and began wrapping the tape around them to join them firmly.
You reattached the panel and waltzed to the controls. You grabbed Kylo by the hand and pushed his palm against the touch sensitive square. Kylo angrily snatched his hand back and ordered the poor pilot to go. He pulled up the rear ramp door and started to hover the machine.
"This better work!" Kylo cursed and took a seat. Hux took another next to Lucia and you opted for one further away from the both next to the young woman who had held your wires earlier. As you clicked in your seatbelt the ship went hurtling forward into the sea of black.
A/N sorry for updating later than I previously mentioned.
It's not like my usual 6 months late regime though so I pride myself on that at least.
Hope you enjoyed this one and get ready for some smut!
LOVE Y'ALL - Els <3