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Doing a quadruple post because of losing my work previously. I’m weird, I know.

Previously on “Into the Woods”, we got a look into Brain Bleach Hell, and Kylo and Rey decided to go flying. What happens next? We’ll see.



UNFORTUNATE IMPLICATIONS: 406

POD PEOPLE CHARACTERIZATION: 102

DIRE-LOGUE: 7

DO NOT WANT: 16

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We open with a GIF of Han saying “I have a really bad feeling about this.” Han, buddy, I feel your pain.

Then:

Like father like son really.

LADYOFLEITHIAN: Not really...

Ben fussed over Rey’s cloak for what felt like the hundredth time, stalling. Rey knew he was already reconsidering his agreement to take her flying, his fear of something happening to her ruling him. She slapped his hands away, giving him a stern look.

“It will be fine.” She assured him.

He remained skeptical, his lips drawn into a tight line. “I have a bad feeling about this.”

Rey rolled her eyes, glancing around at the frost covered roses of the courtyard. Distracted momentarily, she cocked her head to the side in question. “Ben... you used the beast’s power to keep them alive, didn’t you?”

He sighed, nodding his head. “It is the first thing I ever did. I don’t know if I even meant to. They were hers... and I-” He cleared his throat, his voice thick with emotion. “I just missed her.”


LADYOFLEITHIAN: That explains why he freaked out when Obi-Wan took a flower, but it doesn’t excuse what he did after.

Rey placed a hand over his heart, almost sorry she brought it up for the pain it caused him. “I understand completely.”

He nodded solemnly, eyeing her cloak warily. “Wrap your cloak tighter.” Ben urged.

Rey obliged, pulling the fur lined garment around her shoulders tighter and tying the ties at her throat more deftly. Ben tugged at the hood, tucking it about her ears and frowning all the while.

“Are you sure you want to do this?” He asked warily.

“Don’t worry so much, it will be fun!” Rey chided.

His expression did not waver, still looking uneasy about the whole thing. She reached to let a gloved hand draped over his forearm, squeezing in reassurance.

“You’re not going to let anything happen to me. I know it.” She assured him.

He nodded, affirming her or himself she did not know. He took a deep breath, stooping to let an arm sweep under her and pull her up against his chest. She wrapped her arms around his neck, pressing her face into the warmth of his chest.

He glanced down at her, leaning in so that his lips were at her ear. “Hold on.”

He crouched then, his wings unfurling from behind and spreading wide as they stretched outwards. He pushed off the ground in a leap that left flurries of snow sprouting around them as his wings beat heavily against the cold air. Rey chanced a glance at the blanket of snow that shrank below them, it falling further and further from view as Ben rose above the grounds. The castle grew small as he took her to new heights, his arms clutching her body close to ensure she remain in them.

He hovered high above, her face turning to his with wide eyes. He grinned at her shaken expression. “Ah, are you afraid after all? We can go back down.” He teased, his voice raised to reach her over the wind.

She shook her head fervently. “No! I am not afraid.” Although she was more trying to convince herself than him at this point.

“Then where to, brave girl?” He pressed.

She let her gaze fall over the treetops beyond, turning back to him with a determined expression. “Take me somewhere new.”

“As you wish.” He replied.

He gripped her tight, his wings beating behind him as he soared from the castle. They glided over trees and mountains and a never ending expanse of snow, Rey clinging to Ben for warmth as the biting winter wind threatened to cut through her cloak. She saw the appeal that Ben spoke of, although she was chilled she felt so free up here. As if there were no problems to be had.

She leaned to peer downwards at the blurring world below as often as she could, the forest seeming less dire from so far above. Ben’s expression was tight with concentration as they went, and she knew he was focusing on his grip on her.

She felt the cold creeping into her, the heavy fur of her cloak waning in its protection from the wind and she shivered roughly beneath it. Ben glanced at her, frowning as he slowed his pace. She shook her head, urging him onwards. She wanted to see whatever he had in mind. He pulled her close, his hand reaching to her head to tuck her head back into his chest as he tried offer her more warmth.

The place Ben sought neared apparently, as he inevitably slowed to a hover, his eyes scanning the ground in search of something. His gaze fell upon the point in question, and he swooped towards it with Rey in tow. The ground came slowly into view, widening as they drifted back downwards. When Ben sat her on her feet, she shuddered from the sudden ice that crept in her veins at the loss of his body heat.

He pulled her close, enveloping her in his wings as she nuzzled against the blaze of his skin. He tucked her beneath his chin, cocooning her in warmth and shaking his head.

“This was a bad idea. You’re freezing.” He chided.

She shook her head against his chest. “I’m okay, just give me a moment to warm up.”

He nodded begrudgingly, his arms tightening around her and boxing her in. It was several minutes before she felt her limbs begin to thaw, the biting cold unfurling from her lungs and allowing her to breathe easier. She tilted her head upwards at Ben, meeting his eyes.

“Where are we?” She asked.

He uncurled a wing and let it draw back behind him so as to allow her vision. “See for yourself.”

Rey took in the snow covered hill on which they stood, letting her gaze travel down the slope. Her mouth parted in surprise, taking in the blanketed ruins that lay below. She glanced back to Ben, who grinned wide.

“What is this place?” She asked.

He took her hand, leading her down the hill. “The remnants of an old fortress. It’s lay in ruin for as long as I’ve been alive and far longer. My father brought me here as a child.”


LADYOFLEITHIAN: Considering what shows up later, that was probably questionable parenting...?

Rey was beside herself with excitement, eager to explore the old ruins. In her enthusiasm she ran ahead, releasing Ben’s hand as he watched her run past him with amusement.

“Hurry up!” She called back at him.

He shook his head, grinning as he chased after her. She barreled down the hill, never slowing until she passed under the stone arch that led into the decrepit courtyard. Ben caught up to her, laughing softly as her head turned this way and that to take in their surroundings.

“It’s almost like you’re a child.” He teased.

“Hush. This is amazing!” She gushed.

He took her hand, pulling her towards the remains of the main structure. The roof had long caved in, leaving nothing but four stone walls spread wide on every side. He pushed through the rotted door that hung haphazardly from the rusted hinges, stepping aside so that she could follow after.

The inner walls were crumbling, wide gaps in the stone in various places that allowed them to see through several of the rooms from where they stood. The main room had a heavy oak table beset in the center, and stop its surface lay an aged map with tiny iron figurines scattered about.

“What’s this?” She asked curiously.

He ran a hand over the weathered parchment, prodding at a tiny figure. “War map.”

She frowned, having no memory of such a thing occurring. “There was a war?”

He nodded. “Decades ago. Neighboring warlord attempted to invade. I believe he called himself Sidious. He led an army of slaves.”

“What happened?” She asked.

“He eventually met his end by his own apprentice.” Ben informed her.

“How poetic.” She mused.

He nodded. “My grandfather fought in that war... before he disappeared.”

“What do you think happened to him?” She wondered.

He shrugged. “I guess we will never know. My mother never talked about him.”

“I’m sorry.” She offered.

He waved her off. “I never met the man. Don’t apologize.”


LADYOFLEITHIAN: So far, not a bad bit of worldbuilding. Kudos.

She nodded, tugging on his arm impatiently. “Let’s explore more!”

One corner of his mouth turned upwards, allowing himself to be pulled along by her eagerness. “Lead the way.”

Ben allowed himself to be pulled from room to room, giving in to Rey’s whims and enthusiasm. It was much later that they found themselves in the courtyard once more, Ben laughing as Rey pulled an old helmet off her head.

“Put it away, Rey. It’s rusted. You could cut yourself.” Ben chastised.

She raised an eyebrow as she tossed the decaying metal aside. “You worry too much.”

“About you?” He sighed. “Definitely.”

She grinned despite herself, shaking her head lightly and threading her hand through his. “Are you ready to go back? It’s getting late.”

He nodded down at her. “I wish we’d brought a second cloak. You’re going to freeze again.”

“That’s okay,” she simpered. “You can warm me up when we get back.”


LADYOFLEITHIAN: Rey doesn’t simper.

POD PEOPLE CHARACTERIZATION: 103

His nostrils flared, sucking in a shaking breath. “Let’s hurry.”

Rey laughed softly, feeling every bit of his eagerness. He pulled her along, moving towards the top of the hill. They had almost reached its peak when Ben stilled, pulling Rey behind him roughly. His nose went to the air, inhaling deeply as his eyes went wide.

He turned slightly, glancing back at Rey with a panicked expression. “Rey, you have to-”

He wasn’t allowed to finish the thought, as a dark shape suddenly collided with him, knocking him several feet away. Rey fell backwards as she watched the massive pile of white fur pin Ben to the ground, loosing wild snarls as it snapped at his face with wide jaws.

“Ben!” Rey cried. She scrambled to her feet, watching in horror as Ben fought the wild creature that tore into him with menacing claws. She couldn’t make out what it was, looking almost like a wolf but far bigger. Its claws gleamed black as they went for Ben, and Rey stood frozen, unable to help. She heard a growl sound behind her, and she reeled to see another creature lurking at the bottom of the hill. It’s eyes glowed red in the fading light, and yellowed fangs curled over its lip.

Fear gripped her, watching helplessly as it bound towards her. She stumbled backwards, her heart pounding in her ears as she let loose a scream. She closed her eyes, unable to watch as she accepted her fate.


LADYOFLEITHIAN: What. The flying. EFF?! Rey would have fought back; heck, Belle would have made an effort to fight back. This is just an excuse for Rey to be the damsel in distress so Kylo can save her.

UNFORTUNATE IMPLICATIONS: 407

And combined with all the other ways that Kylo’s made Rey capitulate, invaded her boundaries, etc...now that I think about it, the fluff isn’t fluffy, it’s just subtly creepy.

She waited to be struck down by the monster, confused when the blow never came. She peeked open an eye, seeing the creature now on its back, Ben straddling its chest as he gripped at its throat with his claws.

Ben’s face was contorted in rage, his jaws snapping wildly as his claws lacerated the creatures skin. She glanced behind her, seeing its companion bleeding out in the snow, a hole in its chest. Turning back, she gaped at the scene before her, Ben savagely attacking the monster with otherworldly strength. He reared back then swiping his claws across the creatures throat, tearing out the flesh there. The monster sputtered as blood gushed from its mouth, gasping for breath as it slowly died.


LADYOFLEITHIAN (sarcastic): Lovely.

When it faded away, Ben stood, his chest heaving and his hands coated in blood. He turned to her, his eyes dark and wide. He took a slow step towards her, breathing hard. He held his hands out in front of him, trying to offer her reassurance.

“Are you alright?” He rasped.

She nodded slowly. “Are you?”

“I’m fine.” He assured her. “I have to get you out of here. More could show.”

She moved into his waiting arms, and he cradled her against him tightly. She gripped his neck tight, burying into his chest as he took flight. The return trip took half the time, Ben moving at a furious pace as if spurred by his own fear. She could scent true regret from him, and she knew he blamed himself for their attack. She hated that he was shouldering what was certainly only bad luck, and she was prepared to fight him on the matter when he inevitably showed remorse over it.

When he was finally lowering her to her feet, his eyes were hard, his jaw tense as he looked down at her with a gloomy expression. She frowned, reaching between them to take hold of his chin and force his eyes to hers.

“None of that was your fault.” She informed him.

He tried to turn away, but she tightened her grip, not allowing it. “It wasn’t your fault.” She insisted. “Things happen.”

“I should have seen them coming.” He lamented.

Rey sighed. “You can’t do that to yourself. Look at me, I’m fine.”

“This time.” He grumbled.

“Ben... you can’t-” She tapered off, noticing then the wet warmth that seeped into her cloak. She peered downwards, pressing a hand to the deep vermillion bloom that had soaked the fabric, pulling it away and staring at it with wide eyes. The creatures hadn’t touched her, she was sure of it. Her eyes flew to Ben, noticing for the first time the jagged gash that bisected his abdomen. Rivulets of blood streamed out from the wound, and Rey felt wild panic bubbling up within her.

“Ben.” She gasped. “You’re wounded!”

He glanced downwards, noticing the tear in his skin and frowning. He met her eyes, shaking his head. “Don’t worry about it.”

“Don’t worry about it?” She shrieked, her pulse pounding in her ears as her stomach filled with ice. How could he not be concerned? He looked as if he would keel over any moment.

“It will be fine, Rey. Calm yourself. You’re panicking. I can scent it.” He fussed.

“Of course I’m panicking, you’re bleeding out and you don’t even seem concerned! We have to... we need-” She felt her head growing fuzzy, her limbs growing heavy as she stumbled backwards. Everything seemed so dark, shadows blooming in her vision as she felt herself falling. She heard Ben calling her name, his voice seeming far away and the last thing she remembered was his strong arms catching her before she hit the ground.


LADYOFLEITHIAN: This isn’t Rey. This just isn’t Rey.

POD PEOPLE CHARACTERIZATION: 104

“Rey? Please wake up. You have to wake up.”

She heard his voice, drifting at the edge of consciousness as she struggled to open her eyes. She felt so tired, as if all of her energy had been drained away from an outside source. Her eyes fluttered, feeling heavy and useless. She could just make him out, kneeling at the edge of their bed, his expression grim.

“Ben.” She murmured. “I’m sorry.”

“Shh.” He urged. “Don’t apologize. You fainted. I think it was all just too much for you.”

His eyes were sad somehow, and his jaw was set tensely as if he were anxious. She tried to sit up, but he pushed her back gently, not allowing her to do so.

“Lie still.” He ordered. “Rest.”

“Ben, I’m fine.” She insisted.

She forced herself into a sitting position, remembering what had caused her to lose her wits in the first place. She leaned to pull at his arms, wanting him to stand so she could assess his wound. He did so, and she was confused to find an already healing line across abdomen, the blood seeming to have long stopped. It was barely more than faint, pink scratch at this point.

She gaped at the marvel in front of her, at a loss. “How is this possible?”

He shrugged. “I told you. The beast protects his host.”

She blew out a shaky breath. “I can’t say I’m not pleased. I thought... I thought I’d lose you.”

“Everything is all right now. You need to rest. Why don’t you lie back down?” He asked anxiously.

She scented it then, a deep crackling of nerves that was laced with a dark anguish. What had caused him to be so upset?

“Ben... what’s wrong? Why are you fussing over such a silly thing as a fall? I’m fine.” She asked.

He took a seat on the bed, his elbows resting on his knees as he let his face fall to his hands. She scrambled to her knees, letting her arms snake around his chest as her chin fell to his shoulder. He sighed deeply, and she couldn’t begin to fathom what had him so downtrodden.

“How long have you been here, Rey?” He asked quietly.

She considered this, mentally calculating the time that had passed. “A month? Maybe more?”

He nodded. “I need you to know that I’m sorry.”

“For what?” She asked incredulously.

“I thought... we all thought that this couldn’t happen. That we had taken necessary precautions.” He rambled.

“Ben, what are you talking about?” She pressed.

He turned, pulling her close and tucking her into his body as he stroked her hair. “I won’t let it hurt you. I won’t.”

“Ben... are you struggling with Kylo? You can control it Ben, I know that you can.” She consoled.

He shook his head against her hair, letting out a deep breath. “That’s not what I mean.”

“Then what has you so afraid?” She pleaded, not knowing how to soothe him when she didn’t even know the cause of his distress.

“When you... when you fainted... your emotions were at an all time high.” He started tentatively.


LADYOFLEITHIAN: Not to mention she was acting wildly out of character.

She nodded, that making sense. She had felt so out of control in that moment.

He pushed her back, meeting her eyes. “Your scent... it was... it was so strong. So easy to read in that moment. I-” He swallowed, seemingly nervous to continue.

“Ben. You’re scaring me. What is going on?” She begged.

“Rey.” He breathed, his lips falling to her forehead in a lingering kiss. He was afraid, so very afraid. “I am so, so sorry. Whatever it takes, I’ll fix this. You’re going to be okay.” He promised.

He leaned then, his hand cupping her jaw as he stared into her eyes. His own were sad, full of a deep remorse that told her he was punishing himself for whatever plagued him. He glanced downward, his free hand coming to rest over her abdomen. “Rey... you are not alone.”


LADYOFLEITHIAN: Okay...Rey’s pregnant. Considering the fact that it’s not clear if the drug-induced-heat-related-sex got her pregnant or if another instance during the fic got her pregnant, the child may very well be a child by rape. And the way that Ben treats his own unborn child is just...I dunno.

UNFORTUNATE IMPLICATIONS: 409

We get a GIF of Beast saving Belle from the wolves, then...

Well... to those two people. I told you. Lol.
I bet you’re all wondering what that means for the little Satan Spawn. Don’t worry- all will be well. Eventually. I’m taking so many mf liberties here. *shrugs*


LADYOFLEITHIAN: No. Duh.

Also, you may have noticed the chapter count! I finally have it mapped out and this is our tentative ending. I’m trying to update every day that In Other Words doesn’t (yeah we’ll see how that goes) so take me seriously when I say it’s all going down soon.

LADYOFLEITHIAN: I knew it seemed too calm...

UNFORTUNATE IMPLICATIONS: 409

POD PEOPLE CHARACTERIZATION: 104

DIRE-LOGUE: 7

DO NOT WANT: 16








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