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Rey couldn't forget the look on Ben's face when she told him. He had just stared at her, uncomprehending of the truth that she had bestowed on him. "Ben?" She had hesitantly stepped closer to his body that towered over her and placed a small hand against his chest, feeling the comforting heat that was emanating off him. When he still hadn't answered she tried to choke back her tears and hide her nostalgia. After a few seconds, or minutes, or hours had passed, her attempts became futile and fruitless. "Ben?" She croaked. "Tell me what you are thinking right now, or I swear to the Force I will feed you to Naboo." She gritted her teeth and her hand, that was resting on Ben's chest balled into a fist.
"That's-that's.... it's....I-I.... this is w-wonderful." He answered while his callused hands brushed away the river of mixed emotions that was streaming down her face.
"How do you really feel?" She had seen beneath the smile that he had appeared to so effortlessly have plastered on his face.
"I don't know how to be a father Rey, but we are going to work it out." He moves his hands lovingly from her wet face to her stomach were a small bump had began to develop.
"We'll figure it out, we always do." As she utters the words that she had uttered so many times on so many different occasions, Ben leans down and gently kisses her.