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Rey comfortably nested into Ben’s side, their fingers intertwined, sympathetically watching Han struggle to make heads or tails from their story. The man was blinking confusedly and rubbing his temple as Leia valiantly fought with her desire to drop a comment or two.
“OK, hold on, let me get this straight. So you two,” Han pointed between Ben and Rey, “are married.”
They both nodded enthusiastically.
“Correct.”
“You two,” he pointed between Rey and Armitage, “are not.”
“No.”
“But we were engaged.”
Han nodded to himself. “You two are..?” he pointedly looked at Poe’s and Armitage’s clasped hands.
“Figuring it out,” the former responded with a grin.
“You two..?” he eyed Finn and Rose suspiciously.
“Have been married for three years, thank you very much,” the girl responded primly, adjusting a wriggly Rian on her lap.
Han nodded. “And you?”
Gwen lazily swirled the wine in her glass. “Considering my options.”
Rey felt pity for the Solos who had to deal with so many people at such short notice. Good thing the Solos’ house was big enough to accomodate them all when it became apparent that the aftermath of all the drama was much easier to deal with if the main participants were out of the country.
The older man shook his head, baffled. “Jesus. Kids these days.”
His spouse and son sent him disapproving glares.
“Han!”
“Dad!”
“What? In my day you saw a woman, she put you in your place, you got married and that's it,” he grumbled.
Leia looked amused. “Really now?”
“Well, there might have been a thing or two in between,” Han mumbled sheepishly. “Anyway…”
“And what fun is there in that?” Poe reasonably pointed out.
“Kiddo, you’ll give your mother grey hair way too soon.”
Ben snorted, making Han narrow his eyes at him.
“So will you.”
“I would rather he gave me pretty grandkids to spoil,” Leia commented offhandedly, making both men groan.
“Right, so what are you going to do now?”
Rey smiled at her husband. “We’re reconciling.”
“We want to do it properly this time around,” Ben agreed, gently kissing her fingers. They had messed up enough for a lifetime and didn’t want any more of that nonsense.
“We decided to see how things go from here,” Poe butted in.
His partner smiled bashfully.
“I want to figure out for myself who Armitage Hux is without all the pressure and expectations. Preferably in the US. I’m not sure my family is eager to see me right now,” he winced slightly. “Besides, I’m on vacation.”
“Yeah, about that.” Poe looked at him expectantly.
Armitage nodded. “Rey, I want you and Ben to go on our honeymoon trip.”
Her eyes rounded in shock. It had cost a fortune!
“What? No, it’s yours.”
“Please. It’s already paid for and I feel guilty for everything,” her ex-fiance asked.
“You two need to reconnect anyway, why not do it on a tropical beach?” Poe added.
He had a point there.
“They are right,” Ben murmured quietly, leaning in to kiss her temple.
Rey hummed in pleasure. That decided it.
“All right.”
The two of them beamed at each other like the besotted fools they were.
“We’re going home,” Rose announced. “This was one hell of a weekend.”
“But we’re very happy for you, Peanut,” Finn added with a smile.
“I’m keeping an eye on these two dumbasses,” Gwen nodded toward Poe and Armitage, “and maybe looking for an eligible bachelor of my own. By the way, great wine.”
Leia’s smile was proud. “Alderaanian vintage.”
Phasma blinked. “Seriously? Remind me your surname again?”
“Organa-Solo.”
Rey noted the odd look on Gwen’s face but couldn’t quite place it. Then again, it didn’t matter now that she was finally getting her happy ending.
“I’m so glad that everything worked out so well for all of us. I was unfit for that fancy Mrs, Hux life anyway.”
Ben chuckled. “Define fancy.”
“All of this noblesse oblige, family feuds, ancient prejudices, I just want a small, quiet not-so-noble life.”
As she talked, her fiance went very still, and everyone aside from Finn and Rose started looking at her strangely.
“You didn’t tell her?” Leia’s tone was oddly high-pitched.
“Mom…”
“Tell me what?” Rey frowned, puzzled by the development.
“You seriously don’t know?”
“Know what?”
Ben’s eyes were like saucers. “You said you googled me!”
“I did! There’s almost nothing on you.”
“Rey, I have my own Wikipedia page!”
She blinked, both confused and alarmed. How was that possible? The only page she saw was...
“You’re kidding. Benjamin Solo…”
“Wait, does your marriage certificate say that?” Leia asked sharply.
“Yes?”
The woman huffed. “I’ll kill Lando. My son’s name is not Benjamin Solo.”
“ What?! ” Goodness, had she married a spy?
“His name is Benjamin Bail Organa-Solo Skywalker,” Leia enunciated, side-eyeing her son.
Han coughed. “Ahem, Duke of Theed, ahem.”
Rey sharply turned to her husband. “What the fuck, Ben? How could you not tell me you’re nobility?”
“I thought you knew,” he protested weakly, looking at her nervously.
“How is that possible? You’re American!”
“Double citizenship.”
“You work! For the embassy!”
“For Alderaan. Look, it’s a small country, all hands on board.”
“You… you… are a duke?!”
“Technically he’s also a prince, sweetie,” Leia gently interjected.
He what now?
“Which returns us to the matter at hand. You see, without his full name on the certificate, Alderaan won’t recognize the marriage.”
“Fucking Lando,” Han grumbled quietly.
“It’s easier to redo the ceremony altogether,” his wife continued. “Properly. It’s a royal wedding, after all.”
“At least we’ll be witnesses this time,” Finn awkwardly tried to lighten the situation.
“I can help with arrangements,” Rose nodded with enthusiasm.
“Autumn is the best season,” Gwen said authoritatively.
“Rey, what do you think?”
She gaped like a fish out of water. Why was this happening to her?! Who did she kill in her past life?!
“Rey?”
“Peanut?”
“Sweetheart, say something.”
Oh crap, where was her phone? Could she still book a flight and get out of there? It won’t be that long, right? She said the only thing she could think of.
“Oh blast it!”