Deadly Love

Who's Dead

Rey's POV
I sit frozen in fear.

My lip shakes violently.

Hux is dead... There's no doubt.

Gwen let's out a silent cry.

Ben buries his head in my neck and I hear a chair leg drop.

"We can't just sit here." Finn says quietly.

"We can't stop him with a chair leg, we-" I tell Finn, then hear boots shuffling.

I hear someone heavily breathing outside the door.

The room goes quiet once again.

A sudden outburst scares me. "Hands up! Put your hands up!"

"My hands are up, they're up!" A man says with a shaky voice.

"Check the rooms." A police officer I assume says. "You check his body for a pulse."

The door bursts open and I see not a police officer, but a S.W.A.T. officer. The cans and boxes fall and cover the floor, but luckily none break open.

"Are you all okay?" He turns on the light.

"Just shaken." Finn says.

Ben let's me go and we get up. I help Gwen up and hug her. I feel her tears drip onto my shirt. I squeeze her and rub her back.

She sighs and releases me. We kick the boxes out of our way and shuffle out.

"Hux!" Gwen shouts and I see him... breathing and alive.

Gwen and Hux embrace and Ben pushes past me and hugs them both.

I hear sobbing and smile as the happy reunion.

"Are you okay ma'?" A S.W.A.T. person asks.

"Yes, just shaken."

"Status on shooter?" Comes from his walkie talkie.

"Hold on." He instructs me. "Shooter disabled. Suicide."

"Copy that. Body count currently three. Injuried at five."

"Copy that." He puts away his walkie talkie. "Are you or do you know who Rey is?"

"That's me."

"You're the one who called?"

"Yes."

"You work here right?" He asks.

"Yes."

"Can you come and help us identify any of the victims?"

"Ummm..." I look over my shoulder at my happy friends. "Sure." I smile. "Or at least I'll try my best."

He nods and we exit the back area.

He holds the door open and I see blood right away.

"Her?" He nods to a body.

I shake my head and stare at the woman with a bullet through the heart.

He walks away and I follow.

"Him?" He nods to another.

I look at the man. Two bullets in the chest. "He was a regular here. Mike, I believe is his name."

"We're searching for his wallet currently for maybe an I.D."

"He usually sits at the bar."

"We'll check there then. Just one more body."

He walks past some booths and turns and stops.

I turn the booth and that's when I see him...

I let out a huge sob and nod my head, as I begin to shake again. My hand holds my mouth.

I look down at his motionless, bloody body.

I drop to my knees and begin to cry, bury my face into both hands now.

"Rey?" I hear Ben call.

I look over to the doorway.

"Rey are you alright?" He begins to rush over to me.

"Ben don't-" I try to warn him.

"Dad?"

"Ben I-" He holds up a hand.

"Rey." He holds out a hand. I accept it and he helps me up. He pulls me into a hug and begins to cry.

His tears drop and hit my shoulder. I can feel him shaking and he begins to sob.

"Ben I'm so sorry." I say.

He shakes his head in the nook of my neck.

"Sorry to interrupt, but can you give us his name please."

Ben straightens up. "Han Solo, he's my dad."