FREE FALLING ━━ p. dameron ✓

epilogue ~ one

As soon as the Falcon's touched down on Ajan Kloss, Poe whisks me away. He wants me. And I want him. It's as simple as that.

And now, we're curled up against each other, underneath Poe's blankets. He's lying on his back, one hand behind his head, the other around me. I'm lying on my side, curled against him, my arms wrapped around his stomach.

I let out a sigh and close my eyes, evening my breathing. The bed creaks as Poe shifts slightly.

He must think I'm asleep because he says-

"I want to marry you Wren. I want you to have my last name and my ring."

I smile and open one eye. "Ask me tomorrow Dameron."

"I-what?"

I giggle softly. "Ask me tomorrow."

Poe pauses before nodding. "Alright. I'll ask you tomorrow Birdy."

There's a silence and for once, I actually fall asleep. No dreams. No nightmares of my mother and brother. Just darkness.

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When I wake up, there's bright sunlight shining in my eyes. I sit up and stretch, yawning. I rub my eyes but keep the blankets drawn around me.

I glance down and see that Poe is still sleeping. Now that I'm gone, he wraps his hand around himself and murmurs something in his sleep.

I small laugh escapes my lips and I stand up, searching for my clothes. I find my underwear and bra and I slip those on. Instead of finding my pants, I search through Poe's drawers.

Finally, I find a T-shirt of his. It's large on me but that's ok. I slip it on and crawl into bed beside my boyfriend again.

I still sit up in bed. I watch Poe now. He's so peaceful when he sleeps. So handsome. So-

He jolts awake. "Wren?" He asks nervously. His voice and eyes are still filled with the residue of sleep.

I shush him and place my hand on his bare chest. "I'm here baby." I say quietly. Poe blinks a couple of times and his hand comes up to cover mine.

"You're alright? You're fine?"

"I'm safe. We're just on Ajan Kloss. What's wrong? Did you have a nightmare?" I ask soothingly, trying not to pester him much.

He's had these often now. Nightmares of Starkiller are resurfacing again. Nightmares of the Battle of Exegol are common. Every time, the first thing he asks is if I'm ok. And in the uncommon occurrence that we're not in the same room, he'll come running looking for me.

I don't complain. I know that he's scared of losing me. I'm scared of losing him too.

"I-I saw Snaps...." Poe trails off. I squeeze my eyes shut. Snaps is another hole in my heart that I have to carry. I have one for my dad, for my mom, for Ben, for Snaps, and for Lula. My best friend.