Battles can go any number of divergent ways, so it can't be too surprising if in a galaxy very close by in a time not too distant, one played out a little differently. This time Kylo Ren was not crossing a bridge only for his father to find him and call out his given name. No, this time Kylo confronted Rey and Finn outside as Chewie and Han left the charges. The battle wasn't fueled by the grief and pain of a recent loss. They were fighting for their own lives but more so each other's. With Rey knocked out on the ground Finn fought bravely, but poorly against a much stronger adversary. Kylo was not bleeding or in pain from a wookie bowcaster and the last thing Finn remembers is white hot pain splintering through his body and the fear that there is no way to protect Rey now.

That is, until he opens his eyes in a medical bay in the resistance fleet. His body feels stiff and heavy. There are bandages wrapping him and monitors surrounding him. He doesn't know how much time has passed, but his mind goes right back to that cold landscape and Rey lying on the ground helplessly. He can't know she got up and fought. He can't know the way the bombs or Han and Chewie themselves might have changed the course of things. All he knows is he doesn't see her now.

"Rey!"