TROS - 7/10 - Mind Trick Finn

“Rey?” Finn turned to see what had made her pause.

His face was still dusty from their tour of the tunnels, and as usual his inherent kindness and concern were smeared all over his features. She would not allow him to be hurt by what was coming. She would protect her friend, even if it meant doing something she was pretty sure Leia wouldn’t approve of.

“I’ll be right behind you,” she said gently.

He frowned.

She gave a little push with the Force and added, “It’s okay.”

He was wordless as she handed over her haversack and quarterstaff—everything save the lightsaber hooked to her belt. She felt his eyes on her back as she descended the rocks and—avoiding the shifting mires this time—sprinted out onto a wide, flat stretch of desert.

Go, Finn, she thought, pushing a little harder with the Force.

She didn’t dare to look and see if he obeyed, because all her attention was drawn to a black mote on the horizon, flying fast and low, approaching her.

She squared her shoulders as the mote became a TIE fighter. His TIE fighter. She wasn’t sure how yet, but she would not give ground. She would protect her friends. At any cost.

(...)

“Thank goodness you’re here!” said the first trooper, his shoulders going slack.

“Welcome, guys!” said the second.

Poe leaned over and whispered in Finn’s ear: “Does she do that to us?”
Of course not. She’d never—no, wait…she definitely would. To protect them. To keep one of them from following her into the desert and getting run down by Kylo Ren’s TIE fighter.

Oh, hell.

“We’re looking for a prisoner,” Rey said.