Hey Everyone, Here's my next story here. Hope you will enjoy it now. Anyway, Just wanted to let you know that another story by your's truly here, and it will be a crossover between Star Wars and Battlestar Galactica. Will do my best to get this right, so please be patient if I miss something because I haven't seen the show in a long time.

Summary: The Galactica and her fleet manage to come into the Star Wars galaxy, and the Galactic Alliance will be helping them out and offer refuge to anyone wanting to stay. Will the Galactica accept their offer, or continue running from the Cylons? You have to read to find out and will Brian finally find that someone special as well? Let's see what happens in this now. Enjoy!

Enroute to investing mysterious ships

Brian and his wingmen of Black Squadron followed the signals that the Avenger had found. He flew his fighter that he and his father and built from the old Jedi Starfighters that were in the Jedi Temple. He loved the work that they had put into it, and it showed! He activated his shields and weapons, and addressed his wingmen to do the same. They neared the area where the signals were coming from, and Brian found the frequency that the strange ships were using.

"Unidentified craft, this is Jedi Knight Brian Skywalker. You have entered the galaxy of the Galactic Alliance. Identified yourselves before further action is taken." Brian told them.

"This is Capt. Apollo of the Battlestar Galactica. We come in peace and looking to speak with someone in charge here to help us against the Cylons."

"Alright then. You will be escorted by myself and my wingmen to the Avenger. If this is some sort of trick, you will be disabled and brought on board by tractor beam. Do you copy?"

"I copy that." Apollo said to Brian.

Brian and his wingmen surrounded the ships and escorted them to the Avenger. Then the other pilot spoke to Apollo while Brian listened in.

"Apollo, will you look at that ship. It's about as big as the Galactica. She would be a great help in fighting the Cylons. I wonder how many ships…"

"Cut the chatter pilot number two. This isn't a tour now. Keep quiet until we get on board." Brian instructed the other pilot.

Everyone flew in silence now, and headed towards the Avenger. They finally landed, and everyone disembarked from their ships. There was a squad of Troopers to greet the two unknown pilots, and their weapons were taken from them. Brian came over to them, and spoke with them.

"This is better now to be seeing you. I'm Brian Skywalker, Jedi Knight." Brian said with a smile on his face.

"I'm Capt. Apollo, and this is Lt. Starbuck. We're from the Battlestar Galactica, and we could use some help now." Apollo told Brian.

"Help in what why?"

"We're fleeing from a race of beings called Cylons. It's a long story, but hopefully someone can help us out." Apollo said to Brian.

"Never heard of a Cylon before? What are they?" Brian asked.

"We never heard of a Jedi Knight before either." Starbuck said in a smart mouth.

For some reason, Brian thought that this Starbuck reminded him of Han with the smart mouth now. He then brought his attention back to the situation in hand.

"Look, we can most likely get you to Coruscant and the Galactic Alliance and help you out. Where are the rest of your ships at then?" Brian asked.

"Just outside of this galaxy. We were on patrol when you found us. I'm surprised we made this far before now." Apollo mentioned to Brian.

"We just arrived a couple of hours ago for our patrol out here on the Outer Rim of the galaxy." Brian told them.

Brian felt through the Force that they were telling the truth, and ordered the Troopers to stand down. He then escorted the two pilots with Troopers not too far in case something did happen. Brian told Capt. Needa to send a transmission to Coruscant to inform them of the situation out here. Brian hopes that help can arrive and something can be done. Apollo told Brian and Capt. Needa that the Galactica was escorting two-hundred and twenty civilian ships that most did not have Lightspeed capabilities. Hopefully something can be done to help these people out. Little did they realize that things were both going to be good and bad.