My first Resistance fic! I put this in the main Star Wars category, since there's no category for Star Wars Resistance, yet. Once there is one, I'll move it. This is going to be a three-chapter fanfic dealing with a few beats I feel that Resistance is missing, and would make the Hosnian Cataclysm more gut-wrenching for Kaz (and the fans). The first two chapters take place before the Doza Dilemma, since that's when the First Order make their final strike to take over the Colossus.

I do not own Star Wars: Resistance. It belongs to Disney.

Kaz sat on his bed and stared at his now damaged lucky trophy in thought. The platform has grown on him over the last five months to the point where he considered this place home, but still he felt an emptiness. Beebee-Ate rolled up to him and beeped in concern. Kaz smiled down at the droid.

"Hey, Beebee. Just feeling a little homesick." Kaz replied. Beebee-Ate beeped in acknowledgement and agreed. "Oh, you're feeling homesick too, huh?"

"Who's feeling homesick?"

Kaz and BB-8 looked up to see Neeku walking towards them. "We are, actually."

"Oh. I get homesick sometimes, too. Especially if I see a sandbox." Neeku said. "Or bantha milk or bantha meat."

"You're from a desert planet?" Kaz asked.

"Yes. Tatooine." Neeku nodded. "I love sand. It's smooth and soft and pleasing and doesn't really get everywhere if you're really careful."

Kaz chuckled. "That's not like my home planet. Mostly city skyscrapers and buildings."

"Oh, Coruscant?" Neeku guessed.

"Yeah." Kaz lied and nodded.

Just then, Yeager walked towards the two. "Kaz, I have a few boxes of tools I need to haul out here. Why don't you help me out? After that, you get the day off."

"Okay." Kaz replied, grateful for the distraction. He stood and followed Yeager to his office. "So, where are the tools?"

"They're in the back. But first..." Yeager pulled up a holo-communicator. "I figured you'd want to contact your family and friends on your home planet."

"Oh..." Kaz replied. He looked away. He hadn't spoken to anyone on Hosnian in months.

Yeager was surprised. "Thought you'd be a little more excited."

"Well, it's just..." Kaz sighed. "I didn't exactly leave on good terms. I told my friends and my father that I left the Navy to become a racer. They were less than thrilled about that."

"Time heals all wounds. Maybe they've forgiven you and they miss you." Yeager suggested.

"Maybe." Kaz shrugged.

"Only one way to find out." Yeager shrugged. He walked out. "I'll give you some privacy."

Kaz nodded and sent a transmission to his father. "Father, it's Kazuda."

There was a long pause, then Senator Xiono spoke. "I'm a little busy right now, Kazuda."

"I know. It's just been a few months since we spoke." Kaz replied.

"What is it that you want, Kazuda?" Senator Xiono asked, his voice dripping with exasperation.

'You to treat me like a son and not a nuisance.' Kaz thought bitterly. "Your forgiveness. I'm sorry I'm such a disappointment to you, and I'm sorry I bothered you. Won't happen again." He shut off the holocomm and sighed. He knew that was a mistake. He wondered if his friends felt the same way his father did. He took a deep breath and sent a transmission to his best friend Hugh Sion.

"Hello?"

"Hey, Hugh. It's Kaz." Kaz replied.

There was a short pause and Kaz braced himself for the worst. "So...you leave the Navy to become a racer. You don't call. You don't write..."

Kaz was relieved to hear the good-natured tone of his friend's voice. "I know. I'm sorry. I've just been busy trying to get my racing career off the ground."

"Oh, well, please tell me you at least won a race." Hugh said.

"I didn't." Kaz sighed. "I'm just working as a mechanic until I can afford to buy a new ship."

Hugh laughed. "What? Dude, you are so not a mechanic!"

"Well, I'm learning." Kaz rubbed the back of his head. "So, how about you? How's Mia? Are you guys still in intelligence gathering?"

"Mia is good. She misses you." Hugh replied. "We both do."

Kaz smiled. "I miss you guys, too."

"So, what planet are you on? We can come visit." Hugh said, hopeful.

"Castillon." Kaz replied. "But, this isn't a good time. The First Order has been coming around a lot lately, and there's pirates."

"Oh." Hugh replied. "Speaking of the First Order, what was that intel we almost died delivering to the Resistance about?"

Kaz remembered Poe telling him the First Order is planning a full-scale attack on the New Republic. "I don't want to cause a panic. Just know that the Resistance is doing everything they can to stop the First Order from hurting anyone."

"Shouldn't the Senate hear about it, though?"

"They're not gonna believe that intel or that the First Order is a threat." Kaz shook his head.

"Yeah, you've got a point there." Hugh replied and nodded. "Are you at least going to visit?"

Kaz hesitated. "Not until I've won a race. I don't want to come home with my tail between my legs."

Hugh nodded in understanding. "Okay, fine. I get it. I'll see you eventually, then."

"You, too." Kaz replied and shut off the holocon. He sighed and sent one more transmission to Mia.

"Oh, hey, has anyone told you you look a lot like my friend Kaz?" Mia greeted, smiling.

Kaz chuckled. "Okay, I know I haven't been in touch for a while."

"Five months. Count 'em. Five months." Mia replied.

"I'm sorry. I just..."

"It's okay. You don't have to explain." Mia said calmly. "I get it."

"You do?" Kaz asked, surprised.

"Yeah. Your father made you go to the Academy, made you join the Navy..." Mia shook her head. "I figured you'd rebel against that eventually."

"Yeah, I'm rebelling, all right..." Kaz muttered under his breath.

"So, was it worth it? Leaving the Navy?" Mia asked, folding her arms.

"Yeah, actually." Kaz replied, smiling. "I'm learning to fend for myself, to stand on my own...I feel like a different person now than when I was in the Navy. Honestly...leaving was the best thing that ever happened to me."

Mia nodded and smiled. "Well, I'm glad you found your corner of the galaxy, Kaz. But, listen...don't be a stranger, okay? We miss you."

"I definitely will." Kaz promised. "Good-bye, Mia."

"Bye, Kaz."

Kaz turned off the holocon, smiled, and stood up. Yeager walked into his office from his private hangar. "So, how'd it go?"

"Good. Thank you for letting me do this." Kaz replied, smiling. "I was feeling a little homesick, but I'm not now."

"That's good." Yeager replied. "You're from Hosnian, right?"

Kaz nodded. "Republic City."

"Are you going to go back to visit someday?"

Kaz shrugged and sighed. "I don't know. I mean, I'm on a mission for the Resistance right now. After I've completed my mission, I will have been gone a long time. I don't know if I'd recognize it."

"Well, just don't wait too long to make a decision, or it could be made for you." Yeager advised.

Kaz nodded and smiled. "Thanks, Yeager." He started walking out.

Yeager cleared his throat and jabbed his thumb over his shoulder. "I still need help with the toolboxes."

Kaz spun his heel and walked towards the back.