AN- Welcome to my first ever crossover between Star Wars and Star Trek: The Next Generation. I hope that this will please all of you who have been wanting more stories from me. My Christmas special is now up. Cheers!

Prologue

A lone woman stared over the lake. A tomb lie on a secluded island not far from the lake house she was visiting. A man walked towards the shore with two little girls. The children ran into the lake and played in the water, obviously enjoying themselves. The tomb, however, was a different story. It brought great sorrow and despair to the entire world. The former Queen and Senator lie there, along with her unborn child. One could not walk by the tomb without feeling the pain and heartbreak of the people. Grieving was common whenever her name was mentioned.

She had saved her people more times than anyone could count on one hand. As a Senator, she had vouched for peace during the war that had led to the Empire being created. A Jedi had even assisted her in vouching for peace. This Jedi had grieved for a long time after the Senator's death. But there were more pressing matters right now. Like the fact that Shara was getting married. Her mother had wanted to be there, but Shara had warned her to stay away for her own good. Last she had heard, her mother was a Starfleet officer. Her dad, Jangotat, could not even stand to speak to Fire right now.

Her thoughts were interrupted when she sensed a familiar presence. Her cousin's girlfriend stood in the doorway. The teen was pretty. She had red hair that stood out from the rest of her adopted family. The weirdest part about her was the ears. Everyone swore she was Vulcan, but the girl protested, saying she was not half-Vulcan and that she was really half-Romulan. Amanda had come all the way from the homeworld of the Romulan Empire to be at the wedding. Her commanding officer, a half-Vulcan and half-Romulan officer named Soleta had grudgingly agreed.

"Good morning!" Amanda called cheerfully, "Mom and Miss Besany want to do the dress fitting today!"

"Okay," Shara replied, heading towards the family room. Her entire family was going to be there, of course with the exception of her mother. Some of her friends from the Rebellion were even going to be there. It was only two days until the wedding now. Shara was getting more and more nervous every day. As she neared the family room, she could hear loud guffaws of laughter. It was probably her Uncle Fi and Han Solo. Those two were the biggest jokers of all. Most of her family was Fett clones and their kids.

With Amanda had come Satine and her family. There was Kacie and Amiya, the kids, and Satine's husband. At that point, Shara's kids, Shmi and Bree, choose that moment to run by, dripping wet. Their father, David, ran after them. Shmi had been the name of her grandmother and Bree had been suggested by Leia Organa. It had been Breha Organa's nickname. The deaths of both Bail and Breha Organa had crippled the Rebel Alliance greatly. They would recover though. Shara was sure of it. Still contemplating all of this, she stepped into the family room.

"I'm ready to begin, Aunt Besany!" she called out.

AN- How's that for a first chappie? Not so shabby, huh? I'll see y'all next time I update..