Walker saw the fleet. He turned his head and looked at Kes, "We're home."

"It doesn't look welcoming." Walker didn't know what he meant, but then he saw it. A boarding party ship that was probably full of commandos, "Send a transmission."

"I tried. They jammed our communications." Kes responded. "We'll just wait it out and see what happens." Walker said. Keira was still crying on his shoulder, even when she heard the news. She even got sadder when they got there. "What if they're hostile?" Kes asked, getting a little nervous. "They won't fire. They need hostages or inside information. That's what they think is on board." Walker watched the shuttle get closer and closer, until he heard the air-locking shutter. The door burst open, almost like an explosion, and a dozen commandos came bursting in. Walker felt Keira grab his chest harder, but Walker ignored that. But then Walker saw a familiar face. It was Luke. "At ease men. It's just a couple of old friends." Luke smiled, and offered to help Walker up. Walker looked down at Keira, and said, "Maybe in a minute."

"Commander Skywalker," Kes walked up and saluted Luke, "It's an honor to see you."

"It's good to see you too." Luke obviously had no knowledge of who Kes was. "I don't think the transport has enough space to carry all of you. Walker, can you pilot this transport to an air-lock?"

"Sure, Luke." Luke and the rest of the commandos got in their transport and left. Walker tried to get up, but Keira was still hanging on. "Listen Keira, I have to fly this thing up to the fleet." She muffled, "I don't want to go." Walker, annoyed at the situation, forced her away from him. She fell on the floor, and Walker looked at her face. It was a mix of black and red, kind of like Darth Vader. "How much makeup does she wear? It's like the Sullust gas mines, but worse." Walker thought to himself. Walker sat in the seat next to Kes, and guided the transport towards the large fleet. They finally reached an air lock, and carefully sealed the ship. They opened the door, to find a large amass of rebels looking at them. A few of the refugees stepped out, including Kes, who nobody cheered for, and Walker was still inside. He picked up Keira and walked out. The place went crazy. A few people walked up to see if they could take him to the hospital wing, but he ignored them. He needed to find Leia. He eventually found the conference room where the leaders of the Rebellion were, and the door slid up. Everyone looked at him and he said, "I just destroyed a freaking Star Destroyer, hijacked an Imperial Troop Transport, and made some new friends." Everyone remained silent. Luke ran in behind him and said, "Maybe you should-"

"Luke, I have to know where Leia is."

"She just left, I think." Walker was a little disappointed, so he sat Keira down on a bench. "Captain Codbrun…. This wasn't expected." General Rieekan said. "I have one question." Walker growled. "What is it?" Lieutenant Ematt asked. "Where is Courtney Wolf?"

"We have had more pressing matters to discuss." General Madine scoffed, and Walker angrily responded, "I don't give a crap Madine, where is she?"

"Captain, I would like to have a talk with you later." Mon Mothma quietly said, trying to diffuse the situation. "Who's your friend?" Rieekan asked, hoping to get more info on where Walker was in the first place. "She's…. um…." Walker didn't want to say that she was an Imperial, and Mon Mothma piped up, "You may leave, Captain." Walker nodded, picked up Keira, and walked out the door. Luke looked like he had a lot of questions to ask, "Let's go to the mess hall." They walked to the mess hall, and Walker got a lot of funny looks, probably because of his robes, and when they finally got to the mess, it was packed. "It's the lunch rush." Luke informed, and Walker added, "Let's go somewhere a little more private." As they were walking, Walker noticed that Keira was asleep. They got to Luke's quarters, and Walker sat Keira on Luke's bed. It looked like her face had more mascara all over it. "So where'd you go?" Luke asked first. "I went to Dagobah and saw Yoda. I'm now a Jedi Knight." The first thing Luke did, was ask, "Can you teach me?"

"Maybe. I'm not the best at this thing."

"Right. Next question is that, who is she?" Luke curiously asked. "She's an Imperial." Luke almost gasped, but Walker continued, "I don't want her imprisoned. I could tell that she's a rookie, so the charges wouldn't be that serious. She's going to become mental if we ship her off."

"Your secret is safe with me."

"Thanks." Walker stared at her for a second, and didn't even listen to Luke's next question. "What?" Walker asked, as he started to hear Luke talk, "I asked how you hijacked and destroyed a Star Destroyer."

"We can talk about that later." Luke's comlink started to beep, and he said, "I have someone who wants to see me. How about you come along? See the ship first hand."

"Sure, I'll just let her get some shuteye." Luke nodded, and they walked out. Luke walked into a room, and Walker saw his favorite medical droid, "2-7B, what are you doing here?"

"Hello Captain Codbrun! It's been a while since we talked about that arm! Now, when can we schedule-"

"2-7B, he's here for his physical." Luke reminded the overexcited medical droid. "Oh yes. Captain Codbrun, please sit down on the examination table. 2-7B was the medical droid that always tended to Walker. He fixed his arm, examined Luke after his arm was cut off, and he was a good friend. After the physical, Walker was trying to get out of the room, but 2-7B kept trying to schedule an arm replacement with him. When Walker did get out, he was brought to a room where he would be set up with equipment. He was given a comlink, his room number, a map, a Captain's uniform, his insignia badge, and even the certification for a new A-Wing. Walker changed into his uniform in the changing room, and handed over his robes to be washed. He decided to go to his room and lay down. As soon as he sat on his bed, he remembered that Keira was in Luke's room. He didn't want her in his room, because he was very sensitive about those things, and he definitely didn't want her in Luke's room. He dashed out of his room, and found Luke's room. He opened the door and found Keira out like a rock. He picked her up, and decided it was the best to bring her to the authority. He walked into the assigning room, and no one was there. The next best thing was actually going to a leadership meeting. Walker felt like he shouldn't go back in, especially since he lashed out at General Madine. Walker didn't want to bring Keira to his quarters, but it was the only decision. When they got there, Mon Mothma was sitting at a desk next to Walker's bed. "Hello, Captain. Who is your friend?" Walker's cover was blown, "She's an Imperial Officer, who I saved from the crash." Mon Mothma was silent for a second, "You do know what this means?" Walker nodded and added, "I promised she wouldn't be taken away. She would go mental if I let that happen." Mon Mothma bit her lip and asked, "Do you know what clearance is?"

"Yes ma'am. I know I don't have the required clearance to bail her. I would like to add that the bridge looked half empty."

"To me it's half full." Walker laughed under his breath, "Add one more. Just for me."

"You already owe me a lot of favors."

"You do realize that I destroyed a Star Destroyer, stole a transport, and took several Star Destroyers out of battle." Mon Mothma looked at him and asked, "What does she mean to you? You already are in a relationship."

"Well, currently Courtney Wolf is in carbonite so it's not legitimate."

"We have more pressing matters to talk about. I will think about the Imperial officer's fate later, but we must talk about the war. We just sent fifty Bothan spies to Coruscant to see what the Empire is doing. We are planning to have a meeting on Zastiga to discuss the future of the Rebellion. I invite you to come."

"I just got back from mortal peril. I need rest, a new arm, and some company. I have been pretty lonely for the last…" Walker didn't know how long it had been since Bespin. "It has been a week." Mon Mothma quietly responded. Walker didn't know her official title, so he asked, "Should I call you Chancellor?"

"It would be appreciated. I have two more questions for you."

"Shoot."

"We are planning a rescue mission for General Solo and Commander Wolf." Walker ignored everything else. Even that Han was now a general. "I volunteer to be apart of the mission. Who else is going?"

"You and me are the only ones that now about this." She added. "What's your last question?" Walker asked, hoping to hear more about Courtney. "I am thinking about promoting you. You escaped custody of the Empire, and you led the Battle of Hoth. The rank of Captain simply doesn't fit anyone with those achievements. I offer you the rank of Commander. You could eventually become a General, or even an Admiral of your own ship." Walker was stunned. He wanted the promotion. So. Freaking. Badly. "I'll take it."

"There is one condition though." Walker turned his head back at her, and he joked, "Things were getting good. What's the condition?"

"We'll have to keep her under surveillance. You would have to be the one that keeps an eye on her." Walker thought about it for a second. "It's not as bad as prison, but she still doesn't have the freedom like she did in the Empire." He thought, but Walker knew it was the only option, "I'll take the promotion." "You will have your promotion ceremony after the Zastiga conference. Are you sure you don't want to come?" Walker nodded, "I need to keep an eye on her." Mon Mothma smiled, and said, "I will see you later Commander." She was out the door, and she asked, "What is her name?"

"Keira. Her name is Keira." Mon Mothma walked out, and Walker sat on his bed, next to Keira. Walker didn't want her to be shipped off. But surveillance twenty-four seven wasn't much better. Mon Mothma didn't take too kindly to the idea of her working on the bridge. Walker decided to walk around. He tried to see if there was a setting on his door that could lock Keira in, but there wasn't. Walker had to rely on his instinct that she would stay in there. He remembered his appointment with 2-7B that he hadn't scheduled yet. He went to the infirmary, and found 2-7B reading a medical magazine. "Hey 2-7B, when can I get a new arm?"

"Oh, hello Captain! We can do the operation right now, if you want!"

"Before we start, can I tell you a secret?"

"Well, the deck officer checks my memory banks every few months, so I'll try and keep it secret."

"You don't have to call me Captain. I'm now a Commander."

"Congratulations Cap-I mean Commander!" The medical droid squealed.

"Thanks, now when can we do the arm thing?"

"Yes, but I must see your clearance healthcare card." Walker didn't have one, "I don't have one. Being gone a week and all."

"I can make an exception. If you do me a favor."

"2-7B, droids can't do favors."

"Oh… I have been scammed…" Walker didn't want to ask. "You will have to get into some medical robes. They are over there in the medical changing room." Walker went over and changed. The Rebel Alliance really had gotten more advanced. Healthcare, clearance, conferences, and a huge fleet. They didn't have this on Yavin. He put on the robes, and lay down on the medical table. 2-7B attached some medical tubes to him, and asked, "Do you want a repair, or a flesh installation?"

"Flesh." Walker answered. 2-7B pressed a few buttons on a computer, and he said, "Okay Commander, see how many bantha's can jump over the Death Star."

"One bantha, two-" Walker fell asleep. His operation was underway.