Fireworks lit up the evening sky, as the celebration on Endor reached its peak. General Hera Syndulla stood on one of the many bridges that spanned the trees and looked out over the party below her. It had been years but the war was finally over, people were free to live their lives the way they wanted to.
"There you are, I was wondering where you had gotten to." Kanan said walking up to her.
"Just enjoying the view." Hera sighed contentedly.
"I heard you had another run in with Captain Solo." Kanan said.
"I did, he needed rations for the ewoks and by the way he's a general as well too."
"They'll make anyone a general in this rebellion, won't they?" Kanan asked sarcastically, leaning back against the rope railing. Hera reached over and punched him in the shoulder.
"Hey, watch it" Kanan said affronted.
"Have you talked to Rex yet?" Hera asked.
"Yeah, he's recovering well, kept asking about Skywalker though." Kanan grumbled.
"Kanan, I know you don't like him . . ." Hera started to say
"It's not that I don't like him personally, it's just he keeps trying to have me become a Jedi again. I gave all that up after Ezra left and I'm not going back." Kanan explained.
"Are you sure?" Hera asked. "Think of all the good you could do."
"I've never been more sure of anything in my whole life." Kanan said, grabbing her hand with both of his and dropping to one knee, Kanan asked sincerely. "Hera Syndulla, will you marry me?"
Dropping down next to him and taking his face in her hands Hera said "Yes."
