Planet D'Qar

Poe and I squinted a bit when the bay doors opened from the vessel, seeing the base hanger there again and all of the faces of the pilots that we knew looking at us in sighs of relief. Breathing in the smell of the base there amongst the trees, the familiar X-Wings that were parked on both the left and the right, and the feeling of peace there between us.

We were home.

"You two are really off your rockers!" With seconds, we were swarmed by the pilots that we knew and befriended in the past, Including Novak who walked over to give me a big hug. I hugged him back, hearing him sigh in relief now as we were connecting again. Since we became friends, he would also look out of me when no one else was going to, and then again he was also one who was sticking by me when others would question me. When Novak pulled away, he looked up and down at my image there and smirked, having me see something was coming that he was going to comment on.

"You look like shit," He said to me in an amused tone, having me glare at him and hear him chuckle now from how I eyed him and tried not to laugh myself since I was way too tired. He could even see it on my face.

"What happened to you?" He asked me, and I was about to answer when I saw my eyes adverting over to Poe. He was talking to some of the other pilots that we hugging him and looking at him too, reuniting with his buddies and looking relieved to be back. I didn't know where to start with Novak, what to tell and what not to tell him. Would he think that I was crazy, maybe beyond crazy because of all that I went through? How was I going to tell him and not look like a psycho? I finally looked over at him, almost giving him a weary look.

"Where do you want me to start?"

He grinned at me, about to answer when we saw some of the pilots behind him move out of the way for someone coming our way. I moved from Novak, seeing Poe walk over to me as we saw who it was that was coming our way.

Major Ematt.

"Well there's the solving lining," Novak said under his breath behind me, Poe looking over at me in concern now for a moment or two before we looked back at the Major. I knew he was a stern kind of Major, not really liking things to be loose around the ends or not precise. So, I could have thought we both were going to be in trouble.

"Dameron and Teckno, you two alright?" He asked the both of us, not concerned at all but still enough to have him be feared by the rest of the pilots on the base. I have Poe a hesitant look, not knowing how to answer that and then looking back at Major Ematt again with a usual breath in through my nose.

"Yes, sir," I replied back to him in a careful manner now, then watching him give a huff there and then place his hands behind his back now, once again.

"General Organa wishes to speak to the both of you," He said to us, and before I could even think him, let alone salute him, he walked away and back over to the main hanger now. I bit my lower lip. thinking that we were going to be in a messing situation now. Who knows what she wanted to talk to us about, and it got me kind of scared.

"You're in for a lot of hurt now," Novak said to me now as he clasped me on the shoulder then and walked away from me, as well as the others. They all knew we were going to see the main boss of the Resistance, so they wanted to run out as fast as they could. I wouldn't blame him, and I think I would have done the same thing if another pilot was in my shoes and they were going to be punished. At least, it felt like I was being punished.

"Come on," Poe urged with me gently, reaching down to take my hand within his own. I took in my own deep breath then, feeling a bit better that I wasn't the only one that she wanted to talk to. It was still confusing me on what she wanted to speak to the both of us about, but since we went through enough for last us for a lifetime, I decided that we should just get it over with.

Time to meet with the General.

General Organa was her kind of history.

She's been the battles in the past, lived through them all and helped with the collapse of the Galactic Empire. She's seen it all, and now she was a legend in her own right. Everyone wanted to work under her since she knew that we had to keep the balance of the galaxy in one piece and not take it over to the Dark Side. So there we were, standing in front of her in her office and seeing her watch the both of us with her arms crossed in front of her and her eyes going from Poe and then to me, for about a moment or so before she spoke up now.

"I'm glad to see that my top pilots in the Resistance came back to us in once piece," She said to the both of us, having me keep my eyes forward on her but I was so tempted to look and see how Poe was doing on my left, "I will admit, I was a bit concerned to hear about the village raid, not to mention the death of our old ally. I want to know hear from the both of you what precisely happened." Great, I would have to explain to her too on what was going on and what happened to me. No one dared to lie to the General, not if they want to keep their job at the Resistance. Was it going to me that spoke first? I felt like I should, but then Poe beat me to it.

"I was taken by the First Order to one of their vessels off the planet, and they interrogated me to find BB-8…he had the information that you needed, General." Poe explained calmly, and I could hear it in his voice that he was afraid now that he was going to be punished for it.

"How did they interrogate you?" Organa asked him now as I bit the inside of my cheek, not wanting him to say it since I knew it was still fresh within his own mind on what happened and how it happened.

"There was a Jedi with them, General. He used the Force to get the information about my BB Unit out of me." He said it simply, but when I looked over at General Organa, I could see that something shifted and something was set off in her. She tried to hide it, staying still and composed in front of the both of us now, but I could see that she took in a shaky breath, her stance slouched a bit and her fingers were tapping on her arms that were crossed in front of her. What Poe said struck something within her, she knew something. Organ then looked at me now, having me feel my inside freezing up within moments as I knew it was my turn for the questioning.

"You weren't taken with him?" She asked me, her slouch and her nervousness moment before were long gone now as she looked at me like she was back to her normal self again.

"No, ma'am. I hid out of sight, following Commander Dameron's orders. I was about to go to my own X-Wing when a Stormtrooper shot me in the leg and stopped me from following out the rest of his command," I explained to her, myself trying to stay calm about it. I could see out of the corner of my eye Poe's hand at his side, tapping against his leg and how he was really wanting to reach over to hold my own hand in hopes of calming me down. He really wanted to, and a part of me wanted to d the same.

"But he didn't kill you?" she asked me in surprise now, having me shake my head.

"He spared me, knocking me out and leaving me there." I answered her now, seeing her raise an eyebrow at me in interest and I held my breath there, thinking that she was going to call me out for lying to her or making up some kind of story. I didn't want to make up a story, not really. She then eyes Poe again, almost like she was trying to rethink it in her head over and over again now. A part of me wanted to tell her more, to tell her about the images of a map in my head, how what she was looking for was indeed a map. I felt obligated to tell her that since it was what she's wanted for a long time. But nothing came out, my fear got the best of me.

"Teckno I wanted you head to the medical bay and get your leg properly looked at and have it be taken care of, I wished to talk to Commander Dameron for a few more minutes before I send him to the medical bay for his own mending," I nodded my head a there when she told me this, not wanting to argue with her or tell her much more since it already felt stuffy in there. I turned on my heel, looking at Poe one more time before he nodded his own head at me and gave me a small smile. I smiled back, ultimately wishing that whatever she had to tell Poe was going to less threatening and not too bad at all. I did what I had to do, what I came to do and all I could do now was leave it to General Organa, leave it in her hands and see what she was going to do with it after all.

I had to wait.

"It's a clean cut through, nothing looks infected," My leg was propped up on the medical table and one of the medics there at the base was looking at my injured leg. I've been sitting there for about a few minutes by myself before she came along and started to get my wound nice and ready, and I was still thinking about Poe and how he was still talking to General Organa. What were they talking about? Was he going to be in more trouble than what he was worth? I only hoped and wished that I stayed there and was some kind of support for him. He would do the same for me if I was there talking to General Organa, wouldn't he?

"I suggest you keep it wrapped, change the wrappings every morning after you wake up. I'll give you some pills and medicine to take most of the pain off, we'll start with this shot," She explained to me as she got the shot ready to go in the room and I was leaning against the wall once more, another wave of fatigue was washing over me again from just sitting there in the examination room of the medical bay.

"You also need to drink up on your fluids, since I can tell you had plenty of heat fatigue out there. If you were out there for another day or so, you could have had a severe case of dehydration. Your body needs to rest," She explained to me one more a she had the shot device ready for me, walking over and having me crack one eye open to her now.

"I don't think being able to rest is part of my job description," I reminded her, seeing her chuckle and roll her eyes at me.

"Don't try to get out of a shot, since you're tougher than most of the other pilots here at the base. Some of them cry," She joked with me, having em chuckle slightly. She placed the device on my skin on my arm, having me feel the sting of the shot there and it was done before I knew it. Once it was over, she took the device away now and got her gloves off one by one.

"So, my doctor's order is now consisting of me…sleeping?" I asked her now in a light manner, almost like it was a joke and I could hear her chuckle.

"Sleep wouldn't hurt really," She advised me as she finally stood in front of me and placed her hands on her hips now. "Sleep and rest. I'll make sure General Organa knows not to let you anywhere near your X-Wing until I give you the green light, understand?"

"Yes, Ma'am," I said back to her, knowing now to argue a whole lot when it came to the medics and what they wanted me to do or not to do. I didn't like not having to work, but then again it was better for me to rest any who. She walked out of the room, right as my own droid rolled in and started beeping at me frantically. BB-3 was angry with me, and I rolled my eyes at the droid now.

"I'm fine, I'm fine. Look at me!" I said to the droid in hopes that he would back off. But the chips were still coming along with the whirls, "Oh don't start with that lecture. I know I shouldn't have left you behind, and I won't do it next time."

BB-3 hissed at me with anger there.

Stop. I signed to him now, seeing him stop himself from lecturing me anymore and he rolled over to me where I was on the bed, my legs were dangling off now as he tapped his head against my left calf there. He eyed my leg there, sadder chirps were heard from him now as I sighed. He was still protective of me, and seeing me hurt made him sad too since we both were close together.

"I promise, I'm fine. I'll be okay," I said to him now, almost feeling him snuggle into me a bit from trying to make me feel better. I leaned down to press my hand onto the top of his head and he snuggled into it before I got back up again. He looked at me now, beeping at me a few more times before I shrugged my shoulders.

"He's still talking to General Organa at the moment, I don't know how long it will be," I answered, watching him whirl his head around at the door before back at me. He was looking for Poe as I patted him one more time.

"Don't worry, he'll be back," I reassured him once more, then hearing some more footsteps coming over my way, both BB-3 and I were looking over now to see who it was. Poe, right on cue now as BB-3 chirped in excitement, "See, I told you." BB-3 chirped at him in a rushed manner.

"I didn't do that to her, I swear!" He said to the droid in retaliation as I sighed and snapped my fingers at the droid to get his attention once more and stop him from yelling at Poe anymore.

"Hey," I said to BB-3, watching the head whirl around at me again, "Leave him be and go back to your station," I instructed, seeing him chirp at me once more before he moved out of the room finally. I leaned my head back, feeling a headache forming from just reuniting with my droid who was paranoid about my safety and where I was. I closed my eyes, squinted a bit now as I heard Poe walking over to me with casual steps.

"That is a first, being chewed out by a droid," he commented in a light manner, having me open my one eye at him and see him have a smirk there on his lips. I chuckled, feeling the heavens of my energy in that chuckle as Poe was looking at my leg again.

"What did the medic say?" He asked me now, walking over to the leg some more and pointed with his finger.

"I have to rest, which was not what I wanted to hear," I replied to him now, seeing him give me a timid look now since he knew what it felt like for me to rest. It was like asking a droid to not go back to their primary function of a Wookie to not want to look for an argument: slim to none.

"Must be the end of the world for you," he joked with me as he walked over to me to stand there in front of me, having me without really thinking about it reach out to hold both of his hands within my own. it was like the old times that we would have there at the Resistance, the both of us together in a room without anyone looking at us and wondering if we were together. We never told anyone about us, since we both knew it would get is in more trouble than what it was worth. Poe and I were doing good so far, but of course, I would alway fear that our luck would run out.

"What did General Organa want to talk about?" I asked Poe, seeing him think to himself for a moment or two before he finally answered.

"She wanted to know what happened to me and how I found you back on Jakku, about BB-8 and what we were supposed to bring back to her," He explained, his voice was a bit off when he talked about it, "I could tell she was a bit on the disappointed side that we didn't bring back what she wanted."

"Nothing makes her really happy in the first place," I reasoned with a small smile there, seeing him have a flicker of happiness there from my comment as I sat up a bit in my spot there on the medical table, fully facing him and see the exhaustion there on his face. He went through enough for one person, and I saw him then melt into me, the both of us holding each other for a moment or so in that room. I could tell he was just trying to come back from all that he went through, and I was going to let him do exactly that.

"We made it out in one piece," I voiced to him, feeling him rub my skin with his thumb as I said this before pressing my lips into his skin about his eye, "And I know we will find BB-8 before we know it." The twinge of pain there when I mentioned his BB Unit was evident as he was thinking about it to himself. We had to bring back the hope that once was there, that BB-8 would be back with us and we can fulfill the mission that General Organa wanted us to do in the first place.

But first, we had to get back to square one.

I stayed up most of that night, thinking back to the map that I saw in my head and how I was seeing flashes of it. It was still bothering me, and though I didn't say anything about it to either Poe or General Organa, I felt conflicted on doing just that. Would they both think that I went through some kind of trauma and this was the after effect? I would think that, and the last thing that I wanted was all eyes on me. It would be never wracking, but that night it was eating away at me again,

I remembered sitting in my bed, my feet tucked underneath me as I was drawing in my sketch book that I would keep there at the base. I would sketch new models or new designs for my mechanical line of work, the pages filled with schematics and images of what I had in mind or what was plaguing my mind to be more specific. But this time, I was drawing the map that I saw in my mind. I drew out where the planets were located, what kind of line it was shaping as the location, but there was still no clue as to what it meant.

Or why I was seeing it in general.

Frustrated, I sighed and placed my sketch down, looking over at my nightstand where my light and the smaller trinkets that I picked up in the past where. There, at the edge of the bed, was my cochlear implant. I wouldn't sketch with it on, it was a breather for me to take it off and rest it for awhile. But this time, I looked at the small device with a small twinge of concern and horror there. I've worked on the device for a long time, evolving it to be more than an implant. It was a communication transmitter and receiver, I can get signals from other devices that were within a certain range. It was also a computer, able for me to downland certain numbers or maps so I can have them read to me or memorized. For those reasons the other pilots were thinking of me more like I was part droid myself, all from a small piece of technology that was foremost there to help me hear better. It was part of me, embedded within me.

It was all clicking in my head, some of it was making sense and some of it wasn't. I started to realize, that these images of the map started when I woke up that morning on Jakku, without my implant in me. It was removed, and I don't remember taking it off the night before. I still had it on when I was shot in the leg and that stormtrooper knocked me out.

Someone took it out, and someone placed the map there within my cochlear implant.