"They are letting you go after all?" Poe asked me as we were walking out to the runway with our X-Wings there, side by side now and our droids right behind us, having me felt he butterflies in my stomach again now from going into the new battle. This one was different, though, much different from the others we were in because this was an all or nothing kind of battle for us. I promised my mother not to use the lightsaber unless it was fully necessary, an emergency really. I was only hoping that I didn't want to use it, that my X-Wing would have to be enough for something like this.

"I'm not believing it myself," I said to him now with a small smile on my face and I was readjusting my pilot uniform then and holding my helmet in my other hand, my spare hand was tapping against my side in anticipation and in a hype really, "But I wouldn't be surprised if she will call me away from the battle out on a whim."

"I doubt that," He replied back in my direction now while we were walking together over to our paired X-Wings. The other pilots were rushing over to their planes all ready for what was going to come to all of us, "She knows we need you here for the battle."

"And we will get rid of the weapon, once and for all," I said to him in a bold and confident manner,

"Who knows, maybe this will end it all before we know it. We can live the future that we want." Poe grinned when I said this, the both of us standing between our X-Wings and staring right at each other now with a small smile on each others lips. For some reason it felt different, this felt different from the other battles that we went through together as fellow pilots. We would smile and nod at each other n the past, or sometimes press one's hand into the other as an engravement for the other to remember. I only what we were going to do after this was all over, the war and there was peace again in the galaxy.

"I know we're going to have that future we've always wanted, Neyli." He said to me in a sure thing kind of manner, our spare hands finding each other again and it made me grin there with him, "We'll have it, I promise."

"I'll hold you to it," I said back to him, sneaking in a kiss to his lips before he could say anything else. I moved away, seeing him grin at me from my kiss as I got onto my ladder leading into my X-wing. I felt the heat rush to my cheeks then, placing my hands on the ladder before I was interrupted then, by none other than my mother.

"Neyli," He said to me in an urgent manner, both Poe and I looking over at him now as my dad approached me, reaching out his hand to me and grabbing me by the arm, almost yanking me off the X-Wing and I looked at him in shock.

'What are you doing?" I asked him in wonder and in confusion as I was being hauled away from my own X-Wing. Poe even looked in confusion now, almost walking over in our direction too.

"I want you on the Millennium Falcon, with me and the kid," he said to me as I looked at him in shock, then past him at Finn who was loading some of the weapons and supplies into the vessel with a rush there within his running feet. I looked back at my father now, still not understanding what was going on with my father and what he was thinking.

"What are you talking about?" I asked him.

"I don't want you on an X-Wing that could kill you with this fight coming up," He said to me, having me glare at him as I heard Poe jogging up to stand behind him now.

"You think I'm going to get killed from it?! That's a bit rude don't you think? Have you seen your own ship there?" I asked him in a better manner then but he shook his head at me.

"I have a plan that does involve you since I know how much you really don't want to play personal bodyguard with you mother," He said to me then, having me pause at him before I could yell at him some more. It made me look at him in intrigue now, knowing that my father would aways think of the most interesting ideas for him or for others.

"I'm listening," I said to him, seeing that he let me go now and I crossed my arms in front of myself then.

"I'm taking the kid with me onto the Starkiller, to dismantle the shield like we talked about earlier, remember?" He asked, having me nod at him,"I need more hands with that, you know how to handle explosive as I remember."

"Oh please, don't bring up that one thing with the small smoke bomb when I was 12," I muttered to him under my breath.

"I need your brains out there, plus you can help with the firing too if you really wanted to," he tried to get me to come along with him and to help him along with the mission at hand It made me look over at Poe then, wondering what he was thinking about with this. He looked back at me, an uneasy look on his own face from what he was hearing. I knew my father, he knew that he was not going to throw me into something that could kill me. But then again, since I was a person that was raised on order excuse of the pilot training, it was going to be something completely different for me to get through.

"Neyli," I looked back at my father when he called me in a grave tone,"Please." He was desperate, I could see it on his face and how he was looking right at me. I knew we never had a real great moment with one another when it came to going on a mission or flying on his ship, my mother would never allow it. He needed me for this, and as much as I wanted to fly my X-Wing and work from there, I was feeling more a pull to be next to my father and help him in any way that I can.

"As long as mom doesn't know," I reassured him, seeing him smirk at me.

"She'll find out, she's a Goddamn woman," he replied back to me before he walked away back to the Millenium Falcon, having me grin at him before Poe grabbed my hand over at his now, directing my attention back at him.

"Is this going to be safe for you to go with him?" He asked me, almost sounding like he was going to have a panic attack from what he just heard me doing with my own father. I gave him a playfully shocked look, trying to make this slight more than anything.

"With my dad? Oh, come on, Poe. I'll be safe on that thing," I said to him to make him feel better, then heading a clank of something falling off the Millennium Falcon, the both of us looking and having me grimace a bit to see my dad scolding Chewbacca about the part falling off.

"Come on, Chewie, get that back on or else we'll be screwed for the hyperdrive," He said to his 1st mate, making me look back over at Poe now and I saw how green in the face he got from seeing that sight too. I made me sigh, placing my hand on his face to have him look back over at me.

"Hey," I said to him, locking eyes with him now and seeing a hint of fear there on his face. Once again, we both were trying to reconcile with one another that danger was always going to be around the corner, whether we liked it or not. We both were pilots, we both were going out to danger overtime we were in our vessels, but it seemed like this was different, and we both felt it too.

"Poe, it's going to be fine. My father would not let anything happen to me while I'm with him, and I'm going to do the same to him as well," He had to hear it coming out of my mouth, seeing it in my eyes as I looked back at him and I kept my hands along his skin to keep him at a center, 'Do you believe me?" It was the same thing that he asked me some time ago when he was telling me that he would protect me from The Dark Side. I had to let him know that I will do what I can to get back to him.

"I believe you," He replied back to me softly now, seeing where I was going with this. I smiled at him, seeing him then lean over to kiss me square on the mouth to hold it there longer than before. It was one of the more intense kisses that we have ever shared with one another, it felt so real down to my core and I did feel it all the way through. I could have sworn it was The Force, what was feeling though with huge power and force there, but it wasn't The Force at all. It was something else.

He finally pulled away from me now, resting his forehead adjacent my own and I gasped out the breath that I was holding in from his kiss on me, almost making me dizzy.

"I'll see you when I get back," I promised him.

"You better," he said to me, having em grin at him before he kissed my forehead and then I had t move away from him then since I knew they were holding up for me. I walked away from him, feeling a tug or a something else wanting me to go back to Poe, to stay with him and nothing more. But I had a job to do, and as I walked over to my father's vessel, he was watching me the whole time. I froze a bit in front of him, waiting for him to scold me for being with Poe since he didn't know about it at all. But he just cocked a grin at me.

"Never took you as a pilot type of girl any who," He said to me in a joking manner, almost cocky as I heard Chewbacca growl at him with his own words about it.

"Yeah, Chewie, she probably did get it from me."


Millennium Falcon

I remembered the Falcon, seeing able to sit with my father up in the front and see through his eyes what it was like to fly. Hell, as typical as it was going to sound, my father got me into flying in the first place. I had to find some peace after Ben died, and from what I remembered with my father when I was younger, every once in awhile when he would visit us in the Temple, he would take ma flying and have me see the stars. Piloting was my therapy, my sense of anchoring and sense of healing.

I sat there with my father in the cockpit, in his 1st mate seat while Chewbacca was getting his weapons ready for the upcoming mission. I liked the sense of quiet between us, and it made me think of the years he's been gone. MY father never got over what happened to my brother, to his son. He blames himself, he really did, and for that, he flew off without a trace behind him. He left my mother and me to pick up our own fallen pieces, and for some reason, I was both relieved and furious to see him again. Relieved that he was alive, but furious from the hint of betrayal I felt in my heart.

"Its been years since we've flown together," I looked at my father when he said this, pushing a few buttons on his console now as he was looking dead ahead but still talking to me, "You always loved flying with me, more than your mother cared to admit."

"And look where I am now," I said back to him, seeing him watch me now as I was pointing to the stars ahead of me, "A Captain for the Resistance with a heart for the galaxy. Should I blame you for that?"

"Well, I think you should blame me for plenty of things," He admitted, having me feel a bit sad from how he said it like he was in pain. I knew he needed to have this kind of talk sometime soon, his absence with me and how he left without giving me a prop goodbye when I was mourning the death of my twin.

"If I'm going to blame you for anything, it's not for abandoning us," I explained to him, knowing he that thinking that very thing in his own head.

"You should be angry with me," he said to me in a lower manner, almost trying to figure me out, but I shook my head.

"I was when I was a teenager, dad. I was mad at how I was hurting from losing my twin brother and you bolted, going back to what you do best," I explained to him calmly.

"Stealing and being a smuggler?" He asked bitterly as if he hated calling himself that now, making me shake my head at him now and placed a hand on his arm.

"Being an adventurer," I replied to him, seeing him watch me with new eyes now as I went on, "There was a part of me that wanted to go with you, to go see the universe and get away from all of the pain I was feeling. I wanted to ask you if I could go, but I figured I would be leaving mom too. I had to grow up to realize that I had to deal with this on my own and not in a way that would kill me from the inside out."

"Let me guess, your Uncle taught you that?" He asked me now as he pushed a few more buttons there on the console. I had to smile, not realizing that he missed the point there as I jabbed my finger into his arm.

"You taught me that," I remind him, seeing him pause and then look back at me. Those years being gone, being away from my mother and me, I could see it in his eyes. He wanted to come back, he really wanted to, but he never had the heart to face the both of us if he did. He was ashamed, beaten up by the death of his son, suffocating from the knowledge that there was nothing he could do to save him, and in fear that he was going to be shunned by the rest of his family because of it.

"We'll make up for lost time, Neyli," He promised me, taking my hand in his and having me feel the calloused fingers and palm against my own calloused hand, "We'll make it work when this whole thing's over." I knew he was trying, really trying, to fix what he broke. He lost one child, and I could tell in ti eyes and how he was holding my hand that he didn't want to loose the other child anytime soon while he was still alive. I nodded in agreement, wanting that more than anything as we realized our hands and focused back on the stars in front of us.

"Besides, I wanna hear more about you and that one pilot you were kissing," He said to me in an amused tone, having me blush slightly from how he said it and he gave me a humorous look there, "How long has that been going on?"

"If you're going to start your Protective Dad kind of talk with me, you've missed it by a decade," I said to him as I pushed another button on his console, seeing him roll his eyes, "And his name is Poe Dameron if you were curious."

"Oh, the dangerous cocky pilot I've heard about that's the best in the Resistance?" He asked me in a hint of a smile there.

"He's not cocky, not that much," I countered, "And yes, he is the best pilot under my mother's command."

"Your mother's command, or yours?" He asked me back in a chuckle, "Honestly, though, I never took you as someone going after another pilot."

"Didn't that happen with mom and you?" I asked him, looking over at him and grinning from ear to ear, "How did you get mom to talk to you? Your grin, or how to swooned her?"

"I'm still confused myself, Neyli," He reasoned with a shrug of his shoulders, "But if you like this guy, really like him, then I want you to be happy with him."

"I am, more than any other time," I admitted with a soft tone and smile there my lips. It seemed morbid to talk about my love life with my dad, but then again, he wanted to know what was going on with me since he's been gone and away from me. I wanted him to know that I was okay with Poe, that nothing was holding me away from him and keeping me away from him in due time.

"Besides, he thinks you're a war hero." I voiced to my father, seeing him cock an eyebrow at me in amusement and in shock.

"Really?" he asked, having em giggle.

"Yeah, but mom's been his idol since he was a boy," I replied, seeing his gruff come back to play again and I had to laugh.

"Your mom's more popular than me," he said, almost defeated.

"Can't imagine why."