Finn strode through the ship's corridors, doing his best to act like he belonged there. Rose was just behind him, also disguised in First Order garb, and Maz was doing her best to stay in the shadows.

Every time a Stormtrooper or other personnel walked by, he would began to sweat like crazy. Part of him was amazed that none on the guards could hear his heart pounding.

Finally, they turned a corner and stopped in front of the controls to open the room with the tracker. Finn found it a little unnerving that it wasn't better protected, but he decided to think positively.

Maz jumped up onto Rose's shoulder and began to override the system, careful not to alert anyone to their presence. Finn kept glancing down the unnaturally-clean, shiny hallway every ten seconds, expecting some Stormtroopers to show up at any moment.

At last, with a soft click, the door opened.

There it was. The hyperspace tracker in all of its terrible glory.

Taking a deep breath, Finn clenched his hands tightly on his blaster, trying to stop them from shaking so much. Glancing at Rose, he could tell she was just as nervous, but was doing a much better job of hiding it.

Footsteps sounded behind them. Finn turned around, eyes wide with fear, to find several Stormtroopers, one wearing a silver uniform.

Then everything went black.

"You're kidding, right?"

Luke stared at Leia, his mind struggling to process the information it had just received. Wait, what? She doesn't know who Vice Admiral Holdo is?

"Which Vice Admiral?" Leia repeated, anxiety beginning to form in her voice. "Luke? Which Vice Admiral?"

"You-you didn't know?"

A faint line appeared between Leia's eyebrows, her gaze mixed with worry and confusion. "I don't remember any Vice Admiral."

"As far as I can figure, she's been running the Resistance ever since your accident," Han said, looking fairly perplexed himself.

"Holdo," said Luke. "Do you know that name?"

Leia nodded slightly. "Yes, but she was a captain, not an Admiral."

Han shrugged. "Well, maybe she just gave herself a promotion or something." Luke gave him a skeptical look, but Han kept talking. "She was probably the only one willing to take up the position or something."

After so many years of working with the Resistance, Luke would have thought than Han would understand how it works by now, but apparently not.

"I'm sure there's nothing to worry about," he finished, looking around with his typical I dare you to contradict me face.

Usually, however, Luke dared to.

Before Luke could say anything, Leia stiffly rose. "Well, whatever the case, she isn't in charge any longer, for good or for worse.

Luke smiled. "I think it's for good."

Han stood up, too. "Ditto on that."

Why haven't they contacted me yet?

Whatever confidence Poe had previously owned about his mission had totally disappeared in the last half hour or so.

What's taking them so long? What if they've been caught? The Vice Admiral is going to find out any minute now!

Breath, Poe told himself, trying desperately not to panic. Breath, focus on breathing.

Part of him thought it was going to be okay, though it was an awfully small one. After all, Rey hadn't told him anything yet, so there would be no trouble from the Vice Admiral any time soon. Still though, something just felt wrong.

Panting heavily, he anxiously glanced around, hoping that none of the Resistance fighters noticed anything out of the ordinary.

Suddenly, someone tapped him from behind, scaring the daylights out of him.

"Ah!''

"Erm..." The pilot who had nudged him looked slightly confused at first, then decided to ignore it (much to Poe's relief.)

"The Vice Admiral wants you, sir."

"S-she does?" Poe winced at how stupid his response sounded.

"Yes, sir, she said it was urgent."

Poe took a deep breath, finally managing to control his nerves. "Did she say why?"

The pilot shook his head. "No, only to see her as soon as possible."

"Oh-okay. Tell her I'll be right there."

After promising to do so, the pilot walked away, and Poe all but sunk into a nearby chair.

I've got a bad feeling about this.

Vice Admiral Holdo strode through the narrow hall of the Resistance base, frowning at everything she disapproved of, which was practically everything in sight. Moving briskly, she quickly turned the corner, keeping herself out of sight and earshot of the rest of the people.

Sighing, she walked quicker, making a mental note to check on the prisoner later that day.

Smiling to herself, she slunk deeper into the shadows, careful to keep her immaculately-clean dress away from potential dirt hazards.

Reaching into her pocket, she withdrew a small communicator, which she switched on . After receiving a reply from the other end, she sweetly delivered her message.

"Please inform General Hux that the Jedi is here."