A.N. Okay! Just making sure you guys know (how could you not), that I do not own star wars (if I did, would I be sitting here?), but the Great Flanneled One does (otherwise he might be the one sitting and typing sad, sad fanfictions).

Luke shook his head, and smiling, he backed out of the Millenium Falcon. He had just seen Han kiss Leia – and quite passionately too. He knew there had to be a reason they were always bickering…but no matter, they were a good match. As he walked to the other side of the hangar, he couldn't help but think that something was wrong…something dark was looming on the horizon. Shaking the feeling, he glanced from side to side at the Rebels. They all looked tired, dirty and completely worn out.

Hoth had definitely been a defeat, with the Rebels just barely escaping. But something about the end of that battle troubled Luke greatly. He grieved for his gunner, Dack, of course, but somehow something seemed out of place. The feeling, the ripple in the force as he was crawling away from his wrecked speeder, what was it? But worst of all, he couldn't quite remember sensing Dack's death. Yet he had been so sure, as he was leaving that there was nothing he could have done for Dack….or was there? Deeply troubled by his feelings, Luke left to go try out a new sim.

"Are you sure that report is accurate?"

"Yes Commander, the computer continued to track Rouge Leader's flight trajectory after Hoth. From that information, we have been able to confirm that the rebels are on Sullust."

"Excellent work, Lieutenant." Dack walked briskly down the halls of the Executor. Finally, some hard evidence as to the location of the Rebels. And it was Rogue Leader who gave them away. Rogue Leader…that was Skywalker, no doubt. The name always burned Dack's insides. It was Skywalker who had landed him in intensive care for a week, and it was Skywalker who had caused him to get amnesia, who had left him to die…it was Skywalker who would pay the ultimate price.

He reached his destination, the bridge, and walked boldly up to Darth Vader. Dack was quite a wonder among the Imperials. He was so bold and daring, and yet was never once choked by Vader. It must have been some of that Rebel daring. But they had all been instructed to keep their mouths shut about that.

"Lord Vader, I have found the information we need to get the Rebels."

"Well done Ralter, you may take the forces left over from the Hoth invasion."

"Yes, sir."

"Ralter – all high command prisoners are to be brought to me…and there can be no mistakes."

"Yes, my Lord."

And so he turned and walked to the hangar. Dack liked being an Imperial. He commanded respect. There was something flawed about the story the doctors had told him - somehow his senses told him that he had not been in Intelligence. It would all be revealed in time, of course.

"Captain, ready my ship!"

"Hey, Tal, can you come have a look at this?"

"Jona, you know I'm taking important readings of Imperial traffic that go straight to Ackbar…what do you want?"

"It's just something on this monitor…I want to know if it's normal."

Tal walked over muttering something about greenhorns.

"See, this, right here…it's on the base's internal sensors."

"Oh relax, it's probably just some technician checking some wires. They were doing it all of yesterday."

"Yeah, but are they supposed to be in that sector?"

"Look, don't worry yourself Jona, it might just be one of the pilots messing around. You know what Green Squadron's like."

"Fine…if you're sure,"

"Of course I'm sure sweetie, look, haven't I been here for a while? I think I'd know if it was anything suspicious."

"Alright, I suppose it's nothing."

As Jona turned her back and continued running scans. Tal shook his head. Of course it was nothing…right? He put it out of his mind and continued his work. He had only been with the Rebels a week or two longer than Jona, and actually couldn't tell a droid from an organism on those outdated scanners, but he wasn't going to admit that to a greenie like her.

Dack hurriedly prowled along the ventilation shafts. All he had to do was switch off the main security parameters, and the Rebels would never know what hit them. His whole plan would have gone off without a hitch, but for Captain Znemek. He was nervous, and had tried to communicate with Dack. The incoming signal would undoubtedly have been tracked, but knowing the Rebels, he would have some time before it was noticed. He glanced down into the room below. There were only two Rebels monitoring security. Two dull, tired looking, young boys. In one quick motion, he knocked the grate off, straight onto the head of the first rebel, knocking him out. Before the second one could get up, Dack was on top of him, and a quick chop to the neck rendered him harmless. Dack walked over to the console and began pressing buttons.

Leia was happy. Most people she passed in the hallways noticed it. Usually she was quick and hurried, she always looked tired. But today, she seemed to glow, her step was a little lighter. She blithely rounded corners, sipping her caf, just happy to do her job. She even said hello to the occasional familiar face, more than just a brisk nod. One last errand for the Admiral, and she was pretty much free for the rest of the day. But she had it all planned…she was going to go help repair a certain ship.

Meanwhile, Jona's glance wandered to the base's internal scanners, but didn't stay there for long. If it had, she might have noticed that by now, the little dot was in a restricted security area. Tal had just completed his report to Admiral Ackbar, and so they were having their morning caf when Princess Leia walked in, cheerful as ever.

"Good morning, Jona, how are you? Tal, can I have that report for the Admiral?"

"Sure thing Princess Leia…just a moment." Tal reached around to gather his datapads.

Jona smiled. "I'm fine Princess, thank you for asking. Anything new today?" Jona wondered why the Princess wanted to know how she was feeling…she wasn't even aware that the Princess knew her name.

"Princess? Is something wrong?" Tal had turned around to see the Princess staring at the scanner behind Jona.

"That's a restricted security area!" She pushed Jona out of the way and pressed some buttons. The readings gave away that a transmission had come in. "Red Alert! Unauthorized personnel in the restricted zone!"

Tal hurriedly jabbed the alarm button, alerting the whole base…but it was too late. The wall infront of them sparked and then leaned forward. Tal pushed the two females towards the door, but too late, the wall crashed down on them.

Okay…so I shall update soon! Please review! I would really like some…advice. Tal, Jona and Captain Znemek are my own characters, but if you recognize anyone else, I don't own them, so don't sue me.

Oh yeah, and thank you Zelie, my ONLY reviewer so far! Glad to know that someone at least is enjoying my tale. ByE!