A.N. I do not own star wars (except in that one dream I had, in the place, with the guy at the time…) ya…so don't sue.

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Walls crumbled around the Rebels as they ran for the transports, the technicians hurriedly shutting down power, trying to erase what they had set up. Luke ran with the rest of the pilots, but then stopped abruptly, feeling Leia's presence in the Force. He turned and ran back along the hallways.

"Kid! What's wrong with you? Where are you going?"

"It's Leia…she's in trouble!"

"What? How do you know? She's probably with the rest of High Command, already getting to their shuttles!"
"I don't know, okay! I just…felt it," he brushed past Han and continued on his way.

"That Princess is gonna get me killed," muttered Han to himself, and then out loud, "I'm coming with you!"

Dack leapt over the wall, clearing the wreckage.

"Blue team, grey team, move out!" he called into his comm. He started to run down the hallway.

Wait!

He turned around. The hallway was deserted. But that voice…so familiar. His eyes turned to the collapsed monitor room. He got on his hands and knees and peered beneath the wall. There was one body, a little further back, which had been completely crushed. But there were two girls, a little way from him. The first had hit her head and was bleeding to death, and the second was…the Princess! He grabbed Leia's hand and pulled her out slowly. She had been right next to one of the computers, so the wall hadn't completely landed on her.

"Who…who are you?"

"That doesn't matter right now." He hoisted her over his shoulder. Just as he was turning, a hand grabbed his ankle.

"Please…don't leave me here! My head…it…hurts, so much. Don't leave me here to die! Please!"

Dack looked at the girl for one long moment. Rebel scum or not, he couldn't let a…child like that suffer.

"Someone's coming for you…okay? Just look, over there, I can see them already!" She turned her head around, and in that second, he pulled out his blaster and let off a shot.

Then he picked Leia back up, and ran out into the hallway.

"Which way? Where was she last?" Luke looked around. They had come to an area where the hallway split into two branches.

"I think she was in the hangar! I'll go check! You go that way." Han ran off before Luke could do a thing, with Chewie close behind.

Han nearly ran full tilt into the High Command.

"The other route is blocked." Reported Dodonna, pushing past Han to get through.

"Blocked? So Leia's not that way?"

"Princess Organa was supposed to be in the monitor room." Said Admiral Ackbar, frowning as much as his Mon Cal features allowed.

"But then…come on!" So Han and the High Command continued to run.

There was a central passage that ran through the center of the base. Han and the High Command ran down it, and then took the right turn. A second later, Luke came running down and took the left turn. And then finally, Dack, with the Princess over his shoulder, came running up the passage.
"Luke," Leia moaned

"Leia?"

"Luke?"

"Dack?" Luke could not get over the shock of seeing his dead gunner, until a whole troop of Imperials came up from behind him. Blaster bolts filled the air.

"Kid! Run, I've got you covered!" Han yelled, still running in the opposite direction. Dack turned to look at him, and saw the High Command. So it was decision time: the High Command and General Solo, or Luke Skywalker?

"Sir?"

"You! Take her back to the ship!" he shoved Leia into a stormtrooper. "The rest of you, get the High Command! I'll take Skywalker!" and he took off down the hall after Luke. The base began collapsing behind them.

By the time Dack got to Luke, he was already in his X-wing. Dack clambered onto one of the wings, but Luke banked, knocking him off. He moved for one of the abandoned transports, but then the ceiling caved in, just as Luke hit the thrusters.

"Not again! I'll get you Skywalk…" and Dack was buried alive.

The one stormtrooper carrying Leia was the only one who made it safely back aboard the Executor. The others still chased after Han and co.

"We can't do this forever!" exclaimed Mothma, as they reached another turning.

"The exit's just around that corner!" Madine pointed. However, by this time the stormtroopers had arrived.

"Freeze!" the leader cried. Over the sounds of their own footsteps and voices, they didn't hear the ceiling creak desperately. But Mothma did.

"Run!" she screamed, whirling and grabbing Han's blaster. She fired off a few quick shots at the ceiling supports and ran. The whole troop of Imperials was crushed.

Dack pulled a final rock off himself. He was dusty, and badly bruised. Not only physically, though. Once again Luke Skywalker had escaped him. But this time, he didn't escape without a price. He had left his beloved Princess behind. Not only would that loss cripple the Alliance, it would no doubt be eating at his conscience. Oh well, served him right. Dack Ralter was going to get Luke Skywalker for this, if it was the last thing he did.

"This is Ralter to the Executor. Pick me up. Now."

Alright, this chapter might have been a little confusing and a bit short, but the story will clear up! I promise! Anyway! Don't you think it's about time someone wrote a Dack story? Ya, that's what I thought. Shame on ye whos who don't remember Dack.