Hera rushed into the cockpit, grumbling something about Kanan and this girl. She walked past Zeb, Sabine, and Ezra and sat in her pilot seat. She flipped some switches as she kept a small frown of disapproval in the corner of her mouth. The captain broke out of the Moon's orbit and took off away from the lonely blue planet and its dusty moon, heading towards anywhere else.

Sabine, Zeb, and Ezra shared a wide-eyed look. Hera was mad. Not good. They took their seats and prepared for travel. They watched as Hera angrily looked over the control panel.

"So...how's Athena? Will she be okay?" Ezra asked, trying to break up the angry silence brought upon by his captain.

"She's fine. I'm going to try and jump into hyperspace and see if it'll take us back to our galaxy. My coordinate system is almost fully rebooted," Hera said. "We'll get her treated at the fleet. Those were some nasty hits she took."

"Earth blasters are brutal," Sabine said. "They aren't armed with energy like our blasters. Their ammo is metal that tears through the flesh. I heard that sometimes the ammo gets stuck in them and causes an infection that kills them slowly."

"The bullets passed," Hera said. "The entry points seemed to be a lot smaller than the exit wounds. She lost a lot of blood. She'll be lucky to live if we make it back to the fleet quick enough. The kid looked beaten and bruised and starved even before she took those hits."

"So, what's this kid like?" Zeb questioned. "She's not another Ezra, is she?"

Sabine shrugged, "Kinda. I think she'll fit in well."

"So, we're keeping her?" Zeb questioned.

"We can't just take an Earthling kid and expect her to stay, guys," Hera said. "Earthlings don't even do space travel to their moon all that much. She'll freak out once she sees all of this technology. And us-" Hera nodded to Zeb. "-but, your great Jedi leader thinks that she's Force-sensitive. So, he wants to keep the kid."

"She said she wanted to go with us, anyway," Sabine said. "She doesn't have anyone or anything."

"Did you tell her where exactly you would be taking her?" Hera questioned sarcastically. "I doubt she believed you if you did."

"She already knew we weren't from Earth," Ezra said. "She noticed how clueless we were on Earth and knew we weren't from there. She thought we were from the Moon."

Hera rolled her eyes and looked back to the control panel. The coordinate systems progress bar freezing at 98%. They couldn't do a hyperspace jump without knowing what direction they're going. She had no idea what asteroid belts there were out here. What black holes. What stars. What planets. This was a new galaxy. Unknown and more unexplored than the Unknown Regions in her galaxy. Wild Space.

"Come on!" She hit the screen in frustration. "Work!"

Kanan sat next to the head of the injured girl laying on the curved orange couch. Her breaths were shallow. Her face was almost colorless. Kanan put his finger just under her chin and felt her rapid heart rate. She was fighting so hard. Sweat dripped off her face and she let out the occasional soft grunt or groan. At least she was still alive.

That little light in her continued to flicker.

He wondered why she was perceived that way in the Force. Why did it feel like he was next to a fire of light when a deep shadow clung onto her at every minute?

She even smelled like fire. Toxic smoke. Kanan sniffed the air a couple of times, wondering why the kid smelled like tar and poisonous fumes. The stench clung to her body. Maybe, he thought, it was because she lived in what looked like an industrial area. But, Cleveland didn't have that strong of a stench of smoke.

He didn't even suspect her bad habit.

Kanan jumped up when he felt the Ghost jerk violently. He glanced at the sleeping girl one more time before dashing off to the cockpit. Ahead of them, another nightmare swirl of black and white. The crew was screaming again. Hera was near breaking her back as she did her best not to lose control of the ship.

"What is wrong with this galaxy?" Hera screamed as she nearly stood up, pulling the controls with every bit of strength in her.

And, once again, Hera nearly flew over the controls as the ship came to an abrupt stop. The swirl disappeared as quickly as it had appeared. Hera sat down in her pilot seat and grumbled as she rubbed her head.

"I hate that galaxy."

"Look!" Ezra nearly jumped out of his seat as he pointed ahead of them. The group had to blink a few times as they looked upon the mass of cruisers and other various Rebel ships. They were at the fleet.

"The fleet?" Sabine yelled in shock. "How- what? The wormhole brought us to the Rebel fleet?"

Hera was quick to get on her com and quickly state their pass-code in order to avoid being mistaken as an enemy. Two A-wings escorted them to the main command ship, falling back as they docked. Hera looked to Kanan.

"Get that kid to the med bay. Now," she ordered. The twi'lek looked to the others. "Stay here. I'm going to have to explain to Sato about our new guest."

Both dashed off, leaving Sabine, Zeb, and Ezra twiddling their thumbs in the cockpit.

Ezra looked to Sabine, "So, do you think we should keep her?"

"Does the kid have a choice?" Sabine said. "She goes back to Earth, she'll probably die on those streets."

Hera took the girl's feet in her arms while Kanan carried her top half as they hurried through the halls of the command ship. The stitches were breaking and she began to bleed again. Her light was flickering like a candle in the middle of violent winds.

Ahsoka was wide-eyed as she stepped to the side of the hall to let Hera and Kanan through as they carried the unconscious kid. She had never sensed anything like that girl since...no that's not possible. That can't be right.

The togruta followed them to the med bay where she watched them lie her on a medical bed. They stepped back and let the medical droid do its job. Ahsoka froze as she saw the holes that were ripped through her shirt, blood staining it. Her stitches were gushing blood now. Her vitals were dropping.

Hera and Kanan were surprised to see Ahsoka in the medical bay.

"Oh, Ahsoka," Hera cleared her throat. "We didn't notice you were there."

She nodded, "It's alright. Who is this girl? Is she the one who sent out the distress signal?"

Kanan shook his head, "No. We got sucked into a wormhole of some sorts that sent us to Earth. Ezra, Sabine, and I went down to the planet's surface to get some supplies. This girl helped us out and got hurt during a robbery."

Hera raised an eyebrow at Kanan. How convenient to leave out the part about her mugging them. She turned to Ahsoka. "We hope that's okay. We just didn't want her to die."

"She...is strange. In the Force," Ahsoka said and turned to Kanan. "Do you sense it?"

He nodded. "Yeah. She was the only thing me and Ezra could sense on Earth. We think she's Force-sensitive."

"It...it's like a ball of light…" Ahsoka was confused as to what she sensed. "Like fire."

"She smells like fire too," Hera commented. "Kid must be from some sort of industrial town."

"Yeah, she is. But, that town didn't smell like that," Kanan said. "I don't know."

"Does she smoke?" the medical questioned as he shoved an IV into Athena's arm. "It looks like she was in poor health even before this injury."

Kanan shook his head. "Smoke? She's a kid, I doubt."

"It's Earth, Kanan. That kid was ready to murder. I doubt smoking would be out of the question, " Hera said.

"Murder?" Ahsoka questioned.

"Her weapon was a fake. It was all bluff. She was all alone in those dangerous streets, starving and scared," Kanan argued. "She just wanted some food."

"And that means we take her to our secret Rebel fleet?" Hera questioned.

"We took in Ezra and Sabine. Why is this kid any different?" Kanan said. "Just because she's from Earth doesn't mean she doesn't need a family. She's been alone since she was a baby, Hera."

"Wait wait wait," Ahsoka interjected. "I'm confused. Can someone tell me the story?"

"Kanan adopted a girl that threatened to kill Ezra, Sabine, and him and she got shot," Hera said. "She's from Earth, which means she has never seen any other species but humans."

Kanan let out an angry sigh, "She was trying to get money and threatened us with a bluff because she was desperate for food. She pick-pocketed another guy and she bought us food. While we were getting supplies, another Earthling shot her when they were trying to rob the store we were in."

"Does she have a name?"

"Athena," Kanan said. He glanced back to the girl to see the medical droid finishing up the new stitches. They work fast. A medical droid did save Hera once before.

"What about her family?" Ahsoka questioned. "Did she say what happened to them?"

"They abandoned her as a baby," Kanan said.

"Let's keep her," Ahsoka shrugged. "I don't see why not."

"Ahsoka, Earthlings have really bad views about non-Earthlings. They think other life off Earth is crazy talk. She's only known humans her whole life," Hera said. "She's going to have a heart attack when she sees us."

"The kid had a blaster to her head and looked inconvenienced rather than scared," Kanan said. "I think she can handle seeing other species."

The three were taken away from their conversation as a machine let out a shrill. Her heart stopped. The girl stopped breathing.

Ahsoka didn't know this girl. She'd never seen her face before. She barely knew her name. Yet, she felt so connected to this child. Something about her...it was like Mortis all over again. Something you can see and feel yet not explain. The Force in its purest form. Neither good nor bad. The dark mixed with the light. The togruta didn't know why, but she rushed over to Athena's bedside. She grabbed her tiny, pale hand. She placed her other hand on the girl's forehead.

Ahsoka had no idea what she was doing nor why she was doing it. She closed her eyes, feeling the Force flowing through both of their bodies. She had never had this sensation since…the Daughter. The Force flowing between two individuals. But, Anakin wasn't there to mediate this time. It was just her and Athena. The little flame, now barely anything more than a cinder, was starting to glow again. The more Ahsoka focused on this girl and the Force that flowed between them, the brighter that cinder glowed. The flame grew.

Her heart began to beat again. Her breaths slowly began again, softly inhaling and exhaling.

Once Ahsoka felt the flame in the girl restore itself, she took away her hand from her head, but still clasped this girl's hand. She watched in wonder as the girl slowly opened her eyes. She was obviously drowsy.

Her vision was blurry. All she saw was gray. Then, some sort of an outline of some sort of orange, white, and blue thing. Were...those horns? Athena blinked a few more times to see a face. An orange face with white markings. Blue and white horns and headtails around her head. The woman had bright blue eyes and a soft smile.

The girl let out a bloodcurdling scream. Never had she seen anyone look even close to what this woman was. She yanked her hand away and scrambled to sit up, seeing her arm connected to some kind of tube that led to a bag of liquid. A clamp on her finger attached to a monitor with strange writings all over it.

Athena ripped the tube out of her arm as she scrambled to get out of the bed, blood erupting from her arm now. The girl's eyes went even wider and she screamed louder as the medical droid tried to warn her to sit back down. She ran towards the door, soon blocked by Hera and Kanan.

"Hey, hey, kid!" Kanan tried to calm her down. "You were shot! You gotta sit back down!"

Her eyes went wide when she looked at Hera. Dammit, she thought, she knew she was gonna be abducted by aliens. She screamed in terror.

Seeing no other doors or exits, Athena took her risks. She dove to the floor and managed to go between their legs. She dashed out into the bright white halls, ignoring the human rebels in weird looking armor and helmets.

Bad idea.

They started shouting at her. They told her to freeze. She didn't listen.

Figuring it was some escaped prisoner, they took out their blasters and pointed them at the running girl. She glanced behind her to see them ready to shoot.

She was so terrified.

She crouched down, gripping her scalp as she screamed at the tops of her lungs.

They fired,

It was cold again. Very cold. The girl thought she was dead. She thought her blood would stop flowing and freeze she felt so cold.

Ahsoka, Hera, and Kanan rushed out of the medical bay, following the path of the girl. They saw the two rebels holding up their blasters. Kanan grabbed onto one of them, holding his blaster high up as he pinned him to the wall.

"Don't shoot! She's just a kid!"

"Uh...Kanan..?" Hera was frozen as she looked down the hall. She had a horrified look on her face.

Kanan slowly turned his head, knowing the blaster he held up was smoking. His eyes were wide when he looked down the hall.

Two black circles still smoked off the side of a white dome. A block of ice. A half-orb of ice surrounding the girl, the smoking blaster shots riddling the outside of the ice shield.

"Ice?" Ahsoka questioned and looked at the two rebels that shot as Kanan let the one go. "What...what happened?"

"I don't know! The crazy lady wouldn't stop! She just fell down while screaming and this ball of ice shot up!" he exclaimed.

"That...she protected herself against the blaster shots…"Ahsoka pondered. She looked at Kanan. "She's more than Force-sensitive."

Kanan slowly nodded. "I'd say."

Ahsoka began to walk towards the shield of ice encasing the girl. "I'll talk to her. Maybe get her to trust us."

Kanan walked up to her and put a hand on her shoulder. "Better let me do that. She's only seen humans her whole life. She might have been startled by you."

Ahsoka nodded, realizing he had a valid point. "Okay."

Ahsoka walked over to Hera. The twi'lek pilot shaking her head.

"This is crazy. How can we expect to have her around if she freaks out at the sight of us?"

Ahsoka placed a reassuring hand on her shoulder, "I have a feeling she'll come around."

"We don't even know her," Hera argued.

"And she doesn't know us. But, I sense that she will be a good addition to the Rebellion."

"Uh...so do we just go..?" the other Rebel asked as he put his blaster away.

Hera glared at them. "Go." she turned to Ahsoka. "What is it about this girl that you and Kanan sense? I can only imagine it's something strong."

"It is," Ahsoka assured.

Kanan crouched down to the ground next to the ice shield. It was a bright white and the cold surface sucked all of the surrounding warmth from around it. The top of the half-sphere was about to his stomach as the girl continued to crouch down inside, gripping her head as she tightly closed her eyes.

Kanan was able to wipe a little window of vision on the ice with his sleeve, now able to see the girl a little clearer as her back faced him.

He lightly knocked on the cold ice with his bare hands. He winced, feeling as if he had just received some frostbite on his knuckles. He held his hand up to his mouth to warm it up. After relieving the pain, he talked to the girl. "Hey, kid...you okay?"

"This is just a dream, it's just a dream, just a dream!" she spoke to herself. "This isn't real!"

Kanan sighed. "I get it. You're scared. You don't know where you are. You don't know who these people are. You don't know what's going on."

"I was shot!" Athena cried out. "This is just a weird dream I'm having in my coma!"

"You're not in a coma," Kanan assured. "We healed you, but you need to go back to the medical bay. You took some bad damage and we need to watch over you."

"This isn't real!" she screamed. "This isn't real! Earth! I'm on Earth!"

"It's not a dream," Kanan calmly spoke. "You said you wanted to come with us. Well...this is where we're from. I guess you're a good observer. We really are from outer space."

"No! That isn't possible!" she screamed, tightening her grip on her scalp. "I'm just dreaming this! I'm on Earth! I'm in Cleveland! I'm just dreaming about you being aliens! You guys were just a little weird!"

Kanan winced at the word 'aliens'. Hopefully Hera didn't hear her.

He sat there for a moment, pondering on how to convince this little Earthling that this is reality. Not a dream.

"What will convince you that this isn't a dream?" Kanan asked.

"You can't read in a dream," Athena still had her back to him, eyes closed. "It doesn't matter! Aliens are real! We aren't in space! That robot wasn't real! Neither was that orange lady and neither was that green lady!"

Kanan pondered that. He needed to show her things she knew were real. He turned and shouted loud enough for Hera and Ahsoka to hear him.

"Hey, can you guys go get one of those backpacks on the Ghost? The ones we brought back from Earth? Bring me the black one."

Hera nodded and headed off to her ship.

He turned back to the girl. "Well, those women you saw were real. The green one in that pilot suit was the captain of the ship I live on. Her name is Hera."

"See?! This has to be a dream! She just happens to be named after a Greek goddess?" Athena let go of her scalp and turned around to face Kanan. She was wide eyed when she opened her eyes. She screamed. "What the hell?! What's with the ice?"

"You...don't remember doing that?" Kanan questioned.

"NO! I'm not freaking Elsa!" she screamed, sitting now, rapidly looking around the shield of ice. "How do I get out?! How did I even get in this?!"

Kanan had to back up as spikes began to protrude out of the shield of ice. "Hey, hey, kid! You're okay! We'll get you out of there! You just need to be calm!"

She let out a big sigh as she sat there, her face riddled with confusion. She curled up her knees and held them close, burying her face.

"This is insane!" she yelled. "This isn't real!"

Kanan turned to see Ezra running towards them, the black backpack in hand. "Thanks, Ezra." he took the bag. His Padawan was wide-eyed and was about to ask a question when Kanan stopped him. "It's fine. I'll take care of this. Go back to the Ghost."

Kanan turned back to the girl, curled up in a ball of fear.

"Do you want your bag?"

Kanan had to lean back as ice chunks flew at his face, her fist erupting through the window he had wiped away for them to see each other. She held out her hand in a gesture for him to give her the bag. She made the hole a bit bigger once she slammed the bag into the ice and into the sphere.

As Kanan crawled forward to get a better look at her, he was in shock to see her take out a white and orange stick, attempting to light the end on fire with a lighter as the other end stayed in her mouth. So she did smoke!

"Hey! That's not good for you!" Kanan tried to reach in to take the cigarette from her. The hole in the ice was quickly replenished with more ice. His hand landed on it and he quickly retracted it, having to put his hand in his mouth again to warm it up.

Another hole was punched and Athena spoke from it after taking a puff of smoke. "Hey, crazy dream guy, don't touch my shit."

Great, she smoked and swore.

"Don't reach in here. I need to wrap my head around all this and calm my nerves," Athena said. She took another puff, Kanan couched as the smoke came out of the hole. At least she started to calm down a little. "And I need a hole in this stupid thing if I gonna smoke. Each cig lasts me like five minutes."

"Ciggaras aren't good for you, you know?" Kanan said. "You're too young for that crap."

Athena took a pause and looked at Kanan with a raised eyebrow through the hole. "Ciggara? This? We call these cigarettes."

"They still aren't good for you."

"What are you, my dad?" Athena rolled her eyes. "You're just a figment of my imagination."

"You said yourself that you can't read while dreaming. Read to me what's on that box," Kanan said. Maybe he could get her to come to her senses.

The girl rolled her eyes and complied, picked up the little box of cigarettes and turned it to read. She sarcastically read: "Surgeon General's warning: Smoking causes Lung Cancer…" she drifted off. She read the warning label over and over again. The words didn't change. They didn't move. It was the same message over and over again. "Surgeon General's Warning: Smoking Causes Lung Cancer, Heart Disease, Emphysema, And May Complicate Pregnancy."

Her eyes were wide. She was speechless. Kanan met her horrified eyes and gave her a small comforting smile filled with pity for the petrified girl.

"This really isn't a dream…"

Kanan nodded.

"You...guys are really aliens."

"That- that's actually a really offensive term. We don't use that," Kanan advised.

"Oh….sorry," Athena took another puff of the cigarette and coughed. "Bleh! This brand sucks! It feels like my first smoke all over again!" She put the cigarette out on the wall of ice and threw the carton and burnt cigarette in her bag. She coughed a couple times. As her coughing subsided, she slowly reached for her stomach. It didn't hurt. It wasn't bleeding.

Confused, she lifted up her shirt and looked down to see the new stitches she had just received were falling out, a pale pink scar behind them. Perfectly healed. Kanan saw and was confused as well. How did it heal so quickly?

"My wounds…" she traced her finger around the pink scar. "They healed. These stitches...they're falling out."

Kanan shook his head. "They just put those in you minutes ago. They should fall out when you healed completely. No way…"

Athena looked to Kanan, her eyes terrified again. "What...what's going on? What's happening?"

"You're Force-sensitive," Kanan began. "It means you have a connection to the Force."

"The Force?"

"Well…it's everywhere. It surrounds us. Penetrates us. It binds the galaxy together," he remembered the same old spiel he gave Ezra all that time ago. Now thinking of it, she wasn't even from this galaxy. Maybe the Force worked differently there in the Milky Way.

She was still confused.

"It...it's basically what connects everything together. It makes it so I can lift things without holding them-"

She cocked her head to the side, still confused. "Like telepathy?"

"Yes, but there's more to that," Kanan said. "All living things are connected to it."

"Like the fabric of the universe?" she questioned.

Kanan gave an unsure nod and shrug, "Well...kinda. That's one way to look at it."

"So...those women back there I saw...I don't want to sound rude- but what are they? They don't look like humans."

"The one who had orange and white skin is Ahsoka. She is also strong with the Force. Her species is togruta," Kanan said. "The lady with green skin was Hera. She's a twi'lek. They're people just like you and me."

"Do they speak English too?"

Kanan raised an eyebrow. "English?"

"The language you and I are speaking right now! English!"

"Oh- yeah. We call this language Basic," Kanan said. "And yeah, just about everyone in this Rebellion speaks it."

"Rebellion?!"

Kanan sighed and rubbed the back of his neck. "Yeah...I guess you wouldn't really know about it, but we're basically a group of people fighting the Empire. It's an evil empire that overtook the galaxy and wiped out almost all of the Jedi."

"Jedi?"

Kanan didn't realize how much he would have to explain to her. He felt out of place and confused on that one little planet. He couldn't imagine how this girl felt now, entering a whole new galaxy.

"They are the protectors of the galaxy They all had a strong connection to the Force like you, me, Ahsoka, and Ezra."

"Ezra? That boy?" Athena questioned. "He can do this stuff too?"

"Well, none of us can actually do anything like you just did," Kanan gestured to the ice around her. "Healing, yes, but rarely."

"Why am I so different then?" she asked.

"I don't know, to be honest," Kanan admitted. "But I want you to be trained. You have a gift, Athena. You can use it for the greater good of the galaxy - yours and ours."

"Wait, I'm in another galaxy?!" she screeched in horror.

"Yes," Kanan did his best to keep her calm. "But you're safe here. You're in the middle of the Rebellions biggest war fleet. No one is going to hurt you."

Athena shifted her eyes upward as she saw another figure approach them, placing a hand on Kanan's shoulder as he still sat on the ground.

"It's okay, Kanan, I think I can explain things to her."