I gazed Juno's body, her white shirt and black leather jacket were now drenched along with her leather trousers. Her once golden hair was now dirtied and wet and she had a blank expression on her face but I knew that she had went through so much pain because of me, and it tore me up inside.

I gently lifted Juno's body up off the ground and limped towards a set of steel double doors. They opened as I walked towards them and revealed a bright white corridor ahead of me, as I passed through I was greeted by the dead bodies of at least a dozen storm troopers most died from lightsaber wounds others from rebel pistols, the generals handiwork I presumed. I slowly stumbled through the corridor to another set of double doors but these ones did not open at my presence and so I forced the two doors apart with a slow wave of my hand. The view through the bent metal doors was not a bright corridor but a soaked outside walkway that eventually led to a landing zone with a vacant imperial drop ship in need of a pilot.

I stepped across the drenched walkway entered the ship and moved through to the sleeping chambers, I placed Juno's now cold body onto the bed closed her eyes and gave her one last kiss on her forehead then returned to the pilots quarters.

I initiated the engines, kick-started the thrusters and activated the anti gravity suspensors, ready for takeoff.

The shuttle slowly floated off of the ground and glided into the depths of space. I didn't know where I was going or what I was yet going to do but I was glad to be off of that cold damp planet and hoped never to return to it again.

I sat in the pilots chair with all these possibilities going through my mind, the ship was drifting through space with no place to go, I kept thinking of what I was going to do.

I needed someone to talk to. Was there anymore of my friends out there in the deep mouth of space.

I sighed and lounged in the pilot chair, my head was filled with too much to handle I had to rest I thought I would close my eyes for a moment but I was soon in a deep much needed sleep I dreamt of the times before this happened before I was left for dead by an evil version of myself

I was enjoying my dream, I seen the faces of the people who I loved, I befriended and then the face of a strange woman, a tall woman fighting…but fighting what. The sound of roaring and shrieking filled the atmosphere around her but she didn't move she didn't even flinch. She was in some sort of jungle Naboo maybe or Kashyyyk. With a determined expression on her face and a yellow-bladed lightsaber in hand she yelled and struck many horrible creatures to the ground, as there dying shrieks echoed she took one last strike of her blade and then I awoke.

I was dazed and confused from what I had just witnessed I felt as though I knew this person, but I didn't. I shook myself fully awake and returned to thinking of what I was going to do.

I decided it would be better to bury Juno first. I wanted the place to be peaceful and beautiful and bright, just like she was. Then I finally came to a conclusion and set the ships coordinates to the bright forest of Naboo.

I set the ship to autopilot then decided to get out of my soaked clothes and see what else there I could find, I searched a few lockers and found a clean shirt with steel shoulder guards along with a pair of black trousers and boots. I fixed myself into these new clothes gently lowering the shirt down my chest trying not to hurt my wound.

I let out little groans every time I accidentally nudged my stomach, I thought maybe I could heal it with a bacta tank or something so I took a second look through all of the lockers and then checked a few boxes on the floor and to my luck I found a bottle of the thick blue liquid, I sighed heavily.

"Ok." I said taking off the lid and lifting up my shirt.

I slowly poured small portions onto my wound which made it sting immediately.

I bit my lip to sustain the pain and kept the liquid pouring onto my wounded stomach, it burned ferociously as I lapped onto my chest.

After a few moments the burning hole in my chest closed up thanks to help of the bacta tank and it no longer caused me pain.

I lay down against the wall sighing heavily then returned to the pilots chair to continue my slumber.