Yada yada i own nothing. Starkiller and Juno have a little more time to chat

A/N 1/ 21/09: Believe me everybody i am well aware of the many errors in this chapter and as such i am editing it

Chapter 15:

Old Memories and New Dreams

"Who was she?" Starkiller questioned angrily. The pilot winced, hoping that General Kota would not lash out.

"Princess Leia Organa, daughter of Senator Bail Organa," responded the Jedi calmly.

"I'm assuming that he is your contact in the Senate," Juno pushed, turning to face the two after plotting a random jump.

The General nodded in confirmation. "That information would have been a bit more useful beforehand. Now, I want to talk to Senator Organa."

"You can't," he said simply.

"What?" Starkiller asked incredulously. "I-I just rescued his daughter on a planet that was overrun with stormtroopers!"

"Relax boy. You can't talk to him because I can't find him," Kota answered with frustration. "He's gone missing."

"When?" Juno queried.

"Not long ago, he tried to recruit me to rescue Leia," Kota began. "I refused, and he went searching for Master Shaak Ti. I don't know if you've ever been there, but it's a dangerous place. The fool went after her anyway alone. He dropped off the grid as soon as he landed on-"

"Felucia…" Starkiller finished.

Juno shot him the biggest death glare she could manage. Of all the things to be their downfall! Starkiller also sensed his mistake and his hand reflexively gripped the lightsaber at his belt.

Kota frowned. "The Force is strong with you, my boy. To be able to sense even my thoughts…"

"You're just easy to read old man," the apprentice lied.

Kota seemed satisfied. "Then you should already know our next mission: We're going to Felucia, to rescue Senator Organa."

"We can't right now," Juno said. "The cloak has to recharge and Starkiller should rest."

"Fine, fine," Kota snorted. "I'll be in the cargo hold searching this tin can for something to drink and then take a nap."

Juno shrugged and turned back to her console before being joined by Starkiller. "I meant what I said. Go get some rest," she said sternly to the young man.

"Me?" Starkiller queried, blinking his eyes in innocence. "I couldn't sleep now if I tried after what happened. You on the other hand haven't slept in days."

"Pilot training," Juno replied before stifling a yawn. "What happened down there?"

"I found where all of this started," he answered.

"Your old home?" the pilot asked incredulously. "I can't imagine what kind of emotions that brought up. If I had to go back to Corulag…I don't think I would want to see my old home."

Starkiller only stared out of the forward viewport. "It was…difficult. I'm still not sure what it all means to me," he said with great difficulty.

Juno put a comforting hand on the man's shoulder and squeezed gently. "I'm sure you'll figure it out."

The apprentice gave a small smile and nodded. "You've always had confidence in me, even when we first met."

"Actually I thought you were a bit of an ass, but you have yet to prove that my confidence is misplaced," she replied playfully.

"An ass? I thought you were a stuck up snoop," he shot back. "But I have always had the same confidence in you."

"Thank you," Juno blushed.

"You're welcome, but I can't keep putting my confidence in you if you don't sleep," Starkiller said as he dragged Juno from her chair.

"Get off," Juno half protested before finally letting him lead her towards the pilot bunk. Once the door swished shut behind the two, Starkiller released her arms and crossed his own. "Once you leave, I'm not going to sleep," Juno said defiantly. "Besides, somebody has to do the jump calculations for Felucia."

"PROXY and I are more than capable of doing so," the warrior reasoned. "Bed. Now."

"Fine," she groaned, before throwing her black flight jacket towards his face and turned to look for something to sleep in. Starkiller deftly caught the offending garment and threw it over his shoulder. "What?" Juno asked when she caught him staring with a worried look.

"Where did you get that?" he asked, pointing to her lower back.

Juno looked as well and realized that she had been wearing the same shirt from the Executor incident. The rips and tears from the shards of glass were still present. But Starkiller was pointing to a particularly large hole. Juno grimaced. She knew what was there, a scar much like Starkiller's gained in a very similar manner. The pilot felt very fortunate that most of her actions were restricted to a very comfortable chair, because every once in awhile she could feel the glass fragments rubbing. "Vader delivered my treason sentence personally," Juno whispered before turning to face the warrior. She saw horror, shock, pain, and anger all fleet across Starkiller's face when he heard this.

"Did he…"

"Yes," she said, knowing the question.

"I'm sorry," Starkiller said softly and drew Juno close to his chest.

He's…hugging me? Juno blushed at the warmth the man's body gave off and could only rest her forehead on his chest. "I don't blame you," Juno said before being released from the embrace. "I blame Vader. That's why we're here," she said with determination. "To stop him and the Emperor."

Starkiller only nodded in response. "Get some rest," he said before leaving.

Juno sighed and ungracefully plopped into her awaiting bunk before sleep took over.

It was raining on Kashyyyk. Juno was staring at the ground, and when she looked up, she found herself surrounded by Kota, PROXY, as well as three other people she could not identify. All had their eyes directed towards a recently upturned pile of soil. The mood was very somber, but Juno could not understand why. An explosion impacted on a nearby tree and everybody's eyes turned skyward. The Empire had arrived. And before she could do anything, there was a metallic breathing behind her. It was Vader. Before she could even think to run, the pilot was lifted into the air and pulled closer to the Dark Lord. "Now you will join him," said the Sith's altered voice. And she was thrown back towards the upturned earth. Her head struck a very large rounded stone. As blood quickly trickled into her eyes she made out the very blurry inscription. "Through his death, we the Rebellion shall live. Starkiller."

Juno awoke with a start. This was why she did not sleep. She could not stop dreaming about some sort of very violent future. Every single time somebody wound up dead. Sometimes it was by Vader's or the Emperor's hand. Other times it was by the mystery assailant from her dream on Felucia. And now they were going back. Juno was not and never claimed to be a Jedi, but there was something about the dreams that seemed somewhat prophetic. Perhaps it was a warning by the Force or some other higher power. Either way it was not the future she envisioned.

The pilot paused. What was her vision? A happy life? Fighting in the Rebellion? Staying by Starkiller's side? Juno sighed in frustration, she hoped that their actions on Felucia did not give her any of the outcomes in her dreams.

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