I LOVED writing this. It was relaxing. :D Please do my poll and Review. A special thanks to DeathGoddesses for reviewing! I think I've babbled long enough so here is the story!

Grate woke up and looked at his watch; he was surprised to see it say that it was 1100. He was surprised he slept this long; then he was surprised that the General hadn't drug them out of bed at 0500. He got out of bed and shook Acher awake.

"Wha, huh?"

"It's 1100 and the General didn't wake us up!"

"What? Why didn't she?" Acher pulled himself out of bed and hollered at the other men that it was past time they were up. Acher struggled into his armor and hustled outside to find the general. He found her sitting on a rock, deep in thought. He started walking away silently, remembering that the last time he disturbed a general when they were meditating, he and the rest of his men had gotten 'smoked' (Army word for doing so many calisthenics you will get sick to the stomach. Calisthenics is another word for pushups, sit-ups, chin-ups, ect.)

"Don't go, I sense you have a question for me." Acher was shocked she wanted to talk to him.

"Yes Sir; my men and I were wondering why you didn't get us up."

"Acher, I don't want to have to tell you again, I'm a Ma'am not a Sir. To answer your other question, you needed the sleep; besides we aren't storming the cavern today. After our hike all of us are drained of energy. Energy we will need for storming the cavern. You and your men may relax. We will leave for the cavern at 0500 tomorrow. If you sleep through your alarm, you will get a bucket of freezing cold water poured on your head."

After she said that she turned away and closed her eyes. He hovered for a few minutes before he figured out that meant he was dismissed. He went back to where his brothers were waiting and told them what she told him. They were ecstatic; it wasn't every day they could relax. They decided to spend the day pranking the General like they had planned. They found her cloak and made a trap with it. They put itching powder on her fork, put honey in her boots and many other things that would annoy anyone to the point they would freak out and start yelling at them. None of this seemed to annoy her. They pulled their last prank for the day (they put a snake in her sleeping bag and soaked her pillow in water) and went to bed. They had seen all the pranks except the honey in her boots; they wondered why she didn't put them on.

The next morning they were all certain they were up by 0500 so they didn't get a bucket of water on their head. They listened hard to hear her exclaim about her boots but she didn't say a thing. When she arrived she had wet hair that was curly; the only dry part of her hair was her bangs, they were straightened and hanging over her one eye. Acher hadn't noticed before but she had her ears pierced and diamond studs in.

"All right men, I see you're all here. I was really hoping one of you would be late but it looks like you look out for each other. Acher you look preoccupied, are you ready or do we need to wait?"

"No, I am ready, Sir."

She whirled, eyes flashing, he was sure he was gonna get it now. "Alright than Don, let's roll."

His eyebrows shot up as he yelled to command, "MOVE OUT!"

His men switched to private channels and started talking, "Don? Where in the Galaxy did she get that? Your names Acher."

"Marksman, he knows what his name is. Maybe she thought you were Don."

"No, she called me Acher yesterday afternoon; so she knows who I am." The men shrugged and kept relatively quiet for the rest of the march. All too soon they were at the cavern; the general held up her hand and they all stopped.

"Don, you and the rest of the boys will create a diversion. I'll take Grate, sneak in and plant the explosives."

"Sir, my name is Acher, not Don."

"I know, but I'm calling you Don."

"May I ask why?"

"Yes, you may." Acher was silent, trying to figure out why she didn't answer him.

Then suddenly he got it, "Why are you calling me Don?"

She smiled as she replied, "Because you call me Sir."

"I don't understand."

"Look up what Don means; it should be clear after that."

Acher, I mean Don, took the troops around to create a diversion. Grate and the general started walking toward the other side of the base.

"General, can I ask you a question?"

"Shoot, just not literally."

He smiled and continued, "Why did you pick me for this mission?"

"Because you walk lightly and don't make much noise; also because you are more like me than you think."

"What do you mean by that?"

"That first day, on the ship; it wasn't just excitement that kept you were awake."

"Well Ma'am, it kind of was."

"You suffer from dreams, no, they're better called nightmares."

"Yes, I do."

"Do you want to tell me what they are about?"

"The first mission with General Katona; it was a suicide mission and he made it clear that anyone who fell behind was going to be left behind. We were almost to the ship when I got it in the leg; I only got out because Flip and Dick drug me out of there. I've been reliving it in my dreams ever since."

"It is a terrible thing."

"You said we're alike General, how?"

"I don't like the term General, just call me Del. I also suffer from 'nightmares'. It was a mission I went on with my master; Grievous tried to kill her and I ended up in the way of his blade. Unless I'm exhausted it's hard to sleep." They reached the back of the cavern then and remained silent. Del slipped into a vent and unlocked the back door. They silently crept in, planted the explosives and crept back out. Then they went to help Don and his crew. They were fighting against heavy resistance, tanks, droidikas, and various other weapons they didn't have. Don and his men were fighting bravely but the droids had the upper hand. She told Grate to get out of there and ran toward Don. Grate watched her move and realized that she was a good runner. He watched as in one smooth movement she unclipped her lightsaber from her belt, ignited it and deflected a bolt headed for her. She told Don to get his men out of there. There was too much fire directed toward them for them to turn and run, so they did it slowly. Grate knew that they would need as much help as they could get; so he ignored the General's order and ran toward them firing his gun as he ran. They were almost out of range when one of the tanks fired straight at them. The General saw it but instead of running she pushed the troops out of the way of the blast and didn't get out of the way herself. Grate saw the explosion pick her up and throw her against a bunch of rocks. He heard Don yell for them to get out of there and saw the troops run. Another time he didn't listen to orders and ran toward the General. Don had run toward her also.

"What are you doing here? I told you to return."

"You can't carry her back yourself very fast and they're going to be shooting at us again soon! So stop protesting and let me help you."

"I thought you didn't like her."

"I didn't before, but after I talked to her today I realized she was as bad as we all thought she would be. Why are you helping her?"

"I don't want her to die before I find out what she called me!" Between the two of them they managed to get her back to camp and to the medics. They were both hoping it was nothing serious.