Star Wars: A Resistance Story Book 4.

Chapter 1: Baby, Conspiracy and Droid.

It would be soon eight months now that the Battle of Exegol had occurred. Life was slowly starting again, but they all knew that war wasn't over yet. A big part of the Last Order's troops had been destroyed or arrested, but some remained and were still fighting despite their loss.

The Resistance's members were working hard to build back the Republic, while trying to reduce as much as possible the potential remaining dangers. So, Finn, Rose and Connix, along with several Resistants, had left to settle a Command Post on Coruscant. The former Capital of the Republic would be back at service again, at least until peace was really back in the Galaxy.

On Takodana, where a new base of the Resistance had been placed few times ago, the General Poe Dameron was leaving quickly his tent, obviously furious. He crossed the camp almost running, heading towards the tarmac.

"Oh Master Poe, Captain Brans wanted to know if..."

"Not now 3PO!"

The poor droid almost couldn't avoid an angry move from the pilot and looked at him as he left, obviously shocked by his attitude.

"Oh really!"

Dameron ignored the comment and went on. Rarely he had been in such furious state than right now. The mission was a success though: a small group of Fighters had been sent in recognition of an enemy base. But after having been noticed, they had to face a fight where they weren't enough. Luckily, and thanks to the talent of many members of the squad, they were all back safe and in the same time, had destroyed the Last Order's base. But it wasn't the reason behind the anger of Poe. No, the real reason was the presence of a certain pilot among the squad.

As he was reaching the tarmac, all the ships had landed and most of the pilots were already on the ground. Among them, Bango and Nodin, who glanced at their superior as he passed in front of them without saying a word.

"And here we go..."

The young informatician and new pilot nodded softly, without being able to hide an amused smile.

"We told her that he would be furious..."

Poe arrived next to a black X-Wing with a red bird on the beak, and gave a violent hit on the cabin.

"Are you kidding me?"

The pilot inside removed her helmet, letting go her long brown hair, before turning her emerald green eyes on the General.

"What? Are you going to act like that for long? We did it!"

"Ly'ra, what the hell did I tell you? You must not pilot again!"

Obviously amused, the young woman let BB8 leave the Fighter before standing up. She climbed over the cockpit carefully and went down the few steps of the stairs before facing her husband. She adjusted her pilot's uniform, revealing a round shape.

"/You/ said that you didn't want me to pilot. Just a detail, but I never said I agreed."

The young pilot stepped aside Dameron, who let out a groan of exasperation, and she headed towards the Command tent, removing her gloves, followed closed behind by her General of a husband, while BB8 was leaving to find 3PO.

"Ly'ra, you're..."

"Pregnant and not dying my Love! And as long as I'll be able to fly, I won't stop, believe me!"

Dameron caught her and grabbed her arm, forcing her to turn around and look at him.

"How many times did I almost lose you in this war, hm? Too many times! I'm not kidding, it's over!"

Ly'ra took a deep breath. She knew he was worried. Once the happiness of the news was past, he had started to see threat almost everywhere and he became overprotective. A behaviour she could have liked, if she was someone else. The young woman looked up at her husband and softly took his face in her hands.