Her second chance

Hours before ; prologue- pov 2

"Okay Chewie, prepare yourself for a lightspeed jump!" I say as I turn on the level.

A brutal little move pushes me to the back of my seat. I stand up, and turn on the autopilot.

"I'm going to check on the fire station. We might need it where we're going."

The wookie grunges, and I nod at him.
Sure, I know the way now. It has been at least two weeks since I "own" the Millenium Falcon, and even though I can sometimes use the help of the map Chewie gave me, I can handle a walk in these white corridors.
Once arrived in front of the ladder, I begin my way down.

I arrive in a small room, wide enough for one person, and a range of weapons facing me.

As I get all the stuff ready in case of something going wrong, I think about these two past weeks. Strangely, I can't think about something else than the General. About the sparkle of light I saw in her eyes when she bequeathed me this spaceship. This beacon of... of what? Never someone looked at me like that, exept maybe... him...? No way, stop thinking about this...
Hope? When he extanded a hand to me... He was expecting something from me.
Just like the General Organa when she gave me the responsability of the Falcon. Never before has someone spoken to me this way.
Funny it is to think that only a few days ago, I was still seeing it as a piece a junk.
And now it's my piece of junk. My responsability, to bring a little more peace in the galaxy.
The ground suddenly starts to shake. Through the comms, I ask Chewie what's going on.

-"Are we landing?
- Wrreahrrrr!
- Then why is the ship skaking like that?!", I say, nearly yelling because of the noisy background.

I pull a level that moves one of the guns and rapidly go back to the piloting area. I almost jump the whole ladder and try to run through the gangway. A sudden quake makes me stumble, but I don't fall. When I arrive in the pod, I see Chewie trying to handle all the buttons himself, typing whith his huge furry fingers.
Without saying a word, I take the pilot seat and put my hands where they need to be. Still looking at the dashboard, I ask:

-So, what is going on?!

Chewie doesn't answer and threws his left arm in front of me.
Feeling stupid, I finally look at the window. What I see widen my eyes. Plenty of asteroids float in space, right on our way.

-Concentrate?! How am I suppose to concentrate! I never had to deal with a asteroide field bef...

The wookie slams his hand to my mouth, clearly telling me to focus. I freeze. 

I have no idea of how to pilot in a danger area. Chewie starts to explain me and I try to focus as hard as possible.

All of a sudden, I spot a piece of rock flying right towards us, about to hit the ship.

Without even thinking, I grab a controller and pull it to the left.
The spaceship violently leans to the left and I fall off from my seat. The wookie groans.

-Ye-Yeah I'm fine...

I probably hit my head but I'm okay. I put myself on my feet and take the seat. I have to focus on the road now.
What would Han Solo do?

-Chewie, put on hour harness! It's about to move real hard!

I grab mine and move my seat forward. Now is time for action. Chewbacca seems to understand what I want to do and ties his seatbelt.

Everything happens so fast. The ship goes up and down and makes me feel a bit sick. Three small asteroids hit us but I finally manage to get out of this nightmare. Chewie grunts in joy, and I let out a sigh I didn't know I was holding.
I triumphantly look at him, and he looks back.

-Wreeeh Rrao.

-Nice job yourself! We never would have survived without you. Thanks my friend.

I look back at the board. A sudden thought rushes through my mind.

-Chewie, can I get a map of this road, please?

A hologram apears on the glass. I stare at it a moment.

-Right! Here! We are in the Mid Rim region, see. So on the Nal Hutta road, it's suppose to be asteroid free... I don't understand...