Beyond Our World (An Earth meets starwars fanfic) Very good, READ PLEASE! :D

Hehe, thanks Lilith and Jedi Striker, I'm so glad you guys are stickin' with us! Here's some more, this was written by padawan lunetta.
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Anne fidegeted as Mon Mothma described how the bothans had found the plans for the second Death Star. She knew that the upcoming battle was the biggest that the Alliance would face yet. It could either turn out be their greatest Victory so far or their end. She hoped to heck it
was the former and not the latter.
Anne thought back to the past two years of her life. She had been whisked away from her home planet and galaxy. She hadn't even been to another country before! And after that she joined a war for freedom of the new galaxy she was in, the one that she would have to make her home.
She had figured that it was bad enough not being able to live on Earth anymore, and to live without freedom would not be living at all. In the Rebellion she had turned out to be a good enough pilot to join Rogue Squadron and had fought countless space battles under Luke
Skywalker's command. She had seen friends die and had actually taken another persons life. That feeling was strange, and maturing. War, she mused was a strange and maturing thing. There were warrants out for her arrest and prices on her head.
Admiral Ackbar stood to speak and Anne wondered where Luke was. She and Luke had developed little crushes on eachother over the past few years and she feared that she liked him more than he her at times. She knew he liked her, but not nearly as much as he liked Leia. She had no hard feelings for Leia, she even considered her to be a friend, a good one. It just cut deep into her heart to know that Luke liked Leia more than her.
Anne also had the disconserting feeling that she would never see Luke again, or at least not for a long, long time. Anne smiled when General Madien mentioned Han's mission and had called him, "General." Anne caught his eyes and smiled her congradulations to him. He threw her a wink, aknowledging her smile. Luke walked in then, volunteering to join Han's near suicidal mission.

Anne paced back and forth across her X-wing, inspecting it. The entire fleet was going to attack the Imperials at Endor and Anne felt a tingle of excitement course through her body.
"Everything look ok Anne?" Luke called out and turned around, a smile blossoming on her face when she saw him.
"Yeah, how you been Luke?" She asked stepping forward to him.
"Pretty good. How about you?" He asked resting his right hand on her left shoulder.
"Just dandy." Anne answered with a smile. Luke grinned, "That's good." Anne covered Luke's hand on her shoulder with her own and stared into his deep blue eyes.
"Luke, why do I get the feeling that after today we won't see eachother for a long time or even forever?"
Luke shook his head and gripped her other arm with his free hand. "We will see eachother again, after you and the Rogues have blown the Death Star. We'll celebrate the Alliance's greatest victory together."
Anne shook her head, she wished she could belive Luke, but the feeling in her gut wouldn't allow her to.
"I don't think so......" Anne started. Luke pressed his hand against her
cheek.
"We will. You weren't a 'sucky' pilot now were you?"Anne laughed. "No, but that's only because I had the best pilot and teacher in the Alliance."
"And I had the best student." Luke said. He then inclined his head towards hers and kissed her lips tenderly. Anne froze at first, a little surprised at his abrupt kiss. She recovered quickly and returned it with equal tenderness.
Someone cleared their throat. Luke and Anne reluctantly ended their kiss and turned to see Lando Calrissian who grinned at them like a school boy. Annd blushed deeply and Luke squeezed her shoulder.
"Sorry to break you two love nerfs, but Han's waiting for you Luke. And you've got a briefing to go to Anne."
Anne nodded. "It's alright, General Calrissian." She said then she hugged Luke tight.
"Goodbye Commander Skywalker." She said, using his rank to tease him.
"See ya soon Anne." Luke returned giving her a final

 

It reminds me of my story a bit, so how can I not read it?

Oo, and are Anne and Rose ever going to go home again?

 

MAybe.....muahaha! Not in the near future mind you though. (And it IS kinda like yours, it began in Utah... )

 

Yes, much of the world's misery starts in Utah . . . (joke)

 

Hehe!!! That's true!! Thanks for reading Lilith!!!!

 

Ok here's some more. *btw- The first part was written by lunetta, and the 2nd (imperial) by me ) Enjoy!
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The Death Star blew brilliantly and Anne flew her X-wing away from the explosion joyously. The second Death Star had been destroyed and she'd helped. She flew through the debris then her heart caught in her throat. Three Tie fighters were coming straight at her. She shot one of them with double quad lasers and whooped when it blew. Her whoop was silented with the appearance of a fligth of Tie Inercepters came up behind her and another three surrounded her at all sides. She turned her ship to fly evasivley and was immediatly bombarded by the ties. Within seconds her ship was dead in space. Suddenly a Star Destroyer loomed overhead and felt her ship moving up to it. Anne swallowed hard. Being an Imperial prisoner was surely worse than death.
Two stormtroopers pulled Anne gruffly to the Imperial Admirals office who grinned oily at her when she entered.
"Welcome Anne Dorsey, to the Star Destroyer 'Dominant.' I do hope you enjoy your ride aboard.
Anne wiggled in the troopers grasp. "You can't hold me here forever!"
"I most certainly could, if I wanted to. But I feel that Kessel would be a more suitable place for rebel scum, such as yourself. And don't even think that your rebel friends will come to rescue you. You will more than likely be on their casualty list, considering how well we staged
your death."
Anne bit her lip. "Why did you do that?"
"You are in no position to question me Anne. Guards, escort this young
girl to detention block 11A."
The guards saluted him and dragged her down the bridge towards the detetention block. Anne sighed in defeat, Kessel didn't sound too bad.... and she was sure she could find a way to escape, somehow.
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Miften studied the report of the decoded message they'd intercepted some time ago.
"Is anyone out there?" He read aloud.
What kind of an idiot would take the time to code such a ridiculous message? Especially this strange of a code. It had taken the Empire 2 weeks to decode it. The message had intrigued the Emperor. He'd sent Miften and his men on a mission to find this new planet and bring it into Imperial rule. The Emperor had felt it wise to get turf in the next galaxy over. So Miften and his 3 Star Destroyers, filled with fleets of Tie Fighters, were now in hyperspace on their way to this unknown galaxy. He wasn't sure what he'd find when he got there. But he was determined to make the Emperor proud.
"Sir we've just entered the boundaries of the next galaxy. We should be reaching our destination within 2 standard hours." An Imperial officer announced.
"Good." Miften said, staring out the view ports.

 

(And more, this was written by moi! ) Hope ya like, and as always, comments please!!!
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Rachelle breathed a sigh of contentment as she descended the ramp of the transport. This was her first time back on Earth in a year. It was good to be home. She felt a tap on her left shoulder and instinctively looked to the left to see who it was. But no one was there. She rolled her eyes and turned all the way around. She saw Mike smirking at her.
"What is it Mike?" She asked.
He always liked to tease her. It seemed to be one of his favorite games. He came into step beside her.
"Who me?" He asked innocently.
"Ah would you quit bugging her Mike?" Brian asked stepping up on Rachelle's other side.
"It's alright Brian, I'm used to it." Rachelle said good naturedly. For some reason Brian had grown extra protective ever since Mike had joined their group. This bothered her. Rachelle smiled and stuck out her foot, tripping Mike who'd been caught off guard. He grabbed hold of her arm to steady himself, this caused her to loose her balance and the two ended up sprawled on the floor, laughing hysterically.
"Mike, I could kill you!" Rachelle said through her laughter.
"Hey it's your own fault!" Mike pointed out.
"I hate it when you're right." Rachelle said sitting up.
Brian took her hand and helped her up. She brushed herself off, and Mike did the same. Soon Carolyn and Susan joined them.
"So now what?" Susan asked all of them. "We just go home?"
"Yeah, for a month. Then we go back to Mars again." Carolyn muttered.
"I really don't see the point in them having us do all this. It's a huge waste of the tax payers money if you ask me." Mike remarked.
"True, but if we'd never been called to train on Mars, none of us would have ever been friends!" Rachelle said somewhat seriously and somewhat jokingly.
"Now that's the spirit!" Carolyn said.
Rachelle looked back at the transporter. Everyone was off of it now. Suddenly goose bumps appeared on her skin. A strange feeling flowed into her. It was like she could sense an unknown danger that would be coming, soon. That's ridiculous she thought uneasily.
"Rachelle, is something wrong?" Brian asked her.
"Oh nothing. I just suddenly felt cold." She said.
That wasn't entirely untrue. Rachelle looked at Brian and noticed that he too was looking around uneasily. Had he felt it too? Brian's deep brown eyes focused on her again and Rachelle looked away. Then, she felt his arm slip around her shoulder and he squeezed her gently. She looked back at him and smiled appreciatively.

 

Whoa, what happened to Anne!?!?! I need more!

 

Dropped on her head, when a baby she was. He he, Thanks for reading!

 

Yeah well Rachelle is FAT!!

 

You guys are good. You better get another post in here quick, or else I'm gonna freak out and eat my cat.

I don't know why I said that, I guess it's the weekend crazies.

 

*Calms down since the last fan fic she read*

Okieday den.. Poor Anne! poor Rose! Too bad they'll probably never make it home.. *tries to remember where Kessel is, then goes to check on a list thingy she has*Hmm.. I think my Kara Tegil here was born during this time...

Very, very, very, very, VERY good, you guys!... You wouldn't happen to be handing out tips, would you?

A Very Calm Kara Tegil cool.gif

 

Rachelle's not fat!!! Anne is an imbicile! hehe! Here's some more! (I think we're going to bombard you!)
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The Star destroyer 'Serpent' reaching its destination, came out of hyperspace along with the 'Enforcer', and the 'Gargoyle'. The three Imperial destroyers hovered menacingly before the glowing blue planet. Admiral Miften on board the 'Serpent sat gazing at it through the starboard view ports. It was hard to believe that he and his men had really traveled to an entirely different galaxy and were now reaching an uncharted, unknown civilization and solar system.
"'Gargoyle' and 'Enforcer' begin charging up your laser weapons, and await further orders." Miften commanded.
"Yes sir." The captains of the other two start destroyers responded.
"Officer Kimini, what is the status report of this planet?" He asked.
Officer Kimini was a small man in his late 20's. He'd been a good servant to Miften ever since his arrival a few years back.
"Well sir, there doesn't seem to be any sort of shield protecting it's atmosphere. There are massive life form readings however, but it appears to have limited, almost primitive technological readings."
"No shield?" He asked baffled. This was going to be easier than he'd perceived.
"Yes sir." Kimini replied. The light to their comm unit began blinking. "Sir, it looks as though they're aware of our presence, we're being hailed."
"Put me through to them!" He said immediately.
"Yes my lord." Kimini said. Soon a voice came through the speakers.
"Unidentified ships, this is the USA. Please identify yourself." A human voice speaking perfect, but accented basic said.
This was strange indeed. "USA, this is Admiral Miften of the Galactic Empire. In the name of the Emperor, we have come to take over this planet. I would advise you to make no attempt to resist." Miften said back to him.
Although he doubted this USA had any idea what was really happening. There was a brief pause on the other line.
"What is the meaning of this. What Empire? Which country are you from?" The man's voice carried a tinge of anger and confusion.
"That is of no concern to you. Just prepare to receive us." Miften barked back.
"He then hailed the 'Enforcer's captain, Nintis. "Fire at will Nintis. Let's give these aliens a taste of Imperial enforcements." Miften commanded.
He sat back and watched as the 'Enforcer' began shooting a volley of turbo lasers at the glowing planet.
"Enough please! We are ready to discuss this matter with you in a more civilized manner." The USA representative's frantic voice came again.
Miften let the 'Enforcer' continue it's blasting a moment longer, just to show them he meant business. After that he commanded Nintis to cease fire. He'd made his point.
"Good I'm glad we were able to come to an understanding." Miften replied, a smile reaching the corners of his mouth. "Now if you'll be so kind as to give us the coordinants, we'll come down and chat."

 

Oops! I that last post was from me too. See Lunetta and I are sisters and share a computer. ANd this was her email account! anyway, here's some more! Thanks for reading isisi kara! Lol Jedi Striker! hehe
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An alarm went off in the secret underground base in Houston. Rachelle glanced around frantically, her heart pounding.
"America is under attack!" She heard someone yell. "They've already completely blown away parts of California and Idaho!"
A surge of fear jolted Rachelle. Was this really happening? She felt Brian's reassuring hand on her shoulder.
"Don't worry." he told her. "Everything'll be alright."
She looked at him gratefully. "I hope so!"
Then, as quickly as they'd gone off, the alarms fell silent. Everyone stood around looking at each other in disbelief. A hum of nervous chatter echoed through the chamber. Then Admiral Hansen stood before them and quieted them down.
"Ladies and gentlemen, if you will please, lend me your ears. I'm afraid I have some unpleasant news to deliver. The United States of America has just been brought under attack by an alien force that has currently entered Earth's orbit. They have already targeted and destroyed the Northern parts of California and Idaho. We fear there is no way for us to oppose this threat as their weapons are for too advanced. Even if we could somehow make it back to our base on Mars...it still wouldn't be enough."
"Rather than risk anymore destruction, the President and many leaders of the US government will be meeting with it's leader to discuss their motives. I fear that they have come to take us over. They don't appear to be of this planet. We have been commanded to comply to their demands at this time."
"Perhaps we can plan a way to fight back this enemy after we have studied them further. I'm sorry to have to bring you such disettling news." Admiral Hansen went on to explain exact details of the encounter.
Rachelle sat waiting to wake up from this nightmare. Her gaze turned to the somber faces of her friends. She knew somehow, that after this day. None of their lives would ever be the same.

 

To the top!!!!

 

In George Jucas' origional Star Wars novel, earth was mentioned. I wish that he could find away to include earth in some of his movies. Wouldn't it be cool to have a jedi from here?

 

Hmm, sounds like I'll have to re-read that one. I seem to have missed that particular bit of info.

 

I didn't know that BillCHiles! And yes that would be awesome, in fact...... An idea we had thought of! Thanks for reading and commenting Bill and Lilith! As always, we really appreciate feedback! We'll be posting more soon! Keep reading!

 

Ok guys! This is a MasterStarkiller part! Enjoy! Thanks for reading again!
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Rose wiped blood and sweat out of her eyes as she sent yet another moaning soldier to the firstaid station. She bent over one of the unconscious pilots, deftly examining the terrible burns that scored his face and body.
She attached a red tag to him and moved onto the next of the wounded, giving her a yellow tag for minor shrapnel injuries. Triage was the worst part of a multiple casualty incident, Rose reflected as she slapped a green tag on another of the walking wounded. Her mind strayed back to the unconscious pilot, and she felt once again the sharp regret that she could not stay and treat him.
But the bay was full of men and women who needed to be tagged, sorted, and treated. Suddenly, the intership sounded, and the commanders voice echoed through the bay. "The second Death Star has been destroyed! Medical bays prepare for further casualties." Rose cheered with the other, relief flooding her soul. She pushed her hair out of her eyes and glanced around the bay. They were going to have to move the less seriously wounded to the overflow bays. She knelt down by another unconscious man. She made a quick primary survey, found no broken bones or burns on the man's body, but his breathing was labored and his face and hands were pale. Worriedly, she pulled open his flight suit and swore. He had internal bleeding all through hs abdominals and thorafic cavities.
She spotted an orderly and shouted for a stretcher. The two orderlies carefully loaded the man onto the stretcher.
"Get him up to surgery, STAT!" She said, climbing back to her feet as the man was carried away.
"Rose!" She turned at the sound of her name. Wedge came shooting through the front door, orderlies scattering to let him through. She intercepted his wild path and drew him out of the way of the other medical personell.
"What are you doing here?" She asked him, exasperated affection in her voice. He knew he was not supposed to come find her in the medical bays.
"Oh Rose!" He said his eyes sparkling. "We've done it! We've destroyed the Death Star and we just found out that the Emporer was on the Death Star! He's dead Rose, the galaxy is free!"
He bent his head down and kissed her, all the pent up emotion flooding out of them to make room fo the blazing joy that coursed through them. Someone cleared his throat behind her nad the lip-locked two broke apart. It was her friend Inem, grinning at them. Rose was blushing furiously, and Wedge smiled sheepishly and wiped Rose's deep maroon lipstick off of his own lips. Inem handed Rose a data pad, still grinning.
"Slop grinning at me you imp." Rose said wrinkling her nose and him and accepting the proffered pad. He did look like an Imp with that yellow skin, Rose thought. "Don't people kiss where you come from?"
"Of course." he said, and walked off, grinning more broadly than ever. Rose rolled her eyes at his retreating back. Wedge put his arm around Rose's waist, drawing her in close.
"Now I've got you in trouble!" He moaned, feigning utter distraughtfulness. She snuggled up against him.
"You're always getting me in trouble!"
He grinned wickedly down at her. "I can get you into even more trouble if you like!" He said slyly, his fingers tickling the hairs on the back of her neck.
"Bad boy!" Rose said, giving him a playful punch. "Bad Wedge, no BISCUIT!"
Wedge chuckle. "I've got to find my wing and congradulate them. We're gonna have a celebration party in the Ewok Village tonight. You had better be there!"
Rose smiled. "I'll try."
Wedge gave her a parting squeeze and walked out of the bay. Rose gazed after him, unable to contain the sigh that escaped her lips. Anne always teased her about the mutual enrapturement between herself and Wedge. Well, she thought, she couldn't help herself. He looked so good in those- she cut herself off, blushing once again. Suddenly remembering the data pad that Inem had handed her.
She looked down, and the words on the screen turned he

 

Ooohhhhh!!! She doesn't even know that her friend had been captured!! How sad.

 

*Feline places a most loyal reader crown on Lilith's head* Thanks for reading Lilith! hehe, here's another Lunetta part!
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Seven years passed by and Rose was transferred to a hospital on Ithor a few years following Anne's ?death'. She and Wedge saw each other ever so often, but their busy schedules and completely different jobs kept them apart most of the time

Anne spent almost all seven years on Kessel, but a few weeks before Han Solo went there she was transported to another Imperial Prison, which only a week ago had a threat of infiltration, so she was being moved again.

Anne leaned heavily against the prison transports walls. Her head was pounding and she felt cold all over. And to make matters worse, the ship was being attacked. Laser bombardment caused it to rock all over. Her headache grew worse with each passing minute and she willed the battle to end. Some of the other prisoners in her room sat in silent indifference while others clung pale to the walls. Anne at the moment didn't fear death, in fact she almost welcomed it. She had been sick with a really bad flu or something since they'd left Kessel. Each day that passed made it harder for her to not act weak or sick in Imperial presence.
The lights went out and the ship ceased it's rocking. Anne welcomed the still darkness with a sigh of relief. Even though she knew the ship had lost all power and would probably be boarded soon by it's attackers. She hoped to high heaven it was New Republicans and not pirates. Suddenly the ship's com unit beeped.
"Intruder, this is Colonel Wedge Antilles of Rogue Squadron. You have lost all power, prepare to be boarded."
Anne silently cheered. Was it really Wedge out there? She thought to herself as the ship's emergency lights kicked in. She knew from passing stories and rumors from newer prisoners than herself that many of her friends were still alive, but some were dead. She heard the sound of blasters down the hall and rolled her eyes. The stupid Imps were still fighting the New Republic. The door to her room suddenly opened and a light brown haired man ran in waving a blaster. His green eyes twinkled at them and he yelled, "Come this way quickly, you've been freed!" Some prisoners whooped others, like Anne just hopped up silently and ran behind their liberator.
Anne pushed her body to it's limit running with her group across the transport. She began shaking and breathing rapidly as she ran. Her headache grew worse and she began to see black spots before her eyes. Finally they made it into the New Republic Transport and Anne collapsed to the cabin floor gasping. She lay her head on the cool floor as she felt the ship take off. She felt a light touch on her back and she shakily lifted her head. It was the man who had announced their freedom in the prison. His eyed her with concern. "Are you alright?" He asked, Anne tried to sit up and say she was, but she could not. Her tired achy muscles would not obey her mind's command. She sighed wearily and shook her head. "No, not really." He nodded and lifted her up in his arms. He carried her over to a couch and laid her there on her back.
He felt her forehead and frowned. "I'll be right back." He said then left the room.
Anne closed her eyes, the bright light of the cabin was attributing to her headache and she just felt really tired. She felt the man's return and he wrapped a blanket around her then pressed a cool cloth on her forehead.
"What's your name?" he asked.
"Anne Dorsey, what's yours?"
"Corran Horn. Anne Dorsey......, your name sounds awful familiar. You know, we've had reports of at least four other prisoners with your same symptoms. Do you think it's related to any prisons you were held in?"
" I don't know. Probably."
"Hm, well in any case we're stopping off in Ithor to get you guys to the hospital there." Anne bit her lip, not saying anything. She hated hospitals, but she figured that any logical person would. She heard a new person enter the room.
"Hey Wedge, we've got another sick

 

Cool. I would take out parts of CA and ID first, too. I like the pompacity of the Imperial commander. How old are you guys, anyway? This is a really good story...

 

I'm 19 this June, Lunetta is 17 in June and Starkiller is 16 or 17, I'm not quite sure. Thanks for reading Jedi Stryker! You're comments mean a lot to us! Here's some more! (this part was written by Master Starkiller)
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Rose sighed as she threw herself on her bed. It had been a long day, full of aliens and humans who, through some accident, usually their fault, had managed to injure themselves in one way or the other. She really hated working the emergency sector someday. Oh well, she thought, someone's got to do it, and it might as well be her. It wasn't that she didn't enjoy helping others, it was just the demands and desperate needs of other beings. She knew she had to take a vacation or some sort of break, or she would lose herself in her work. Which was, she mused, exactly what she had been trying to do ever since Anne died. It didn't hurt so bad now, but still, the thought of Anne's smile, the group dates they used to go on back on Earth.... (she smiled, as she thought of her favorite photo, one with herself and Anne hanging on the arm of two very handsome dates.) The deep friendship the two had shared, Rose got a pang of intense sorrow and profound sense of loss.
It was time for a shower, she decided. The day had been very hot, and Rose somehow did not enjoy the sensation of swimming when there is not a swimming pool anywhere near. She quickly stripped off her clothes and threw them into the corner. As she stepped into the shower and felt the warm water caressing her shoulders, she felt all the tenseness and anxiety melt away.
One more day, she told herself, just one more day in the emergency sector, and then she's be able to move onto surgery. Wedge tended to try to avoid her when she was in the emergency sector, because she was always snappy at people at the end of the day. After a good long time, she got out of the shower, dressed and went to bed.
Her comm unit went off at two am. Stifling several loud curses, she hit the receive button. The voice of the head nurse in the emergency sector came through. "Doctor, you are needed at the hospital."
Rose rolled her eyes. "Why?" she asked, allowing exasperation to leak slightly into her voice. "Can't you take care of it? I believe you are perfectly qualified."
The nurses voice did not change. "A transport is being brought in from deep space, and we have been told to be prepared. We are calling in every available physician."
Rose sighed and started pulling on her scrubs. "I'll be right there." She flicked off the comm unit.

She arrived at the hospital about ten minutes later. There were shuttles landing and taking off at the hospital complexes aerial pads. Each brought a load of about two or three sick and wounded to be loaded onto stretchers or assisted into the hospital. Rose half ran into the door, and was immediately put in charge of a wounded Rebel officer.
"I need a twenty percent isotonic NOI I.V. STAT!" She yelled and an orderly rushed to obey her orders.

Several hours later she was out of surgery. She was exhausted but satisfied. She had stabilized four or five people and she felt completely fulfilled. Things were calming down now so she decided to make the final rounds of the new patients before she went home to crash. She entered the first room and picked up the patients charts and froze at the name at the top. She could not believe it.
She looked up slowly from the chart to the sleeping patient. She had long dark brown hair, and Anne's facial features. She was older and paler then Rose remembered though. Rose stepped cautiously to the bed as if she was approaching a ghost. And by all rights she should have been a ghost. She touched Anne's forehead tentaviley and felt warm skin beneath, a little too warm. Rose frowned and examined her charts. Apparently Anne had a few tests done, but no results had come back yet and she had yet to be diagnosed. Rose began checking her vital signs, causing Anne to stir at her touch.

 

A crown? For me? Wow, no one's ever given me an award just for reading before!

Back from the dead, and an original Rogue at that! Will they let her back into the Squadron? Will Anne get to help liberate Earth?!

 

Hey, great story, just read it today! Great job, will Anne get back to see luke again???