An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
“Blue One, was hit! Damn it! Karé, can you hear me?!” That voice! It gave Meelan a start. He knew that voice. How could he possibly forget it. He felt his hands shake and grabbed on tight to the edges of the console, so no one would see. The Colonel turned around to look at him, but was apparently not bothered by what he was hearing. Why would he be? They were losing anyway.
The First Order is collapsing and there's this one pilot who keeps destroying Meelan Bendar's plans over and over again.












