It had all happened so quickly that Poe could barely remember much of it. It had been just a routine mission, something that usually would have gone so easily. Just him and BB-8, simple and quick. That was until they had been ambushed and their X-Wing had one side almost completely shot off. The ship had spiraled down onto the planet below them, crashing into trees before screeching to a halt.
It had been in the middle of nowhere, hundreds and hundreds of miles from the nearest hint of civilization. Poes leg was injured in the crash and he had to patch it up as best he could. Knowing that a medical droid would freak out if they saw his attempts, but it was the best he could do. BB-8 was damaged slightly but came off better than him.
It was several weeks before Poe could walk well enough to try and get somewhere and he had to make a makeshift cane to help support himself. He and the ball droid spent all day, every day walking. The soles of his boots wearing thin but he still continued.
When they finally reached a small town, those they found there did their best to see to him and heal his leg. Not much could be done to repair the damage given how long it had been, but they looked after him as best they could. Giving him food and water and a place to rest. He tried to help out as best as he was able until several months later a ship turned up out of the blue.
After much talk, Poe had managed to get he and BB-8 on the ship. Knowing that it would be stopping off at a planet that had been a possible future base location for the Resistance.
Keeping himself to himself on the ship, Poe sat with his hands shaking when he saw his reflection. A beard had grown on his now thinner features and his hair was long and matted. Swallowing, he slowly and shakily removed his gloves to look at his hands, seeing how badly scarred his right was after the fire that tried to engulf the cockpit before he had managed to pull himself free.
Asleep when they landed, Poe jolted awake after BB-8 had repeatedly bumped itself into his uninjured leg and beeped loudly. He frowned at the droid before inhaling sharply when he realized that they had finally reached their destination.
Poe thanked the owners of the ship with his life before hobbling down the ramp and making his way into the village. A year had passed since he had last seen anyone and he had no idea if any of the Resistance would even be there. He gritted his teeth to suppress the pain as he moved along with BB-8 at his side.
Reaching the village, Poe started to look for any possible signs of those he had known.
