Humming to herself, Hera sat atop the Ghost's roof watching the sun go down. She rested her palms behind her and leaned back to catch the last glimpse of the sun for the day. It had thankfully been a calm day on Lothal, and the Empire hadn't caught onto them yet. They had spent most of the day planning on how to get back at the Empire for what they have done to the people of Lothal. Finally, they could start making an impact on the Empire and the people across the galaxy. Hope was still out there, and Hera was bound and determined to let people know it.

But something in the back of her mind kept pestering her. She knew full well that everyone in the Ghost, even Chopper, were able to take care of themselves. If worst came to worst and the Ghost Squad had to split up, she was sure they would all manage well on their own. Still, she couldn't get over the thought of one them getting seriously hurt, or worse. The Empire is ruthless and will stop at nothing to see the rebels hang. She feared that maybe one or more of them wouldn't make it to see Lothal liberated. "No. Do not think about those things. You can't control them but you can help prevent them. Watch out for them as they watch out for you." Hera sighed shaking her head, it was probably best if she just went back inside and spent time with them.

A time would come, yes, where they would be caught between a rock and a hard place, but for now, the world seemed at peace, and peace was what she was fighting for.

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