Best Damn Thing in the Galaxy
First Poe Dameron writing, so be gentle.
Poe Dameron stood next to General Organa, listening to the mission plan for the following day. A routine Intel mission that involved little danger, at least not for one of the best pilots in the Resistance. General Organa finished giving the orders, before dismissing everyone. Poe stood next to her looking over the map set before him, while the rest of the crew wandered off.
“Go to her, Poe. She needs you.”
The pilot peered his eyes from the map, giving the General a confused look.
“She was only 10 when her parents were killed. They were my close friends, so I took her in.”
Poe listened contently, as the older woman continued.
“(Y/N) is like a daughter to me. Today’s the anniversary of her parent’s death.”
Poe was not aware of this, his heart sunk at the thought of you somewhere all alone. He turned to leave the room, but Leia calls out to him, “She’s with her baby. That’s where you’ll find her.”
He nodded with a smile before disappearing to find you.