(Third person POV)
II Before
"Ma'am we have a match!" One of the resistance workers called out. It had grown considerably since the battle of Crait.
"Show me," the General hurried over. The resistance worker brought up an image. A young woman, dark hair- almost black pulled back with a broken clip. Dirt was smudged across her left eye and she cast a look over her shoulder as someone might be watching her.
"That's her. Where is she?" Leia asked and taped her foot impatiently. "Oh my baby, my poor, poor baby..." she muttered.
"Corellia, ma'am"
"Thank you. Poe?"
"Yes, General?"
"I'm going to Corellia, Poe. To find my daughter. You're in charge,"
"General, I should come. Finn can look after the place,"
"No, I can do this myself,"
"Come on, admit it- you like having me around. And I heard you earlier- if Kylo Ren is looking for her then he's probably found her too,"
"Fine. It's not like I can stop you anyway. I'll meet you in the hangar in five minutes. I'm going to update Finn,"
"Yes, ma'am and thank you," Poe stride towards Clara who began to speak in lowered tones. Leia turned around.
"Please, baby, come home,"
Meanwhile...
"Supreme Leader. We've found her."
Kylo Ren leaned over and took a look at the screen taking in all the details. "Good. Have my ship prepared for take off."
"Yes, Supreme leader."
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