Luke landed his X-Wing and trotted through the corridors of the Mon Cal cruiser until he reached the briefing room, arriving just in time to hear Leia's voice, full of laughter and pride say, "General? Count me in."
He walked into the room.
"I'm with you too!" he called, taking the stairs two at a time.
Leia wrapped him in a hug. "You made it," she whispered.
Luke hugged her back, holding onto tightly.
After a moment, she pulled back. "What's wrong?" she asked, eyebrows furrowing.
"Ask me later," Luke replied, then turned to greet Han and Lando.
"Um, where are we going?" he asked.***
Endor, it turned out. Leia filled him in on the rest of Mon Mothma's briefing as they flew towards the sanctuary moon, preparing to bluff their way through the Imperial shield.
Luke's attention shifted abruptly from Leia's instructions to the Superstar Destroyer they flew past. "Vader's on that ship," he said softly.
"Don't get jittery," Han said, but his expression tightened. "There are a lot of command ships."
"I'm endangering the mission. I shouldn't have come."
Han turned towards Chewie as the Imperials checked their authorization code. "Keep your distance," he said. "But don't look like you're keeping your distance."
Chewie's reply made it clear precisely unhelpful he'd found that bit of advice.
"I don't know!" Han retorted. "Fly casual."
Luke was afraid for a moment that Leia's eyeroll was going to cause her some kind of trauma, which distracted him from stressing out about getting past the defense screen.
"They bought it?" he said as they flew towards the moon.
"Told you it would work!" Han crowed.
Luke held in a sigh. That had been the easy part. It was going to be a long few days before the fleet arrived.Alliance Assembly - John Williams