"True beauty is not easy to find." - Zotwatchi, from Collected Wisdom of the Jedi Masters

When they reached the ground, Gerard slowly untangled himself from Frank and headed toward the door. He couldn't decide whether he was excited or terrified to see what was out there, what this mysterious planet had to offer. If nothing else, he'd at least have some new information to add to his map of the system.

"Gerard, what are you doing?" Frank said. "At least check the dashboard first."

Gerard glanced toward the dashboard and said, "There's a blinking green light."

"Oh," Frank said, surprised. "That...that's good, actually. It means the atmosphere's breathable, the planet's gravitational pull isn't too high or too low, and there aren't any other ships in the area."

"So I can go outside," Gerard said.

Gerard grabbed his sketchbook, and he was about to open the door when Frank stumbled to his feet, hobbled over to Gerard, and then collapsed on top of him. He smiled and said, "You're not getting rid of me that easily, Gee."

"Why would I want to get rid of you?" Gerard said as he pressed a kiss to Frank's lips. He helped Frank to his feet and then asked him, "Are you okay though?"

Frank limped toward the door, holding onto Gerard for support the entire time. "Never been better!" he exclaimed.

"You really should take it easy until your leg gets better," Gerard said. "I don't want you to make that injury any worse than it already is."

"My leg is better," Frank insisted.

Gerard glanced toward Frank's leg, and he was no medical expert, but there was still a gaping hole when Dali's blaster bolt had burned through his flesh. Walking on that leg had to be incredibly painful, but Gerard knew that nothing he could say would stop Frank from running around like he always did. He was too headstrong, but then again, maybe that wasn't a bad thing.

The two of them left the ship, Frank clinging onto Gerard as he hopped about on his good leg, and all of a sudden, they were greeted with the most beautiful sight.

There was nothing but a field of wheat, stretching out as far as the eye could see.

Gerard instantly felt calm, as if all of his worries had just floated away. How lucky were they, to crash land on a planet covered in the most beautiful crop in the galaxy? As he stared out into the distance, waves of tranquility washing through his mind, his eyes felt like they might cry tears of joy, and his heart felt like it might explode at any moment. However, Frank was unimpressed.

"What a boring planet," Frank said. "There's nothing here but wheat."

"I think it's calming," Gerard said.

"It's just wheat," Frank said. "There's nothing special about wheat."

"I beg to differ," Gerard said as he looked out over the endless stalks of grain. Between the Empire and Frank's injury and everything else that was going on, he had every reason to panic, but he was in his happy place. He was with his favorite person in the galaxy, standing in a field of wheat. In all his life, he'd never before felt this sense of bliss.

"Someone must have planted all this wheat," Frank said. "I wonder..."

At that very moment, Gerard spotted a figure in the distance. He watched it make its way through the stalks of wheat, and as it came closer, he saw that it was a Wookiee. It continued walking through the field until it stopped right in front of Frank and Gerard and growled.

"I think she's trying to talk to us," Gerard said. "Do you speak Wookiee at all?"

"You mean Shyriiwook?" Frank said. "Yeah, but it will be easier if she can understand us."

"Do you know Basic?" Gerard asked the Wookiee, but she just looked confused. "So much for that," he said. "Do you have any other ideas?"

"Uhh...I can try talking to her in Shyriiwook," Frank said. He screamed something at the top of his lungs, and the Wookiee immediately lunged at Frank, roaring loudly as she tried to grab hold of his arm.

"Frank, what did you do?" Gerard asked as Frank held onto him for dear life.

"When I said I knew Shyriiwook, I meant that I only know 'yes,' 'no,' 'hello,' and a few dozen swear words, and I might have confused 'hello' with one of the nastier curses," Frank said. "We should probably get out of here before she rips our arms out of sockets."

Gerard ran back toward the Black Mariah, and Frank hobbled after him, but the Wookiee was faster than both of them. It seemed like it would only be a matter of time before she killed them both.

Just before they reached the ship, Gerard looked out over the wheat field, and as his worries drifted away once again, he had an idea.

He took out his sketchbook, and he started to draw. As shapes began to form, as figures emerged from the blank pages, Frank leaned over and asked, "What are you doing?"

"You'll see," Gerard said, but by that point, the picture was clear. It was a rather graphic illustration of the Wookiee ripping Frank's arm off.

"Why would you draw that?!" Frank exclaimed just as Gerard drew a huge X over the picture and showed it to the Wookiee. She looked confused, but she did back away from Frank.

Gerard then sketched out another picture and showed it to the Wookiee. His second drawing was a picture of her shaking hands with him and then with Frank. "Hopefully she'll get that we come in peace," Gerard said.

"It's weird that she doesn't know Basic," Frank said. "Most Wookiees these days understand our language pretty well."

Gerard shrugged, but all of a sudden, the Wookiee grabbed onto Gerard's hand and shook it. She did the same thing with Frank, and then she gestured toward herself and howled.

"Do you have any idea what she just said?" Gerard asked Frank.

"I think it's her name," Frank said. "Whrurrsoegn."

"Uhh...okay," Gerard said. As he wondered how he was ever going to pronounce that, he gestured toward himself and said, "Gerard." He then pointed toward his boyfriend and said, "Frank."

"Nice to meet you," Frank said to Whrurrsoegn. "And thanks for not ripping my arms out."

Gerard turned back to his sketchbook, and he started drawing a comic, one that would explain where they'd come from and where they were going. He started with the day he and Mikey had met Frank, and he drew out everything that had happened since, from meeting Ray, Pete, and Patrick to joining the Truwel Rebellion to falling in love with Frank. The whole time, Frank and Whrurrsoegn watched him, spellbound. Whenever Whrurrsoegn looked confused, Gerard added another panel to explain, but for the most part, she seemed to understand their story.

After a while, Gerard reached the end of the tale. As he drew the Black Mariah crash landing in a wheat field, Frank said, "You should ask her about putting a rebel base here. This planet seems like it's pretty safe from the Empire."

Gerard immediately added another panel, one with a group of rebels gathered in the wheat field. He added a question mark over the drawing and then looked to Whrurrsoegn, who growled in response.

"I don't know what that means," Frank said.

When she saw Frank's confusion, Whrurrsoegn gestured for Gerard and Frank to follow her. She started walking through the wheat field, and Gerard followed her, with Frank hobbling after the two of them.

"Need any help, Frank?" Gerard asked after they'd been walking for a while.

"Yeah, that would be great," Frank said, and Gerard slowed down so that he could help Frank along. He was tired too, but he knew that Frank had it harder than he did.

After crossing the wheat field, which, to Gerard's delight, was even larger than he'd previously thought, the three of them reached a small village, populated entirely by Wookiees. Whrurrsoegn left for a few minutes and then returned with a younger-looking Wookiee with dark brown fur, who quickly identified herself as Ughrun. She then stole Gerard's sketchbook right out of his hands.

"Hey!" Gerard shouted as Ughrun flipped through the book, admiring his artwork. "Give that back!"

Ughrun ignored him and kept on flipping until she came to a blank page. Then, she began to draw a comic, starting with a picture of Wookiees fighting each other on a forest planet.

"That must be Kashyyyk, but the last civil war on that planet was three hundred years ago," Frank said.

"Just let her draw," Gerard said.

Ughrun kept on drawing, depicting a ship of Wookiees leaving Kashyyyk and landing on an uninhabited planet in Wild Space. She then showed the Wookiees building a village and planting vast fields of wheat to feed themselves.

"Fascinating," Gerard said. "They've been out here for centuries."

"Ask them about the base," Frank said.

Gerard sighed and showed Ughrun the picture of the rebels living in the wheat field, and after some consultation with Whrurrsoegn, she drew the village again, this time with the Truwel Rebellion living in harmony with the Wookiees.

Frank grinned. "I can't wait to go back and tell the others about this," he said. "They won't believe what we've found."

"Yeah, me neither," Gerard said as he looked back at the wheat field. They were about to set up a rebel base here, on the most beautiful planet in the galaxy. It felt like a dream come true.

Ughrun handed the sketchbook back to Gerard, and he quickly drew a picture of him and Frank going back to Tatooine and then returning with a group of rebels. Then, the two of them said goodbye to their new friends, and they headed back out across the wheat field, back to the Black Mariah.

As Gerard added a drawing of the wheat field to his map, he asked Frank, "What should we call this place?"

"How about Taehwa?" Frank suggested. "It's 'wheat' backwards."

"No, it isn't."

"It's close enough."

Gerard wasn't convinced, but nevertheless, he labeled the planet as "Taehwa" on his map as they slowly walked across the field, taking in the beauty of the planet. He felt relaxed, soothed, comforted as he wandered closer to the Black Mariah, his hand nestled in Frank's. It was as if the plants were whispering to him, telling him that everything was going to be okay.

When they reached the ship, Gerard took one last look at the field of wheat, and then he and Frank stepped aboard. This time, Frank sat down in the captain's chair and launched the ship, while Gerard stared out the window, gazing at the golden stalks.

The good news was that he and Frank would be back before too long. As soon as they told the Truwel Rebellion about this, they'd return to Wild Space. Soon, Taehwa would be their new home.