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Star Wars: When Old Secrets Resurface.
Chapter1
Gracelin sat on the couch, watching the holonet. She was soon bored and reached for the brush on the table. She began to brush the tangles out of her straight, blonde hair. As she did so her mind began to wonder. She started thinking about her father. She usually did on her birthday. When she was younger she would wish he'd show up. Now, however, she would just look at the one holophoto of him she had.
Her mother didn't talk much about her father. She had told them how they met. When they got married, how they came to live on Naboo. She never told her, what exactly happened but they came to a problem and weren't able to get passed it. That was why he left.
She put the brush down and exchanged it for the photo. She could see where she got her blonde hair from. Javon's was the same color but that was all. She had almost all of her mother's features. Her eyes, smile, and nose, but Gracelin didn't mind. She looked up to her mother because she had been able to raise a son and a daughter for seventeen years by herself.
She put down the photo and walked to the commstation to contact her best friend Kristea. She had been best friends with Kristea since as long as she could remember. Well that was until a few months ago, when they had a fight. Kristea had known how Bow treated Gracelin but still went out with him. Gracelin tried to warn Kristea but she didn't want to listen. Gracelin soon gave up, knowing that she couldn't change her mind. Now that they had made up, Gracelin asked Kristea to promise that the three of them never spent time together.
Kristea wasn't home but Gracelin worried if she was now mad because of her recent move. Gracelin walked into the kitchenette for a snack. Gracelin heard the front door open and close. Mom's home.
"Gracelin, where are you?"
"Kitchenette, Mom." Gracelin called back.
"You're still in your sleep clothes! Didn't you have to work?"
"The cook director gave me my birthday off. And, even better, this week, I'm on vacation."
"Well, did you get anything done today?" Her mother asked.
"I unpacked my last box. I also did some meditating." She said the last part in a cough.
"You meditated? I thought I asked you not to." Her mother said with a little bit of disappointment in her voice.
"Mom, Force abilities are rare and special. I want to use mine to my fullest ability."
Her mother was always worried that with Gracelin's Force abilities increasing, a Jedi would come and take her. One Jedi in particular.
"You have a message on the comm. I couldn't check it; I don't' know the password."
"There is a reason for that little miss nosey." Her mom walked over to her and tapped her on the nose. "I'll go check it." Her mother walked into the comm room and sat down.
"Check messages."
The terminal responded, "Password, please."
She looked around to make sure Gracelin wasn't around. "Nomica Jetta Darklighter."
"Welcome back, Ms. Darklighter. You have one new message."
"Play." Nomica commanded.
A small holographic image appeared. A familiar face appeared, one she hadn't seen in a long time. She had been thing about him all day, as she always did.
"Nomi it's been quite some time. I know this may be uncomfortable, but I have some things that need taking care of. I'll be on Naboo for that time. For the first few days it'll be only me. My support team and my apprentice will be joining me after that. I was wondering, those few days before they arrive, if I could come see you? And your family? How is Ramey by the way? You know how to get in contact with me. I hope to speak with you soon Nomi."
The transmission cut off. He's coming here? He wants to see me? Nomi retreated from the comm room. She walked into the kitchenette. She grabbed the bottle of Corellian whiskey sitting on the counter. She quickly took a swig. She looked to her let to see Gracelin sitting on the counter top.
"Get down from there!" Nomi said.
Gracelin jumped down, "Who was it?" She could easily tell the message had surprised her mother. Her mom hardly ever drank that whiskey.
"An old friend," her mother answered before taking another swig of the whiskey.
"That's helpful, Mother."
"Luke Skywalker." She answered calmly.
"Luke? From Tatooine, Luke?"
"Yes." Nomi said with a little bit of a chuckle.
"Wait! Did you say Skywalker? As in Jedi Master Skywalker!"
"Yes," Nomi said in a more saddened tone.
"Well! What did he want?" The thought of meeting someone who had such an influential part in her mother's life was exciting. Plus, he was a Jedi Master. Why didn't she tell me before?
"To visit." Nomi said with a sigh. She knew what her daughter was thinking. "Don't get too excited, I'm telling him no."
"What? You can't do that!"
"We're not talking about this, Gracelin." Her mom walked out of the room.
"She said 'NO'!" Kristea couldn't believe it.
"I know! Master Skywalker is one of my heroes. She's just worried that if he comes he'll offer to help me leave."
"I thought you liked it here. You and your mom just moved to that big house. Why would you want to leave?"
"Kristea, I've told you already. I can't go to work without seeing him. I know you two are 'together' but being around him makes me physically sick."
"Not this again."
"Sorry." Gracelin had to remember she promised not to remind Kristea of her and Bow's previous relationship. If you'd call it that.
"Anyways, what are you doing tonight?"
"I'm going to go to 'my spot.'"
"Do you realize how strange it is for 'your spot' to be a former queen's grave site? Or memorial, whatever it is you call it."
"Don't ask, because I can't explain it. I feel at peace there."
"Could be cause someone is 'resting in peace' below you."
"Shut up."
Kristea laughed. "I better go. Hey! You are coming to my party? It's only six days away."
"I'm coming, don't worry."
"Alright, I've got to go to Grandma Sabè's house."
"I'm so jealous. I wish my Grandmother had worked in the Palace."
"Uh, no you don't. I have to go. Bye, Gracelin!"
"Bye, Kristea."