Okay, for those of you who have been reading this story, I totally revamped the chapters; I haven't changed a bit of information (except one paragraph where I had my info wrong on the Jedi), I've just made the chapters longer by meshing multiple chapters all in one. This may sound confusing, but you'll understand once you start reading again, so I hope you all enjoy the now LONG chapters!

"Luke,"

Luke turned around from his stance on the balcony and faced his sister, Leia.

"Leia,"

"We have a problem,"

"A problem?"

Leia's face showed no emotion, her political face plastered to her skin, as if any air holes between the mask and her actual face would cause catastrophes beyond imagining. She merely looked back at Luke after he asked his question, and motioned for him to follow. Of course, Luke had gotten used to her political face, and knew how to read through it, even when she didn't want him to.

Luke followed Leia off of the balcony showing the busy lanes of morning Coruscant traffic. A morning mist hung in the air as Luke followed Leia out of his quarters and down the stairs, outside of the apartment. Crowds bustled about, but Leia marched on, filling the air with her presence of command. Luke merely followed behind her before he lost her in the crowd due to her quick stride.

The Senate building loomed into view as Luke practically tripped over himself to keep up with Leia. On most occasions, Leia would only use this walk if there was an emergency, or if she was furious over a matter that had to be attended to immediately.

"Leia, what is going on?"

"I'll tell you once we get inside,"

Luke sighed and jogged behind his sister. The doors to the Senate building opened up to welcome them in. Inside, Mon Mothma waited for them with a few other Rebels, including Han Solo with Chewbacca, and Wedge Antilles. Luke stared at them at first, and then looked over at Leia once more.

"Leia-"

"Luke, there's a problem," Leia looked over at Luke, and finally showed her emotions on her face; Luke saw an apprehensive look on her face, and on everyone else's as well.

"What's the problem?" Luke asked her.

"The Imperials are closing in on the Aquaris system, as well as the Myrka system. They're getting closer to Coruscant, and we have soldiers spread all across the galaxy in thin layers, so if the Imperials do manage to get here, we might not be able to hold them back."

"They're closing in? Where are the troops that were on those planets?" Luke questioned. "What about the locals?"

"The locals are trying to make an army of their own with the little amount of troops we have there, but it's not enough; the Imperials have enough men to invade a planet three times their size."

"Ha! Didn't I tell you the New Republic wouldn't last? Come on, I told you they wouldn't!"

Luke and the others looked around in shock as they tried to identify the anonymous voice, but before they got a lock on who said it, another body less voice, a more mature and deeper voice spoke in reply.

"Oh, for goodness sake, they're not going to come crashing down."

The first voice made a snort. "Sure, as if the first Republic did wonderful when Palpatine became Supreme Chancellor."

"That was different,"

The younger voice made a disgusted noise. "Where have I heard that line before?"

Leia ran off down the hallway to see if the people were there, and then came running back with a shake of her head saying they weren't there after all. Han started to run in the other direction, but Mon Mothma grabbed his arm silently and put a finger to her mouth. She then split them in two groups; Han, Chewbacca, Luke, Leia, and she would go down one area and the rest of the group would go down the other. They silently split and ran down the hallway, checking every single room along the way to see if the eavesdroppers were in there.

After a while, they decided to go up one level to see if they were on the next floor somehow, or perhaps even in the Senate room, where the Senate of the Empire and Old Republic and now New Republic would go and discuss matters.

The group searched on and on, but the voices were gone without a trace, so they decided to head back to the room at the entrance hoping that the other group found the two men, since the voices sounded like masculine voices.

Mon Mothma was the first to notice the new problem that aroused from the first problem. Once they reached the entrance room where they were, there was a familiar tint to the area. The carpet for one thing, was a blood red color. Then, there was the talking off in the distance in the Senate room. The last time Mon Mothma checked, the Senate wasn't in session; she would have been notified. Luke and the others noticed as well, except Leia noticed one little detail that they all missed.

Well, not little.

"Why is everything so big?"

Han looked over at Leia. "Leia, what's wrong with your voice?"

"What do you mean? What's wrong with yours?"

"My voice?"

Mon Mothma looked over to where they should have been, but didn't see them. She gasped and took a step back, frantically looking around for where they could have disappeared.

"Mon Mothma, what is it?" she heard Leia ask her.

"Where are you? What happened? I can hear you but I can't see you," she replied.

"Whoa, I have to look up to see you! What's going on here?" Han exclaimed.

Mon Mothma took a sharp breath inward when she looked down to see Han, Chewie, Luke, and Leia standing looking up at her. They were midgets, really; they were about up to her waist in height, except for Chewbacca who was about to her chest. They all had younger characteristics to them. Leia's face seemed a little pudgy from being a young child, her once long and elegant hair now only halfway down her back. Luke, on the other hand, had a short haircut that tightly hugged his head, his blue eyes looking as if they were bulging out of his face. Han had his hair looser; it looked as if he were a Wookiee with his hair grown halfway down his neck in a loose and carefree fashion. Chewbacca even looked younger somehow; his once rough features seemed to soften, as it did for all of them. They all had little round faces, and were dressed in tunics which Mon Mothma recognized immediately.

"What happened to you all?" she breathed. "Look at your reflections!"

They all went over to a window casually, which in their opinion grew about ten times in size, and then they all realized why. Their mouths dropped open, and they stared for the longest time at their reflections, and Chewbacca made a worried grunt.

"Yeah, Chewie, what did happen?" Han agreed. Luke stopped looking at his reflection and started to look at his hands and poked himself as if he thought he was dreaming. Leia went to looking around the room.

"I have no recollection of this room ever looking like this," she mumbled in her shock.

Mon Mothma did not look happy; not happy at all. "I do," was all she said through an unbelieving tone.

Luke looked over- no, up at her. "What is it?"

"This is exactly how the entrance to the Senate building looked like twenty- no, thirty-six years ago."

This time, Luke wasn't the only one who replied. "What?"

"I know, this is ridiculous, impossible…I can't even begin to say how many words that could be used for this situation, but…this looks exactly the way it did!" Mon Mothma didn't seem to believe what she herself was saying.

Suddenly, there was a noise of a door opening and then a lot of footsteps heading their way and they heard people talking.

Mon Mothma was about to motion for them to hide until she realized that there was nothing to worry about. After all, they're dressed like Jedi, and if this really isn't a dream, no one will think anything about it, she thought. I'm the one that has to hide. Mon Mothma turned to go hide when she saw her own reflection, showing a younger woman, one without half as many worry lines and stress lines. Young, mature, and beautiful, Mon Mothma stood elegantly dressed in her Senatorial clothing, her young face in a look of sheer horror as she realized that she really wasn't dreaming; she was the same age that she was when the Trade Federation was creating a crisis with Naboo by blockading it. Mon Mothma's thoughts went to the once queen and senator of that system, Padmé Amidala.

"Shouldn't we hide, or something?" Han asked her, expecting her to know since she lived during this time.

"No," Mon Mothma answered confidently. "You're all dressed in Jedi clothing-"

The realization of the Jedi stung her like a bug's sting or bite in a swampy area. The Jedi were alive, they weren't dead. She had to do something; she couldn't just stand there and do nothing. Not this time. Alderaan would not be destroyed, the Jedi would not be massacred unjustly, and Palpatine would not call the Old Republic the Empire. No, it wasn't the Old Republic anymore; this was the Republic.

"This is Jedi clothing?" Luke looked appalled. "Are you saying we really are thirty-six years in the past? That can't possibly be true. It just can't!"

"It is," Mon Mothma replied. "This is the Old Republic. Just make sure you don't call it the Old Republic. If we really are in the past, people are going to call it the Republic. I have to be sure, though."

"How are you going to do that?" Leia asked with a suspicious look on her face. "Surely you're not suggesting-"

"I have to be sure," Mon Mothma interrupted. "Anyway, Princess Leia, I don't believe you have any power in that decision here. You don't even exist yet. Nor do you, Luke, or even you, Han. It's just Chewbacca and me. So, I'd keep my head down if I were you."

"Where are we going?" Han asked as Mon Mothma started to walk off in a swift stride with Leia running behind since her short legs wouldn't allow her to walk that fast.

"To the Jedi Temple," Mon Mothma answered.

Luke's eyes widened, but he didn't argue. His face showed the emotion of shock, disbelief, and excitement. Han simply shrugged his shock off, and let his excitement take over. This should be interesting, he thought.

As the Senators came out into the crowd, a few gave appreciative nods to Senator Mon Mothma as she confidently walked ahead with the rest of the crew running their short legs off behind her. One of the Senators was Bail Organa. Leia froze all of a sudden, but thankfully, Han knew she would when she saw him, so he grabbed her arm and forced her to resume her pace.

"I know, Leia, that caught me off guard, too," he whispered in her ear while he tried to maintain a normal control of his breath. "But staring at him is not very tactful. He's not even thinking about having an adopted baby girl and naming her Leia. If this really is thirty-six years before where we were just discussing Imperials invading systems, you're not even being conceived yet."

The crowd eventually dissipated, and only a few Senators were still in the same area as they were. One of them looked like an elder human male, dressed in senatorial clothing with his white hair brushed back. He was discussing things with his associates, and Leia caught the words 'Naboo' and 'blockade'. The two words swirled around in her head as she tried to remember any history over that, but failed to find anything. Her knowledge of the Old Republic was very slim since most of the records were destroyed. The Empire only taught Imperial history, not Republic. Mon Mothma had a disgusted look on her face.

"What is it, um, Senator Mon Mothma?" Luke asked out loud, and then whispered to Mon Mothma. "It is senator, right?"

Mon Mothma giggled and then nodded. "Nothing is wrong, just a scumbag talking to his aides."

Luke, Leia, Han, and Chewbacca looked back at the male senator talking seriously to the other group of men. He then nodded and walked off into the crowds of Coruscant.

Luke looked back up at her. "Who is he?"

"Senator Palpatine,"

"Senator Palpatine?"

Han made a disgusted noise. "You weren't kidding about scumbag. How in the name of-"

The rest of Han's statement trailed off as a person walked by, guarded by red guards. Luke gaped at them until Leia nudged him to close his mouth and stop staring. The man noticed, however, and looked straight at Luke. Instead of frowning, though, he smiled gently at him and walked up to them, turning to Mon Mothma.

"Senator Mon Mothma," he acknowledged.

Mon Mothma replied with a nod. "Chancellor Valorum."

"I see you are escorting some lost younglings?" the Chancellor asked with a chuckle.

"Indeed," Mon Mothma answered. "They do seem to show up everywhere."

"Yes, it is good to see such innocence in these dark times," Valorum said. "I did not think that the Trade Federation would get to the point of blockade. This is getting bad. I am going to have to go to the Jedi Council for this matter."

"I do not doubt your judgment, Chancellor," Mon Mothma replied. "We probably will need some Jedi help. I'm sure Senator Palpatine is going to keep in touch with Queen Amidala?"

"Yes, he announced that in the Senate. If you will excuse me, Senator,"

Chancellor Valorum gave a little nod of his head and headed back over to the red guards and walked on. Mon Mothma watched him walk for a little while, and then started off again. This time, her pace was slower, but tighter. Chewbacca made a grunt.

"Exactly what I was about to say, Chewie," Han replied to his comrade. "What was that all about?"

"The Trade Federation has created a blockade around the system of Naboo," Mon Mothma explained. "That session must have been right after the blockade was made. Eventually, after two Jedi are sent, the Trade Federation will cut off their communications and invade the main city of Theed, capture the queen, lose the queen to the Jedi, and then get defeated."

"That sounds like fun," Leia muttered sarcastically. "Why are we younger, though? Senator Mon Mothma, you look far younger, and I'm nine-years-old! If I'm nine, that probably makes Luke nine as well. What about you, Han?"

"Yeah, I'm probably about nine, as well." Han answered. Chewbacca made a grunt. "We all know you're not nine, Chewie,"

They walked a little bit longer, and then Mon Mothma stopped. They all stopped, out of breath, behind her. Then they looked up and saw a giant building going on and on through the clouds. People in tunics and robes walked back and forth through the main entrance, up and down the stairs. Other people dressed in casual clothing stood in awe behind a certain point, children gasping and pointing, and adults merely standing in amazement.

"Is this the Jedi Temple?" Luke asked. Mon Mothma simply stared, now absolutely positive that this was all really happening.

"Yes," she finally managed to say. "Let's go. You look like younglings to everyone. I need to escort you inside. Try to be careful; I can't stay in there. I'll see if I can remember where my apartment is, and I'll wait for you here in three standard hours."

Mon Mothma led the way up the majestic stairs, into a giant room. Jedi walked throughout the whole area. A handful of Jedi children were running around, laughing the whole way, an older Jedi smiling as he slowly followed to keep an eye on them. Teenage Jedi walked around talking to each other and laughing at jokes, and adult Jedi wandered about heading to a destination or talking to each other in casual tones. Luke, Leia, Han, and Chewbacca couldn't help to stop and stare, but Mon Mothma walked on, forcing them to resume walking behind her. She stopped in front of the adult Jedi who was watching the Jedi children playing around. The Jedi faced her and gave her a bow of respect, and then straightened up and looked her in the eye.

"Senator Mon Mothma," he started off with a warm smile. "It is a great pleasure to see you. I see that you have brought some stowaways."

"Yes, Jedi Master Cin Drallig," she replied. "They do seem to appear everywhere at once."

"Indeed they do. I thank you for escorting them back, Senator."

"Of course,"

"It has been a pleasure. May the Force be with you."

Mon Mothma nodded her head in acknowledgment, turned around, and walked down the stairs. Luke, Leia, Han, and Chewbacca exchanged nervous glances. Jedi Master Cin Drallig simply smiled warmly at them.

"Well, now, I'm sure you had some fun wandering outside of the Temple," he said to them. "Go on to the garden. Most of the younglings are there, so you'll probably find your clan."

"Yes, Jedi Master Cin Drallig," Han replied, knowing no other respectful way to speak to a Jedi.

They hurried out of his sight and turned down a hallway, crashing right into a young adult. The young man chuckled, and helped them all up.

"You all try to be more careful, all right?" the man said in an educated Coruscanti accent. Luke's eyes widened without the man's noticing.

Leia quickly stepped in Luke's way before the man noticed his expression. "We're terribly sorry, sir. We'll be going now." She grabbed Luke's and Han's arms and dragged them out of the man's way as Chewbacca came scurrying out of the way as well. The man walked by, and went into the main room. They saw him go up the large stairs that led up to the next level and disappear. Leia turned to face Luke.

"What was that all about?" she asked him.

"That…that was…that was Obi-Wan Kenobi!" he managed to get out.

"That was the old fossil?" Han repeated in doubt. "It couldn't be him, Luke; he-"

"Is thirty-six, no, thirty-three years younger than when we last saw him, Han," Leia finished. "That could have been him."

"I can't believe we just bumped into Obi-Wan Kenobi," Luke muttered.

"Forget bumping into him, I can't believe he looked like that and didn't go for a girl," Han corrected. Leia rolled her eyes.

"Let's just see if we can find our way around here," she stated. "We have to meet Mon Mothma in three standard hours."

"Be careful how you call her, Leia," Luke warned. "We don't have the same status here as we do back in…well, um…our time."

"What, so we all call her Senator Mon Mothma no matter what?" Han asked.

"Yes, we're going to have to," Luke replied.

"What did that Jedi mean about 'clans', though?" Leia thought out loud. "I don't know anything about that. Do you, Luke?"

"No, I have no idea what he was talking about," Luke answered seriously. "I don't even know where their garden is. I didn't even know they had a garden!"

A handful of Jedi about their age went running by, and Luke barely had a chance to call out to them. "Hey! Do you guys want to…um…go out to the garden and play a game?"

Leia, Han, and Chewbacca eyed him in an irritated fashion, Leia's facial expression saying what her silent mouth would not say. What in the name of Alderaan are you doing? Why are you talking to them about something we don't even know about?

"Sure!" a young Jedi exclaimed happily.

The other younger Jedi broke into excited giggles. A female Twi'lek Jedi youngling smiled. "Let's go to the garden, then!"

"All right," Luke replied. "Lead the way!"

The other younglings ran ahead, their excitement getting the best of them. Luke, Leia, Han, and Chewbacca ran after them. They followed the younglings for a while, up the main stairs they saw Obi-Wan go up, and then after going down some windy passages, came upon a doorway. The Twi'lek ran up to it, pushed a button, and the door opened, bright sunlight spilling into the hallway. The younglings ran outside, and Luke and the others followed.

The garden was huge, plants everywhere as well as fountains. There was a river coming from a waterfall, and Jedi were relaxing or playing all over the place. The younglings they arrived with were waiting for them in a clear area by the river. Luke noticed Obi-Wan Kenobi lying down, looking up at the sky with a thoughtful look on his face.

A girl from the group of younglings waved them over. "Come on! We don't have all day!"

"We're coming!" Han answered. He then turned to the others. "What are we going to do? We can't play stuff that they play. What if it has to do with being…you know…Force sensitive?"

"Han, you're being paranoid," Leia remarked. "Look at them, for goodness sakes. They're only playing tag-"

Except once they looked over to see what Leia was seeing, Leia wished she hadn't said 'only'. They were running around playing tag, but with a different element in it. The person who was 'it', who was currently a Mon Calamarian girl, was gently nudging people through the Force instead of tagging them.

"All right, I take that back," Leia corrected. "They're playing tag with the Force."

Han looked a little unnerved at the youngling's game. "If they're simply playing using the Force, can you imagine if they got into a fight?"

"It wouldn't be pretty," Luke agreed. "But Jedi don't get into fights unless they have to."

Luke's eyes wandered over to Obi-Wan once more. He remembered when Obi-Wan called himself Ben Kenobi, the old hermit who lived on Tatooine. Now, Luke could see how he looked and how he acted in his own home. Now that Luke actually thought about it, there was always a very small tint of loneliness or discomfort in his eyes. No matter how small it was, it was still there, but Luke had never noticed it previously until he now thought of it.

Obi-Wan shifted from lying on his back to lying on his side, so he could watch the younglings at play. He smiled as he watched them, but there was restlessness in his eyes. Luke pondered on what Obi-Wan's look could be about, so he went into the Force to sense any emotions Obi-Wan might be letting out.

Until now, Luke had never noticed that little sensation in his head, as if something was empty and it is now full. When Luke went into the Force, then, he almost collapsed at the magnitude of the Force. He could hear people's thoughts, see other Jedi, feel other Jedi, and know what they're doing, where they are, everything. Luke's knees buckled, and he felt himself falling to the ground. He felt Leia through the Force. He felt her jump in surprise, and run over to catch him. He felt Han and Chewbacca run over to aid her.

Everything around Luke was blurry or black. His vision was swimming, but he could sense everything acutely. Off in the distance, he heard Leia's voice.

"Luke! Luke, are you all right? Luke! Can you hear me?"

Luke tried to answer, tried to open his mouth and say "I'm all right", but he couldn't. The overwhelming power of the other Jedi was so calming and surprisingly strong, that Luke felt himself just drifting away…

"What's the matter with him?" Han asked Leia with concern thick in his voice.

Leia looked as worried as he sounded. "I don't know,"

Chewbacca made a loud grunt to wake him up. Han noticed Obi-Wan Kenobi, if that really was Obi-Wan Kenobi, looking over at them from his spot on a little hill overlooking the younglings they followed into the garden. Obi-Wan got up and walked over to them. Leia's eyes widened and she looked over at Han and Chewbacca. They both nodded and kept quiet. When Obi-Wan reached them, his eyes automatically went over to Luke.

"What happened here?" he asked them.

"We're not sure, um…sir," Leia answered.

"Let me see," Obi-Wan said as he gently took the unconscious Luke from their arms. Obi-Wan put his hand on Luke's forehead, closing his eyes. After a little while, he opened them up again and smiled at them.

"Don't worry about your friend, young ones," he told them. "Your friend is all right. Just take him to his room and he'll wake up after a while."

"Thank you, sir," Han thanked him gratefully. Obi-Wan smiled, and was about to reply when another voice called out.

"Padawan, come here,"

Obi-Wan stood up immediately. "Yes, Master."

He left them to go up to an older Jedi with a rather large nose, long brown hair that had streaks of grey, a mustache and beard, and had a tall sturdy frame. His powerful body stood erect, waiting for Obi-Wan to get to him.

Han looked over at Leia. "Do you want to see what's going on?"

"We can see everything right here, Han," Leia replied. Han looked annoyed until he heard what she said next. "I want to hear what's going on."

Han smiled, and they looked over at Chewbacca. Chewie picked up Luke, and the threesome snuck over to where the man was waiting for Obi-Wan. Obi-Wan arrived, and bowed respectfully.

"You called, Master?"

The man looked at him seriously. "We have been called to do an assignment for the Chancellor. We are to go and negotiate with the Trade Federation to stop the blockade on Naboo."

"The Chancellor personally spoke of this?"

"Yes. We must get ready immediately. We are leaving tomorrow morning."

"Yes, Master."

The two of them walked off to head inside the Temple once more. Leia turned to face the other two.

"We know who the two Jedi Senator Mon Mothma spoke of are now," she said.

"So Obi-Wan and that guy he calls 'Master' are the two Jedi?" Han looked confused. "Why does he call him 'Master'?"

"Apparently it's a respectful term. I'm just afraid we might abuse it if we use it."

Chewbacca made a suggestion.

"All right, Chewie, let's ask one of those younglings."

Chewbacca waited in the bushes with Luke, and Leia and Han walked over to a group of younglings talking to each other. They all looked over at them with smiles as they walked over. Leia smiled back.

"Hello," she acknowledged. "Do you know who those two Jedi that were talking over there were?"

"Oh, yes," a human boy replied. "That was Master Kenobi and Master Jinn. Master Kenobi is Master Jinn's Padawan."

"Do you know their full names?" Han prodded.

"Jedi Padawan Obi-Wan Kenobi and Jedi Master Qui-Gon Jinn,"

"Thank you," Leia said to them, motioning for Han to follow her.

They walked back to Chewbacca and relayed the news to him. The Wookiee grunted and shrugged at the word Padawan and what it meant. Luke made a small moan and the three of them immediately turned their attention to him.