What has gotten into Anakin lately, Qui-Gon asked himself as he walked down the main hallway to find him, he has become so distant lately. He acts like he hates me, he has become hateful to the other Jedi members, and the only Jedi, or Padawan, that he is still close to is Laetitia.

He stopped dead in his tracks. His daughter would be the only person who could help him here. Will she be willing to help? I mean, our relationship is not exactly perfect, but would she help? There was only one way he could find out…

Nighttime was approaching, and Laetitia was in her room meditating. Of course, she was. Her Knighting ceremony was soon, and she would have to spend a night in a preparation chamber, meditating. As she sat there, she heard a knocking on her door. Just one knock. If it was Obi-Wan, she would have heard three knocks. She got up and opened the door. It was her father.

"Master Jinn," Laetitia said to him formally, "I did not expect you-"

"Laetitia," he interrupted, "you do not have to be so formal. I am not meeting you on behalf of the Jedi. I came on my own accord. I need your help."

She looked at him. I never thought that he would come and ask me for help, she thought, it must be urgent. "Come in." He entered the doorway.

In her room, she had a small desk with two chairs. She offered one of the chairs to him, and he sat down.

"So," Laetitia said as she sat down opposite of her father, "what do you need help with?"

"Well," Qui-Gon sighed, "it's Anakin. He's been acting, strangely, lately, and I need your help to figure out why that is so."

"You have noticed it as well."

"You have noticed?"

"Yes. He has been more friendly to Master Kenobi and myself, and I have noticed that he has become meaner towards you. It is very strange, as you have said. You're like his father. I am shocked that he could take such a turn. I was going to ask you if you have noticed, but I have not found the right time. I guess you have, then." They mildly chuckled. There was still some tension in the room, and Qui-Gon supposed that she was trying to ease it. It worked.

"So, do you think that you can help me find out what has gotten into him?"

"I mean, he has been talking with the Chancellor more lately, so that can be part of it. But, yes, I will help you. If I find anything, I will report it directly to you."

Qui-Gon sighed in relief. He did not think that she would be so kind towards him, since he felt like he traded her in for Anakin. "Thank you, Laetitia. I greatly appreciate it."

"I am honored to help you, father." He smiled at the word, "father." She never used it very often to him, and he could not blame her. When she did call him father, though, he smiled.

They both got up. Qui-Gon left her room and Laetitia went back to meditating. A few minutes after her father left, she heard three knocks on her door. It must be Obi-Wan. She opened her door and confirmed her theory.

"Hello, Master," she said to him, "how are you this evening?"

He sighed. "Not too well, my young Padawan. May I have a seat?"

"Of course." He took a seat, and she took the one across from him. Laetitia looked at her Master, and he looked stressed. She could only tell that by his eyes. His eyes, which usually sparkled, had lost their shine. Something was wrong.

"What is it?" Laetitia asked him.

"Well, it is Senator Bail Organa. He was…" Obi-Wan's voice drifted into the air.

"He was what?"

"He was almost killed earlier." Laetitia looked at Obi-Wan with a shocked face.

"Is he alright?"

"Yes, he is fine. He has been issued two Jedi guards. Yet, he is nervous that his wife, Breha, will be attacked in Alderaan. To ensure her safety, he has asked us to go to Alderaan for a week or so, just to keep her safe. I came to ask you before I report any details back to him."

Laetitia smiled. "I would be honored to go, Master."

"I knew you would say that. We will leave the day after your Knighting ceremony."

"Do you think she will be okay until after that?"

"She has her guards, Laetitia. She will be safe." There were a few moments of silence. Then, Obi-Wan looked deep into Laetitia's eyes. "You look a lot like your mother," he blurted.

It caught her off guard. Whenever people talked about her mother, they would mention her dark eyes and blonde hair. "What do you mean?"

"Your eyes have the same glow that her eyes had. I see more and more of it every day. It's nice to see some of my old half-sister in you…"

It was only a few months ago, when Laetitia found out that her Master was also her half-uncle. Then, it kind of made sense why they looked so alike. Both had golden blonde hair and sapphire eyes.

"Well," she replied, "thank you."

"Now, my Padawan, keep meditating. Your ceremony is soon. I'll see you tomorrow."

He got up and left without another word.