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All of them were on the landing pad not too long after the wreck of a Council Meeting. Zelina and Anakin stood next to each other by the little astromech droid called R2-D2. Anakin was tinkering with the droid, with its consent of course. It seemed the droid had a mind of its own, and was very opinionated.

Anakin had been venting out his frustration to Zelina for the past few minutes since they had been alone.

"Why am I not good enough for them?" he asked for the hundredth time, scowling down at R2's dome. "And what was Qui-Gon talking about when he called me the Chosen One?"

Zelina sighed. "I don't know Ani…"

Anakin sighed, turning to look at her. "I should have said it earlier and I'm sorry I didn't, but congradulations. I'm sure you're going to make a great Jedi."

Zelina shook her head. "I'm not going to be a Jedi if you're not going to."

"Zee, don't go passing this up because of me! I'll be fine if things doing work out for me. You should still be a Jedi no matter what, all right."

Zelina smirked. "I believe that's up to me, huh Ani?"

Anakin rolled his eyes. "You're impossible."

She giggled. "I learned from the best."

Anakin stuck his tongue out at her in response, and she did as well. They both started giggling, though hushed whenever Qui-Gon and Obi-Wan came their way.

"…they all sense it, why can't you?" they heard Obi-Wan say.

"His fate is uncertain; he's not dangerous. The Council will decide Anakin's future; that should be enough for you. Now get on board," Qui-Gon said, his tone sharper than normal. Zelina and Anakin glanced at each other, and Zelina was curious to know how the part of the conversation they had missed had gone.

Obi-Wan bowed his head, a look of dejection flickering across his face. Zelina felt a pang of sympathy for him and trotted after the Padawan while Anakin walked up to Qui-Gon.

"Qui-Gon sir, I don't want to be a problem…" she heard Anakin say as she walked away. Picking up her pace, Zelina came to stride alongside Obi-Wan.

"Are you alright?" she asked him timidly, following him up the ramp.

"I'll be fine young one, don't worry about me," Obi-Wan reassured her. "Shouldn't you be with Anakin?"

She shrugged. "I wanted to see how you were."

He smiled a little. "Well, I'm thankful for your concern."

He paused in front of a door, and Zelina continued to follow him, hopping up in a chair as he strode over to a counter and started rummaging through drawers.

"Our name's rhyme," Zelina said randomly.

"What?" Obi-Wan asked, confused. Obviously she had caught him off guard with the statement.

"Our name's rhyme. Du'ahn, Obi-Wan." She giggled. "I think it's funny."

He stared at her for a moment before a smile twitched across his face. "That is amusing."

She swung her legs back and forth, peering at him curiously for a few moments. She had a feeling… "What are you sad about?"

Once more, Obi-Wan glanced up at her in surprise. "What do you mean?"

Zelina frowned a little more. "You seem…sad…grateful…and confused…personally, I'm confused how your feeling both sad and grateful at the same time."

Obi-Wan shook his head in bewilderment before he finally spoke. "You really do have a strong connection with the Force," he murmured to himself. He gave a resigned sigh and crouched down in front of Zelina. "If you must know….I'm grateful because Qui-Gon believes in me enough to request I go through the Jedi Knight Trials…I'm upset that…he seems to care more about Anakin than me now…and confused because I'm not quite sure which feeling is stronger…"

Zelina scooted to the edge of her seat. "I'm sure Qui-Gon cares very much for you. And he's just looking out for Ani: he promised Ani's mom he would!" She smiled at him. "I'm sure Qui-Gon's very, very, very proud of you," she finished with a serious look on her face and a quick nod.

Obi-Wan smiled at her, putting a hand on her shoulder. "Thank you Zelina…I needed to hear that."

Zelina gave him a bright smile. "I'm glad I made you feel better."

He chuckled and stood up. "Come on, I think I can get away with showing you a few things about a lightsaber. Though I want to find a room we'll be alone in first…"

Zelina launched herself off the chair, practically jumping up and down in excitement. "Really?"

Obi-Wan chuckled as he took her hand to lead her along. "Of course, why not? I think we both need to get our minds off some things," he said pointedly.

Zelina nodded. She had a lot on her mind as well. "Will you let me hold your lightsaber?"

Obi-Wan hesitated. "Yes…though we're going to be very, very, very careful, because I don't want you getting hurt."

"Well, yeah," Zelina said hastily.

Obi-Wan smiled a little. "Don't worry; I'll make sure you don't hurt yourself."

He paused in front of a room, leading her inside. It was small, but open, and would fit their needs. Obi-Wan unhooked his saber and knelt down beside Zelina with a reassuring smile, holding out the cylindrical weapon for her to see clearly. First, he showed her were everything was, then began to explain how it worked, how to adjust the intensity of the blade, practically everything about the lightsaber. She listened intently, soaking in every word he said. After he was sure that she had registered everything he said, he carefully pressed the weapon into her hand, pointing it away from her.

"Now…" he adjusted the intensity of the blade before continuing. "I want you to turn it on, like I showed you."

Zelina pressed the button and the blue blade from her dream sprung forward, dazzling her.

Obi-Wan smiled at the look on her face, chuckling a little under his breath. "Now I want you to—very carefully—follow what I tell you to do, alright? I'm going to teach you a very basic lightsaber kata…"

Halfway through Obi-Wan's surprise lesson, the door opened and Anakin slowly slipped into the room. He peered curiously at Zelina, who paused in the middle of one of the steps to look back at her friend. "Ani! How'd you find us?" she asked curiously with a small smile.

He shrugged. "I was just wandering and felt I should come in here…what are you doing?" he asked curiously.

"Obi-Wan's showing me some lightsaber katas," she said brightly. "Wanna watch?"

Anakin shrugged. "Sure, why not?"

Obi-Wan smiled just a little and waited until Zelina was focused once more on the form before he resumed his step by step instructions. Anakin stayed quiet and watched from his seat on the floor by the door.

Obi-Wan was gently correcting Zelina's stance when another person walked through the door.

Why do people keep coming in here? Zelina did her best not to scowl. However, when she saw it was Qui-Gon, her disgruntlement went away. Obi-Wan stood a little straighter as Qui-Gon's curious gaze fell on the two in the middle of the room.

"And what's going on in here?" he asked in apparent amusement.

"I was just showing her a lightsaber kata Master," Obi-Wan said hurredly. "Anakin came in to watch a little while ago…"

Qui-Gon got a serious look on his face. "You know Obi-Wan, we're not allowed to train these two…"

Obi-Wan bowed his head at the chastisement, but Zelina grinned when she saw the mischeivious twinkle in the Jedi Master's eyes. "But I won't say anything about this particular incident if you won't."

Obi-Wan looked back up at him, only startled for a split second before he chuckled. "Of course Master."

Qui-Gon sighed. "I would love to let you both continue, but I believe the young one's need their rest. It's late, and we have a long day ahead of us on Naboo."

Zelina pouted while Anakin stood up, and Obi-Wan took his saber back from her. "Perhaps we can go through some more another time," Obi-Wan whispered to her. Zelina was sure that Qui-Gon heard, but he didn't say anything.

"You two won't mind sleeping in the central chamber again, right? This time Obi-Wan will be in there with you though."

Anakin frowned a little, though Zelina smiled. "That's fine with me," she said cheerily.

Obi-Wan sighed as he clipped his lightsaber back to his belt and made his way to the door.

"I advise you get some rest as well Obi-Wan," Qui-Gon said.

"Of course Master," Obi-Wan said easily, one hand on Zelina's back and the other lightly grasping Anakin's shoulder as he led them out of the room. "Do you two think you'll need blankets again?"

Anakin nodded. "It's so cold in space…"

"You'll get used to it, I promise. You're simply still adjusting to the different climate since you've lived on such a hot planet so long."

Zelina shoved her hands into her pockets at that moment to keep her hands warm, and her finger's brushed a familiar banged up box. She pulled it out, a surprised look falling across her face. "Oh, I forgot I had this!" She must have put it in the pocket of the clothes she was wearing when she'd packed her stuff and forgotten to take it out.

Both of the boys looked at her curiously, though it was Anakin who spoke. "What is it?"

"It's my mother's necklace…" she said quietly, opening the box. Inside was a leather necklace with a carved wooden pendent. She pulled it out of the box, holding up the necklace so she could look at it in better light. The pendent was a Greater Krayt Dragon, reared back and letting out a ferocious roar. There was a part of the necklace on the front that looked darker than the rest where it had been burnt. Zelina remembered her mother wearing it all the time. It had even somehow survived although she'd been wearing it the day that she'd died…

She stopped the memories there, shoving them into a corner of her mind. She didn't want to think about that right now. With a sigh she put the box back in her pocket, though she did slip the necklace on.

When she looked up, Obi-Wan was giving her a comforting smile. Anakin sighed. "I wish I had something to remind me of mom…" he said softly.

Zelina gave her friend a hug while Obi-Wan opened the door for the central chamber. "It'll be alright Ani, I promise, things will work out."

"I hope so…" he murmured.

They both climbed back into the spot they had been in on the way to Coruscant, though this time they both stretched out on opposite sides of each other. Obi-Wan found a pillow and blanket for each of them, and they set up their makeshift beds so that they both could stretch out on the curved seat. Their heads were right by each other.

Obi-Wan pulled the blankets tight around them, making sure they were well situated. "Good night you two," he said gently.

"Good night Obi-Wan," the two murmured in reply at once. Zelina heard Obi-Wan chuckle and watched him stretch out on the floor from her limited view. Most of her sight was obstructed by the table beside her.

"Will you be fine sleeping on the floor?" she asked. She'd done it herself many times over, but that didn't mean that it was comfortable. She knew it wasn't.

Obi-Wan smiled a little, staring up at the ceiling. "I'll be fine Zelina, don't worry about me," he said gently. She watched him lift his hand and as he slowly lowered it, the lights gradually dimmed until there was only a faint glow that hardly illuminated anything. "Get some sleep," he said softly.

Zelina smirked a little but obliged, settling into her pillow. Gradually she drifted off until she was able to easily slip into her dreams…

Obi-Wan watched the two silently from his spot on the floor, monitoring them through the Force until he was sure that they were both asleep. Only then did he let himself relax, no longer resisting the drowsiness that was settling over him.

He was grateful for little Zelina getting him to open up to her. He'd needed to talk to someone about what he was feeling, and even talking to the six year old had helped.

Obi-Wan smiled a little. The girl had definitely grown on him, though with her personality, who wouldn't like her? He was starting to see her as a little sister of sorts…

Obi-Wan sighed. He needed his sleep. Qui-Gon was right, there was a long day ahead of them and they would need all the rest they could get. Sighing, he let his eyes close, gliding off into a deep sleep.

Zelina sniffled, tears falling from her eyes at a rapid rate as she stared in the direction of her toy as it was blown away in the wind. Her precious Zarth, her only toy, the stuffed Bantha that helped her fall asleep at night…

Her mother's concerned face filled her view. "Angel, what's wrong?" she asked Zelina softly, brushing the tears away. Zelina stared into her mother's bright green eyes, still sniffling.

"Zarth!" she blubbered, pointing off in the direction of the toy as the wind carried it further away.

Her mother sighed, staring after the toy that was so far away and, even though Zelina didn't understand at the time, dangerously far away.

But as she watched her mother, she saw that her mother understood how important that simple toy was. How much her daughter loved that toy. How much comfort and joy that toy brought her daughter…

"I'll get it Angel, alright? Just stay here…"

Zelina nodded and watched her mother stand up, brushing some of the sand off of her even if it was pointless; the sand would return anyway. Zelina watched her mother's blonde hair blow in the wind as she strode in the opposite direction farther, and farther, and farther…

Someone was shouting angrily behind her, someone familiar. It was that mean lady her family stayed with. Why was she shouting? Mommy was just getting Zarth for her. Mommy knew Zarth was important, Mommy would make it all better…

The angry yelling got louder until it was right above her, and now she could hear her father yelling too. Though her father sounded scared. But Daddy was never scared, and he didn't need to be scared, just like the mean lady didn't need to be mad.

"Daddy, Mommy get Zarth!" Zelina told him happily, pointing after her mother.

Her mother crouched down to pick up the toy and Zelina smiled. Zarth was fine now. Mommy had gotten him before the wind could take him any further.

"Mom…"

Her mother stood up, her eyes locking with her daughter's. She gave a small smile.

"Mommy…"

Why was Mommy crying? Why was Daddy sounding so scared? Why wasn't the mean lady yelling anymore?

"Why Mom…Mommy no…"

There was a beep sound near the mean lady, a bright flash, and the next thing she knew she watched her world literally explode in front of her. She screamed and cried, she couldn't stop crying…

"Zee! Zee!"

"Zelina!"

Zelina's eyes snapped open, and she found her face was soaked with tears. The blanket was tangled around her legs and the pillow was on the floor. On one side she realized Anakin was sitting next to her, his hand grasping her arm. On the other was Obi-Wan, who was grasping her other arm, though not so tightly.

It's all my fault, all my fault, if I hadn't wanted that stupid toy I would still have my mother. Her mother had known that it had been too far, she'd known if she went after it then her chip would be activated, yet she still went after that stupid, stupid toy…

Zelina took fast, shaky breaths, close to hyperventilating, trembling, and still crying. She couldn't get her mother's sad smile out of her head and she buried her face in her hands, sobbing uncontrollably. Both of the boys put their arms around her in an attempt to comfort her. Obi-Wan began to gently rock her, making soothing sounds the entire time as well.

"It's all right Zelina…it's alright…" he said rhythmically.

"It's all my fault, it's all my fault, Mom why'd you do it?" she sobbed, not caring what they thought of her blabber.

For a moment, she thought Obi-Wan's hand stopped rubbing her back, though she must have imagined it because the next moment he was right back to his soothing motions and words. Anakin held to her arm, repeating comforting phrases to her the entire time.

Soon, exhaustion won out, and despite her struggle to stay awake and avoid having to see her mother's death all over again, she fell asleep once again, leaning on Anakin while Obi-Wan did his best to calm her down…

Obi-Wan stared at the two children that were practically curled up in his lap. He's actually been woken by Zelina's murmurs about her mother, not by her sudden cry and hysterical sobbing. It hadn't taken long for Obi-Wan to figure out that she'd had a nightmare about her mother. At first he'd been confused. At least he was until he remembered something Qui-Gon had told him.

She saw her mother die when she was very young…

Obi-Wan looked sadly at the girl as he reached over and pulled the blankets back over the two children. She really had been through much. Too much for her age in Obi-Wan's opinion. And apparently she shouldered the blame of her mother's death. He didn't think he'd be able to forget her sobbing out the statement.

He ran a hand down his face, sighing. Hopefully she wouldn't have any more nightmares tonight. He just wished that he could do something about it…

Actually… he thought to himself. I think I can…

Sighing once more, Obi-Wan reached into the Force and sent waves of peace and comfort towards the small girl, doing his best to wrap the girl up in the calm and soothing feelings. When he was sure that her sleep was a peaceful one, he finally let himself relax once more and fall asleep once more.

The three of them stayed huddled together for the rest of the night.