Luke had anticipated this moment since Leia had contacted him. He had wondered what he would say to the man who had changed the course of his life. The man who showed him what he really was and introduced him to what he was capable of. But when the actual moment came, he was speechless.

Obi Wan grinned in a rather embarrassed manner (he had, after all, just been caught groping his sister) and extended his hand to him. Luke was reaching to do the same and without thought pulled him into a bear hug because a handshake seemed an incredibly insufficient greeting for a man who had died for him.

When he pulled away he realized Obi Wan, having just met him, might think him wildly inappropriate but the Jedi Master just smiled.

"Nice to meet you," he said. "I take it we are close."

Luke just nodded clumsily.

"Your sister tells me you were my padawan once. Or you will be, depending on the point of view."

Luke glanced at Jess, who gave him a "what the hell was I suppose to say" kind of shrug/ funny face combo.

"Um, yes," Luke finally spit out. "You could say that."

"Another one who speaks in riddles," Obi Wan said with a sigh. "Wonderful."

"I--" Luke looked to his sister for help but she was too busy laughing. "You and Master Yoda were both responsible for my training."

"Really?" Obi Wan's interest piqued. "Then would you care to show me what you've been taught?" He gestured toward the clearing that he and Jessie had been (among other things) sparring in.

Jessie watched Luke's eyes get as big as a child's. She knew he was so excited that he could barely contain himself but he simply smiled and gave a nod. The two men walked over to the middle of the clearing and Jessie sat down in the shade of a tree to watch the spectacle.

"Jessie tells me you are the greatest Jedi to ever live," Obi Wan said, igniting his lightsaber.

"Well she certainly is biased, but…" Luke said, igniting his own weapon.

"But?"

"I was trained by the best."

And with that they launched at each other. Like two equally matched lions, they crashed together but in a shower of sparks. It was staggering to watch. Lightsabers arched and clashed in blinding color patterns. Both men parrying and thrusting, each anticipating the other by nanoseconds. Jess found herself clutching her knees to her chest, her body constricted with tension as she watched. They both moved with such grace and such assurance she really had no idea who would win.

Both men were sweating and nearing exhaustion by the end. But it wasn't a test of skill that determined the victor.

Obi Wan and Luke were locked together, lightsaber to lightsaber, and Obi Wan was marveling to himself how powerful his opponent was, when he got a good look at Luke's eyes. It was like staring at Anakin. And he lost concentration just then and Luke used it to his full advantage. A kick to the legs and a Force grab at his lightsaber and Luke was standing above his first Master, two lightsabers in hand.

Obi Wan smiled ruefully up at him and climbed to his feet.

"So perhaps she didn't exaggerate," he said.

"No, she did. She always does," Luke said, glancing at Jess as she walked toward them. "You lost your concentration. How come?"

Obi Wan studied Luke's face for a moment but dismissed the thought.

"Because I have become too easily distracted as of late," he said, as Jessie walked up to them and he smiled at her.

"So why do you call her kitten?" Ben asked over dinner later that evening.

Jessie turned a laser look of death on her brother.

"Don't you dare."

"What was that song called," Luke pondered out loud.

"There was no song," Jessie insisted. "You have no idea what you are talking about."

"Love Cats!" He cried out with a laugh. Then yelped in pain when Jess kicked him under the table. A few of the Voyager crew glanced at their table and Luke lowered his voice. "When I found Jess she was working as a dancer in the seediest bar this side of Chalmun's Cantina. And the first time I laid eyes on her she was dancing to a song called Love Cats, tail and all. After we got to know each other I started calling her kitten."

Jessie heaved her fork at Luke with every ounce of strength she had and he caught it without blinking.

"Got to know each other?" Obi Wan asked, both amused and bewildered by the act of attempted fratricide.

Luke and Jessie looked up at each other and then immediately back down at their dinner again.

"Luke, Leia, and I were raised separately." Jessie said. "I didn't even know they existed until Luke came and found me."

"Why--" Obi Wan began but stopped when he saw the looks both of them gave him. "Right. So what is the weather like?"

Obi Wan couldn't remember a better time in his entire life and it disturbed him to no end. He knew he shouldn't be so comfortable. He knew he should be more concerned about what was happening in his own time. But he couldn't set aside how happy he was. With Luke here he found an unexpected companion. Like Jessie, Luke didn't say much about himself but he had endless fascination for Obi Wan's upbringing and training. And Luke also proved to be an incredible training partner. Ben was coming to realize that he might even be more powerful then Anakin, if that were possible.

And Jessie couldn't seem to be more delighted. She clearly worshipped her brother, despite the occasional utensil throwing. Even so, he could still sense a current of unease running through her. Never more so then at night. Mingled in the darkness there was an intensity to her that wasn't there before. It was as if she was trying to wring everything she could from him before--

Before what? He was pondering that question when he turned a corner in the corridor and saw Jessie standing before the holodeck. She was looking at the control panel outside the door with a look of horror. Then she hastily went inside. Curious, Obi Wan followed her. When he entered he found himself under the staircase in the program she had run with the Sith Lord. Above him he could make out the dark figure frozen in place by the program and Luke, standing before him.

"I'm sorry," Jessie was saying, as she took the stairs to the top two at a time. "You weren't supposed to see this."

"Has he seen it," Luke asked quietly, his voice strangely strangled.

"Ben?"

Luke nodded.

"Yes," she replied.

Obi Wan was about to announce himself but he stopped.

"What did you tell him?"

"That it's a simulation."

Luke turned toward her and shook his head.

"Why would you do this to yourself?"

"You got to fight your demons and win. I still fight mine. Everyday."

"The only demons you have left," he said, tapping her forehead, "are here."

Jessie shook her head and backed away.

"I wish that were true."

"It is true," he cried in frustration. "You sabotage yourself, nobody else does."

"How can you say that?"

"How can you not? What about Obi Wan?"

Jessie crossed her arms and backed away from Luke even more.

"What about him?"

"I've spent time with him, Jess. You've lied to him about just about everything."

"I've never lied to him, not once. He's just assumed--"

"That the Jedi counsel now approves of everything he's found here with you? That Jedi's are allowed to fall in love, allowed to procreate, allowed to marry!"

Obi Wan made it up the first step before he had to stop and sway in place. His footsteps were enough to draw both Luke and Jessie's attention. He felt a piece of himself dying as he spoke.

"They're not?"