Author's Notes: Hello again! I hope you all enjoyed the last chapter, and I hope you all got my answers to the reviews! Now...on with part 2 of Trouble at the Inn.

Chapter 35

Trouble at the Inn Part II

Little HOLLY was small. But that didn't mean she was quiet. Her small little beeps could be heard up the stairs. Thank the Force that Ryan was a heavy sleeper. The only way to get Ryan up, was through sheer force. That means that someone would have to flip the mattress over and have him roll out onto the floor. Even then, it was hard to get him up.

HOLLY quickly manuevered her hovering gears and then attempted to open Ryan's door. It was locked. But HOLLY had no problem. She had been programmed to know how to unlock doors through sequences of codes. She had been programmed to understand how to slice systems. She would have no problems what-so-ever with this.

HOLLY quickly took out her arm appendage, folded it into what looked like a metal spatula, and slid it through the door. Voila! The door was unlocked. She slowly opened the door.

Ryan was snoring softly under the covers. He was sleeping in a pair of regular boxers, not that HOLLY paid any mind. HOLLY quietly made her way to Ryan's bookshelf where she suspected it to be.

She scanned the area, and soon found the slim green box with the picture of the two men fighting on it. But she couldn't find the book.

Oh well, HOLLY thought. I've got what my maker wanted most. Mission complete.

She quickly grabbed the slim green box, and then headed out the door. She closed it, and subtly locked it again so as not to raise suspicions if someone (like a droid) came in and stole something out of his room in the night.

She then hovered down the four flights of stairs, and returned to where Anakin was.

"Have you got it HOLLY?" he asked.

HOLLY beeped affirmative.

"What about the book?" Anakin asked.

HOLLY beeped negative.

"Oh alright, I suppose this will do," Anakin said. He then took the slim green box with the two men fighting on it, out of HOLLY's arm appendages, and proceeded to open the box.

He heard his Master murmur in his sleep, and froze. Oh Force, would he get it if he was caught.

Luckily, his Master had just turned over, facing another direction. Obi-Wan did not wake up.

Anakin looked inside the box, and found a small little pamphlet.

"What's this thing?" he whispered.

HOLLY beeped what Anakin translated to be, "I don't know."

Anakin opened the book and saw more pictures like the one on the front, and he was shocked to find that they looked like his Master.

"What? That isn't Master Obi-Wan, is that? HOLLY, have you learned Earth's written language yet?" Anakin asked.

HOLLY beeped negative.

Anakin swore in Huttese.

But he had seen Keira write in her journal before, in her own language. She had written the word underneath the picture of a man looked like her Master, Obi-Wan Kenobi. Although Anakin was not sure if that was his Master's name, he did know what his name looked like in her language. He had asked what it looked like before.

He flipped a few pages of the book, and soon saw a picture of what looked to be an exact identical picture of R2-D2. He then found a picture of another Jedi, with a lightsaber, looking menacingly at the dark figure in front of him.

"This has got to be from Coruscant," Anakin whispered to HOLLY. "This is a book of all the Masters...or something."

HOLLY did not reply.

Anakin flipped to another page...but soon looked and gasped at what he saw. There was a man, standing in the corner of the page, with a dark look on his face. He had dirty blonde hair, like himself, and blue eyes, like himself. But he had a scar on the right side of his face.

Probably a battle scar...Anakin thought.

He had a blue lightsaber, yes, but that's not what concerned him. The man had lightning shooting forth from his fingertips. The man also had very dark, almost Dark Jedi clothing on. Anakin shook his head at the picture. It gave him chills.

But that's not what spooked him the most. Anakin looked underneath the picture to see if there was a name. There was. Actually, there were two names. One name Anakin recognized immediately. Anakin Skywalker. The other name was Darth Vader.

Anakin, almost instinctively, threw the book at the wall. His breathing became extremely erratic.

That caused Obi-Wan to wake up.

A light then shined bright in Anakin's face.

"What are you doing?"

It was Keira.

Anakin couldn't answer.

"What in the blazes-" Obi-Wan said groggily, but then turned in the direction of the stairs. He saw Keira shining a light in Anakin's face.

"Anakin, what are you doing?" Keira asked once more.

Anakin still couldn't answer.

Keira was concerned now. She bent down and grabbed the object, or the Xbox case, on the floor.

Keira moaned when she saw the title and when she saw what was missing.

"Oh Anakin..." she sighed, and then looked at him. "What were you doing with this?"

"Your cousin hid it from me, didn't he?" Anakin asked. It sounded more like a statement though. "You hid it from me."

Keira sighed.

"I'm not stupid, Keira," Anakin said coldly. "That was me. In that small book over there, wasn't it? That man who wore the dark clothes, and shot Darkside lightning from his hands; that was me. I had to turned to the Darkside, didn't I?"

Keira could hear the cracks of emotion in Anakin's voice.

"How did you know it was you?" Keira asked in monotone.

"I recognized my name," Anakin said darkly, his eyes now entranced with Keira's feet.

Keira shifted her position, only to find Obi-Wan in nightclothes, like Keira, standing beside her.

"What's going on?" he asked quietly, knowing something dark and serious was stirring.

A while later after an explanation...or two...

The lights were on in the basement and a heated discussion was now taking place between Keira and Anakin. Obi-Wan was shocked when he learned of Keira's knowledge of their future.

"You knew!" Anakin spat. "All this time you knew and didn't tell us!"

"Anakin...I couldn't! The Council forbade me not to!" Keira protested. "They asked me to interfere with the way things were going, and help prevent you from not going to the Darkside!"

"Was this assignment to be on record?" Obi-Wan asked, wondering if the mission Keira was given was even going to be recorded, on account of it's stealthiness.

"I'm not sure. They didn't give me those details. They just asked me to do everything in my power to help you and the galaxy before it's too late," Keira explained.

"So the Council did this without our consent. This is ridiculous! This is not fair! Were you to report to them of my progress? Was I just a project to you? I can't believe this...I don't even know if I can trust you! You just may be doing this so the galaxy doesn't fall down! This may be all a power trip to you! Become a Jedi, get recognition, save me from myself! I can look after my own self, Keira. I don't need you, or any of those who were involved in this," Anakin shouted menacingly.

Even though Keira's Jedi sense perception was at a minimum, she could feel waves of his anger radiating and moving throughout the basement.

Anakin was really getting scary.

"Anakin!" Obi-Wan barked, annoyed with his Padawan's insolence and arrogence.

"You know what, Anakin?" Keira said, looking him straight in the eye. "I have done nothing but try to be your friend since I arrived here. You were cold, selfish, and mean. And finally, we had a break through. We became friends. But, I suppose that's ruined now, all because I tried to be your friend. I tried to help you. I wanted to get you out of the rut you were digging yourself into. I didn't...I didn't want to see you get hurt."

Tears were flowing freely now and Keira's voice was cracking.

"But you want to do this yourself, Anakin? Sure. I'll just step out and not be your friend. I won't help you hold yourself accountable to the Lightside, if that's what you want. My father can do that. He's your Master anyways. I shouldn't interfere. I shouldn't help. I'm not worthy enough. You're way better than what I'll ever be; you don't need help. You won't fall to the Darkside. You're too powerful. You're the Chosen One. It's in the Jedi's Prophecy. You won't fall to the Darkside. You'll defeat them. Well, one question Anakin. What if they defeat you first? What then? I'm through with this conversation. Either Anakin can never trust me again...and not be my friend...or he can chose my help, which I pray will be useful."

With that, Keira ran upstairs back to her bedroom, and locked the door.

Obi-Wan sighed, put his hand to his temple, and turned from Anakin.

"We'll talk about this in the morning," Obi-Wan said quietly. "Meditate on this event."

Obi-Wan then headed back to the couch, and wearily laid down.

Anakin eased into a meditative stance, and meditated, without a word of protest.

In the Briefing Room on the Sith Ship named Savage...

"How far away are we from the destination?" Darth Sidious asked his crew that were piloting the ship.

"We're two days away, sir," said Lt. Kazkah.

"How's my son? Is he behaving like a Sith should?" Palpatine asked with a smug grin on his abhorrent face.

"Kavar is as talented as any Sith Lord, sir. He has never quelled any doubt up in me," Lt. Kazkah said.

"Very good. I should like to speak with him," Palpatine said.

"Yes sir," Kazkah said, and ran to go get Sith Lord Kavar.

Once Kavar was brought in, Palpatine spoke to him. Lt. Kazkah left the room after being summoned to the Bridge.

"Have you felt it?" Palpatine asked. "The Jedi have come to the planet which that girl, Master Obi-Wan's relation, is on."

"I have felt it, Father," Kavar said. "There is a dark energy running through an area on that planet. I believe it to be one of the Jedi."

"The Force serves you well, my son. It is the powerful one, Anakin Skywalker. I take interest in him being my apprentice," Palpatine said. "He is dark enough."

An intense wave of jealousy ran through Kavar. His father already had him as an apprentice! Was there anyone better than himself?

"He would make a good Sith," Kavar said, as a cover for his jealousy. "Yet, that is not all I feel. The girl. She is just as powerful."

"But not nearly as dark," Palpatine said. "But that's changing slightly. I can feel it. She is angry at Anakin. Yes. I can feel it. He has hurt her."

Kavar wanted to roll his eyes. Can we just get off this subject? I shouldn't have even brought the girl up!

"Maybe it would be best..." Palpatine said, "...if we captured...all of them."

Kavar's eyes lit up like fire balls.

"All of them?" he asked. "You send me down here to catch one of them, yet now you want me to get all three? Three Jedi? That is impossible father!"

"Well...then...you are not strong enough to be my apprentice. Capture the boy then. That will hurt Obi-Wan Kenobi enough. I'll make him my apprentice," Palpatine said.

Kavar growled. "No," Kavar said darkly. "I'll capture all three of them."

"And if you fail?" Palpatine asked.

"Then you can take my lightsaber and give it to your precious apprentice," Kavar sneered.

"Very good then," Palpatine said calmly. "I'll be in touch."

With that, the transmission ended, and Kavar was left to brood.

At Keira's Father and Mother's grave...

It had been 10 hours since the incident between Anakin and Keira.

Keira was finally going to be able to visit the grave of her mother and father. Keira offered her father to come, but he politely reclined and said he needed to speak to Anakin, whether Anakin liked it or not.

Keira understood completely.

Keira's aunt stood watching from the mini-van, wrapped in a winter coat, and waiting for Keira to return.

Keira knelt beside her parent's grave, and proceeded to put the plastic (although heartfelt and beautiful) flower in the ground.

"Well," Keira said, a lump rising in her throat. "I'm back where I started. Anakin's not my friend anymore, Dad seems quieter than normal and a less talkative to me, and I feel awkward again. Things were just starting to get normal too. Then again, nothing's normal with the Jedi. Everything's...everything. They never have any real surprises, and they're always expecting the unexpected. I wonder if they expected me."

Keira let more tears fall.

"I love you guys. And I miss you," Keira sighed shakily. "And...I'm starting to wonder...if I'm even cut out for the Jedi. They just accepted me...because they thought I could help them with the future. Maybe I don't even have what it takes. Maybe they're just letting me believe that."

But Keira put on a brave face for her parents.

"Yet, even if they are letting me believe I'm good, I don't want to fail Anakin. I don't want to see him get hurt. I won't let him. I won't let them take him. I won't watch him be set up...for a fall," Keira said.

Keira was now in a determined mood.

"I won't let him fail. I won't let him fall."

Keira put her head in her hands.

"I won't let him fall to the Darkside," she whispered.

She then got up and walked back to the car.

Author's Notes: I forgot how sad a chapter this was. Next...part 3! Yes...a bunch a parts...but you'll get used to it. Auf Weidersehen! Goodbye! PLEASE READ AND REVIEW!