POV Anakin

Everything went back to almost normal. I trained with Windu, Yoda, and Obi-Wan, and had sessions with Depa. I was home by 1730 to help Padme with the kids, who were finally talking. They could say "mama", "dada," "Ji-Ji" for Jinn, and "Alla" for Ashla. Also they could, stand and walk a short distance by themselves. I would say, "Jinn, come to Dada," and he would take five or six steps and walk over to me.

They also had their own personalities as well. Jinn was fascinated by pictures, and he loved to see different planets. He had a book of all the different planets, and he was trying to learn the names. He was getting close to saying Naboo, and it was fun to hear him try Geonosis. Whereas, Ashla loved stuffed animals. She still slept with her animals that she got for first birthday, and she talked to them. She seemed to be explaining to them what was going on. She played with one, a stuffed Ewok Jobal and Ruwee gave her, liking the texture. His name was "Ba-Ba."

We took them to get tested at the beginning of month three, about a month after their birthday. Padme took the day off so that she could come and sit with me and listen to the results. One knight took Padme and Ashla with them in a room, and another knight, Myra Himis, came in and tested Jinn.

"What is his name?"

"Jinn, we named him after Qui-Gon Jinn, Obi-Wan's former master."

"What's his birthday?"

"11 day of month 2, 4 years ABY."

"How's his sleeping schedule?"

"He wakes up if he has a dirty diaper, or drops his pacifier, but otherwise he sleeps through the night."

"Okay. How do you get him back to sleep?"

"Change him or give him the pacifier back, make sure he is in the blanket good. He does not need to be picked up every time."

"Good," she said.

"When did he start using the Force?"

"To our knowledge, it was the end of last year right before Fete Week. They freaked out the babysitter by levitating their toys."

"Oh, I see. Did both of them do it at the same time?"

"Yes."

"Do they do most things at the same time?"

"Yeah. Small things. There are some differences like Jinn responds to pictures, and Ashla like noises. But they seem to grow at the same rate."

"They maybe linked," she said.

"Like a force bond?"

"We should have Yoda confirm it, but it is possible. This would allow them to feed off one another and grow in the Force together."

"How was it made?"

"It could be made from birth because they are twins."

I looked at my son, and wondered at the possibilities that he and his sister could do.

"Or one could have done it, and the other could have done it from observation. There is really no way to know until they are older. Alright I am going to test him now. Jinn, do you want to play a game?"

She put gave Jinn a toy to play with, a small Ewok like he had at home. After a minute she took it away and put it on a box a few feet away. Jinn used the force to move the toy back to him so he could keep playing with them.

"Could you step out for a minute? I'll call you right back. I want to see how he does playing by himself."

"Sure," I said, and I left the room.

Outside, I listened closely to hear Jinn cry or be upset that he was alone, but he seemed pretty content playing with his toys.

"Okay, you can come back in," shouted Myra.

I walked in and sat back down playing with Jinn.

"He seems perfectly adjusted to being with strangers. Now, for this last part," said Myra. "We test their blood for a Midichlorian count. A low Midichlorian count does not mean that they can not be in the academy, it just means the Force will be harder for him. Can you hold him, while I prick his finger."

"Sure," I said, and scooped Jinn up.

"I am going to prick his thumb because it has the most surface area."

She wiped off his thumb with a sanitary napkin, then using a lancing device, she pricked Jinn's finger. The minute it happened, he started to cry, of course, but did not scream.

"It's okay, Buddy," I said, rubbing his hair, "its over."

She put the blood from his finger on a data chip and put it into the datapad she had in her lap. "What's going on?" she said. "This can't be right."

"Why, what's wrong?"

"This says that he has a Midichlorian count of 15,000, and that is just what we can count. That is only five thousand lower than the highest we ever have on record which would be… you. But, there is no way that it's that high. I am going to get another sample. I am not going to prick him, just squeeze his fingers a little. Can you hold him a minute?"

She squeezed the blood out onto a new data chip and inserted it into the pad.

"I can't believe it," she said. "15,416. That is amazing."

"Yeah. He really is amazing," I said. "When will we know if they are in the Academy?"

"The council will make a decision within twenty-four hours on both of the twins. But if it was up to me, they belong here."