Luke and Indy raced down the long staircase, frantic to find another way to find the generator. Halfway down, however, the lights suddenly came back on. The two paused for a moment and exchanged a glance, then continued down the stairwell, now more curious than frantic. They reached the main hall just in time to see Obi-Wan, looking rather exhausted, entering from another hallway.

"Did you turn the power back on?" Indy asked.

Obi-Wan frowned. "I thought you had."

Luke shook his head. "Did you capture Uratis? Is Leia alright?"

"Yes, they're with Han and Senator Organa back in the assembly hall. I came to find a guard to take Uratis into captivity." Obi-Wan and the others all looked out the entrance to see dozens of local guards with blasters apprehending the scattering members of the Movement. He waved to a few of the closest ones, who hurried up the steps towards him. "The leader is in the assembly hall, unconscious. The Senator is there as well, but he's fine." They nodded in understanding and rushed off.

"So if none of us got to the power thing," Indy asked, "who did?"

Before anyone could make a guess, a voice from the entrance said, "I did." Luke and Indy turned to look at the man they hadn't even heard coming up the steps. He was tall and lean, though strong, with long hair and a wise but gentle face. The clothing he wore gave him away immediately as a Jedi. He walked with an even stride over to the group, giving Obi-Wan a cursory glance before directing his attention to Luke. "You must be Master Rendar," he said. It took Luke a moment to realise that was him, then he nodded. "I am Jedi Master Qui-Gon Jinn. It's a pleasure to make your acquaintance." His eyes moved to focus on Obi-Wan, who inclined his head respectfully to his Master, but said nothing. "I'm sorry that my Padawan dragged you into his affairs."

Luke noticed Obi-Wan redden slightly, and once again felt guilty that Kenobi's embarrassment was on his behalf. "Really, it wasn't a problem. He needed our assistance and my duty was clear."

Qui-Gon regarded his Padawan coolly for a moment. "It would have been wise to ask for help sooner, Obi-Wan," he reprimanded.

"Yes, Master," the young man replied quietly.

After a moment, a small smile tugged at the corner of the older man's mouth. "Then again, I might have been inclined to take a similar course myself." Obi-Wan's eyes lifted to meet the sparkling eyes of his master. "And after all, you accomplished your mission." The two exchanged an understanding smile.

Just then, there was a sound of a dozen feet marching down one of the hallways. The guards had restrained Uratis, who was conscious but looked rather groggy. At the head of the group, Senator Organa motioned silently for the prisoner to be taken away, and the guards complied. The politician then turned to face Qui-Gon, "Your apprentice and his friends have been invaluable to me. How can I ever repay you?"

"Well," Han said in a low voice. Leia shot him a glance, and he gave her an 'I was only kidding!' look. She rolled her eyes slightly.

"Your safety is our reward," Qui-Gon replied.

Bail nodded graciously. "Thank you all so very much," he said looking over the faces of the group. His gaze settled on Leia, and again his eyes lingered on her face. She was smiling at him, but he notices her eyes looked oddly glassy. "Thank you," he said again, lingering for a moment before he turned to follow the departed guards and their captive.

To Luke, Qui-Gon said, "I don't believe I've been introduced to your friends."

"Oh, of course. Qui-Gon Jinn, this is my sister and Padawan Leia, her husband Han, and his brother Indy." Each of them nodded to him, though Han did so a little more hesitantly than the others.

The Jedi Master paused as if he were contemplating saying one thing, but instead he smiled and said, "It's always a pleasure to have strong adversaries on ones side. Thank you all. However, I regret that we won't be able to stay here much longer. We have business back on Coruscant."

"We have somewhere to get back to as well," Luke said with a sideways glance at Indy.

"In that case, we'll let you be on your way." Qui-Gon notices Obi-Wan shift his weight almost imperceptivity. He knew the young man would never say anything to contradict him, especially in the presence of another Jedi, but it was clear what his Padawan wanted. With a glance down at the young man, he added, "Obi-Wan can accompany you back to your ship if you like."

Luke smiled genuinely. "Of course."

Qui-Gon bowed, a gesture which Luke returned. Then the older man turned and gracefully withdrew down the stairs.

* * * * *

The group arrived at the hangar as the sun was setting. Han let out a sigh of relief upon seeing the Falcon, and walked up to the hatch, opening it then turning back to the group. "Well, I don't know about all of you, but I'm ready to get home so I can relax, have a drink." he trailed off as he saw the tacit reprimand in his wife's eyes. Biting back a sigh, he sauntered over to the group and extended his hand to Obi-Wan. "It's been nice getting to know you," he said, if somewhat forcedly.

The young Jedi shook the spacer's hand. "May the Force be with you, Han," he said sincerely.

Han let out an exasperated sigh, "I knew you were going to say that!" After a beat, he smirked amiably at the Jedi, who smiled back.

"Obi-Wan," Indy said as he approached the young man. "It's been great to meet you. Now I know who to call if I ever need help in a fight."

"I believe I owe you for saving me."

"If you're ever in my neighborhood, you can buy me a drink," Indy replied with a hint of irony sneaking into his tone. Not only did Kenobi not know where he lived, it wouldn't do much good anyway. In fact, Indy wasn't sure he would even be able to get back to his own planet. He reminded himself that this wasn't over yet, but pushed it to the back of his mind as he shook Obi-Wan's hand to wish him farewell.

"Leia," Obi-Wan said, "I'm very sorry for having dragged you into this. And then destroying your lightsabre." He grimaced slightly with compunctions.

Smiling warmly, Leia, "Please, as I said, it's fine. I'm just glad we were able to aide in some way."

"Indeed you were." Obi-Wan said. His eyes flicked to Luke briefly, but both hesitated.

Leia tapped Han on the arm and motioned slightly. Taking a hint, Han said, "I should go get her ready, huh?" He and Leia began to walk up the ramp to the Falcon, and Indy followed closely behind them.

Out of respect, Obi-Wan waited for Luke to say something first. But the Jedi was at a loss for words. With all that had happened, he supposed he had sometimes forgotten who Obi-Wan really was. Standing in the hangar outside the Falcon, he couldn't help but recall the scene that had haunted him for so long, seeing Vader kill Kenobi. And even though he knew how everything had ended up, how it had needed to end up, he had never really gotten over the pain of losing Ben. He had never imagined he would see him like this. It seemed so strange to think that the man standing in front of him, who right now was younger than him, was going to grow into the man who had been his mentor, who had introduced him to the Force and the ways of the Jedi. It was strange to think of, but at the same time, not difficult to believe. He had seen so many wonderful qualities already in the young man, and couldn't express how grateful he was to have known him in this way. Of course, there was no way he could express that to Obi-Wan. Instead, he suddenly threw his arms around the young man in a hug.

When they stepped back, Obi-Wan thought he felt a strange ripple in the Force, and his brow furrowed slightly in curiosity. Shaking the feeling, he began to say, "Again, thank you so mu-"

Luke cut him off with a cursory wave of his hand, and the two exchanged a look of understanding. "You're going to be a great Jedi, Obi-Wan," he said sincerely, managing to keep out the hint of sadness that was creeping into his thoughts. If Kenobi really knew what his life was going to be like, he might chose another path. Then Luke shook the thought away. That wasn't true, and that was at the root of why he admired the man so much.

With a humble nod, Obi-Wan replied, "I can only hope to achieve close to what you have."

Luke couldn't help but smirk briefly at the irony of the situation. Then his face grew serious, and he softly said, "Goodbye Obi-Wan."

"Farewell Luke," he replied genuinely. "May the Force be with you."

"May the Force be with you," Luke replied quietly, forcing himself to turn and re-enter the Falcon, and watching Obi-Wan disappear out of the hangar's exit.

* * * * * Obi-Wan entered the transport to see Qui-Gon already seated and ready for takeoff. He took a seat next to his master, who said nothing for a while. As they lifted off into the sky, the older Jedi looked out the window as he said, "When you contacted me, I spoke with Master Yoda about your friend Master Rendar."

"I thought it odd that I hadn't heard of him before," Obi-Wan mused. "That in addition to some of his practices which I found a bit odd; his sister being his Padawan and her being married." He hesitated before adding. "But even more strange to me was that there seemed to be a sort of ripple in the Force around him."

Qui-Gon turned his head towards his padawan and scratched his chin. "I didn't feel it. Curious." After a pause he said. "There was no record of him in the Jedi Archives."

"None at all?" Obi-Wan looked shocked for a moment. Then he frowned in contemplation. "Master, what do you think it means?"

"Patience, Obi-Wan," Qui-Gon said, and Obi-Wan could tell he was switching into his lecturing mode. "That is either the past or the future, neither of which you can control. You must learn to focus on the present."

That always seemed to be his problem, Obi-Wan thought. He exhaled and tried to center himself, pushing his wonderings about Luke out of his mind. "Of course, Master," he said, "the present."