The peaceful abode where Jedi long dead reside was abuzz with activity. Even the slightly blurred figure of Master Mace Windu had something to accomplish. His features were composed, as always, in a frown and it didn't help his attitude that he was going to talk to Anakin Skywalker. He didn't know what it was about that boy that infuriated him. Maybe it was the fact that Anakin had killed him in life. He floated over; face solemn, to fair-haired Anakin Skywalker.

"Skywalker," Mace said unannounced, "I'd like to have words with you."

Anakin pulled himself out from under whatever project he was working on, circuits, wires, and the like everywhere. A gleam of perspiration lined his upper lip as he smiled at the Master. Mace sighed. He knew as well as anyone that something useless was about to spill from Anakin's mouth. He used to think that floating instead of walking was the worst thing about death. He had been proven wrong though. The worst thing was Anakin would be with you for all eternity.

Anakin didn't disappoint. "You know, Master Windu, you shouldn't always frown so much. It's bad for your health. Its really better if you smile, or dare I say laugh once in a while." Anakin said, with the knowledge that dead Jedi don't have need to worry about health.

Mace's face twisted into something that didn't even remotely resemble a smile.

"So," Anakin said, knowing his attempt at jest had gone wrong changed the subject. "How are my grandson and great grand daughter doing?"

Mace surprised Anakin with a laugh and a smile. "Heh, heh, that's what I would like to discuss. What went wrong?"

"What went wrong?" Anakin repeated.

Mace nodded.

"You sent Anakin to the future, right?"

Anakin nodded.

"Where?"

"Er." Anakin thought a moment. "He should be on Myrkr. Where he died."

"Well, Skywaker, he's not."

"No?" Anakin asked. "Where is he?"

"Kamino."

That one word spoke volumes.