Thank You for your Patience.

I've been very busy as of late. Hence, this update is wayyyy later than normal. I'm not sure when I will be able to update next, but rest assured, I will finish the story ;)

First chap = disclaimers

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Obi-Wan frowned as he and Jaina landed on Kamino. It was raining. There was lightening flashing in the sky. It looked exactly the same as it had when he last visited the planet so many years ago. That, however, was what troubled him. In fact, visiting the planet at all was not bothering him more than usual. His company was.

Jaina had been friendly on their way there. She had been nice. They had talked. She asked about his childhood. She asked about his adulthood. She hadn't fallen asleep on his discourse of proper protocol for addressing the council. She had started to call him Obi-Wan regularly instead of the Master Kenobi or Ben that others preferred.

There were also her smiles towards him when he slipped up and used some of his saltier vocabulary. There was the way she had looked at him when they had eaten the small rations for dinner.

Obi-Wan sneaked a glance over at Jaina as they walked behind their guide. She was paying full attention to absorbing the hallways and the people that had built them. She felt his eyes upon her and flashed him a grin. He quickly averted his eyes.

This was not good. Next thing he knew, he was going to be blushing and stammering whenever he talked to her. He was a Jedi Master and a general in the Clone Wars. He should have more control than what he was exhibiting. He frowned. To change who he was could be disastrous. His whole life was built around Jedi mantras. He needed to remain in control of his emotions.

Jaina all but whooped in joy when Obi-Wan glanced away. Apparently, she had inherited the Solo gene for flirtation and seduction. It was fair play; she mused. Obi-Wan Kenobi had been doing funny things to her stomach since she first set eyes on him. Now, it was her turn to make him nervous.

Both their trains of thought were abruptly shut off as they were introduced to the magistrate.

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Ani sat as his lawyer debated his citizenship with some other lawyer and a judge. They were currently arguing about justice, fairness and the right to score approval points. At least, that was what the discussion had turned into. Everyone, it seemed, wanted in on the trial of Anakin Skywalker.

Ani had completely phased out after the third round of bickering started. Then the judge addressed him.

"Mr. Skywalker. What is your planet of origin?"

Ani looked up. "Tatooine."

The opposing lawyer seized on the information. "See? Tatooine is not a planet controlled by the Empire."

Ani sighed. "My apologies to the court, but when I was born, Tatooine was under Hutt control."

Both lawyers' faces fell. The judge sighed. Ani was technically last listed as a citizen of Coruscant, and Coruscant was a Republic planet. But, the Coruscant Ani was from became the center of the Empire and was still under the Empire's control at the time of his death.

The judge dismissed the arguing lawyers. "I will take two hours to deliberate. We will adjourn until then."

Ani closed his eyes and got up to go wait in another room. Hopefully, the judge would rule in his favor. If he was a citizen of the Empire, his crimes would be far less serious than if he was tried as a citizen of the Republic.

In the old days, he would have attempted a touch of mind persuasion to aid his situation. There were definitely drawbacks to being on the light side of the Force.

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Jaina sighed as she brushed out her hair. After several hours talking about virtually nothing, they had spent a total of fifteen minutes talking about their real purpose in on Kamino.

She now held a greater respect for her mother. The politics of the situation were astoundingly boring yet intrinsically important to their cause. She was used to an hour of negotiations and then something disastrous happening that required her great Jedi battle skills.

Worse than the fact that she had been bored was the fact that Obi-Wan knew she had been bored. It was not the best way to impress a man that spent most of his life settling disputes diplomatically. It was most certainly not the way to prove your maturity.

Jaina heard a tentative knock at her door. Confused, she went to open it manually. Obi-Wan stood outside and slipped past her before she could invite him in.

Jaina sent him her best "Mara" like scowl. "Do you have a phobia about doorbells?"

"I do not like to be electronically tracked. If I rang your room, they could have tracked it."

Jaina's eyebrows reached her hairline. "Aren't you a bit… paranoid?"

Obi-Wan looked at her. He paled. He had been on an emotional rollercoaster all day long. He had not even realized that his brain had quit all logical reasoning.

"I..I, umm, that is to say that. Can I start this whole discussion over again?"

"You mean I just snapped you back to reality from whatever lala land you were just in?"

"Truthfully? Yes. It is just that I think the last few years suddenly caught up with me. The last time I was on Kamino, lets just say things did not end well."

Jaina glanced at him as he sat down in one of the provided chairs. "I thought that you were fine with it. You did not seem to have any problems on the trip here or at the meeting today."

Obi-Wan sighed. "I was dealing with it. There was just a proverbial straw."

"What?"

"You know 'The straw that broke the Bantha's back'?"

"Oh. What was the straw?"

Obi-Wan blushed. He stared at the wall. His complexion started to grow redder. Then he started to make funny noises. Jaina cast out her sense to see what was wrong, but she could not find anything amiss, so she slapped him on the back.

"Obi-Wan, Breathe!"

Obi-Wan coughed then looked at her embarrassed.

"You want to tell me what that was all about? Somehow I don't think the headline "Jedi Master dies because he forgot to inhale" would be a fitting epitaph to you life."

"Our guide came to see me in my room. He brought some gifts and apologized profusely for giving my lady friend and I separate rooms."

Jaina looked at his miserable face and did the only thing she could. She started laughing.

"It isn't funny."

"Yes it is. Obi-Wan you are possibly the only heterosexual, non-relative, human, male that would be upset because someone thought you were my boyfriend."

"They aren't supposed to think that I'm with anyone. This is almost as bad as the time they thought I was Yoda's love slave."

"Hey! I find that remark highly insulting. I am NOT like Yoda!"

Obi-Wan smirked. "How would you know? You've never seen him."

"Well I guess it is just too bad that being a Jedi doesn't mean the same thing it used to. Maybe you need to be re-oriented."

Obi-Wan eyed Jaina as she approached. "Have you been talking to Qui-Gon?" He inwardly winced at the crack in his voice.

"Nope. It is worse than that. I talked to Ani."

"Oh, Sith. Jaina, I'm not that kind of guy."

"So? I'm not that kind of girl. At least, not on the first date."

"Jaina, I am old enough to be your father."

"You are almost old enough to be my great-grandfather. Unfortunately, you are also cute, and infuriate me. That is the exact combination that drive people in my family nuts."

"Yes, it comes from your grandmother's side. Your family has the strangest love lives."

"Then why don't we make it stranger?"

"Because I am a Jedi Master." Obi-Wan said as he lunged out of his chair and backed up against her wall.

"I am a Jedi Knight. Obi-Wan, you belong in the New Order now. It is time to take that final step. You have things to teach us, we have things we can teach you. Like this for instance."

Jaina leaned up quickly and placed a kiss on his lips. She was surprised when he grabbed her back and returned the favor more soundly.

Her shock showed when he released her.

 "Do or do not, there is no try." He said.

"Isn't that a misapplication of Jedi knowledge?"

"So is using the Force to win a dice game. What can I say? I had a bad example growing up." His cocky grin started spreading across his face.

"Are you sure that you're the same man that was in here ten minutes ago?"

"You made me make the decision; you have to live with the consequences."

Jaina rolled her eyes. "Jinn warned me about your hidden ego."

"You should have listened to him."

"Goodnight Master Kenobi."

"Oh, is that what you have to say to me after all of this?" He smirked as he jaunted out of her room.

She followed him to her door. He turned around and looked at her.

"What?"

"You didn't say goodnight."

"Goodnight, Knight Solo."

"Much better."

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Ani looked evenly at the small gathering of select news people there to catch the judge's ruling. Among them were his two children there to show support to the father they had not known. Anakin and Qui-Gon stood next to them. It was amusing to see how calm both Anakin and Qui-Gon were compared to Luke and his sister.

  While all four were Ani's family in one way or another, the twins demonstrated more nervous energy than the two who had spent more time around him. Ani spared a smile for his namesake. The boy looked as serene as his Master, but Ani knew he had his grandfather's temperament stashed in there somewhere. He wouldn't have made a good pilot if he didn't.

Before Ani could contemplate any further, the judge appeared. A flood of emotion rushed over him as the ruling was read. He would be tried as a citizen of the Empire.

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Jaina growled as she flung her cloak across her small room. Three days of negotiations had gone by, and she swore the only thing they had accomplished was that they all agreed it rained on Kamino.

The representatives were not being exactly helpful. What was worse was that she was having enormous guilt pains whenever she thought about her mother.  Jaina had sneered at the diplomacy and politics her mother was so proficient at. Now, she had to admit she had been far too harsh. In some ways fighting to the death was easier than double talk in meetings.

The only thing that made them bearable was the fact that Obi-Wan had confided in her that he actually detested politics. If he hated politics and could live with negotiations, then so could she. Admittedly, her motives were not that pure. Half of her wanted to impress Kenobi while the other part was busy mollifying her ego.

A hesitant tap at the door forced her to compose herself. She had not spoken with Obi-Wan privately since the first time she kissed him. It would do her no good to come to the door flustered.

Her disappointment showed for a mere second when she opened the door and saw one of the representatives.

Large eyes blinked at her. "Jedi Solo, would you please come with me?" Before Jaina could question the tall being it began to stride quickly away.

Jaina sensed no ill will and followed her escort. "May I ask what this is about?"

Its eyes refocused on Jaina as they continued to walk down another blank hallway. "We did not know if we could trust you when you came. The man you are with. He has lived before."

Jaina nodded. "That is true, but how did you know this? We did not mention it."

"Long ago, my Grandmother escorted him through these halls. We have records of it."

"But why would you trust me?"

"You are who you are. You have not been brought back. Your payment is not suspicious."

Jaina sighed. Their particular brand of logic failed her as did their simple motivations. They wanted to be left in peace and paid well. Most of the negotiations centered more around achieving the 'peace and quiet' requests than the financial side.

"Why does it make me unsuspicious?"

"Because you have not been contaminated."

A door swished open and Jaina could see four figures inside a small room.

"These have come from the system you wish to enter. They asked for asylum. Others came to take them claiming that they were fugitives. We kept them, and then you came. We did not know whether they were brainwashed or their pursuants were. The story you tell matches their story. You are the only one who was not reborn."

Jaina frowned. The Kaminoan's logic was severely flawed, but she was not about to debate on something in her favor.

"Does this mean you will grant us access?"

"We will grant you access."

Jaina nodded and looked back at the cell. It looked like it was going to be a cramped trip back to Coruscant.