Disclaimer: Okay I don't own star wars, sadly, and if something in my story contradicts something from Star Wars, oh well it's my story. I did make up the events and characters in this story with the help of the love of my life.

CH2

"Room 324." Car-re said to herself looking unsurely at the note in her hand. She watched the room numbers as she passed them. "326, 325,324. Here it is..." She paused. All she had to do was leave the note there, then she could leave, but she hesitated, not that the adolescent was shy, but her stomach tightened as she looked at the door. Finally, she took a deep breath, left the note on the door and ran from the door as though she had just planted a bomb. When she turned a corner, she stopped to breathe and leaned against the wall. "Glad that's over with." she thought. "I wonder where Sloan is..."

"Completely unacceptable!"

"We're profoundly disappointed."

"Not only did she break into personal records, but her interest in this boy is extremely discomforting."

"How could you let this happen?" The council sat in raised seats, surrounding Sloan. "No doubt you influenced this."

"I had no idea she hacked into the system. How would she have done it?" He tried to defend Car-re and himself, feeling confused.

"I warn you do not underestimate her. You know what she's capable of. I suggest you keep a better eye on her, or you will regret the day you became her master!"

"Yes, master." Sloan grumbled and left for his room.

As he walked down the hallway, he watched the lights on the ceiling pass by as their soft, bluish glow faded back and forth back and forth in his path. The council had always disliked him, ever since he became Car-re's master. He'd watched her since she was a youngling, paying sharp attention to the child. Sloan knew she was special the moment he saw her, but so did every other Jedi. However, nobody was as close to her as he was. In a way, he had immediately assumed the role of her "big brother." She idolized him, something that everyone else resented him for. When she was the appropriate age for apprenticeship, it seemed like just about every Jedi wanted to be her master, and a dispute broke out. The council eventually gave Sloan permission to teach her but only because of her extreme fondness for him. Now some of the Jedi who had competed for Car-re held seats in the council. Car-re was kept unaware of it all.

Sloan opened the door to his room, but he paused the doorway.

"Car-re, I know you're in here."

There was no reply.

"Car-re, come out. You can't surprise me." He cautiously entered his room, first looking to his bed, then his desk on the opposite wall. Sloan moved forward in the direction of his bathroom. He felt her presence shift to his door. He turned abruptly, but failed to find her. "Car-re..." He returned to the direction of his bathroom just seconds before Car-re pounced on his back wrapping her arms around his shoulder and her legs around his waist. He ran around trying to free himself from her hold eventually falling onto his bed where he wrestled her off and threw her to the floor with a thunk. By now they were both laughing.

Car-re crawled to his bed and knelt beside it resting her elbows on his mattress. "Where were you?" She asked in a playful but curious tone.

"It was a, uh, private meeting with the council." He confessed.

"About what?"

"That's the private part."

"So you're keeping secrets from me?"

Sloan smiled. "So who's the master: you or me?" And he began tickling her. She squealed and giggled. Crawling away, she pulled him onto the floor with her. She sat cross-legged and looked at him. They both smiled.

"Sloan, I had a dream. It was strange."

"I know, you never dream." He teased.

She laughed sarcastically. "Seriously. It's kinda been on my mind."

"Well, tell me." He leaned forward resting his chin on his fists.

Car-re planted her hands on the floor behind her and shifted her weight backward into her arms. "You were there. On a planet. I don't know what planet. Master Gerik was there, too. You were with a woman. A humanoid. Black hair, dark skin. Exotic features and bright green eyes. She gave you something - I don't know what. Then you and Master Gerick left, but you, turned around because something was wrong. That's where it ends. I've had this dream more than a few times this month."

Sloan's smiled had faded and he now wore a bothered expression. "I'm sure it's nothing." He stood up, and sat at the end of his bed. "It's getting late, you should go to bed."

Car-re crawled up next to him. "Sloan?"

"Mmhmm."

"Could you tell me about my mom?"

Sloan groaned. "I've told you a thousand times, Car-re."

Car-re pouted. "Please?"

Sloan smiled and put his arm around Car-re. She rested her head on his chest. "She was thirty-seven when you were born. A little taller than you. She had your smile," he said pressing against the dimple on the right side of her smile. She giggled. "And your curly hair? She had that too. She was beautiful, just like you. Everybody loved her. Adored her. She was a strong woman, physical and in spirit, though she never was a Jedi. She loved you. When you were a baby, your mom would never let go of you. She would hold you for hours and hours. And when she looked down at you, she'd start to cry. Then she'd turn to me, saying, "Isn't she beautiful?"

"What happened to her?" Car-re asked, though she knew the answer. She'd heard this story since she was a youngling.

"A little more than a year after you were born, she contracted a terrible virus. She spent the last days of her life taking care of you, and brought you to me. You were one of the youngest in The Academy. Master Gerick and I brought you here after she passed."

Looking up at Sloan, Car-re could see that he was no longer in the present. She had heard the story many times and recognized the sparkle in Sloan's eyes as the love he had for her mother. "What about my dad?"

Sloan awoke from his trance. He stared down at the young girl he loved so much, unsure of what to tell her. "You, uh, you have no father."

Car-re's face became distorted with confusion. "Then how was I made? I have to have a daddy somewhere? Have you ever looked for him?"

"Some questions... are better left unanswered, Car-re. It's getting late, you should get to bed." This was more of a command than a suggestion. He stood up, and she mirrored him. She wrapped her arms around him in a hug, burying her face in his chest.

"G'night, Sloan."

"Night, Car-re." Sloan replied, as he lifted her face and kissed her on the forehead. "Sweet dreams."