"It's hard to describe but I know what it was," she insisted. "I wouldn't tell you to come if I didn't think it was something. If you look there's a chance they're still here. Handed over some credits though so maybe they don't have a room. I don't know."

"You've been very helpful," the man in the cloak simpered to her and slicked her hand with credits. Imagining what to do with the newly acquired fortune she backed away behind the counter once more. It was dark now. Every patron having moved on to other places or lay asleep.

Stepping gracefully forward, the hooded figure pressed a fingertip to the empty dish that remained on the counter.

'My word. What creature could leave such an impression?' It wouldn't take much to track down one who was practically brimming over with the Force. No knowledge of how to contain it, nor the sense to hide it. He felt a more bitter register as he followed the residue. It was faintly there but present none the less.

'Highly controlled and capable. Able to create Force shields, travelling with an inexperienced companion.'

"Jedi," he hissed. It couldn't be! No, no no. This was all wrong, terribly wrong. He would have known if it had been Jedi.

"What did they wear," he asked the woman abruptly. Her lack of response irritated him. One slight twist, her eyes vacant and dreamy and she was his.

"Grey robes, belt and boots."

He let the control slip through his grasp and he himself left her there to follow what he could of the trail.

"Anakin!"

My gasp had startled him from a deep slumber, the kind that usually had him twitching and kicking me. Eyes heavy, I threw the covering off of me and stood. A chill set into the outer layer of my skin as I felt the floorboards creak.

"Anakin, wake up," I roused him gently, though for all purposes he remained dead to the world even as he stood.

"Listen to me. I need you to promise me that you will obey everything I tell you, do you understand? This is not a game and it is very important that you follow my instructions."

Force help the little creature in front of me. It made my heart ache to see him stand himself a little taller, trying to show his maturity.

"I understand, Master," he replied without a hint of sarcasm. I was grateful.

I nodded and told him to pull the sheets from the bed. Together we wrestled with the linens and he followed my lead as I threw them into the shower in the fresher. Closing the door to mask the sound of the water I bid him wipe down every surface of our small room. In only a few minutes we have removed every force trace of our presence, any chance at finding DNA.

"We need to leave but we cannot take our own ship. Find another, override the systems and be ready to leave. Can you do that?"

"Where are you going?"

"Can you do that, Anakin?"

"Yes, Master."

I watched him go with absolute fear and then I headed in the opposite direction.