Author's note: And here's the second of two! Hopefully, I'll be able to get the next chapter out quickly, since I'm no longer fighting with the characters and can focus on getting the team into the past. I hope.

Chapter Five

Firing A Shot Across the Bow

All in all, she was pleased with the way things were going. Her son was hard at work on a new project while discussing the Force-ghost visitation with Aidan Kenobi, and her daughter was getting a peaceful night's sleep, aided by her great-grandfather and older sister. Within the Force. . .well, there was some fall-out from the vote to assist their Jedi descendents. And more than a few people understood why Obi-Wan Kenobi stayed out of the vote. His 'neutrality' allowed people from both sides to talk to him. Others, however, weren't happy with him for staying out of the debate. She was trying to avoid those individuals. . .if they were unhappy with him for staying out of the debate, they would be even less happy with her part in it. And speaking of one such individual. . .

I'm quite sure you're extremely proud of yourself. But what do you think you've won? the newcomer demanded. It was her intent to ignore the man who was glaring at her with such heat. There was too much to do. . .like watching her daughter's reunion with her older sister. She inhaled sharply. When Anakin finished with his meetings, she would thank him for giving her little girl some semblance of peace. However, she was distracted as the Jedi Master continued, You've achieved nothing, Lisseth Warda Solo. You've signed your daughter's death warrant, just as you've signed your son's. What kind of a mother are you?

Now he was seriously annoying her, and Lisseth turned to face the man, stating blandly, One who died fighting to protect her children. Now be a good little Jedi Master, run along, and let me worry over my children in peace. Qui-Gon Jinn glared at the woman, not at all pleased with her response or her condescending tone, but Lisseth lived with the entire Solo family entirely too long to be affected. He was nothing compared to her father-in-law, especially. Han constantly bested him in glares and debates. He had a lifetime of experience with it, after all. He began his career as a smuggler, and never really lost his taste for the seedier side of the universe. It came in handy.

Besides, after all the times he patronized her since her arrival twenty mortal years earlier, he had it coming. She continued, I've given my children a choice at a better life, Master Jinn. My daughter is twenty-five standard years old, but she behaves like a woman twice her years. By going into the past, she has a chance to be the woman she was always meant to be. He started to speak, but she raised her hand, silencing him (which somewhat surprised her. . .she hadn't expected him to pay attention to her gesture for silence), and went on, You say one moment that I'm a bad mother by choosing to support the time travel into the past. Next you will tell me that the Force is not to be used so lightly by a mother seeking to protect her children. Or something along those lines. His expression proved her correct, and Lisseth nodded, murmuring, I do not expect you to understand. You are not a parent. He opened his mouth yet again, but Lisseth wasn't yet prepared to let him have his say. She stated, Having a padawan is not the same thing as having a child. As I said. . .I died protecting my children. You abandoned your padawans. And you can decide for yourself if I mean Xanatos and Obi-Wan. . .or Obi-Wan and Anakin. Either way, your opinion is worthless to me.

If she was interested in such things, she would have been pleased by the anger she saw in his eyes. . .if she was interested. However, she wasn't interested and quite frankly didn't care if she angered him or not. When she first arrived here, he tried to turn her against Xanatos, who showed her nothing but kindness. She could have forgiven that. She knew her friend hurt him deeply when he turned against Master Jinn and against the Jedi. . .she, of all people, understood. But what she couldn't forgive was his attempt to use her. If his intention was a misguided desire to protect her, there would have been nothing to forgive. But he tried to use her to hurt Xan, and for that, she would never forgive him.

I would quit while I'm ahead, Master Jinn, even though you aren't. . .it doesn't matter what you say, Mistress Solo will outflank you and outmaneuver you. . .to say nothing of outgunning, a quiet voice stated. Lisseth looked toward the owner of the voice. . .namely Asajj Ventress, the strange woman who spoke up so fiercely for Lisseth's children. She was flanked by Rilla Kenobi and her daughter-in-law Erszebet, as well as a third, surprising woman: Sharanya Labun. Curious. However, Lisseth wasn't given much time to wonder about the significance of her presence, or the lack of her customary smirk.

Not that this takes much effort. Will this vendetta of yours never end, Master Jinn? It's been what, close to seventy years since Anakin Skywalker became one with the Force and you still hold your grudge against him? Rilla Kenobi questioned. Lisseth wanted to thank the woman for stating what she thought so many times, but didn't want to interrupt. Rilla shook her head in disgust, adding, At times such as these, I cannot understand why Father revered you. Was it because you died in a supposedly heroic fashion? Or was it simply that he was too young to realize what a selfish bastard you really are? Ouch. As Thane would have said when he was a young teenager, that would leave a mark. And Master Jinn, right now, was reminding her unnervingly of her husband.

You dare? Jinn growled, his hand clenching and unclenching. Without a word, the other women stepped closer to Rilla. It probably wasn't necessary. . .Jinn knew what would happen if he even attempted to harm Rilla. Her father, because he never knew of her existence during his life, was venomously protective of her now. Lisseth could remember two occasions when Obi-Wan Kenobi put himself between his daughter and former Master, and there may have been others. Rilla, however, did not need her father's protection this time. . .and she did not back down. Her eyes never left his, her face as set and as determined as her father's when necessary.

I have a child among the mortal Jedi, Master Jinn, therefore, you would be surprised at what I dare. However, what surprises me is what you dare. You dare to judge Lisseth for doing whatever she may to protect her son and her daughter? You dare to judge us for trying to protect those we love most, you who have done nothing except advance your grudge against my uncle! Rilla spat.

I am fulfilling the will of the Force, something your father once believed in doing! Jinn fired back. Lisseth winced, hearing Rilla growl. Oh yes. She had forgotten that Rilla was quite protective of her father. Fancy forgetting that. On the other hand, there was Rilla's current adversary. . .who evidently had forgotten. Assuming he ever knew. Jinn continued, making a concerted effort to calm down, You aren't a Jedi, I can't expect you to understand, but your father has an obligation to follow the will of the Force. . .not his former padawan and not his daughter.

My father has spent his life, serving the Force and others! Just as he's doing now! The difference is, he has grown and changed, and you don't like that! You want him to go back to being your . .but that's it, isn't it? Rilla said, stopping in mid-sentence. Wh. . .? The auburn-haired woman nodded, a faint smile appearing as she continued, It isn't just Father who has changed. . .it's everyone! Everyone here in the great blue glowy-beyond, as General Solo calls it, they've changed. . .relaxed. They're free to be themselves. . .but you? You've become stagnant. You became complacent, and because of that, you stagnated. That's why Yoda shakes his head, wondering what happened to you. You became stagnant. The maverick Jedi Master no longer exists. . .if, indeed, he ever did.

She would have said more, but it was then that Merit and Allana. . .along with everyone within the Force. . .felt a flood of dark triumph that wasn't their own. Lisseth wasn't a Jedi. . .she wasn't even a Force-sensitive. But she recognized it for what it was, and whispered, Oh no. Rilla looked over at her, looking confused and just a bit ill, and Lisseth said a bit weakly, Asajj, you have to find Anakin and Master Kenobi. Tell them that we have to move up our timetable for the children if we want any of them to survive.

Asajj didn't even ask why. . .she nodded once, then simply vanished. Lisseth shook her head. She would never get used to seeing that. Rilla asked quietly, Mistress Solo, I sensed what you did. . .but what does it mean? What has happened? Lisseth wasn't sure why the other woman didn't recognize what she did, but she wasn't about to question her companion. Besides, it wasn't necessary.

What has happened is what's needed to happen, Qui-Gon Jinn said flatly. The very flatness of his voice made his words all the more horrifying. Lisseth's mouth went dry as the implications struck her, even as her daughter's scream turned the Force cold. The Jedi Master continued, I told you. I serve the Force. No matter what it demands.

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This was her favorite place to think. While nearly everyone was pleased with the plans to assist the younger Jedi go into the past, discussions of that past ripped open many wounds. During the debate that decided the fate of her grandchildren, Leia Organa Skywalker Solo had yet another argument with her birth mother. Almost all of their arguments centered around Padme Amidala Naberrie Skywalker's death. . .more to the point, the fact that she simply lost the will to live. How was that possible? The woman who once led her planet's fight for freedom, married a Jedi Knight in secret, and would have led the fight against Palpatine after he became Emperor, gave birth to twins, helpless babies, and she simply. . .gave up. She heard so many explanations (so many excuses) for her mother's death, but in the end, it all came back to one thing. She gave up. In truth, Leia wasn't sure how much of her outrage with Padme was genuine anger and how much of it was a hurt little girl who was angry because her mother didn't think she and Luke were reason enough to live. There was a part of her which feared finding out the answer to that question.

When Luke told her about their shared parentage, she never would have imagined that once she was reunited with both birth parents, she would argue with her birth mother constantly, and find peace with her birth father. Their most recent argument began after Padme made yet another cutting remark about Sharanya Labun and her daughter Rilla. Leia's uncle quietly remonstrated with her and Leia intervened quickly, warning her mother that sometimes, discretion was the better part of valor. Privately, she wondered what it was about Ranya and Rilla that brought out the absolute worst in her mother.

Padme quickly apologized, but Leia was in no mood to accept it. She really didn't like Ranya. However, regardless of what she felt about Ranya, Padme's attitude toward Rilla was beyond the pale. Leia wouldn't let anyone denigrate an innocent woman whose only 'crime' was an accident of birth. . .much less a woman who didn't think her two infants were worth living for. Her grandmother often counseled her to forgive her birth mother, and Leia was trying. In a way, though, it was harder than forgiving Anakin. . .because while Anakin was honest about what he had done, Leia spent much of her life believing that her mother was a wonderful person who nobly sacrificed her life.

What are we watching, Leia?

Leia glanced at her sister Winter, the owner of the voice. Winter was retrieved at the same time as their adoptive parents. Yet another gift from the man who sired her and her twin brother, with some assistance from her friend Asajj and his friend Obi-Wan. Then again, she noticed since becoming one with the Force, Anakin Skywalker had done just about everything in his power to make sure she was comfortable and happy. . .willing to give her space if that was what she wanted, willing to give her all the time she needed. And she couldn't bring herself to tell him 'no' when he wanted to do things for her. It was, she confided in Luke, like kicking a Gungan youngling.

She knew it was his way of making amends to her, but she came to realize that she appreciated both the subtle gestures (staying out of her arguments with her birth mother, when she knew he was aching to defend his former wife) and the more obvious gestures, like the impulsive hugs he gave her when she was worrying over her grandchildren. Something she did often, especially recently. Worry for her grandchildren and wonder what else she could have done to keep her son from following her birth father down the same road. Anakin swore up and down that it wasn't her fault, that her son had made his own choices, but. . .she couldn't help but wonder.

And she hadn't answered her sister's question yet. She observed softly, Despite his masterly words, Thane is no better at resting than his sister. After he and Aidan finished with the simulator, he started doing research on the years before the fall of the Old Republic. He's been at it since he woke up this morning. Winter allowed herself a low whistle and Leia smiled at her sister affectionately, before continuing, Thane believes that if he knows some basic information before they go back, he'll have a better idea what he should be doing. You know Thane. He's never been one to rely solely on the Force. And Merit is actually still asleep. For now, at least. Ami may not let her stay asleep.

Sounds like a typical younger sibling to me, Winter observed dryly, and what is young Amidala doing? I know Asajj feels a connection to her, but I don't think they're communicating. Leia never answered. . .she had frozen as a now-too-familiar feeling of gloating filled the Force. She knew that Force signature. A second wave washed over her, this time an equally familiar cry. She had heard that too many times in the months before her death. Winter, who evidently didn't sense anything odd, murmured, She's having a nightmare. I had hoped she would finally make it through one sleep cycle. . .Leia, why are you shaking your head?

There was no time to answer. . .and no need. Seconds after Merit's scream echoed through the compound and the Force, Leia could hear her husband bellowing. Most likely, so could everyone within the Force and most likely part of the mortal world as well. This didn't bode well. She and Winter exchanged a look, then, as one, the pair joined the confrontation currently in progress.

This. . .doesn't look promising, Winter observed in an undertone. Leia could only nod. That was something of an understatement, really. Her husband and Qui-Gon Jinn were engaged in a shouting match (at least, Han was shouting), with a tense-looking Ranya Labun, a furious Asajj, and the very anxious Rilla Kenobi and Lisseth looking on. And Han. . .Han was beyond furious. Furious, terrified and desperate. Leia looked from her husband to her granddaughter, whose screams of terror brought everyone in that part of the base racing to her quarters. With an effort, she returned her attention to her husband. Thane would take care of Merit. Right now, Han needed her. Obi-Wan, Anakin, and Kit Fisto were trying to separate Obi-Wan's former Master and her husband. They couldn't kill each other (she hoped), but given the way her father's eyes were blazing, Leia thought it likely that the Jedi in the mortal world would pay the price for this particular confrontation, in one form or another. And that was something none of them wanted.

Leggo, dammit! Chewie! Han growled as the Wookie grabbed him by the waist. Chewie didn't look especially happy, either. Definitely not a good thing. Obi-Wan had a hold of Anakin's arm. . .as if he was restraining him. And Anakin was quiet. This was very bad. Obi-Wan looked up as Leia, Winter, and Asajj approached and inclined his head. Han hadn't yet noticed them, repeating, Leggo, Chewie! I wanna teach this Old Republic relic what happens when you mess with my family!

Old Republic relic? Winter questioned, blinking in astonishment.

Messing with my family? Leia asked, looking from her husband to her birth father to her uncle, and then finally at Chewie. A horrible possibility occurred to her and she returned her attention to Han, asking, Did Master Jinn do something to cause Merit's nightmare? Oh, please no. . .not after all the work Anakin and Allana did to make sure she could sleep through the night! Leia was ashamed of herself for even thinking such a thing, but why did it have to be Merit or Thane? Why couldn't it have been Aidan or Ami? She didn't wish anything bad to happen to either of them, truly she didn't, but why couldn't her family have some peace. . .just for a time?

Oh, you could say that, sweetheart. . .in fact, I think you could safely say he has everything to do with our grandbaby waking up like that, Han retorted, glowering at the obstinate Jedi. Jinn, for his own part was simply staring at Han, head held high in what Winter called his 'I'm a Jedi Master and I don't answer to the likes of you' posture. But before he could continue, and explain what he meant, Jinn decided it was time to educate the rest of them about the reason for the argument.

I have always served the Force. These things that have happened to your family, terrible as they are, are the will of the Force. This galaxy's time is at an end. All things must come to an end, and Jacen Solo is doing the will of the Force in this matter, he said quietly. Well, that was a bit cryptic. And Han looked even angrier, lunging at him with a snarl. Chewie tightened his grip, growling himself. But before Leia had a chance to question what, exactly, he meant by that, reinforcements arrived. She just wasn't sure if that was a good thing or a bad thing.

That is more than enough out of both of you. Qui-Gon, you had your chance to speak at the Council. I'm sorry you don't like the outcome, but you were the one who argued for more Jedi having a say in the decision-making process. General Solo, I appreciate your desire to protect your granddaughter. . .I appreciate that more than you know. But he is deliberately baiting you, and you would serve all of your grandchildren better by not taking that bait, Mace Windu ordered.

This has nothing to do with liking or not liking the outcome of the Council, Mace, but with following the Force. Anakin Skywalker has tricked everyone into thinking that the Force wishes the remaining Jedi go back in time, but that's a lie. That is not the will of the Force, it is the will of Anakin Skywalker! It is the natural order of things, all must pass into the Force. That includes the Jedi, that includes the galaxy. All things must die. To try to subvert the will of the Force is the ultimate selfishness. It. . . He got no further, because Leia slapped him.

How dare you, she hissed icily, how dare you push your vision on the Force? We are in the Force and surrounded by it! We all felt that Vision, and we all know that it was not Anakin Skywalker who sent it to my granddaughter, but the Force itself! This darkness is not the will of the Force, this implosion is not natural! How many planets have been destroyed by that beast wearing my son's face? How many more planets must perish? Where do we draw the line?

Alderaan. Corellia. Tatooine. Naboo. Mon Calamari. Chandrila. Rattarak. The list continues of planets, of entire systems that no longer exist. . .or can no longer support life. Every day, the darkness grows. I don't expect you to care, Master Jinn, but I do. If this venture will prevent Alderaan's destruction, then I will back it completely. Alderaan was a peaceful world. . .but that didn't protect it from the Empire. Indeed, it made it an attractive target. Of a certainty, Alderaan's destruction turned many against the Empire, but that was of little comfort to those who died at the hands of the Death Star, Bail Organa said from Leia's other side.

I. . .I understand your position, Senator. But you must see mine. I have followed the will of the Force, and Jacen Solo is doing its will, Jinn responded. That was the second time he said that. What was he talking about? Leia heard her birth father growl. . .that was abruptly cut off. Worried, the princess turned to face Anakin Skywalker, who was in turn staring at his former mentor with shock and horror. He knew. He figured out what Jinn meant. And one thing she knew. . .he wouldn't keep it to himself.

You. . .do you have any idea what you've done, you heartless bastard? Stars end, do you have any idea what you've done? Anakin choked out. Leia exchanged a look first with Bail, then with Obi-Wan Kenobi. Her adoptive father only shook his head in obvious confusion, while her uncle. . . Obi-Wan knew what was happening, or, at least, he had an idea. He was staring at his former Master with that same combination of shock and horror. Her birth father shook his head and explained, He went to Jacen and told him about the plan to go back in time! Even now, my moron of a grandson. . .I'm sorry, Leia…is finalizing his plans to come down on this place like an entire clan of Hutts! You've killed my great-grandchildren, damn you!

Leia felt sick. Jacen would kill them. . .he blamed Merit for Allana's death, and he would try to kill her. But Thane would stand in his way, and he would die as well. The older Master was a little pale, but lifted his chin defiantly and retorted, He called for aid, he called for guidance! I was the only one who went to him, and I answered his questions! Had the other Jedi behaved as they should have, it would have never been necessary! Too many times, he has called for aid, and no one has ever answered that call!

You are misinformed, Master, Obi-Wan answered quietly, Jaina has answered the call multiple times, but her twin would not hear her words. Anakin Solo, too, has attempted to help his brother, but Jacen had no wish for the kind of help that Anakin could provide. He tricked you, Master, and now my grandson and great-granddaughter will pay the price. None of the portals are ready. . .Anakin, is there a way we can save the children from this? Can we facilitate their escape into the past?

I. . .we'll find a way, Master. Xanatos. . .I know some of your allies conducted experiments that focused on the scientific aspect of the Force. Don't look away, it may help us now. Is there a way the Jedi within the Force can create a portal into the past for the children? Our timetable has been moved up by several weeks, and we need to do this now, Anakin asked Jinn's first padawan. The dark-haired man rubbed his jaw, glancing around the base for inspiration before his eyes settled on the simulator that caused the children such trouble. After a moment, he raised his eyes to meet Anakin's and nodded.

We can. When you suggested using the simulator as a portal, rather than going to Dagobah, it got me to thinking. We'll need as many Jedi as possible acting as a conduit for the Force. In fact, the more Jedi we can get, the better. . .not just to guide the children, but to bring them all into the simulator room. I would suggest that someone here summon the children, while the rest of us focus on turning the simulator into a portal. The Force can work through us, but we have to move quickly, Xan replied.

Do it, Anakin all but ordered. He looked at Leia, asking, Can you get the children? They're all in Merit's room. Leia nodded, hope stirring within her soul. There was still a chance to save the children. Anakin glowered at his grandmaster. To his credit, he looked as ill as Leia felt, obviously realizing he'd been played like a game of sabaac. However, her father wasn't in the mood to cut him slack as he added icily, Someone needs to stay here and make sure that waste of space doesn't cause any more trouble. Everyone else, get ready to complete your mission. It was a measure of what things were like in the Force that there was no argument, everyone simply moved to do what was needed. The formidable Mace Windu was the first to move, squeezing Leia's shoulder in a reassuring manner. The former princess of Alderaan appreciated the gesture, and showed her appreciation with a wan smile for the dark Korun Master. Mace winked at her, nearly surprising a laugh out of her. That man was full of surprises.

We can do that, Ani. You just make sure you get the children out safely. Padme, Breha, Winter, will you assist me? Leia's grandmother requested. When the three women nodded, Shmi Skywalker Lars continued, Very good. Leia, darling, the children will be fine. They are Skywalkers, after all, and Skywalkers are, by their very nature, survivors. Remember that. Leia noticed her uncle look away, his expression filled with guilt, and her grandmother added, sounding both affectionate and exasperated, And I thought we agreed that you were done with the foolish guilt, young man?

Mom, I don't think he knows how to give that up, Anakin sighed, casting an equally exasperated and affectionate look at his former master, but we're still working on it. Leia, Mom's right. We're survivors, every one of us. But right now, we need to make sure that your grandkids have enough Skywalker in them to survive. My bet is, they're both too much like you not to be. That made Leia smile, as it was meant to. Anakin smiled back and said, Now go, angel princess. We have a lot of work to do.

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Master Qui-Gon wasn't lying, Obi-Wan Kenobi told his former padawan as they prepared themselves for their task. Anakin Skywalker didn't answer immediately, though he sensed his friend wasn't simply making excuses for his former Master. Obi-Wan continued, Have you not felt it, the sense that we were moving too slowly? Anakin stopped and stared at the other man. Now that he mentioned it. . .he had the sense of urgency, as if the Force wanted him to move quickly. Obi-Wan nodded and said quietly, I think the Force allowed Master Qui-Gon to think the rest of us were ignoring Jacen. . . in order to push us into acting.

Great. So using me as a tool wasn't enough, now the Force is using my great-grandchildren. Thanks ever so much, Daddy! Anakin growled. Well, that wasn't what his former Master meant, he knew. The Force was using Master Jinn, rather than Thane and Merit, but it was the principle of the thing. Obi-Wan didn't answer, and Anakin continued after a moment, So, the Force wanted to make us move faster. Any idea why it didn't tell us so itself, rather than taking the long way around? Obi-Wan merely smiled and raised his brows questioningly. Anakin rolled his eyes. Yes, he knew he was the Chosen One and could hear the Force more easily, but. . .

I really don't think that matters. Your eldest grandson created the trap, and unbeknownst to him, Master Jinn sprung it, Obi-Wan answered. Anakin smirked, remembering their policy during the Clone Wars. Obi-Wan returned the smile and continued, Jacen will be expecting to catch the children unawares. What concerns me, Anakin, is who exactly allowed your great-granddaughter to sense what her father was doing. Someone channeled Jacen's reaction to Merit. It wasn't Asajj, my daughter, or Ranya. Nor was it Leia. I don't believe it was Shmi or Lisseth, either. So who else would have the power. . . and the desire. . .to do that?

Oh, I think that's fairly obvious, Master. . .it was actually two people. Jaina and Mara, Anakin replied confidently. His best friend arched a brow, and Anakin explained, As Jacen's twin, Jaina would have been watching him closely. . .and by helping Jaina to direct that, Mara got back at Jacen for everything he did to her family. It wasn't just about him killing her. . .he also killed her husband and her little boy. Trust me. That's not something she'll be forgiving any time soon. He didn't like his daughter-in-law very much, even now, but he couldn't deny her fierce devotion to Ben. And she had never held Allana, Thane, or Merit responsible for Jacen's sins.

I'll bow to your greater wisdom of your family, Anakin, Obi-Wan replied. He smiled as his daughter joined him. Rilla and her mother were among the few who hadn't been given a task in the wake of Jinn's announcement. There really wasn't much Ranya could do, but at least she wasn't causing trouble. . .well, more than usual. One of Ranya's favorite games was Padme-baiting. . .and right after that was sowing discord between Padme and Leia. His daughter was already angry enough with his former wife. . .she didn't need further assistance from Sharanya Labun.

Father, I think I know what's happened to Master Jinn. . .why he's become so different than how everyone remembers him, the auburn-haired woman said quietly. Oh? Not that Anakin really cared, one way or the other. Jedi Master Qui-Gon Jinn could fade into oblivion, for all he cared. Even before the old bastard pulled this latest stunt, Anakin had lost all respect for the man who took him off Tatooine. His mother used to caution him against remembering things too fondly, because, as she said, 'time pours honey on the memory.' That wasn't a problem during the twenty-plus years he spent as Darth Vader. . .but it was when he was younger.

Even so, he felt he owed it to the memory of that nine-year-old boy to listen to Rilla Kenobi. . .and he owed it to her as well. The young woman explained, He's stagnated. Everyone else here has grown and changed beyond what they were when we were mortal. You, Uncle Anakin, Master Windu, Leia and Luke, me. . .even Mother. But he hasn't. He still thinks he's the maverick Jedi Master, guiding his padawan. Except he isn't. He's grown complacent, thinking he knows everything about the Force because he was the first Jedi Master in thousands of years to complete the Order of the Whills.

It wouldn't surprise me if you're right, Rilla, Anakin said after thinking about that for a few seconds. And it made sense. However, that really wasn't his concern right now. He had to take care of his family, and if Qui-Gon Jinn got in the way. . . Well. Anakin was known for making the impossible look merely difficult during the Clone Wars. Maybe it was time to find out if the same was true as a Force-spirit. With that in mind, he smirked at his best friend and honorary niece, saying, Here's where the fun begins!

Obi-Wan simply rolled his eyes.