The next day found Cas wandering Coruscant. It was a cloudy day that promised rain later on.
The Force's warning came just a moment too late, and before Cas could react, she was grabbed by a man clad in silver armor with a jet-pack and taken to a ship.
Once in space, the man finally let her go.
Though she only had as much training as a Youngling, Cas was still able to Force Push him into the wall of the cockpit.
"Who are you?! What do you want with me?!" she demanded.
"I don't want anything. I work for you grandfather. I'm taking you with me to my home, and he'll pick you up from there."
Cas quickly released the man.
"You know my grandfather?"
The man nodded as he stood up. He took off his helmet and held out a hand.
"Jango Fett."
She shook his hand.
"Cassim Taylor/Dooku."
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Kamino was a planet of endless rain, but Cas didn't mind.
Jango led her through the building to his quarters and opened the door.
A familiar rich, smooth, baritone voice reached Cas's ears.
"I believe it's my turn."
"Grandpa?"
There was pause.
"Cas?" the voice came again, hesitantly, almost as if talking to a dream.
She walked towards the voice and found a tall elderly man playing chess was a ten year old boy who looked a lot like Jango.
"Grandpa!"
"Cas!"
The two met in the middle of the room and were wrapped in the other's arms within seconds.
"Oh, Grandpa."
"My little star," Count Tyln Dooku murmured softly.