Dustil slumped into the co pilot's seat next to Mandalore after he had secured the unconscious prisoners in the cargo hold.

Well, they weren't really prisoners per say, but Dustil had decided that making sure they were all safely incapacitated until they reached Tython would make things alot easier for everyone.

He held up the small bag of lightsabers he had collected from them.

"Did he train everyone on this damn ship but you buir?"

Mandalore snorted a laugh. "Just about. I'm too good with a blaster to be swinging around one of those damn glowsticks anyway."

Dustil smiled, he liked Mandalore alot and really looked up to him. Things with his father could still be a little strained, there were still too many sad memories there. After the remanents of the Jedi fled Coruscant, Dustil and his Master had spent a few months on Dxun with the Mandalorians and Mandalore had taken a shine to the young man.

"I told Master that we're 4 hours out from the Tython system, she and the other Council Members have approved your payment."

He nodded "I still can't believe they put old Cathar on the Council. How is she these days? I almost miss her."

Mandalore had always had always had an interesting relationship with his Master. When they had been together on the Star Forge mission with Revan they butted heads constantly.

It was like raising two infants. he remembered Revan telling him later. One with a blaster that looked more like a turbolaser and another with a burning desire to skewer the other with her lightsaber.

It seemed like they had learned to put aside their differences, after all they were the two who had accompanied Revan as he battled through the Star Forge on his way to defeat Darth Malak.

But on the rare occasions that they got to see each other, they always seemed to have at least one argument for old time's sake.

Some things never change. Master would tell him with that purring laugh after she had used the Force to do something childish to Mandalore.

"Master Juhani is okay, she headed back to Tython with Bastilla after we finished our tour with the fleet at Telos. By the way Buir, that was some fancy explosive work you guys pulled on the Sith flagship there. Dad said he hadn't seen anything like it since the fireworks on Coruscant."

Mandalore grinned under his helmet. "Well you know me son, I do what I can to save everyone's ass and make a statement while doing it. Anyway, it looks like we got some time to kill, how about a good old fashioned duel there kid? Bet I can still put you in your place."

Dustil leapt out of his seat. "You're on old man."

As she has gotten older, Juhani finds that it has become easier to pull off the cryptic "Master knows best" routine that she'd always seen many before her do. Jolee though, was an expert in it.

She opened one eye during her meditation to see the older man yelling her name from across the garden. Many of the Jedi who wandered through the Temple's gardens looked at him warily as he continued to summon her. But since Jolee wore the traditional Jedi Master's robes they left him alone.

After Revan left for the Unknown Regions, things had gotten hard for the Jedi. They all had felt the disturbance in the Force with more Sith rising in the place of the slain Darth Malak. But it had taken a tragedy like the destruction of Katarr for the Jedi to take action. Thirty of the Jedi's most powerful masters and a huge portion of the Miraluka species had been slain, a huge loss for the Order. After this the remaining Jedi had decided to flee to the Order's homeworld of Tython.

So here they remained, a mere 300 Masters, Knights, Padawans and Younglings. Their main objective to recoup the numbers they had lost in the Mandalorian War, Jedi Civil War and subsequent Sith Uprising.

"They'll make anyone a Master these days." Juhani murmured smartly as she met the old man across the garden.

"Listen girl, when you're a big fancy war hero like me and have done the Jedi's bidding for more years than you've been alive you're damn right they're going to make you a Master!"

Juhani smiled, Jolee had always been this way since she Revan and Bastilla had first met him in the Shadowlands of Kashyyyk. Smarmy and generally obnoxious. But he was a kind man and very powerful in the Force.

"Now I only came here to tell you that your Padawan just sent a signal that he's in system."

She raised an eyebrow "You think I didn't know that? I was just heading there."

"Oh! Oh right! The elusive Master Padawan bond! It's like an alarm clock to let you know when the whiny brat is going to come and annoy you."

Juhani rolled her eyes "Something like that. Dustil's going to need my help with something. Feel like making yourself useful?"

"Well I had a very full day planned of sitting around being irrelevant but I supposed I could join you on your little errand."

Juhani grinned at her old friend and purred with laughter. "Well good. I'm glad you could fit me into your schedule."

"The pleasure is mine."

As the pair headed towards the Temple's landing pad, Juhani decides that she'll never get used to the stares, not just because she's one of the youngest Weapon Masters and Jedi Council Members in the Jedi's history, but because she is Juhani, companion to Revan. The Padawans and Younglings looked at her and Jolee with a hushed awe, making sure to bow before they forget. The Knights and other Masters are a bit more critical in their looks. But she was pleasantly surprised to see a friendly face amongst the Jedi who were enjoying the garden.

"Master Juhani, Master Bindo such a pleasure to see you."

"Yuthura, it's very nice to see you as well."

The purple skinned Twi'lek smiled graciously at the two Masters. She and Juhani had practiced this dance well, on the outside they were perfect pictures of serenity with the calm exteriors that come with years of Jedi training. On the inside, there was a whole other dance going on. Hidden desires and coded messages past between the pair.

"Congratulations on becoming a full Knight Yuthura."

Yuthura bowed. "Thank you Master Juhani. I finally feel like I've found what I've been searching for all these years."

The Twi'lek touched her forehead which was decorated in Sith tattoos, a painful reminder of her time as the number two Sith Master on Korriban.

Juhani smiled warmly "Well we have faith in you, I know you'll live up to the title well."

Yuthura bowed again "Thank you Master. Those are kind words coming from you."

Jolee glanced back and forth between the two. He could see what was going on under their polite exteriors. The looks that lasted just a little too long, the smiles that were only a little too friendly.

"Yuthura, Juhani was just off to meet her Padawan and he's going to need some help unloading the ship. Perhaps you could tag along and give her a hand? At my age, it's better to leave the heavy lifting to you young kids."

Yuthura giggled and winked at the old man, silently thanking him. "I would be glad to help."

As the pair turned away from him, Juhani spun around and mouthed a "Thank you" to Jolee which he dismissed with an eye roll and wave of his hand, if the two kids were happy what's the harm right?

Juhani smiled at the turn of events and as she walked next to the beautiful woman beside her she pulled off one of her gloves and brushed her fingers against hers.

Their fingers intertwined, Yuthura couldn't be happier. She beamed both physically and through the Force.

"I missed you" she whispered happily staring at the woman she loved.

Juhani purred and stroked one of the younger woman's lekku eliciting a sigh of pleasure.

"I have missed you very much as well. You know I want nothing more than to catch up with you but we are late and we'll have plenty of time to catch up tonight yes?"

Yuthura nodded as they watched the Ebon Hawk rest itself down on the landing pad and the boarding ramp lower itself down.

"Hi Master!" Dustil said cheerfully as he came down the ramp carrying an unconscious woman in his arms.

"Dustil! Was it really neccesary to knock out everyone?"

"Well Master you see I thought it all over and this was truly the best way to go about it. I was on a planet that exploded for the second time so I didn't really have time for them to ask me a million questions."

Juhani rolled her eyes and waved over a protocol droid "Could you get me six hover-stretchers?"

The droid went off to complete the task and Dustil headed back into the ship to carry out the other crew members. As he headed in a tall figure in silver armor came out and Juhani stared him down.

Yuthura and Dustil could tell what the pair were doing even though Mandalore's face was hidden. Even though Master Juhani and Mandalore have a general distrust of each other, they are both warriors. They analyze people in minute details. It was a lesson Dustil eagerly learned.

Juhani decided to start it when she walked up to the man and stared right into the T-shaped viewfinder of his helmet.

"You have grown fat" she stated calmly.

Mandalore did something very unbecoming of his position right then. He reached up and removed his helmet. He let out a guffaw of a laugh and his silver eyes blazed.

"Juhani! I see that the Jedi have finally tamed you!"

Instead of getting upset Juhani just grinned and hugged the man in front of her. Dustil and Yuthura's eyes both widened. Cathar are not a very affectionate species and they knew how hard it was for Juhani show affection to anyone other than the select few people she was close to.

Mandalore smiled and gripped the woman tight "It's good to see you too old friend."

With Juhani and Yuthura's help, Dustil and Mandalore unloaded the unconscious bodies of the Exile and his apprentices onto the hover stretchers provided by the protocol droid.

"Dustil did you use the usual probe technique on them?"

"Of course Master! All they need is a little bit of adrenal stimulant and they'll be good as new. Well, I don't know about the Exile though. I didn't touch him. But I think it's really just exhaustion that made him pass out. I mean he did just kill three Sith Lords."

"You're probably right." Juhani observed the six sleeping forms. "You've done very well Dustil. I'm impressed."

"You know..." she continued a sly smile appearing on her face as she walked closer to her apprentice "Yuthura, Mandalore and I can handle it from here. Sources tell me there's someone here waiting for you in your room. She just got here on the last transport."

Dustil's eyes grew as big as planets. "Really?! She's here?"

Juhani smiled warmly and laughed "Go see her. But have your comlink on for when the Council will need to speak to us."

"Yes Master! Thank you Master!" Dustil yelled for he was already half way across the grounds.