As the four young Jedi hustled off the ship, pushing several hover-crates full of Benezion Lilies, the overwhelming feeling of sickness on Naboo loomed in the Force around them. There was a hangar bay turned medical center within the actual Medical Station on the planet.

Alda kept laser focused as they maneuvered the creates through the bustling area, trying not to look at the ill citizens. Evander was right behind her, following her lead and ignoring the darkness, but not doing a great job. As always, he hid it well. Flint was sending messages over his Comm to the Chief Researcher of the station, thinking methodically and calculating every step and turn the crates took. Jolie had never seen this kind of sickness before. She couldn't believe it, but unlike the others, could feel it down to her core. She could feel a glimpse of the sheer pain each patient was going through and the darkness consuming them. But she kept silent and pushed on.

"No no no, hold the door!" Alda shouted with one hand outstretched as the elevator doors almost closed, a few doctors going up. They both exchanged a funny glance and held the doors open. The four Jedi came screaming in like Pod Racers at a pit stop, breathing heavily and awkwardly smiling.

"Hi there," Evander said with a cheeky smirk. The doctors shrugged and punched in their floor.

After the flowers and all of their data had been handed over to the Medical staff on Naboo, it was time for them to head back to Coruscant so they could give the Jedi Council their copy of the data. As Flint often says,"All data is useful data."

"Next stop; the Temple," Evander said rather casually as he strode to the cockpit and fired up the ship.

Alda poured a few glasses of water and gave them out. She then went to the cockpit to give Evander his glass.

"I'm gonna rest," Jolie said to Flint, almost sounding in pain, as she plodded to her room.

She laid down in bed on her back and closed her eyes, bringing her fingertips to her temples. It was a trick her master had showed her when she felt like the Force was getting too overwhelming. With all the effects of the diseased citizens of Naboo rubbing off on her, she was definitely feeling overwhelmed.

The nagging pains lessened and she could breath easy again. She sat up and turned to the side of her bed, staring out her window of the ship. Evander had jumped to Hyperspace. The blurred lines in brilliant shades of blue always made her feel clarity. She began to dissect the events of the past few days.

She thought about Alda and how welcoming she's been. How trusting.

How intelligent and kind Flint was.

About the mystery that was Evander's past.

But there as one thing she just couldn't shake.
I miss him, she thought to herself. She missed her Master. Heck, he was practically her dad.

She was assigned to him at the age of 10 in an effort to help harness her incredibly advanced Force sensitivity. She couldn't function in a normal youngling class. Depending on who you asked, she was a prodigy, or dangerous.

But nothing could have prepared her for what they'd both seen, and sensed, on Naboo. Regardless of it's good or bad, she actually felt more connected the Galaxy this way. Every gift comes with negatives too.

Jolie ended up falling asleep after a while and slept through the rest of the night on the ship. By the time she woke up, Alda was making the rounds. They had to make sure they had all the data and clerical work ready for the Jedi Council.

"I️ wrote up a quick summary of our planet and the things we saw. I️ made notes of it all, obviously," Flint brought up the report he'd made as they all sat around the holo-table,"Not nearly as boring as the data missions we're used to. Jolie, did you want me to add in the part with the water?" He turned to her, his finger tips ready to type.

Jolie was taken aback a bit and shrugged awkwardly,"Um, if you want."

Flint kept his eyes on the glowing screen and began to type rapidly,"I'll just make a quick note."

Alda sat up straight in her chair. "Evander, do we have an ETA?"

Evander uncrossed his arms,"Yeah, bout an hour before we enter the atmosphere."

"Alright, well that does it guys," she began to stand and push in her chair but then a light bulb went off in her head,"Oh, Jolie?," She walked towards Jolie and quieted her voice,"We might wanna get you some new clothes. You've still got your robes and such."

Jolie glanced at her brown Jedi robe and tan tunic. The same clothes she's worn for years. "Oh, is it not good for survival and all that?" She asked innocently, clearly not seeing what was being implied.

Alda looked to her left and then returned her gaze uncomfortably,"Yeah, yeah, but I mean, we aren't really official Jedi anymore so..." Her voice trailed off.

Jolie shifted her weight from side to side and then ran her hands through a strand of her long, blonde hair,"Sure, sure. I'm uh, gonna head to my room." She turned in her heel and walked off.

Alda sighed and went to the cock pit, glancing at a very focused Flint with amusement on her way.

She sat down beside Evander, who was monitoring the Nava-Computer. She sighed,"How am I️ supposed to tell Jolie we aren't Jedi?"

Evander looked over puzzled,"Uh, you don't," He swiveled his chair towards Alda and crossed his arms,"We are Jedi."

She cocked her head to the side slightly and raised an eyebrow,"Come on Eve, you know we aren't really Jedi," she looked down,"Not the normal kind, at least."

Evander shrugged and looked back to the ship's blinking controls,"That's what you decided. You can't force Jolie to decide that."

Alda leaned back and watched the dark space,"I hate it when you're right."

Evander smirked and laughed,"Doesn't happen very often, eh?"

She chuckled and punched his arm, earning herself a punch right back.

Evander got up and patted her shoulder,"Watch the skies, will yah?"

She rolled her eyes and moved over to his seat and flew the ship for a bit. Why don't I️ feel like a Jedi? She thought to herself. We are a part of the order. So... are we Jedi? Am I️ just wrong?

        Evander strode through the main area to the kitchen to get some food, his frizzy, dark brown hair going everywhere. For once, it wasn't in a low pony tail.

"Havin' fun over there?" He rhetorically asked Flint who was still perfecting the report.

"Yep," he replied, never taking his laser focused gaze off the screen.

"Sure," Evander said blandly as he took his food back with him to the cockpit. He sat down in Alda's seat while she was in his, steering the ship.

"I️ thought we weren't allowed to eat in here?" Alda asked accusingly, a hint of humor in her voice.

"You're not allowed to eat in here. But the pilot is," he crunched down on a handful of cereal, smiling cheekily.

Alda rolled her eyes and kept flying them home.

Everyone except Evander was asleep by the time their ship has exited Hyperspace. They had to make a fuel run before getting back to the Temple. According to Evander, fuel was cheaper off of Coruscant.

Jolie's eyes opened as the ever more familiar sound of Hyperspace travel ended and the ship rattled. It was like white noise.

She got out of bed and walked quietly to the refresher, not wanting to wake anyone else. She used the bathroom, then washed her hands and splashed some water on her face. She took a look in the mirror, and for the first time in a while, she saw bags under eyes. She could now see how tired she knew she felt. How homesick and nervous she felt. Alda's comment earlier had really stuck with her.
"We aren't really Jedi."
Jolie thought to herself, Am I️ going into this wrong? Does nobody actually think we're real Jedi?

        She saw a planet she'd seen before, but never in person. Never in the archives, never taught by her Jedi teachers, never. But still, she saw it.

There was fields for miles on end.
Forests.
Waterfalls.
Snow.

Peace.

But beneath the surface, something else.
Something that called to her.

And it finally felt important.

        This place has crept into her dreams since she was a youngling. It was like a tease. It showed itself to her, but as soon as it felt tangible to her, it left. She wasn't sure what planet it was, or if it was even real. But either way, she had an unjustifiable feeling she'd get to the bottom of this mystery very soon. A mystery she'd been trying to solve as long as she could remember.

        When the crew reached the Temple, they all disembarked and headed to the regal building. It had only been a few days since Jolie had last been here, but it now felt foreign to her. As if she was changed so therefore the space around her had changed too.

"The High Council said they wanted to meet with all of us in person," Alda said as they walked side by side through the halls.

"Is that a bad thing?" Jolie asked.

"Probably not. I'm thinking it means a new, more high stakes mission for us," Flint said with a little skip in his step.

"Maybe," Evander said, his hands in his pockets.

After a few more minutes of small talk, they reached the main elevator and got inside. A feeling of pride was shared among the young Jedi as they punched in the floor for the High Council Chambers.

"So just a random thing I️ meant to ask yesterday," Jolie started, trying to turn on her most convincing face,"Do we have access to HoloCrons?"

Flint looked over,"I️ do, but nobody else is permitted. Why do you ask?" He seemed skeptical.

"No reason."

        "Thank you, traveled a lot recently, you have," Yoda said with a wrinkled smile and bow of his head.

"It's no trouble," Alda said, stepping forward.

"An important mission, we have. Hopeful you can do the job well, we are."

"That's our specialty, Master Yoda," Alda said with a confident smile.

Yoda chuckled a little to himself,"Mhm, confident you are. Sent to an uncharted planet, you will be, to document the nature of this planet. Mainly creatures, ecosystems, and normal statistics," Yoda looked over to Jolie, importance in his eye,"Miss Peregrine, we want you to study the behavior and influence of the Force on this planet, how exactly it resides."

Jolie kept her cool best she could and nodded assertively.

"Good luck, Young Jedi."