A cloaked figure ran through the darkness, through the winding streets and markets, until stopping in front of a small house. With a quick look around, the figure knocked on the door. Light shone out of the open door and two more people suddenly appeared.

"Thank you for coming, Master Windu." the first person in the door said. The cloaked figure, or Master
Windu, nodded.

"It's nice to see you and your husband again, Marina."
Marina smiled weakly. "It's good to see you again too, Master."
She suddenly looked up at her husband, eyes searching his.

"Does she have to go, Nick?" She whispered with a small tone of protest.
"You know it's for her own safety," replied Master Windu, "the Jedi Order will take great care of her, I promise."

Nickolas nodded in agreement, and Marina turned around, slowly walking back into the house.
"She really doesn't want to do this, you know. She thinks that she can train our daughter herself." Nickolas said suddenly. Master Windu looked up sadly.

"I know," he said. "But I think she will do much better in the Jedi Order than being trained by Marina."
Nickolas was silent.

* * *

Minutes later, Marina came out with a small gray bundle of blankets. She looked up hopelessly at Master Windu, her eyes filled with an empty plead. Master Windu held out his hands. Marina let out a choked cry as she handed the bundle to Master Windu.

"Thank you, both of you. She will be in great hands." whispered Master Windu. With a final nod, he turned around and ran into the blackness.

"Goodbye, Nicole, we love you." sobbed Marina as she watched the Jedi speeder disappear into space...