Author's Note: The next story /should/ be ready by 1/30/2015. Thanks for reading! Leave a review! Also, edited for grammar mistakes.

Bail Organa slowly walks into the conference room, carefully calculating each step, slightly in shock of what has happened previously.

"How could someone so strong, die so weak?" He asks himself, taking a seat along with Obi-Wan, who was striding into the room, his expression filled with sadness, and Yoda, the only one who doesn't seem affected by the death of Padme.

A silence fills the room, then, suddenly, Yoda speaks " Pregnant, she must still appear. Hidden, safe, the children must be kept."

Obi-Wan responds, his hands together, deep in thought. "We must take them somewhere the Sith will not sense their presence,"

Yoda responds, almost instantaneously, in a calm, kind voice, "Split up, they should be. Keep them same, we must."

Bail thinks for a bit, letting the silence set it. He says, after thinking for a instant "My wife and I will take the boy. We've always talked of adopting a baby boy. He will be loved with us." He feels like his face will start to give out tears, these were, after all, his friend's child. He holds them inward, and the rest of the group doesn't seem to notice.

Obi-Wan speaks up, and Bail listens, his posture and attitude turned serious again. "And what of the girl?"

Yoda thinks for a bit, letting ideas form into his mind. "To Tatooine. To her family, send her." He says, letting the Force take over, giving that magnificent answer.

"I will take the child and watch over her." Obi-Wan says, with a small nod. He pauses, then speaks up, in a small, saddened voice. "Master Yoda, do you think Anakin's twins will be able to defeat Darth Sidious?"

Yoda speaks up, deep in thought. "Strong the Force runs, in the Skywalker line. Hope, we can. Done, it is. Until the time is right, disappear we will."

Bail slowly stands up, nods to the group, then strides out of the room. Ideas flowing into his mind, wondering how he will raise his new son, what his life will be like, and what happens if the Empire finds him. He shakes his head, confidant that he can keep the child safe.

Yoda continues talking, not taking notice of Bail's absence. "Master Kenobi, wait a moment. In your solitude on Tatooine, training I have for you."

Obi-Wan, his expression surprised, asks "Training?" He mutters to himself. "I thought I already learned as much as I can."

Yoda, not taking a point at what he said, answers. Slowly, his voice fading in and out. Deep in thought. An old friend has learned the path to immortality."

Obi-Wan, his face full of utter shock. Immortality, he says to himself. "I thought that wasn't possible." "Who?"

He says, responding to Yoda. Yoda responds back, slowly, letting his message sink in. "One who has returned from the netherworld of the Force to train me ...your old Master, Qui-Gon Jinn."

Obi-Wan lets out a sigh, surprised at this. Of all the people, his old master had achieved this great gift. "Qui-Gon? But, how could he accomplish this?"

"The secret of the Ancient Order of the Whills, he studied. How to commune with him. I will teach you." Yoda responds, studying his expression; just as he expected it to be.

"I will be able to talk with him?" Obi-Wan asks, his curiosity taking over.

"How to join the Force, he will train you. Your consciousness you will retain, when one with the Force. Even your physical self, perhaps. "