Master Yoda sat in the meditation chambers at the Jedi Temple.

Mace Windu came in and sat across from him.

"Come home Tyln has," the tiny Master said without opening his eyes.

Once strong enough to speak, Dooku had agreed to rejoin the Jedi. He would soon be back at the temple and turned over into the care of the Healers.

"Yes. It'll be good to have him back home," Mace agreed.

Master Yoda opened his eyes and looked at Mace.

"Troubled by his past with the Darkside he still is. Let go of and overcome this help him we must. Do it alone he cannot. His friend you are. Seek your help, like mine, he will."

The younger Master nodded.

"I will help him in anyway I can."

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Once Dooku was healed, he began meditating with Master Yoda and Mace, trying to overcome and let go of his shame of his past with the Sith.

Most days of the past month, he had meditated with Master Yoda, Mace, or sometimes both in the meditation chambers, but not today. Today he sat alone in Master Yoda's quarters, which he shared with his old Mentor as he had when a Padawan, sleeping in his old room. He knelt in the main room, his eyes closed, sinking into a meditative trance.

As flashbacks of his past with the Sith battered his mind like they always did, something happened instead of him jerking out of meditation.

Remember the good times. Give your negative feelings and memories to the Force. Reach for the Light.

Dooku obeyed the ghostly voice, remembering all his good memories, giving his negative memories and feelings to the Force, and lunging greedily for the Light.

The Darkside left him completely, and he snapped out of his trance with a gasp.

Then he realized he knew the voice that had spoken in his head. One name, a name he held dear and treasured, escaped his lips.

"Qui-Gon."