The Jedi Nursery—Part One

Forced Meeting: Part Four

I know it seems a little redundant.

by Autumn P. Torkorgana

"Princess?" Obi-Wan greeted Andriya after they'd put the children to bed that night.

"What happened to 'Hello'?"

"Why didn't you tell us before?"

"It wasn't important when we weren't going to Trigavyk. And it's not that important now."

Obi-Wan almost asked her about the family in the Trigavyk House, but decided against it. Again, he was glad she couldn't sense his thoughts.

"What do you know about Sith?" Andriya said, changing the subject.

He shrugged. "What every other Jedi knows. . . . Once I fought one."

After a long silence, Andriya spoke. "Aren't you going to tell me the story?"

"Do you remember--no, I suppose you're too young."

"Don't worry about it, just tell the story."

"It was a few years ago. I was Qui-Gon Jinn's apprentice at the time. We encountered a Sith Lord who had a double bladed lightsaber. Qui-Gon died during the confrontation, but I was able to defeat the Sith."

"End of story?"

Obi-Wan nodded.

"I know you can do better than that at story telling."

Obi-Wan rolled his eyes. "That's not important. I said he was a Sith Lord. That means that somewhere out there is his apprentice--there are always two."

"Or his master," she muttered, crossing the hallway. "We all have to be on our guard," she said more loudly. She turned on her Force sense for a brief second, checking the area for any threat to the six children in her care. Satisfied that they were safe, she returned to her Force insensitive state.

"That doesn't bother you, does it?" she asked Obi-Wan.

"A little," he admitted. "Does it bother the children?"

"Only Wherkane. She's the only one that's really Force-attuned." Andriya turned away and typed in the access code on a control panel next to a door. The door slid open, revealing sleeping quarters. "Here are your quarters. I'll see you in the morning."

Obi-Wan crossed the hall and entered the room, but turned around on the other side of the doorway.

"Thank you for coming with us," Andriya said from the hall side of the doorway. "You've been a really big help."

Obi-Wan could not recall a single thing he'd done to help, other than keeping the children from jumping over Trigavyk Falls. "You're welcome," he said anyway.

"Bail invited all of us to a state dinner tomorrow night. Would you like to attend?"

Obi-Wan shrugged. "I don't see why not."

"Good. Good night."

"Good night," Obi-Wan said as the door slid shut between them. He realized that she never gave him the access code to his room. She either forgot, he thought, or doesn't want me leaving my room. If she had said she didn't want me leaving my room, I'd stay . . . but she never said that. . . . Besides, I need the access code. With that thought in mind, Obi-Wan left his quarters in search of Andriya.

Andriya didn't seem to be cooperating. Even straining, Obi-Wan couldn't detect her anywhere in her room. He could, however, sense a very strong presence somewhere near the burned-out Trigavyk House next door. Obi-Wan ventured out into the night. The first thing he noticed was the open door of the Trigavyk House.

"Andriya?" he called softly as he could, leaning into the house.

"Here it is!" Obi-Wan heard the echo of Andriya's triumphant whisper and walked further into the house.

"Andriya?" he called again. To his right, Obi-Wan heard the sound of a lightsaber being ignited and tensed.

"Relax, Obi-Wan, it's just me," Andriya told him, using the yellow-bladed lightsaber for light.

"What are you doing?"

"Looking for something. I found my father's lightsaber."

"So, this was your house."

Andriya shook her head. "My parents moved here when I was four, after leaving Myndex and me at the Temple." She lowered the lightsaber so she could look at the floor. Obi-Wan saw it was covered with black ashes.

"They admitted you at four?"

"My father had been my master up until then. He trained me very well. I was apprenticed at six, and reached Knight at nine."

"Nine?! I wasn't even--that has to be some sort of record."

"I think the record was six. Maybe seven."

"How long have you been a Jedi Master?"

"Five years. Almost." Andriya stooped to pick up a holocube and tucked it in her pocket. She headed for the door.


"Let's get out of here before we get caught."

Obi-Wan silently followed Andriya out of the house.

"Why were you there?" Andriya asked.

"I need the access code to my room."

They continued in silence, and it seemed that Andriya wasn't going to give it to him.

"Are you going to tell me the code?"


They reached his door. Using her back as a shield, Andriya entered the access code. "Good night, Obi-Wan."

"Why won't you give me the access code?"

"Because I want you to stay in your room."

Since she'd said it, Obi-Wan decided that he would stay in his room. "Good night, Andriya," he said as he entered the room. The door slid shut behind him.

The following afternoon, the "Jedi Nursery" was walking in Trigavyk Park when Andriya pulled Obi-Wan aside. "Obi-Wan, will you go get the children some cokada?"

"Sure," he said, walking off.

The children and Andriya stayed where they were, waiting for a period of time that was far too long.

"Children, I'm going to find Obi-Wan. Stay here, don't talk to anyone, and whatever you do, do not pick the flowers."

When Andriya returned, without Obi-Wan, she found the children on their hands and knees in the field, picking blue flowers. Obi-Wan returned, without cokada, in time to hear Andriya say, "I told you not to pick the flowers." Contrary to her admonishing, Andriya simply sat on the park bench and supervised the harvesting.

Obi-Wan tapped Andriya on the shoulder and she looked up at him. "Andriya, I don't know what cokada is."

"Oh, sorry. I'll go get some and you watch the kids."

Andriya returned quickly with a bowl of cokada. Obi-Wan presented Andriya with a bunch of the blue flowers and a sheepish smile.

"Thank you, Obi-Wan," she exclaimed, trading him the bowl for the flowers. "But you shouldn't have done that." Andriya cast the flowers into a pile of other picked flowers. "The children should really learn to take their own punishment."


"They picked the flowers, got caught, and now they have to pull the weeds." She raised her voice so it would carry for all the children to hear. "When you're all done, we have some cokada for you."

When the children were done, they ate the cokada on the way back to their hostelry, where they were supposed to relax for a little while before going to dinner.

Yoda spoke to Andriya while she was meditating.

Return to Coruscant, you must, Andriya.

"Why?" she replied.

Missing, Anakin is. Find him, Obi-Wan must.

"Only Obi-Wan can find him?"

Tried, we have. Return now, you both must.

"I'm leaving now," she said just before breaking from her meditation. "Fine, fine, fine." Andriya left a holomessage for Bail with her regrets. Using the Force, she called to Obi-Wan.

What's wrong? he replied.

"Anakin's missing. Yoda's called us back to Coruscant because you need to look for him."

And we're leaving now?

"Yes. I've already told Bail we had to leave on Jedi business. I'll get the children."

Before night fell on Alderaan, the visitors were headed back to Coruscant.

"It was nice meeting you," Andriya said after they'd disembarked. "I suppose you need to go about your business."

"Yes, I'd better start looking. Nice meeting you, too." Obi-Wan shook her offered hand.

"Thank him, children."

"Thank you, Obi-Wan," they chorused.

"You're welcome, children." The last image Obi-Wan had from his first meeting with Andriya Delvee was a picture of her standing with the six children, all waving to him, before he turned away in search of his Padawan. He hoped it wasn't just wishful thinking, but his last impression of Andriya from their first encounter was that she was sorry to see him go.

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