Gert sat in the meditation garden, her silvery eyes closed, her legs folded into lotus position, her long dark wavy hair a heavy gold flecked curtain blowing gently behind her. A Force vision swirled around her. A pair of golden eyes, one she knows well stare levelly into her own. "I am that which is inside of you? the eyes say. "Yes, and I am that which is inside of you as well" Gert's eyes return.

The eyes widen as Gert raises her chin, exposing her neck. "Kindness is not a sign of being weak. Nor is trust."

Golden eyes continue to stare at her, accessing her. Gert knows she has exposed herself to death and feels no fear. "You trust me that much"

Gert smiles slowly in amusement. "You will just have to trust me to find out I think. Know my scent that we will stand together when the need arises. You are my equal."

The eyes look deeply inside her and say with some surprise "and you are mine. How did you know this"

"Because I am inside of you, just as you are inside of me."

The eyes nod and leap towards her. Gert does not move, not even when long white fangs wrap around her throat. Thick claws dig into her robe, pinning her down. "I can kill you she says."

"Yes, you can. But you will not."

The teeth withdraw. The eyes look at her again, this time in amazement. "You do not fear"

"Should I"

"Yes."

"Death is nothing to fear."

Golden eyes stare at Gert in wonder as if to ask who is this small human who has no fear inside of her when I myself do. "What are you" The golden eyes finally ask her.

"I am a Jedi."

The vision fades and Gert opens her eyes slowly. Well now that was interesting she thinks. Gert gets up, stretches and walks out of the garden.