Title: To Have And To Hold. Book II in the Days Like These series. Author(s): Layren and Neon Star Summary: Will the Force's actions on bonding three young souls into one bring salvation or condemnation for the Jedi and it's triad? Genre: A little of everything. Characters: Qui-Gon, Kyran Josel, and other OCÃ¢??s. Disclaimer: We don't own the Jedi. We don't own star wars. The only characters that belong to us are the ones we created. Qui-Gon obviously is not ours. Author's Note: This is the second book in an ongoing series. The first book can be found Here Posting schedule will be every Monday and Thursday Days Like These trailer Author's Note: Very special thanks are due to stormqueen874 who made us some beautiful cover art! We both really appreciate it! [image=http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y294/Layren/Triad5.jpg] Prologue If you want to understand today, you have to search yesterday. ~Pearl Buck He looked out over the vast landscape of Coruscant, eyes roving over the slowly building cityscape around the Temple, and the grass lands beyond. This was the sight of the new government, a thousand years in the making, only a short decade old. This was also the sight of their slowly organizing faith. The Jedi had been around for longer then this Republic; far longer, but never had they stepped from the shadows and gathered together, making themselves truly known to the galaxy. The underground religion as it had once been called, was finally centering itself, on this fledgling world, right beside the growing government. "Magnificent, isn't it, brother?" a voice purred in his ear, as a familiar sense flooded around him. Smiling a little, he turned, to meet matching blue/green eyes, set in a face that was a mirror of his own. "Jerric, I didn't know you were back. How did it go?" he grasped his twin's forearms tightly, looking intently into his twin's face. "Well, very well. I managed to find a sect in the Morith system. They're agreeing to send representatives to meet with the others here. Soon, we'll truly be the order we dreamed of, Merrick," Jerric stated. The younger grinned, before pulling his brother into an embrace, "That's wonderful. Have you told Master Sani yet?" The older shook his head, "I wanted to see you first. Being gone for nearly six months is far too long, dearest." Merrick laughed a little, "I'm glad for that," he pulled away finally, letting him go, Ã¢??I did miss you..." Something dark flickering in those orbs alerted the older that something was wrong, "Not just because I was gone, though. What happened, Merrick?" Merrick turned away, one hand toying with his thick, long brown/blond hair, "I had that dream again, often while you were away." There was tension now, between them. Jerric knew what he meant, that dream seemed to come more often this last year. Since they came to Coruscant, and started to help build this Order. "It's always the same, that three-sided triangle of fire, ice, and life, twisting, burning in my mind. Then that light, that bright, all consuming, all seeing light that fills me with as much dread as it does peace... And in the midst of it, I'm starting to be able to see something within that light, a shape, and outline of a person... The dream is getting clearer, Jerric, but I still don't know what it means. Except that it means something to this Order," Merrick said softly, voice barely above a whisper. "Master Sani still can't help you?" his brother asked, placing a comforting hand on his shoulder. Reaching up, he grasped that hand, "No. Even as the head of our Order, he does not know what to make of it, nor why it is I that is having it. And all I can feel, besides that it deals with the Jedi, is that it does not pertain to our time." "How do you know that?"