A Mandalorian Rescue – Without those Sith Gits
Chapter 1
"Was this part of your plan?" shouts the Duchess, as the smoking platform transport carrying herself and her rescuer careers down towards a space port tunnel.
"Nothing involving you and I ever goes to plan Satine", lilts Obi Wan Kenobi, as he locks the steering wheel in a forward position.
"Always important to keep trying though", he smiles amidst the storm of blasts flying past, as the Duchess jumps into to his waiting arms and he blasts off from the transport with the aid of a stolen jetpack. They reach the mouth of the tunnel and continue to soar through it.
"Blast!" Obi Wan suddenly grunts, as his jetpack is shot and flashes from his back.
"Hold tight!", Obi Wan quickly shouts as he grips Satine in an encompassing hug and they free-fall to the ground with Obi Wan landing first and rolling with Satine in his arms. Obi wan stays protectively crouched in front of Satine after they roll to a stop.
"Satine?" he questions to the groaning Duchess, "Satine we nee…ARGH!" grunts Obi Wan as he instinctively grabs his upper left arm and falls into the Duchess.
"Obi!" screams the Duchess as she makes to get up.
"It's not deep, just run for that ship and get it started", commands the Jedi.
"Which one?" orders the Duchess, as she hears a lightsaber ignite, scanning the space port platform ships.
"The single winged grey one, with the entrance ramp down!", he yells in between deflecting fire.
"What, that one?!" yelps the Duchess in disbelief.
"Yes that one, GO!". The Duchess sprints for the ship in question, as Obi Wan backs after her, rebounding blasts. He can still manoeuvre fine, through the pain of his left arm, but he cannot hold their pursuers back and they soon burst through the port tunnel, in a group, and settle in converging on Obi Wan. Suddenly, fifty or more, blue and white armoured Mandalorians appear from behind the Jedi and secure the platform, surging forward with jetpacks and tackling the red armoured death watch.
"Ok then?" Obi Wan quips before running up the Twilights entrance ramp.
"Satine I know it must be terribly difficult for you to leave your home, but you can always return when you're not a wanted prisoner", jests Obi Wan, as he hurries to the pilot seat to aid Satine.
"Not helping General!" cries the Duchess as Obi Wan gives the main flight panel a boot with his hand. The ship groans and ascends off the platform, "Fixed it", he smiles over at the Duchess, as he turns the ship for the sky and races for space.
"We had help back there", comments Obi Wan as he manoeuvres through enemy fire.
"Yes", states the Duchess, "I do believe that was my Sister's doing", she quietly adds.
"Sister?!", Obi Wan exclaims turning to Duchess.
"She didn't quite need your protection all those years ago though".
"Yes and she's not getting it today either sorry", winces the Jedi as he rolls the ship again to avoid missiles, absent-mindedly clutching his left arm.
"Bo-Katan can look after herself", grimaces the Duchess as she stares at Obi Wan un-clutching his arm, "Obi I'm sorry".
"Not at all my dear, we are through", he states as he levels the ship and engages the lightspeed.
Obi Wan stretches back, in the pilot seat, and rakes his hand through his hair, "Another happy rescue", he grins over at the smiling Duchess, sending the pit of her stomach into summersaults.
When was the last time they were alone together, wonders the Duchess, when would they be alone together again? They came out of hyperspace then, facing a pleasant looking green planet.
"Not Coruscant?", questions Satine.
"No, I thought you might like some time to yourself before facing the Senate", casually states Obi Wan, "being held prisoner for any amount of time is not to be taken lightly", he continues as he sets the controls for an orbit of the nearest moon.
The Duchess observes that his movements seem calm and controlled, all done with a smile upon his ridiculously handsome face.
"This is the Dagobah system, still in the Outer Rim Territories, we should be quite safe here, largely foliage dominated planets in this system and the odd native colony", "I doubt they even know of the war out here", Obi Wan ends quietly so as to not groan as he stretches to turn the autopilot on.
Satine notices "Here let me take a look at that arm of yours", suggests the Duchess staring at the Jedi's blackened upper sleeve, in between the plates of red armour.
"I am quite capable of dealing with it myself Satine, it is just a flesh wound", Obi Wan answers before looking up into a glare of 'do you seriously think that was a question' from Satine. Obi Wan releases his hands form the controls and turns to Satine with a plastered smile "thank you for your offer Duchess", before getting up and retrieving the medical kit.