Padme POV

Poor Obi-Wan. Poor, innocent Obi-Wan. I've known Obi-Wan for a long time and he never deserved all of this. Ever since I knew Obi-Wan, he's been a wonderful man that didn't deserve to have his Master killed. Now, he loses Satine, the closest thing Obi-Wan ever had to love.

Now, don't get me wrong. It's not like Obi-Wan and I are very close friends. Sure, we talk sometimes. Obi-Wan and I sometimes sit down and talk about politics because we both enjoy mocking politicians. When Satine entered the pictured and I started supporting Mandalore, Obi-Wan and I often talked about his time on Mandalore. That's about all we do. I see Obi-Wan maybe once or twice a month.

But this.

Oh force, I can't ignore this and wait for Obi-Wan to come by to refuel his speeder. Someone has to come to him this time.

"Now listen, Ahsoka, I know how Obi-Wan will react to a Welcome Back Party. It wouldn't help at all. In fact, I'll just hurt him."

"Master, you deny everything idea I say. And some of those ideas were good."

Just four hours after we find out of the news of Satine's death, and Anakin and Ahsoka are already trying to come up with a plan to approach Obi-Wan. I have been sitting on the couch for three hours and no progress has been made in Anakin and Ahsoka's plan. If you can call arguing a plan.

"No Master, I don't think driving into his room is a good idea."

"Ahsoka, of course we shouldn't take him on a vacation to Mandalore. He'll just get mad at everyone and get extremely sarcastic."

"Why would we get him a speeder, Master? He would just crash it."

"We should prank him Ahsoka. A prank always gets someone in good spirits. Do you still have the exploding Qui-Gon statue?"

"I have five credits. We should go out to lunch, Master."

Oh yeah, I forgot I've been sitting on this couch since 04:00. Looks like time passed quickly while I was listening to stupid ideas and comments.

"I could go get lunch for the three of us. I'm pretty hungry too," I say in hopes to get out of the horrid place.

"Really, Angel?"

"Sure, I'll go to Dexter's or something and get take out," I say as I walk towards the self proclaimed planning group.

"Thank you, Padme," Anakin says as he kisses me on the forehead.

"You two keep planning. I'll be back with lunch soon.

I didn't go to Dexter's.

I went to the Jedi Temple.

i went to help Obi-Wan.