Chapter 2: My White Knight

Obi-Wan's personal flyer landed in the field near a large crater were Satine's transportation craft had crashed, it was a terrible sight with pieces of crushed metal styrene across the muddy terrain. He jumped out of his ship and started to run towards the only source of light he could see behind the backdrop of darkness. As he got closer he could see a ghost like figure lying down by a near distinguished open fire. His muscles were sore from the previous day's activities, but that didn't stop him as he ran faster. Who ever had done this to the Duchess as gong to pay, where ever they were, he was going to personally hunt them down and make then beg on their knees for forgiveness. As Obi-Wan drew closer to the fire, Satine stood up and ran towards him. His arms wrapped around her as they embraced each other. She buried her muddy face in his chest and cried, her wails muffled by his robes. Her thin hands trembled as they rested against his chest in an effort to press her self as close to him as possible. He closed his eyes and lowered his face to her head and kissed her hair ever so gently. He wanted this moment to last a life time, him holding her close, frozen forever in time. But he knew it had to come to an end, he slowly let her go, but she wasn't ready to be out of his warm embrace. As a result she began to weep harder, her skinny hands wrapped around his chest as she clung to his body, tears streaming down her pail features. He placed a gloved hand affectionately on her trembling back and another one tenderly caressed the back of her neck, in an attempt bring her closer to hopefully calm her down.

"Shhhhhhh…" he whispered lovingly in her ear, curling her hair around his fingers. "I'm here now nothing else is going to hurt you." Then he tried again to release her, slowly letting go until he held her at an arms length away, this time she obediently followed his lead, they looked into each other's eyes for the first time since he had arrived. Obi-Wan fought back tears, he couldn't think of one reason why anyone would even think of killing Satine. She was so innocent, with her big misty blue eyes and her beautiful dusty blonde locks; he was at a loss for words when ever he was near her. He couldn't breath when she was around, it was if she drained all the air out of the room and a lump caught in his throat. What was wrong with him? He didn't want to feel love, but with her it was next to impossible. Attachment and love was against the Jedi code, but he felt something when he was with her, something unavoidable, a feeling that he couldn't escape. It was so overpowering, so intense, that he could barely walk in her direction. His knee's knocked uncontrollably and his heart went a mile a minute, his head spun whenever she was close. Was this love? Was this what it felt like to love somebody, to want an intimate relationship? It felt like an overdose, intoxication, it was overbearing temptation. His heart burned with the intensity of a thousand Naboo suns for her, and he was sure she felt the same way about him. But he knew their love could never be, for was forbidden for a Jedi to love, he was sure she was aware of that fact as well. He ran his fingers through her hair and gave her a weak smile, she whimpered silently as he reluctantly released her and attentively wiped her eyes with his sleeve. He striped himself of his heavy brown over robe and draped it around Satine's cold thin frame. She shivered as his warm clothing touched her numbingly frozen skin; he pulled the robe together so she was totally engulfed by the garment. But the warm feeling wasn't just external; she couldn't help but feel a fierce sense of passionate anxiety flicker up in her soul, the intense flames of her longing desire licked at her every thought and lingered in her dreams. She loved him, and she knew he felt the same, for they admitted their love to each other about a month ago; on the Coronet. Obi-Wan smiled again as he leaned in and kissed her in between her big glassy eyes. She inhaled sharply as his warm lips brushed up against her frozen skin; she melted away in his strong arms. Satine clung to his chest again, never wanting to let go, a warm sensation came over her like nothing she had ever felt before. They stayed there together for what seemed like an eternity, she pressed her ear up to his chest and listened for his soft heart beat.