TREASON
As a youth Obiwan Kenobi had done his share of siding against his oath to the Jedi Order. He always returned. As an adult he had been devastatingly loyal, having acquired so much responsibility along with his Knighthood.
He never saw himself as betraying the order again. Yet here he was, choosing to commit treason. Was he beginning to believe the media-generated propaganda spiel about himself? Wasn't treason asking Anakin to spy on Palpatine all those years ago? Back then he betrayed his friend obeying the Council, and betrayed the Council 'forgetting' his suspicions concerning Anakin's relationship with Padme when in their High Chamber. And he would take every one of those decisions if presented with the circumstances again. Truly he had no reason to be surprised at himself now. He hadn't ensured Ventress' death when he had the opportunity. He shuddered to think what could have become of Quinann and thanked the force it guided him to act as he had. He could have confronted Asajj on Firreroa, or sent Guardians to her Industrial Sector hide-outs on Coruscant. He could have shared the truth with Anakin sooner and allowed his friend's natural reaction full sway. He had taken none of these choices. Instead he protected the deviant criminal who had done unspeakable things to him. Why? Now there was something to ponder in meditation.
Anakin never imagined he would live the day when Skywalker was the Team member following the rules and Kenobi the one breaking them. He was so disgusted with Obiwan when they returned to the Temple that he immediately stalked away from the hangar to meditate, but he found no solace with the droid parts in his quarters, and none of his tutorial students were in the training Salles when he got there. Returning to the hangars he considered the two projects he had there, but he couldn't concentrate. Obiwan could opine and forget. He, Anakin, knew what Ventress was capable of. He thought of the Naberries on Naboo, his son and his Padawan on their own in the Outer Rim, Leia on daily display in the Senate rotunda, and Quinann, so vulnerable to her mother's manipulation, and Baby Skye, who resembled his father and grandfather to the point that he'd gleaned little protection by carrying his mother's name… He (Anakin) would not let The Team be manipulated into inaction by Obiwan's love for Quinann thereby allowing the rest of his family be put at risk.
Ventress could not be trusted……
'Going to check on Skye,' was the brusque excuse he gave when Obiwan attempted to join him in the hangar.
The baby would wake soon. His parents were on off-world missions, giving Anakin opportunity to indulge shamelessly in his doting Grandparent routine. True to his heritage Skye was a cheerful, resilient, yet sensitive child. His Grandfather's darker moods disturbed him greatly, which precluded Anakin actually going to the Crèche now. Instead he went to the southern wall as he had so many times in his adolescence and slipped out into the Coruscanti dawn. He kept an old Nubian fighter in a private hangar in the Industrial Sector. It was a tenuous lead but he would trace Ventress path backwards from Firreroa. It was the most likely place for her to have started following the Kenobi/ Avent team.
As his ship tipped upwards through the sky-lanes he commed the Deputy Grand-Master.
'Master Windu, Skywalker here. I've picked up a lead on Ventress. She's left Coruscant, but I have a trail to work with. I'm departing the Industrial Sector in pursuit as we speak, Master.'
Something did not feel right to Mace about the conversation, but he could not place what it was. At least Skywalker had thought to inform the Council instead of just disappearing.
'May the Force be with you,' Mace responded.
The link was cut.