"What are you doing on here?" Obi Wan said to Siri whose back was pressed tightly against a wall on Senator Padem's ship. The pressure he was applying was even tighter than before in the hall of the communications room in the Temple. She could feel his anger rolling over his body and onto hers through his finger tips. Her heart started to race as his eyes looked into hers with an intensity she couldn't recognize from him. She tried to break away but he just pushed harder. "I should have known you were up to something Siri. What are you doing here?" He asked again shaking her a bit. Her legs went weak beneath her as she tired to get her eyes to keep from fogging over. She gripping her hands into fists at her sides as she let out a slow breath.
"I'm trying to get to Anakin Obi Wan! I'm trying to do you a favor." Siri said hitting Obi Wan's arms off of her.
"You'd be doing me a favor by staying out of this! This isn't your business Siri!" Obi Wan said.
"You are my business." Siri said turning towards him as he stepped back from her response. They looked at each other for a moment before she narrowed her eyes. He dropped his eyes from hers looking past her as she let her gaze soften.
"I…I'm just not myself." Obi Wan said fixing his eyes to look back at her. His eyes going deeply into hers, like he did before in the gardens. She felt a smile slowly glide over her expression as she shook her head at the feeling.
"Listen Kenobi, I was just trying to help you out." Siri said moving closer to him putting her hands over his robe smoothing out the fabric. "What were you doing in there anyways?" Siri said gesturing towards a small space in the wall where she had found him.
"I was hiding out. I couldn't let Padem see me before…" His thought trailed off and he looked down before looking back up at Siri with a glare. "Get out of here. Go back to the front of the ship before she suspects anything." Obi Wan said pushing Siri down the hall.
"Fine, I'll go. But just know that I'll get off the ship first, and I'm not promising anything." Siri turned and went back to the front of the ship and sat next to Padem. She sat there in silence and Siri didn't know how to break it, she could feel the worry and sadness rolling off Padem's body. It made Siri herself feel sick to her stomach. Padem and Siri never really knew each other well but just being so close, physically to someone who was in that much pain made her feel sick.
They reached Mustafar and Siri got a sudden feel of apprehensiveness. She didn't want to get off the ship she just wanted to stop Obi Wan from getting off and doing something she knew he wasn't mentally prepared for. She took a breath and stood from her chair as the ship landed.
Padem sat there holding her head before seeing Anakin on a near by dock across the lava flowing stream. Siri wanted to grab Padem and stop her so she could get off first and slash her light saber through Anakin. Her apprehensive feeling was being faded by anger, and then she felt something trying to sooth her. She could feel his touch but she knew he was just doing it to stop her and this made her even more angered.
Obi Wan was using the force to sooth over her thoughts, filling her body with warmth. She felt a slight shiver crawl up her spin as she pushed it away in her mind and walked towards the front of the ship as Padem rushed past her and ran outside into Anakin's arms. She stood on the opening of the hatch door shaking her head knowing Padme's love was just going to turn into hurt. She just felt bad for the girl, but Siri was never able to show emotion or love for someone, as badly as she wanted to so she let Padme have her moment with the man she loved. She looked over her shoulder back into the ship searching for Obi Wan, then back towards Anakin and Padem putting her head down.
Anakin looked past Padme towards Siri with a glare.
"What is she doing here?" Anakin growled as Siri glared back taking slow steps down the opened hatch.
"We can trust her Ani. She helped me and is on our side. She stayed when Obi Wan wouldn't, but, I think he can still talk to you and help you. Please, leave with me Ani! I love you." Anakin's stare never left Siri as she walked closer to the two of them still caught in a close embrace.
"I don't want to hurt you." Siri said in slow calm words but still moving her hand to her belt. She didn't want to say the wrong thing to give him the wrong impression and since Padem was still close to him she didn't want him to over react and do anything harmful to her. Padme's eyes moved back and forth over the two of them and Siri could sense her getting more and more nervous that something was going to happen to Anakin. Siri knew how much darkness flowed through him now. She could feel it grow stronger the closer she stepped towards him.
"You couldn't, I'm too powerful for you now." Anakin scoffed. Siri glared towards his words keeping her distance. She looked back towards the ship and wondered where Obi Wan could be. She kept her thoughts shielded, in case Anakin found himself within them. She took a side-ways glace towards him as he kept his eyes carefully on her movements. She felt his connection with the Force diminishing with light and being taken over by dark. She took another glance at the ship furrowing her brow as sweat trickled from it.
Padme continued her speech on him leaving with her and have a perfect idea of a perfect family. Siri's feeling sorry for Padme was now turning into thinking she was pathetic. She had to know that Anakin didn't care anymore. He was too focused on his new found power. Siri shook her head once more and stayed out of their conversation. Her focus was on the ground and how hot the air felt as her skin started to get slick. She wanted to wait for the right moment once Anakin let go of Padme. Once Padme started to believe in what Obi Wan was telling her, Siri could easily go in for a strike towards Anakin. She didn't want to hurt Padme or have her get in the middle and get herself hurt.
She then felt Anakin's angry ripple harshly through her body.
"LAIR!" She looked up and saw Obi Wan standing before them on the opened hatch. She was relived to see him, as that slowly turned into a stomach wrenching realism of what was going to happen. Padme wouldn't let her near Anakin in time to take action before Obi Wan could.
She saw Anakin raise his hand towards Padme and she began to choke. Siri's eyes grew wide and grabbed her light saber but wasn't quick enough. She was brought to her knees by Anakin twisting her wrist backwards. She tried to fight him off and wouldn't admit that he was stronger than her, and she dropped her light saber from her grasp. Obi Wan pushed him off her as he let go of Padme. She fell to the ground and Siri got to her feet and rushed over to her side.
Obi Wan and Anakin circled each other as Obi Wan reached down towards Siri and Padme. He placed his hand on Siri's shoulder and his other gentle on Padme's cheek. Siri caught Obi Wan's eyes feeling ashamed that she had failed her friend. She softly whispered "sorry" to him as he leaned down closer to her lips. They then grazed the side of his cheek softly as he said nothing but gave her the reassurance she needed by his touch. He moved his hand from her shoulder to her cheek before rising looking towards Anakin.
Siri picked Padme up and brought her into the ship. C3PO helped her put her down on a cot and Siri sat down next to her running her hand over her forehead. She then put her hand on her own forehead rubbing it trying to absorb what just happened. She felt her stomach lurch forward, trying to understand what Obi Wan could possible by going through at this very moment. She should have taken action quicker and pushed Padme out of the way.
The thought of the fight between herself and Anakin felt wrong. She had no place, no right to take the boys life. She wasn't his mentor. She wasn't his teacher. Obi Wan was. He was the father the boy never had, he was a brother, a friend. Now, he was the enemy and had to be destroyed for reasons that seemed to pale in comparison of their once beautiful friendship. She felt her eyes start to burn from tears forming behind them. She pressed the heal of her palm into her sockets as she leaned forward trying to push the memories she had shared with Anakin.
He was a young, good spirited boy at heart. Always laughing with her and had the same spark that she possessed. He had a fire that only someone as pure as Anakin was… She clenched her eyes tightly to the word. He was all these things and now, now she didn't know him at all. Obi Wan didn't know him. The boy they both knew and helped grow was lost.