Obi-wan POV:

I awoke, to find no sign of Satine. I'd looked in the tent and the nearby stream but she wasn't there. I assumed that she was just taking a little 10 minute walk, just to clear her head. But as the minutes turned into hours, I was overwhelmed with the thought of losing her. I couldn't lose her, not again. Not after she was so close to death from them infernal bugs. I had to fight her. Before it was too late...

Satine POV:

I shivered as I sat up in what appeared to be a cell. What a cell? How did I end up here? I thought I was with Obi-wan. But no it turns out that I am not, not sat in the beautiful summer breeze admiring the sky with my love. Instead, I am stuck in a cell with a thin piece of cushion separating me from the floor and a small bucket in the corner.

Suddenly the lock on the rusty door squeaked as it was opened and three people entered wearing Mandalorian armour. Death watch I thought. So they were my captors.

"What do you want?" I spat.

One of them stepped forward and slapped me hard in the face. I cried out in pain and he stepped back, I could have swore that an evil grin was under his helmet.

"Duchess," Another greeted regally. "Why you should know by now, we want you dead. And when you fall Mandalore will be ours and your pacifist government will fail, as will every man, woman and child that supports them."

"My jedi protector will come and save me!" I emphasized the word 'jedi' as I was trying to make them intimidated and feel outwitted.

But, my 'intimidation' didn't work as the figure let out a small laugh.

"Your jedi friend won't make it within 100 metres of this facility, at least not in one piece." And with that they all turned and left, locking the door behind them.

I felt a small tear run down my cheek, I didn't bother wiping it away.


Hours later, or it might have been days for I know, there was a banging in the vents. At first I thought it was just a simple blockage but oh no, was I wrong. It was Obi-wan.

He jumped out of the vent and I wondered how he could possibly fit in there, the thought brought a smile to my face which must have looked stupid.

"I'm still a Padawan you know, I'm not fully grown." He whispered.

"Excuse me?" I asked. Then it came to me, he was a jedi and he could read my mind.

"You were thinking about me managing to fit through that vent." He said proudly.

"Ok...um well don't do that again all right?" He nodded in response and cut my wrist binders.

"H-how did you find me?" I asked nervously, thinking that he had put a tracker on me.

"I tracked your force signature milady," And with that he hauled me up and into the vent. I crawled through the never-ending tunnels, silently preying that they hadn't discovered that I was missing. I felt a warm hand on my shoulder and turned around to see icy blue eyes glaring at me. Blast! I forgot that he could read my thoughts, so I gave him a small smile back.

As we approached the exit of the vent he took his hand off my shoulder, so in return for his reassurance I helped him out of the vent. He smiled and gestured to a speeder in front of us; I climbed on the back of the speeder, my arms caressing his muscular torso.

Obi-wan POV:

I breathed a sigh of relief. "I thought I'd lost you,"

"Well I'm right here alive and well." Said Satine as she snuggled into my back.


"Satine wake up," I said shaking her awake gently. "I've got a surprise for you!

She opened one eye and looked at me. "It better be good Kenobi," And she sat up and followed me out of our makeshift tent.

"Close your eyes." I whispered into her silky blonde hair before I took her inside the ship and to the comm link in the cockpit.

"Open," I said and her eyes bulged at the sight. It was a transmission from Qui-Gon.

"Duchess, Padawan" He greeted nodding his head and half-bowing. "The civil war has ended, Mandalore is won. We have successfully defeated the Death watch and the remaining prisoners have been exiled to Mandalore's moon, Concordia. I hope to hear from you soon, you have done well my apprentice." Qui-Gon bowed again and the transmission ended.

"So milady, are you up for a trip back to Mandalore?" I asked.

"I most certainly am, Padawan Kenobi." I hated it when I was called that, she smirked cheekily obviously seeing my distress. So I dived on her.

Satine POV:

"No Obi, get off! I said trying to push him off of me, but it was no use.

"No," He replied as he started seductively kissing my neck.

"Stop, it tickles!" I giggled. But no he couldn't stop, he was so deprived.

"Obi-" I said as I began to plead once more, but I was cut off by soft lips pressing against my own.

I gasped and he grinned against my lips, this was going to be a night to remember.


He he, having fun there Obi? I'll be updating tomorrow night (UK time). Please don't hesitate to review, if you have any ideas for the story please feel free to tell me; they might be included :D