I do not own Star Wars, nor any of it's characters. I only take credit for Amy and a few random names thrown in here.

Warning, this story overall is rated M. However, this chapter does not contain any explicit material. It does however contain some very important information that will forever impact the lives of the characters.

Another Warning, never drive with a duck!

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I held my breath as I felt multiple eyes on me. No matter how many missions I have been on, I was always nervous when it came to council briefings.

"If it weren't for Obi Wans quick thinking, I would be dead right now. After a week or so of healing we were then rescued." I concluded. I may have left out the part of how the beast was killed, and how we spent the next week, but I feel I covered the basics.

"And is it fully healed?" Master Windu asked, eyeing me suspiciously.

"Look for yourself" I pulled up the sleeve of my tunic, revealing the pink scars. I stole a glance at Obi Wan who was looking down at the ground solemnly.

"Thank the force Obi Wan was there to help" Mace Windu said glancing at Obi Wan.

Obi Wan silently acknowledged with a firm nod.

"And Anakin..." Master Windu chimed, "You'll do well to remember to not accept food from strangers. EVER!"

"Yes Master Windu." Anakin spoke, his face red with embarrassment.

"Well, I believe that is all the council needed to discuss today. So everyone is dismissed" Master Windu stood up, exiting the room with several of the other council members.

I stayed behind with Obi Wan and Anakin, waiting anxiously for Master Yoda. I could sense the same nervousness coming from Obi Wan. What if they did separate us? I looked up at Obi Wan with a look of panic in my eyes. He glanced over with the same look. Anakin looked between the both of us.

"Oh my force, you two! It's just a normal talk with Master Yoda. It's not like it's your first time either."

"You're right Anakin" Obi Wan said, putting an arm around Anakins shoulder.

"Anakin" I heard a croaky voice below me. I turned seeing Master Yoda at our feet. "Mission for you, I have. Need of bacta, Master Jora is. Retrieve some from the infirmary and take it to him, you will."

"Yes Master" Anakin bowed, then turned and walked out of the now empty room.

"Promising, young Skywalker is" Yoda said happily as if nothing were wrong.

Meanwhile my insides were churning with guilt and shame.

"Now Amy, story you have?"

"Yes Master," I said shakily "Well there's a few things we should tell you"

"Sit down, we will" Yoda said, hobbling over to his council seat. Obi Wan and I followed silently. "Smell better, you do."

I smiled, knowing he was trying to ease my burden.

"Master Yoda, when we were stranded, Obi Wan was bitten by a venomous spider. He turned very sick during the night, but then healed completely by the next morning." I stopped for a moment, acknowledging Master Yoda's thoughtful nod. "But that's not all. He seemed to become stronger, his reflexes are faster, his senses in general have all greatly improved. And when he killed the nexus he..." I stopped. Looking at Obi Wan, not quite wanting to reveal his faults. He smiled encouragingly, nodding his approval. "He killed it with his own bare hands. Which would be great and all, but I also sensed an overwhelming surge of anger from him."

"Felt this, I did." Master Yoda said solemnly. "Heard your cry of help, as well" He said, nodding towards me.

Obi Wan looked over at me plaintively. "You sent out a cry of help?"

I nodded, not quite wanting to meet his eyes. "After our fight."

I felt the grief from Obi Wan, "I am so sorry I put you through that Amy. I'm sorry that you did not feel safe with me".

"For you, Obi Wan, her cry was. Not for herself" Yoda piped up.

Obi Wan pondered quietly for a moment. "Master Yoda, ever since the spider attack. I have not felt like myself. I have a hard time keeping my feelings in check. I feel like I'm worse on my good days than what Anakin is on his bad days. I feel I've lost all sense of control. It's like I feel the same emotions I've always felt, but magnified to the extreme. I get irritated over the smallest things."

Yoda looked up at Obi Wan pitifully, then closed his eyes in deep meditation. Obi Wan and I glanced at each other, unsure of what to do. So we just waited in silence for a while.

"Began the prophecy has" Yoda spake, bringing Obi Wan and I back from our thoughts.

Obi Wan furrowed his brow "What prophecy?"

Yoda looked up at the two of us, then hobbled down from his seat, heading to the holocron pad in the middle of the room, motioning for Obi Wan and I to follow. He used the force to search through the data, eventually pulling up some of the more ancient of the prophecies. Finally he settled on one in particular, bringing that one into focus.

"Foretold, it has been, that a knight, ideal to the order, a beast would mark. Unleash his inner demons, it would." Master Yoda, started flipping through sketches and notes pertaining to visions given about the prophecy over centuries of time. "Said it is, that this knight, impossible tasks will face. But true, his heart will remain. Unless, forfeits his control to the dark side he does. Then overcome him, the darkness will" A drawing of the spider flashed in front of us and I gasped in shock.

Obi Wan felt for the nearest seat to him, collapsing into it as the shock washed over him, then dropping his head to his hands.

My heart ached, as we sat in silence, comprehending the weight of this information. Yoda sadly went through more of the manuscripts, and I painfully watched them pass by. I saw several pictures interpreting a man being torn in two. As we neared the end, a sketch pulled up of a pair of eyes staring tormentedly back at me. I knew those eyes, all too well. My stomach lurched into my throat. I wanted to cry out for Obi Wan, but I could not find my voice.

"Hope there is, young Obi Wan" Master Yoda said, now standing in front of the man I loved. "Hope there always is."

Obi Wan pulled his face from his hands to look for guidance from the tiny master now standing in front of him. "More to the prophecy there is. If true, his heart remains, most fulfilling his life will be. Generations turn to his story for inspiration through trials, they will. ...Bring balance to the force, his children shall."

Obi Wan looked toward Master Yoda, stunned, as realization to the last line hit. He then looked straight to me, as I was just now comprehending it myself. "But Master Yoda... It is forbidden."

Yoda gave Obi Wan the most ridiculous look in the world, not saying a word, but just sat there silently, staring at him.

I stepped forward, "I take it you know then?" I asked timidly.

"Most powerful force in the universe, love is. Felt it from you both, I have." Master Yoda looked between us, as I stared at Obi Wan, staring back at me. "Distracting, your passion has been. Sleep, the night before your rescue, I did not."

Obi Wan's eyes went wide, and my face flushed in embarrassment.

"Learn to hide it better, you must!" Yoda looked to us slightly annoyed.

"Yes Master Yoda" Obi Wan said obediently.

"Does this mean that Obi Wan and I..."

Yoda quickly cut me off. "True, your love must be. Or succumb to the dark side, he will. Test, I have for you both."

Obi Wan and I eyed each other warily.

"Requires sacrifice, love does. Two weeks apart, you shall spend. Make sure your feelings are not based on lust, this shall prove." I kept my eyes on Obi Wan, knowing in the pit of my stomach how hard this would be for him. It would be hard for me too, but what about his focus? Can he make it through the next 2 weeks without revealing his other part? "If after, these feelings you still share, together you will be."

Obi Wan nodded slowly, understanding the reasoning.

"A secret this must be, even from Master Windu and your young padawan" Yoda said to Obi Wan. "Understand, young Skywalker will not. Vulnerable, his feelings are."

"What if Obi Wan has a hard time controlling himself?" I asked Master Yoda. I felt Obi Wan's panic level rise as if it were dawning on him, that I would not be around to help calm him.

"Come to me, he shall. Help him control his feelings, I will." Yoda then looked at us both, somehow knowing the difficult destiny ahead of us, but keeping it all hidden away from our sights. "Leave you two alone, I will. Gather your courage, you must. Only a few moments, you have." Yoda placed an encouraging hand on Obi Wan's leg, then quietly left the room.

I ran over to Obi Wan, and we embraced. "Obi Wan, we can do this. YOU can do this. It's only two weeks" I seemed to be saying whatever comforting words I felt would help him, but ultimately, I felt as though I were trying to convince myself.

"Amy Love," Obi Wan grabbed my face and I looked up into his calm eyes. "It's okay..."

"How can you be so calm?!" I blurted, "You've just found out that you're the Jedi in an ancient prophecy either doomed to fail, or destined to succeed, all depending on your control. And now, we are to be separated when I'm the only one so far that can help you focus. And to top that off, we cannot speak a word of this to anyone..."

"Shhhhhh" Obi Wan pushed a strand on hair from my face. "Remember, you're my Jedi Knight. You're stronger than you believe. If you can do this, I can do this. I need you to be strong for me. Because if I know that you're being strong, then it'll help me to focus on our strength. Can you do that for me?" He brushed away a tear on my cheek, that I didn't even know was there.

I nodded solemnly. "Of course I can. I love you my Obi Wan."

"I love you too my Amy" Obi Wan then lowered his head, grazing my lips with his. More tears poured from my eyes as we continued to kiss. "We can do this" I heard in my mind. I nodded slightly, not wanting to break our kiss just yet.

Eventually, we found ourselves just holding each other, silently. Master Yoda appeared in the doorway. "Time it is."

With one last embrace, Obi Wan kissed me, then quickly left the room, not looking back. My heart sank into my stomach and I fell to my knees. I felt a small hand on my shoulder.

"Strong you both are. Do this you can."

"It's only two weeks, I shouldn't be a blubbering idiot. I should've been the one comforting him." I looked up at Yoda pathetically.

Yoda smiled back. "Hard this has been on you both. Destinies intertwined together, yours are. More difficult things to come, there will be."

"But why Obi Wan? He doesn't deserve this. If Anakin were not here, I would believe HE were the chosen one. Obi Wan has been the most noble, valiant, honorable knight I've ever seen, and now this."

"Trust such a dark fate with another would you?" Yoda looked sternly at me. "Chosen Obi Wan is, because vanquish his demons, he can. Strength to overcome, no other has."

I knelt there pondering his words. "Only Obi Wan would have the strength to carry this burden"

"Carry this burden alone, he will not" Yoda nodded at me.

"But why have I been chosen to help? I'm not special. I don't stand out in my abilities. I'm not as qualified as other women in the force. Why did destiny choose me?"

Yoda knocked me on the head with his stick. "Doubt your abilities, a woman should not! If more women believed in themselves, overrun by women, the Jedi would be."

I rubbed my head, trying to wipe the pain away. But as the pain was there, so was Master Yoda's reminder.

"Bright, your outlook on life is. A light you will be for Obi Wan's dark. Unique glow, your force has. Special, you are."

I sighed heavily, feeling the weight of my destiny.

"Go, you must. Meditate on this, I will. Meditate also, you should."

I nodded, then stood to my feet. "Thank you Master Yoda" I bowed, then left the room. Once I was clear of the council hall, I ran to my room, forcing back my emotions.

I shot through my door, closing it quickly behind me. Suddenly overcome with every emotion I had felt within the last hour, I broke down, flinging myself onto my bed. I grabbed my pillow and screamed my frustrations into it. After what seemed like hours of sobbing into my now soaked pillow, I fell into a dreamless sleep.