Over the next two days Amira struggled to survive. Obi-Wan's injuries had been treated and were healing.He continued the negotiations alone. Remarkably the Macavens had a sudden change of heart and were eagerly embracing peace. The plight of the Jedi had been an inspiration.
The Macavens were close to drafting the treaty that would align the warring provinces, effectively ending nearly fifty years of war. In the coming weeks a representative from the Republic Senate would arrive on Macaven to discuss trade.
He left the great hall and made his way across the square to the Macaven medical facility. He entered the large double doors and proceeded to Amira's floor. He quietly entered her room. A young Macaven woman was seated next to the bed. He recognized her from the landing pad the day they had arrived and he greeted her, "Hello Deelina. What brings you here?"
She was startled and rose suddenly, "Forgive me Master Kenobi, I heard what happened and that Jedi Organa was very ill. I wanted to thank you both for what you have done for my world…I'm so sorry this happened…so ashamed that we stood by and did nothing."
Tears streamed down her young face as she looked from Amira to Obi-Wan and said, "I don't think she can hear me, please tell her thank you for me." She walked past him to leave and he stopped her saying, "Thank you Deelina, I will tell her for you."
Deelina left and he took his customary seat at the side of her bed. She had not regained consciousness and he had not been able to touch her mind, but had spent every moment not in the negotiations with her.
He picked up her hand and held it in his and spoke quietly, "Deelina was here, she wished to thank you...it's nearly finished. The negotiations are going well and soon the Macavens will sign a peace treaty."
He sighed heavily and continued, "Our job here is almost done. I wish I could feel good about what we have accomplished here, but it seems somehow unimportant to me. All I want is to see you wake up."
A familiar voice spoke up behind him, "Done well you have Obi-Wan" He spun around and stood up out of his chair, "Master Yoda, it's good to see you." Yoda entered the room with another Jedi and came to stand next to Obi-Wan, "Down you should sit; healing still you are."
He complied and returned to the chair. The other Jedi removed his robe and moved to Amira's side. Obi-Wan recognized him as Nas Sirom a Master Jedi Healer.
He turned to Yoda, "You received my message." Yoda nodded, "Yes, most disturbing it was. Definitely a Sith you believe?" He replied, "Yes Master, it was incredibly powerful, it nearly destroyed us both."
The old Jedi Master looked sadly at Amira, "Very ill she is." The healer placed his hands on Amira and began his examination. Obi-Wan sighed and lowered his head, "Yes, she endured much at the hands of the Sith, I was not in time to prevent her torture. She used the last of her strength to distract him and I was able to destroy him."
Yoda turned to Obi-Wan, "Very powerful this Sith; determined to assassinate you he was. Grateful to see you both alive I am." Obi-Wan nodded and said, "We were fortunate." Yoda replied, "The Force was with you, stronger between the two of you the Force is."
Obi-Wan turned back to Amira and asked, "Master Yoda…Will she live?" Yoda sighed deeply, "Not all things can I see. Uncertain her survival is." Yoda turned to the Jedi healer and asked, "Master Sirom, what is Jedi Organa's prognosis?"
The healer finished examining Amira and removed his hands from her head." He walked over to stand facing Obi-Wan and Yoda and said, "I alone cannot heal her. The stress on her system is great. She must return to Coruscant where she will benefit from the medical facilities and the combined efforts of the healers."
Obi-Wan turned to Master Sirom with concern, "The Macavens have treated her injuries and stabilized her as much as possible, but they are not sure she would survive the trip to Coruscant."
The healer walked back to his patient, "If I can establish a healing link, I may be able to stabilize her enough to survive the journey." Yoda replied, "Yes Master Sirom please try, to Coruscant we must take her." Obi-Wan offered, "I will inform the Macavens of our departure."
Yoda sensed his desire to accompany Amira back to Coruscant. He gently reminded him, "Gone well the negotiations have but over they are not. Finish what you have started you must. On Macaven you will remain until arrive the Republic representative does."
Reluctantly Obi-Wan nodded, "Yes Master." Sensing his distress, Yoda placed his tiny hand on Obi-Wan's arm, "Love her you do, revealed your feelings are, but nothing more in Coruscant will you be able to do."
He stood stunned and speechless. Yoda nodded, "Yes, for some time now have I known; watched you two for many years I have. A destiny you and Amira share."
He continued, "Quickly we must act to save her. Make arrangements for her movement to Coruscant I will." Then Yoda turned to Master Sirom and said, "Do for her what you can, I will return."
Yoda hobbled out of the room on his gimmer stick. The healer again approached Amira's bedside and placed his hand on her forehead. Obi-Wan stood opposite of the healer. He looked sadly down at Amira and said "Please help her." He replied, "I will do what I can."
He watched as the healer's eyes closed and he felt a surge as the healer tapped into the Force and directed the energy towards Amira. For several minutes the room was silent.
Having only basic training in the Jedi healing arts he knew that the Healer was attempting to reach Amira's mind to give her something to hang onto amidst the chaos that was her pain and failing body.
Before Yoda's arrival he had tried to reach her. Sitting by her bedside after the day's negotiations were through, he would try to touch her mind to help her find a way back. He was never able to reach her. It was as if she was already gone.
He looked again at the healer and then at Amira. Both were motionless. He reached for her hand and closed his around it. On more time he sent his thoughts to her "You are strong and you can survive this. You must survive this."
He continued to hold her hand and hope. An hour into the procedure the healer removed his hand from her and opened his eyes. He looked across at Obi-Wan and said, "I have established a link with her. It is tenuous at best but it may sustain her until we reach Coruscant."
He nodded, "Thank you." Master Sirom moved around the bed to stand near Obi-Wan. He glanced at Amira and then back at Obi-Wan, "She heard your thoughts. She could not respond to you but she did hear you." He continued, "I will inform Master Yoda that she is ready."
The healer left, leaving him alone in the room with Amira. He sat in silence unaccustomed to the feelings coursing through him. He loved her more than he had ever loved anything. He knew, although he wasn't sure how, that he would lose her one day. Maybe not today, but someday, and this inevitability scared him. He bent over and gently kissed her forehead, whispering, "I love you."