A/N: And here is the second part of the last chapter... Or, the conclusion of what happened in the end of it. (After this there are about three more chapters.)
The windows rattled around him, causing Obi-Wan to stir from his less-than-peaceful rest. He opened his eyes, and was met with the sight of a white ceiling. Kamino. Thunder rolled in the distance, and Obi-Wan shifted. His light-saber rolled from his hands. He grasped it instinctively, keeping it from falling. What? How had he gotten here?
He moved, only to groan and fall back down. His head throbbed. Obi-Wan brought one hand up, pressing against the side of his head. It felt like he'd gone ten rounds with a battle ship, using only his face as a weapon. On the bright side, he wasn't dead.
Slowly, the Jedi sat up, using one hand to prop himself up, he held his light-saber in the other. A quick scan of the room told him one thing... he was alone. Why did that bother him? Why did that give him a bad feeling? Cody. Where was Cody? "Cody?" Obi-Wan strained to hear any sound. Where had he gone?
The last thing Obi-Wan could recall was the attack. Yes, it had been the third time Cody had tried to kill him. Really, Obi-Wan found that only he himself was to blame. He should have been a bit more cautious... but he'd trusted Cody for so long, it was hard not to fall right back into the habit. He didn't know where Cody was.
Standing up, Obi-Wan made his way toward the nearest window. It would have a clear view of the placed they had landed. He hoped... Yes, blessedly, the ship was still there. Cody hadn't left. Obi-Wan swayed, nearly toppling to the floor. He righted himself, using the wall to keep himself upright. Breathe through it, he told himself, closing his eyes and focusing on the Force to calm his frayed nerves and his pounding headache.
Putting one foot in front of the other, Obi-Wan made for the door. He clipped his light-saber to his belt. The lights above him flickered, but he paid them little mind, keeping his focus on finding Cody. They were so close to finding a way to help him. Surely he wouldn't have... No. Obi-Wan refocused, keeping his eyes out for Cody. He was still here, so he couldn't have gone far. Though the facility was large, it only stretched on so far. It was the only "land" for miles and miles. Cody was here.
Obi-Wan brought a hand to his neck. It stung... he grimaced and kept walking. Cody didn't mean to do that. He'd stopped himself... Obi-Wan wouldn't give up on him; especially not now. Besides, Cody was his friend.
Rounding a corner, Obi-Wan noted several doors. They were open, so he checked the rooms. Each one was empty. Most of them were medical supply rooms, or separate recovery rooms. Obi-Wan frowned. If he was a clone, where would he go? Honestly, he didn't know, as he was not a clone. If he was Cody, where would he go? He didn't know that either. Obi-Wan had once heard a clone say, "There's no figuring a Jedi." Well, Obi-Wan decided that the statement applied to the clones as well... there was no figuring a clone.
He made his way back into the hall and made his way to the end. Obi-Wan looked right, then left. Both directions stretched on into long, graceful arches. Where would Cody have gone? The armory was to the left. That was where Cody would not be... as it was clear he was trying to avoid harming Obi-Wan. Where then?
Then it hit him. The Kaminoans did have cells-more like containment rooms-on each level, just in case. Obi-Wan made for one of those rooms, taking the right hallway. He headed forward, wondering if Cody was even on this level... if not, Obi-Wan was going to have a less-than-pleasant time wandering all of the building looking for him. He called again, "Cody?"
Obi-Wan paused to listen. He closed his eyes to let the Force guide him. He could feel another presence, but he couldn't tell from where the feeling came. Obi-Wan sighed. Maybe when he was closer, he would be able to sense him better. He pressed on, walking along the seemingly endless hall.
No. Cody pressed the palms of his hands against his closed eyes. He could hear the Jedi's voice echoing down the hallways, bouncing inside the walls of his cell. He had locked himself inside, using the panel to lock after several seconds; just long enough for him to get in. Obi-Wan could open it from the outside, if he knew how. Maybe he didn't know, the clone held out hope.
His back was pressed against the door, his knees drawn up towards his chest. Everywhere was cold, and wet. His thoughts seemed jumbled, even to himself. He shook his head, he had to focus on one thing...
Obi-Wan walked forward, sensing confusion, anger, cold... Picking up the pace, the ex-General strode forward with purpose. Cody had to be close... on this level or the next one down. He reached the end of the hall, and found a set of closed doors. He opened the first. Nothing. The second was shut tightly, though it was clearly sealed by rust, and not anything else. The last one was closed, but it rested on broken hinges, and swung open easily. He turned, heading for the stairs. Cody wasn't on this level.
He took the stairs two at a time, but made certain he traveled over the carefully. He reached the next landing, and glanced both ways. He glanced sideways, and his gaze rested on an old helmet. "I don't suppose the Kaminoans had a map to navigate this place?" he asked it. Now look at me, he berated himself. Talking to empty helmets on the floor. "Huh," he mumbled.
Making his way forward again, Obi-Wan knew he would eventually find Cody. "Cody?" he tried again, this time his voice took on a sad, tired effect. He could sense him better now... so close. Closing his eyes, the Jedi felt pulled along by the Force. He walked along until he felt compelled to stop. Obi-Wan found himself only inches from a sealed metal door. "Cody... Please, I know you're there."
Cody let his head fall back against the solid metal. The only way he was opening this door was if he was ordered to. "With all due respect - go away, sir." He wouldn't hurt him again. He had nearly killed him, and if he had succeeded? No...
Obi-Wan found himself in a unique situation. He looked around for the door controls, but he didn't see any. The panel closest to him was fried... so that one likely wouldn't work, meaning there had to be another way to open it. Obi-Wan put a hand against the cold metal. "Cody, we can figure out what happened to you and the other clones, and we can fix it... but I need you," Obi-Wan emphasized 'you.' He wasn't going to order him to open the door... it didn't feel right. After everything...
"It isn't safe."
Obi-Wan snorted. "Cody... we served together in a war-that wasn't safe." Obi-wan hoped his voice held a lighthearted tone.
"I could have killed you, General. I was going to."
"But you didn't. Besides, I'll be more careful..." He pulled a face at his own words. By now, Obi-Wan knew he should already have learned this lesson, but trust was a part of him... his very nature was built around it.
Cody opened his eyes and stared at the wall across from him. "I want this out of my head, sir."
"I know. I'll make sure it happens. But you have to trust me."
"I do. I'll tell you how to open the door - but we get this out of my head. I don't care what the risk is."
Obi-Wan frowned. He hated taking unnecessary risks with the lives of people he cared about. Still, if that was his only condition. "Very well."
Cody sighed harshly and shook his head. This wasn't a good idea; but he was trusting the Jedi. He was trusting a friend. Standing, he pressed a fist against the wall beside the door. "There's a panel in the doorframe."
"What?" Obi-Wan huffed. "I should've noticed." He mentally berated himself for his lack of insight. If he'd bothered to look, he would've seen it. It took him only a moment to find it. The panel was small, and appeared to be just another groove in the wall. Opening it, Obi-Wan found and pressed his hand against it. The door slid open with a quiet buzz.
Cody stood a little taller. "When do we start, sir?"
"We already have... I think I have an idea. If I recall... there was a medical droid mentioned in one of the reports. The droid would likely have been shut down and left with the rest of the equipment. If we find it, we may find an answer."
