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Chapter 12

Obi-Wan smiled as he relaxed on the soft warm sand, Padme curled into his side as they enjoyed the summer sun. How had he gotten so lucky? He had never dreamed of marriage and yet here he was, married to the most wonderful woman in the Galaxy. "Deep thoughts?" She asked from his arms and Obi-Wan chuckled.

"Just thinking how lucky I am Mrs Kenobi."

"Not as lucky as I am Mr Kenobi." She teased, leaning up to kiss him.

"Ewww…"

"Ani!" Padme threw sand at the young Sith who blocked it with the Force. He threw himself down in the sand beside them. His prosthetic hand was carefully covered to keep sand from getting into it and damaging the metal or wires. Obi-Wan watched the two play around, unable to help smiling at them. He guessed that was what it was like to have a sibling. As a child he had been raised with his age mates but it wasn't the same thing. After he'd left the Temple he'd been on his own alone, his Master often his only company. What had he missed out on? He shifted out of the way as they rolled closer, not wanting his leg to be hit.

"Alright you two, settle down." He called as sand flew and Padme rolled off her taller opponent.

"Everything okay?" She asked, seeing how he'd moved his legs.

"Fine, but it is lunch time." He gathered his cane and Anakin walked over to pull him up to his feet. He settled his cane and they walked slowly back to the house. His leg was healing well but far too slowly for his liking. Of course as soon as he could walk without aide his leave would be up, as it was Anakin would be leaving tonight. It was surprising Anakin had gotten as much leave as he had but he had needed the time to get used to using the prosthetic hand. Thanks to the Force he had healed and adapted a lot faster than expected, just as Obi-Wan's leg was healing faster.


Padme ran her fingers through her husband's hair as they lay in bed together. In the morning he was leaving for Coruscant to return to work and a week later she would join him for the new Senate Session. Her change of name would become public then and who knew how her colleagues would react to her marriage. The Queen knew, she had been quite happy for them and had given their marriage her blessing. Padme had almost expected to be asked to step down from her position as Senator but that hadn't happened. Part of her didn't want to leave, she just wanted them to stay at the Lake House forever, locked away from a Galaxy now at war. But that couldn't happen, the Sith was behind this and Obi-Wan would never stop hunting the man that had killed his Master. And she could not walk away from all those who would suffer in this war.

Obi-Wan took her hand and kissed her palm. "No more sad thoughts Padme. Get some sleep."

"But then morning will be here sooner and you'll be gone."

He sat up and pulled her into his arms, kissing her softly. "We won't be apart for long."

"I know. It just feels like we've been apart so much."

"I feel like we're closing in on the Sith Lord and once he is dealt with I will not leave your side." He promised solemnly.


"I hear congratulations are in order Commander."

Obi-Wan turned and bowed to the Supreme Chancellor. "Thank you sir."

"I am pleased to see your wounds have healed as well, it appears that time on Naboo is very good for healing."

"Yes it is."

"Well it is good to have you back, young Anakin has done a marvellous job in your place but he may yet be too young to take it on full time."

"Give him a few more years I can happily retire to Naboo."

"Then perhaps in a few decades we will have some more Kenobi's in the Senate."

Obi-Wan chuckled. "Maybe."

"Good day Commander."


Padme smiled as she saw the lone figure waiting on the landing platform. She walked down the ramp and towards him, fighting the urge to run to him. He pulled her into his arms and kissed her gently. "I missed you." She whispered.

"I missed you too wife dearest." He smiled at her.

"Have you gotten everything moved?"

"Of course, Ani had most of it done before I got back. I think he's looking forward to having our old place to himself."

"He's not a child anymore, I think he's looking forward to spreading his wings." She teased as they headed to her apartment, now their apartment. He helped her out of her heavy formal robes and into something more casual and then her handmaidens arrived with her luggage. Soon she was unpacked and they were sitting down to their first meal together in their apartment.


Obi-Wan frowned as he read the report. This was not a good idea. Oh he didn't doubt for a second that many Jedi would easily be able to inspire their troops but the Jedi were not trained for war or to lead such large groups. So why would the Chancellor suggest it? And why would the Jedi go along with it? His main problem with this was the petition to take half of his security forces and put them in the army, including Anakin. This stank of some sort of setup but he couldn't see the end game. Lower security enough that the Senators would be easy targets? Or was there something else? He knew Padme would vote against this but would enough of the others? Anakin was not ready to face a war on the front lines. Especially one where he would have to hide his abilities from everyone.


Qui-Gon hesitated as he saw a familiar figure in the garden but then he walked in to join him. He knelt beside him and settled into meditation. Hours later they both surfaced and just stayed in the sunlight. "Are you to become a General?"

"No. I will remain in the Temple to teach those who's Masters are in the field where it is too dangerous for their Padawans. The Council believes I am too old for a combat role."

"They are right." Obi-Wan smirked slightly and then sighed. "They are trying to enlist at least half of my forces, including Anakin."

"He is not ready for war."

"That is what I said. Anakin even agrees with me, he knows he's not prepared to see the things he will on the front lines. Padme has gathered some support to oppose it in the Senate but it may not be enough."

"If he is assigned with a Jedi I can speak with them, make sure he is kept back as much as possible."

Obi-Wan nodded and stood, not showing the fact that it hurt but Qui-Gon sensed the brief flash of pain from his leg. "Perhaps we are both too old for war." He whispered as Obi-Wan left the Temple. It was good that the Council had opened the gardens to him for meditation, he needed to be able to release the stress of his work. And maybe Obi-Wan would forgive him one day if they saw each other enough, he may not hate him but Qui-Gon knew Obi-Wan harboured some form of dislike for him though it had mellowed over the years.

TBC….