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"aaaa"-talking out loud."aaaa"-talking through a holo or com. 'aaaaa'-inner thoughts. aaaaa-talking through a Bond

AN: As promised a chapter staring Obi-Wan and Analise:)

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Chapter Twenty-Four

Are you sure there is no way I can come with you or at least stay at the Temple with Da?

I am no more happy about this then you are Moonbeam. I would rather you be at my side...But the Council has spoken.

Obi-Wan rested one hand on Analise's back while the other gently held her left hand, guiding her alone one of the main paths within the Room of a Thousand Fountains. As was their way when it was just the two of them, they spoke through their Bond allowing for a closer intimacy.

At this time of day it was mainly deserted as Temple occupants were busy with classes, mission briefings, meetings, or one of a million other duties that needed to be done to keep day-to-day life at the Temple going.

Analise closed her eyes, trusting Obi-Wan to guide her. No outside sounds broke into the peace of the gardens. Leaves rustled as an artificial breeze brushed against them. Banked lights built into the walls and ceiling mimicked the day's sun as it marched across the sky. Water danced through rivers running across the grounds and thundered down the waterfall.

For his part the Knight frowned and guided Analise even more carefully along the path. It was kept smooth and maintained each day by a crew of droids, but Obi-Wan still worried that that they might have missed a stray stone and it would trip his fragile Moonbeam. Analise had been tired of being kept as still as possible while her side had been wrapped and when Che had given the okay was more than eager to resume her and Obi-Wan's daily walks through different parts of the Temple.

Ben...I can sense your worry for me. I am not terribly injured and will recover.

I know Moonbeam, but I cannot help but worry for you my soul. To have been injured by blaster so soon after nearly dying from poison. He squeezed her hand. We are so close to be joined forever that I don't think I could bear it if something happened to you.

If only I wasn't so fragile! In a rare display of Skywalker frustration and temper Analise pulled away from Obi-Wan and marched further up the path. How can I be a proper Jedi if I am always getting hurt? If others are getting hurt because of me? I can never be a Jedi when I am such a burden. If I was a proper Jedi, if I was stronger they wouldn't be sending me into hiding.

It tore at him. The sadness, the guilt, the lack of confidence in his Moonbeam.

No! he refused! His Moonbeam was meant to always be smiling and bright, shining with a light for all to see.

Obi-Wan gently reached out and grabbed Analise's left arm. Obi-Wan? He shook his head and gently dragged her off the path into a small grove of trees. The branches would safely hid the lovers from any eyes that might be within the gardens with them. For such a peaceful place as the Temple, it was often hard for Obi-Wan and Analise to have any real alone time, just the two of them.

Without a word, spoken or thought Obi-Wan pulled Analise into his arms. She went without a word, resting her head over his heart and taking comfort in the soft, steady thump of his heartbeat beneath her ear.

Her Ben. Steady, comforting, her shelter in the worst of storms.

Never call yourself a burden Analise, my Moonbeam, my soul. You are not a burden, never a burden.

How can I not be a burden when the Force has made me so fragile? My body never fully adapted to life in this galaxy...

Just because your body is fragile does not mean your heart and mind are not...Analise you are one of the strongest beings I know. Your kindness and gentleness is renounced throughout not just the Temple, but the places you have been on your missions. Why do you think you were chosen to mediate the dispute on that planet a few months ago?

Because the Council wanted to give me something easy for my first solo mission? Obi-Wan chuckled and pulled back a little, placing a finger under her head and tipping her chin up so he could stare into the crystal clear sky-blue eyes.

It would not have been easy for so many of us Moonbeam. Your quiet nature was exactly what was needed to heal the breach between two high-strung tribes of warriors. Even I would have been hard-pressed to find a peaceful and non-violent solution, but you did in a matter of days.

If I am so strong in spirit and with the Force, Analise sighed, dropping her gaze for a moment before lifting it back to her Knight, Why am I being sent into hiding?

Obi-Wan shook his head. There is a chance that I might met with whoever was pulling the strings of the two Changelings who made attempts on both yours and the Senator's lives. What if it is Dooku? Can I let myself risk your life and safety just to keep you by my side?

I could stay in the Temple.

Nice try Moonbeam. Obi-Wan chuckled. But Mace is right. If you stayed here you would not rest as Che wants you too. The best choice in the end is to get you off planet.

Do or do not, there is no try my soul. Besides, Analise twined the fingers of her left hand in Obi-Wan's beard. Since he had grown one, she had enjoyed stroking it and brushing. Helping her love and Soul Mate keep it neat and tidy. I feel like I am being sent there to keep an eye on Padme and Anakin as well as rest.

Do you really think they are meant to be together?

She is the only one who fits the requirements that the prophecy has laid out though Anakin and I would rather ignore it. I can feel that no matter what, they will fight to be together and in the end they will be together just we are. Analise frowned. Do you have any clue about the dart?

None.

Take it to Dex my soul. He will know.

Why are we talking about my mission? We are alone with no shadows and pressing concerns. Analise blushed and gently tugged on his beard, encouraging Obi-Wan to bend his head down, bring his lips closer to hers.

Then no more talking my Ben.

Agreed. No more talking.

Obi-Wan gave into temptation. So easy to do, yet remembering to be gentle. He pressed his lips to Analise's, deepening the kiss. Analise pressed herself as close to him as she could, melting as she always did against him.

Life went on beyond their grove of trees. The threats remained and the galaxy marched towards war and darkness.

But for now the Moon and Negotiator lost themselves in each other. Both knowing that all too soon they would be parted and they did not know for how long or if they would be together again.