June 2002
Disclaimer: I don't own the characters but the story is mine!
Author's note: Sequel to "A Glimmer of Hope". there should be one more short story after this, so stay tuned for more! Feedback is always welcome! Send it to: Jademax@hotmail.com Thanks for reading!
A Last Request
Obi-Wan Kenobi looked around his prison on Geonosis as he spun in a slow circle. There wasn't much to see. Rock on all sides, it was monotonous and less than helpful. He'd been waiting for Count Dooku to return since the fallen Jedi had left to try and secure his 'release'. He didn't trust it, didn't trust him, and a part of him fully expected to be spending the rest of his days, however long that might be, in this dank cell. His thoughts drifted. Anakin and Padme had been on Tatooine when he'd sent his message. Why they'd gone there, he had no idea. Probably some reckless notion of Anakin's. Had they delivered his message to Sabe on Naboo before going?
Obi-Wan fought to keep her image from his mind. She would distract him if he thought about her, she always had. He closed his eyes. Count Dooku was taking his time, and he was exhausted. Force techniques or not, he couldn't deny the fact that his adrenaline had worn of a long time ago. Sabe. His thoughts drifted back to her and he swallowed hard. He would probably die in this cell and he'd never told her how he felt about her. Did she know how deeply she'd affected him in their short time together? Probably not. He was good at hiding his emotions, good at deflecting inquiries as to how he felt. Now he might never get to tell her.
"Something bothering you, Master Kenobi?"
The smirking image of Count Dooku greeted him as his eyes flew open. "Dooku."
"Your thoughts betray you, Master Kenobi, dwelling on a young woman," he made a clicking sound with his tongue, "What would Master Yoda say if he knew you were breaking the code?"
"Thinking about someone is not beaking the code."
Dooku smiled, "She may as well be yours, Obi-Wan, and possession is forbidden. How the mighty have fallen."
"What do you want Dooku?" he demanded. He didn't want Dooku talking about Sabe, somehow he made it seem wrong to want something that had been freely given.
"Your fate has been decided my young friend. The Geonosians are opening the arena up for your execution."
Execution. Well, everyone had to die sometime. Obi-Wan nodded and continued to spin in his slow circle.
"Nothing to say, Obi-Wan?"
There was silence in the room and Dooku deactivated his 'cage' and watched him fall to the floor. Obi-Wan picked himself up off the floor, eyeing the other man carefully. "The execution is now?"
"You have time for one last request," Dooku extended a holo-recorder to him, "A message to the lady, perhaps? Or maybe to your Padawan? Don't even try to use the Force in here, any movement will get you killed now."
Obi-Wan held his hands at his sides, saying nothing, until Dooku shrugged and placed the pad near the door. "I would suggest you use your time wisely, I will transmit it when you're taken to the arena."
"You're just all heart, aren't you Dooku?"
Dooku shrugged off the sarcastic remark and left Obi-Wan alone. Knowing if he recorded anything like a status report it would simply get erased, Kenobi gingerly picked up the pad and hit the record button. He wasn't sure what he would say, but he would think of something.
Sabe was sitting on the couch in her room when the button signalling a message began to flash and beep. She frowned. No one was supposed to send her messages. She stood, and walked to the console, "Yes?"
"Mistress Sabe?"
"Yes, your majesty?" she was a little startled to hear Queen Jamilla's voice.
"A message was sent to my office in hopes of reaching you. Will you accept it?"
Sabe noted the tense tone in the Queen's voice. Despite promising to not wear her hood, she was still unsure about using holo-communications and so it was simply a voice transmission. "Is something the matter your majesty?"
"You had better hear it for yourself, Sabe."
"Very well. Send it through."
The transmission light blinked as the message was delivered to her database and then she thanked the Queen and turned the comm. off. She was puzzled. Who would be contacting her... Padme perhaps? She clicked the button to play the message and drew in a shocked breath. Obi-Wan's image appeared. He was wearing a white Jedi suit, his hands and ankles sporting stun cuffs. She gasped, reaching out to touch his image. He looked haggard, his hair dishevelled, his face showing lines of exhaustion.
"Hello Sabe. I don't have much time so I have to keep this quick. I can't think of a nice way to say this so I'll simply say it. I've been captured on Geonosis and they're planning to execute me. How, I'm not sure. I've been granted a last request, this message to you is it. Before I die, my beautiful Sabe, I wanted you to know I will be thinking of you. Always and only you. Be safe, Sabe, if I can find my way back to you somehow, I will."
She stifled a sob as the image of him smiled, kissed his palm and then extended it towards her before disappearing. "Obi-Wan!" her eyes filled with tears as she buried her face in her arms. Her brave knight, her sad, stoic knight. Her shoulders heaving, she wrapped her arms around her middle and silently cried for the man she loved, for the future they could never have and for herself. A Universe without Obi-Wan Kenobi hurt too much to contemplate.
END
Disclaimer: I don't own the characters but the story is mine!
Author's note: Sequel to "A Glimmer of Hope". there should be one more short story after this, so stay tuned for more! Feedback is always welcome! Send it to: Jademax@hotmail.com Thanks for reading!
A Last Request
Obi-Wan Kenobi looked around his prison on Geonosis as he spun in a slow circle. There wasn't much to see. Rock on all sides, it was monotonous and less than helpful. He'd been waiting for Count Dooku to return since the fallen Jedi had left to try and secure his 'release'. He didn't trust it, didn't trust him, and a part of him fully expected to be spending the rest of his days, however long that might be, in this dank cell. His thoughts drifted. Anakin and Padme had been on Tatooine when he'd sent his message. Why they'd gone there, he had no idea. Probably some reckless notion of Anakin's. Had they delivered his message to Sabe on Naboo before going?
Obi-Wan fought to keep her image from his mind. She would distract him if he thought about her, she always had. He closed his eyes. Count Dooku was taking his time, and he was exhausted. Force techniques or not, he couldn't deny the fact that his adrenaline had worn of a long time ago. Sabe. His thoughts drifted back to her and he swallowed hard. He would probably die in this cell and he'd never told her how he felt about her. Did she know how deeply she'd affected him in their short time together? Probably not. He was good at hiding his emotions, good at deflecting inquiries as to how he felt. Now he might never get to tell her.
"Something bothering you, Master Kenobi?"
The smirking image of Count Dooku greeted him as his eyes flew open. "Dooku."
"Your thoughts betray you, Master Kenobi, dwelling on a young woman," he made a clicking sound with his tongue, "What would Master Yoda say if he knew you were breaking the code?"
"Thinking about someone is not beaking the code."
Dooku smiled, "She may as well be yours, Obi-Wan, and possession is forbidden. How the mighty have fallen."
"What do you want Dooku?" he demanded. He didn't want Dooku talking about Sabe, somehow he made it seem wrong to want something that had been freely given.
"Your fate has been decided my young friend. The Geonosians are opening the arena up for your execution."
Execution. Well, everyone had to die sometime. Obi-Wan nodded and continued to spin in his slow circle.
"Nothing to say, Obi-Wan?"
There was silence in the room and Dooku deactivated his 'cage' and watched him fall to the floor. Obi-Wan picked himself up off the floor, eyeing the other man carefully. "The execution is now?"
"You have time for one last request," Dooku extended a holo-recorder to him, "A message to the lady, perhaps? Or maybe to your Padawan? Don't even try to use the Force in here, any movement will get you killed now."
Obi-Wan held his hands at his sides, saying nothing, until Dooku shrugged and placed the pad near the door. "I would suggest you use your time wisely, I will transmit it when you're taken to the arena."
"You're just all heart, aren't you Dooku?"
Dooku shrugged off the sarcastic remark and left Obi-Wan alone. Knowing if he recorded anything like a status report it would simply get erased, Kenobi gingerly picked up the pad and hit the record button. He wasn't sure what he would say, but he would think of something.
Sabe was sitting on the couch in her room when the button signalling a message began to flash and beep. She frowned. No one was supposed to send her messages. She stood, and walked to the console, "Yes?"
"Mistress Sabe?"
"Yes, your majesty?" she was a little startled to hear Queen Jamilla's voice.
"A message was sent to my office in hopes of reaching you. Will you accept it?"
Sabe noted the tense tone in the Queen's voice. Despite promising to not wear her hood, she was still unsure about using holo-communications and so it was simply a voice transmission. "Is something the matter your majesty?"
"You had better hear it for yourself, Sabe."
"Very well. Send it through."
The transmission light blinked as the message was delivered to her database and then she thanked the Queen and turned the comm. off. She was puzzled. Who would be contacting her... Padme perhaps? She clicked the button to play the message and drew in a shocked breath. Obi-Wan's image appeared. He was wearing a white Jedi suit, his hands and ankles sporting stun cuffs. She gasped, reaching out to touch his image. He looked haggard, his hair dishevelled, his face showing lines of exhaustion.
"Hello Sabe. I don't have much time so I have to keep this quick. I can't think of a nice way to say this so I'll simply say it. I've been captured on Geonosis and they're planning to execute me. How, I'm not sure. I've been granted a last request, this message to you is it. Before I die, my beautiful Sabe, I wanted you to know I will be thinking of you. Always and only you. Be safe, Sabe, if I can find my way back to you somehow, I will."
She stifled a sob as the image of him smiled, kissed his palm and then extended it towards her before disappearing. "Obi-Wan!" her eyes filled with tears as she buried her face in her arms. Her brave knight, her sad, stoic knight. Her shoulders heaving, she wrapped her arms around her middle and silently cried for the man she loved, for the future they could never have and for herself. A Universe without Obi-Wan Kenobi hurt too much to contemplate.
END