Chapter 2: General Obi-Wan Kenobi

Son of a Sith, I was late to my own meeting. Not like I care. I hate meetings. You'd think that being a General I'd have more important things to do, but no. I get stuck listening to all of those below me whine and complain. Not really caring that I was late, walked in and the room that was full of incessant chatter was now quite.

"Let's get this over and done with shall we?" I said rubbing my forehead.

"Special Forces what's your read out?"

I listened to the girl at my left with half ears. I really don't care, I just want to end this as fast as possible.

"How do you figure...um...?" I asked finally looking at her.

"Officer Goodman"

"How do you figure Of. Goodman?" I repeated.

I listened to her case with interest growing rapidly. She had spunk. And to top it off, she was the only one, in a room filled with at least 50 people, who looked at me let alone talked to me. I smiled as I listened and gave her a quick once over. Not the most beautiful women I've ever seen, but she was quite beautiful in her own sense. Brown hair up in a pony-tail, a pair of sparkling brown eyes, that hid beneath steal rimmed glasses. She had a nice tan, and on her left hand laid a silver-gold ring and a bracelet made of jade.

"Yes, You have a good point Of. Goodman. I'll issue 50 ground troops and 10 army spies to your disposal. Will that be enough?" I asked, smiling. Then she smiled back. She had a wonderful smile. It lighten her whole face and made her look like an angel.

"Yes, It will. Thank you General....um..." She mocked me. She had a good since of humor too.

"Kenobi." I said smiling ear to ear. I liked her a lot. She stood and left, the rest of the room following her with their eyes, including my own. She had a nice figure that when along quite nicely to her face. Not to slim, yet not to stout. She was very tall for a women. I'm guessing maybe 5' 8'' or 5' 9''.

"Any other problem's?" I asked. Every one shook their head. I smiled again and left. I finally reached my quarters to have my padawan and personal assistant, Anakin meet me.

"Master, I have some news." Anakin said to me enthusiastically as I sat down at my desk and put my head on it.

"What's that Ani?" I muffled.

"The Council has asked me to go on a mission to Naboo. The Queen requested either me or you, and well, you can't very well leave so I agreed." He almost squealed.

"Very well, when are you leaving?"

"Tomorrow."

"Well, I wish you and the Padm'e luck. I wish it were me going in stead though." I said.

"Why is that Master?"

I looked up and smiled at my padawan. "Well, a man can be jealous can't he?"

"Yes, a man can, but Master your a Jedi, it's not wise for Jed--"

"Yes, yes, I know the code book Anakin. Jealousy leads to the Dark Side. But Jedi can joke." I added playfully.

He chuckled, "Yes, they can. Will you be able to handle it here without me?"

"Yes, I'll just have to get a new assistant. Although I will miss your company." I said. "You being the only other Jedi here, It will make it terribly boring with out you."

Aninkin smiled "Same here Master." He looked at the Chrono on the wall, "I should go pack."

I gave a wave of my hand to send him off.

Wonderful, now I needed a new assistant. My mind suddenly flicked to Officer Goodman. She'd make a perfect assistant. I smiled to myself. I could get used to having her as an assistant. I'll do that tomorrow, but now, sleep..... I needed sleep. Lots and lots of undisturbed rest. And lot's of food after that, I'm starving.