A/N: Okay, so I might have gone a little overboard with this chapter. I have this little addiction that involves Obi-Wan and the song "Come What May" From Moulin Rouge! What can I say? Ewan has a great voice and if you take that, and dress him up as Obi-Wan, WAM!!! You've got like, insta-romance. Hehehee. I hope you injoy, and REVIEW, REVIEW, REVIEW!!!

Chapter 10: The Power of Song

I waited in her office. I was going to try with all my might to apologize. Joshes word from the night before haunted my dreams, that and a vision of her beautiful face as I spoke them to her did also. It haunts me as we speak. I don't exactically know how I'll do it but I'll figure it out.

She walked in and didn't pay any attention to me sitting on the small couch across the way. She put down her tea and opened a file on her desk and starting reading the data-pad, every so often bringing the cup to her lips.

I walked up to her desk and stood before her.

"We need to talk." I stated. She just kept on reading and paid no attention. "I need to talk to you Kara." still nothing. I sighed and ran my hand through my hair. Fine if she wants to play the hard way, it takes two to tango. I plucked the data-pad out of her hands. The look she shot made shivers go down my spine.

* "Give me back my data-pad General" I growled.

"No, We need to talk"

"I'm being paid to work, not talk." My eye's glared at him through my glasses, "Now, give it back."

"No, not until we talk."

I stood up to face him. It wasn't that hard, seeing as he was maybe a few precious inches taller that me. "Either you give me my data-pad back or I'll walk out of this room and never come back!" I hissed.

"You'd demote your self?"

"Yes." I meant it to. To demote one's self, means you start at the very end. Janitorial duties. He sighed and handed me back my pad, But one hand still held it firmly.

"Now, you'll listen."

"No."

"If I give you this damned thing back will you hear me out?"

"Fine." I growled. He let go. "What." I noticed his hands were shaking and there were beads of sweat rolling down his brow.

"I'm sorry."

"Your sorry!" I said with a sarcastic smile "Sorry! OH MY GOD! LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, HE'S SORRY!!!" I said, well, more like yelled. "Let's give him a round of applause!"

"I didn't mean what I said. Well most of it anyways."

"It sure sounded like ya did to me!"

"Your not making this easy."

"Good! I'm glad! No, I'm ecstatic I'm not making this easy for you!" I yelled, "Is that it?"

"That's what I wanted to say."

"Good. Now leave, so I can do my work!" I said with another sarcastic smile.

He walked over to the door, and then stopped dead in his tracts. His head was hung low and his shoulders slumped. I've never seen him like this before.

"Never Knew I could feel like this,

Like I've never seen the sky before,

Want to vanish inside your kiss,

Everyday I love you more and more.

Listen to my heart, can you hear it sing?

Telln' me to give you everything,

Seasons may change, winter to spring,

But I love you, until the end...of...time."

His voice rang in my head. He sounded so beautiful. Never would have guessed he could sing like an angel. Tears streaked my face as I listened on. His head lifted and his eye's made contact with mine.

"Come What May, Come What May,

I will Love you,

Until my dying day.

Suddenly the world seems such a perfect place,

Suddenly it moves with such a perfect grace,

Suddenly my life doesn't seem such a waist,

It all revolves around you."

I'm not quite sure how to react to this. He walked over to me and took my hands in his, and barely kissed my knuckles.

"And there's no mountain to high,

No river to wide,

Sing out this song and I'll be there

By your side,

Storm clouds may gather and Stars may collide,

But I love you -"

His blue eyes collided with mine as he paused in his song, "I love you" I whispered.

"Until the end of time....

Come What May, Come What May,

I will Love you, until my dying day,

Oh, Come What May,

Come What May,

I will Love......you,

He smiled at me and I couldn't help it, "I will always love you" I sang, but in a whisper.

Suddenly the world's such a perfect place,

Come What May,

Come What May,

I will Love you,

Until my dying day."

He kissed me, but very softly.

"Did you mean that?" I mumbled. Making out his face was very hard, because of all the tears.

"Every word." He kissed my forehead. "I don't care about the council, the army, Anakin. Well, okay, I do care about Anakin, but I care about you more"

"I don't want you to be expelled from the order Obi-Wan" I whispered into his shoulder.

"They won't expel me. I can shield my thoughts"

"I don't want them to kill us either."

"They won't my dear. If the military finds out, I'll take all the blame."

"What? No, We're in this together."

"It won't matter. They kill whoever's higher in rank. It'll be me anyways."

"No, It won't."

"Let's not talk about that for now, Hmmmm?" He asked stroking my head.

"Yes, ok." I hugged him tighter, "I love you."

"I love you"

"Don't you ever do anything like that again" I scolded

"Never."

"Cause next time, well, let's just hope there's no next time"

"Yes."

"And you should sing more often."

"Why is that?"

"Because, It's positively romantic and beautiful"

"Oh, really?"

"A-hum"

"Okay. I'll sing to you everyday for the rest of our lives if you say your not mad at me anymore"

"I'm not mad at you anymore"

"Thank you." I departed from his warm embrace and went to a shelf that held all my music.

"What are you doing, my dear?"

"Finding the right song for you to sing to me" He chuckled and walked over to help.