Chapter VII: Meeting of Old Friends

Bail Organa, Viceroy of Alderaan, and friend of the Jedi, more specifically, Obi-Wan Kenobi. His quarters were as luxurious as the clothing he wore. Similar in color, the room was circular with a domed top, it being filled with paintings dating back to the beginning of the Republic. Of either other Viceroy's or other famous Alderaanians. At the East Side of the room, was Organa's desk, behind it being a Nubian-styled duel door. The glass door overlooked the vast Capital City as well as the ocean. And because of its location, if caught at the right time, the sunrise catching the glass would illuminate the room with great splendor.

Inside Organa's quarters were Luminara Undulli and Obi-Wan Kenobi, both taking respective turns on telling the Viceroy of the death of Senator Farr's aide, as well as, the possibility of there being a Dark Jedi or Sith roaming the streets of Alderaan.

Whether it was Organa's natural born cool demeanor, or his vast political training, but neither Obi-Wan or Luminara could physically see any change of the Viceroy's face. However, that did not mean they did not feel Bail's apprehension and anxiety through the Force.

"This is indeed disturbing news," Organa said softly, rubbing his goatee. "And your plan does have marret, but I am afraid Senator Farr will need more information and look into it in greater detail. He is no fool."

"Do not fear Viceroy," spoke Luminara. "Obi-Wan and I will handle the Senator. He will not suspect anything until it is time the truth be told."

"I respect your judgment Master Jedi," began Organa, leaning back in his large seat. "And shall go along with your plan. I understand why you are doing what you are doing, and will try to assist you in any way I can. But if I may ask Your Graces something?" Bail received the nod from the two sitting Jedi. "What about the Supreme Chancellor and the Jedi Council?"

"We too have contemplated this amongst ourselves," started Obi-Wan. "And we both decided to tell the Council and the Supreme Chancellor when this whole thing subsides. The whole purpose is to keep this secret, so as little people know about one: our presence and two: that there is a Dark Sider on Alderaan."

"Won't Master Yoda and the rest of the Council be upset that you have kept this a secret from them?" asked Organa.

"Do not worry, Master Yoda and Master Windu will know of our situation. Whether we want them to or not, to be frank. But Jedi Dactari will report in with the two and tell them of our current situation. He has experience in doing so."

Bail nodded to Obi-Wan's commentary, privately thanking the Galaxy that he was not a Jedi, and did not have to deal with the hardships his friends had. Of course, he was a politician, and one had to wonder: was that any better?

"Thank you for your time Viceroy, but Obi-Wan and myself must get back."

"No Your Graces, thank you for informing me on the situation."

"We will keep you informed," spoke Obi-Wan after both had bowed in respect to the Viceroy, a traditional way of leaving one of high stature. The Viceroy returned the show of respect with him too standing then giving a formal bow.



Obi-Wan and Luminara took the long way back to their quarters, for two reasons. One being that they did not want to arouse suspicion in the Court, the other a more personal reasons. The two for a long time had enjoyed one another's company, whether it is on a mission or in the Temple, their relationship had certainly become close.

Others in the Temple speculated that the two were more than friends were, but whenever confronted with this notion, both Luminara and Obi-Wan dismissed it as childish. After all, Jedi had more important matters to attend to; rather than appeasing his their emotions, especially love.

"How is it, that whenever we are on mission together, we always are given more than we bargained for?" asked Obi-Wan, as they walked past the moonlit gardens.

"Because it is our job as Jedi."

"It was a joke Luminara."

"I know," she sighed, her large ocean colored orbs locking onto a beautiful white rose before her. "But in the past few years, I have had less and less to laugh at. Ever since I lost Bariss, my life has gone down hill."

"I can only imagine what it must be like to lose your Padawan," spoke Obi-Wan softly, placing a comforting hand on her shoulder.

"No you can't!" she snapped raising her gaze to meet Obi-Wan's, but quickly lowered it again, realizing that Obi-Wan was just trying to help. "I am sorry Obi-Wan, you didn't deserve that."

"It is quite alright," Obi-Wan dismissed, giving her a warm smile. "But I just want to let you know that you have a friend."

"I know Obi-Wan. You have been there for me more than anyone else has since I lost Bariss. And I am truly grateful, believe me, I am truly grateful. But Bariss was more than a Padawan to me. She was like a sister, a daughter, and in some ways, a mother. She knew and understood me better than anyone before, I miss her so much." She stopped there, before she let more of her emotions show, but it had already started. Obi-Wan did notice a small tear run down that beautiful golden face.

Taking Luminara in a sweet embrace, he held her softly, whispering words of confidence in her ear. Obi-Wan had really never came to face with his feelings for the humanoid Jedi Knight, and both his instincts, and the Force seemed to be telling him to face them.

Therefore, underneath a full moon, beside a glowing pond, and beautiful garden, Obi-Wan and Lumiara shared their first intimate kiss.