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Chapter 5
It has been a week since Guinevere entered the Jedi Temple and spun her tall tale that she had practiced with Tong-Gam. The lies flowed from her lips so expertly that the Jedi had no cause to not believe her. Besides, the Jedi were a sympathetic and hopeful bunch and they really wanted to believe that a woman who had such a rough life and had gotten involved with the forever loathed Sith, could turn her life around.
Of course, they questioned her until she thought she was going to have a nervous breakdown. It was extremely intimidating standing in front of the Council, pleading her fabricated case. Being around all of the other Jedi was actually really intimidating too, not just the Council. It was uncomfortable being in the same room with the very Jedi whom she tried to convert. She felt kind of sleazy. Although they didn't say anything negative to her and they all treated her kindly, she still felt out of place and she felt cheap for the things that she had done in the past.
Past? What past? She was still doing those things. She had to remember that the whole reason for being at the Temple was to get Obi-Wan to fall deeper in love with her and then ultimately get him to turn to the dark side. It would be an extremely difficult task because he was so strong-headed and very dedicated to the Jedi order. She had to succeed though because if she would fail, it would mean her death.
Since she has been at the Temple, she has only seen Obi-Wan twice. The night she came there, after Obi-Wan had spoken to the Council, he walked her to a room where she could stay for the night. The next morning, he brought her down to see the Council and was there in the room while she was being questioned. After the Council granted her permission to stay, he walked her back to her room, gave her some credits and told her to buy some things that she would need for her stay. He didn't go with her to the market, however. He had Plenko accompany her and Plenko was also her constant companion. She had a feeling that the Council didn't trust her by herself, which she couldn't blame them, so they stuck Plenko on her. She was her sort of babysitter, although she really didn't mind because Plenko was very nice. That day, she did go to the market and she bought some clothing and toiletries and made herself at home at the Temple.
That was the last she seen of Obi-Wan. She had kept tabs on him and every time she inquired about him, Plenko would inform her that he was out on a mission. The Council sure did keep him busy, which meant that he really was a great Jedi and she now knew why the Emperor wanted him so bad. Today, however, she had seen him through her terrace view. She was standing out on the terrace, overlooking the beautiful sky when she seen a ship land and she noticed Obi-Wan as one of the passengers that had gotten off. She assumed that he had just returned from a mission. She wanted to wait a few days so he could get settled and relax, but with the way he travels, she decided to see him later today just incase he had plans of shoving off again.
Guinevere quickly got a shower and dressed in a sexy, but classy black, sheer outfit and made her way to Obi-Wan's room. Before she could ring the bell to his room, he opened it and greeted her.
"Hello, Guinevere. How are you?"
"Oh, hi. You startled me a bit by opening the door like that. I'm fine. You?"
"I'm good and I apologize for scaring you. I just felt your presence and I figured I would open the door so you wouldn't waste your energy by ringing the bell."
"How sweet. Thanks."
"Come in."
"Okay."
As Guinevere entered the room, hope came creeping into her heart. He had sensed her and he wanted to see her so bad that he opened the door quickly to greet her. Had he wanted to see her that bad? That's what she thought at least. She remembered to quiet her thoughts though because at any moment, this Jedi could become noisy and start to read them.
"So, what brings you to my quarters?" Obi-Wan asked.
Guinevere turned at the sound of his voice and smiled, "Nothing really. I just wanted to thank you again for your help, but every time I want to talk to you, you're always gone."
He chuckled and said, "Yes, I do apologize. I'm a very busy person. There is always plenty to do when you are a Jedi."
"Yes, I suppose so. "
"Would you like something to drink or eat?"
"Just drink please."
"What would you like?"
"Whatever."
Obi-Wan went to the kitchen and was back within a minute. He handed her a glass of cold water and said, "Is water good?"
"Oh yes, water is great. Thanks."
"Well, why don't you sit down and we can chat?"
"I'm not holding you up or anything, am I? Do you not have work to do?"
"Oh, I always have work to do, but I don't need to do it right this instance. I can chat for a bit."
"Okay, good."
Guinevere sat on his couch and Obi-Wan sat next to her. After a moment of an uncomfortable silence, Guinevere decided to get the ball rolling.
"So, what have your missions been like?"
Obi-Wan's eyes darted up and Guinevere could see a change in expression, but Obi-Wan quickly recovered and said, "Well, uh, I really can't discuss that."
"Oh, okay. Just Jedi business, right, so you can't talk to anyone else about it?"
Obi-Wan let out a loud sigh and said, "Listen, I'm really not supposed to tell you this, but the Council has instructed me not to inform you of any Jedi business, just incase."
"Just incase of what?"
"Just incase you are still working with the Sith and that the real reason you are here is to get information for them."
Guinevere laughed and said, "Master Kenobi, I am so not working for the Sith. That is silly."
Obi-Wan smiled and said, "Honestly, I think it's silly too. I believe you, I truly do and I'm sorry that is how they feel, but that is how it is and I cannot break the rules."
Guinevere, sensing that she had somehow gotten Obi-Wan to trust her completely and gotten him to believe in her, reached over and placed a hand on his and said, "I understand, Master Kenobi. I wouldn't want you to break the rules either. I can also understand why the Council is nervous about my presence here, but I do appreciate your trust."
Obi-Wan smiled and said, "I've always thought of you as a nice person, a good person, but you just had a crummy job. I am also very happy that you finally decided to get away from all of that and are now on the road to a new, exciting life and I really wish you luck."
"Thanks, but I feel like I'll never be able to lead a normal life. I will always live in constant fear of the Sith."
Obi-Wan placed his hand over hers and gave it a small squeeze. "I can understand that you're scared, but I promise you that as long as I'm still breathing, I won't allow the Sith, or anyone else for that matter, to ever hurt you." He then took her hand and placed a small kiss on the back of it.
Guinevere smiled and said, "Thank you, Master Kenobi. It's good to know someone cares about me."
Obi-Wan looked Guinevere into the eyes and said, "I do care for you, Guinevere. More than you probably know or will ever know. And please, call me Obi-Wan."
Guinevere smiled again. She knew she was getting through and that her mission was now on a smooth flight straight through part 2 of her plan and onto part 3.
Chapter 5
It has been a week since Guinevere entered the Jedi Temple and spun her tall tale that she had practiced with Tong-Gam. The lies flowed from her lips so expertly that the Jedi had no cause to not believe her. Besides, the Jedi were a sympathetic and hopeful bunch and they really wanted to believe that a woman who had such a rough life and had gotten involved with the forever loathed Sith, could turn her life around.
Of course, they questioned her until she thought she was going to have a nervous breakdown. It was extremely intimidating standing in front of the Council, pleading her fabricated case. Being around all of the other Jedi was actually really intimidating too, not just the Council. It was uncomfortable being in the same room with the very Jedi whom she tried to convert. She felt kind of sleazy. Although they didn't say anything negative to her and they all treated her kindly, she still felt out of place and she felt cheap for the things that she had done in the past.
Past? What past? She was still doing those things. She had to remember that the whole reason for being at the Temple was to get Obi-Wan to fall deeper in love with her and then ultimately get him to turn to the dark side. It would be an extremely difficult task because he was so strong-headed and very dedicated to the Jedi order. She had to succeed though because if she would fail, it would mean her death.
Since she has been at the Temple, she has only seen Obi-Wan twice. The night she came there, after Obi-Wan had spoken to the Council, he walked her to a room where she could stay for the night. The next morning, he brought her down to see the Council and was there in the room while she was being questioned. After the Council granted her permission to stay, he walked her back to her room, gave her some credits and told her to buy some things that she would need for her stay. He didn't go with her to the market, however. He had Plenko accompany her and Plenko was also her constant companion. She had a feeling that the Council didn't trust her by herself, which she couldn't blame them, so they stuck Plenko on her. She was her sort of babysitter, although she really didn't mind because Plenko was very nice. That day, she did go to the market and she bought some clothing and toiletries and made herself at home at the Temple.
That was the last she seen of Obi-Wan. She had kept tabs on him and every time she inquired about him, Plenko would inform her that he was out on a mission. The Council sure did keep him busy, which meant that he really was a great Jedi and she now knew why the Emperor wanted him so bad. Today, however, she had seen him through her terrace view. She was standing out on the terrace, overlooking the beautiful sky when she seen a ship land and she noticed Obi-Wan as one of the passengers that had gotten off. She assumed that he had just returned from a mission. She wanted to wait a few days so he could get settled and relax, but with the way he travels, she decided to see him later today just incase he had plans of shoving off again.
Guinevere quickly got a shower and dressed in a sexy, but classy black, sheer outfit and made her way to Obi-Wan's room. Before she could ring the bell to his room, he opened it and greeted her.
"Hello, Guinevere. How are you?"
"Oh, hi. You startled me a bit by opening the door like that. I'm fine. You?"
"I'm good and I apologize for scaring you. I just felt your presence and I figured I would open the door so you wouldn't waste your energy by ringing the bell."
"How sweet. Thanks."
"Come in."
"Okay."
As Guinevere entered the room, hope came creeping into her heart. He had sensed her and he wanted to see her so bad that he opened the door quickly to greet her. Had he wanted to see her that bad? That's what she thought at least. She remembered to quiet her thoughts though because at any moment, this Jedi could become noisy and start to read them.
"So, what brings you to my quarters?" Obi-Wan asked.
Guinevere turned at the sound of his voice and smiled, "Nothing really. I just wanted to thank you again for your help, but every time I want to talk to you, you're always gone."
He chuckled and said, "Yes, I do apologize. I'm a very busy person. There is always plenty to do when you are a Jedi."
"Yes, I suppose so. "
"Would you like something to drink or eat?"
"Just drink please."
"What would you like?"
"Whatever."
Obi-Wan went to the kitchen and was back within a minute. He handed her a glass of cold water and said, "Is water good?"
"Oh yes, water is great. Thanks."
"Well, why don't you sit down and we can chat?"
"I'm not holding you up or anything, am I? Do you not have work to do?"
"Oh, I always have work to do, but I don't need to do it right this instance. I can chat for a bit."
"Okay, good."
Guinevere sat on his couch and Obi-Wan sat next to her. After a moment of an uncomfortable silence, Guinevere decided to get the ball rolling.
"So, what have your missions been like?"
Obi-Wan's eyes darted up and Guinevere could see a change in expression, but Obi-Wan quickly recovered and said, "Well, uh, I really can't discuss that."
"Oh, okay. Just Jedi business, right, so you can't talk to anyone else about it?"
Obi-Wan let out a loud sigh and said, "Listen, I'm really not supposed to tell you this, but the Council has instructed me not to inform you of any Jedi business, just incase."
"Just incase of what?"
"Just incase you are still working with the Sith and that the real reason you are here is to get information for them."
Guinevere laughed and said, "Master Kenobi, I am so not working for the Sith. That is silly."
Obi-Wan smiled and said, "Honestly, I think it's silly too. I believe you, I truly do and I'm sorry that is how they feel, but that is how it is and I cannot break the rules."
Guinevere, sensing that she had somehow gotten Obi-Wan to trust her completely and gotten him to believe in her, reached over and placed a hand on his and said, "I understand, Master Kenobi. I wouldn't want you to break the rules either. I can also understand why the Council is nervous about my presence here, but I do appreciate your trust."
Obi-Wan smiled and said, "I've always thought of you as a nice person, a good person, but you just had a crummy job. I am also very happy that you finally decided to get away from all of that and are now on the road to a new, exciting life and I really wish you luck."
"Thanks, but I feel like I'll never be able to lead a normal life. I will always live in constant fear of the Sith."
Obi-Wan placed his hand over hers and gave it a small squeeze. "I can understand that you're scared, but I promise you that as long as I'm still breathing, I won't allow the Sith, or anyone else for that matter, to ever hurt you." He then took her hand and placed a small kiss on the back of it.
Guinevere smiled and said, "Thank you, Master Kenobi. It's good to know someone cares about me."
Obi-Wan looked Guinevere into the eyes and said, "I do care for you, Guinevere. More than you probably know or will ever know. And please, call me Obi-Wan."
Guinevere smiled again. She knew she was getting through and that her mission was now on a smooth flight straight through part 2 of her plan and onto part 3.