Title: Analogy of Conviction

Author: Anaika Skywalker

Author's Email: lindsay30@austarnet.com.au

Rating: G for now, later chapter will reach R NC-17.

Disclaimer: It all belongs to George Lucas, I just like to play in his universe once and a while. However Anaika is my creation.

Chapter Two: A Walk With Thee.

The Jedi Temple: Coruscant.

Rolling onto her back Anaika stared at the ceiling. They'd been in this reality for a month and the investigation was still going on. The search of their ship had lead to a dead end. They'd even traveled to Alderaan and then returned on the same co-ordinance. A thirty-two hour round trip that had proven fruitless. The anomaly hadn't reappeared; it was as if it had disappeared for good.

Giving up on sleeping Anaika got up padding out of her room into the sitting area. She wore only a sleeping shift and briefs, which for her was more then she usually wore to bed when at the Temple.

*What's wrong Padawan?* he asked her through the Force.

*Sorry, Master, I couldn't sleep.*

*Try harder. If that fails, meditate.* was his only advice.

She chuckled to herself. *Yes Master.* She returned to her room and lay down once more. Sleep still wouldn't come no matter how hard she tried. As for meditating, for some reason she couldn't calm her mind. Sensing her Master was asleep Anaika got up and dressed. Hooking her lightsaber to her belt she left the apartment, pulling her robe around her as she moved quietly down the hallway.

Anaika hadn't been the only one unable to sleep though; Obi-Wan had been tossing and turning most of the night. Getting up he checked on his apprentice finding Anakin sound asleep. Which meant he wasn't the reason for his sleeplessness. Returning to his room he dressed and left the apartment. He had a feeling it was Anaika the Force was leading him to. Catching up with her moments later.

"Good evening, Padawan Skywalker?" he greeted falling into step beside her.

"Good evening Master Kenobi."

"So why the midnight stroll?"

"I couldn't sleep," she admitted sheepishly. "You?"

"I've been sensing your restlessness all evening," he answered. "At first I thought it was Anakin, but he's sound asleep."

"Sorry. I guess since Master Qui-Gon and I have been here, Anakin and I have developed a link." she explained. "Which would account for your ability to sense me so easily."

"Well he is your twin in your reality." Obi-Wan stated. He let Anaika guided their destination, the Room of a Thousand Fountains.

"This has always been my favorite place in the Temple," announced Anaika. Then smiled at one particular memory.

Obi-Wan saw her expression. "Good memories?"

They sat together on a bench near a waterfall.

"Master Qui-Gon brought me here to give me the 'talk'. He calmly explained things to me and answered all my questions," she revealed, chuckling softly. "I remember feeling very uncomfortable and he sat there cool and calm."

Despite himself, Obi-Wan laughed. "I remember the 'talk'. Though I expect the one I got was a little different," he mused. "I remember Anakin felt just as uncomfortable."

They both laughed quietly.

Anaika felt as comfortable with Obi-Wan as she did with her own Master. She'd been just as effected by Master Kenobi's death in her reality as her brother. Only Qui-Gon's love had brought her out of her despaired.

"You miss your reality, don't you?" Obi-Wan stated the obvious.

"We left so much behind there, but we have so much here," she said, realizing it. "And perhaps it was our path, to be here."'

"There's more though. Isn't there?" he asked.

Anaika nodded. "In my reality when Master Kenobi died, I felt I'd lost a part of myself. Just as Anakin did."

"You were in love with him," he guessed, realizing it.

She nodded again. "Master Qui-Gon said it was because of my twin link with Anakin, but it wasn't. I never felt the same way with my brothers new Master." she sighed, smiling sadly. "It was just a crush anyway."

Obi-Wan could see it wasn't. "Come on, Ani. I'll walk you back." He stood and helped her up, finding himself staring into her blue eyes. They were soft eyes, full of empathy. The type a man could look at for hours and never grow tried of.

Anaika reached up and attentively ran a finger over his bearded jaw. He had the same musky male sent as her Master, the one she'd fallen in love with. As if she were living a dream, she ran her fingers down his neck to his chest as she rose on her toes. The first kiss was a gently taste of her sweetness. The second parted them as he crushed her to him. She kissed him with as much eagerness as he kissed her. His tongue explored her mouth, sending shivers of anticipation down her body.

Anaika moaned, pulling away flushed. Her eyes wide with overwhelmed desire. "Master Kenobi, I'm sorry." she said hurriedly, then ran from the room.

Obi-Wan went after her. "Ani wait, please." by the time he got outside, she was gone. He returned to his apartment relieved to find Anakin was still asleep. He also sensed Anaika was back in her own apartment. Sighing he returned to bed, concerned about what had just happened. It was going to be a long night.