Title: Purge

Author: ewan's girl

Chapter II:

Obi Wan made his way silently out of the palace and headed for the gates when he felt a presence following him. He stopped and listened to the force. He sensed the presence catching up to him. He unhitched his light saber and quickly turned to face whoever was following him, but came face to face with nothing.

'Maybe all this running is starting to make me go crazy.' He thought to himself as he put his saber back on his belt. He turned back towards the gates and was almost startled by the presence of Siri Tachi who was dressed only in one of his dark brown ratted cloaks.

"You're losing your edge Kenobi." She stated as she put her hair behind her ears.

"Siri, it's freezing out here, go back inside." Obi Wan said when he noticed what she was wearing.

"Not without you." She rebutled.

Obi Wan shifted his weight uncomfortably and shook his head. "Go back to the house Siri."

The stubborn woman held her ground and looked at the survival pack flung over his shoulder.

"You're leaving us I see." She exclaimed, pointing to the pack.

"Siri I have too." He kept his gaze on the ground.

"So you were jut going to leave me, leave the Jedi, leave all of your responsibilities?"

He looked at her finally, She noticed the concern in his eyes. "It's because I have a responsibility to all of you that I must leave. I put everyone around me in more danger than is necessary."

Siri wouldn't let him win this conversation, she wouldn't let him give up. "Do you have any idea how stupid that sounds?"

"Vader can sense me whenever I am near, I know this because I can sense him as well." He avoided her eyes as he talked. "I thought that the training bond would have been shattered after all of this, but I guess I was wrong."

"Well, you've done a pretty good job of eluding him so far." Siri tried to convince him to stay.

"They raised the bounty on my head." He finally admitted.

"So what, we all have bounties on our..."

"1,000,000 Republic credits." He cut her off.

"Woa."

"Every bounty hunter in the galaxy will be looking for me, not to mention the entire Imperial army which already is on the lookout. That's why I have to go Siri."

Siri shook her head. "No. I don't care. Master Yoda has already gone into hiding, I can't lose you too."

"Go back to bed Siri." He commanded as he turned back to the gate.

"What about those kids in there? They need us." Siri argued.

"They are young, but they are capable, they will be fine." He turned to face her. "Besides, they have you for guidance."

Siri folded her arms across her chest. "And what about us?"

Obi Wan put down his survival pack and walked over to her and ran his hands through her long, blonde hair. She closed her eyes under his touch, she hated the power those strong, yet gentle hands held over her. He held her head in those hands and titled it up and he leaned in and kiss her passionately. She melted into him, his beard tickled her, but in such a good way.

Siri fought her desires, and shook her head. "You didn't answer my question."

Obi Wan looked at her with a seriousness that almost scared her. "I will always protect you." He exclaimed as he kissed her again. She finally gave into him. It had been many months since the couple felt safe enough to have a night of passion like this. She could feel concern emulating from him and being thrown into the force. She held him close to her to ensure he realized how much he meant to her. In the early morning hour, under a crisp blanket of fog the two Jedi masters made love and for the first time in three years they were able to release their fears and anxieties into the force and live completely in the moment.

Siri awoke a few hours later in the lavish bed she shared with Obi Wan, she was not surprised to find herself alone. She rolled over and drew the covers over her shoulders.

"Bastard." She muttered under her breath as she went back to sleep.

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A soft knock on his door awoke the last remaining Jedi council member from his meditation exercises. Yoda scanned through the force to make sure the presence at the door was friendly. He shook his head when he felt who had come. He opened the door and saw a soggy Obi Wan Kenobi crouching in the rain in front of him.

"Alone are you?" Yoda asked, and Obi Wan nodded.

Yoda let the younger Jedi inside he then gave him a small towel to dry himself off. Yoda watched as Obi Wan ran the wash cloth sized towel over his face and hair. He poked Obi Wan in the ribs with his gimmar stick.

"Too thin have you become." He scrutinized and Obi Wan rolled his eyes. "Not taking care of yourself you are."

"I'm sorry master, but I'm a little busy taking care of others right now." Obi Wan said snidely as he put the small towel on the floor.

"Always an excuse this one has." Yoda said out loud, but to no one imparticular.

Obi Wan sighed. Master yoda had this great way of making you feel smaller than him.

Yoda looked up at the sad eyes of his colleague. This promising Jedi had killed a sith, led an army and lost his apprentice to the dark side which brought the fall of the Republic all in the span of a decade. The small green master knew Obi Wan blamed himself for the events in the past three years, and Yoda hated to admit it, but in the midst of his own anger and sorrow he once blamed Obi Wan as well before he was able to release his negative thoughts forever into the force.

Yoda patted Obi Wan's knee with a clawed hand and hobbled into his kitchen. He returned with a small bowl and motioned for Obi Wan to take it.

"Eat you will, good food it is." Yoda motioned to the pot boiling over the fire.

Obi Wan knew he had no choice in this matter, he knew it had been his choice to come to master Yoda, he would have to put up with the odd requests off the small master. He took a small amount of the gruel out of the pot and put it in his bowl. He made a face as he took a bite.

"Good food yes?" Yoda asked, beaming with pride over his culinary masterpiece.

Obi Wan looked down at the mess in his bowl. "Well, it actually makes me miss Qui Gons cooking, which I never thought I would." Yoda huffed at the comment then the two friends laughed for the first time in a long time.

Yoda became very serious again. "Why have you come?" He finally asked Obi Wan.

"I need guidance master, I feel lost." He admitted.

"Turn to the force Obi Wan, help it will bring you." Yoda exclaimed while seating himself on a small stool beside Obi Wan.

"I think the force is punishing me master, it haunts me with visions and I hear voices and screams of ones long gone." Obi Wan put down the bowl and held his head in his hands.

Yoda nodded, he too had heard the voices and cries through the force. "hmmm. Not punishing you the force is, but teaching you I think." Obi Wan looked up at the wise Master. "Not listening are you."

"What is it trying to tell me master? I don't know what the force wants me to do."

"You will know, when you know." Yoda simply answered, and Obi Wan sighed. He had hoped to avoid Yoda's philosophies. "Clear you mind must be. Clear of fear, anger, sorrow." Obi Wan leaned his head against the wall and Yoda sighed. "Much work I sense we have yet to do."

*****

Padme kicked her leg out, connecting hard with the exercise bag in front of her. Sweat dripped down her forehead as she kicked again. She then jumped in the air, and kicked it again, almost causing the punching bag to crash to the floor.

"Good." Siri said, as she watched the ex senator's movements. "You've come a long way Amidala. I swear if you had the force, you would be unstoppable."

Padme grabbed a towel off the bench and dried off the sweat on her face and neck. "Well, I have you to thank…master." She smiled, and Siri chuckled.

Siri then took a stance in front of the exercise bag and began to warm up by kicking it. She then felt weary and extremely nauscious. She held her stomach and groaned. Padme looked at her, worried.

"Siri? Are you alright?" She asked, walking towards her.

"Yes, I'm just not feeling my best this morning." Siri tried to hide her discomfort. Padme didn't mention that Siri had been not feeling good in the morning for several weeks now.

"You should go to the healers, they probably have something that would help you feel better." Padme coaxed.

Siri simply nodded and walked past Padme. "I think I should rest, can we continue this tomorrow?"

"Of course." Padme smiled as Siri walked out the door, clutching her midsection. Padme then walked out of the gym and towards a set of steel double doors. Through the doors she found the Alderaan security team watching several screens. She smiled when she finally found who she was looking for.

"Captain Typho!" She called out to her own head of security.

"M'lady?" The man who had watched over her for years now was curious to see her.

"Any word yet from master Kenobi?" Padme asked, hopeful.

"No m'lady." He answered.

Padme slumped into one of the chairs in front of a security screen. "It's been two months, and still no word." She couldn't hide the look of disappointment on her face.

"I'm sorry m'lady."

"I can't believe that he would just abandon them, abandon her." Padme shook her head.

"Is it that? Or that you can't believe he would just abandon you?" Typho asked, knowing how much Kenobi meant to the Senator.

Padme gave a look to the captain that showed him that he had hit the mark. "No, that is not the reason." Typho smiled.

Suddenly their conversation was interrupted by one of the security guards. "Senator, his majesty Bail Organa has brought word that the rebel team sent out to locate the Imperial activity on your home planet has failed."

Padme grew worried. "Were they captured?" She asked.

"No, none of them survived." The guard answered, lowering his head.

Padme suddenly felt extremely bad, because the team sent were two master/padawan jedi teams. "They were executed when they wouldn't give away any information on the whereabouts of the rebels, or the other Jedi."

Padme closed her eyes and turned her back to Typho and the guard. She stared blankly at the screen in front of her. "Ben, where are you?" She muttered under her breath.