Defining Us"
by obi's girl

Chapter 5, Post 1

"I really wish we could go to Naboo... I miss Naboo," Sabé said. She was lying in Ben's arms in the middle of the ruins, under a tree. It was late, they both knew that, but neither of them moved or made an attempt to leave. "After the first attempt, my handmaidens were worried there would be another so they packed my things that night and we left. I didn't even have a say if I wanted to stay or go."

Obi-Wan kissed her shoulder, "I'm sure they knew that you didn't want to leave,"

Sabé nodded and frowned, turning to him, "That's not it. I never had the chance to say goodbye, no note or anything, I just left. They are my family and I just left. I couldn't stay with my sisters another night to see if they were going to be okay... I must have seemed so heartless to them."

"I'm sure they understood why you had to leave; you didn't want to risk their lives, Sabé. They're your family. If you had stayed, something worse could have happened to them and then what? You did the right thing, they know that," he kissed her nose and smiled, I promise, when all of this is over, we'll go back there and you can be there for them," Ben said and smiled suddenly, pulling her towards him, "as man and wife."

"If we ever get there," Sabé said and rolled her eyes, "I'm sorry Ben, but I still have my doubts. What if the Council says 'no' to us?"

Ben silenced her with a kiss, Don't worry about it, love, Ill take care of everything. I wont let the Council take you away from me, he said, Trust in the Force, I do. I believe so strongly we're meant to be together, Sabé. I know everything will work out for us... Sabé, I want to spend the rest of my life with you, loving you, he paused and kissed her cheek, "If they say 'no', I'll fight them. I love you and I know this is where I'm supposed to be, in your arms, loving you,"

Sabé smiled, tracing her finger along his jaw line, You're a hopeless romantic, you know that Obi-Wan Kenobi? Not that I mind that; I love it.

He shrugged, I'm not a romantic, Sabé; I'm just a man in love, a man so deeply in love with a woman who is going to be my wife and is already my soul mate, he whispered and kissed her, this time passionately, bracing her shoulders.

"My knight," Sabé whispered, "This, this love, it feels like I'm in heaven, being here with youI know I belong here with you, Ben, she sighed and wrapped her arms around his chest, Always with you,

~~

Chapter 5, Post 2

"How long have they been gone?" a voice asked Naja from behind. The handmaiden glanced at the mirror as she relaxed in Sabé's office on Coruscant. Sabé's office but for a long time, it should have hers, long before Sabé ever became Ambassador. Nine were chosen, nine gifted girls to be handmaidens to Queen Amidala.

Naja wanted Sabé's spot for many reasons, her family was poor and the payment she would receive every month would go to them. And she had trained years to be the Queen's bodyguard, her shadow. Still, in the end, Naja wasn't picked. It sickened her still; it pained her to go to her family and tell them she didn't get the spot. So instead of returning home, Naja vanished from the public's eye. She was embarrassed to even try out for another position because she saw herself as an outcast.

She still was an outcast but all of that was going to change. Two years ago, she was approached by a Sith Lord, Darth Sidious. She was terrified at first to meet him but then he offered her to gain back the life she was meant to have. She found the offer incredible but she accepted anyway, because more than anything, besides the life she had wanted for years, she wanted revenge too.

"They're still on Alderaan, m'lord," she said, enjoying Sabé's chair as well as the perfect view of the Jedi Temple, "A Jedi Master has been assigned to her by Senator Amidala to act as her bodyguard."

"Why didn't you go with her? Why the Jedi?" Sidious asked.

Naja shrugged, "It doesn't matter. I'll find a way to separate them, so he won't be a problem...I think his name was Kenobi something."

"Obi-Wan Kenobi," Sidious corrected, "If he's alone with her on Alderaan, then that means his apprentice is alone at the Temple, vulnerable,"

She gave a 'hmm' and turned to him finally. "What interest do you have in Skywalker? He's just a boy, no one important,"

Sidious smiled, "He's very important, my dear Naja. Very important. The Chosen One, the one to bring balance the Force."

"Whatever," she said, waving her hand with dismissal. "Leave me to take care of the Ambassador, m'lord and then you can do whatever you want with the Jedi."

~~

M'lord, m'lady, Layla cried, calling Cora from the kitchen as Obi-Wan and Sabé returned from their supposed short walk. They were only supposed to be out for a two hours but that changed to a total of five hours instead. Layla had started to worry something had happened to them. An hour before they arrived, she decided if they didn't arrive in a half an hour, she'd look for them herself.

"I'm sorry Layla if we stayed out too late," Sabé said, glancing at Obi-Wan, "The ruins were beautiful though..."

Layla mumbled something and then started to shove Sabé towards her room; Obi-Wan himself started in that direction too but Layla stopped him, blocking his way, "She was safe?" she asked him.

"Sabé's fine, Layla. We were safe, you don't have to worry, handmaiden,"

Layla smiled a little, "I was worried about her this morning; she seemed sad about something,"

"All is well now, Layla," he said and grinned, "You've no need to worry,"

She snorted as Obi-Wan started down the hall, "So, you two worked things out then? You're not fighting anymore?" he stopped abruptly and turned to her as Layla smiled coyly, "Handmaidens do listen, Knight Kenobi. We know what happens, we may not say anything about it but we know."

Obi-Wan cleared his throat, blushed a little, then turned and continued to Sabé's room.

~~

Chapter 5, Post 3

Cora nodded to Sabé as she took away some dishes into the kitchen to be cleaned; Obi-Wan glanced at Layla as she stood waiting for Sabé to call her if there was anything else they needed. Layla smirked a little as she walked towards them but Sabé didn't seem to notice. "Is there anything else you require m'lady?" she asked.

Sabé smiled, "No, thank you Layla but I would like to go out again tomorrow with Knight Kenobi, if it's possible," She knew Layla was still angry with her about staying out but she didn't show it.

"Where would you like to go, m'lady?"

"Town," she said, "If you disagree, we'll stay in tomorrow," Layla smiled; it sounded as if Sabé was asking her mother/caretaker if she go out and play with her friends.

Layla tilted her head to one side, "Try not to stay out too late this time, m'lady," she said and bowed to the both of them before taking her leave.

Sabé sighed and smiled, "I thought she was going to restrict me to the grounds," she said and laughed, "Would you like to go to town tomorrow?"

"I like it... to town, you mean wandering around the Capital, right?"

"The town I'm talking is downtown actually, miles away from the capital. It's more like the industrial district, the nightlife," she grinned, "Exploring the different clubs and bars, partying..."

Obi-Wan frowned and crossed his arms, "Night clubs? Sabé, I'm not so sure that's a good idea... if we had come back two hours later tonight, Layla probably wouldn't even allow us to leave and go out clubbing."

Sabé pouted, "Come on Ben! It'll be fun and besides, we're not teenagers anymore so we won't be carded."

"I honestly cannot believe I am having this conversation with you, Sabé Maberrie," he retorted, "This is just really crazy; if Layla or Cora ever find out, they'll lock us in our rooms and forbid us to ever leave!"

Sabé made a michevious sort of face. "What happened to the wild Obi-Wan you told me about?"

"I don't have a wild side, Sabé! I was flirting you with, I lied."

Sabé snorted and smirked, "Then maybe I should reawaken your wild side," she stood up, walking to his chair and sat in his lap, resting her arms around his neck, "Ben, please come with me... we won't stay out late, I promise!"

"I still don't like the idea," he said, "I'll go with you but what are we going to tell Layla if she asks where we went?"

Sabé smiled and kissed his cheek, "Dancing."

"Dancing?"

"Dancing." she repeated.

~~

Chapter 5, Post 4

A/N: The Obi-Wan in this chapter is inspired by Curt Wilde from Velvet Goldmine

"Are you almost ready?" Sabé asked Obi-Wan, the next night as she waited for him in his room as he dressed for their little trip downtown. Sabé had already dressed, wearing a light dark leather dress underneath her lightly tanned brown gown. It was still very light out but Sabé figured it would be better to leave earlier than the proposed time so at least they would have time to go around and explore. "Ready yet?" she asked again.

"I'm not coming out," Obi-Wan said bluntly, "I look ridiculous, Sabé!"

She laughed to herself and then calmed down, clearing her throat, "I'll be the judge, Ben. Come on, come out! I want to see you,"

The Jedi grumbled to himself before stepping out from the dresser. Sabé blinked her eyes, laughed to herself as she stared Obi-Wan, or at least a punk-rock version of him - tight leather pants and a slashed white shirt with open leaves, which showed off his muscles very well.

"Your hair doesn't look right," Sabé said solemnly before turning and looking through a dresser drawer for some moose and a comb.

Obi-Wan huffed, crossing his arms at first and then uncrossing them, "Sabé, do I have to dress like this? I mean, why can't I wear my own robes?"

"Because we're going to a night club and don't think that's something Jedi do every day," she said and grabbed a bottle of moose. "Come here, I'll work on your hair,"

Obi-Wan instinctively backed away and raised an eyebrow, "Hair? What do you mean 'work on my hair'? What's wrong with my hair?"

She shrugged, "Your hair is fine...I'm just going to give it a little more edge than it normally does. Your whole facade is almost complete, you just need to work on the hair."

"What are you going to do to it?"

"Obi-Wan Kenobi, stop being such a big baby! It's just hair; it'll grow back. Now, come here and sit down!" Sabé cried, showing off the chair. Obi-Wan breathed hard as he walked silently to the chair and sat down quickly. "This will only take a minute," she said and rubbed her hands together, touching her fingers to his scalp.

Sabé stood there silently, molding and playing with her lover's hair. Obi-Wan wasn't too thrilled and was more worried what he would end up looking like by the time she was finished.

Finally, Sabé was done. He blinked once before opening his eyes and looking at himself in the mirror. It actually wasn't too bad; all she really did was mess it up a little so it didn't look so neat. "It looks good," he said simply.

Sabé laughed and rolled her eyes, grabbing his Jedi cloak from the bed and threw it at him, "Meet me in the front," she said and left the room.

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