With disgust, Sora pealed off her all-to-clever disguise, exchanging it for a more comfortable, loose-fitting night shirt. She felt the smooth fabric drop just past her knees and took a deep breath, shaking off most of her weakness.

What was wrong with her! Lately these moments of panic and confusion crept up into her system and she felt herself searching for safety, most un-Jade like. And to top it all off, she lately felt like she was being watched, everywhere she went. Even when she was traveling through hyperspace there had been a tingling sensation in the back of her mind, like a presence…or something…

She shook her head and sat back down on the bed, trying to get a hold of herself. Get a grip Sora! She told herself. There is no one here that you need to worry about.

All of a sudden she heard her door receiver beep and the acceptance code was punched in, or was tried. Obviously this place had better security than she thought, for as she reached down to grab her blaster, a blaster shot was fired towards the outside of the door. She quietly reached down and pulled her discarded combat pants on, the whole time leaving one hand firmly on the blaster. The shots continued and she heard several bumps and curses muffled by the thickness of the door.

Sora was no fool, but she could tell that they were. Their plan was unplanned, uncoordinated and they had already run into some trouble trying to actually get to their bounty. Obviously new to the job…Sora thought dryly.

Another blast sounded, louder this time and Sora felt the building shake and a small pile of debris drop from her ceiling. Yah, getting out now, would be good…

Glancing around to get a grip of her surrounding, she found two options for escape: Either charge back into the main room like a crazy woman, hoping that these bounty hunters were as dumb as they sounded, or go out the window. Figuring that the earlier option didn't support much in the way of sanity, she stood up and crept for the window. She stopped short as she saw the drop that came from it. This wasn't by far one of the highest buildings in Courasaunt, but it was pretty far up on the highness scale. About 100 floors at least.

"Ohh boy…" Sora clenched her eyes and mouth shut as she pushed the window open, praying that the door would hold long enough for her to figure out where she could go. Unexpectedly, a large thermal detonator went off near her door and threw her out of the window, flailing hopelessly in the sunset of the dying day of Courasaunt. There were no more tricks left up her sleeve and all she could do now was silently call and hope that by some miracle, that someone could save her..

HELP! Obi-Wan was jolted out of his meditation in the Jedi gardens and the call was so sudden that his body jerked down to the ground and he tasted the bitter grass in his mouth. Spewing out a few strands his danger sense went off again and he rushed to his feet, not knowing where he was running, but confident that the force would guide his path.

He dodged in and out of buildings and people, al along the dimly lit streets of the middle levels of Courasaunt. The cry for help was echoing in his mind and he felt sweat beads gather on his forehead as he realized that he might not be able to make it.

All of a sudden he stopped outside of a run down hotel, littered with muggers and crooks at every corner. He hadn't realized how far he had run and he gasped for breath as he looked around, searching for the tingling danger sense. Without warning, the cry came again into his mind, this time more urgent and louder. But he still couldn't seem to find any sign of danger. He flicked his gaze towards a few of the street dwellers and robbers and with a flick of his wrist, turned their attention to something else.

All of a sudden a large explosion was heard in the hotel behind him and Obi-Wan whipped around, his lightsaber activated in his hands. He searched the sky for movement and he finally saw it. It was a woman. She was falling from one of the higher levels of the hotel and all Obi-Wan could sense about her was the desperate cry for help that he had been feeling for the past few minutes. Not thinking twice, He shut his lightsaber down and called upon the power of the force, just as the young woman landed in his arms.

Obi-Wan was taken aback when he looked into her face. She was the woman of his dreams…but she looked a little older. She was perhaps in her early thirties while the woman from his dream had been a few years younger than that. But there was no mistaking her eyes. And as she looked up towards him, he felt the surprise of being rescued radiating off her through her Jade eyes.

"Are you okay?" He asked calmly as he finally set her down. She struggled with great strength to get out of his grasp quicker. A flicker of annoyance crossed her face and she straightened her oversized shirt and combed her hair back with her hands. When she finally looked back at him, he saw quite a bit of annoyance still lingering in her eyes with a flash of resentment.

"Thank you…I guess," It was obvious that she hadn't thought that she was going to live through that. But she still never smiled as he studied her. Their eyes locked for a moment and Obi-Wan felt a surge of power run through him. She must have felt something as well because her head jerked back, but she did not break eye contact. The moment was finally broken when a voice yelled from above. "Jade! You can't run forever!" The woman's eyes flashed towards him for one split second before she bolted off down the street, towards the location of the Jedi temple. Obi-Wan hesitated for only a second before he too ran in the same direction. She was not getting away that easily…

Sora's breath became heavier as she struggled to continue running at top speed. She estimated that it had been 10 minutes since she had bolted away from the Jedi, but she couldn't really know for sure.

The Jedi…he was another matter entirely. Sora could tell he was a Jedi by the obvious lightsaber hanging from his belt and the way he used his powers to slow her decent. She wasn't stupid; she knew that that was how they worked, going around saving people and stuff. But she still couldn't understand how he had known to save her, or how he had been at just the right place, at just the right time, or even worse, why he affected her so deeply. She felt the shiver run down her spine when she looked into his eyes and she, for a moment, basked in the closeness of his touch when he caught her…

There it was again! That fleeting moment when she became vulnerable! She had to get a grip of herself, he was only some guy!

She finally concentrated on running enough to realize that she needed to stop. The closest safe haven was the Jedi temple and whether she liked it or not, that was where she had to go. Willing her body to run the last few seconds, she reached the door and pulled it open, letting it slam behind her. Her hands stayed pushed against the closed door for a fraction of a second before she felt her legs give out from under her and she collapsed on the floor, finally glad to have stopped running. Almost 1 minute later, the door was pushed forcefully open and Sora was thrown down to the floor, even more exhausted than she was when she sat down. The Jedi that had saved her walked in and for a moment he didn't notice her. But his eyes flickered down towards her before he jumped back in surprise.

"Are you okay?" She was surprised to notice that there wasn't any flicker of annoyance in his eyes, or even anger. It was almost a hundred percent concern.

Sora wasn't used to being treated so kindly and the notion made her speechless for a moment before she answered. "I…I'm alright…" Sora mentally hit herself for being so stupid. She usually had more control over herself when she was confronted by a pretty face. He moved towards her, as if to help her stand and Sora involuntarily cringed away from his hands. Why was he being so nice to her?

"Come on, I can help you. That was quite a fall you took," he seemed to have noticed her cringe and he was obviously trying to make the situation more comfortable for her, though she could see by his body language that he was not any more comfortable that she was. Hesitantly she reached out her hand and he pulled her to his feet. Their eyes automatically locked when they came face to face and it became a little too spooky for Sora as she overcame her sudden urge to collapse in his arms, crying. She was not about to embarrass herself that much.

He finally spoke, breaking the still silence. "My name is Obi-Wan Kenobi, Jedi Master."

Sora felt her insides twist and her brain explode. Out of all the Jedi that could have saved her, out of all the Jedi that she could fall for. It had to be Obi-Wan Kenobi, the one she had been taught to hate. She tore her gaze from his eyes and took three well defined steps before she saw the world go black around her and her eyes dimmed…