Title: Strength over fear
Author: ewan's girl
*Author's note: Hello to all, I'm back! I don't have a computer of my own so I type the chapters at work, so if they don't come quite as fast as usual, that's why. Thank you to all who are still reading this story, I love the reviews. Ok folks some dark things are coming up in these next several chapters so please be ready. And Jedikma, you might need tissues, just to warn you. *wink. Also, bear with the spelling I for some reason could not find the spell check on my computer program at work.
Chapter 16:
Padme returned to her apartment later that evening, exhausted from the days meetings. She entered the dark room and immediately found it strange that the lights were not working.
"Artoo?" She called into the darkness. "Threepio?" She stretched out her hand to catch herself from bumping into anything as she tried to find the lights. She finally found the switch and the fluorescent lights rose to their full brilliance. She was startled to see Anakin sitting on one of the couches in the sitting room; her two droids slumped next to him, powered down.
Padme had to put a hand on her chest to calm her breathing as she gave her husband a strange look.
"Where have you been?" He asked her, not hiding the harsh tone of his voice.
Padme began to remove her robe as she continued to calm herself. "Meetings." She answered, putting her robe over the back of the other couch across from Anakin. She stopped and looked at him. "What happened to the droids?" She asked.
Anakin shrugged and rose to his feet and moved towards her. "Who were your meetings with?" He asked.
Padme suddenly felt uncomfortable and began to back away from him. "They were senate meetings," she stopped backing up and looked at Anakin. "Ani, what is going on?"
"So you're telling me that you were in meetings in the senate building all day?" He asked.
"Yes."
"You didn't go anywhere else?" He closed the already small gap between them, towering over her. "You didn't meet secretly with anyone?" He stared down at her.
Padme tried to figure out where he was going with this. "What are you accusing me of?" She asked, her tone becoming firm. "I'd like to know."
"You forgot to mention your little gathering with Obi Wan." Anakin sneered.
Padme looked at him and began to laugh. "That's what this is all about?" She asked, moving away from him. "That's what you're so upset about?"
Anakin felt his muscles tense at the sound of her laughter. "Why is that so funny?" He asked. "You're telling me I have nothing to be concerned about with my wife and my former master meeting secretly?"
Padme stifled her laughter. "You honestly think something is going on between me and Obi Wan?" She asked. Anakin made no answer. "You don't trust the two of us? First of all he's a Jedi master, second of all. . ."
"You're the one who told me all those years ago you had a crush on him." Anakin cut her off, he could feel his blood boiling.
Padme sat down on the couch. "Ani, I was fourteen and he was a handsome Jedi knight, of course I had a crush on him, all of us did." She explained, shaking her head. "But I've grown out of that stage, besides I'm in love with another handsome Jedi knight."
Anakin moved towards her. "I'm sorry, you're right I'm being silly." He kissed the top of her head. "What did you talk about?"
Padme gave him a hard stare. "That is none of your business." She answered, getting more than annoyed at his tone. "That is between myself and my friend."
Anakin felt his anger reaching a boiling point; he grabbed Padme roughly by her arms and held her tightly. "Everything about you is my business, you are my wife!"
Padme struggled under his grip. "Let me go Anakin, you're hurting me." She commanded. Anakin tightened his grip and she moaned in pain. "Alright, fine." She finally gave in. "We were talking about Jar Jar and Sabe!" She almost screamed in pain.
Anakin stopped and slowly let Padme go. "That is what made you upset." He stated, not questioned. He suddenly realized what he had done. "I'm. . .I'm sorry Padme."
Padme rubbed her left arm that had begun to bruise from his mechanical fingers wrapped around her flesh. "Get out." She commanded, moving away from him.
"Padme." Anakin tried to calm her down.
Padme continued to back away from him. "Get out of here Anakin, or I'll call security."
Anakin stopped and stared at her. He was about to say something but the look on her face made him think twice, he then turned around and exited the room, his black cloak swishing behind him.
Padme wiped her eyes due to the moister that had accumulated in them and walked over to her droids. She turned both of her metal companions on and waited for them to greet her.
"Oh, hello miss Padme." Threepio exclaimed as he came to life. "Master Anakin is here." He stated.
"Yes Threepio, I know." Padme sadly stated. Artoo gave a questionable beep, asking Padme what was wrong. She patted the droid on his dome. "Nothing Artoo, I'll be alright."
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Obi Wan Kenobi sighed as he exited the Supreme Chancellor's office. It had been a long meeting with the leader of the Republic and he had hoped that the Chancellor would relieve him of his duties as a general, but unfortunately that did not happen. Obi Wan felt frustrated with the politician, he was very tired of having the extra duty of being in charge of the Republic's grand army, and he didn't understand why he was still asked to do it even though the war was basically over.
He then thought about what was left of the battles and thought about Siri. She had kept in contact with him, but kept their conversations only to the happenings of the battle. He suddenly found himself missing her company greatly, and wondered if she missed his. He found himself wondering that more and more the longer she was away. He smiled to himself because he knew the reason she left was to help them stop wanting each other, it seemed her plan had backfired, at least for him.
He pushed his personal feelings into the Force as he had done his entire life and continued his trek down the hall. He suddenly came across a familiar face. He smiled as he came closer to Padme and then snuck up behind her.
"Good day Milady." He said, startling her.
Padme looked back and took a deep breath. "Do all you Jedi sneak around, or is this a trait Anakin picked up from you?" She asked.
"I'm sorry Padme." Obi Wan stated, feeling sorry for scaring her. "Can I walk you home?" He asked. "To make up for startling you."
"That would be very gentlemanly of you." She said with a small smile.
Obi Wan offered his arm and Padme extended hers to take his. Obi Wan then noticed the very large bruise on her left arm. It didn't take the Force to tell him what caused such abrasions. The two walked down the hall for a few minutes in silence before Obi Wan asked the question Padme was secretly dreading.
"What happened to your arm?" He asked.
"Nothing." She answered, acting like nothing happened.
Obi Wan stopped mid step. "Padme."
Padme avoided his gaze. "Well, it's nothing I can't handle." She assured him.
Obi Wan gently lifted her arm and noticed how badly it was bruised. He carefully laid a hand on the wound and sent healing waves through the Force. Padme hissed in pain at his touch, then let out a sigh of relief as the Force healed her. He then continued to lead her down the hall.
"You're not going to say anything else?" She asked, surprised.
"I have no say in it Padme." He stated. "I am only a friend and therefore can only be there when you need my help."
Padme shook her head, she suddenly felt tears coming to her eyes and didn't know why. "I forgot what you gentlemen looked like." She offered a sad smile.
Obi Wan looked at her. "Padme, what's going on with him?" He asked. "He won't speak to me whenever he comes to the Temple, and that is rarely." Obi Wan then sighed. "I know we have our differences, but I thought we were friends. . .at one time."
Padme patted Obi Wan on the arm. "I don't know what's wrong with him." She sighed. "He's been acting so strange, it seems ever since Dooku died."
Obi Wan tensed at the mention of that incident. "I know." He said quietly.
Padme looked at Obi Wan with a strange look. "Tell me what happened."
Obi Wan was about to refuse her request, then decided to admit what he found out. "I have reason to believe that Anakin killed Dooku." He quietly stated, not offering details about how he killed the Sith.
Padme held an expression on her face that wasn't all that surprised. "Oh." Was all she could say. "I figured something like that had happened." She finally stated. "He was acting similarly to the time he killed the Tuscan Raiders."
Obi Wan cocked an eyebrow. "When did this happen?"
Padme looked up at Obi Wan. "He never told you?" She asked, and he shook his head. "It happened two years ago.They killed his mother." She revealed with sorrow in her voice.
Realization dawned on Obi Wan. "That was why he went back to Tatooine." He nodded as he spoke. "I should've sensed it." He stopped and sat down on a bench that was in the hall. "I should've sensed his pain."
Padme sat down next to Obi Wan. "There wouldn't have been anything you could do."
"Contrary to popular belief, I do care about things, I'm not totally emotionless." He stated with a fake smile. "I would've liked to know, and maybe try to help him." He then looked at Padme. "Maybe I can do something now." He motioned to her arm.
Padme shook her head. "This is between myself and Anakin." She resolved. "I appreciate the sentiment, but it doesn't concern you."
Obi Wan nodded, he knew he had been put in his place. He rose to his feet. "Promise me something Padme." He said, looking down towards her. "If things get any worse, please know that I'm here." He then began to walk away. "I do know Anakin very well, and maybe I can help." He said over his shoulder.
Padme slowly nodded and watched her faithful friend walk down the hall.
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(Three weeks later)
~ * Siri walked out into the moonlight and felt the chill of night touch the bare skin of her face. She pulled her cloak closer to her body and looked up at the stars of the flat countryside. She could feel the Force all around her, protecting her, guiding her as it had done all of her life. But something was different, something had changed through the Force, something dark loomed over the horizon and she knew she wasn't prepared for it.
She let out a long breath of air and watched her hot breath lift up in a cloud of fog and get carried off on the wind. She then realized someone was standing next to her, she turned her head to face the cloaked figure, she noticed the figure was carrying something close to his body. Obi Wan glanced over at Siri and offered her a sad smile, he then turned to face her and presented her with a small bundle wrapped in a white cloth. Siri craddled the bundle in her arms and removed some of the angelic white cloth. She looked down and was met by two intensly blue eyes. She felt a tear escape down her cheek as she held the child closer to her heart, the baby smiled, his chubby cheeks holding dimples as he offered a giggle. Siri pressed her lips to the child's forhead and hugged him tighter. Obi Wan put a gentle hand on the child's head and offered Siri a warm smile. He then took both of them in a warm embrace.
Suddenly the ground began to quake and crack causing the small family to break apart. Siri still holding the child found herself on the other side of a large river of lava. She watched Obi Wan as he tried to find a way across. She then noticed a large black figure moving towards him with a red light saber raised to admit a killing blow. Obi Wan quickly turned around and deflected the blow and was forced to his knees due to the strength of his opponent. Siri searched despratly to find a way across the lava, but to no prevail. She then watched in horror as Obi Wan continued to fight the masked man. She closed her eyes as Obi Wan ducked and rolled and came back with an onslaught of swings at his enemy. She looked down at the child who had tears streaming down his face, but was making no sounds. Siri glanced back to the fight just in time to see Obi Wan take a deep slash to his chest. Siri screamed as Obi Wan fell to the ground.*~
Siri sat straight up in her bed, she felt beads of sweat dripping down her face, into her eyes. Her eyes slowly adjusted to the darkness and she noticed a red light blinking on the night stand next to her. She rose from her bed and picked up her comlink, she cleared her throat and answered it.
"Tachi here." She spoak with a rasp to her voice.
"Siri?" A familiar accented voice asked. "Did I wake you?"
Siri smiled despite herself. "Obi Wan, yes but it's ok I needed to return to the bridge soon anyways." She rolled her eyes at her lame answer. "To what honor do I hold for this unusual call?" She asked.
Obi Wan thought for a moment to himself, he actually didn't know why he was contacting Siri, he didn't even remember dialing her comlink. "I. . .um. . .just was wanting an update on the situation." He shook his head as the words exited his mouth.
Siri suddenly found herself disapointed and she quickly chastized herself for feeling that way. "Of course General Kenobi." She turned her tone to one of business. "We are very close to wrapping up the remaining threats here and probably will be returning home by the end of the week."
Obi Wan felt bad when he heard the shift in her tone, but was glad she'd be returning home soon. "Very good Commander." He too took on the business tone. "I do have a request for you before you return home though."
"Yes sir, what is it?"
"The Chancellor has decided to hold a Summit to discuss the future of the Republic's army." Obi Wan revealed. "The planet he's decided to hold the summit on is Mustafar, and I know that is close to the Rishi Maze, and we could use as much help as possible with security."
Siri was surprised. "Palpatine is holding an offical summit on Mustafar?" She asked. "That planet is nothing more than a volcanic mess."
"He apparently wants the summit to be descreat and difficult for any uninvited company to find, I personally don't understand but my hands are tied." He explained.
"Very well General Kenobi, my squadren will report to Mustafar as soon as we have things under control out here." Siri answered.
"Thank you Siri." Obi Wan stated, surprising Siri with his soft tone. "I just have a bad feeling surrounding this summit."
Siri thought back to her dream and remembered the river of lava. "Obi Wan?" She asked cautiously.
"Yes?"
Siri thought for a moment then decided against telling Obi Wan about her dream. "Nothing, just watch yourself out there."
Obi Wan was taken back by comment, but decided not to react to it. "May the Force be with you Master Tachi." He then ended the call.
*TBC: I know I know, it's shorter than usual but if I continued into the next scene it would've been way too long. Please review! The next chapter will probably contain "The duel" so I am still figuring out how to proceed with that. I'm also trying to finish "Promise me you'll train the boy" so I'll have a new chapter ASAP.
Author: ewan's girl
*Author's note: Hello to all, I'm back! I don't have a computer of my own so I type the chapters at work, so if they don't come quite as fast as usual, that's why. Thank you to all who are still reading this story, I love the reviews. Ok folks some dark things are coming up in these next several chapters so please be ready. And Jedikma, you might need tissues, just to warn you. *wink. Also, bear with the spelling I for some reason could not find the spell check on my computer program at work.
Chapter 16:
Padme returned to her apartment later that evening, exhausted from the days meetings. She entered the dark room and immediately found it strange that the lights were not working.
"Artoo?" She called into the darkness. "Threepio?" She stretched out her hand to catch herself from bumping into anything as she tried to find the lights. She finally found the switch and the fluorescent lights rose to their full brilliance. She was startled to see Anakin sitting on one of the couches in the sitting room; her two droids slumped next to him, powered down.
Padme had to put a hand on her chest to calm her breathing as she gave her husband a strange look.
"Where have you been?" He asked her, not hiding the harsh tone of his voice.
Padme began to remove her robe as she continued to calm herself. "Meetings." She answered, putting her robe over the back of the other couch across from Anakin. She stopped and looked at him. "What happened to the droids?" She asked.
Anakin shrugged and rose to his feet and moved towards her. "Who were your meetings with?" He asked.
Padme suddenly felt uncomfortable and began to back away from him. "They were senate meetings," she stopped backing up and looked at Anakin. "Ani, what is going on?"
"So you're telling me that you were in meetings in the senate building all day?" He asked.
"Yes."
"You didn't go anywhere else?" He closed the already small gap between them, towering over her. "You didn't meet secretly with anyone?" He stared down at her.
Padme tried to figure out where he was going with this. "What are you accusing me of?" She asked, her tone becoming firm. "I'd like to know."
"You forgot to mention your little gathering with Obi Wan." Anakin sneered.
Padme looked at him and began to laugh. "That's what this is all about?" She asked, moving away from him. "That's what you're so upset about?"
Anakin felt his muscles tense at the sound of her laughter. "Why is that so funny?" He asked. "You're telling me I have nothing to be concerned about with my wife and my former master meeting secretly?"
Padme stifled her laughter. "You honestly think something is going on between me and Obi Wan?" She asked. Anakin made no answer. "You don't trust the two of us? First of all he's a Jedi master, second of all. . ."
"You're the one who told me all those years ago you had a crush on him." Anakin cut her off, he could feel his blood boiling.
Padme sat down on the couch. "Ani, I was fourteen and he was a handsome Jedi knight, of course I had a crush on him, all of us did." She explained, shaking her head. "But I've grown out of that stage, besides I'm in love with another handsome Jedi knight."
Anakin moved towards her. "I'm sorry, you're right I'm being silly." He kissed the top of her head. "What did you talk about?"
Padme gave him a hard stare. "That is none of your business." She answered, getting more than annoyed at his tone. "That is between myself and my friend."
Anakin felt his anger reaching a boiling point; he grabbed Padme roughly by her arms and held her tightly. "Everything about you is my business, you are my wife!"
Padme struggled under his grip. "Let me go Anakin, you're hurting me." She commanded. Anakin tightened his grip and she moaned in pain. "Alright, fine." She finally gave in. "We were talking about Jar Jar and Sabe!" She almost screamed in pain.
Anakin stopped and slowly let Padme go. "That is what made you upset." He stated, not questioned. He suddenly realized what he had done. "I'm. . .I'm sorry Padme."
Padme rubbed her left arm that had begun to bruise from his mechanical fingers wrapped around her flesh. "Get out." She commanded, moving away from him.
"Padme." Anakin tried to calm her down.
Padme continued to back away from him. "Get out of here Anakin, or I'll call security."
Anakin stopped and stared at her. He was about to say something but the look on her face made him think twice, he then turned around and exited the room, his black cloak swishing behind him.
Padme wiped her eyes due to the moister that had accumulated in them and walked over to her droids. She turned both of her metal companions on and waited for them to greet her.
"Oh, hello miss Padme." Threepio exclaimed as he came to life. "Master Anakin is here." He stated.
"Yes Threepio, I know." Padme sadly stated. Artoo gave a questionable beep, asking Padme what was wrong. She patted the droid on his dome. "Nothing Artoo, I'll be alright."
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Obi Wan Kenobi sighed as he exited the Supreme Chancellor's office. It had been a long meeting with the leader of the Republic and he had hoped that the Chancellor would relieve him of his duties as a general, but unfortunately that did not happen. Obi Wan felt frustrated with the politician, he was very tired of having the extra duty of being in charge of the Republic's grand army, and he didn't understand why he was still asked to do it even though the war was basically over.
He then thought about what was left of the battles and thought about Siri. She had kept in contact with him, but kept their conversations only to the happenings of the battle. He suddenly found himself missing her company greatly, and wondered if she missed his. He found himself wondering that more and more the longer she was away. He smiled to himself because he knew the reason she left was to help them stop wanting each other, it seemed her plan had backfired, at least for him.
He pushed his personal feelings into the Force as he had done his entire life and continued his trek down the hall. He suddenly came across a familiar face. He smiled as he came closer to Padme and then snuck up behind her.
"Good day Milady." He said, startling her.
Padme looked back and took a deep breath. "Do all you Jedi sneak around, or is this a trait Anakin picked up from you?" She asked.
"I'm sorry Padme." Obi Wan stated, feeling sorry for scaring her. "Can I walk you home?" He asked. "To make up for startling you."
"That would be very gentlemanly of you." She said with a small smile.
Obi Wan offered his arm and Padme extended hers to take his. Obi Wan then noticed the very large bruise on her left arm. It didn't take the Force to tell him what caused such abrasions. The two walked down the hall for a few minutes in silence before Obi Wan asked the question Padme was secretly dreading.
"What happened to your arm?" He asked.
"Nothing." She answered, acting like nothing happened.
Obi Wan stopped mid step. "Padme."
Padme avoided his gaze. "Well, it's nothing I can't handle." She assured him.
Obi Wan gently lifted her arm and noticed how badly it was bruised. He carefully laid a hand on the wound and sent healing waves through the Force. Padme hissed in pain at his touch, then let out a sigh of relief as the Force healed her. He then continued to lead her down the hall.
"You're not going to say anything else?" She asked, surprised.
"I have no say in it Padme." He stated. "I am only a friend and therefore can only be there when you need my help."
Padme shook her head, she suddenly felt tears coming to her eyes and didn't know why. "I forgot what you gentlemen looked like." She offered a sad smile.
Obi Wan looked at her. "Padme, what's going on with him?" He asked. "He won't speak to me whenever he comes to the Temple, and that is rarely." Obi Wan then sighed. "I know we have our differences, but I thought we were friends. . .at one time."
Padme patted Obi Wan on the arm. "I don't know what's wrong with him." She sighed. "He's been acting so strange, it seems ever since Dooku died."
Obi Wan tensed at the mention of that incident. "I know." He said quietly.
Padme looked at Obi Wan with a strange look. "Tell me what happened."
Obi Wan was about to refuse her request, then decided to admit what he found out. "I have reason to believe that Anakin killed Dooku." He quietly stated, not offering details about how he killed the Sith.
Padme held an expression on her face that wasn't all that surprised. "Oh." Was all she could say. "I figured something like that had happened." She finally stated. "He was acting similarly to the time he killed the Tuscan Raiders."
Obi Wan cocked an eyebrow. "When did this happen?"
Padme looked up at Obi Wan. "He never told you?" She asked, and he shook his head. "It happened two years ago.They killed his mother." She revealed with sorrow in her voice.
Realization dawned on Obi Wan. "That was why he went back to Tatooine." He nodded as he spoke. "I should've sensed it." He stopped and sat down on a bench that was in the hall. "I should've sensed his pain."
Padme sat down next to Obi Wan. "There wouldn't have been anything you could do."
"Contrary to popular belief, I do care about things, I'm not totally emotionless." He stated with a fake smile. "I would've liked to know, and maybe try to help him." He then looked at Padme. "Maybe I can do something now." He motioned to her arm.
Padme shook her head. "This is between myself and Anakin." She resolved. "I appreciate the sentiment, but it doesn't concern you."
Obi Wan nodded, he knew he had been put in his place. He rose to his feet. "Promise me something Padme." He said, looking down towards her. "If things get any worse, please know that I'm here." He then began to walk away. "I do know Anakin very well, and maybe I can help." He said over his shoulder.
Padme slowly nodded and watched her faithful friend walk down the hall.
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(Three weeks later)
~ * Siri walked out into the moonlight and felt the chill of night touch the bare skin of her face. She pulled her cloak closer to her body and looked up at the stars of the flat countryside. She could feel the Force all around her, protecting her, guiding her as it had done all of her life. But something was different, something had changed through the Force, something dark loomed over the horizon and she knew she wasn't prepared for it.
She let out a long breath of air and watched her hot breath lift up in a cloud of fog and get carried off on the wind. She then realized someone was standing next to her, she turned her head to face the cloaked figure, she noticed the figure was carrying something close to his body. Obi Wan glanced over at Siri and offered her a sad smile, he then turned to face her and presented her with a small bundle wrapped in a white cloth. Siri craddled the bundle in her arms and removed some of the angelic white cloth. She looked down and was met by two intensly blue eyes. She felt a tear escape down her cheek as she held the child closer to her heart, the baby smiled, his chubby cheeks holding dimples as he offered a giggle. Siri pressed her lips to the child's forhead and hugged him tighter. Obi Wan put a gentle hand on the child's head and offered Siri a warm smile. He then took both of them in a warm embrace.
Suddenly the ground began to quake and crack causing the small family to break apart. Siri still holding the child found herself on the other side of a large river of lava. She watched Obi Wan as he tried to find a way across. She then noticed a large black figure moving towards him with a red light saber raised to admit a killing blow. Obi Wan quickly turned around and deflected the blow and was forced to his knees due to the strength of his opponent. Siri searched despratly to find a way across the lava, but to no prevail. She then watched in horror as Obi Wan continued to fight the masked man. She closed her eyes as Obi Wan ducked and rolled and came back with an onslaught of swings at his enemy. She looked down at the child who had tears streaming down his face, but was making no sounds. Siri glanced back to the fight just in time to see Obi Wan take a deep slash to his chest. Siri screamed as Obi Wan fell to the ground.*~
Siri sat straight up in her bed, she felt beads of sweat dripping down her face, into her eyes. Her eyes slowly adjusted to the darkness and she noticed a red light blinking on the night stand next to her. She rose from her bed and picked up her comlink, she cleared her throat and answered it.
"Tachi here." She spoak with a rasp to her voice.
"Siri?" A familiar accented voice asked. "Did I wake you?"
Siri smiled despite herself. "Obi Wan, yes but it's ok I needed to return to the bridge soon anyways." She rolled her eyes at her lame answer. "To what honor do I hold for this unusual call?" She asked.
Obi Wan thought for a moment to himself, he actually didn't know why he was contacting Siri, he didn't even remember dialing her comlink. "I. . .um. . .just was wanting an update on the situation." He shook his head as the words exited his mouth.
Siri suddenly found herself disapointed and she quickly chastized herself for feeling that way. "Of course General Kenobi." She turned her tone to one of business. "We are very close to wrapping up the remaining threats here and probably will be returning home by the end of the week."
Obi Wan felt bad when he heard the shift in her tone, but was glad she'd be returning home soon. "Very good Commander." He too took on the business tone. "I do have a request for you before you return home though."
"Yes sir, what is it?"
"The Chancellor has decided to hold a Summit to discuss the future of the Republic's army." Obi Wan revealed. "The planet he's decided to hold the summit on is Mustafar, and I know that is close to the Rishi Maze, and we could use as much help as possible with security."
Siri was surprised. "Palpatine is holding an offical summit on Mustafar?" She asked. "That planet is nothing more than a volcanic mess."
"He apparently wants the summit to be descreat and difficult for any uninvited company to find, I personally don't understand but my hands are tied." He explained.
"Very well General Kenobi, my squadren will report to Mustafar as soon as we have things under control out here." Siri answered.
"Thank you Siri." Obi Wan stated, surprising Siri with his soft tone. "I just have a bad feeling surrounding this summit."
Siri thought back to her dream and remembered the river of lava. "Obi Wan?" She asked cautiously.
"Yes?"
Siri thought for a moment then decided against telling Obi Wan about her dream. "Nothing, just watch yourself out there."
Obi Wan was taken back by comment, but decided not to react to it. "May the Force be with you Master Tachi." He then ended the call.
*TBC: I know I know, it's shorter than usual but if I continued into the next scene it would've been way too long. Please review! The next chapter will probably contain "The duel" so I am still figuring out how to proceed with that. I'm also trying to finish "Promise me you'll train the boy" so I'll have a new chapter ASAP.