A/N: Thank you to my one reviewer, Writing Sideways! I appreciate it. Thank you for the encouragement.  My muse is partially drained…so yeah. I'll try! I'm sorry if this chapter is not as long as the previous one. Remember, my AIM is: standbyyourman12. My YIM is: feltonobsessionx. My MSN is: and that is also my e-mail! Don't be a stranger! I'd love to hear from you.

Disclaimer: (Haha, didn't put one on the first chapter. So…this one goes for all of the chapter, mmkay? I don't wanna have to put it on every single one.) All characters, places and items from Star Wars belong to Mr. Lucas. Sanura belongs to me though! No stealing her without my permission!

Anakin sat in the driver's seat of Obi-Wan's little ship. He loved driving this thing. As soon as the ship he was to be following took off like a bullet (just because, you know, it's a ship) he took off after it. This was so much fun! Anakin loved the diving, sharp turns and creative maneuvers to get in between buildings. Obi-Wan, however, was a completely different story.

Obi-Wan was nearly having a spaz attack. He was drumming his fingers on the side of the door, grasping the arm rest whenever Sanura took a sharp turn and scrunched his eyes closed. NO ONE would drive like that unless it was him!

Sanura was totally unaffected by this drive. She had been making it for years. "Hey, um…" She tried to remember a name that she never was given.

"Obi-Wan Kenobi. Call me Master Kenobi though."

"Okay…Master Kenobi…sorry about this drive. I know it's hectic, but it has to be done. See? The store is right…there" She pointed to a little….wait…BIG grocery store. It was one of those bulk warehouses, y'know? So with a swift little dive and a sharp turn to the left, they were there. Parked and everything. Sanura unbuckled and stepped with an unusual grace out of the car. Obi-Wan sat there, totally relieved that it was over. He sighed, but jumped and nearly shouted out of surprise when a loud tap on the window was heard. He muttered to himself and unbuckled and got out of the car. He soon saw Anakin stepping slyly out of the little ship. Obi-Wan quickly searched the car over, checking for any scratches or dents. None. Whew.

Sanura spoke quickly. "Okay. Here's the list." She pulled a not-very-long-but-still-sort-of-long list out of her pocket. "This shouldn't take too long. This stuff can be heavy, so please be careful." She nodded. "Let's go." Sanura was trying to be all official and Jedi-ish. It really wasn't working for her.

Obi-Wan shook his head and sighed. He though, 'How could I have ever agreed to go GROCERY shopping with a crazy lady like this?'

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Sanura was actually a pretty decent gal if you really paid attention to what she said. Obi-Wan just listened. He almost never spoke. Sanura and Anakin talked quite a lot. They got along surprisingly well. There was laughter in their conversations. They talked about life, Jedi things, love, work, and just about everything in between.

"So, you two are Jedis. That sounds pretty…interesting and…different."

Anakin replied before Obi-Wan could even start to give his speech about how it was "hard work, dedication and it took a lifetime to become a real accomplished Jedi Master." He said, "Yeah, that's just about it. You get to do all these really cool things." Anakin was sort of…mocking Sanura's way of talking. She spoke in a very relaxed, casual tongue. It wasn't like the kind of speech that the Jedi masters and their padawans used.

Sanura shot him a hard glance.

Anakin shut up and looked down.

"So, Master Kenobi. Having fun?" Sanura was being extremely sarcastic.

"Not in particular. But once again, I do apologize for the mistake. If there are any other ways I can make it up to you, please, let me know."

Sanura looked like she was in deep thought, considering how to get "revenge." She sighed. "Well…how can I contact you if I need help?"

"Go to the Jedi Temple. Ask anyone to see me. They will take you directly to me."

Sanura nodded. "That works…" She had an idea of where the Jedi Temple was. She just needed to find a sneaky little way to get there and not stuck in traffic.

The shopping cart was filled with necessary things. However, when she plopped a bag of diapers down into the cart, Obi-Wan was confused. She was a mother? Or maybe she was getting them for a friend who had kids. She didn't seem like a mother. More like a party kind of girl.

Quickly, the three made their way to the check-out line. Sanura paid and using all the strength her upper body could give, she pushed it up the hill. Anakin offered his help, but she shook her head no. She said she needed the exercise. The two Jedi Knights shrugged. In no time, the bags were in the trunk of her beat-up ship. None of them could tell what kind of ship it was. Sanura said she had named it the quote unquote "Kick Ass Cruiser."

Anakin laughed at the name. Sanura shot him a glare. Anakin shut up.

The drive home was very short, but filled with extremely sharp, abrupt turns that knocked the wind out of Obi-Wan.

Anakin was having a blast. Again.

Soon enough, they were at Sanura's apartment. She parked the Kick Ass Cruiser, hopped out, popped the trunk and got out as many bags as she could. Her muffled voice could be heard as she spoke to Obi-Wan. "Get some bags. You too Anakin." They had all the bags out. Sanura was relieved that she wouldn't have to make several trips. They walked up five flights of stairs and down a long, well-lit hallway and stopped at a large, wooden door. Sanura set some of the bags down, pulled her keys out of her purse and unlocked the door. It quickly swung up on its own.

She was greeted by shouts of "MOMMY! MOMMY'S HOME!" and being attacked by two little girls. One looked to be about three and the other four. A tall, lanky young girl was carrying a baby. She quickly scanned Obi-Wan and Anakin over, confused. "Umm…Ms. Palette, they were great. I'll go put her in her crib." She gestured towards the young baby in her arms.

"Oh, thank you so much Mion. How much do I owe you?" Sanura sounded very relieved, yet she also sounded like she was being suffocated. The three year old's grip was amazingly strong around her mother's neck.

"You paid me before, Ms. Palette."

"I did? Very well then. Thank you so much, Mion." She waved goodbye to the tall girl walking out of the apartment. "Alright you girls. You need to get to bed! What are you doing up so late!" Sanura shooed them off into their room. She turned to Obi-Wan and Anakin.

They were staring at her.

"What? Can a mother not go out and have a fun time every once and a while? Come on! I got a baby sitter."

They escaped from this little trance and said together, "Where would you like these?"

"Oh, the kitchen please. Right this way." Sanura picked up the bags she had set down and showed them into a large, very modern kitchen. "Just set them on the counter." The two Jedi Knights obeyed. "Thank you two so much. I really appreciate this."

"It was no problem, Ms. Palette." The Jedi Master had a hint of…a hint of…was it sadness in his voice? OBI-WAN HAD ENJOYED HIMSELF! HE HAD ENJOYED HELPING OUT SANURA PALETTE! What a shock! "Anakin, go start up the Starfighter." (The little ship of course!)

"Yes, Master." Anakin obeyed the order and sauntered out of the apartment.

"Look, Ms. Palette, I'm terribly so-"

"When can I see you again?" Sanura interrupted him.

"E-excuse me?" Obi-Wan stuttered.

"When can I see you again?" Sanura repeated herself.

"Um…Well…" Master Kenobi was at a loss of words.

"Look, my two girls don't have any friends. They're too young to go to school. I understand that the Jedi Temple has some Jedis-In-Training there that are a bit older than them? Could they please go and make some friends? And while they're visiting, I'll take you out to lunch. As a thank-you. Please?" She made the invitation very clear. She made it clear that she was not going to take no for an answer.

"Well…I suppose…I'm sure the Jedi Council wouldn't object to the boys making friends outside of the Temple's walls…"

"Good. I'll see you tomorrow at…say….noon?"

"Okay…" Obi-Wan was not given a chance to think.

"See you then, Master Kenobi."

"Call me Obi-Wan." WHAT THE HELL DID HE JUST DO? NO NO NO NO NO! Obi-Wan mentally beat himself up. No romantic situations with women. None. Nadda! But wait! This was a thank-you. There. See? A Thank you. Much better.

"Obi-Wan, then. See you then, Obi-Wan."She gave him a discreet smile.

The Jedi Master couldn't help but take in her lovely features. She was vertically challenged, yes. She was only about…say…five feet tall. Her hair was pale blonde, and fell in gentle curls about to her shoulders. Her skin was very pale and very clean. It seemed to glow it was so well taken care of. Her eyes were by far her best trait on her face. They were a pale, emerald green and were so glassy and showed her emotions so well. Her eyelashes were naturally very long and had a little curl on them at the end. Her eyebrows were beautifully sculpted with an unusual, large arch near the end of them. It made her look very…different. Obi-Wan wasn't quite sure if he cared for those eyebrows. Yeah…he didn't like those very much. Not his problem though! She was very lean. It surprised him very much for a mother of three. She had nearly no hips at all. To be honest with you, she had just about zero amount of curves. Her legs were, obviously, short and quite skinny. Her feet…he couldn't tell what her feet looked like. They were covered in a pair of black boots. Her teeth were straight, white and made a dazzling smile. Her lips…so pale pink and gentle…He averted his eyes back to hers.

His looking-over was interrupted by a call. "MOMMY! I CAN'T SLEEP!"

Sanura laughed and jogged off. She tripped because of the boots, but regained composure and walked into the room. Obi-Wan followed. He didn't know if he was supposed to follow or leave or just stay there.

When he found the room she was in, she was singing a lullaby to the two little girls. Apparently the little baby was sound asleep. He liked her voice. It was very gentle, calming and warm. It was a very high pitched voice…oh what was it called? SOPRANO! THAT'S IT! Obi-Wan became very proud of himself for remembering what it was called. They were soon sound asleep.

She quietly walked out of the room and lead him to the door. "Thank you again. I'll see you tomorrow at noon with Naomi and Savannah. Oh yeah, the younger one is Naomi, the older one is Savannah. I promise they won't cause any trouble."

"I'm sure they won't."

"Night then."

"Good evening."

Obi-Wan slipped out and into the hallway, down the five flights of stairs and out into the parking lot where Anakin was waiting. "What took you so long, Master?"

"Oh, Miss Palette will be taking her two older daughters to the Temple tomorrow to meet some of the younglings and she will be taking me out to lunch for a thank-you."

"What? Kind of like a…date?"

"No! Of course not! It is just a simple thank-you. And plus, her children do not have friends quite yet. They're much too young to have schooling."

Anakin sighed. The two left back to the Jedi Temple. The Council agreed to allowing the children to come. They didn't know about the lunch thing, though, but decided to let it slide.

A/N: BAHAHAHAA. I hate this chapter…but yeah, right on. Remember, if you're going to review, please say only nice things.  Thanks for reading! Also, my AIM is: standbyyourman12, YIM is: feltonobsessionx and MSN is: which is also my e-mail!