Author's Note:

Thanks to everyone who reviewed! I really appreciate it. :)

When exactly is the time period? Is their relationship accepted/allowed by the Council? Are they married? This is taking place about 4 1/2 years after Attack of the Clones -- So, I'd say a little while after Revenge of the Sith should've taken place. In my story, Jedi have been allowed to marry -- after this chapter, I'll be posting a Siri POV that should help explain it. :)

Expect that chapter to be up in a day or so -- after this one, we shall return to the mush!

Away: Chapter 2

Obi-Wan was relieved at how little time it took to settle the refugees. It had only taken a couple standard hours to load everyone and remaining supplies onto the transports. Once aboard, everyone was happy to be out of the rain. The night cycle passed surprsingly uneventfully.

Between 0409 and 0417, all three of the transports had arrived at Camp 912.

Obi-Wan stood outside the doors of the transports as the displaced people came offboard. He tried to get the attention of those gathered around.

"EVERYONE! We have your quarters ready, if you'll please...!" his voice was lost over the chaotic shouts of all passengers on all three vehicles congegating together. Frantic cries arose as loved ones looked for each other, and everyone scrambled to find their meager but precious belongings scattered around the area.

Clonetroopers throughout the crowd also attempted to direct traffic. However, as more people shouted, pushed and shoved their way through crowd, the sound of voices began to grow tenser and more desperate. To make matters worse, the clonetroopers were starting to physically hold back some of the hysterical people. Even though they were emotionally distraught, the clonetroopers were raised to believe that such emotion was unruly and disorderly -- a threat to safety. Those being held back started to scream insults into their faces. The situation had the capability to turn extremely violent.

"General Offree!" Obi-Wan shouted to his friend admist the confusion as the Jedi broke into a Force-enhanced run. "General Offree, the clonetroopers are making the crowds nervous."

Barriss Offree had Obi-Wan's same concerns; she saw it in the eyes of the frail old men and weak children who stared at the Army of the Republic with fear, gazing at their full-body armor and gleaming blasters with terror. She nodded. "Yes, we must give them orders to back--"

Before she could finish, Barriss and Obi-Wan heard the thwack of a fist colliding with flesh and cartilage.

They spun around to see a clonetrooper in a defensive stance over a middle-aged man, lying in the dirt, the center of his face a bloody mess. The crowd was absolutely silent with shock for two seconds, until an underfed young man leaped to tackle the clonetrooper.

Obi-Wan and Kit Fitso raced into the crowd. The clonetrooper struggled as the young man tried to punch, kick, even bite through is armor. Two other clonetroopers had their blasters pointed right at him, yelling orders.

"ENOUGH!" Fitso screamed. He pulled the man off, while Kenobi barked at the clonetroopers. "PUT YOUR WEAPONS AWAY!"

The clonetroopers immediately dropped their blasters, but this did nothing to calm the refugees who had transformed into a panicked mob.

"Please, everyone, REMAIN CALM!" The man still struggled in Kit's grip. Having no choice, he gave him a sleep suggestion and the man started to become fatigued.

Barriss had gathered a few other Jedi and was trying to shout commands over the upset voices. Luckily, it created a diversion for a young Jedi to get Obi-Wan and Kit's attention. "Master Kenobi, Master Fitso!"

The two Jedi looked at Ferus Olin quietly motioned from behind the gate leading into the camp. Obi-Wan and Kit quickly followed, lugging the man who was drifting in and out of slumber. Ferus had thought quick and had a spot already set up for the young man, inside the dormitory closest to where the crowd was. Immediately, all three Jedi raced back outside.

Barriss and Aayla Secura had managed to calm the crowd down -- they weren't proud to admit that they had used some encouragement ("Jedi mind trick is such a horrible term!"), but the crowd was calm, despite a frantic murmur.

"Please, we know, this has been stressfull--"

"WHERE IS HE!"

Barriss' speech had been cut off when Obi-Wan, Kit and Ferus returned. A young woman pointed at them accusingly. She wore an oversized coat that seemed to swallow her small frame. She noticed that obviously, Kit was no longer carrying the man he had pulled off of the clonetrooper.

"Where did you take him!"

Obi-Wan walked over to her. "Please, calm down, it's all right, he's resting--"

"Resting? Why? What did you do to him?" Her eyes were stricken with fear, pleading to know what was going on.

"My friend gave him a sedative to help calm him down," it wasn't a complete lie, but Obi-Wan didn't know how to explain a sleep suggestion to someone who had never seen a Jedi before without scaring them. Kit nodded in agreement.

Her face was still frozen with fear. Luckily, Barriss, Aayla and Ferus were keeping the mob under control. Deciding that he was needed to help the rest of them, Kit jogged off toward the other Jedi.

"That man..." she started to tremble. Bending with his knees, Obi-Wan helped her sit down on the ground as the girl gathered her thoughts. "That man... in white... my father was looking for the bag with all our records, he thought he saw it in another pile, he couldn't get through, and the man in white..." her voice came in uneven breaths. "My husband tried to attack him... and then you came back, and he didn't have him, he didn't have him..." her whole body shook.

"It's okay," Obi-Wan reassured her. "My friend got your father to one of the beds inside... I was just in there, I was coming out, and they were bringing him in. His nose looked broken, but that's all." He was glad to have some bit of good news for the girl. She nodded, rocking back and forth, still shaking. She sat there, breathing in and out, trying to control her nerves for a few minutes. Meanwhile, Aayla, Barriss, Kit and Ferus had remarkably gotten the crowd to follow them into the living spaces of the camp. Clonetroopers were to gather the belongings and bring them to the respective owners. The Jedi were now walking back, making sure that everything was in good order.

Obi-Wan looked up and called for Aayla to assist them.

He turned toward the girl. "This is Aayla. She'll help you get into the rooms to see your family, all right? I'll look for your familys' belongings. What's your family's name?"

"J..janolution."

"Okay. Go get yourself warm."

He helped her up. The girl was still trembling, in shock from the violence taken against her family. She was surprisingly heavy for having such a small, timid figure. Then Obi-Wan saw the shape of her stomach -- she must have been at least in her last few weeks of pregnancy.

Aayla led her toward the dormitory where her father and husband were. As he watched the soon-to-be-mother deal with being separated from her loved ones, Obi-Wan felt entirely sympathetic. Obi-Wan turned toward the direction of the clonetroopers sorting bags, letting out a long sigh.

(Like I said, a better chapter will be up soon.)