Hiya, well here's chapter 2, kinda uneventful but I'm hoping rather insightful! I'm lounging around at home with a nasty sprained ankle and the crutches are driving me MAAAAAD! lol however I am pleasedto say I'm no longer single, hehehe, so if this sounds a bit mushy it's probably because Im doped up on painkillers and newly felt romance LOL! enjoy!
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"How soon can you get the generator up and running?"
"I just need three more minutes master!"
Obi-Wan Kenobi glanced briefly at his chrono, they were definitely cutting this fine, another ten minutes and he'd be receiving some angered telemetry from the select few council members awaiting them at the Dantooine republic base.
"You have one."
Anakin shot a look of annoyance at his master, or rather former master, seeing as Anakin had been promoted to the rank of knight only months before. The look was unseen, and somewhat gladly Anakin returned his gaze to the faulty generator, in all truths, he should have been able to fix this within the minute he'd been given easily, but his thoughts were elsewhere, they were back home, with Padme, his wife, as they had been a lot within the duration of this awful war. Funny, Anakin mused, how he'd always, as a small boy, referred to home as 'where his mother was', but now, it seemed, that he was 'home', when he was with Padme, it felt right, and it comforted him to think about it, something to go home to, someone to miss, someone to miss him. Anakin hid a sad smile, in every aspect, he should've been one of the happiest men alive at the moment, but he wasn't, lies did that to him, did that to anyone. He'd always been good at deceit, harmless as it had been, the odd white lie to his mother as to why he wasn't in bed at the correct time, a slightly exaggerated but believable excuse to Watto when a chore had not been done properly if at all. But this was different, this was both their futures, his and Padme's future, combined into one titanic time-bomb that, even with the slightest flicker, could implode, and in the process, destroy everything himself and his wife cared for, loved, and fought for, his dedication to the Jedi, hers to the senate, all that was the sacrifice paid for their wants, at times, he'd felt selfish, at others, resentful, why should he have to deprive himself of something so freely given and taken by others? Where was the fairness in that? There was none, and that was something war had taught him, that often, things that seemed so unjust, so cruel, had often become the accepted ways of the universe, because it was better for the general good. It would probably be easier to accept, Anakin supposed, if it wasn't he who was paying that sacrifice, if he could have, and do, whatever he wished, when others felt the depravities for his own benefit, he supposed he would've seen the reasoning. But from his current position, in this reality, he could not, and right now, he missed Padme more than anything else he'd ever known, more than anything he could ever know.
"Anakin!"
Anakin nearly jumped out of his skin, the turbo-spanner flying out of his hand.
"Master!" Obi-Wan laughed.
"Startle you there did I?" Anakin waited for the air to re-fill his lungs, a Jedi should never be caught off guard, no matter how amusing the consequences, he knew he was going to get a verbal bashing from Obi-Wan for that.
"Just a little, sorry, that was foolish." There was no reply, and that unnerved Anakin further. He screwed in the last bolt to the generator, and activated the previously malfunctioning machine, it whirred and hissed to life. Anakin patted it with his hand, silently thanking it for it's co-operation. He stood, straightening out his tunic.
"I'm done here, should be good to get us cross planet, we'll need a refuel once we reach the capital though master." Obi-Wan's hands rested on his hips, and he nodded solemnly.
"Agreed, when we arrive I'll leave you to the repairs while I meet with the council."
"Why do you suppose they called for us so urgently?"
"I'm not sure, comms are down inter-planet, so no one's been able to get word to or from Coruscant, we are just at the beck and call of Master Mundi and Master Windu for the time being." Anakin nodded, not trusting himself to speak further, no comm to Coruscant? This wasn't good, so far he'd been sending deeply encoded messages to Padme's apartment once every few weeks, it was what kept him going, knowing that she knew that he thought of her everyday, that no matter how terrible, or intense things became down here, she'd always know he loved her, and doing it kept his mind off of other things anyway, but who could he tell, who could he confide in, the loneliness of his constant pining and want was enough to consume him. Master Obi-Wan's voice startled him into the present once more.
"Count yourself lucky my old Padawan, while you sit around tinkering with spare parts that you love so much, I'll be sitting in senatorial quarters discussing politics with those who know the least about it." Anakin laughed, it sounded like something Padme would say, he sighed, oh how he missed her. He turned back to Obi-Wan.
"Don't worry master I'm sure you'll find someway to amuse yourself." He grinned at the older man. "You always do." Obi-Wan clapped him on the shoulder, a friendly smile spread across his bearded face.
"Save your sarcasm for someone who wants to listen. Get in the ship and fly it before I do, and you'll only start whining at my piloting skills if I fly it so get going now." Anakin mock-saluted Kenobi light-heartedly before leap frogging into the small ship, the newly repaired generator whirring pleasantly, it'd work for now, hopefully. Obi-Wan settled into the co-pilot's seat beside Anakin before closing the cock-pit hatch.
"All systems check out, you ready?" Obi-Wan nodded, paling significantly.
"Just don't do anything foolish or reckless, something I could never drill out of you under my tutorship." Anakin smiled as the ships engines growled into a fiery start up, he felt the reassuring wobble as the ship began to hover from the hangar bay floor.
"Never mind, I appreciate you trying, at least we'll get there faster." Obi-Wan groaned as the ship left the hangar at a roaring speed, breaking the atmosphere within seconds.
"That's what I'm afraid of, my fool-hardy young apprentice!"
His words were drowned out by the engine's screams as the ship entered hyperspace.