Aboard the Naboo cruiser, Obi-Wan and Sabé had decided to retire for the evening. Obi-Wan was laying on his back on one of the beds aboard the ship. He wore a black pair of sleep pants with no shirt. He stared at the ceiling as he absentmindedly stroked Sabé's hair with his left hand. In a pale purple nightgown, Sabé lay next to Obi-Wan on her stomach. She casually drew lazy circles with the fingers of her left hand across his chest and abdomen. They lay in silence, enjoying each other's presence.
"I wonder what they are doing now," Sabé stated softly, breaking the silence.
Obi-Wan chuckled, "Knowing Anakin, he's probably trying to be noble and is currently arguing about the sleeping arrangements."
"How so?"
"He'll suggest they take shifts with the sleeping bag, but he'll try to stay out all night. The Jedi code says that you should put other needs above your own. Which isn't bad, but Anakin takes it too literally. He would freeze just to follow the code."
"Well I guess you are right, it will start an argument. Padmé is smart she'll see what he is trying to do. He won't freeze, even if she has to drag him into that sleeping bag by herself. She wouldn't want her only companion on a strange planet to die."
They both chuckled lightly and then fell silent.
After a lengthy silence, Obi-Wan softly called, "Sabé."
"Mmmhhh…" she replied sleepily.
"Do you think its bad for Jedi to have attachments?"
Sabé sat up and looked at him. "Oh course not, why would I be with you if I did? Where did this come from?"
Obi-Wan sighed, "Nothing, just thinking. Sometimes I wonder if there was a reason why the Jedi Masters of old issued the no attachment rule to the code."
"One of them probably had problems getting a date and decided if they couldn't have attachments then nobody would." Sabé replied teasingly.
Obi-Wan smiled at this, but reverted back to staring blankly at the ceiling.
Sabé sighed. "I suppose the rule was imposed to prevent conflict and maintain focus within the order." She rolled over on her back and stared at the ceiling along with Obi-Wan. "I guess the Jedi Council feared that a Jedi might be distracted by his or her attachment, and would fail to do their job. So, I suppose in one respect, the no attachment rule is for the best."
Obi-Wan tuned to gaze at her, "But, that means our relationship is wrong."
Sabé sat up and took his left hand in hers. "No its not. The council may have meant well, but they didn't consider everything when they made the rule."
"How so?" He asked as he sat up as well.
"Attachments bring meaning to life. They give you a purpose. A Jedi is sworn to protect peace and justice in the Republic. A Jedi must love, or be attached to the ideals that the Republic entails. Without this attachment, a Jedi would not have a reason to uphold peace and justice; there would be no reason for them to do their jobs." She paused and gazed into Obi-Wan's eyes. " Attachments like ours are not bad, they add to the meaning of our lives. They are only a distraction, if we make them one. The council should have never banned attachments, just cautioned that Jedi should be mindful of theirs."
Obi-Wan gazed at Sabé and smiled. Her logic made sense. She was so smart, one of many reasons why he loved her. He took her in her arms and hugged her whispering, "You're right…. You are always right. I love you."
Sabé smiled at him, "I love you too."
Their lips met in a deep and lingering kiss. They continued to kiss as they lay back down on the bed. They broke the kiss after a few moments, but continued to cling to one another. Silence filled the room again as they slowly fell to sleep entangled in each other's arms.
Back in a cave on Hoth:
Padmé turned over in her sleep, and her hand fell to rest on Anakin's abdomen. She was dreaming and a whispered, "Anakin" fell from her lips with a sigh.
Suddenly, a log on their bonfire broke apart, and the noise woke her up. Realizing where her hand was, she pulled it away, and rolled away from Anakin. It did not take long for her to fall asleep again.