Finally, chapter 5. I hope you'll still enjoy this chapter. Only one more chapter to go before this fic is finally finished! See, I told you, it won't be a long fic... :D

First thing first... I would love to thank xInuyashaxangelx, Kenobifan, and Jedi X-man Serena Kenobi for all the nice words. Sometimes I think I really don't deserve it. I hope you'll still keep liking this chapter.

Enjoy!

5

With a slight bump, the ship landed on the sands of Tatooine, right in front of Obi Wan's hut. All his anger and depression were still there, but, along the journey, he managed to regain his conscience, and when they had stepped out of the ship, tranquilly, he let her begin,

"I hope you're willing to come…"

"Why?" he asked. And when she didn't respond, probably didn't know how to, he moved on, "Why did you take me there?"

"Because," she answered, slowly, "because, I need… To know."

"Yet when you've known it, you left."

He started walking towards the hut, without even looking back. He shut and locked the doorthen stayed in quietness. When a few minutes had passed and he unveiled the curtainto glimpse outside, the ship and its owner weren't there anymore.

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White dominated the room. The draperies, the wall, the altar, the long carpet along the isle, the flowers, the seats, were all coloured white. It is the colour of wedding.

Still, the guests were quite reluctant to obey the rule of colour. Some of them dressed like Pooja usually dressed; they must be her artistic friends. Some of them looked as if they had been in underground for too long; they must be his. When Obi Wan noticed this, the feeling of being the misfit by wearing his usual all-brown clothes, disappeared all of a sudden.

Obi Wan observed the men and women sitting at right rows; his side. He remembered her story about him; she said he was one of the rebels. Then, his friends must be rebels, too. He walked straight on the isle -the white carpet on it- and turned left; her side. He sat on the second row from the front, but quickly was on his feet again. The bell has rung, the music has been played, the bride has entered.

Her white long dress was the only one that matched the room. The groom, Obi Wan was just aware of this, was already in front of the altar, waiting for his bride. Obi Wan looked at the bride again and thought she was the most beautiful bride he had ever seen. As soon as the notion passed, though, he smiled to himself, as he thought, the groom's the one who is supposed to say that.

One and a half hour later, the priest allowed the groom to kiss his bride. They kissed. Obi Wan looked down and stared at his toe instead. When he looked up again, the newlyweds were still kissing. But then the bride glanced at some direction for a moment, and she pulled away. The hair behind Obi Wan's neck shivered when he sensed the glance.

Boom

Screams. Bombs. More screams were heard as a sound of bombing outside exploded in their ears. The rebels drew the laser guns they had been hiding under their shirts, and the groom did too.

"It's the Empire troops, trying to take something out of us again!" one of them yelled.

"No!" shrieked the groom, "it's a sabotage!"

He ran outside, abandoning his wife at the altar. Obi Wan's thought flowed, if what he said is true, then I must help them. I must help him.

I can't let her feel deserted. Again.

Marius ran passing him and Obi Wan grabbed his arm. Something burned his palm when he did that, but he ignored it.

"I want to help," he said, "let me come."

"Ben!" a voice coming from his left shouted, "no!"

Both men turning their heads to Pooja. Her look was of terror, her eyes showed horror, but they were all focused on Obi Wan. Marius turned to Obi Wan again and gave the Jedi the laser weapon in his hand.

"You're Ben?" he said, "she told me so much about you. Follow me!" And in a second, he was lost in the sea of men.

Obi Wan was just about to follow him, but his move was hindered when he felt a touch on his arm.

"Ben, no!" she pleaded, "what if they recognise you? You'll be killed!"

"Don't worry. I won't use my lightsaber."

"But… Ben!" Her voice was sinking behind his ears as he ran outside along with the rebels to the fighting ground. He sighted Marius already in front of the lines. Vigorous, head strong, with a determination in his eyes. Obi Wan instantly knew whom he reminded him of.

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Night had come and only a few of they who fought that morning were already home. Among them, there was no Marius, no Ben. Pooja contemplated this alone in a suite, Marius's; beautified for their first night. She had sent away her friends and those people saying they wanted to stay with her. She didn't need their company. She had cried in front of them and now she wanted to cry alone. She had tired of people thinking it was for her husband that she cried.

The lamps in the suite were unlit, so she could only see her own shadow, formed by the full moon. It reminded her of the night they buried her aunt; the night she had first met him. And the rumination brought more tears with them.

"Pooja?"

A gentle male voice calling from behind startled her. Not because she was scared of a stranger lurking from darkness, but because she knew whom the man was.

"Ben!" she cried, while running to him. And in a moment, her arms had circled his neck and his were encircling her.

"Ben, I was so afraid you might die!"

"A lot of times I've almost been killed by those Stormtroopers, but the thought of coming back to you saved me,

"Worry not, my love."

"O, say it again, Ben..."

"My love…"

They were in each other's arms again. This time, there was no way they could be apart. They kissed. Passionately and longingly. For they were in love. And they knew they wanted the moment to last, if not forever, then for a night. Just like the two lovers on the balcony, who surrendered to their feelings 13 years ago, they, too, had succumbed to their love. Just like the lovers who had turned against the odd and made their vows 13 years ago, they, too, had made theirs and had been one in each other. They made love, and it was all right, because, just like the lovers kissing on the balcony, they were in love.

One more to go!