As soon as they arrived they were greeted at the entrance by a palace guard, "Your highness, the Viceroy and the Queen are waiting for you in the infirmary." Amira and Obi-Wan moved quickly down the corridor.

It was eerily quiet. The lights were low. Amira saw her brother and Breha sitting beside the bed where Leia lay motionless. She squeezed Obi-Wan's hand and walked into the room, "How is she." Bail turned and focused his tired bloodshot eyes on her, "She is weak."

She approached her brother, "We have something that might work." Breha turned, "Might?" Obi-Wan stepped forward and bowed slightly, "Your highness the procedure is normally performed by a healer; we know what to do but have no experience doing it."

The Queen rose and faced him, "I have faith. If anyone can help her it is you." Amira glance from her brother to Breha and then her eyes settled on Obi-Wan, "We'll begin immediately." Reluctantly Bail and his wife backed away and let Amira and Obi-Wan take their positions on either side of the bed.

She picked up Leia's little hand and held it, speaking quietly to Obi-Wan, "How do you want to do this?" He reached down and brushed the hair from her small face, "She looks so much like her mother." She prompted, "Ben?" He looked up and said, "I'm sorry…let me try first."

He reached out to her with his mind, "Leia, My name is Obi-Wan do you remember me?" She was frightened and confused and did not respond. He tried several times to gain her trust but she remained just out of reach. He looked over at Amira, "She knows you; she might feel better if you talk to her."

She placed her hand on Leia's head, "Little Princess I am here; Obi-Wan is a friend do not be afraid." Leia's mind responded, "Scared." It was such a fragile response that Amira's heart constricted almost painfully. She continued, "I know you are sweetheart. We can help you. Will you trust us and do what we say?" The reply was weak but affirmative, "Yes."

Obi-Wan entered the little girl's thoughts once again, "You are very brave your highness. I know you are scared and you feel very alone and confused. I want you to think of your favorite thing for me, then tell me what that is?"

Her mind responded, "My puppy." He smiled inwardly and continued, "Good, I like puppies too. Amira and I are going to help you get better. As we go along if you start to feel scared I want you to think of your puppy. Think about playing with him; think about how it feels to pet him. Can you do that?"

She answered him simply, "Yes." Amira encouraged her, "That's my brave girl. Just listen to Obi-Wan talk to you and I will be right here the whole time. Your mommy and daddy are here too."

Hours had past. Bail and Breha waited anxiously as they watched the two Jedi communicate with their daughter in a ways they could not. They were exhausted from their vigil but never left the room for a moment.

Finally Amira removed her hand from Leia's forehead and leaned down to kiss her. At the same time Obi-Wan too lifted his hand and touched her cheek. He spoke to Leia audibly but in a whisper, "You did well young one."

Amira walked up to Breha and took her hands in her own, "She will be alright now." Tears began to flow down her face and she pulled her sister-in-law into a hug, "Thank you; thank you both." Bail embraced Obi-Wan, "Thank you my friend. Once again you helped my family in our greatest need."

Bail walked over and also embraced Amira, "My sister the Jedi. You've made me so proud." She returned his hug, closing her eyes against the fatigue and the tears, "I am so glad we were in time."

Breha was back at her daughter's bedside, "You both must be exhausted, let me have rooms prepared. General you must stay with us until you are rested. He replied, "Thank you my lady but there is no time, Luke is also ill. I must return to help him" Bail's smile faded, "No, not the boy too."

Bail looked at his sister, "Are you going with him?" She nodded, "Yes, I need to retrieve my ship. It is still in Mos Eisley. We used public transport to go to Coruscant and then here." Breha smiled through her tears, "You must hurry then. Be safe."

They said their farewells and left the infirmary and readied themselves for the trip back to Tatooine. Within an hour they were once again traversing across the galaxy to the Outer Rim.

As she slept aboard the transport he watched her. Having her in his life was something he never expected. How long ago had it been that they had traveled together from Coruscant to Alderaan and he had looked upon her sleeping figure tortured by memories of her incarceration. Now she was peaceful,strong and he loved her.

He reached out and traced the side of her face with his fingers. She had entered his life at a time when there was nothing left to fight for, nothing left to cherish. Despite having lost so much, the Republic, the Jedi order, Anakin, Padame and countless others, she brought the light to the darkness and healing to his wounded heart.

Still the future was uncertain. Could they possibly build a life together? It seemed unlikely. He had to remain in exile and she would always be under suspicion by The Empire.

Eventually they would have to part and his heart ached at the thought of saying goodbye. Would it be enough to love her from afar? He answered himself. Of course it would if that meant keeping her safe.

He lay down next to her and encircled his arm around her. Gently he pulled her back against him and kissed the side of her face. As he closed his own eyes he whispered, "Our time is short my love. Sleep well."

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Hey reviewers. Too mushy? It's going to get pretty angsty also. Let me know if I am over doing it. Thanks Obiwanabi