A/N: Come on, people, 45 hits and still no reviews? sigh Well, hopefully this chapter will prompt some. You know, I wrote this thing about a year ago for a contest that still has not yet been judged, and I'm just now reading it over again. It's actually pretty funny, really. It had me laughing. Anyway, next chappie!

Chapter 4: Unexpectedly Caught

Obi-Wan skillfully guided the now crippled starship to the moon's surface. They got past the Star Destroyers unnoticed, but the ship was badly damaged, thanks to Jennifer's attack. As the ramp on the ship lowered, Obi-Wan handed Jenny a blaster pistol. "Don't use it unless you have to," he told her. "I have a feeling you aren't the best shot with one. Nonetheless, I'm not letting you go out there unarmed."

Jenny stared at him. "You mean you're taking me along?" she asked. "I expected to be left in the ship."

Obi-Wan shook his head. "You're under my protection. I can't just leave you lying around. There's no telling what kind of trouble you'd get into! Now let's go. I want to find those troops before nightfall."

The two walked through the endless forest for hours before they found any of the Imperial troops. They were scout troops with speeder bikes, parked in a clearing. Obviously, they were surveying the area, checking for any trouble. Jenny was determined not to cause any more problems, but, as it is, things don't always go right, do they?

Obi-Wan crawled to the edge of the ridge they were on and watched the scouts below him. Jenny came up next to him. "Pull out your blaster," he whispered. "I want to see how good of a shot you are."

"What if I miss," Jenny asked frantically. Obi-Wan pulled out a small blaster concealed in his belt and held it up, indicating that the scouts wouldn't get away, whether Jenny hit or not. Jenny nodded and pulled out the blaster pistol he had given her. Taking careful aim, she shot at one of the troopers.

Surprisingly, she got a solid hit on him. "I got him!" she shouted, forgetting that there was still one scout left. Obi-Wan and Jenny watched in dismay as the last scout rocketed away from the clearing on his speeder.

"No good now," Obi-Wan said. "We might as well follow in the same direction. I'll bet he's headed back to base. I hope you get a hundred more lucky shots like that," he commented drily. "I have a feeling we're going to have company on the way."

The two continued on in the same direction in which the scout had gone. After a while, Obi-Wan signaled Jenny to stay put. Running a short distance ahead, he peered around a tree. He stayed there only a moment before running back to Jenny. "Troops," he said quickly. "A whole battalion headed up this way. They've probably guessed we're the ones that attacked their battleship. There's nowhere to hide. We'll either have to fight our way out or surrender."

"I wouldn't consider surrendering an option right now," Jenny replied. "We can fight our way out of this, can't we?"

Obi-Wan nodded grimly, pulling out his lightsaber. "I certainly hope so," he answered as he turned toward the edge of the clearing. "Stay close to me, and you should be fine." Jenny intended to do just that.

A minute or so later, about thirty Stormtroopers came marching through the forest in double file. Obi-Wan brandished his lightsaber bravely as the troopers neared. Jenny held a tight grip on the blaster in her hand, hoping she didn't hit anything she wasn't supposed to. She stood just behind Obi-Wan and aimed at the first troop. She closed her eyes and pulled the trigger. When she opened them, the man was still standing, but the one behind him had dropped, tripping up the two behind him.

Obi-Wan twirled his lightsaber and took down the lead troopers. Jenny kept up a steady stream of laser fire, trying to take down as many troops as she could. She had only shot about four of them when she saw the scout. He had walked around the clearing and was now coming at them from the side. Jenny turned and screamed when she saw him three feet away.

Obi-Wan spun around when he heard Jenny scream, but it was too late. The scout had already bound her hands and was dragging her off. "Jennifer!" he yelled after them. But his distraction had given the other troops the chance they needed. One of the Stormtroopers took aim and fired. Jenny screamed again as the brave warrior fell to the ground. The scout trooper clamped a hand over her mouth to quiet her as he dragged her to his bike.

The scout locked Jenny's handcuffs to the side of the bike after lifting her onto the seat. Then he mounted in front of her and gunned the engine. One of the Stormtroopers came up to him before he went off. "We'll take care of the other one," he said through his helmet communicator. "Take her to base. Tell the lieutenant there to contact Admiral Piett and inform him that we found the rebels. Have them send transportation for them." The scout nodded once and the speeder bike zoomed away from the clearing and Jennifer's protector.

During the ride, Jenny wondered what had happened to Obi-Wan. Had they killed him? She tried not to think about it, but the more she tried, the more she found she couldn't help it. She was worried about him, and worried about what would happen to her now that Obi-Wan wasn't there to protect her.

After a short ride, they arrived at the shield generator bunker. Jenny recognized this place from one of her favorite movies. That set her off to thinking about home again. Her parents had definitely left for the airport by now. But had they forgotten about her? And would she ever see them again?

Jenny was placed in a small but not uncomfortable cell for the time being. "At least the Empire doesn't totally mistreat their prisoners," she muttered glumly to herself once she was alone. She paced the length and width of her cell while she waited for transportation. She wondered where they were going to take her, but she didn't get the chance to ask.

Sitting down on the small cot, Jennifer thought back on her adventure. As she thought about it, she realized that she owed Obi-Wan several apologies for her silly behavior. She hadn't used very much common sense, and she felt bad about it. Now she might never get the chance to apologize to him. The thought almost brought tears to her eyes.

She hadn't waited very long before a guard came back for her. Or, at least, she didn't consider it very long for a prisoner to wait. Maybe there's a short waiting list for the torture chamber, she thought sullenly. She was roughly shoved in the cargo hold of an Imperial shuttle and left there. She felt the floor shudder as the engine started up and the shuttle lifted into the air. Bored, she glanced around the hold for something to take her mind off of her problem.

What she saw nearly made her jump out of her skin. There, sprawled on the floor, was her protector, Obi-Wan Kenobi. Nearly squealing with delight, Jenny ran over to him to make sure he was all right. He seemed tired and groggy, and a little battered from having been roughly handled by the guards, but other than that, he didn't look injured. The Stormtroopers had probably put their weapons on stun. "You're here!" she almost yelled when she reached him.

"What? Where?" he mumbled, reaching up a hand to rub his head. He was still half unconscious from the stun blast, so Jenny helped him up and propped his back against a stack of crates.

"You, that's what," Jenny exclaimed excitedly. "I thought those troops had killed you!" Obi-Wan gave her a slight grin as he opened his eyes halfway to look at her.

"Not a chance," he said quietly. "Where are we now?"

Jenny sat down on the cold floor next to him. "We're on a shuttle," she answered softly. She put a hand behind his head to try and comfort him, though it was her that needed comforting. She had to admit, she was frightened. She didn't know what was going to happen.

Obi-Wan nodded. "Where are they taking us?" he asked.

Jenny shook her head. "I'm not sure," she said. She sighed shakily. "I'm... I'm scared," she admitted. Despite her fear, she noticed that Obi-Wan hadn't protested in the slightest when she had placed her hand behind his head.

Obi-Wan locked eyes with her through half opened lids. "Don't be afraid, Jennifer," he assured her. Jenny nodded and started to pull her hand out from behind him, but stopped when he gently grabbed her arm. "Don't," he whispered, closing his eyes. Jenny nodded and slipped her hand to the back of his head again. His hand slipped from her arm wearily and fell toward the floor. Jennifer caught it in her other hand before it hit the hard, cold metal.

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