He had never expected to see her again. Now she lay in front of him, beaten and bruised. He felt responsible for her injuries. It was, after all, his padawan who made the last week of her life a living hell. The council had gone out of their way to conceal her identity as a Jedi, and then his padawan ruined all that work in a matter of days. In those days she had suffered beatings and broken bones at the hands of Krayn.
None of that mattered now. She was in front of him again. He promised himself that he would do whatever he needed to, to keep her with him.
As Obi-Wan began to relive the memories they had shared. Their arguments in the crèche, their lightsaber duels and even their old missions. Every memory he could conjure up, he wanted to relive.
Her eyes flickered open.
"Hello there." A crooked smile appeared on Obi-Wan's face.
"What's that look for?" Siri cringed as she spoke the words.
"I'm glad to see you're all right. That's all." He replied, realizing all too late that she knew him well enough to know the true feelings behind that look.
Siri stared up at Obi-Wan, and reached blindly for his hand. He took her hand intending never to let it go.
Siri's eyes filled with tears. "Obi-Wan, I'm sorry."
Surprised, "What are you talking about?"
"I'm sorry for leaving so abruptly. I should have let you know what was going on, I should have at tried to contact you, I should have…"
He silenced her by gently squeezing her hand. He slowly shook his head, "There's nothing to be sorry about," he said almost silently.
They both held each others eyes for a moment, before Obi-Wan leaned forward and kissed Siri's forehead. He stayed at her side until she fell asleep. He kissed her once again and promised her that he would always be at her side and would never leave her.