Chapter 4: The Jedi Way

Obi-Wan Kenobi tried to spin around to try and face the young woman that was leading him to the cargo hold once more, trying to get some of the answers to the questions that were buzzing through his head. "Listen, Keisha, you do not have to be so hasty in putting me in here, you know. We both want something out of each other, and I would be willing to chat about -"

She raised a hand to quiet him yet again, her blue eyes burning in the brightly lit corridor they were currently marching down. "No. Jango and I will continue this with you tomorrow. Think over what you want out of us, and consider being more compliant in giving us the information we need in return."

She placed a hand in the small of his back a few places later, and pushed him towards a door just in front of him. "Now, get some rest." Then, without another word, the door shunted open before him, and he stumbled the last few steps into the spacious cargo hold.

He groaned as the only exit to the hold fastened shut behind him, and plummeted the entire area around him into darkness. "Great," he mumbled, taking a few hesitant steps forward, and bashing heavily into some sort of crate just to his right.

"Gartal!" He cursed in a low hiss, wincing in pain as the gloom began to close in around him.

He fell into the Force, and started to survey the room around him. To his left, he sensed no life forms of any particular kind, just boxes of what must have been spices and contraband substances, due to the intense musky air that hung in the dark like a wet blanket. Shaking his head in growing exasperation, he flicked his Force-attuned senses over to his right, and gasped at feeling the presence of a very familiar person laying amongst a huddle of storage boxes.

"Siri!" He hissed, and fumbled his way round to try and find her, his fears starting to grow at the weak life ripples he felt coming from his lover.

Although unable to see her, after about what felt like ten minutes worth of stumbling and falling about in the dark, his right foot gently nestled next to something softer, and the sound of a low breathing wafted into his ears. He dropped down to the soft thing's side, and gingerly reached out a hand towards it. His hand connected with something that felt like the curves of a female human, and he blew out a low sigh of relief. He quickly found the side of her neck, and pressed his index and middle fingers to it, looking for any sign of a pulse. He found almost immediately the regular pulsing of her heart, and found himself praising the Force that she was alright.

He bent down lower to her side, and whispered in her ear, trying to add a little 'Force-persuasion' to get her to wake up. "Siri? Siri, can you hear me? Are you alright?"

Beneath his fingers, Siri stirred and he caught a tiny glint in the darkness that enveloped them to show that she was now awake. She groaned, and he slipped a hand under her head as he sat on the ground, allowing the top of her body to rest in his lap.

She blinked at him in the gloom, and he noticed that a small smile had crept onto her face. She murmured something that was barely audible. "Why...hello."

He smiled at her silhouette. "You okay?"

He felt her nod her head within his lap. "Yeah...I think so. What happened?"

His features melted into those of concern. "I was hoping that you could tell me that."

"Not really," she replied, her voice slightly strained as she came to. "Everything is a blur. All I remember is being dragged down here by that woman we were following, and then everything went black." She shook her head. "How long have I been out?"

He shrugged, running a gentle hand through her hand. "I have no idea. I was told that you had been interrogated before I was."

She shifted on the ground, and attempted to sit up, but he pushed her back down to her previous position. Frowning, she answered him, "I don't even remember that." She caught his gaze, and held it. "So, that must mean that you know who we are dealing with now."

A lump started to rise in his throat as he nodded. "I certainly do."

When he did not elaborate, she raised an eyebrow at him and prompted, "Well, who are these people?"

He laughed sardonically, taking her aback a little. "You aren't going to believe me when I tell you."

She frowned at him and made her tone sincere, and a little bit scolding. "Try me."

He attracted her full attention at that point, with eyes that were wide and reasonably shocked. "Jango Fett."

He allowed her to sit upright at that point, as she rose and looked at him in amazement. "No...that's not possible."

He shuddered. "And yet it is."

"W..." She gave him a concerned gaze. "What are we going to do?"

"What we were told to do." He reached out, and gripped what he thought was her hand, and let out a small but silent breath when what he did make contact with was her right hand. "We'll just have to be a bit more careful this time."

She smiled, and he felt her squeeze his hand in reassurance. "Yes. And keep a closer eye on that employee of his. She's a slippery one."

Obi-Wan shook his head. "They're closer than that. I've got a feeling she's more than an employee of his."

She raised an eyebrow. "Really?" When he nodded, she smiled confidently at him. "Well then, we play up against it. They're obviously stronger as one, so we'll have to try and break that up a little bit."

His eyes rolled around a full three hundred and sixty degrees. "That's not exactly the 'Jedi Way' of dealing with things, now is it?"

He became aware of her gaze burning onto him. "Well, have you got any better ideas?"

He sighed. "I guess not."

"Well then," she replied, her tone rather stony. "We'll have to do it that way."

"Okay...okay," he muttered in resignation.

That was the last way he wanted to deal with things, but Siri was right. The Jedi needed to be in control of the situation, to not betray any important information of the Jedi Council. And at the present time, that was not happening. But...did they have to ruin everything just to get what they wanted? Yes, seemed to be the only logical answer. So, as usual, the situation was turning against the true methods of the Jedi, and turning more into something like a political campaign against an enemy, by attacking at it's weaknesses. Not the Jedi way at all...