Hello people of fanfiction! I'm sorry for the long wait; my dad enjoys stealing my computer. But… HE FINALLY GOT HIS OWN! YAY So, without further ado- here's chapter 13!

Chapter 13

Satine POV

I was beyond angry now. How dare she just come in here and try to seduce MY husband? I was going to kick her slutty ass until her nose bled. She stared at me in shock.

"What the hell are you doing here? Obi-wan doesn't love you anymore. Don't you understand that? He loves ME. Get the hell out!"

My "loving" husband picked this moment to run out of the room only half dressed, which distracted Siri and gave me the opening I needed.

"Well, well, well. Looking better than ever baby."

Oh hell no.

I dashed at her and hit her in the head with Obi-wan's lightsaber. She let out a scream of rage and pain and slammed me into the wall with the force. I retaliated with force lightning, slamming her into the wall and knocking her out. This fight was over. And the best man-or in this case woman-won.

Obi-wan looked at me with shock and horror, and then dashed over to my side. He timidly reached out and touched my temple, pulling it back to stare at his red fingers.

"Satine"

"Yes?"

"How did you do that?"

"I have no idea."

He was silent for a long time. After a few moments he spoke.

"We should go to the med bay."

"What about Siri?"

He walked over and touched her wrist, checking her pulse.

"She's fine, but I'll take her to the med bay anyway."

"I'm sorry. I just…exploded."

"It's not your fault. How long have you been able to do…that?"

"Just a day or two. I figured it out the night I met Damien."

"I see." He paused "I'll need to talk to the council about this. I'll go as soon as I've taken you to the med bay. You need to rest."

"I'm not letting you go alone."

"Yes you are. Where's your commlink?"

"The man who captured me destroyed it."

"Then take this one. Word is bound to spread that you're in here, and then Anakin is likely to show up. If he does, call me, alright?"

"Alright."

We soon reached the med bay, and it was then that I realized just how tired I was. Obi-wan talked to the jedi master in charge, kissed me on the cheek, and left, presumably for the council chambers. The jedi in charge stared at me, and then spoke.

"You really damaged Master Tachi over there. Not that I object, but how did you manage this? You don't appear to be….strong enough to do this particular magnitude of destruction."

"I'm strong enough. And what do you mean 'destruction'?"

"She has three broken ribs, a fractured skull, and it appears that her flesh is slightly…singed."

"Oh."

I felt very dizzy now. How could I do something this violent? I suddenly felt very sick to my stomach, and ran to the nearest trash can. The jedi behind me muttered something as I continued to violently throw up.

"What was that?"

"Oh, nothing. Can you answer a few questions for me?"

Obi-wan POV

"Master, where is she?"

"Anakin, I told you, I want you to stay away from her."

"I promise you, I'll never touch her again. Just tell me where she is!"

"You can come with me to see her when I'm done here."

"I'm not waiting. I need to see her now!"

"What is so important that you need to see her right now?"

"We weren't using protection."

"What?"

"We weren't using protection."

"Did you…?"

"Yeah, I did."

"You're a dead man."

"Kill me later. I'm going to ask master Che if there's a way to…you know…kill anything I left in there."

"You're sick, Anakin."

"Would you rather watch your wife grow my bun in her oven?"

"NO!"

"Then this is really the only option, isn't it?"

"I don't think she'll let you go through with this."

"Why not?"

"It'll feel like you're killing off an innocent child. She won't let you do it."

"Then we'll knock her out and do it."

"She'll fight us."

"We're stronger that she is."

"Anakin, I'm not beating up my wife."

"Just think about it. I'm not ready to be a father, and neither are you."

"I'm going to go check on her."

"I'm coming with you."

We dashed to the med wing, where Satine was sleeping peacefully. Master Che was cleaning some utensils. I walked to my wife's side and clasped her tiny hand.

"How is she?

"Tired, but fine. Whatever you two did last night tired her out."

"How did you….?"

"She told me. Don't worry; your secret is safe with me. I'm rather fond of this one. You've made far worse choices in women." Her eyes flicked over to Siri.

"I agree."

"Master Che?"

"Yes, Skywalker?

He leaned over and murmured something in her ear. She looked disgusted.

"Skywalker! How could you ask something so disgusting?"

"I need to know."

"I suppose it depends on how long ago it was."

"Maybe three to four hours ago?"

"It may be too late. Where's the girl you need…cleaned out?"

"Right there."

"Oh dear."

"Yeah. Is there anything you can do?"

"I checked her over myself. I couldn't find anything in there. Her body may already be processing your…release."

"Oh no."

Well, that's all folks! Again, sorry for the delay. I HATE when other people don't update, and yet I never do!

Bye for now,

Desires of Darkness