A/N: Regarding Yoda approving of Obi-Wan and Sabé, I've read so many stories where he's dead set against it, so I decided to write one where he wasn't. Besides, he must have been right, because the New Jedi Order don't abide by the no love rule.

Chapter Twenty-Seven – Devotion.

When Sabé and Obi-Wan returned to the apartment they found Dormé and Typho preparing to go out.

"Ah, M'Lady, there you are," Dormé said, rushing over. "Captain Typho and I were just about to leave to accompany Representative Binks to the Senate. Are you coming?"

Out of the corner of her eye, Sabé observed Obi-Wan pick up a data pad and begin typing rapidly.

"Yes, I'll come. Padmé would want me to help keep an eye on him. Let me fetch my cloak." She hurried to her room and then returned to the handmaiden. "Let's go. Are you okay to stay here, Obi-Wan? We shouldn't be too long."

He walked over calmly. "Yes, of course." He handed her the data pad with no explanation and stepped back to look out of the window at the ongoing streams of traffic.

Sabé glanced at him, confused, and followed Captain Typho and Dormé out the door. As they walked down the corridors she read what Obi-Wan had typed on the data pad.

'Sabé,

I can't believe that after all we've been through and with all my Jedi training I can't quite find the courage to tell you what I must properly. It's something quite simple, Sabé, but something I should have said before, as it would have saved you a lot of pain. I love you. I think I must have loved you since we first met. I was just too much of a fool to realise it until my ship flew away from you. You never realise the value of something until you lose it.'

Sabé stopped walking, heart pounding. Her breath caught in her throat and she couldn't believe what she was reading. Dormé and Typho halted and looked back at her curiously.

"Um…actually, I think I need to deal with this now if you don't mind," she managed. "You can keep an eye on Jar Jar, can't you?"

"Of course, M'Lady," Typho said. "Is everything all right?"

"Yes, yes, fine. It's just some…interesting information…that I need to check out." She turned to head back towards the turbolift and broke into a run. Inside she read through the rest of the letter.

'I spoke to Master Yoda while you were entertaining the Padawans and he told me that for me love is an ally not an enemy and he accepts that there is a connection between us. I'm in love with you, Sabé, and I needed to tell you at last.'

Sabé burst through the turbolift doors to find Obi-Wan still standing by the window. He turned to her and their eyes met. She held the data pad loosely in her hand and dropped it on the sofa as she rushed to him. He held her close, breathing in the scent of her hair; her skin; her. Both delighted in the warm refuge they found in each other's arms. He held her away from him a little.

"Can you forgive me, Sabé?"

"For what?"

"Causing you so much heartache."

"There is nothing to forgive, my feelings were my own."

"I've shared it with you, you know. Never knowing if we would see each other again, believing love to be unrequited for ten years, the pain…I'm so sorry, Sabé."

"Please don't be. I just…I can't believe it's true. Am I asleep?"

He smiled gently and caressed her cheek. "It's true, I promise. I love you."

"I love you. I have for so long."

He pulled her close again, capturing her lips in a heartfelt and tender kiss. Sabé still found it hard to believe. The love she'd been so convinced would never be returned filled her soul. She had dreamed of this day, this kiss. Obi-Wan's kiss was passionate, loving, desperate and gentle all at once. When they pulled away he noticed a tear slip down her cheek.

"Are you all right?"

She nodded. "It's just…shock. That's all. I'm okay."

"I understand. It's not every day that a girl is told the most brave and most handsome Knight of Wisdom is in love with her."

Sabé laughed and blushed. "I knew you were going to realise what I was talking about."

"Of course I did. It was very well revised. But I don't remember rescuing you from a tower."

"No, but you did escort me from the Temple."

"Oh, yes."

He smiled and led her to sit down on the sofa. They looked deep into each other's eyes. Sabé saw many things reflected there. Admiration, trust, desire, tenderness. She could see it all in the entrancing crystal blue. Their lips met once more. Obi-Wan didn't think he would ever tire of kissing her. She was as sweet natured as an Alderaanian Princess and as alluring as a Twi'lek dancer.

Sabé reached for the data pad and read the letter for a second time. "I suppose I'm going to have to erase this, aren't I?" she said with a sigh.

"I think that would be best. Master Yoda specifically instructed that we be discreet."

She regretfully deleted the words and then settled back to study her love. It had not taken her long after seeing him again to decide that he had become even more striking over the years. When he noticed her staring at him his face broke out into a smile and she blushed a little. They talked together for hours, only pausing to step outside to the balcony to watch the sunset. As they stood there side by side, hands overlapped on the railing, Sabé sighed deeply.

"This reminds me of that time at the Jedi Temple," she said quietly.

Obi-Wan smiled. He had been about to say something similar himself. "Yes. The first time I got to talk to you rather than the Queen."

"It was also the first time that I realised I had truly fallen for you."

"Really?"

She nodded. "I tried to hide it away. I swore I would never tell you how I felt because I knew the rules of the Jedi code. I tried to forget you." She glanced over at him. He was calmly watching her, taking in her every word. "I couldn't do it."

"I couldn't either. I didn't really want to." They shared a smile and a comfortable silence and watched the sun go down. Then Obi-Wan said, "We should get some sleep. I want to leave early in the morning."

"Okay. There was something I wanted to check with you actually." She walked briskly to her room, leading him to her case of equipment and weaponry. "How much of this do you think I'm going to need?"

Obi-Wan cast an eye over everything. "A blaster definitely, just in case. Maybe a vibroblade might come in handy."

"That's what I was thinking." She set the items aside, quickly checking the blaster was in perfect working order. "I'm hoping I'm not going to need these."

"Me too."

She put them down and turned to face him. A look of a thousand words passed between them.

"Well," he said at length, "I should go and rest."

"Wait, Obi-Wan." Her quiet voice stopped him. "Stay with me."

He opened his mouth to say something, a negative expression on his face. She set him straight before he could voice his thoughts. "I don't want to…to…do anything," she said awkwardly. "I just want to be held…I want to feel loved."

He smiled. He too wanted to feel that connection, that tenderness.

He used the Force to close and lock Dormé's door from the inside, then they settled down to sleep. The last thoughts Sabé had before she drifted off were of her Obi-Wan; the gentle rhythm of his heartbeat beneath her head, the look of affection in his eyes, how he loved her, how she loved him. She slept peacefully that night.

A/N: Yes, I know it was a short chapter, but I'm hoping its contents will be enough that you will forgive me : )