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Chapter 5: Scent Of A Woman

When there was no answer, Obi-Wan tried hitting the panel to open it. She had locked it from inside. He used the force to bypass the locking mechanism and the door finally opened. They went inside and found her gone. Her bag was on the sleep couch, packed.

The smell of perfume was heavy in her room and Obi-Wan stopped, suddenly dizzy. He leaned against the wall, breathing heavily. The smell intensified his headache and he felt his body trying to react again. He backed out of the room and leaned against the corridor wall, making himself relax. The headache decreased a little.

"Obi-Wan!" Siri's concerned voice spoke in the fog he was shaking himself out of. "Are you all right?" He felt her hand on his arm and was comforted by it.

He nodded. "I will be. You check out her room. I'll stay here," he said with a weak smile. Siri nodded and disappeared for a few minutes.

While waiting for her, Obi-Wan tried to get a sense of where Vyxn could be, but she had shielded herself too well.

Siri returned after a few minutes with a look of distaste on her face. "She's gone. After she locked the door from the inside she got out through the air vent. I looked in her bag. There's nothing but clothing, toiletries and a lot of scents." She suddenly sneezed. "It's strong in there. How are men attracted to that?" she wondered.

Obi-Wan shook his head, remembering how intoxicated he had felt the night before. If men accepted her, they would likely enjoy the experience. Resistance would likely bring on the sick feeling he was experiencing when he entered her room. Sickness mixed with desire. He shook his head again and cleared the fog. The urgency of finding Vyxn returned.

"We need to find her," Obi-Wan said. "I have a bad feeling about this."

"Really? Now?" Siri asked. "Where was that bad feeling before you let her on this ship?"

Obi-Wan ignored her. "I'll check in the lower storage area. You check the front of the ship and the escape pods. Comm me if you find her."

Siri stopped him before he left. "Are you going to be ok?" she asked. "You're looking a little pale again."

He grinned at her, "Of course! I'll be fine. Don't worry about me, Okay?"

xXx

Siri nodded, but that didn't keep her concern for him from tugging at her consciousness. She reluctantly watched him as he headed toward the storage compartment.

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Vyxn strode into the galley carrying a little package. She brightened at the sight of the the two boys sitting at the table. Ferus eyed her warily as Anakin jumped up eagerly and bowed.

"Good Morning, boys!" she sang cheerfully, giving them her most ravishing smile.

Anakin smiled widely in return and answered, "Good morning, Vyxn, sleep well?" He pulled out a chair for her. She nodded at him but went to the counter first.

"Very well! I brought these sweet cakes for you!" Her back to them, she reached for two small plates sitting on the counter and opened the package.

Ferus was suspicious. He looked at Anakin, and pulled out his comm. It suddenly flew out of his hand and into Anakin's, who grinned at him.

At Ferus's silent and wondering stare, Anakin whispered, "She seems harmless. We can comm them in minute."

"Master Obi-Wan said to contact him if she comes in!" Ferus whispered with annoyance.

"We will! Lets see what she has first." Anakin looked at her standing at the counter, his eyes bright with curiosity and eagerness.

Ferus shook his head in protest and grabbed for the comm. Anakin jerked it away and wagged a finger at him. "No, no! Not yet." He seemed almost playful, which annoyed Ferus.

"Anakin, this is serious!" he whispered. He drew on the force to yank the comm from him, but Anakin used the force to stop him.

They glared at each other. Ferus opened his mouth to say something when Vyxn turned around. He closed his mouth and sat up, his face now poised and calm. Anakin calmly folded his hands on the table, the comm units resting under them.

With a big smile, she presented two small sweet cakes to them, covered in a luscious white frosting. Anakin licked his lips.

Ferus looked at it suspiciously. "You came in here before any of us was awake and made these?"

"Oh, don't be silly. I made them before I left Alta 7. They've been in my bag. I was going to eat them while on my trip, but you have all been so kind to me, giving me these delicious meals I haven't gotten to them. Anyway, I want to share them now with you boys in gratitude for everything you've done for me these last couple of days."

"Thanks, V..." Anakin started to reach for a cake, but Ferus grabbed his hand and stopped him. Anakin glared at Ferus. Ferus ignored him and looked at Vyxn.

"No thank you, Vyxn. It was our pleasure, but we just ate and..."

The pout Vyxn put on shut Ferus up. A soft sweet scent suddenly filled the room, hitting the Padawans' senses.

"Oh, please, Ferus. I worked really hard on them at home, and they are so good. They need to be eaten while they are still fresh enough. You've given me so much, let me share this with you, please?"

Resolutions made while in the safety of his bed the night before dissolved with the disappointed look in her large green eyes, so large and innocent and full of hope. Ferus and Anakin felt confusion hit their minds. They knew they should be contacting their masters but suddenly it didn't seem important. The only thing that seemed important was putting a smile back on that pretty face. They reached for the cakes. She smiled happily.

She was still smiling when their heads landed on the table, unconscious.

"Sleep well, my handsome boys. Had you been a little older, we could have had some fun, but for now, enjoy your dreams." She lightly kissed each boy on the cheek and left the room.

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Master Dunn was in the med unit. He had been searching for the headache medicine he knew he had, but wondered where it went. He tapped his fingers impatiently against the table. The apples still sat where Siri had placed them the day before. He picked one up, looking at it thoughtfully. He shook his head. Why did he seem distracted? This wasn't like him.

"Looking for this Doctor?" a female voice said behind him.

He twitched his nose at the sweet scent suddenly in the room and turned to find Vyxn holding the headache medicine in her hand. "Yes, why do you have it?" he asked suspiciously.

"Oh, I had a headache earlier and came here to look for something for it. You were all asleep and I didn't want to disturb anyone." She approached Master Dunn, smiling. He smiled back. He remembed what Obi-Wan had been through the night before, so he kept his guard up.

"Oh, don't worry about me. I've learned my lesson about Jedi," she cooed softly. Master Dunn seemed to relax a little and then as he looked at her, he found he couldn't quite think clearly. Alarms sounded in his head, but he didn't know why.

She reached out with the medicine. "Here you go," she said. He reached out for the bottle and she suddenly grabbed his hand. Before he could stop her she had blown a puff of perfumed mist into his face. As he collapsed she reached into his robe and pulled out the datapad. "I'll take this. Thank you, Doctor, you have been so helpful. Don't worry, you'll come around after a while, but it may be too late." She giggled as she left the med room.

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Obi-Wan was down in the storage room. The engine compartment was in a doorway right next to it. Next to the engine door was a panel that could slide out to do a quick adjustment or repair. Anakin had explored the panel and engine room when they first boarded the ship, wanting to become familiar with the working of the transport.

Obi-Wan looked in the engine and storage room thoroughly, but when there was no sign of her he pulled out his comm unit to contact Siri. He paused when he heard a noise. He put the comm unit back into his pocket and turned as Vyxn strode into the room.

"Vyxn! What are you doing here?"

"That seems to be your favorite question for me , Master Kenobi." A remorseful look came over her face as she said, "Actually I was looking for you. I'm ashamed of the way I acted last night. I should have known you would not give in to me. I-I'm sorry." She looked truly ashamed, and although Obi-Wan did not let down his guard, he nodded slowly.

"All right," he said carefully. "I accept your apology, now will you go with me? We need to get out of here, and Siri will be watching you till we get to Coruscant."

"Oh." Large tears welled in Vyxn's eyes. "Oh, please, Master Kenobi. I am sorry, truly I am. I won't try anything again, I promise. Please don't leave me alone with - her. She scares me."

Obi-Wan couldn't help a small smile. "Well, she sometimes scares me too," he answered, "but she's not so bad. She'll just - keep you company till we land."

Vyxn fixed Obi-Wan with a stare. "Please, Obi-Wan," she said softly, seductively, slowly approaching him. He felt his head swim again as a slight scent of perfume wafted in the air. His headache suddenly grew fierce again.

" Oh, no, she's doing it again!" he thought to himself. He backed away, trying to pull in as much of the force as he could, but it seemed murky and hard to find. "Not good." She drew closer to him. He raised his hands and force pushed her back. She only staggered back a little, then quickly recovered herself. She reached for him and pulled herself up to him, her face only inches from his.

"I tried a new lipstick this morning. I want to see how you like it," she whispered.

His mind tried to grasp her words. "Lipstick?" he mumbled.

She nodded, then pressed her lips against his, hard. He grabbed her shoulders and with an effort pushed her back, and she staggered backwards, smiling at him. He stared at her and reached for his comlink, but suddenly his hand began to tremble and the comlink slipped out of his hand. The room began to spin, her face doubling and tripling in his vision. As his knees buckled and darkness enfolded him, he heard her sweet voice speak soothingly to him.

xXx

Vyxn knelt down next to him.

"Don't worry Obi-Wan, it will be over soon." She brushed a wisp of hair from his face gently. "Oh, poor Master Tachi, she'll be heartbroken. But she won't have time to be heartbroken for long. Good bye Lover. I'll miss you."

She stood and went to the engine panel, and slid it open.

TBC