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Chapter 14: Grieving.

The sunlight streamed in through the open window, the warm air blowing through the curtains and rustling his hair. The sweet smell of blossoms wafted into the room as Obi Wan began to stir. He rolled to his side and faced the balcony, letting the air hit him in the face. He sat up and stretched out his legs. He shrugged of his blanket and pulled himself of his bed. He let the air glide across his bare chest and walked bare foot to the balcony. Each smell he took in was sweet fragrance of Satine; each rose he took in was a replica of her perfume. He walked back into his room and pulled his robes over his head, each section smelling of Satine's hair shampoo. A small rustle sounded in his ears, he turned round by his bed and saw Satine's emerald green necklace she had worn the night before glinting in the corner of his eye. He walked over to it and picked it up, the weight equalled by its size. A small note took his eye, the fluttering sound echoing in his head as it began to blow away. He reached over and let the paper rest in his hand; he turned it over and looked at the swirled writing, watching as it twisted round the page. Then he began to read.

'Come and get it'

"Come and get it" Obi Wan said out loud, confused by the note. The four words spun in his head as he tilted his head. Then it clicked. Satine's necklace just 'happened' to be lying next to his head, a note was underneath the piece of jewellery. He ran. He headed down each corner, each turn of the corridor towards Satine's room, building up each pace of his run. He ignored each throb that burned through his leg as he skidded to a stop outside her room.

"Satine, Satine are you in there" Obi Wan shouted out, knocking hard on the door as he went. Nothing filled his ears so he pushed on the keypad and opened the door. The first thing he saw was he dress, the satin crinkled upon the floor, her hairbrush shining in the morning light glinted in his eye. He walked over and took a strand of her blonde hair from the brush and let it twist through his finger. He noticed the doors of her balcony were ajar and so he walked over to close them. 'Maybe she's just at breakfast' he thought to himself, the hope draining from his head. He looked to the floor and out of the corner of his eye red blinked to him, just little streaks on the floor. He bent down and let his finger run down in. it was still wet, he brought it to his face and sniffed it. No fragrance. From his back pocket he pulled out a sampler, a device that could trace samples of anything, from hair to blood. He let the sample drip onto the little tray.

"Sample this liquid to anyone" Obi Wan said to it. He let the beeps fill his ears as it continued to figure it out.

"The sample is blood. It belongs to The Duchess Satine of Mandalore" the mechanical voice sound round in his head like a bombshell. 'It belongs to The Duchess Satine of Mandalore' the same voice spun round in his head over and over again.

"SATINE" He shouted out, his lungs getting ready to burst as he felt a warm tear drip down onto his cheek and then another and then another.

He sat on her bed, his weight spreading round him and brought his knees to his chest and began to cry holding her necklace to his heart.

Anakin poured out his cereal, the tinkling of it echoing round in the bowl. He picked up his spoon and stuffed his face, the milk draining from the side of his mouth. Beside him Senator Organa delicately munched on a piece of buttery toast.

"Has anyone seen Obi Wan and Satine?" Anakin asked, wiping his mouth with his tunic sleeve.

"I haven't seen them," Bail answered not looking up from eating his toast.

Anakin got up from his seat and one of the servants took his bowl from his place.

"Obi Wan, you there" Anakin talked into his comlink, but all he heard was the static buzzing from Obi Wan's link.

"Obi Wan?" He said again, still receiving no response.

"Right" Anakin moved his chair out of his way and walked from the room.

"Master Skywalker, where are you going?" Bail shouted, running out the room after Anakin, the servants looking at them in confusion.

Anakin stormed towards Obi Wan's door and knocked on it hard, the echoing surrounding him.

"Obi Wan are you in there" Anakin shouted at the door, the continuous sound of nothing filling up his ears. He pressed on the keypad and let himself in, looking round each corner of the room. His blanket from the bed was on the floor, the balcony of the doors ajar. Anakin paced round the room, not noticing that Bail was following him with his eyes.

"Maybe he went to see the Duchess" Bail put out, breaking each inch of silence between the two of them. Anakin stopped and looked towards Bail his eyes staring into his own.

"Perhaps he has. Lets go then" Anakin walked from the room again with Bail following in behind. He twisted down each staircase, each corridor, and the eyes of many Alderaan leaders watching them as they continued to walk.

"Duchess Satine, are you in there?" Anakin called out knocking onto the door. The echoing silence continuing round them. The only sound from the room was a cry, a cry of despair, pain and suffering. The creaks of the springs from the bed continued to sound and someone whimpered and cried out.

"Who's in there?" Anakin called out, no sounds coming from the room.

"Open the door, or I'll force it open." Anakin shouted again.

"Master Jedi, that won't work. Why don't you just open the door?" Bail pointed out looking at the keypad beside the door.

Anakin appeared to take no attention and stepped back, and used the force to attempt to get the door open but fell to the floor.

"Like I said, you could just open the door using the keypad" Bail walked over to the pad and pressed the key opening the door.

"I knew that" Anakin said, walking into the room, taking note of the satin dress on the floor and the open balcony. Each amount of air blew through his hair and the smells of blossoms filling his nose. But the crying hadn't stopped, it continued to fill his head as he turned towards Satine's bed to see a crying Jedi Master rocking back and forth on the bed, his knees brought to his knees and something grabbed to his heart.

"Master?" Anakin asked cautiously, walking towards the Jedi master watching, as he didn't look up towards the voice.

"Master, Obi Wan. Alderaan to Obi Wan are you in there" Anakin shook Obi Wan and forced his head up to see his eyes glazed with tears. Never had he seen him like this, not in war, not in death never.

"Obi Wan, are you ok?" Anakin asked curiously.

Obi Wan looked into Anakin's eyes, the tears still falling and he continued to hold something to his chest.

"She's gone Anakin" Obi Wan said.

"Gone master, who?"

"…Satine"

Anakin was confused, but kept watching as Obi Wan rocked back and forth continuously and cried.

"How can you be sure?"

Obi Wan unfolded his legs and pulled his hand from his heart producing a large necklace. The emerald winking at him as he took it from Obi Wan's hand and weighed it in his hand, he watched as Obi Wan went into his pocket and drew out a piece of paper.

"Read it" was all Obi Wan said.

'Come and get it' was all the note said.

"Satine's necklace was weighing it down by my bed when I woke up"

Anakin just looked at him in shock as he continuously cried.

"I'll leave you master" Anakin said turning his back on Obi Wan, giving him back the necklace and note and left the room and just to hear the final sound of Obi Wan sniffing and still crying on his own.

Awwwww poor Obi please review each comment is much appreciated.