WEAKNESS_

A red glow was illuminating his face as his blue-white sabre clashed with the Sith Lord's deathly red one. A scream echoed in his ears, making the Jedi Knight wince sharply. That gave the older man an advantage. The white bearded man pushed the younger man off his lightsaber, relieving pressure that had been applied to him, slamming the hilt of his sabre on to the Jedi's ribs, hearing a sick crack, followed by a scream of pain as the injured man fell to his knees, holding his side as pain exploded from him.

"Master Kenobi," the elderly Sith said slowly, smiling slightly at the sight of his interal pain being brought to him, "I will make your death slow and painless."

Obi-Wan breathed a painful laugh. "Dooku," he growled, "why...don't you wait...for another day?" he struggled to say as he looked up into the blue eyes of his enemy.

Dooku chuckled and suddenly had Obi-Wan up on his feet, a tight hold on his throat. "Oh, but what fun would that be, Master Kenobi?" he asked, a smile creeping in on his lips.

Suddenly, Obi-Wan gave a gasp of shere pain, feeling heat rise within him as Dooku held his lightsaber tightly at Obi-Wan's stomach. Fresh, bright red blood bubbled at his lips as it trickled down the corners of his mouth, a weak grunt escaping him as he felt the lightsaber pull out of his stomach and couched up blood, his vision fuzzy.

"OBI-WAN!" Sajana screamed as she ran forward, collapsing at his side and craddled his head, tears streaming down her face. "Obi, please. Don't leave. I can save you," she whispered, holding him tight, her eyes shut. She opened her eyes when she felt a gloved hand touch her face.

Obi-Wan's face face was screwed up in pain. "Sajana, I...love you." he said, his voice barely a whisper as he was slowly losing consciousness.

Sajana put her small hand on his larger one, tears falling down her face. "Obi, please hold on," she pleaded. "I'll get you to the Healers. You just have to hold on."

Obi-Wan was struggling to breathe. "Saj, I-I'm...sorry." he said, gasping in unbearable pain, slamming his eyes shut, pain pooling over him again.

"Shhh," Sajana soothed comfortingly. "It'll be alright." Sajana looked up, seeing a Medical Transport land by them. Two Medics came out with a stretcher, running over to them.

"I...failed." Obi-Wan breathed as he leaned his head against her chest, hearing her rapid heartbeat.

"You tried your best, Obi," Sajana told him softly as he was carefully lifted on to the stretcher. "Don't put the pressure on yourself."

"But..." he stopped short, another sharp pain attacking him again.

"Obi-Wan, relax," Sajana coaxed, taking little notice at the blood that was on her tan tunic from Obi-Wan. "You're going to be fine."

Obi-Wan hesitated, looking into her deep, red eyes that seemed clouded with worry. "Where...will you be?" he asked as a breathing mask was put over his mouth and nose, wincing as a Bacta Patch was carefully stiched on to his wound where Dooku had stabbed him.

Sajana walked over to him and held his hand gently. "I'm staying with you." she told him.

Obi-Wan frowned. "But, the battle-"

"We won," Sajana cut him off gently, "After Dooku fled, Anakin, Ahsoka, and the Clones finished the Droids off with no problems."

Anakin. "Is...he alright?" Obi-Wan asked, concerned for his former Padawan.

"He and Ahsoka are fine, don't worry." Sajana said softly, caressing his face gently with her hand.

"Where...where is...he?" Obi-Wan asked, wincing as a sedative was injected into his arm, the Jedi Knight already feeling drowsy.

"He's going to meet us at Coruscant, Obi," Sajana said, seeing that he was already nodding off. "Get your sleep. I'll stay here by you. I promise."

Giving in to the drugs, Obi-Wan closed his eyes, darkness dragging him down.

It's always sad to see nightmares for Obi-Wan because they're either horrible, or they would traumatize him): Review, please!