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Obi-Wan had to contact Yoda because they were going to stay a bit longer, a day or so, before they came back from leave, but the elderly Grand Master knew that Obi-Wan was hiding something from him.
"Hmm..." Yoda grunted, his holographic image flickering as he tapped his gimmer stick on the ground. "Hiding something more, you are, Obi-Wan. Tell me, you will."
Obi-Wan tensed. He already has a year of teaching Meditation to the Younglings and he didn't want anymore punishment. He let out a sigh, running his hand through his hair. He was going to regret this. Obi-Wan fell back against the couch and sat down with a sigh. "A...couple nights ago, Master Yoda," Obi-Wan started shakily, "Sajana and I had a slight...activity, if you could put it." Obi-Wan narrowed his eyes, an awkward silence coming from the two Jedi. He looked up when he heard Yoda grunt.
"Understand this, I do, Obi-Wan," the Grand Master said slowly. "Give Sajana and you another day, I will."
Obi-Wan smiled weakly. "Thank you, Master Yoda."
"Talk, you and I will, when you get back." Yoda told him.
The smile faded. "What? Why?" he asked, confusion flushing over him.
Yoda giggled. "Leave, I must," he said with another tap of his gimmer stick. "See you in the Meditation Chambers tomorrow, I will, Master Kenobi." With a nod from Yoda, the hologram blanked out.
Talk? What had they to talk about? Then, Obi-Wan felt panic sink in his heart. What if he were to get expelled from the Order? Obi-Wan groaned, burying his face into his hands, running his hands through his hair.
"Obi?" Sajana walked out of their room, leaning on the doorframe, making the other Jedi Knight looked up. "What's wrong?"
"Nothing, Saj," he told her. "I contacted Master Yoda and he said we could have one more day here because our leave has been over two days ago." A small smile tickled at his lips. For the first time, Obi-Wan noticed that Sajana had a tiny baby bump beginning to form as she held her arm over it gently.
"That's nice of him, but," Sajana paused, walking over to join him on the couch, "something's bothering you." Sajana sat down next to him, a small hand on the small of his back.
Obi-Wan narrowed his eyes and looked away from her. "I'm sorry for yelling at you last night," he muttered, clearly annoyed at himself. "It was wrong for me to go off on you like that."
"You were stressed and still possibly angry at what I had said to you," she said softly, rubbing his back gently. "I understand that."
"It's that and," Obi-Wan shut his eyes and shook his head, "I feel so...so stupid for doing that. It was uncalled for and-"
"You were scared." Sajana finished his sentance.
"Saj," Obi-Wan breathed, shaking his head again and running a hand through his hair. "I-I'm sorry."
"Don't be," Sajana murmured, reseting her chin against his shoulder. "It's not your fault."
Obi-Wan groaned, burying his face in his hands. "I just...don't know what to do anymore half the time, Sajana." he told her, frustrated.
Sajana sighed. "You're impossible, Obi," she grinned as kissed his neck. "I hope you know that." she chuckled.
Obi-Wan shrugged and looked up at her. "I try." he laughed lightly.
Sajana's smile faded.
"What?" Obi-Wan asked instantly.
"I'm getting worried about you, Obi-Wan," Sajana muttered, putting her hand over his. "I heard you screaming in your sleep last night."
"It...was just a bad dream." he told her, his blue-gray eyes almost seeming...cold and distant instead of warm and inviting.
"Do you want to talk about it?" Sajana asked, not wanting to push him if it were that bad.
"No," Obi-Wan muttered, staring down at the floor. "I want to talk to Yoda about it." Obi-Wan sounded sad and...and scared. Was it really that bad? He could talk to her about his nightmares all the time, but, for some reason, he wasn't letting her into his thoughts with this one.
A laugh echoed in his head, a twisted laughed. It sounded like the Devil. Everything went black.
Oh, noes! D: Is someone trying to make Obi-Wan go crazy or is someone trying to kill him! I no tell you! X3 Review, please!