OLD FRIEND_

The battle was getting closer and closer to an end, the Droids getting fewer and fewer quickly. Suddenly, there was a disturbance in the Force. Obi-Wan's senses grew sharp and alert. He looked up from the Droid he had just destroyed. The feeling, the presense, was strangly...familiar, as if he had faced this person many times over and over again.

"Master Kenobi," a sinister voice said, "how nice of you to drop in."

The sound of two sabres humming made Obi-Wan whip around, blue-white sabre held high. Ventress. "Hello, my dear," Obi-Wan said hotly. "I'm afraid my stay here will be...short." A small smile tickled at his lips.

"Oh, no, Master Kenobi," Ventress cackled. "I don't think you will be leaving anytime soon after I'm through with you!" Ventress held her red, dual sabres up high.

Obi-Wan held his Soresu stance, putting pressure on his back leg with his lightsaber up above his head and his back arm bent slightly. "It would be wise for you to surrender while you still can, Ventress." Obi-Wan said dryly.

"Not a chance, Jedi flilth!" Ventress roared before she lept, her lightsabers aimed at him.

Sajana opened her eyes. She was on the floor in the Nursery, the Younglings out and playing in the Gardens. Obi-Wan. Danger. That Woman. Who is that Woman? Sajana thought, rubbing her eyes. She had just woken from her Meditation, trying to find the answers, but there was nothing. Obi-Wan was in danger. She wanted to go and help, but she couldn't for she was told strictly by Master Yoda that she was to stay within the Jedi Temple until she was able to go out on missions again after her Child was born and after she had recovered her strength again. Sajana ran her hand through her hair. She was scared. She was scared for Obi-Wan. She didn't want him to come home hurt. Force, anything but that! Sajana shut her eyes tight, burying her face in her hands. She didn't want him to leave.

"No matter what," she had said, "you're going to get hurt and that never makes me happy, Obi."

"I understand that, Saj," Obi-Wan said calmly, kissing her head gingerly. "But, it's War. We are Jedi. We have to fight under any circumstances."

Sajana looked down at the floor, only to feel Obi-Wan gently tip her chin back up so she was looking into his blue eyes. "Obi-Wan, please," Sajana murmured, "can't you reconsider with the Council?"

Obi-Wan frowned. "No," he murmured, dropping his hand. "I've already tried and they've made their minds up. Master Yoda said for you to stay in the Temple at all times until I return."

"What if-"

"I'll return, Sajana," Obi-Wan coaxed. "Don't worry. I'll be fine. Injured or not, I'll be back." With a quick peck on her lips, Obi-Wan jumped into the Gunship with Anakin, looking back down at her and mouthed the words "I love you" to her.

Sajana jumped, feeling something poke her in the shoulder. She saw Master Yoda standing next to her, leaning on his gimmer stick.

"Master Kenobi, worried for him, are you, Master Dytee?" the Master asked.

Sajana looked down. "Yes, Master Yoda, I am," the girl sighed. "I...sense that he is in danger, though."

"Hmm..." Yoda sighed, looking at her with his large, green eyes. "Deal with this on his own, Obi-Wan must. A Padawan, he no longer is."

"Yes, Master Yoda. I understand that, but," she shook her head, "something doesn't feel right. Something feels, you know, out of place."

"Sense this, I do not, Master Dytee," Yoda grunted. "Sure of this, are you?"

Sajana looked up. "Of course I'm sure, Master." she told him.

"Describe it, can you?" Yoda asked carefully.

Sajana hesitated, closing her eyes, trying to find his Signature and fear again. "He's...scared, yet he doesn't back down from the fight she's giving him," Sajana murmured in thought. "Red and blue mixing." Suddenly, she gasped, a scream of bitter pain echoing in her ears. Her eyes flew open, fear showing in her red eyes.

Obi-Wan.

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