Author's Note: I'm sorry my updates fell behind! And a bit of a warning, there will be no updates till August after this week, I'm not even sure if I'll be able to update next week at all. My apologies but schedules get busy, vacations come up, and there are no computers in the wild. Still, enjoy this chapter! Read and review!

Part III

Ben, Anakin and Ahsoka hurried down the streets of Bandor without appearing to do so as much as possible. "You're sure she went this way?" Anakin asked Ben as the swung round a corner.

"Positive." Ben replied. The three stopped and looked around at the more crowded market street. It was then that Ben spotted a familiar person whose bright red hair was falling out from under her hood. "There." Ben said, nodding towards Jenna Zan Arbor. They took off again, weaving through the crowd. Anakin and Ahsoka pulled ahead and Ben was once again behind them. Once again, he bumped into someone. It was an Arconan. "Sorry, sir." Ben said quickly and tried to hurry by, but was stopped by the Arconan's words, well, word.

"Obi-Wan?"

Ben swung back around. "You know my master?" Ben asked. The Arconan nodded.

"If your master is Obi-Wan Kenobi, who saved our life twice when we first met, then yes." he said. "Our name is Si Treemba, and you are?"

"Ben Kenobi, Obi-Wan's my uncle as well as my master." Ben said, shaking the hand that was offered.

"Ben!" Anakin called and came rushing back. "Zan Arbor stopped at the Agricorps' fruit stall. Ahsoka is keeping tabs on her. What happened?" Suddenly becoming aware of Si Treemba, standing there listening. "Who are you?" Anakin asked.

"We are Si Treemba."

"Anakin Skywalker." Anakin's com beeped.

"Skyguy," Ahsoka said, "Arbor's on the move. Where are you?"

"I found Ben. We'll be with you in a minute." Anakin shut off his com. "It was nice to meet you, Si Treemba, but we have a friend to rescue, so…"

"Is Obi-Wan in trouble?" Si Treemba asked quickly.

"How do you know…? Never mind, you can tell us on the way. That is, if you want to come along." Si Treemba's face brightened.

"We would be happy to help rescue our old friend."

"Then come on!" With that, they were off.

Ahsoka wove through the crowd, watching Zan Arbor. She felt a presence at her shoulder and turned. "So," Shaniel said, matching Ahsoka's stride, "here we are, just like I said."

Ahsoka jumped. "How did you find us?!" she demanded. "Wait, don't tell me. Author sense, right?"

Shaniel smiled. "Officially, no. I contacted Mace Windu and he gave us your coordinates. Un-officially, yes."

"Where's Siri?" asked Ahsoka.

"Right here." Siri answered, materializing out of the crowd next to Shaniel. "Now let's go rescue old stick-in-the-mud Kenobi."

Dooku slammed the datapad on his desk. Miss Arbor had done her part; he could skip scenes now, but Kenobi had hidden and confused the memories that Dooku had been after. They would have to go through the whole process again. Honestly, Dooku thought, you'd think that people would realize that resistance is useless and it only harms them and delays the inevitable. That Jedi my master wants, for instance, you'd think he would be curious enough to try again. It would certainly help my search for him. Dooku sighed and contacted Zan Arbor.

"What is it?"

"Watch your tone, Arbor, or you'll be my next testing subject."

"Of course, my lord, what is it you require?"

"We need to do it again."

"Do it again? I'm not sure if his mind would survive…"

"I don't care." Dooku interrupted. "As long as I get what I require from him I don't care if he dies or loses his memory, or whatever could happen. You obviously don't realize how important this is to the war effort, or to your career for instance." There was silence on the other end for a moment.

"Of course, my lord. I shall do so as soon as I return." The com channel was cut off, and Dooku leaned back in his seat.

"Do it again? I'm not sure if his mind would survive…"

Siri nearly gasped, but she bit her lip and forced it back down. She couldn't hear Dooku's reply (at least, she thought it was Dooku,) but she did hear the next thing Zan Arbor said. "Of course, my lord. I shall do so as soon as I return."

"We have to find Obi-Wan before she gets back." she whispered to the Padawans. They were waiting for Anakin and Ben to catch up with them, still following Zan Arbor of course. They were hiding behind a stall as they watched Zan Arbor go over the goods she had bought, and the list. "We must get there first." Siri whispered again, more to herself than to the girls. Shaniel glanced sympathetically at her master.

"And we will," she whispered back, "as soon as Anakin and Ben… as soon as they," she corrected, "get here, we'll go and rescue Obi-Wan."

Siri perked up, or appeared to, and agreed, "You're right, what could go wrong?" Ahsoka groaned and Shaniel grinned knowingly.

"Why'd you have to say that?" Ahsoka groaned. Siri looked back and forth between them, not understanding what was wrong.

"I didn't know you were superstitious, Ahsoka." Siri said, puzzled. "But I don't believe in saying one thing and another happening."

"Do you believe in hidden authors?" Ahsoka asked, earning an elbowing from Shaniel. Siri shook her head, as if to say, Padawans, or at least Anakin's and my Padawans.

"Master Plo says you don't want to invite trouble." Ahsoka protested.

"Just let it go, Ahsoka." Siri said.

TBC