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Chapter 2

Typho glanced up as Obi-Wan made his way to the captain's side. "Everything seems all right down here, Master Kenobi," the captain said making his way to Obi-Wan's side with a datapad in his hands. "My men and I have already checked every security holorecorder downstairs and in the corridor outside of the apartment. Your Padawan is taking care of the security inside the apartment, yes?"

"He should be," Obi-Wan replied. He already knew that Padmé would be coming up with a plan that will involve using herself as bait. It had worked wonders in capturing the assassin but it was now, as it had been when it occurred last time, still extremely reckless and dangerous.

Anakin and Padmé are certainly a lot alike, he thought.

"I will check on him, Captain Typho," he added to the captain.

"Very well, Master Kenobi," said Typho.

Obi-Wan turned around before making his way to the turbolift that would take him to Padmé's apartment. He pressed the button before waiting for the doors to the lift to open and stepping into the lift. As the lift made its steady climb toward Padmé's apartment, Obi-Wan's thoughts drifted once again. He had to fight to push the horrible memories of the future, Mustafar being one of the top ones, to the back of his mind. However, he knew they would remain there because he would need them to remind him of what would happen should he fail in the quest the Force, itself, gave him.

Obi-Wan didn't know if he could deal with going through what happened on Mustafar again. Thinking about that day brought back the memory of when he maimed his former apprentice, and brother, and left him to burn on the shore of the river of lava. A tear leaked out of his eye and Obi-Wan quickly wiped it away as the turbolift came to a stop. He couldn't afford to let his emotions get the best of him lest Anakin notice something was wrong.

"How's everything up here?" he asked walking to Anakin's side once he left the lift and entered the living area of the apartment.

Anakin glanced up from where he was gazing through the windows of the apartment; just like last time, there was an exhausted gleam in his eyes that he tried hard to mask. "Everything's going fine, master," he replied.

Obi-Wan knew of what was going on in Anakin's mind; the vision of his mother's death. It wasn't until years later that Obi-Wan had learned that the dream he had brushed off as nothing more than a dream that will pass in time had been an actual vision. He knew that if he had acted upon the vision the instant Anakin told him about it then he may have been able to stop Anakin's mother from dying. That, in turn, had caused Anakin to brush dangerously close to the dark side of the Force.

Obi-Wan knew that preventing whatever occurred on Tatooine would be a good first step. However, he also knew that in order to prevent Anakin from falling to the dark side, he would have to keep Anakin away from Palpatine. Anakin trusts Palpatine but he doesn't trust me. If he trusted me then he would have told me about him and Padmé and what happened with his mother. Perhaps I will need to do something to help him trust me, he thought.

"You look tired," he said deciding to start simple with the visions about Anakin's mother.

Anakin sighed. "I don't get much sleep anymore. I keep having nightmares," he said.

"About your mother?"

"Yes."

Obi-Wan decided, in that very instant, to not go with the 'dreams pass with time' approach as he had last time because he knew that Anakin's nightmare was not a simple dream. "Anakin," he said gently moving to Anakin's side, "are you afraid for your mother?"

"A Jedi does not feel fear," Anakin said although Obi-Wan could feel a few tendrils of fear drift off Anakin through their bond before he quickly clamped on his mental shields.

"But you do," he said phrasing his words as a statement.

Anakin swallowed. "She's my mother, master," he whispered. "And these dreams, they've been getting worse since we left Ansion. I…I'm afraid for her. I know I'm not supposed to be, I know I'm supposed to learn to let go, but I can't. Not with my mother."

"Anakin, I can't pretend that I know what you are going through," he said. "I never knew my mother. I was brought to the Jedi Temple when I was an infant. However, that doesn't mean I've never had to let go of someone I cared about. Remember Qui-Gon." Obi-Wan's voice cracked slightly at the mention of his former master even though he spoke to him not too long ago.

Anakin glanced at him. "I'll always remember Qui-Gon, master," he said. "He saved me from a life of slavery. You accepted his death though, master."

"Yes and it was thanks to you," said Obi-Wan knowing his words were true. "I had an apprentice to think about, to raise and teach to become a Jedi. You helped me to overcome my grief at Qui-Gon's death."

"But I don't want my mother to die," said Anakin softly eyes glimmering with tears.

Obi-Wan was silent for a long moment thinking fast about how to solve this problem. "Let's focus on Senator Amidala now, Anakin," he said gently.

Anakin closed his eyes before looking away and Obi-Wan, wondering if he had said the wrong thing, thought quickly about how to fix the problem. "Perhaps, these dreams are more than dreams," said Obi-Wan. "While it might not be common, some Jedi can see into the future. You have to remember, Anakin, that the future is constantly changing though. Anything that happens now can change the future." At least Obi-Wan was determined to prove that was true; he would not let the future he lived through come to pass.

Anakin glanced at him. "I would much rather dream about Padmé," he said softly. "Just being around her, it's…intoxicating."

"Be mindful of your thoughts, they'll betray you," said Obi-Wan calmly although Qui-Gon, apparently, wanted Padmé and Anakin to get married as had happened in the future Obi-Wan had left.

The dark is generous, it is patient and it always wins. But in its strength lies weakness. One lone candle is enough to hold it back. Love is more than a candle. Love can ignite the stars. Qui-Gon's words drifted into Obi-Wan's mind and he frowned inwardly wondering as to why those words would come into his mind at that moment.

"Yes Master," Anakin said softly.

"Remember, Anakin, she is a politician," he said gently.

"What's that got to do with anything?"

"Some politicians cannot be trusted." Obi-Wan decided to try and avoid Anakin jump to the conclusion that he felt Padmé couldn't be trusted. However, to be on the safe side, he added, "I'm not saying Senator Amidala is among those but it's something to keep in mind."

"The Chancellor seems like a good man," said Anakin.

Obi-Wan resisted the urge to inform his Padawan exactly who the Chancellor was; he had to be subtle because Qui-Gon told him to tell Anakin nothing about the future. "The Chancellor is a politician, Anakin," he said calmly. "It is possible you do not know everything about him. I'm not saying you shouldn't trust him," although that is what I am really saying, "I'm just saying you should keep an open mind when dealing with him."

"I can trust him, master," said Anakin.

"But do you know everything about him?"

"Well, no. But that doesn't mean I can't trust him."

Actually, it does. "Just keep an open mind when speaking with him and remember that you can always come to me," he said.

"Master, what's the matter?" asked Anakin confused. "I mean, you told me that I can go to you if I wanted to talk a couple of years ago so why are you reminding me?"

Obi-Wan thought quickly on how to respond and decided on the humorous approach. "How was I to know you actually listened to me when I said that?" he asked lips quirking into a small smile.

Anakin smiled back before glancing up sharply. "Master…?"

"I sense it too," said Obi-Wan before he and Anakin immediately ran into Padmé's room. He watched as Anakin leapt on Padmé's bed and slice through the two Kohouns before sending their bodies flying to the ground.

As like last time, Obi-Wan spotted the assassin droid floating in front of the window. When the assassin droid started to float away, Obi-Wan realized he would have to catch it in order to prevent it from escaping even though he already knew where the assassin was. It was that last thought that kept Obi-Wan from jumping through the window to grab the assassin droid.

"Come on, Anakin," he called to his apprentice before he turned around and dashed out of the room.

"Stay here," Anakin said to Padmé before he followed Obi-Wan out of the apartment.

"I saw the assassin droid head toward the lower levels," Obi-Wan said to his apprentice as the two of them dashed out of the apartment complex and toward the speeders. "The assassin will likely try to find some place to hide rather than run."

"Then wouldn't she hide in a crowded place? Like a club or a bar?"

Obi-Wan allowed a small smile to cross his facial features. "Very good, Padawan," he said. He decided to praise his apprentice more often whenever he did something that warranted praise; he didn't do that often the first time around. He climbed into the nearest speeder he could find before firing up the engines and waiting for Anakin to join him.

Once Anakin was in the passenger's seat, Obi-Wan lifted the speeder into the air before flying away from the complex. While he wasn't a suicidal flyer like his Padawan, Obi-Wan was no stranger to chases and he was able to find the assassin droid within a few minutes. The fact that he knew where the droid was heading helped matters immensely.

"I see it, master, and the assassin," Anakin called pointing toward the Clawdite assassin as she climbed into her speeder and fired at the speeder the two Jedi were in. Obi-Wan swerved to avoid the blaster bolt but he didn't need to because the unfortunate assassin droid flew in the way.

"Master, he's…" Anakin began.

"I know, Anakin," Obi-Wan said angling the speeder to fly around an oncoming speeder before flying after the assassin, staying just above her so that her blaster wouldn't be able to meet its mark. The assassin was not one to give up, however, but Obi-Wan knew she was only trying to get far ahead of them to give her a better chance at finding a place to hide before they caught up with her.

That was fine with Obi-Wan; he didn't particularly like flying as Anakin was constantly teasing him about. Obi-Wan again had to glance at his side even though he knew he couldn't be dreaming, not with everything that has happened since he woke up on the starship returning to Coruscant from Ansion.

Anakin reached over suddenly and grasped the control yoke of the speeder before jerking it up and the speeder leveled out before it flew headlong into another one. Obi-Wan blinked before shaking his head inwardly scolding himself; he should have been paying attention rather than reminiscing.

"Master, maybe it would be better if I fly," said Anakin handing the control yoke back to Obi-Wan.

"You don't fly, Anakin. What you do is suicide," Obi-Wan replied with a faint smile in an attempt to regain control of the situation. Blast, I need to stop reminiscing about the future when in these types of situations, Obi-Wan thought swerving around another speeder before moving into a nose dive after the assassin who chose that moment to nose dive toward the lower levels of Coruscant.

The assassin leveled out before shooting away into the thick mass of speeders flying around the nightclubs and bars that made up parts of the lower levels of Coruscant. Obi-Wan, leisurely, guided his speeder after her. Anakin narrowed his eyes as the assassin disappeared from view before he turned his gaze to me.

"Master, he's getting away," he protested.

"Patience, Anakin," Obi-Wan said calmly. "We will not get her if we keep chasing after her. She is looking for a place to hide and she will keep trying to get as far ahead of us as possible so that when she finds a place to hide, we won't know where it is."

"How will that help us catch him?" Anakin protested; if he noticed Obi-Wan was referring to the assassin as a woman, it didn't show in his voice. "He could get off Coruscant and we won't even know it!"

"Calm down, Padawan," Obi-Wan said calmly but sternly.

Anakin glared at him but Obi-Wan held his gaze calmly until his Padawan looked away. "I'm sorry master," he said softly.

"It's all right, Padawan. I can understand your frustration," said Obi-Wan and he really could; it was because of his Padawan's frustration toward him and toward the Jedi Order that Palpatine was able to plant seeds of the Dark Side in his mind. Obi-Wan was determined to make sure that didn't happen again.

"It's just… we're so close to catching the assassin, I can sense it," Anakin said softly.

Obi-Wan angled the speeder toward the club he knew the assassin was likely heading as it was the closest crowded club relative to the last place he saw her. He landed the speeder some ways from the club before climbing out of the speeder and making his way toward the club.

"Master, are you sure he's here?" Anakin asked walking at his side.

Obi-Wan nodded his head toward the assassin's speeder, which was parked a kilometer from the club. "It seems reasonable. You were the one that said the assassin would see to hide in a club or bar. And, if I am not mistaken, this is the closest club to where she parked. Don't forget, Padawan, she thinks she lost us."

"Good point," said Anakin.

The two of them made their way through the crowd of aliens and humans walking along the walkway outside of the club. When they neared the entrance to the club, Obi-Wan found himself examining the many pedestrians that walked in and out of the club. The club was crowded beyond belief, which further solidified his belief that the assassin sought refuge within the club. Briefly, he recognized the club as the same one he and Anakin had entered the first time around. That was a rather fortunate coincidence, he thought stepping into the club.
"It's crowded in here, master. Where could she have hidden?" asked Anakin. It seemed Obi-Wan constantly referring to the assassin as a woman had rubbed off on his apprentice. Not that it really mattered; it was just a detail Obi-Wan noticed.

"Go and try to find her but keep your distance," he replied.

"What are you going to do?'

Obi-Wan smiled. "Get a drink," he replied before he made his way over to the bar.

The dealer sitting at his side glanced at him as Obi-Wan, thanking the bartender, sipped at his drink. Before he could say anything, Obi-Wan waved his fingers in front of him. "You don't want to see me death sticks," he murmured.

"I don't want to sell you death sticks," the dealer said putting the death sticks away before reaching for his drink.

"You want to go home and rethink your life," said Obi-Wan again waving his hand in front of the dealer's face.

"I want to go home and rethink my life," the dealer said before he put his drink down, got up and walked out of the club.

Obi-Wan sipped at his drink to hide the smile that crossed his bearded face as he remembered doing the same exact thing last time. He placed his drink on the counter once he finished it and found his thoughts drifting once again. As usual, since he woke up, memories of the future were foremost on his mind.

Keeping aware of his surroundings as he was expecting the assassin to show up at any moment behind him, Obi-Wan found himself thinking about the future, Qui-Gon's words and Anakin's relationship with Padmé. Qui-Gon had insisted that Obi-Wan do nothing to hinder that relationship and he wondered if that was because Luke and Leia were supposed to be born.

He decided he probably would never know.

He sensed the danger and his lightsaber was ignited, in his hand and slicing through the arm of the assassin causing the Clawdite to screech in pain as she collapsed on the ground clutching her wounded arm. Anakin appeared at that moment before turning his gaze to the crowd as Obi-Wan knelt down beside the assassin and helped her to her feet.

Mindful of the fact that the Clawdite would be killed if he left the way he had left last time, Obi-Wan guided the assassin to the doorway that led outside before keeping an eye out for Jango Fett as he was positive the Mandalorian was somewhere nearby.

"Do you know who it is you tried to kill?" he asked the assassin calmly.

"The Senator from Naboo," the assassin grunted in pain.

"And who hired you?"

"It was just a job."

"Who hired you?" asked Obi-Wan more sternly before Anakin could say anything.

The assassin swallowed. "It was a bounty hunter," she said. "He never gave me his name but he was a Mandalorian."

Jango Fett, thought Obi-Wan before he glanced at Anakin who was sitting back on his heels eyes narrowed.

"That doesn't help much," he said.

"I don't know anything else," the assassin insisted and Obi-Wan could sense she was telling the truth.

"Come, Anakin, let's get out of here," Obi-Wan said lifting the assassin to her feet before guiding her out of the doorway without Anakin just behind him.

At that instant, a dart shot across the side before embedding itself into the Clawdite's neck. The assassin stiffened before collapsing limply to the ground; Obi-Wan, swearing inwardly, glanced up sharply at the Mandalorian as he activated his jet pack and flew away.

To bad you were too late, Jango, he thought with an inward smile as he lowered the assassin to the ground.

Anakin sighed. "Well, at least we got something out of her," he said.

"At the very least, what she told us narrows down the list of who hired her," Obi-Wan replied standing up. "Come, Padawan, let's report to the Council."

a/n what do you think?

Blaze: most of my reviewers want me to stick with Obi-Wan's POV. I have decided to do that although I will say that I will have interludes to explain other people's perspectives on specific events

Darth: cool

Blaze: yup. Thank you, again, to the twelve people who reviewed the first chapter. I hope that you like this chapter. Reviews are much appreciated.