Chapter 15
Luna watched as Obi-Wan threw a few items into his bag. "Are you sure it's the best idea to go after him? Maybe we should wait until he gets here…"
"Your dream specifically said "Don't let him come." Polis Massa is the only place in the galaxy where there could be information that Luke and Leia are still alive. When we left, the physicians promised to keep everything a secret, and wiped all the data about their births from their records, but it's possible we may have overlooked something. If this person finds anything, I need to end it there before the information has any chance of getting into the wrong hands." He opened his trunk and extracted his lightsaber with a snap hiss, experimentally swinging it back and forth and spinning it in his hand with a flourish before he turned it off and put it into his bag. "I am counting on you to watch over Luke until I return."
"I will. I'll do everything I can to make sure he is safe." she promised. "Oh, Obi-Wan, I know you have to go, but please be careful." He finished closing his bag and walked over to her, pulling her into an embrace. She wrapped her arms around him and buried her face in his chest. "Come back to me." She whispered. "I don't know what I'd do without you!"
"Try not to worry my darling. I'll be back as soon as I can." he murmured into her ear. "I love you." They shared a sweet lingering kiss before he climbed into the speeder and headed towards Mos Eisley.
….
Karis had come to Polis Massa on a hunch, not knowing what exactly it was he expected to find when he got there. When he arrived, the Polis Massans had been very welcoming. He quickly made up a story about how he had been traveling to the unknown regions when he started feeling ill. He asked if they could help him and they took him to the Medical Center immediately. Once there, he was placed in an examination room where a physician and a medical droid took his vital signs and asked him what was the problem. He made up a long list of symptoms, and the physician ordered a barrage of tests. Soon the droid was zipping up and down the hall from his exam room to the adjoining lab completing the tests. While he was gone, Karis took the opportunity to slip a data chip into the computer that was in the exam room. He managed to download everything he needed to slice back into their systems from his ship.
Once the tests were done, the droid came back.
"We are happy to report there is nothing medically wrong with you Mr. Kranser. You are in perfect health for a human of your age. It is possible you are suffering from something called hypochondria…" The droid yammered on.
He pretended to listen politely, and then began collecting his things. "Well, thanks anyway. If everything is alright, I'll head back to my ship." As soon as he was back He wasted no time using the information from his data chip and soon he was going through all the records from the Medical Center. He could find no records on Padme Amidala so he did a general search for all cases that had been seen during the week she died. All the patients were male and none were human. He sighed in frustration. What was he missing?
A shift list of medical droids and staff that had worked that week caught his eye. Something jumped out at him. An EW-3 midwife droid. If all the patients were male, why would they need a midwife droid? It had been active for several hours so it couldn't be a mistake. Suddenly he thought of something. He pulled up the nutrition records from the cafeteria on what had been served to patients that day. At the bottom of the list, there it was. Infant formula.
He now had proof that someone had been here and had given birth. The baby was obviously still alive if it needed formula. But, was it actually Skywalker's child, and if so where was it now? He needed more time to search for the answers he knew must be here somewhere.
He had to find that droid. Even if it had been through a memory wipe, it was possible to recover some information if you knew where to look. He waited until dark and snuck back into the building. It didn't take long to find a room full of droids all in power down mode. He remembered from the inventory list that there was only one EW-3 Midwife droid in the Medical Center and quickly found it among the others. He ran back to check that the hallway was clear and shut the door. Thankfully it was a quiet night and nobody seemed to be around.
A feeling of euphoria began to build inside Karis. If he could manage to salvage the memory on this droid, it would finally give him the answer he so desperately sought. He attached his computer to the droid with a small cable and set to work. After several hours of painstaking work, he finally managed to find a way to restore some of the memory from the holocam recording device.
He sifted through recording after recording of different species giving birth, shuddering at the blood and gore. Finally, there she was. Throughout the labor, Senator Amidala kept slipping in and out of contiousness. Once in an almost delirious state, she pitifully called for Anakin. That was all the proof he was looking for! He watched the whole recording until it ended with her dying words. "Obi-Wan, there's good in him. I know. I know there is still…"
His head was spinning. Twins! And it was almost certain that Vader didn't know they existed! Obi-Wan Kenobi must have hidden them.
A plan began to form in his mind. He'd find them, and when he did, he'd make sure they suffered the same fate as his brother. He quickly made himself a copy of the recording. "I've got you now, you bastard!" he pounded his fist on the console in triumph and waved the data chip containing the recording in the air. "Now I just have to find them."
"I'm afraid I can't let you do that." Karis whirled around and found himself face to face with Obi-Wan Kenobi.
"You!?" He could barely contain his shock. "What are you doing here?"
….
Obi-Wan set the coordinates for Tatooine and sat back in his seat. He rubbed his jaw trying to ease the soreness. He'd have a bruise there tomorrow. At least now he wouldn't have to worry about anyone finding anything on Polis Massa again.
This had been a breathtakingly close call. If he had arrived a few minutes later, the information about Luke and Leia might even now be on it's way straight to Vader. It was a sobering thought.
He had tried reasoning with Karis. After all, he was the great negotiator. He had almost felt sorry for the man who obviously had suffered a terrible loss at the hands of his former friend. However, no matter what he said Karis had set his mind on revenge and nothing would change it.
The confrontation had finally become violent. Karis pulled out a blaster and fired 5 or 6 shots which he easily deflected with his lightsaber. Then he had run out of the room blasting as he went with Obi-Wan in hot pursuit.
As they rounded a corner, Karis slipped and sprawled on the floor. As he scrambled to his feet, Obi-Wan tackled him from behind. His blaster went flying and the two men wrestled on the floor punching and kicking until Obi-Wan Force stunned him. He debated what to do with him then. He couldn't just let him go, but he couldn't bring himself to kill him either. Finally he reached into his mind and removed all memories of the events that had just occurred and gave him a strong Force suggestion to forget about seeking vengeance on Darth Vader. Then he put the still unconscious Karis back on his ship and set the autopilot to take him back to Coruscant.
After that, he met again with the Polis Massans who agreed to melt down the midwife droid and destroy all the other records Karis had managed to find. Finally satisfied that they were now safe from discovery, Obi-Wan boarded his rented ship and headed back home.
Looking out the window at the blue glow of hyperspace was very relaxing. His mind began to wander back home to his beautiful Luna. It had only been a few standard days, but he missed her terribly. He couldn't wait to get home and hold her close so he could bury his face in her silky dark hair that always smelled like citrus and flowers. The need to be close to her was almost a physical ache. Is this was how spice addicts felt?
He wondered what she was doing right now. According to the chrono it was the middle of the night on Tatooine. She was probably in bed he thought, remembering how sweet she always looked when she slept. He probed lightly at their bond. Yes, she was asleep. It amazed him how keenly he felt her from this distance. It spoke volumes about the depth of their connection. All of a sudden he had an idea. With a bond this strong, he might be able to…. A sly smile crossed his face.
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Thousands of miles away Luna tossed and turned in her sleep. She was worried about Obi-Wan, and exhausted from spending the whole day on the ridge in the desert heat watching over Luke. It was a very warm night and she couldn't get comfortable. She kicked off the covers and lay there too tied to really wake up, but awake enough to miss Obi-Wan's comforting presence. She languidly stretched across the bed onto his side. If only he were here!
Suddenly she felt a ripple of energy across her skin from head to toe. It felt wonderfully warm and erotic. She could sense Obi-Wan's presence even though he wasn't actually there. The caresses began to focus on her breasts, lightly teasing her nipples into hard sensitive peaks. How was he doing this?! She writhed on the bed moaning as the sensation went on and on, pushing her closer to the edge. At last a tendril of energy slid down her body and between her legs caressing her inner thighs and swirling around the place she needed it most again and again. "Oh, Ben! Yes…Ben!" She cried, arching her back as she came in a shattering climax.
Luna lay there unable to move as aftershocks from the intense orgasm wracked her body.
"Mmmm…Oh Ben. I miss you Come home." She sent.
"I'm on my way!" came his reply.