Chapter Twenty-One

"There's a fountain in here." Padmé noted upon awakening, curling up closely to Obi-Wan unerneath the layers of velvet and silk comforters upon the large bed. "And mirrors on the ceiling."

Obi-Wan chuckled as he traced lazy circular patterns on the arm that lay across his bare chest. "I have heard rumors about this room." He replied. "I wasn't sure it actually existed."

"Where are we?"

"Seeing that the Shidoki ceremonial stage is partially in the room, my guess would be, behind the theater where the actual ceremony occurred."

Padmé adjusted her head more comfortably on his shoulder and placed a kiss to his chest. Obi-Wan's other hand came up to grasp her hand as he placed a kiss to the top of her head.

"Funny. I don't remember anything after the medallions began glowing."

"Glowing?" Obi-Wan replied with a laugh. "That was more like a supernova."

Obi-Wan then reached out his hand and called forth the medallions. Padmé instinctively held her half and together, they joined the two crystals. The light was significantly less bright than before, but enough to be uncomfortable to look upon.

Obi-Wan chuckled at a sudden memory. "Qui-Gon told me once that he had used his and Tahl's medallion as a night-light, but I don't think that's such a good idea for us."

"Unless Coruscant suffers a sudden power failure." Padmé responded as she placed the separated medallion on the nightstand. "I'll have to inform the Chancellor we've discovered an alternative light source."

Padmé smiled, leaning up on her elbow to look into Obi-Wan's eyes. She sighed in response to the soft caress that brushed across her cheek. Their bond was still new and it seemed that she was overly sensitive to Obi-Wan's slightest touch. She wondered if it would always be this way.

"I hope so." Obi-Wan whispered, answering her unspoken thought and pulled her gently toward him to place a tender and loving kiss to her lips.

Padmé pulled back abruptly as a chirping sound came from somewhere near the foot of the bed.

"It's my comlink." Obi-Wan grimaced.

"I thought we weren't supposed to be interrupted for three days." She teased in mock irritation.

"It must be important." Obi-Wan reached out and called the comlink to his hand. "Kenobi here."

"Sorry to disturb you, I am."

Master Yoda, Padmé thought with a raised eyebrow. This can't be good.

"It's okay, Master Yoda. What is it?" Obi-Wan leaned forward and gave Padmé a quick, reassuring kiss, adjusting them both to a sitting position on the bed.

"Spoken to me, the Force has. A vision, concerning your padawan."

Obi-Wan shot Padmé a concerned glance. "He's all right isn't he?" A quick check along their training bond revealed nothing out of the ordinary, but Obi-Wan had been a little distracted over the last few hours. Maybe he had missed something.

"Yes, yes. Fine he is." Yoda pointed out before a long pause. "Needs your blessing to proceed with a bondmatch, he does."

"A bondmatch! Already?" Obi-Wan's voice revealed his surprise.

"Very clear on this, the Force is. After your three-day consummation, assume your responsibility as Shidoki Master, you shall."

"May I ask who the match is?" Obi-Wan asked.

"Ashlyn, I believe her name. Cute little thing she is." Yoda replied.

Images of dates to speederbike bars with eardrum-popping music, bike tech shows, and endless discussions on engine parts flashed through Obi-Wan's mind as he and Padmé both collapsed backward onto the bed with loud groans.


AN: Alas, that is the end. : ( Sad face, because I really had a good time writing this one and I hate to see it end! Hope it showed through in my work, and I hope you had just as much fun reading it!

I actually did not make up the word Shidoki. I borrowed it from the word Shiddoch – a very old Jewish custom in matchmaking, which is where this entire story idea came from.

Thanks for the reviews! It was a blast!

Stay tuned…I think another story is already brewing