Opposites Attract [Complete]

The next time Meleana woke she was alone in bed. She sat up and stretched with a yawn. She picked up her nightgown off the floor and slid it on before walking into the main room. She could hear Obi-Wan in the kitchen as she walked through the main room into the bathroom. She started the water in the shower and grabbed her tooth brush from the counter. Something in the mirror caught the corner of her eye. She looked up quickly, but there was nothing there. She started to brush her teeth and stuck her hand into the water to test the temperature. She leaned over the sink to rinse her mouth when she looked back up into the mirror behind the sink she saw a tall man with dark hair standing behind her. She gasped and spun around, but no one was there. She felt a cold hand grab the back of her neck and her entire body tensed. She rushed out of the bathroom and slammed the door behind her.
Obi-Wan looked up from his food at her. “Water too hot?”
“I was… I…. I…. just…. I… don’t want the steam to get out while I get my clothes.” She hurried into her bedroom and grabbed a few things from her closet not even checking to see what they were. She took a deep breath and walked back into the main room.
“You don’t feel weird do you?” Obi-Wan asked.
“Huh?” Meleana asked too wrapped up in her own mind to hear him.
“About last night?”
Meleana shook her head. “No not at all,” I’m just being mentally stalked by a mad man, she wanted to add.
“Are you sure?”
Meleana smiled and nodded, she felt like her heart was about to jump into her throat. “I’m fine.” She mustered the courage to open the bathroom door again. She leaned up against the closed door and set her pile of clothes down on the vanity. She closed her eyes. “He’s not real,” she repeated over and over.
“He’s not real,” a deep male voice said in a mocking tone. “But I can still hurt you.”
Meleana took a deep breath and opened her eyes. There was nothing but a steam filled room. She shut her eyes again and let out a sigh of relief. This time when she opened her eyes red liquid was spilling out of the shower head and over the edges of the tub. Her eyes drifted to the body floating in the blood filled tub. She shrieked at the top of her lungs seeing her Masters decomposed body floating there. She wanted to run but her feet felt frozen in place.
She heard a knock on the door and Obi-Wan’s voice. “Are you alright?” she heard him say.
“No,” she squeaked out.
He opened the door. He didn’t expect to see her standing on the other side. “Meleana,” he put a hand on her shoulder and she nearly jumped out of her skin. She turned towards him and collapsed into his arms sobbing. “What happened?” he asked trying to sound comforting rather than confused. He stroked her hair gently. She was sobbing and shaking in his arms, not a reaction he was used to seeing from a shower. He hugged her tightly. “Let’s sit down.” He walked with her into her bedroom and sat her down on the bed. He sat down next to her. “Take a deep breath.”
She took a few sharp breaths before managing to take a long deep one. “I know this sounds like a really strange question,” she said as calmly as she could. “But can you watch me shower?”
He tried not to show his confusion. “Sure.” He grabbed a tissue from the nightstand and handed it to her. “Do you want to tell me what happened?”
Meleana shook her head. “No. I… I just don’t want to be alone.”
“Alright, come on.” He led her back towards the bathroom. She stopped shy of the door.
“Does it look… normal?” She asked.
He looked inside. “Yes.” He took her hand and brought her in with him. “See, just a normal room.”
Meleana nodded. “I’m sorry. I know this is really really odd.”
“It’s alright. Go ahead and shower. I’ll be right here.”
Meleana took off her nightgown and stepped into the shower hesitantly.
“I don’t mean to sound self absorbed,” Obi-Wan said sitting on the sink counter. “This isn’t because of anything I did is it?”
“No,” The warm water was relaxing despite her new found fear of showering. “It has nothing to do with you. I wish there were some way for me to explain things to you without sounding crazy.”
“Meleana, don’t take this the wrong way, but you already sound crazy.”
Meleana looked over at him. His eyes were fixed on the wall in front of him. “Thank you for putting up with me. I know I can be difficult to deal with sometimes.”
He smiled. “Not just sometimes.”
Meleana turned off the water, she felt bad making him sit there and wait for her and she was still a little frazzled. “Can you hand me a towel?”
He handed her a towel without looking and heard her laugh at him.
“You know you have seen me naked. I’m not going to flip out if I catch you watching me in a shower I asked you to watch,” she said wrapping the towel around herself. Meleana went to the vanity and grabbed her clothing. “I’d say you deserve a peek for putting up with my nonsense.”
“It wouldn’t be right for me to take advantage of you when you’re in an emotional state.”
Meleana smiled at him. “I’d almost feel better if you were taking advantage of me.” She dropped her towel to put on her clothing and smiled as Obi-Wan averted his eyes.
He looked back at her when her when she was fully clothed. “I’ll take advantage of you when you’re feeling better.”
“That’s not really taking advantage of me then is it?” She kissed him on the cheek. “Thank you.”
“Do you want to tell me what’s wrong?”
Meleana sighed. “Maybe,” she said honestly not sure she could get through the story. She walked back into the main room and saw Obi-Wan’s breakfast sitting on the table. “I guess I ruined your breakfast.”
“Don’t worry about it. Its still better than a ration pack.”
Meleana picked up his plate. “I’ll heat it up for you.” She took the plate into the kitchen and stuck it into the oven. She opened one of the top cabinets and pulled out the first bottle she could find. She poured it into a dark colored glass and took a sip. She waited a minute for his food to heat. She grabbed a towel and brought it back into him.
She set his plate down in front of him and sat down across from him. She took a few more sips from her glass as Obi-Wan ate.
“Bounty hunters have been after me since I was a teenager,” she said out of no where. “It started a couple of years after I started going on missions. Not because of anything I did. Just because of who I am- who I was before I was a Jedi. Most of them were easy enough to get rid of,” she paused and took a deep breath. “There was one though, he started tracking me when I seventeen. He was different. He had force powers I’ve never seen before. We ran into him a few times, but always managed to lose him. He went away for a while, a couple of years.” She took a gulp of her drink. “The last mission I went on with my Master was to my home planet.” She swallowed hard. “I guess that raised a red flag for someone. He came back, with help this time.” Her eyes started to well up with tears she bit down hard on the inside of her cheeks in an attempt to control her emotions then took a deep breath and continued.
“It was my birthday, and the mission was finished,” Tears started to roll down her cheeks. She’d been through all of the events in her mind over and over again, all it had left her with was more guilt.
“We should have just left.” She wiped the tears from her eyes and sighed. “He brought me to this beautiful cliff right next to the ocean. It was sunset and there was an amazing view of the capitol city.” she took a long pause and resisted the urge to vomit. “He asked me if I wanted to spend my birthday in hyperspace.”
“It wasn’t your fault,” Obi-Wan said.
“Please don’t say that,” she said softly. She finished off her glass. “The bounty hunter found us. It was a long fight. I got hurt and tired and sloppy. There were four of them, two of them were force sensitive. The other two were just a distraction. They were well coordinated.” Meleana rubbed her eyes. “I don’t really know what happened. I was blocking a vibroblade. I was right on the edge of the cliff. Ari,” Meleana said her Master’s name for the first time since his death. “He shouted at me, then he slammed into me. I fell off the cliff… he started screaming. He sounded like he was in so much pain,” Meleana completely lost her composure and buried her face into her hands to hide her tears. She slowly composed herself enough to keep talking. She rested her head on her hand and stared down at the table. “I hit the rocks at the bottom of the cliff. I lay there waiting to die for a full day before someone finally found me. I don’t know why I didn’t. I don’t know why they didn’t come down and finish me off.” She sighed sadly. “Anyway, there is a point to this story… Since then I’ve been seeing the bounty hunter. Not just thinking someone who looks like him might be him. I mean seeing him… seeing things that can’t be real, but they seem so real. It’s been getting worse. That’s what happened in the shower. It’s why I can never sleep. And the worst part is I got rewarded for being a screw up. I got my Master killed and they knighted me for it. Then they send me on a mission with you, and you hate me. You think I’m incompetent and obviously don’t think I should be a Jedi Knight, Which really doesn’t help, because I have plenty of my own self loathing. I don’t need any help from you.”
He moved to sit down next to her and wrapped an arm around her shoulder. “I will admit that I don’t approve of some of your methods, but I don’t hate you. I don’t think you’re incompetent. I may be a little jealous that you were knighted four years younger than I was, which you are misinterpreting as my thinking you shouldn’t be a Jedi Knight.” He ran his hand through her soft brown hair. “You’re impulsive and emotional, but you’re a good person and a good Jedi. As you get older and more experienced I’m sure you’ll be an amazing Jedi.”
Meleana looked up at him. “That was just insulting enough to be true.”
“I didn’t mean to be insulting.”
“I know. I just couldn’t think of a better word.” She rested her head on his shoulder. “Thanks for listening to me. I’ve never said any of that stuff out loud before. I wrote it all down for the council.”
“Did it help?” He asked.
“No, but do you still think I’m crazy?”
“Yes, but only because of the handcuffs.”
Meleana almost smiled. “You liked it.”
He smiled. “Yes I did.”
Their moment of bonding ended when the ship dropped out of hyperspace far too early for them to be on Ithor.
“I thought you said you fixed it?” Obi-Wan took great pains to keep the annoyance out of his voice.
“I did fix it.”
Obi-Wan got out of the booth and walked into the control room. He didn’t want to argue with her. He looked at the monitor, according to the ship they were on Ithor. According to the view outside they were nowhere. He opened the control panel and his mouth dropped at the sight of the tangled mess of wires. “What the hell did you do?” He asked when Meleana walked in.
Meleana looked at the mess of wires. “I didn’t do that.”
“Well I didn’t do it! There were only two of us fixing the ship.”
“I know how to repair a ship alright! I didn’t do that!”
Before Obi-Wan had a chance to respond the ship jerked backward. “When you were repairing the ship did anything unusual happen.”
Meleana paused. “Well… I sort of blacked out.”
Obi-Wan took a deep breath and tried very hard not to get upset with her. “And you didn’t think to check what you’d done?”
“No.” Meleana wanted to pull her hair out. “We’re in a tractor beam aren’t we?”
“Probably.”
“And no one is out to get you are they?”
“Not that I am aware of.”
Meleana buried her face in her hands. “Oh this is terrible.”
“Calm down.”
“Would now be a really bad time for me to tell you I’m a little drunk?”
Obi-Wan’s eyes widened. “Let’s just not speak.”
Meleana nodded. “That sounds fair.”
The ship stopped moving once they were inside a docking bay. A small hissing sound was barely audible over the mechanical whir from the docking bay.
“What’s that sound?” Meleana said seconds before dropping to the floor.
“Oh…” Obi-Wan followed moments later.

Obi-Wan opened his eyes. He didn’t know where he was. He tried to think of how he’d gotten there, but couldn’t manage to remember anything. His head was so muddled he couldn’t complete a thought.
“You’re awake,” a female voice said. A tall gaunt woman appeared in his blurry vision. She had long black hair and frighteningly bright green eyes. She placed a thin finger on his lips when he tried to speak. “Don’t try to talk.” There was a loud beeping sound and she walked out of sight.
He tried to sit up but found himself unable to move.
“Do you have her?” A male voice asked.
“Yes, I’ve got both of the Jedi. Do you need the other one?”
“No, I want her alive. Kill him before he causes any trouble.”
“Why not kill both of them? The bounty says dead or alive.”
“I don’t want the bounty, just the girl.”
“Then I take it you’ll be reimbursing me for the huge amount of credits I’ve poured into catching these two?” The female asked sounding very unhappy.
“What wonderful sisterly love. Can’t you just consider it a gift?”
“Ugh… fine, but I’m selling the male. I’m sure someone’s stupid enough to buy an attractive young Jedi. You wouldn’t be interested in a pair would you?”
“I’ll be there in a few days. I suggest you not take the Jedi lightly.”
The woman walked back over to Obi-Wan. “You’re not going to hurt me are you?” She slapped him lightly on the cheek. “If you’re good I might ease up on some of your drugs. At least enough that I can test my merchandise. How will I know how much you’re worth without a test run?”
Obi-Wan couldn’t think. All he could manage was “bad”.

Meleana found herself in a lavish room unsure of how she’d gotten there. The bed she was laying on was soft and covered in black silk. The room was decorated with deep colors and well furnished. She got out of bed and looked at the short lace nightgown she was wearing. She opened the nearest door and found nothing on the other side.
“Obi-Wan?” She called out loudly.
“Obi-Wan?” A male voice repeated. “Oh that must be the man that was with you.”
Meleana turned to the sound of the voice and froze when she saw the man sitting on the arm chair near the bed. He was overly tall and solidly built. His shaggy black hair nearly covered his neon green eyes. “This isn’t real.”
“No it isn’t, but it will be soon enough.” He stood up and walked towards her. She wanted to back away but found herself unable to move. “I’m coming to get you and until I do you’ll be sleeping peacefully waiting for me.” He put a hand on her hips.
“Where’s Obi-Wan?”
“Dead or at least he will be soon.”
Meleana tried hard to keep the tears out of her eyes. “And what are you going to do with me?”
He smiled. “Make you a queen.”
She looked down at the floor. “Is this your dream or mine?”
“Both.”
If it was her dream too she could at least try to get out of it. She tried to imagine herself somewhere else. Not just anywhere, someplace that would piss him off. She just needed to think of something. Though he had apparently become fascinated by her she knew nothing about him.
“What if I say no?” she said calmly.
“Then I’ll make your life a nightmare.”
Meleana paused thoughtfully. “It sounds like my life would be hell either way. Why don’t you do me a favor and kill me now. It will save me the trouble of doing it myself.”
“I’m not into corpses, though I’m sure you’d make a lovely corpse.”
“Why am I sleeping?” She asked trying not to lose all hope.
He shrugged. “My sister is fond of drugging our targets.”
“What kind of drugs?”
“Any number of things. My guess would be she’s got you heavily sedated rather than waste force inhibitors on you.”
Meleana sat down on the bed and shut her eyes. She had to be able to wake herself just enough to be aware of her body. If there was something pumping sedatives into her she had to try to get it off.
“What are you doing?” He asked in an impatient tone.
“Meditating.”

The drugs Obi-Wan had been given were beginning to wear off. He tried to move, his arms and legs felt heavy as though his muscles had been numbed. He couldn’t tell if he’d been restrained or not, but assumed so.
“What did you do to me?” He could hear someone moving around on the other side of the room.
“Nothing to cause any permanent damage.” She looked over at the chronometer. “You’ve recovered more in a few hours than most people do in an entire day.”
“What did you do to the woman I was with?”
“Nothing yet.” The woman walked over to him and placed a hand on his arm. “If I were you I wouldn’t be worried about her.”
“Well you’re clearly not me. So who are you?”Obi-Wan wiggled his fingers and toes, at least those worked.
“I’m the bounty hunter that caught you. That’s all you need to know.” She grabbed his chin and turned his head from side to side. “You’re in good shape for a Jedi, no facial scars. I assume you’re intact everywhere else?”
“I fail to see a point to your question.” Obi-Wan wasn’t sure if his facial muscles were responsive enough to form the look of disgust he was aiming for.
“Buyers are going to want to know. Unless of course they just want to use you as a fighter, but there is a shortage of powerful force users in the galaxy. At least of the variety that would be interested in purchasing a Jedi.”
“Meleana was your bounty?” Obi-Wan asked recalling her conversation earlier.
“Was being the key word. My brother has never been good with the pretty ones.” She rolled her eyes thinking of all the jobs gone awry thanks to her brother’s roving eye. “Understandably I will need to recoup the costs by selling you.”
“And you really think you’re capable of holding two Jedi prisoner?” He winced at the pressure as she sat down on his midsection.
“Not indefinitely, but I do have some experience with Jedi. I’m no wilting flower myself. Even if you did manage to free yourself my biggest challenge would be restraining you without causing any permanent damage. After I find a buyer for you, you’re their problem.”
“And what will happen to Meleana?”
She shrugged. “It’s not my problem. My brother accidentally killed the last two. He tends to play a little too rough. They weren’t Jedi though. Perhaps she’ll fare better or at least slightly longer.”
“Is your brother the bounty hunter that killed her Master?”
“Yes, not alone though. I hate it when he takes credit for everything! I’m the brains behind our family business! He never brings that up.”
Obi-Wan took as deep a breath as he could with the woman on his stomach. “If all you want is money we can get it for you.”
She slapped her hand down on his chest in frustration. “That’s the thing! I got into this business for the money, but my brother… he’s never been quite right in the head. If I took the bounty for that little girl and let her go… well he just might be mad enough to kill me. I’ll allow you to buy yourself though. Unfortunately I can’t let you go to do that. So unless you have say, five hundred thousand credits with you, you’ll have to stay here and wait until we find someone that does.”

Meleana was spinning around a familiar room. She wasn’t sure exactly where she was, but she felt comfortable there, like she belonged.
“Watch me mommy!” A small childish voice spilled from her lips. She stopped spinning and ran to the elegantly dressed woman sitting at the vanity. “Mommy! Mommy! Watch me!”
Meleana felt like she was trapped inside someone else’s body. She looked at her surroundings as the little girl pulled at her mothers dress. She looked out the window at the city beyond and realized where she was. She wasn’t in someone else’s body, she was in hers. She caught her reflection in the mirror she was small, no more than two, dressed in a dancers costume with a small white tiara on her blond head.
“Mommy isn’t feeling very well sweetheart,” The woman said looking down at the child.
Meleana looked up at her and was instantly struck by how much she looked like her mother. Her mother was smaller, her skin and hair were a little darker, but she was unmistakably her daughter.
The door to the room opened and a servant walked in with a tray of tea for her mother.
“Ikriv,” Meleana shouted. “Watch! Watch!” she began twirling again.
Meleana suddenly had a terrible feeling. The servant with the tray of tea was the queen she had met with on her last mission. “Don’t drink that!” she wanted to scream as she watched the woman set the tea down in front of her mother and walk out.
“Mommy!” The little girl ran back over to her mother. “Dance!”
Her mother smiled at her and picked up the tea. “Mommy can’t dance right now. Show me your dancing sweetheart.” She picked up the cup and lifted it to her lips.
“No no no no no!” Meleana was shouting in her mind.
The little girl went back to frolicking and jumping around the room. She stopped when her mother started coughing. “Mommy!” she ran back to her mothers side. “Ok?”
Her mother shook her head and turned away from little Meleana to vomit. “Go get your father.” She choked out.
“No. Mommy ok?” Meleana grabbed her mothers leg. “Mommy!”
Her mother fell from the chair nearly crushing the small child. Meleana grabbed her mother and began to cry in a way only small children could. Every inch of her little body was consumed by her sorrow as she clung to her dying mother screaming for her to answer.

“Are you enjoying your meditation?” The bounty hunter asked Meleana in a menacing tone.
Meleana showed no signs of emotion on her face. “It would be better if you’d stop talking.” She took a deep focusing breath.

She was back inside the palace she was born in. Ikriv was bouncing her little brother on her lap. Meleana was older now, but not by much. She’d guessed this was around the age the Jedi would have taken her. Though her younger brother had taken instantly to his new mother Meleana had always been distrustful of her. She hated her. If Ikriv ever tried to get near her Meleana would kick and scream until the woman left her alone. Her father would plead with her to be respectful to her step mother, but she never was.
Ikriv had talked her father into giving her to the Jedi. It was the perfect way to get rid of a potential problem. She couldn’t kill a perfectly healthy child; it would raise too much suspicion.
“Daddy,” Meleana said not looking up from the scribbled drawing she was doing. “Why do you want to get rid of me?”
Her father got up and lifted her into his arms. He was tall and she always felt like she could fly when he held her. “I don’t want to get rid of you precious.” He kissed her pudgy little cheeks.
“Then why are you giving me away?”
“Because you’re a very strong little girl. You’re meant to be more than a spoiled princess. The Jedi are going to teach you to grow up and be a warrior. You’ll help people all over the galaxy.” He hugged her closely not wanting her to see him cry. “And daddy will miss you very much.”
“I don’t want to go! I don’t want to be strong!” Meleana started waling.

She’d heard her father arguing with Ikriv that night. She often snuck around the place after climbing out of her crib at night. A Jedi knight came for her the next morning.
“Here she is,” Ikrive said letting the Jedi into Meleana’s bedroom. “Good luck with that one.”
Meleana looked up at the Twi’lek female that had come to retrieve her. “I don’t want to go.” she said stubbornly.
The Twi’lek sat down next to where she was playing. “Why not?”
“I want to stay with my daddy.”
“You’re certainly articulate for someone your age.” The Twi’lek said smiling at her.
“Ok,” Meleana said not knowing what articulate meant but assuming it was a good thing. “Bye.”
“Let’s go talk to your father and see what he has to say before I leave.”
“He’s going to tell you to go away.” Meleana said putting down her doll. “I know that’s what he’s going to say.”
The Jedi stood and held out her hand. “Will you hold my hand while we find your daddy so I don’t get lost?”
Meleana huffed and picked up her doll. “I’ve got to do everything!” she let out a small sigh and took the woman’s hand. “Come on!”
She led the Jedi to her father’s room and knocked on the door. “You have to knock,” Meleana said looking up at the Jedi. “Its good manners.” Meleana opened the door when no one answered. She didn’t know what good manners were exactly, just that you had to knock to have them. “Daddy!” She saw him lying in his bed. “Wait here. Dad’s being a sleepy bum.” She dropped the Jedi’s hand and ran to the edge of the bed. “Daddy! Wake up sleepy bum!” She shook his arm but he didn’t respond.
The Jedi looked at her father’s still pale face and her heart stopped. She walked over to the bed and picked Meleana up. She felt him for a pulse but his skin was cold to the touch. “Little one… your daddy isn’t going to wake up.”
Ikriv ran into the room attracted by Meleana’s screaming. “What are you doing in here?” She asked in a rage seeing the Jedi holding the little girl. “Get out now before I call the guards. I told you to take the girl and leave. You have no right to be snooping around!”
“Your husband is dead,” The Jedi said harshly.
“A fact I was hoping to spare the poor child. She already lost her mother. Just get out and tell her whatever lie you need to too keep her quiet!”
Meleana whipped around in the Jedi’s arms trying desperately to get away and attack Ikriv. “I hate you!” she screamed over and over as the Jedi carried her out of the room.

“Still doing well?” The bounty hunter asked with a wicked smile. “Or shall we go on?”
Meleana took a deep breath. “It’s encouraging. You’re terrified that I might wake up.”
“That’s one way to look at it. Let’s skip ahead a few years shall we?”
“I’d rather not. It’s a little distracting.”
He attempted to force her into remembering unpleasant events from her past but found himself blocked. “I suppose you don’t need me to point out the fact that everyone you love dies.”
“Do you really think mind games are going to work on me?”
“Why not? They have before.”
Meleana was encouraged. She was gaining control of the situation and she wanted to test it. She imaged them somewhere else. Coruscant. She focused on the smell, the sounds. She felt a skywalk beneath her rather than a mattress. She opened her eyes and looked at the angry bounty hunter then at the city around them. “Oh, did you want some privacy?” she looked down at her lacy nightgown and imagined herself in Jedi tunics.
“Stop it!” She felt his anger tugging at her mind as he shouted at her.
Meleana shook her head. “I’m not afraid of you. Without all of your friends you’re nothing but a terrified little boy looking for love.” Meleana stood up and took a step towards him. “Get out of my head.” She could feel him fighting to stay tangled in her mind as she pushed him away. “I said get out!” Meleana screamed.
The moment he was out of her mind she regained some amount of consciousness. Without thought she slid her hand down one arm then the other. She was jerked awake by the pain of the needle tarring skin as she ripped it out backwards. She sat up slowly her head was spinning and it took all her will to fight the urge to go back to sleep.

Obi-Wan was sure he’d been strapped to the cold metal table he was laying on for at least a day. He was beginning to regain feeling in his muscles, which was both good and bad as they were all in pain. He still couldn’t feel the force.
The woman had left several hours ago, presumably to sleep, and he’d been left on his own. He’d assumed escaping would be easy, until he discovered his lack of force powers. There was a tube sticking out of one of his arms, he guessed that was the cause of his force deadening. It was also keeping him from being entirely coherent. Compared to the way he’d felt when he woke up he was doing well, but he could tell he wasn’t anywhere near his usual mental or physical speed. He felt like a failure. There entire mission had been a complete disaster from the very beginning and Meleana wasn’t entirely to blame for any of it.
He heard the door open and let out a deep breath. He’d rather be alone than listening to his irritating kidnapper.
“How are you feeling?” The woman asked walking over to him.
“Fine,” Obi-Wan replied.
“I’ve got some great news! I may have found a buyer for you. They do want to come and take a look at you first though, so please don’t do anything stupid. If I have to hurt you your selling price will drop.”
Obi-Wan furrowed his brow, not sure how she expected him to respond. More than anything he wanted to get out of his restraints and find Meleana. He couldn’t stop thinking about the look she had in her tear filled eyes as she told him the story of her Master’s death. Now she’d been kidnapped by those same people. He wanted to save her, to try and help her put herself back together.
“You certainly are quiet this morning.” she said. “Not planning your escape are you?”
“You’ve done a fairly good job of preventing it.” He answered. There had to be something he could do to get out of his restraints. All he needed to do was get the tube out of his arm and he’d be able to get himself and Meleana out of there.
“Thank you. It’s always nice to have your work appreciated.”
Obi-Wan felt the urge to vomit at the very idea of his next sentence. “Didn’t you mention something about testing the merchandise the other day? I’m sure you’ll find you’re not charging enough for me.” He tried his best to sound flirtatious rather than disgusted.
“True… on the other hand what I don’t know can’t hurt me. What if you’re worth less?”
“I’m sure I won’t disappoint,” Obi-Wan wondered if freedom was really worth what he was trying to put himself through.
“Is that so?” She trailed her hand down his thigh. “I’m not entirely convinced that this won’t backfire on me.”
“Isn’t it more fun when there’s an element of danger?” The conviction in his voice made him want to gag.
She smiled slightly. “You make a good point.” Her hands ran underneath the waistband of his pants.
The door opened distracting the woman. Meleana staggered in and glared at the familiar figure, whose hands were still half way down Obi-Wan’s pants.
“Back off,” Meleana said sharply.
The woman took a step away from Obi-Wan and looked at the stumbling Jedi. There was a trail of blood dripping from her arm and she could barely stand up straight. “You’re unarmed and incapacitated. What exactly do you hope to accomplish?”
Meleana stumbled towards her and stopped a few paces in. She rested one arm on a bent knee and motioned her forward, too tired to continue. “Come here.”
“What?” The woman snorted. She pulled out a blaster and fired a stun shot at Meleana.
Meleana moved out of the way more gracefully than she thought she’d be able to. She looked at the vibroblade at the woman’s side. It was the same blade that had distracted her just before her Master died.
“You want it?” The woman asked following Meleana’s eyes. “Take it.”
Meleana tried to use the force but found her pull was too weak to do anything but shake the blade. The woman drew her sword and charged her. Meleana side stepped and gripped her opponent’s blade arm. A searing heat sent waves of pain through Meleana when the other woman’s free hand clasped over her skin and she lost her grip. The pain knocked her back, she fell to her knees and was quickly flat on the floor after the bounty hunter planted a kick on her ribcage.
She pushed her body off the floor and plowed into the other woman, knocking her back into the wall. She dodged the vibroblade as it thrust towards her. The blade slashed towards Meleana’s face and she was forced to block with her forearm. The blade slid in deep. Meleana moved her arm and the blade with it grinding her teeth to suppress a scream. She head butted the other woman in the nose and she slid her arm down the blade to grab her hand. The second their hands touched Meleana could feel and smell burning skin. She screamed in pain but didn’t let go. She tightened her grip and pounded the woman’s hand into the wall.
“Meleana, you don’t sound like you’re winning.” Obi-Wan said trying to see what was going on.
Meleana ignored him and twisted the woman’s arm until she dropped the blade. Her legs were kicked out from under her and she fell to the floor with the woman on top of her. Her free hand wrapped around Meleana’s neck and tightened around it burning the skin as she choked the life out of her. Meleana grabbed the offending arm with both hands and dug her nails in deeply. She punched the woman with all her might distracting her enough to loosen her grip. Meleana got to her feet and tried to catch her breath. The bounty hunter grabbed her blade from the floor and thrust it up towards Meleana, who didn’t move fast enough. It sliced through her right side. Meleana fell forwards on top of the woman and grabbed her by the neck. She flipped her into the wall and kicked her wrist hard enough to cause her to drop the vibroblade.
Meleana felt her attacker’s hands tangle in her hair, but didn’t react fast enough to keep her head from being jerked back. The bounty hunter grabbed her blade and got back to her feet dragging Meleana up by the hair. Meleana coiled her legs around hers tripping her before she could do any more damage with her blade. She caught an elbow to the throat from Meleana and released her hair. Meleana pinned her legs to the ground with hers and went for her sword hand.
The bounty hunter thrust her blade towards the Jedi. Meleana’s arm shot out to stop her, but not before the blade had already sunk a few inches into her side. Meleana used both hands to grip the woman’s wrist. With one on each side she snapped it back. There was a crack and a scream as her wrist broke. Meleana grabbed the vibroblade and jabbed it into the woman’s heart. She slowly got to her feet and stumbled over to Obi-Wan.
She practically fell onto the table he’d been strapped too. She heard him say something but his voice didn’t register. She summoned what little force she could must and loosened his bindings before her body fell forwards.
Obi-Wan grabbed Meleana before she could slide onto the floor and looked at the trails of blood soaking the room. He put his feet on the floor and stood shakily with her in his arms. He pulled the sashes off his tunic and tied off the worst of her wounds before running to the nearest computer. A ship this large had to have some kind of medical facility. He found what he was looking for on the ships schematics and scooped Meleana back into his arms.
Adrenaline made up for his drugged state as he ran with her through the empty halls of the ship. He opened the door to the medical room.
“Hello! What is your medical emergency?” A droid greeted him cheerfully.
“She needs help,” he spread her out on the exam table.
The droid immediately went to work removing her clothing and the improvised bandages. “She certainly has lost a lot of blood.” The droids voice was annoyingly cheerful. It began cauterizing her wounds with one appendage while taking readouts and tests with others. “Regretfully we do not have her blood type in this facility. I recommend a transfer.”
Obi-Wan looked at Meleana’s pale face. “I can’t transfer her!”
The droid made an unhappy sound. “Then I regret to inform you her chances of living are only point two five seven. Without a blood transfusion the procedure required to stop her internal bleeding will kill her. Without the procedure the bleeding will kill her.”
Obi-Wan rolled up his sleeve and thrust his arm towards the droid. “Test my blood.”
The droid pricked him. “You have a very high level of toxins in your blood.”
“So?” Obi-Wan asked impatiently.
“While your blood type is a match, the toxins may lead to further complications. Do you consent to complications up to and including death?”
“That’s really the option no matter what we do!”
“Do you consent?”
“Yes!” As soon as Obi-Wan had consented, the droid, quite shockingly, shot a tube into his arm and another into Meleana’s. “Shouldn’t you wait until you’ve begun the surgery?” Obi-Wan asked.
The droid began cutting open Meleana’s side to repair her internal injuries. “I did inform you of the risk.”
“I thought you meant her death!”
“That is still a possibility,” The droids tone was still as chipper as ever. “I will do my best to preserve both of your lives.”
Obi-Wan started feeling lightheaded. “How much longer?”
“I will be done shortly.” The droid finished repairing Meleana’s injuries and stitched her side. The tube retracted from both the Jedi’s arms.
Obi-Wan moved slowly to the nearest chair and sat down. “Will she be alright?”
“Barring any unforeseen complications she should be fine. I will submerge her in bacta as soon as I have closed her wounds.”
“Good,” Obi-Wan said in a distant voice. He passed out seconds after the word passed through his lips. 

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PS Note: thanks again to Agravian for pointing out the incredibly dumb move of posting chapter 7 twice! Go me! I'm an idiot... This is the actual chapter 6! So chapter 7 is now obsolete. Though for those of you who just want to get to the sex, move on to 7. And keep reading! The more Obi and Mel get to know each
other the smuttier things get.
Thank you again to Agravian and all my shy readers <3