The Makings Of Greatness | Obi-Wan Kenobi

Bounty Hunter We're Looking For

Obi-Wan's P.O.V.

"This could change everything..."

Vale thinks out in awe while walking around our chambers. The Kaminoans informed us Jango Fett hadn't arrived yet but should be here tomorrow morning. So they escorted us to a guest room to rest for the night.

Leaning back on the bed with my arm behind my head, I watch Vale thinking of her words in a way she's probably not expecting. First, I saw the kid in the Temple's library, then the younglings in the training room, and here on Kamino unborn babies. Everything in the past day has been making my mind think of Vale and her carrying a child.

I'm trying to think about our objective, but for the first time in years, I feel this matter is more important. Vale's walking around our room in a white tee shirt and light blue panties. She goes to a mirror in the room to brush out her hair, carefree as ever.

Her shirt ends just above her thighs, giving me a view of her legs. My mind keeps going over what will happen if she's pregnant; all my ideas make my heart skip a beat. She looks at me through the mirror while saying.

"Do you realize what would happen if Republic uses this Clone Army?"

"What, darling?"

I mumbling not really thinking about it, making her turn around and set her brush on a table. She's frowning at me like she can tell something different about me. Walking toward me on the bed, Vale blurts out in awe.

"The Republic would have a fighting chance against the Separatists... We have been outnumbered in men for years now."

Vale comes to my side of my bed and crawls over me to straddle my waist. I sit up more as she nestle herself on top of me. She rubs her hands up and down my chest casually with her mind filled with this Clone Army. My hands come to her waist underneath her shirt to hold as I run my thumbs against her skin.

"Think about it, if we had this army... No more eight months of missions." Vale mumbles in a light tone, knowing the toll back-to-back mission does to a Jedi. "No more being ambushed by a squadron when we have our own." Tilting her head, she smiles, thinking of what this Army will do for us. "This could be exactly what the Republic needs- What is it, Kenobi? Why are you looking at me like that? What is wrong?"

Vale questions frustratedly, and I realize she must notice I'm not really listening to her. Sighing, I sit up straight on the backboard of the bed. Pulling Vale closer to me, I wrap my arms around her.

Bitting my bottom lip, I stare at her genuinely concerned expression. I smile thinly; I should have known it wouldn't take long for Vale to notice my mind's been somewhere else. Glancing down at her stomach, my thumbs rub the sides of her belly as I mumble.

"Have you ever thought you could be pregnant, darling?"

"That's what has been on your mind all day?"

Vale lets out a laugh before resting herself on my chest. Lowering her head, she kissing me lightly and I hold her tighter. Her lips move slowly against mine in a feeling I can only call love.

Though we have not said it out, I know this is love; pure, raw love of each other. I've known for a long time now and even have caught myself about to tell her. Though, I've stopped myself every time knowing we shouldn't have this feeling between us.

However, I sense we've passed the point of no return. It's been years since our first kiss and ever since then, my love for her has only grown. At times, my mind has drifted to the idea of marrying her, but I keep it to myself, knowing I can't ask that of Vale.

We'd be forced to leave the Jedi Order, and I couldn't do that to Vale. She believes in this cause too much to leave it just to marry me. Though if she is pregnant, her reasons to leave might outweigh the reasons for staying.