The Duchess And The Jedi || A Collection Of Obitine Oneshots

The Funeral/ The Call

Authors Note: This oneshot takes place during the episode 4X15, Deception. It is basically Satine's thoughts and actions during Obi-Wan's fake funeral. Also, this oneshot is made of two short stories. Both are quiet short and go together so i felt it was best to put them together. 

The Funeral

The Duchess strode down the Jedi Temple hallway with two guards following close by her. She wore proper funeral attire and her hair was pinned up to make her look somewhat professional in this time of grief. She still couldn't believe what she was told. Obi-Wan Kenobi was dead...

Outside a ceremonial room Padmé Amidala stood aside Jedi Padawan Ahsoka Tano, who wore a long brown Jedi cloak to show respect. She sped up until she was beside the two, leaving the guards behind her.

"So it's true...?" Satine asked, her voice heavy.

Padmé only nodded and extended her hand to grasp Satine's shoulder. Tears formed in Satine's eyes, she didn't resist. She covered her mouth with her hand as she shook her head in disbelief.

"I'm so sorry Duchess" Ahsoka broke the silence, "I know you two where close..." she finished. The Togruta reaches out and touched Satine's shoulder, give her a supporting pat.

"I just-" Satine could barely finish the sentence.

"I can't believe he's dead..." she spat. Padmé nodded as she pulled her friend in for a hug.

"We often forget anyone can die in these dark times, even Jedi." Padmé replied as she tried to comfort the Duchess. 

After a moment or so the Senator released the Duchess from her embrace. Satine gave a slightly warm smile toward her friend, she tried to remain positive. 

The door they waited outside of slid open, A Jedi temple guard stepped out. 

 "Come in" the guard said threw his mask. The Jedi stepped aside as gestured toward the open door. Jedi and others began to fill the funeral room. 

Satine followed closely behind Padme and Ahsoka. She stopped dead in her tracks when she saw the covered body before her. She gasped as tears formed in her eyes. Ahsoka reached out to her for support, she then guided the woman over to a seat.  

A older Kel Dor Jedi approached Ahsoka who stood to her left. He reached out and placed his hand on Ahsoka's shoulder. She couldn't make out the quiet exchange of words. 

Nearby she saw Anakin Skywalker, he stood with his robes covering most of his head. He appeared almost angry, he clearly wasn't handling it well. She felt bad for him, during their time together Obi-Wan always referred to Anakin as a son. Anakin must be going through so much right now. 

All became silent before the funeral officially started, all that could be heard were Satine's soft weeps. She produced a soft cloth and began to wipe away the tears from her eyes. 

Satine was still in denial, it all happened so soon. He was a Jedi Master, how was this possible? She knew the Jedi where not invincible, but it was hard to defeat and kill one. Especially Obi-Wan Kenobi... 

Yoda stood before the small crowd and led the ceremony. He carried on with much grief, but also with wisdom. 

"Celebrate the life of Master Kenobi, we must" Yoda stated before the crowd. 

"One with the force, Obi-Wan is now." Yoda added with a positive tone. 

Satine appreciated the ideology of the Jedi, she liked to know Obi-Wan was part of something greater now, however she was still saddened. 

The body was lowered down into the temple floors and a yellowish orange colored beam of light rose from the floor. Satine still weeped from grief, it couldn't be real. 

The room was dismissed shortly after, Satine prepared to leave to head back to Mandalore. She had a few things to take care of first. 

Anakin stood at a large glass window overlooking the planet. He was silent, everyone else let him have his space. Satine decided to approach him, she just wanted to talk. 

"Anakin?" She asked softly as she approached. The Jedi turned to see her walking up to him. 

"How are you taking it all?" She asked. 

Anakin was silent for a few moments, he then spoke up. "I'm angry" Anakin paused, anger filled his voice, "the council isn't doing anything about it!" 

"Anakin, i'm so sorry." She replied. He only nodded in response. 

"Don't worry Satine- I'm going to find the one responsible..." Anakin replied and then suddenly stormed off. Her heart was heavy, she was even more grief stricken after seeing what this did to Anakin. 

As she was preparing to leave Padme stopped her, Ahsoka followed behind. 

"Satine" Padme called out to get her attention. 

Satine pureed over toward the two as they approached. 

"I just wanted to let you know i'm here for you if you need anything." Padme grabbed Satine's hand and took it into her own to show support. 

"Me too, Duchess, if you need anything just call" Ahsoka chimed in. 

Satine gave a warm smile, "thank you both" she paused. 

"Please look after General Skywalker, i'm worried he isn't taking this well." Satine added.

Padme nodded, "he was closest to Obi-Wan, I can't imagine what he's going through..." Padme sighed. 

"Yes, Obi-Wan would appreciate it"Satine replied. Pamde and Ahsoka nodded and gave a smile. 

"I must be going now, my world needs me" Satine stated after some seconds of silence. She gave a little bow and turned around and walked away... 

***

The Call

Duchess Satine sat in her personal bedroom in her palace on Mandalore. No matter what she did Obi-Wan kept running across her mind. She tried to get work done, however nothing could distract her.  It had been only a few weeks since the funeral, yet for her it felt like an eternity.  

From the other side of her room a ring came from her holo-transceiver. She rushed up and over to the device planted on her dresser. She assumed it was one of her advisers asking why she wasn't working on the new bill. 

The blonde haired woman picked up the device, however she noticed the signal was not for her advisers... She pressed the button and picked up the message. 

"Hello?" She spoke, her voice calm and soft.

There was silence and then Satine heard a sigh of relief. 

"Satine" there was a pause, the Duchess froze, "i'm glad to hear your voice" replied the ever-so familiar voice... 

"Obi?" She asked, tears now running down her face. 

"Yes, Satine?" Obi-Wan Kenobi asked. 

"But- Your'e dead..." she wept. 

"Satine, it's a lot to explain..." he paused and sighed. 

Satine feared in was all a cruel prank, he was dead, wasn't he? 

"I am alive and well, let me explain it in person. Want to meet somewhere?" He asked. 

Satine waited a few seconds before answering, it was all so sudden. 

"Yes, of course." The Duchess replied with a smile plastered from ear to ear... 

It didn't feel real, it was unbelievable, but it was him... 

For that she was certain.