As they stood chained again to large rock pillars, Obi Wan found himself genuinely afraid for the wellbeing of his best friend who was on the pillar opposite of him. They had discarded their robes, leaving them in their thin tunics with no weapon to retrieve since the Count had taken those for himself too. "This was the last place I expected to be. Chained side by side, with you." Opal retorted, flashing him her signature smile before turning back to the crowd.
"If I'm going to die, Opal, I'm glad it's with you." He turned his body so the two of them could look at each other, the chains digging into his skin. A breathless smile crossed his face, one of pure adoration and love for the woman he adored. "It's always been you."
Her heart stopped inside her chest as she tried to formulate an answer, but was stopped by their padawans voice from somewhere behind them. "We're not dying." She replied matter-of-factly. Her laughter echoed in the air as Anakin and Padme appeared. "Ah, Skywalker. I was wondering if you were going to be the hero today. I don't think I could've been more wrong." Anakin grumbled, sticking his tongue out to his Master who was grinning wickedly.
"We were coming to rescue you, Masters."
Opal stifled a laugh as Obi Wan sighed dishearteningly and allowed his eyes to shift upward where his hands were chained. "Good job." All four pair of eyes widened as a barrage of grotesque aliens made their way towards them with the intent to kill. "Opal, it's coming after both of us."
The blondes chest began to heave as her mind began to formulate a plan to get them both out of their predicament. "You don't think?" She replied sarcastically, gasping as the alien attacking both her and Obi Wan slammed its claw into the chains, causing them to fall to the ground and off of her hands. "We working together on this, Kenobi?"
"I wouldn't want anything else, Stone. Watch yourself!"
Both of the Jedi Masters worked better as one unit then two separate people, and it was clear that they had been training their entire lives for a moment like this. Each moment they struck was precise and clean, but only if they were fighting in unison.
Opal's heart lifted when the sounds of at least a hundred lightsabers coming to life began to echo around the coliseum, signaling that their reinforcements had finally arrived. "Obi Wan-" Opal breathed, staring up at the other Jedis in awe. "I love you."
Anakin let out a gleeful shriek as he heard the three familiar words spill from Opal's lips that should've been said years ago. Obi Wan's chest constricted as the two of them stared at each other in shock, the sounds of war filtering around the coliseum as she awaited his answer. "You fool! Say something!" Anakin exclaimed, blocking multiple gunshots with the blade of his lightsaber.
Obi Wan pulled Opal to him by her hip and grinned, blissfully callous that the entirety of the Jedi Order was surrounding them and could see their every move. "I love you too." He replied, beaming at her like a lovesick puppy as the two of them pulled apart to continue fighting what the story book called The Clone Wars for centuries to come.
The four of them boarded the transport the Clones had used to arrive, their destination to get away from the destruction. Unfortunately, Count Dooku was ahead of them and sped in front of the transport, his eyes locked on the hangar deeper into the planet. Opal turned around and eyed her padawan, curious as to why anger lurked in his pale, baby blue eyes.
Just like Obi Wan, she was naive.
"There isn't time for help! Anakin and I can handle this!"
Opal turned to Obi Wan with a skeptical look, her arms crossed over her chest. "You need me too, Obi Wan. I'm not-"
"I need to protect you. Dooku is dangerous, and he will do whatever he can to turn you." She cursed under her breath and resisted the urge to punch her lover in his handsome face.
"Obi Wan, that man destroyed my life and he is PROUD of it!" She snapped, finally releasing what she had wanted to say in Count Dookus presence hours earlier. "He is a psychopath, and a murderer, and he deserves whatever is coming to him! If killing the Count is the last thing I do, I don't care. It'll be worth it."
"Opal, I don't want your thirst for revenge to be the end of you." The Jedi breathed, blinking back the fear lurking in his eyes. She was so bloodthirsty that it truly terrified him to know what path she would be taking, and whether or not he could follow it.
The blonde woman pulled her hair into a high ponytail, tightening it before picking up Obi Wans hand. She placed it against hers, relishing the warmth it gave as their fingers slowly laced together. "Together, Obi Wan Kenobi. Or not at all."
The Masters and The Apprentice entered Count Dooku's hangar and found him waiting for them, saber ready. Opal stuck close behind her boys, tossing her lightsaber and catching it as she waited for her precise moment to strike. She grimaced as lightning flew from the Sith Lord's fingertips and struck her Padawan, throwing him across the room.
"You will be a hero someday, Opal. And you will know who your hero is."
Her mother's words echoed inside her head as she threw her lightsaber directly at Obi Wan, who brought it to life in a mirage of silver and blue as he fought the Count. Her heart crawled into her throat as Count Dooku brought his lightsaber across Obi Wans arm and leg, sending him to the ground in a heap.
Not five minutes later, Anakin lost his hand, and all she saw was red.
''Oh, my beloved Opaline Stone." Count Dooku smiled as she closed in on him, unaware of Yoda lurking in the shadows behind her. "You fight so valiantly! Sticking up for the man you love and the brother you've never had, it really is quite remarkable, the people you give your heart away to. You remind me so much of your father."
Obi Wan was silently cheering for his lover as she fought against the Count, blocking his each move to sever a limb from her body. "I've learned alot in the years I've been a Jedi." She snarled, throwing her arm outwards towards his head and taking his ear clean off with her lightsaber. The fact she had made another human bleed shouldn't have made her happy. But it did. "Never cruel, never cowardly. Never give up, and never give in."
She did a backflip towards the two men as Yoda entered the room clutching his cane, adamant that he finish her job in trying to destroy the Sith Lord. Kneeling down next to Obi Wan, she grimaced and pulled the medical gaze she normally kept with her out of the pockets of her robes. "Why are you always more prepared?" Obi Wan muttered, grimacing as she pulled him against her chest and began to examine the cuts he had gained from his fight.
"You know, if I wasn't such a beneficial part of both your lives," Obi Wan inhaled shaky breaths as she bent over his shoulder and ran her fingers through a comatose Anakin's sweaty brown hair. "You would've been dead a long time ago."
"Well, I'm glad you are my hero I've been waiting for." He breathed, pressing a kiss to her temple as she helped him to stand to his feet. Obi groaned as pain shot through his thigh, unable to stand on his own. She ducked her head beneath his arm, grinning as he leaned against her for support.
The three of them boarded Padmes star ship that would take them home to Coruscant, exhausted and very much in need of food. Opal grunted as Obi Wan sat on a spare cot, removing his robes and rolling up the leg of his pants to reveal a nasty gash several inches long on his thigh. The two of them remained silent as she took more gauze and managed to redress the wound. "I wasn't kidding when I said it you know." She whispered, kissing her fingers and running them along the bandage to make sure it stayed. "I love you with all my being, Obi Wan Kenobi. It's always been you."
He still couldn't believe that of all people, she had picked him. "It's still so hard to believe." He murmured uncertainly. "But I wasn't kidding earlier, darling. You are the only woman I have ever loved, the only one I have ever given my heart to for safe keeping. Opaline Harmony Stone.." He pulled her into his lap, brushing a stray hair behind her ear and gripping her chin, capturing her lips with his own. She giggled as their noses brushed and his warm, calloused hands lightly gripped her waist. "The love of my life."
Three weeks later
"Please let me cut your hair."
"Not a chance, even if you continue to try and win me over with your adorable pout. I'm not falling for it."
"I love you?"
"Suck up."
Opal snorted as she pulled her mass of blonde hair onto the top of her head, fashioning it into a messy bun so she could continue cleaning. The two of them had taken the day away from the temple to clean out her parents apartment so "she could live alone." That was what they'd told The Council. In reality, Obi Wan was moving in with her. He had been incredibly reluctant at first until she had been able to convince him otherwise.
The two of them had been bickering over the length of his hair for forty five minutes and they had barely cleaned the kitchen and the living room. "I would like to be able to kiss you without getting your hair in my face." Obi Wan lifted his head from where he was wiping down the glass table in the living room. "C'mon Obi Wan.. Please?"
"Only if I get something in return." She quirked an eyebrow as he stood, grinning that unbelievably stupid smile as he strutted across the room to where she was leaning against the counter. "A kiss for a cut?"
"You are asking for it, Kenobi." She murmured, giggling as he pushed her against the countertop and took her lips with his own. He tasted like a mixture of chocolate, with the slightest hint of mint mixed in. Her mind blanked as she became intoxicated with the touch and taste that belonged to him and only him.
The two Jedi were so caught up in each other that they were oblivious to Anakin sneaking into the apartment, clutching two travel bags in his hands. The Knight (soon to be Master.. mind you.) had been on his honeymoon with Padme Amidala-Skywalker on her home planet of Naboo for nearly three weeks and had come back to Coruscant to visit his Masters with his blushing bride. "Oh good Lord!" Anakin exclaimed, groaning as Obi Wan and Opal pulled apart to look in his direction. "I'm home for five minutes and you two can not keep your hands off of each other! I think I need to bleach my eyes!"
Opal sighed and exited the kitchen, pulling him to her with the Force and crushing him in a hug. "I missed your annoying presence, Ani." She mused, lightly tapping his nose. "Where's that wife of yours? I haven't been in the presence of another woman with estrogen in weeks. I need a good glass of wine and some girl talk."
"Girl talk." Obi Wan muttered, snickering under his breath. "Anakin, will you join me out on the back deck?" The Knight ran a hand through his growing brown hair, nodding as he followed behind Obi Wan, shutting the door to the back of the apartment as he went.
Padme entered the apartment with a smile on her face, her brown eyes shining with excitement as she enveloped the other woman in a hug. "I am so glad to see you, Opal." She murmured, pulling on the ends of her long, elegant brown ringlets that hung over her shoulders. "But I can see you and Obi Wan are only getting closer."
"Yeah," She said breathlessly, smiling at the sight of her boys out on the deck talking like old friends. "I love him, Padme. It's so hard to admit because I still wonder at times how we managed to be together with our pasts and our current circumstances, but it's him. It has always been him." Padme sat on the sofa, taking the bottle of wine and pouring herself a glass as Opal sat opposite of her.
"Do you want to marry him?"
It wasn't long before Opal answered. "I do. I don't care if we do it in secret like you and Anakin did, but I want to spend the rest of my life with that man." She studied Obi Wan with soft brown eyes, her gaze flickering from his lips, to his bright blue eyes, to the way his lips curved into a smile when Anakin said something ridiculous. "He's made me a better person by being in my life, and I can't thank him enough for it."
"You know, I never guessed that you would fall in love, being a Jedi and all. It honestly didn't surprise me whenever I figured out it was him." Padme confessed, running her elegant fingers over the white and gold embroidered gown she was wearing. ''If you two were to somehow be separated.. I think it would be the death of him."
Opal pondered the Senators words as she watched Obi Wan and Anakin converse on the deck, a content smile on her face and happiness in her heart as she sipped her Coruscantian wine while watching the sunset.
It was truly a beautiful sight. One of the few she'd see for a long time.
YOU ARE READING
Redemption
Science Fiction"Master, for years you have told me that Jedi are not allowed to love because it goes against the Jedi Code. However, when I watch the way you look at Master Stone, I can see that The Code has been broken for a long, long time." - Anakin Skywalker
