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TITLE: Southern Fried Sith
AUTHOR: Schmootika (schmootika@yahoo.com)
CHARACTERS: Vader, OFC's
RATING: R and at times NC-17

DISCLAIMER: I do not own anything in the Star Wars universe, nor do I make any money from this or any of my stories. If I did own it, I would have a naked Sith Lord in my bed and would not be writing this story.

SUMMARY: The southern girls continue to wreck havoc in the GFFA. Sequel to Southern Stars.

Martha sat back on the couch, glass of cognac in her hand, resting after a particularly long day. As she flipped through the channels, she heard the familiar refrain of the "Star Wars" theme and paused. A smile crept onto her face and she held up her glass. "Here's to ya Renee."

She guzzled down half of the glass and sat it down on the coffee table. Memories of her trip to that elusive galaxy far, far away were still etched in her mind. The smells of the bustling city, the immense castle that Vader lived in, and the sight of her friend waving to her as she boarded the shuttle to bring her home.

She was the only one out of their group of five that came back and although they were never very far from her thoughts Martha still had a hard time picturing some of them in that place. Renee seemed to settle into a very comfortable spot but she could not wrap her mind around Bonnie, the consummate redneck, in a space setting. A sudden mental image of Bonnie all dressed in camo with a blaster in her hand made her snicker.

A loud chirping interrupted her musings and Martha looked around, fishing her cell phone out of her purse. But that was not what was making the noise. The realization dawned on her and she went to her bedroom. The little silver device Renee gave her before she left for home was the culprit. She pressed the button on the side and saw her friend appear in a shimmering blue projection.

"Hiya wench. How's things back home?"

Martha's face lit up. "It's about fuckin' time you hollered at me. Home is fine, work's a bitch but that's nuttin' new."

"I miss you babe. I am gonna send a small shuttle back home to pick up a few things, can you help the Lieutenant?"

Martha snorted. "What's he look like and what's he gonna do fer me?"

Renee laughed. "I hand picked this one just fer ya. I told him to do anything you say."

Raising her eyebrows, she looked over her glasses at Renee. "Anything eh? That sounds like a whole barrel full of fun. Does he got a list of shit you want?"

"Yeah. The main thing is whiskey. Fer some reason they just don't make it here like they do in Tennessee. I am sending a money card with him. Vader says it will work on Earth. Let me know if it doesn't."

"No problem. So, how's my Sith anyway? Has he been good to ya? I would hate to have to pack my shit up and come up there to whoop his ass."

Renee eyes seemed to twinkle. "Oh hell yeah, he's been real good to me. Although he's gone on a mission right now and, damnit, I'm kinda lonely. Wanna come up fer the weekend?"

Martha tilted her head and lit a smoke. "I do need to get away. Have you seen Mace? I still owe that bastard a kick in the ass."

"Naw. I don't mess around with the Jedi and for the most part they don't fuck with us. Well, they try to get to Vader but he put the smack down on the temple not too long ago and I don't think there's many of them left to fuck with him."

"No shit? Well, I'll be damned. Have you heard from Cindy?"

Renee looked down and shuffled her feet. "Naw. I think we've got a line on her but the bounty hunter ain't come up with anything concrete yet. Look, I just sent the shuttle. It should be there in a few hours. If ya want, pack yer shit and come on back with it. I will make sure you get back home in time to go to work Monday."

Martha snuffed out her smoke and thought about it for all of two seconds. "What the fuck. Sure. I'll keep an eye out fer him."

"Thanks babe. I'll be waiting on ya." Renee waved and her figure phased away.

Martha mumbled to herself as she pulled a bag from under the bed. "I hope it ain't so damned fucked up there this time."

Renee sat down on her bed and Nikolas came scampering over. As he curled into her lap, purring loudly, she stroked his soft fur and a smile crept onto her face. She was glad that Vader brought her stuff back here because the longer she stayed the more the realized that she never really wanted to leave. Take it, it was hard to be apart from him for such long periods of time. She never did seek out anyone else's company, so the small comforts of home she surrounded herself with made things at least bearable.

Several times, she thought of Bonnie, but usually that just served to work up her anger. As an outlet for that anger, Vader tried to instruct her on some lightsaber techniques and she was picking up on them fairly fast. Renee smiled when she thought of him, dressed only in his thin black pants, covered in a slick sheen of sweat as he worked out with her. Reaching up, she ran her fingers over a small scar on her shoulder. He gave that to her when she turned too fast and he countered before he even thought about it. Vader was upset but Renee wore the scar like a mark of honor. It was almost as if he had marked her as his own. That thought made her smile widely.

She was a far cry from the squealing little fan girl she had once been. In fact, she felt like she hardly knew that little southern girl anymore. The only times when she was reminded of the fact she was indeed that girl was when she opened her mouth and that drawl came washing over her tongue.

Picking up Nikolas, she hugged him tightly, smiling when he oomphed, and then placed his furry body back on the bed. "I need to go work some of this out, Nikki boy. I'll be back later."

Nikolas cooed and pulled his long body into a tight ball. Renee walked over to the closet, threw her robe off and grabbed a pair of Vader's back pants. She pulled them on and grabbed a t-shirt from her drawer. Oddly enough, her hands fell on a "Star Wars" logoed shirt. She chuckled as she tugged it over her head.

Petting Nikolas as she passed by, Renee grabbed a large rattan stick that lay beside the door. Blowing a kiss at the now sleeping cat, she strolled out the door and downstairs. Making her way down the corridor, one of the staff passed her and said, "Good morning, my lady."

Nodding her head, Renee replied, "Mornin' sweetie."

Twirling the stick like a baton, she walked into the training room and took a deep breath as she looked around. Her eyes fell upon a punching bag that she made Vader get for her. Dropping the stick, she stomped over to it and punched it soundly, making the chains holding it to the ceiling rattle loudly. Her eyes glowed amber and her jaw clenched as she pictured the face of her friend turned enemy on the bag. "Fuckin' bitch!" she screamed as she crouched down and pummeled it with short jabs.

Bonnie kicked back, propped her feet up and placed her hands behind her head as a big grin curled her lips. She had just beaten the blue-eyed hell out of a young rebel and she sat back as his friend helped him back to his feet. "Next time, you gonna show me some respect, you little bastard."

Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, he looked at her with rage and respect in his eyes. He replied though clenched teeth. "Yes ma'am."

Chuckling, Bonnie nodded at him. "That's better. Now go fetch me a drink." She waved her hand and he snorted as he left the room.

Obi-Wan watched the whole spectacle and once they were alone, sat down next to her. "You are going to have to be a little nicer to them or we won't have anyone left to fight the empire."

Throwing her head back to toss her hair over her shoulder, she smirked at him. "Well baby, these boys need to learn how to treat a woman, damnit. I ain't gonna put up with no shit from a snotty nosed punk."

Cocking one eyebrow up, trying not to laugh at her, he replied. "I see that. I guess I should be thankful that I am not a punk."

Stretching her arm back, she placed her hand behind his head and drew him in close to her. "Naw baby. You ain't got nuttin' to worry about. Well except for my other appetites."

Bonnie kissed him soundly as a small cough came from the door. The young rebel was back with a cold drink. "Sorry for the disrespect ma'am."

Grabbing the drink, Bonnie sat up and looked deep into the boy's eyes. "Not a problem. Just don't let that shit happen again."

As the young boy left, Obi-Wan could not help but chuckle at Bonnie's attitude. "It seems that you have carved out a place for yourself in the rebellion. `Head Bitch' I think is the title that fits you best."

Bonnie laughed loudly. "Hell yeah! That fits me just fine."

Renee fell back onto the floor, panting heavily as she finally fell back to some resemblance of normal. It stuck her as funny that she still carried so much rage inside her but she just chalked it up to her being alone and letting her thoughts wander too much. "There are some things that you just shouldn't dwell on."

Getting up from the mat, she went though the castle humming a tune as she went back to her room. Just as she turned down the hallway, a voice from below called to her. "Miss Renee. We just received a message; the transport is due back shortly."

"Wonderful, call me when they arrive." She hurried into her room and stripped her clothes off as she walked to the fresher.

The ship landed safely and Renee waited anxiously for the door to open. She smiled and squealed when she saw Martha emerge from the ship. They ran to each other and hugged tightly. "I'm so glad you could come," Renee said gleefully.

"Hell babe, I needed an escape and you needed some company. Plus, I wanna get into some of this whiskey I brought with me." Martha waved her hand toward the ship and Renee gasped as she saw four cases of Gentleman Jack being unloaded.

"Oh shit. We're gonna have to break into those! Come on; let's get you settled while they bring the goodies into the castle." Renee walked and giggled with her friend all the way into the main hallway.

Martha paused as she looked around. "You've done something different, but I can't put my finger on it."

Renee snickered, "Yeah. I spruced up the old place a bit. Want your old room?" She asked as they walked upstairs.

"Naw, but I'll take this one." Martha opened the door to the room adjacent to Renee's.

"No problem. Let's say we meet in the dining room in a few."

"Sounds good. I need a moments to get my shit together anyway." Martha replied as she stepped back to allow the trooper to bring in her bags.

Renee had already instructed the staff to prepare a special dinner and now sat down at the large table waiting for her friend to join her. It had been a long time since she had guests and the thought of catching up over a bottle of good whiskey made her smile. Loneliness was not something that she relished. Sure, it was good ever now and then, but this was going to get to her quickly. Vader had been called out on several missions in the months since she moved here and it drove her nuts that she was left here alone. She had to find a new hobby - but that was not foremost in her mind right now.

Martha walked into the dining room and grinned as she sat down next to her friend. "Is all this fer me?" she asked as she waved her hand over the table.

"Well, I know how you like to eat." Renee giggled as she pulled her over for a hug.

They grazed and munched from the table as they swapped stories from home and from Coruscant. The conversation soon took a turn; maybe it was the whiskey, which was half-gone, or maybe it was just curiosity. Martha snorted as she fiddled with her cigarette case. "So, what is the deal with Cindy?"

Renee grabbed a smoke and lit up, drawing in deeply before she replied. "I have not heard a damned thang. Vader said the bounty hunter he hired was the best, but I'm beginning to wonder. I just hope she's alright. No one has seen or heard of her."

"Damn girl. That kinda sucks. You'd think Vader could pull some strings or at least flex some muscle and find anything he wants." Martha snickered as she realized she just set Renee up.

"Fuck yeah. Flexin' muscles is what he does best baby. But I don't think the troopers would be as impressed by that as I am." Renee could not stifle the huge smile on her face as she thought about her Sith Lord and those wonderful muscles. Damnit she missed him. Sighing heavily, she changed the topic. "So, you wanna see if we can run into Mace? I know how much you'd LUV to see him." Renee cackled.

"Oh fuck you! That ain't right. And if I do run into the mutherfucker, I've got a few things to tell his ass." Martha looked over her glasses at Renee and flashed a big toothy grin. Even in her drunken stupor, she resisted the urge to ask about Bonnie. She knew that was still a sore subject but she wanted to know about her as well. Maybe she would corner one of the staff and ask.

Renee stood up, her legs slightly wobbly but she regained her composure quickly as she sat down on the table next to Martha. "Oh! I wanna show you what he got fer me. Hold on, I'll be right back." Running up to her room and back, as she entered the dining room, she turned on her lightsaber and smiled.

"That's fuckin' cool! Did he make it fer ya?" Martha asked her eyes wide as she watched the glowing crimson blade.

"Yeah. He figured I needed something to work out with," she paused and chuckled, "well, besides him that is. He's been teachin' me. Watch this shit." She twirled the saber around and delighted in Martha's gasps.

Getting up and walking over to Renee, Martha asked, "Can I hold it?"

"Sure. Just be careful. I don't wanna have to call over a medical droid." Renee smirked.

"Damn. This thing's heavy. Nifty! I want one." Martha giggled as she handed it back to Renee.

"Well, we will see," she replied as she shut off the saber and sat back down. Grabbing the bottle of whiskey and taking a long, deep gulp, she gritted her teeth as she sat it back down. "Damnit! That shit's sweeter than honey."

Martha grinned and stretched her arms out, yawning as she did so. "Ok Chickie. I need to get my ass to bed. That trip killed me this time."

Renee hugged her and smiled sweetly. "Alrighty babe. See ya in the morning?"

Martha walked away and paused at the doorway. "Yeah. See ya."

Sitting back down on the edge of the table, Renee smiled. It was good to have someone to talk to again but her mind started to go down a dark path and her brow furrowed as she thought of Bonnie. Shaking her head, she tried to wipe the thoughts from her head. She was determined not to let her anger get the best of her this weekend.

"Separate quarters?" Bonnie hollered at Obi-Wan as she threw her hands up. "Are you outta yer fuckin' mind?" She paced around her room like a caged animal. Of all the rules and restrictions being a part of the rebellion had bestowed upon her, this one griped her ass the most.

"I must keep up appearances." Obi-Wan grabbed her shoulders and turned her to face him. "That does not mean that we will not visit each other." He kissed her forehead and she relaxed, slightly.

"This is horse shit! You know that. Damnit!" Bonnie spat out as she shoved her hands under his cloak and placed them on his waist. "If the Jedi are so fuckin' hung up on attachments then why do most of ya'll have them?"

He chuckled and drew her in closer, nuzzling against the top of her head. "There are just some things we must do. Don't fight me on this one, ma'am."

Bonnie laughed and rested her head on his chest. "Ok. You win this one, but tonight, you stay in my room." The punctuated her comment with grabbing a handful of his ass and squeezing.

Obi-Wan's eyes lit up and that mischievous grin came one his face. "Yes ma'am." Looking at the door to her room, he nodded his head and it whooshed shut. Placing his hand on her cheek, he leaned down and placed a sweet, soft kiss on her lips. Bonnie, who still had a grip on his ass, pulled him to her and deepened their kiss, their tongues stroking and rubbing against each other's.

Running her hands up his body, she pushed his cloak off and started fiddling with his belt. Their lips still firmly attached, he pulled open her coat and tossed it across the room. Stepping back, she finally got the belt off and it fell to the floor with a thud. Pressing against him, Bonnie walked him over to the bed and he plopped down with a leer on his face. She sat down on his lap and pulled her shirt off, her breasts bounced into his sight and he moaned as he ran his hand over them. Leaning in, he traced circles around her nipples with his tongue and she groaned, pressing her body closer to his mouth. He paused to give the same attention to the other one before raising his head and kissing her, this time harder and full of passion.

Leaning back from him, she giggled and ran a fingertip over his kiss-reddened lips. "You sure got a purdy mouth."

Cocking an eyebrow at her, he chuckled. "For some reason I think I should be disturbed by that comment."

Throwing her head back, Bonnie laughed loudly. "Naw baby. The only reason to be disturbed is if you hear banjos."

Moving her hands down his chest, she parted his tunic and pushed it over his shoulders. Obi-Wan closed his eyes and sighed contentedly when he felt her fingers traveling across his chest. Leaning in, Bonnie placed hot wet kisses down his neck to his small, hardened nipples, smiling when he gasped as she caught one between her teeth. She wiggled in his lap and looked back into his eyes, licking her lips.

"Ya wanna get nekkid?"

"Yes ma'am, I do."

Bonnie slid off his lap and tugged his boots off before standing and doing the same. She slowly slithered out of her form fitting uniform pants and stood before him with her hands on her hips. Her eyes lit up when she saw him turn to her wearing nothing except a sexy grin.

"Well, ain't that a purdy sight," she purred as she sauntered over to him.

Bonnie fell against his chest and ran her hands up his back. He tilted her face up to his and kissed her hard, pressing his already hard member against her as he pulled her body close to his. Bonnie allowed him to move her over to the bed and they fell onto it, their kiss unbroken. Wiggling under him, Bonnie grabbed his hips and wrapped her legs around his waist. Obi-wan groaned as he felt her scoot down the bed and position herself so her lips caressed his hardness.

Bonnie sighed as he kissed down her neck and she gasped when he bit down on her shoulder and thrust his hips forward. Groans and muffled screams filled the room as they went at a blistering pace. Obi-Wan pulled harshly on her hair and captured her mouth in a kiss as she cried out. He soon followed her, burying his head against her neck as he tried to keep his own moans muffled.

He rose up on his elbows and looked down on her, their pants and wide grins evident of the experience they just shared. "I am not sure if I can stay with you all night. You may cause the whole base to wake up."

Bonnie laughed and pulled him down to her, kissing him sweetly. "Well baby, maybe you need to gag me." She winked at him as the idea sunk into his head.

Obi-wan chuckled. "I will do as you wish, ma'am."

Renee threw her clothes off and slid into the big empty bed. Snuggling against a pillow, she noticed that it no longer held Vader's scent and she shook her head as she pulled the covers up. She missed him terribly and her mind swirled around blue eyes and muscled thighs as she drifted off to sleep.

*Hello belle.* The thought came to her and her mind opened up fully. She felt as though she was in a dream and yet it did not feel like one, it was surreal.

*Hello darlin',* she sent back as the fog started to clear. She saw herself standing in a white room with Vader just a meter in front of her, holding out his arms to her.

Running over to him, she hugged him tightly. It felt so damned real. She could feel his battle hardened body under his tunic and she smiled as she snuggled against his chest.

*It is real. There are many things I can do through the Force.* He smiled down at her and threaded his hands in her long blonde hair.

Renee giggled. *I remember.* She looked up into his blue eyes and sighed. *I miss you.*

*I know. I will be back in two days so for now we will have to be content with this.* He leaned down and pressed his lips against hers. A shiver ran down her spine as she felt his Force signature enveloping her. Her body arched on her bed as she leaned in to him in her vision. Trailing his lips down her jaw to her neck, he pulled her thin gown off her shoulders. As it slipped from her body it disappeared, leaving her naked and more than willing.

Renee closed her eyes and enjoyed the sensation of his lips and tongue dancing across her pulse point. When she opened her eyes back up, she saw his vision had changed and he was clad only in a pair of thin black pants. Stepping back from her, he grinned widely and ran his tongue over his lips as he let his hands roam across her body.

*I knew you would like these,* he pathed as he looked into her dark blue eyes.

Renee rolled her eyes and bit her lower lip as she tucked her thumbs into the waistband and slowly slipped her hands inside. *This is really what I wanted to see.* She pulled his pants down and grinned at him. Vader mocked surprised but that quickly faded as he drew her close to him, kissing her with unbridled passion. Their kisses were hard and hungry, like their very souls were as entwined as their tongues.

Pulling her down with him, they tumbled together as a sensual need rose to urgency in both of them. Vader bit down on her neck and Renee gasped as she threaded her fingers in his hair. Wrapping her legs around his waist, she tugged his head up so she could gaze into his eyes. No words were needed this time and Vader grabbed a hold of her hip as he brushed a stand of hair from her eyes with his other hand. He sank slowly into her and she moaned as she felt not only him entering her but his Force penetrating her mind as well. He looked like a dark and delicious vision, his mouth partly open, his eyes dark with passion, and his grunts echoing each powerful thrust of his hips.

Renee groaned as she felt her climax overtake her. Vader looked down at her, watching her face contort as the intense pleasure overwhelmed her. The sight of her writhing against him and the feeling of her orgasm rippling over their Force bond drove him over the edge and he called out her name as he shuddered inside her.

Catching his breath, Vader placed sweet kisses along her neck up to her lips. *Sweet dreams my belle.*

Renee rolled over and her eyes popped open. Stretching out, she could still feel him, it was as if he was hugging her tightly. "My sweet Sith," she murmured as she snuggled against a pillow and fell back asleep.

Jango crept along the corridors of the Imperial palace, ducking in and out of the shadows. He knew his intelligence reports were correct but for the life of him, he could not figure out why the Emperor would want to keep this particular girl hostage. It was bad enough that he had to go to the lower levels to seek her out, but Vader would not be pleased when he found out who took her.

Shrugging his shoulders, he made his way down the winding stairs and clung close to the wall as he searched for the cell that held Cindy. Looking though the small slit in the door of the last cell in this hallway, he saw her, strapped down to a table, naked and weeping. Fiddling with the electronic lock pick on his belt, he expertly opened the lock and walked in.

Cindy's head turned away from him and she shut her eyes tightly. She feared it was Palpatine returning to have his way with her once again.

"Cindy?" he asked as he stopped close to the table and removed his helmet. Her eyes flew open when she heard his voice. She held her breath and looked at him. The tears flowed freely from her eyes when she realized he was here to save her.

"Oh fuck! I am so happy to see you." She cried as he moved to unlock the shackles from her wrists and ankles. Cindy threw her arms around him and kissed all over his face. Distracted at trying to calm her down, Jango did not hear the troopers enter the room.

"What are you doing?" the trooper asked, his blaster raised.

"I am taking her to the Emperor," Jango responded as she winked at Cindy and slid his helmet back on. He picked her up in his arms and started for the door but the troopers did not move.

"You have no authorization to take her. I will have to call ops and get clearance," the trooper snorted out as he raised his hand to his helmet hitting the comm link.

Jango sat Cindy down and drew his blaster. "That's not necessary trooper."

Cindy crawled under the table and began to cry once again. She knew that she was not going to leave after all.

Shots were fired and Cindy screamed as she saw both troopers lying on the floor. She heard a large group of troopers clanging down the hall and Jango called to her. "I will come back for you."

Jango barely escaped, taking a hidden passage and crawling through the exhaust system to the relative safety of the streets. He jumped into his ship and took off. It would be a few days before he would contact Vader. He wanted the turmoil at the palace to settle down and maybe try again to rescue Cindy.

Bonnie awoke alone in her room. She turned over and felt the cold spot in the bed next to her.

"Damnit," she muttered as she crawled out of bed and pulled on her clothes.

Looking in the mirror, she ran her hands over the plain outfit. A big grin crept onto her face as an idea struck her.

Walking down to the launders, she asked the cute Twi'lek behind the counter, "Ya got any dye?"

"What?" the clerk asked, confusion all over her face.

"Colored dye. I need to spruce up this here outfit," Bonnie replied, her hands on her hips.

"Ah yes. What hue do you require?"

"Let's see. I need every shade of green you might have and a few browns as well."

Bonnie looked over the counter and saw the clerk placing several small boxes in a bag.

Grabbing the bag, Bonnie flashed a big smile. "Thank you ma'am."

Renee and Martha leisurely stumbled through breakfast and got dressed for a day on the town. Shopping was always a fun activity and Renee needed to get out of the castle anyway.

As they made their way to the nearby bazaar, Martha turned to her friend and made small talk. "So, have you heard from Kelly?"

Renee giggled. "Yeah. She got married and the last time I talked to her she thought she was pregnant."

Martha gasped. "No shit! Well, I'll be damned. I wish her luck and I'm fuckin' glad it's her and not me."

They both grinned at each other and said at the same time, "Yep."

"I hope she's happy but you are right, I don't wanna be barefoot and pregnant right now. I've got way too much fun left ahead of me." Renee snorted.

They shopped in almost every place in the bazaar and Martha found many new colorful outfits to take back with her.

"Ya know, Paula's gonna be so green with envy."

"Yeah but she would never believe where you got `em." Renee chuckled.

"Ya got a point there," Martha replied.

They walked across one of the bustling streets making their way to a little café when Martha stopped dead in her tracks. She whiled around and handed her bags to Renee.

"I'll be right back."

Renee looked puzzled before she saw whom Martha was stalking over to with increased speed. Gathering up the bags, she sat down at a choice table in the café to get a good view of the fireworks that were about to ensue.

Martha was a firestorm of pure anger as she approached Mace Windu. Yoda was floating beside him and his eyes went wide as he saw her, mostly because of the menacing way she walked toward them but also because he could not read her or sense her Force signature. Mace stood up straight and plastered his best Jedi Master cold face on as Martha fired her first shots.

"You sorry muthafucka!" Her words were punctuated by a loud slap as she hit Mace squarely on his face. "I told ya I never wanted to see your ignorant ass again and yet here you are. You are one piss poor bastard."

Stunned was just one word that came to Renee's mind as she watched the scene unfolding. She ordered up a round of Corellian brandy and snickered as she turned back to Martha.

"But…b…b..." Mace stammered, backing up slightly.

"But nuthin' you sorry sonofabitch. If I ever see you again, I'll kick yo ass, no - better than that I'll stick that fuckin' purple lightsaber UP your ass. You understand me?" Her hands were now on her hips and she circled her head as she continued. "You are one sorry excuse fer a man and an even sorrier excuse fer a Jedi." Martha stormed off, the smoke almost coming out of her ears.

Yoda turned to Mace. "Pissed her off, you have. Not a friend, I take it."

His only reply was to cut Yoda a mean look as they turned around and walked away from the bazaar.

Plopping down next to Renee, Martha grabbed the glass and downed it in one gulp. Snickering, Renee tried to compose herself as Martha shot her an eat shit look.

"What?" Renee asked. "That was funny as shit! I think you got your point across."

Martha lightened up and giggled. "Yeah, I bet that sorry bastard looks twice before he walks the streets again."

Bonnie stood in front of the mirror admiring her handiwork. The standard issue uniform was now turned into a camouflaged southern fried delight.

She turned around and laughed, "This turned out better than I thought it would have."

"Indeed," came a voice from the door.

Bonnie jumped as the voice startled her. Spinning around, she grinned widely when she saw Obi-Wan leaning against the doorway, stroking his beard and smiling.

"Ya like it baby?" she asked as she posed for him.

Obi-Wan just laughed and shook his head. "It is…interesting."

Bonnie sauntered over to him and placed her hands on his chest.

"I needed a hobby and since my favorite hobby left me this morning," she stuck her bottom lip out, "I had to find something else to occupy my time."

Leaning down, he placed a light kiss on her lips.

Bonnie sighed against him. "Is that all I get?"

"For now. I will see you later; I must go to a meeting. We are mounting a campaign soon and must get all the attack plans together," he replied as she pushed her hair behind her ear.

"Oh, a fight `eh? I wanna go! Can I get a big assed gun and blow shit up?" She bounced like an excited child on Christmas day.

Cocking an eyebrow, he snickered at her, "I thought you would say that. I have made arrangements to give you a `hobby'. Report to the 5th landing bay. Sergeant Shaw will have an assignment for you."

Bonnie smiled. "Hot damn!"

Sergeant Shaw was a young rebel but a very trusted one. Obi-Wan briefed him about Bonnie but he was not really sure what to expect when she bounded into the bay.

"Hey, you Shaw?" she asked with her hands on her hips.

He looked at her as if she had lost her mind. Obi-Wan had warned him that she was a bit unconventional, but as he looked at the petite woman in her weirdly colored uniform, he thought that was definitely an understatement.

"Yes. I am Sergeant Shaw. You must be Bonnie."

"Yeah. So…hold on what is that?" she asked, her eyes wide as she pointed her finger at a small shuttle.

"That is Obi-wan's personal shuttle. But - you are supposed to be taught how to use this," he said as he held up a large blaster.

Bonnie looked between the two of them. She could not decide what she wanted most. To mess with the shuttle and paint it, that would be a hoot. But she also wanted to blow things up. The debate was settled when the Sergeant placed the large black blaster in her hands. The thought of the shuttle instantly evaporated from her mind.

"Now that's that I'm talkin' about. Where do I get to shoot this thang?" Her eyes were almost glossed over as she studied the blaster.

Renee and Martha arrived back at the castle and fell out in the dining room, packages flying all over the place. One of the kitchen staff came in to the room and smiled down on the girls sweetly.

"Do you require lunch?"

Renee giggled. "Naw. I think we just need a drink. Thanks sweetie."

She bowed respectfully and went back to the kitchen.

"Did you see the look on his face? I thought he was gonna turn white." Martha laughed and slapped her thigh.

"He damn near did girl. And having Yoda right there, oh shit. I bet he's gonna have to answer some questions," Renee said, tears rolling down her face.

She got to her feet and found the bottle of whiskey.

"I think this deserves a drink."

Filling two glasses she brought one over to Martha.

"To smackin' Jedi masters." They both raised their glasses. Martha added, "In broad daylight" They chuckled and swallowed down their drinks.

"Ugh. That's some good shit. So I just gotta ask you a question." Martha said as sat her glass on the table. "Now, ya don't have to answer but I just gotta ask."

Renee sighed deeply; she knew what her friend wanted to know. "I have not seen her, if that's what you're askin'." Standing up, she began to pace around the room with her hands behind her back tightly clasped.

Martha could not help but chuckle as she watched her friend. "You look just like him when you do that."

Raising an eyebrow, she looked over her shoulder and smiled. "Oh you need to quit. But I guess we have kinda rubbed off on each other."

Laughing loudly, Martha replied, "I bet. Rubbed and sucked and…"

"Hey, hey. It's bad enough that he ain't here, don't get me all worked up." Renee chuckled and unclasped her hands.

Martha's expression turned serious. "So you ain't heard a word."

Lowering her head, she closed her eyes and sighed. "Naw and personally I don't really wanna see her again. That's a pretty damned sore subject. Let's talk about something else."

"Awright. I just had to ask,"

"I know. Let's go out to the gardens." Renee paused and looked at Martha. "You did get everything on the list, right?"

Martha chuckled. "Yeah, and I got the papers. Let's go."

They sat down on the cool grass and relaxed as they shared a bit of home. Renee set up a CD player next to them and cranked up a Travis Tritt album. "Ya gotta play that redneck shit while I'm here?" Martha snorted.

Turning it off, she put in BB King's greatest hits. "Is this better?"

Martha snickered. "Yeah, much better. I just can't handle that twangy shit right now. It spoils my buzz."

Bonnie turned out to be quite the crack shot and hit every target with accuracy. Sergeant Shaw was impressed. Strolling past him with the blaster on her shoulder, she hummed a tune. "What's that song?" he asked.

Snickering, she belted out a few lines. "I'm gonna be somebody. One of the days I'm gonna break these chains. I'm gonna be somebody some day, you can bet your hard earned dollar I will."

Shaw looked at her with a questioning expression. She smiled and kept walking. "It's a little bit of home. Join me in a drink later and I'll sing the rest."

Renee passed the nearly empty bottle back to Martha and snickered. "I guess we knocked the bottom outta that one."

Martha finished the whiskey off and tossed the bottle on the ground. "Yeah, but it was fun getting' there."

Grabbing a pack of smokes, Renee sat back on the rocks surrounding the pool. She leaned back and lit one up. "Do ya remember that time we had to drag Cindy outta the bar on Beale Street?"

Martha laughed as she lit up her own smoke. "Yeah, I do. She was drunker than a skunk and hollered at us the whole way. Keep saying something about wantin' to go to this dude's hotel room."

"Yep. That was it. Well, I'll have to admit he was a cute little drummer but I had a creepy feelin' about that friend of his. Figured it would not end up as a twosome. I think that was the night she bit my arm."

Martha snorted. "Hey, I think it was. She always got a little outta line when it came to getting' some."

Patting Martha on the back, Renee replied. "Hell babe. We've all been overcome by the power of the dick before."

"No shit. It makes you do some stupid shit that's fer sure. Remember the night we went to Wild Bill's and had to call Edward to take our drunk asses back home?"

Shaking her head, Renee chuckled. "Oh fuck me. You just had to bring that shit back up. Alright, I'll admit to that one. But hell, they were brothers and damned near looked like twins. It would have been a wild fuckin' ride while it lasted."

"The problem was that your ignorant ass would not share. I was not gonna be left alone at the bar while you went out and got your freak on." Martha snuffed out her smoke and grinned at Renee. "Besides, we had more bars to hop around at that night."

Renee looked at her slightly puzzled. "We went to other bars that night?"

Martha roared with laughter. "Yeah. So I guess you don't remember the karoke bar and strippin' to 'Jessie's Girl'?"

Renee's eyes went wide as she searched her foggy memories. "I vaguely remember that. But I also recall you standing on the stage beside me. Was it a double your pleasure night fer the whole bar?"

Waving her finger in Renee's face, Martha replied. "So you DO remember. What was that guy's name? The one that tipped us both twenty dollars when we got off the stage."

Renee flicked her smoke from her hands and leaned over to Martha. "I thought you would remember since he went home with you."

"Oh hell. It'll come back to me." Standing up and stretching, Martha held out her hand to Renee. "I've got the munchies. Come on, let's raid the kitchen."

Bonnie sat at a table with Shaw and a few of his buddies, drinking large mugs of a dark brown ale. "Whatta call this shit? It reminds me of Guinness."

"It's our own brew. You like it ma'am?" Shaw replied as he filled her mug back up.

"Yep. That shit'll put hair on your chest."

Shaw laughed loudly and his friends chuckled along with him. "Now that I'd like to see."

Bonnie wiped her mouth on her sleeve and sat the mug down. "What? My hair or my chest?"

Shaw squinted at her and sneered. "Both, actually."

Throwing her head back, Bonnie laughed. "Well, that ain't gonna happen. I'm spoken fer baby."

"Oh really? Who has the pleasure of your company, ma'am." Shaw scooted his chair closer to her.

Cocking her eyebrows, Bonnie slid next to him and wrapped her arm around his as she whispered into his ear. "That ain't none of your fuckin' business, darlin'."

Bonnie giggled as she pulled back from him, but Shaw had a determined look on his face. "I take it you don't kiss and tell, but if I watch you for a while I'll bet you I can guess who it is."

Waving her hand in his face, Bonnie replied. "Whatever. So you got first name Shaw?"

"Yeah, it's Terry," he replied with a large toothy smile.

Sitting back in her chair, Bonnie grabbed her ale and kicked her feet up on the table. "Hum, I used to know a Terry, but he was nothin' like you."

"Do tell," Terry replied as he gulped down his own ale.

Chuckling, Bonnie took a big swig from her mug. "He was a redneck. A down home, deer huntin', trailer park livin', beer guzzlin', rebel flag totin' redeneck."

Terry laughed but looked a bit puzzled. "I don't think I understood a thing you just said."

Bonnie sat up and stretched. She had enough excitement for one day and it was getting late. "Well guys, it's been a pleasure - yours of course." She winked at them and stood up. "I'll see ya'll in the morning."

Terry stood up and asked her, "May I escort you to your room?"

Patting him on she shoulder, Bonnie smirked. "Naw baby. I can find my own way."

Stumbling down the corridors, she felt a familiar presence and turned to face a hooded figure. "Hey baby! Your place or mine?"

He held his finger to his lips and waved her over to him. "You've got to be a bit more discreet my love."

Bonnie looked over his shoulders and saw Terry glaring at them. She just flashed him a smile and walked away. Her hooded friend walked in the opposite direction and nodded when he passed Terry. "Oh great. This is going to stir up something fer sure," Obi-Wan thought. Then he chuckled to himself, realizing he was starting to sound like his little southern rebel.

Jango slithered down the hallways of the Imperial palace once more. This time he was dressed in stormtrooper armor. Carefully walking down the winding staircase to the lower levels, he paused as he noticed two troopers standing guard outside Cindy's door. He walked up and stood beside them, trying not to seem too out of place.

"What are you doing here trooper?" one of them asked.

"I was told to report here," Jango replied with a steady voice.

"Very well. I will go back up and keep a lookout for that bounty hunter." The trooper walked away and Jango smiled beneath the helmet.

Sounds of moans and muffled screams wafted through the old wooden door and it was almost more than Jango could bear. Reaching inside his belt, he pulled out a small dart and stuck it in the other trooper's side where is armor did not shield his underclothes. He fell to his knees instantly and Jango drug his body around the corner. Taking his place back up at the door, he heard the lock open and saw the Emperor walk out.

Without looking up, he said, "Trooper. Tie her back up." He walked, almost gliding, down the hallway and back up the stairs, cackling the whole way.

Jango went inside and found Cindy crumpled on the floor. Picking her up, she looked at his helmet and almost screamed but he clasped a hand over her mouth. "I'm back to help you out," Jango whispered. With that, Cindy stilled in his arms.

Sneaking around the corner, Jango opened the ventilation shaft he had used the other night and helped her inside. Working quickly, he resealed the vent and pointed out the direction they needed to go. This would take some time and he was hoping thier presence would go undetected. Coming to a large "t" in the shafts, he scooted around Cindy and pulled her along the rest of the way. He'd found another exit when he was scouting here last night and figured that it would be a better escape route.

His instincts were correct and they popped open the vent to freedom. Running as fast as they could, Jango helped her into his ship and took off like a bolt of lightening. Cindy passed out in the seat beside him. He looked at her and smiled; she had been through so much he was just glad he could rescue her. Well, that and the money Vader was sure to pay him was a nice topping as well.

Vader...He realized that he needed to contact him, but decided to wait till some of the trouble he had certainly just stirred up clamed down a bit before he contacted anyone. Plus, it was obvious to him that Cindy needed rest and a medical droid's examination. He headed to a place in the underworld that would take good care of her.

Renee and Martha giggled as they nosed around the cooler. "Oh try this. It's some kinda smoked sausage," Renee said as she handed Martha a big hunk of it.

"Oh my. This reminds me of someone." Martha snickered as she chomped down. "Damn! That is good."

Nodding her head, Renee replied, "Yep. Told ya. Here try some of this. Chocolate I think."

Martha pushed Renee out of her way. "Let's just grab a bunch and go sit down."

"Awright." Renee grabbed several containers and went into the dining room.

As they both sat there, munching to their hearts' content, Renee paused and Martha looked up at her. Her eyes stared at the wall but when Martha turned around to see what her friend was staring at, there was nothing there. Turning back around, she saw a smile on Renee's face. It didn't take a rocket scientist to figure out what was going on.

Grabbing one of the containers in front of Renee, Martha said, "Tell him I says hi."

Renee nodded and looked at her. "He says he'll be back before you leave tomorrow."

Between munches, Martha was able to choke out. "Tell him he owes me a big `ol kiss."

Renee grinned at Martha and grabbed the container back from her. "Thought I didn't see that, did ya?"

Martha smirked, "Well, you seemed occupied. Where is he anyway?"

"Fuck if I know. All that I really care about is when he's gettin' back."

Laughing, Martha rolled her eyes. "I'm pretty damned sure I know what he's gonna do when he gets back home."

Renee winked at her and they both laughed. "That's beside the point. So, is there anything else you might wanna do tonight?"

"Who?" Martha replied, her mouth stuffed with some unknown delights.

"That can be arranged." Renee snickered.

"Oh hell naw. I remember the shit that happened the last time ya'll `arranged' something. I ain't gettin' in the middle of that shit."

Shrugging her shoulders, Renee picked over some fruit that seemed to be candied. "Suit yourself."

Bonnie opened the door to her room and stumbled inside. That ale was quite a bit more potent than the stuff she was used to and her head was swimming. Pulling off her boots and slipping out of the uniform, she lovingly draped it across a chair and patted it as she went to the fresher. Standing inside and placing her hands against the cool tiles to support herself, she let the hot water flow over her body. The drone of the cascading water muffled out all other sounds and she did not hear the fresher door open. A pair of strong hands clasped onto her hips and she spun around in complete surprise.

Obi-Wan winced as she faced him; he did not realize he had scared her and was bracing for a blow. Bonnie smiled and, standing on her tiptoes, wrapped her arms around his neck. "Hello there," he said as he leaned down and kissed her.

As her lips parted eagerly for him, she murmured against him, "Took ya long enough."

Chuckling, he pulled her in closer and kissed along her neck. Bonnie moaned when she felt the now familiar tickle of his beard and the soft wetness of his lips on her skin. Arching her back, the water flowed down her body and he licked the moistness from the valley between her breasts.

She stepped back from him and grabbed hold of his hard member. "I want me some of this."

"As you wish ma'am," he replied and pushed her back against the tile wall. Raising her leg up, he caught her ankle and, with a bit of help from the Force, raised her up until he posed at her entrance. His eyes glittered as he looked down her body and watched himself slowly sink into her. Trying to throw her head back, Bonnie hollered when she banged her head on the wall. "Damn, that hurt," she muttered.

Obi-Wan stopped and reached up to rub her wet hair. "Are you ok?"

Bonnie snickered and wiggled her hips. "Fuck me now or lose me forever."

A grin shown on his face as he started pumping back into her sweet body. They moaned and ground against each other as Bonnie held onto his strong shoulders, leaving long scratch marks in her wake. He hissed and grunted as he felt her contract around him. Lacing his hands in her hair, he tugged hard as she was swept over the edge. Bonnie growled and clung to him, riding out the pleasurable waves. Trying to hold out, he finally succumbed to the ministrations of her body and leaned his head against her shoulder as he grunted and came deep inside her.

His hands splayed on either side of her head, Obi-Wan panted as he slowly regained some semblance of control. The slight feelings of guilt he felt from using the Force as an erotic tool soon faded as Bonnie placed sweet little kisses all over his neck and chest. She slid her legs from around his waist and stood up, albeit wobbly. Looking down on her, Obi-Wan had a very contented smile on his face as he kissed her gently. "Mind if I stay here tonight?"

Bonnie chuckled, "I thought you'd never ask."

Cindy awoke in a strange medical facility and looked over to see a sleeping Jango beside her bed. A medical droid, noticing she was now awake, came over to see to her.

"How do you feel?"

Shaking her head, Cindy replied, "I…I'm not sure."

Jango heard her voice and looked up at her. "Glad to see you've come around."

A tentative smile curled her lips as she looked at him. "And I guess I've got you to thank fer this." Grabbing her hand, he looked down at it as if he was studying each line and hair.

"Yes my lady. Once they check you out, I will take you back to Lord Vader's castle." He said as he traced patterns on her hand.

"Ah. So Vader called you to fetch me." Cindy snickered.

"I guess you could say that. But for now, let the droid make sure you are ok and then we will contact Vader and let him know you are free."

Cindy nodded and reluctantly let go of his hand.

Martha awoke to Renee jumping on her bed. She groaned and rolled over, pulling up the covers over her head.

"Get yer ass up woman!" Renee hollered.

"Fuck you. Leave me alone," Martha grumbled.

"Come on babe. I've got a spread laid out fer ya downstairs and we need to get yer shit packed up." Renee peeled the covers back slowly.

Martha opened up one eye and snorted at her. "Why the fuck are you in such a good mood?" She slid out of the covers and sat up.

Smiling widely, Renee rolled her eyes. "Oh I don't know. Maybe it's cuz a certain Sith Lord is coming home today. Or maybe it's cuz I just wanted to torture you one more time before ya left."

"Oh shit. I forgot about that. Alight, bitch, I'm up…I'm up."

"I'll sees ya downstairs." Renee bounded out of the room and down the stairs.

Martha groaned and rubbed her eyes, muttering under her breath as she stood up and stretched. "She ain't never been that fuckin sunshiny in the mornin' before. That boy's ruint her."

Rolling over in her small bed, Bonnie sighed contently when her arms fell around the warm body of Obi-Wan. Snuggling against his chest, she placed small kisses on him as she wrapped her legs around his. He stirred slightly and pulled her on top of him, running his hands up her body until they wound in her hair. Leaning over, Bonnie pressed her lips to his and wiggled her hips, realizing that the morning would be quite fun indeed.

Obi-Wan's eyes flew open and he sat up, almost knocking Bonnie to the floor.

"What's wrong baby?" she asked.

Setting his feet on the floor, Obi-Wan ran a hand through his hair and looked around for his clothes. "Sith! It's morning already. Sith, I am late."

He scrambled around the small room, gathering up his clothes and pulling on his boots. Bonnie lay on her side and watched him, snickering at his efforts. "Ya don't have to run off. I wasn't gonna hurt ya."

"I have a meeting first thing this morning, my love," he huffed as he grabbed his robe and paused in the center to the room. Turning around, he walked over to the bed and bent down, kissing Bonnie hard and fast. "I will see you later." With that, he was gone in a blur of brown.

Bonnie sighed and flopped onto her back. "I've gotta get him away from this place." She got out of bed and crossed the room to retrieve her uniform from the chair she'd used as a clothes rack. Pulling the camouflaged uniform on, Bonnie smirked. She was quite proud of herself for the dye job she did. She definitely stood out in a crowd.

Going through the corridors of the base, she made her way to the mess hall and sat down beside Sergeant Shaw.

"Mornin' Darlin'," Bonnie purred as she sipped on what she thought was coffee.

Terry cocked his head and scooted closer to her. "Did you have fun last night?"

Bonnie snickered. "Yeah. What the hell was in that shit I was drinkin'?"

"That's not what I was talking about. Did you get a hold of the General?"

A puzzled look came over Bonnie's face. "The who?"

"General Kenobi. I saw you together in the hallway and was just curious."

"Aahh. Well naw, not that it's any of your fuckin' business." Bonnie snorted and went back to her drink.

Terry laughed. "I figured you didn't know about him. Jedis take a vow of celibacy when they join the order." Leaning in close to her, he whispered, "Plus I heard that he really doesn't like members of the opposite sex."

Bonnie damn near spewed her drink at that comment. This cocky little sergeant had no idea about Obi-Wan. Looking over at Terry, she tried to sound convincing. "Really? So he bats fer the other team eh?"

Shrugging his shoulders, Terry replied, "If I understand that phrase right, then yep - that's what I've heard."

"Damn shame if ya ask me." Bonnie smirked as she downed her drink.

Standing up, Terry looked down at her. "So have you ever been on a speeder bike?"

Renee could hardly contain her excitement as she shoveled down her breakfast and gave Martha big grins. Shaking her head, Martha finally pushed her empty plate from in front of her and sat back in her chair. "So when did you change into a blithering idiot?"

Renee furrowed her brow as she replied, "What do ya mean?"

"I ain't never seen you this fuckin' giddy over a man, ever. Ya ain't fallin' fer him are ya?" Martha smirked as she lit up a smoke.

"Fallin'. Hmm. Well that all depends on your point of view," Renee said as she grabbed Martha's smokes and lit one up herself.

"Don't give me that shit. You ain't never comin' home are ya?"

Looking down, Renee came to the realization that she never wanted to leave Vader. She didn't think she could bear to be without him in her life. In a soft voice, she replied, "I guess not."

"Uh hah. You have fallin' fer him. There ain't bells in the future are there?" Martha chided.

"Well naw. You know I got issues with that shit."

"Even if it's him?" Martha asked, blowing a large plume of smoke as she sat up in her chair.

"Look, I'm enjoying what we have right now. I don't wanna fuck it up. I'd rather live in sin with him fer the rest of my life then get hitched," Renee replied, giving Martha a serious look.

"Ok, ok. I was just askin'. Although the title Lady Vader sounds damned good." Martha grinned widely.

Rolling her eyes, Renee sighed. "Yeah it does."

Bonnie squinted as she adjusted to the sunlight. Dantoonie looked a lot like Kansas to her, with broad fields extending as far as the eye can see, but this place had hills. Terry led her over to the garage and, with a flourish of his hands, showed her the bikes. Bonnie licked her lips as she walked inside and ran her hands over them.

"Do I get to pick one?" Her eyes gleamed with delight.

"Yes ma'am. But you need a bit of training before I can allow you to go out on your own," Terry replied.

Bonnie shot him a nasty look and went back to wandering through the bikes. "How fast do they go?"

Terry snickered when he saw the glazed looked in her eyes. "Around 800 kph."

The mental calculator started whirring in her mind. `Damn, that's about 500 mph.' A wide grin crept across her face as she thought of herself hauling ass all over this place at high speed.

Walking over to a bike that was painted something close to primer grey, Bonnie lifted her leg and straddled it, grabbing the handlebars. "I like this un." She traced the curves of the bike as Terry came over to stand beside her.

Looking up at Terry, she flashed him her best smile and asked, "Ya got any paint?"

Standing on the landing pad, Martha watched as the troopers loaded her bags into the shuttle. She reached out and gave Renee a crushing hug. "Thanks babe. I had a blast."

Renee looked at her with tears in her eyes. "I'm so glad you got to come. Ya need to come visit more often."

"Ya know, these things," Martha pointed to the shuttle, "can bring folks both ways."

"I will keep that in mind." Renee looked around and Martha stepped back from her.

"He'll be here. Maybe he just got delayed. Give him a big `ol hug and kiss fer me when ya see him." Martha smiled, trying to get her friend to lighten up a bit.

"I'll do it. Holler at me sometime wench." Renee grinned and hugged her one more time.

"Yeah buddy. Ya take care and let me know if anything exciting happens." Martha walked up the landing plank and turned to wave to Renee.

As the hatch closed, Renee watched the shuttle until it was a twinkling little spot in the sky. Sighing heavily, she walked slowly back into the castle.

*Where are you?* she sent.

There was no reply.

Strolling into the dining room, she picked over the fruits and pastries, not really hungry, just in need of something to keep her mind off him.

Placing her hands on the table, she closed her eyes and thought of Vader. Her thoughts wandered and she tried to focus like he had taught her, but she could neither see him nor feel him. Hanging her head, she reached out, grabbed a piece of fruit and crunched down on it as a pair of hands clasped over her eyes.

*Guess who.*

Renee whirled around and gasped, her face lighting up at the sight before her.

"Hello darlin'!" she purred as she threw her arms around his neck.

Vader pulled her in close and almost crushed her against his chest as their lips collided in a passionate kiss. Her head swam as she melted in his arms. Oh how she had longed for those full soft lips to press against hers once more, to feel his strong arms encircling her and holding her tight. Standing back from her, slightly breathless at the passion of their exchange, his eyes glowed as he placed his hands on either side of her head.

"Did you miss me belle?" The impish grin that tightened his lips and the playful tone in his voice was too much for her to resist.

Tracing the muscles on his chest through his tunic, she snickered. "Well naw. What you give you that idea?"

Tilting his head slightly, he dropped his hands and turned away from her.

"I guess I'll just go back and deal with the matters at hand."

Renee did not see him reach down and grab himself as he finished his statement but she heard the mischievous tone in his voice.

"No sense in leaving already, plus I guess I did kinda miss ya."

She stood up and spanned the distance between them, lightly brushing her fingers along his arm as she passed. Walking to the door, she paused and gave him a sultry look as she licked her lips before leaving the room. She knew the bait was too good for him to pass up and, sure enough, she felt his presence following her. Stopping in the main hallway, she turned and leaned against one of the large pillars, crooking her finger at him.

Watching him saunter toward her, Renee could not help but smile as she felt the fire raging inside her for this man. It almost took her breath away to look into his lust - darkened eyes and see the sensual swivel of his hips. As he approached her, she saw him lick his lips in anticipation. He pressed himself against her and she felt the cold of the stone pillar at her back and the heat from his body at her breasts as he teasingly traced her lips with his tongue.

Renee quivered as his hands rested at her waist and then began a slow movement up her body. Running his long fingers up her abdomen, he cupped both breasts and pushed them together, then leaned down and kissed them through her thin gown. She sighed at the contact and her body arched forward to press against him. When she felt him nip at her hardened nipples, she moaned and ran her hands over his, lifting up her breasts even more for him to tease and lavish attention upon.

Moving his head back up, he kissed and licked across her collarbone, his hot breath on her naked flesh sending tremors of pleasure all through her body.

In a deep husky voice, he whispered against her ear, "You want this now, here?"

Her response was automatic, and the words flowed across her lips before she even knew she had said them. "Yes, right here, right now."

She heard him growl as he pulled up the soft silken material of her gown. Reaching down, Renee pushed up his belt and undid the tie on his pants, tugging them down just enough to free him from their confines. Vader moaned as he felt her hand wrap around him and stroke slowly.

Renee moaned as well, feeling him hard and aching for her. He let her guide him to her wet core and crushed her lips against his as he felt himself sink into her warm, willing body. Renee gasped as he thrust in and out of her, his hand pulling her leg around his waist, wanting to plunge in as far as he could.

*Oh Force you feel good.* he pathed to her as she threaded her hands in his long hair.

*So do you, mmmmmm* Her thoughts trailed off as she felt her muscles tighten around him. It had been so long way to long in her opinion, and she wanted to enjoy every second of being with him. Catching his lower lip in her teeth, she bit down harshly before letting go, and then bit her own lip to keep from screaming out.

Vader loved to see the wild abandon in her eyes and the look of utter pleasure on her face as she came. She always tried to keep her eyes open and trained on him when she succumbed to her passion. The sight of her in such a state fueled him and his already raging lust. Feeling her hot sweetness flow around him, he gritted his teeth, trying to hold back. He too wanted this to last.

Renee's breathing came in short breaths as she tried to come back down from the plateau of ecstasy. Vader kissed her hard, his tongue thrusting into her in time with his body. His emotions flowed out through his kiss and he opened himself up to her through the Force. Gasping at the sensations surging from him, she clung to his board shoulders, holding on as she felt his tempo increasing and her body responding in kind.

They were one body, one passionate animal, feeling the same experiences and succumbing to the same pleasures. Grabbing her breasts, he rolled his thumbs over her nipples, moaning as he felt her body's reaction. Leaning against him, Renee nibbled on his neck, feeling the stirrings of another orgasm building inside her. Her eyes glazed over and she leaned back to look intently into his eyes. She beheld an erotic vision of him, his mouth partly open, his lips swollen from her kisses, and his dark eyes ringed in amber.

As they writhed against each other, Vader's breathing came in short gasps; he felt his own end coming soon. Renee tugged his hair and pulled him to her lips as they both moaned into each other's mouths. To feel his own orgasm was a delight in itself, but he also felt hers and it only served to double his pleasure.

Renee almost lost all track of time when she felt him come and it sent her over the edge as well. It was not uncommon for them to be able to share emotions, but to share actual physical sensations was a completely new thing, and one that Renee would most definitely pursue in the future.

Reluctantly breaking their kiss, Vader panted and smiled at Renee. Returning his smile, she ran her hands over his face, loving the contented look he now wore.

"Welcome home, my Lord."

Bonnie's eyes lit up when she saw Terry zoom off on his speeder bike. The instructions he gave her were very explicit but she still had butterflies in her stomach at the thought of having so much power between her legs. That thought alone made her snicker. Powering up the bike, she gingerly pushed the controls forward and took off. Her eyes squinted in the sunlight despite that fact that she wore those ugly goggles that were supposedly tinted.

Terry slowed down so that she could catch up with him and he laughed at the look on her face. Bonnie's mouth was upturned in a grin that he supposed would not come off soon. He pointed down at the controls and they both punched the gas and flew off. The almost flat area around them and the fact there were no tress to impede their progress allowed them to go as fast as they wanted. Terry figured this was a perfect place to train her on the bike but he did not know that she would be such a fast learner.

Bonnie zoomed higher and circled around Terry, hollering as she went by him. "Woo hoo! This is fuckin' awesome!"

Suddenly the bike lurched and she went tumbling off the front.

"Shit!" she hollered as she stood up and dusted herself off.

Terry pulled up beside her and looked from the bike, which was on its side, to a dazed and slightly embarrassed Bonnie. "Are you ok?"

"Yeah," she grumbled as she sat the bike back up and threw her leg across it. "Let's try this shit again."

Bonnie gunned the bike and took off, this time she keeping her hand clear of the front brake. Terry rode beside her and showed her a few maneuvers. Nodding her head, she floored it and almost felt her lips flapping in the breeze. This was nothing like the dirt bikes back home, not only did it go faster than anything she'd ever imagined, but also because she got to leave the ground and actually fly!

Behind her, Terry swore he heard Bonnie let out a long yell. He finally got her to come back to the garage and park the bike. Her legs were shaking as she tossed her leg back onto the ground.

Pulling her helmet off, she ran over to him and threw her arms around his neck. "That was too fuckin' cool. Thanks babe."

Terry was taken aback by her response, but he quickly recovered and hugged her tightly. "Any time. I guess you've claimed this one as yours?"

Bonnie walked back over to the bike and sat down on it. "Yep. This baby's mine. I claim her in the name of rednecks everywhere. I think I'll call her Dixie." The wide smile on her face was infectious and Terry chuckled as he walked over to her.

"Sounds like a plan. Want to go get some chow?"

Tracing the controls, she sat her helmet down on the seat as she stood up. Grabbing Terry's arm, she said, "Sure babe. I could use some munchies."

They strolled off arm in arm, Bonnie was on such a high that she felt as though she had just been through a marathon sex session. Her heart was still racing, her adrenaline pumping and she could not get the smile off her face. What she didn't see was the hooded figure watching them from the shadows of the base.

The medical droid released Cindy from its care. Though scarred physically and mentally, her physical state was well enough for her to be released. She pulled on some clothes that the droid left her and heard the door whoosh open. Still gunshy, she turned around quickly, her expression one of surprise and fear. Those feelings quickly faded when she looked upon the face of her savior.

"So, I hear you are ready to leave this place," Jango said as he leaned against the doorway, his arms folded across his chest.

Cindy chuckled. "Yeah. I need to get back I guess. I really want to thank you for, ya know, saving me and all. I thought I was gonna rot in that place."

Walking toward her, he held out his hand and she gladly accepted it. "It was my pleasure to rescue you, my lady." He leaned down and placed a sweet kiss on the back of her hand.

"So, ah, you are the original?" Cindy asked, her eyes roaming over his firmly sculpted body.

Smiling, he stood up straight and pulled her against him. "Yes. I was the original host."

Cindy grinned at him. "Well, this is not how I pictured meeting you."

A puzzled look came over his face, but Cindy smiled so sweetly at him that he could not help but return her smile. She placed her hands on his shoulders and slowly, almost hesitantly, ran them down to his waist and hugged him. Wrapping his arms around her, they hugged each other tightly and he felt her relax against him. Stroking her hair, he felt her shudder against him. Pulling her back slightly, he saw her eyes had reddened and tears were streaming down her face.

He moved her over to the bed and sat down with her, his arm still wrapped protectively around her. "It's over now. I have you," he murmured against her hair as he pulled her closer to him.

Cindy tilted her head up to look into his eyes, "But I can still…can feel…" Her words trailed off and she buried her face against his chest.

A lump grew in Jango's throat as he thought of what this woman went through. At that very moment, he vowed to help Vader kill the Emperor.

Vader gathered up Renee in his arms and bounded the steps to her room. Nodding his head, the door swung open and he strolled inside, seeking out her lips as he sat her down on her feet. She walked from him to the bed and watched him as she shimmied out of her gown. He bit his lower lip and she saw his tongue sticking out slightly as he threw off his long black robe. Laying back on the bed, she propped her head up on her hands and gazed at him as he slowly stripped out of his clothes.

Unfastening his belt, he let it fall to the floor and tugged at his tabards, flinging them across the room. His smile was almost a leer as he languidly opened his tunic and bared his chest. Renee's eyes were dark with passion and she could not stop her own hand from roaming over the curve of her hip as he slipped his tunic down.

He stood motionless before her and she gasped as he ran his hands slowly down his chest and into the waistband of his pants. Raising his leg, he nodded and his boot slipped off. She giggled at him as he did the same with the other boot. Moving closer to the bed, but still out of arms reach, he moved his hands down and slowly wiggled out of his pants.

She watched intently as each inch of flesh that was bared to her hungry gaze. The flatness of his stomach, the curve of his hips, the indentation between his hip bones and his lower abdomen and finally the patch of dark blonde hair between his legs. Her breath caught in her throat when he bent over and pulled his pants from his long, lean, muscled legs.

Sauntering over to the bed, he walked around it, circling her as if he was observing a fine work of art and wanted to see every detail from each angle. Pausing at the end of the bed, he grabbed her ankles and rubbed his hands up her calves to her knees. Renee sat up and licked her lips as he slowly felt every inch of her body. His blue eyes, locked on each inch of flesh his hands kneaded, made her shudder. Feeling her body quiver as his touch went ever higher, he caressed the swell of her hips and scraped his fingernails across her behind.

Vader purposefully avoided the one place she so wanted him to lavish attention. Lying beside her, he rubbed one leg against hers as his hands traced over her stomach and up to her breasts. Lazily drawing ever closer circles around her breasts, he leaned over her and ran his tongue across the valley between her breasts.

Vader's leg draped over Renee's and he stroked her calves with his toes as his lips followed his fingers in their explorations. Catching one hardened nipple between his lips, he sucked gently, feeling the flesh harden under his tongue. Renee raised her leg and rubbed it against his, delighting in the feel of his hardened muscles and the soft skin covering them. She groaned as she felt his lips leave her breasts, but her groans turned into sighs as he continued his upward assault. He licked the indentation at the base of her neck and she ran her hands down from his silky hair to his back.

Shifting slightly, he positioned himself between her thighs and she eagerly wound her legs around his. Kissing and licking around her neck, he nibbled on her pulse point before moving to graze his teeth along her neck muscles.

Running his tongue around her ear lobe, he nibbled on the dangling flesh before whispering in her ear, "This is the homecoming I really wanted."

Lightly rubbing down her body, he moved so he could run his fingers around her wet mound. Renee moaned and wiggled her hips, trying to get him to plunge inside her, but he wanted to control and to savor this moment. Kissing the side of her face, Vader traced his tongue along her lips, smiling when they opened for him. He pressed his lips against hers and groaned as their tongues twined and rubbed against each other. His hands were ever busy, one threading in her hair and one cupping her mound - not parting the soft folds but applying gentle pressure. Vader leaned back and looked down on his belle, a smile on his face as he slid down her body. He took the same slow path, his hands joining his lips as his descent drove Renee mad with desire.

Parting her legs wide, he settled between them and pursed his lips as he blew onto her glistening mound. Renee quivered as she felt his long fingers parting her slick lips, and then holding them open so she was bared to his lustful gaze. He licked his lips at the sight and gave one quick lick all the way up her. Pausing, he heard her groan.

*You want more belle?*

Through clenched teeth came her response, "Yes, damnit."

A smile thinned his lips as he leaned down and traced his tongue around her. His fingers slid lower and as he latched onto her sensitive bundle of nerves, he plunged them inside her. Renee ground her hips against him, moaning and whispering his name. She opened her mind up to him and saw his eyes widen as he felt the waves of pleasure he was inflicting on her body. Curving his fingers upward, he found her sweet spot and plundered it as his tongue continued to flick against her, running from side to side. Her eyes glazed over and her head thrashed back and forth as she reached up and grasped the headboard, not only feeling what he was doing to her body, but tasting her own juices though his experiences.

Moaning out his name, Renee clenched her legs around his head when she felt the waves of pleasure reach their peak. Screaming out, she shattered against him, feeling her juices flow out freely. Slipping his fingers from her body, he replaced them with his tongue and lapped up her essence.

Rising up, he looked at her, a smug smile on his face. "You liked it?"

Words escaped her at that moment and Renee just nodded her head. Vader gave her a big smile as he crept back up her body and kissed her hard when he made it back up to her lips. Feeling the heat from his body, she sighed as he positioned himself at her slickened entrance. Wrapping his hands in her hair, he tugged her face closer to him and arched his back as he toyed with her body, slipping against her wet folds. He looked into her eyes and sank into her willing body. She quivered and bit her lip as he withdrew from her. A pout came over her face, and he chuckled before gritting his teeth and sinking back into her, a silent moan curling his lips into an O.

Running her hands down his back, she clung to his hips as he set up a slow pace, almost retreating completely before plunging back in her. His pace was pleasurable but torturous at the same time. She wanted more. Renee's teeth gnashed; she had had enough of slow and gentle. Grabbing him firmly, she wrapped her legs around his waist and pulled him to her, grinding against him. Amber tinged her eyes and her mouth fell agape as he bent down and bit sharply at her neck. She gasped and shifted so she could angle him to hit her sweet spot. A flood of emotions and sensations rippled around them as Renee cried out and scraped her nails across his back.

Hissing from the pain, he leaned back and pushed her legs against her body as he thrust deeply into her. Even as her pleasure waned, she felt it building up quickly again and she licked along his neck when he bent his head down to her. Holding onto his shoulders, she felt her body and his coming as one and she sunk her teeth into his shoulder just before he surged inside her.

Releasing her legs, Vader collapsed on top of her, panting heavily and smiling as he heard the rapid beat of her heart. She brushed the sweat slicked curl from his face and nuzzled against his head, breathing in deeply.

A knock at the door quickly brought them out of their serenity.

Vader rolled his eyes and then growled, "What is it?"

A voice came from the other side of the door. "My Lord. There is an urgent message from a Jango Fett for you."

Sitting up, Vader gave Renee a wide eyed look and replied, "We will be down in a moment."

Bonnie sat in the mess hall shoveling food in her face and engaging in a lively conversation with Terry. She still felt euphoric from the ride she took on the speeder bike and her ever present smile could not be wiped off her face.

"So, when do I get to paint it?" she asked between bites of food.

Terry chuckled. "Whenever you wish. There is plenty of paint in the garage."

"Cool! I may start on that this afternoon," she replied as she pushed the empty tray from her. Stretching her arms above her head, Bonnie yawned and looked back at Terry. "I think a little nap is in order. I'll catch up to ya'll later." She nodded to the guys at the table and walked out of the room.

Ambling down the hallway, she unlocked her door and sat down on the bed, then pulled her boots off and sighed. "Damn that was fun." She shimmied out of her uniform and lay out on the bed. Noticing a bit of pain, she examined her arm and saw a huge purple bruise about the size of a handlebar. "No pain, no gain," she murmured.

"Did you enjoy yourself today?" a soft deep voice asked.

Bonnie sat bolt upright and looked at Obi-Wan. "Damnit boy. You've got to quit scaring the shit outta me like that." She clasped her hands over her chest.

Chuckling, he moved toward the bed and sat down beside her, waving his hand to shut the door. Reaching out to her, he stroked her hair and she scooted over to hug him. "I saw you ride today. You handle that bike fairly well."

"Yeah, not bad fer a beginner," she mumbled, nuzzling against his chest.

"And I see you are getting along with Sergeant Shaw." His voice wavered slightly. It was not his way to show jealously but that was definitely the pang in his soul at that moment.

Bonnie raised her head up and looked into his eyes. She thought she saw sadness there but felt sure she must have been mistaken. "Yeah, Terry is an alright dude but he ain't no Jedi." She flashed a big smile and kissed him gently.

Obi-wan sighed and pulled back from her. "If you would rather spend your time with him…" his words trailed off. He could not believe that this woman was bringing out things he had kept locked away for so many years.

Bonnie looked at him like he had grown another head. This was the first time she had seen any emotion, other than lust, from him recently and it annoyed her. No, it pissed her off. "What? What the fuck is wrong with you? He's helping me waste time and since you ain't around to play with me, I've got to have a fuckin' hobby, ya know?"

"I have duties and I can not be around all the time to `play'." He snorted and stood up, pacing in front of her. `Get a hold of yourself,' he thought to himself. `There is no passion, there is only peace.'

Bonnie leapt out of the bed and marched over to him. "What the fuck is that supposed to mean?"

Obi-Wan shook his head. "Just that if you wish to play elsewhere, I will understand."

"Understands ass! You got some fuckin nerve. I wanted nothing more than to spend time with you, you jackass, and right now I don't really give a shit if I ever see you again. It was YOU that I came here with! YOU that I cared enough for to probably ruin my friendship with my best friend and YOU that I wanted to be with. But if that ain't good enough for ya, then go fuck yourself!" Bonnie turned away from him, seething and waiting for him to walk out the door.

But he didn't. He couldn't. As much as his Jedi training had fine tooled his mind and as much as he tried to quell his emotions, this woman had brought them to the forefront. With a loud sigh, he walked over close to her and laid his hand on her shoulder. "I do not want to be without you. I…." he stopped as his feelings got the better of him. `There is passion.' he thought.

His whole life had been about nothing more than the Jedi and their cause. He had known nothing other than that. However, she came into his life and breathed new meaning into it. It was from this that he now doubted the Jedi.

"I want you, Bonnie and I will…" he paused as the words caught in his throat. "I will be here for you, always."

Bonnie stared at him, not actually believing the words but hoping that he really meant them. "Ya can't promise me something like that. I know better."

"I do not want you to need another for anything." He turned her around to face him and hugged her tightly, resting his head upon hers.

"Ya can't be serious. I mean, this is your life. What are ya talkin' all that crazy shit fer?" She could barely believe her own words but she knew he had obligations and that she would have to come second in his life.

"I want you to be a part of my life and I will try harder to be more attentive."

He smiled at her sweetly, knowing this was a decision that would cause trouble with the council. Nonetheless, he was willing to risk everything to be with her. For the first time in his adult life, Obi-Wan let his emotions get the better of him. It felt good, if not more than a little frightening.

"I cannot and will not I let you go. You are mine." He held her from his body and looked deep into her eyes. "And I truly care for you."

He closed his eyes and winced as he kissed her forehead. Even though his heart told him otherwise, he could not vocalize the words. He could not give his heart to her. Yet she had it already.

Vader and Renee made their way to his study and he clicked on the holoprojector. The shimmering blue image of the bounty hunter came into focus. "Lord Vader, I have good news."

They saw the bounty hunter pushed aside and Cindy's grinning face came into view. "Hey ya'll! I'm fine and I'll be back home in the mornin'."

Renee squealed with delight. "Damnit girl, it's good to see ya again."

Cindy waved and said, "I'll fill ya'll in when I get back."

Renee hugged Vader but he stiffened slightly. Renee realized that there was more to the story than they were admitting. Vader nodded and said, "Very well, we will expect a full report in the morning."

The holoprojector phased out and Vader turned to Renee. "There is something wrong. I sense it."

Placing her hand on his shoulder, she leaned her head against his. "There is nothing that we can not handle, darlin'."

Vader chuckled. "Always the optimist."

"And since they will not be here till the mornin'…" She smiled at him and nibbled on her bottom lip. Standing up, she pulled on his hands. "Well shit, I've worked up an appetite. Wanna raid the fridge?"

He looked at her, his eyebrows cocked at different angles. "Whatever you want belle."

She snickered and led him to the kitchen.

Cindy practically bounced around the small cockpit of Jango's ship. She could hardly wait to get back to her friends and some resemblance of normality. Jango laughed at her child-like enthusiasm. "I am glad you are happy. I was starting to worry about you."

Raising her eyebrows, she bounded over to him and threw herself into his lap.

Trailing her fingertips over his face down to his chest she asked, "So, does this thang got an autopilot?"

"Yes it does. Why do you ask?"

Cindy grinned at him and wiggled in his lap. "Just wanted to work off some of my frustrations before I got back home."

Giving her a surprised look, he leaned forward and pressed a few buttons on the control panel before sitting back. "Are you sure this is what you want?"

Cindy smiled at him and leaned in close. "I need something to take the pain away, something to…" she traced a line down his lips and across his chest, "….make me feel better."

She leaned back and looked into his eyes, almost asking permission. Jango let a smile creep onto his face and he kissed her gently. "As you wish, my lady." Cindy took a deep breath and threw her arms around his neck, kissing him hard and slow. Leaning back from him, she winked as her hands went down her body to the hem of her shirt.

Slowly, Cindy pulled her shirt over her head and looked down on Jango. His eyes gleamed at the sight of a half-naked woman in his lap. Licking her lips, she bent down and placed a sweet gentle kiss on his lips. He had not felt anything so wonderful in quite a while nor had he been with such a willing sensual woman. He ran his hands up her torso and pulled her closer as his lips opened to hers. Their tongues met and they moaned as they stroked against each other. Cindy felt him stiffen beneath her and her lips thinned with a smile.

Leaning back, she felt down his chest and opened the fasteners on the front of his shirt. She was thankful that he decided not to don his Madalorian armor for the trip home. Her hands met his warm flesh and she traced over the muscles and grooves of his body. He was so different from the troopers she had befriended what felt like a lifetime ago. This man was full of passion and life and he did not hesitate to reach up and cup her breasts as she continued her explorations of him.

Her hands fell down to the waistband of his pants and she looked up at him with a smirk on her face. Pulling her back against him, he sighed when her body pressed against his and her lips touched his. The soft curves of her body seemingly molded against him and her lips met his with a passion that surprised and exhilarated him. She moved her hands down her body and paused as she sat back, watching him with darkened eyes. Wiggling, she slid the thin pants from her hips and down her legs.

Looking around, she giggled, "Ain't a lot of room in here."

Jango grabbed her hips and thrust up against her, growling, "There's enough."

Cindy unfastened his pants and slid them down his hips as he lifted himself up to aid her in her quest. She gasped as his body came into view. The cloners did their job well and he was indeed the perfect model for the troopers. Grabbing her arms, he pulled Cindy back into his lap and ground himself against her as he captured her lips in a searing kiss. Leaned up, she grabbed a hold of him and guided him to her slick entrance.

Looking into his eyes, she slowly let him sink down inside of her. She saw him arch up to meet her and he held onto her hips as she started a leisurely pace. Holding onto his broad shoulders, she rode him and gyrated her hips as the background of stars whizzed by the small ship. They were lost in the pleasures of each other's bodies and soon they began to move faster. Jango twisted slightly and met each of her downward movements with a powerful thrust of his own as he sheathed himself completely in her warm wet body. Cindy threw her head back and clenched her teeth when she felt herself going over the edge. Her moans and grunts grew gradually louder as she dove willingly over the precipice. Leaning her head against his, he stilled within her and allowed her to catch her breath. Her hair was sweat slicked and she wore a huge smile on her face.

Moving inside her once again, she kissed him as she allowed him to set his own pace. His strong arms were now wrapped around her and his tongue met the pace his body was thrusting. Feeling her clench her muscles around him was all he could stand and he groaned as he came deep inside her.

Looking into her eyes once more, a smile as wide as hers on his face, he kissed her gently this time. His kiss spoke of kindness and passionate nights that may come. Pushing her wet hair from her eyes, he leaned his forehead against hers. "I told you there was enough room."

Renee sat on the dining room table, her legs propped up in a chair as she happily munched on some strange sweet tasting food. Vader smiled as he watched her.It was truly good to be back home and gazing upon his belle once more. Still - he could not shake the feeling that something dark and sinister loomed on the horizon despite his attempts to push those thoughts from his mind and enjoy the time he had with Renee.

Noticing he had stopped eating and was staring at her, she smiled and hopped down from the table. Kneeling beside his chair, she twined her fingers in his as she asked, "What's on your mind, darlin'?"

He pulled her up and sat her on his lap, tracing his fingers over her lips. His eyes followed the lines of her mouth and he sighed, "I just have a sense that all is not right. I think that Cindy has been in a lot of trouble and I have a feeling this trouble will effect us as well."

Renee smiled and gently grasped his hand, "Well, we will deal with that in the mornin' Let me give you something to take your mind off the trouble, darlin'."

Flicking her tongue out, she ran them across his fingers and pulled them into her mouth, sucking gently as she kept her eyes focused on his. His eyelids fluttered and he withdrew his fingers, running his hands down her body and grabbing hold of her hips. Using the Force to assist him, he held her up and kissed her as he sat her on the table. Weaving his hands in her hair, she felt him push up the hem of her gown and rub her legs.

His hands were warm and hard against her skin, yet his touch felt gentle and forceful at the same time. She twined her hands in his hair and deepened their kiss. The cold table beneath her and his warm body pressed against her made her quiver as his kisses continued to make her head swim. She felt so alive when he was with her, it was as if her very life Force was connected to his and amplified when she was in his presence.

Trailing her lips across his cheek and down his neck, she nibbled and sucked at the sensitive flesh as her mind opened to his. She gasped when he pulled away from her and pushed her back. Grabbing the front of the gown, his eyes twinkling amber, he ripped the thin material down the front and pressed his face against her chest, deeply breathing in her sweet scent. He nuzzled between her breasts and pressed them together before licking from one to the other. She felt him slide down her body and push her legs further apart.

Propping herself up on her hands, she gazed down at him and drew her lower lip between her teeth as he kissed her inner thighs. There was no gentleness this time as he grabbed her hips and slid her body toward him. She felt the darkness swirling around them as he devoured her and made her breathless with the skills of his tongue.

Crying out, she shuddered against him as she heard his thoughts in her mind. *Mine, now and always.*

Raising his head up, he looked at her and she trembled at the feral smile on his wet lips and the dark expression of his eyes. The darkness was infectious and she soon felt the animal raging inside her as well. He pulled down his pants and Renee scooted to the edge of the table. Their eyes locked as their passion merged and become one. Vader grabbed her hips and thrust into her, a grunt escaping his lips when he sank deep inside her. Renee fisted her hands in his hair and pulled his lips to her, kissing him hard, letting all of her emotions flow out to him. He trailed one hand up and tugged on her hair causing her head to snap back and bare her throat to him.

He sank his teeth into her neck and felt her clench him tightly as her juices flowed out freely. She screamed in his mind, *Yours Vader, always yours.* He hissed when she drug her nails across his back and he released her hair, focusing on his own pleasure now. Leaning in against him, she licked across his neck and heard him groan. A smile thinned her lips and she harshly bit his shoulder, holding on to him as he grunted and came deep inside her.

Leaning against her sweat slicked chest, he caught his breath and looked up at her. He felt content and pleased that he found a woman who could share and enjoy his dark side. He kissed her again, this time gently and slowly, savoring the taste of her lips. Renee's eyes fluttered as she felt the warmth of his devotion covering her and enveloping her like a soft black blanket. Opening her eyes, she saw him smiling at her, his hands cupping her face. He whispered against her lips, "Always my belle."

A servant knocked on the door and Vader hastily pulled away from Renee and fastened his pants. "Yes," he growled as he shook his head.

*Twice in one day.* Renee pathed to him as she scrambled to pull her torn gown over her body. He chuckled and pulled off his shirt, handing it to her as he walked to the door.

"The Emperor asked to speak with you on your private channel, my Lord."

Renee stood in the shadows of Vader's study, out of sight from the holoprojector. Vader rolled his eyes at her as he took a deep breath and knelt in front of it. The blue shimmering image of the Emperor materialized.

"Lord Vader, I need you to find an escaped prisoner."

Vader looked up at him and tilted his head. "What prisoner Master?"

Baring his teeth in a sneer that made Renee clamp her hand over her mouth to keep from gasping, the Emperor continued. "She is very important to me. I have sent the latest pictures to you. I expect her to be brought back to me alive I have…plans for her."

"Yes Master," Vader replied as the image faded away. Walking over to the console, Renee saw his hands clench into fists as the image of the prisoner flashed onto the screen. She joined him and placed her hand on his shoulder as she looked at the picture. Her mouth flew open and she turned to look at Vader, her eyes wide in surprise.

"Oh hell naw!"

Bonnie rolled over and snuggled against Obi-Wan. She knew the morning was approaching quickly, but it was a special treat to have him still in bed with her. He stirred and placed his arms around her, pulling her on top of him.

"Morning love." He kissed her sweetly and brushed a few stray hairs from her eyes.

"Hey baby!" She replied and lay on top of him, tracing the ridges of his muscles on his chest.

His hands wandered down the length of her body and he pulled her toward him, kissing her sweetly.

"Hmmm, and what are you plannin' to do today?" she asked as she traced her fingertips around his ear and nibbled on his bottom lip.

A big sigh escaped his lips and he rolled his eyes. "I've got another lovely meeting to attend today." A light suddenly came on inside him and he looked deep into Bonnie's eyes. "Would you like to accompany me?"

Bonnie jerked back from him. "What? You're fuckin' kiddin' me right?"

Chuckling, Obi-Wan sat up and kissed her. "It would be my honor if you would join me today."

"Oh darlin', I think that would be big fun." Bonnie practically bounced and almost squealed.

They both stood up and grabbed their clothes, giving each other sweet glances. Bonnie was not sure how long this would last, but if he was willing to do this he might just be loosening up enough that she could put up with his ass for a while.

"Oh you GOTTA kill that sonofabitch!" Renee practically screamed as she paced around the room, her face contorted and her lips only a thin line over her bared teeth.

"He will die, but it will be a time of MY choosing." Vader stalked over to her and grabbed her by the shoulders. Their eyes locked and Renee turned away from him, steam almost coming from her ears.

Pulling his hands from her, she walked toward to the door before turning around to sneer at him. "Well you better fuckin' hurry up about it or you'll lose your chance."

Renee stormed out and made her way to the training room. She had to take this out on something, or someone, and she at least had enough sense to realize that tangling with Vader was not the wisest idea. Kicking the door open, she walked over to the large punching bag and hit it for all she was worth. "You fuckin' bastard!" Her eyes no longer shone any hue of her normal blue; she was in total Sith mode.

Vader threw a glass against the wall. It smashed loudly and shattered to shards. That wasn't enough. He looked over at the large desk along the side of the room and with a wave of his hand, it flew against he other wall and splintered into a thousand pieces. "Damnit!" he hollered.

A meek voice came from outside the door. "Lord Vader?"

"What!" he bellowed, his fists clenched at his sides and his breath coming in huffs.

"A ship has just landed, my Lord."

Taking a deep breath, he shook his head. "Very well, escort them inside and I'll go retrieve the lady."

Vader knew this was piss poor timing and that it would be hard to get Renee to calm down enough to greet her friend. He placed his hand on his lightsaber and walked out of the room.

He didn't have to guess where she was; he could feel her hatred and anger from a mile away. As he approached the door to the training chamber, he heard a loud crash and kicked the door open. A smile curled his lips as he saw Renee flat on her back with the punching bag pinning her to the floor. It seemed that she was stronger then she realized and had knocked the blasted thing off its hinges. She turned to see him smirking at her and growled, "Are you just gonna stand there and laugh at me or are ya gonna help me up?"

Vader stood with his arms crossed and twitched his fingers. The bag gently lifted off her and rolled against the wall. By this time, Renee had at least gotten some of her anger out and bit her tongue as she walked over to him. No longer able to hold back, he lowered his head and chuckled at her.

"What's so fuckin' funny?" she asked, trying to cover a smile that tried its hardest to creep on her face.

"That was an interesting display, belle. Feel better?" His smile was infectious and the glimmer in his eyes made her shake her head and laugh.

"A bit, but that doesn't mean you're off the hook." She playfully poked him in the chest.

His eyebrow raised as she reached down and grabbed her hand. "Oh, of that I am sure. But there is someone else that needs your attention right now."

Bonnie could hardly believe that she was sitting in a conference room with Obi-wan, much less that his hand rested on her knee. She practically beamed and smiled widely as she looked around the room. Her breath hitched slightly when the large holopad in front of them engaged and the Jedi Council room materialized.

Terry sat in the far corner and glared at the two of them. So, he guessed, the rumors were wrong about this Jedi. As the meeting progressed, Terry's jealousy only grew as he watched Bonnie smile and lean against Obi-Wan.

They watched the members of the council with interest but Bonnie noticed Mace giving them a scowl when he saw Obi-wan thread his fingers amongst hers. The reports were mind numbingly boring to Bonnie but she enjoyed the fact that Obi-wan gave her attention, and in front of god and everyone.

The meeting adjourned but Yoda asked Obi-wan to remain. Bonnie looked at him as if to ask to stay and he stood up, pulling her with him. "I will catch up to you in the mess hall." His eyes twinkled and he bent down to kiss her softly before turning back to the holopad. Bonnie giggled as she left but lingered outside the door, wanting to hear what they had to say.

"Most disturbing your behavior is Obi-Wan," Yoda crooned.

"Yes Kenobi. Just what do you think you are doing?" Mace snorted as he leaned in and shifted in his chair.

Obi-Wan stood tall and looked at both of the masters. This was not something that would be up for debate. His mind was made up. "There is nothing disturbing, master Yoda. I am just following what I should have years ago. You always tell me to follow my feelings."

"Not what we were talking about, Obi-Wan. This woman, care for her you do?" Yoda clenched his glimmer stick and narrowed his eyes.

"Yes master, very much." He knew this would come. A time when the council would confront him and he figured now was as good a time as any.

Mace flinched and ground his teeth. "You can be expelled from the order for this."

Obi-Wan looked at him and smiled. "I know."

"Worth it to you is she?"

"In every sense of the word. If you wish to expel me, then do so, but I will not step away from her." His back was as rigid as a durasteel beam and his voice never wavered.

"Meditate on this I will," Yoda said as he sat back in his chair.

Mace gave him a nasty sneer before turning back to Obi-Wan. "This woman, she is a friend of that female of Vader's?"

Lowering his eyes, Obi-Wan shook his head. "Not anymore. She was once her friend but those bonds were broken and I am not entirely sure they can ever be repaired."

"Attachments lead to the dark side." Yoda spoke plainly, as if he was quoting from some unseen book.

"I know, but the attachment is there and I feel no pull to the dark side because of it. I will not give her up. I…" he paused and took a deep breath, "care for her."

Mace turn to Yoda who shook his head. "Expected this from you, I did not. Consult the rest of the council, we will."

Bowing respectfully, Obi-Wan nodded. "Yes master."

The holopad images faded out and he stepped back, the realization of what just transpired slowly sinking in. Was he really willing to give up his life with the Jedi for this woman? His mind tried to scream out the Jedi code, but his heart thumped loudly in his ears. Yes, this woman was part of his life now and he was not going to give her up for anything.

Bonnie heard the conversation end and ran down the hallway toward the mess hall, not seeing the young rebel in her way. She plowed into Terry and looked up at him. "Sorry darlin'." She tried to side step him, but he countered and grabbed her by the arms.

"A dangerous game you are playing with that Jedi." Terry said, his eyes narrowed.

"What the fuck are you talkin' about?" Bonnie broke from his grasp and landed her hands on her hips.

"Giving your heart to someone who has none is always risky." He moved closer to her and pushed her against the wall, his hands on either side of her head.

Bonnie shoved hard at his chest but he didn't budge. "You got issues boy."

"You have no idea." Terry responded and ran one of hands through her hair.

Renee ran down the hallway of the castle, her bare feet slapping against the marble floor. Cindy and Jango just made their way into the main corridor as Renee came upon them.

"Cindy!" She screamed as she threw her arms around her friend and twirled her around. "Damn girl, it's good to lay eyes on you again."

Cindy grinned from ear to ear. "Thanks babe. I thought I never see ya'll again."

Vader walked up behind Renee and Cindy reached out to him. Renee let her go and Cindy hugged him. "Thank you baby. I know my rescue was all your idea."

Vader chuckled and held Cindy at arms length, looking her over. "I am pleased to see you again." He motioned to Jango as Renee grabbed Cindy's arm. "Come on girl, let's get you cleaned up and in some fresh clothes."

Renee led Cindy to her room and as she was showering, she laid out fresh clothing for her. Cindy emerged from the fresher wrapped in a towel and as she started to pull on the clothes, she looked at Renee.

"So I guess you know all about it."

Renee walked from her and started out the window. "I know enough. That old bastard will pay for this, mark my words."

"I guess our favorite Sith Lord will see to that," Cindy said as she pulled the shirt over her head.

"That he will. I just wanna be there when he does it so I can see him cut the fucker in two." Renee turned to look at Cindy and had a wicked grin on her face.

"Damn girl, ya got a bit of bloodlust in ya, eh?" Cindy said.

"Naw, I just wanna make sure he gets what's coming to him."

Cindy laughed and walked over to Renee, placing her hand on her shoulder. "Just do me one favor, cut his dick off and bring it back to me in a jar."

A curious look came over Renee's face. "What the fuck do ya want that for?"

Cindy grinned. "I wanna pour acid over it and watch it dissolve."

Renee nodded her head and hugged Cindy. "Ya got it girl."

Bonnie was still trapped between the wall and Terry's heated body when Obi-Wan approached. Terry leaned in close to Bonnie and licked up her neck, delighting in the quivering he felt from her. He soon felt a strong hand on his shoulder pulling him from her.

"I believe that is MY woman." Obi-Wan sneered at him.

Terry gasped. He knew that Jedi were not supposed to show emotion, but he knew what a pissed off look was and was a little more than shocked.

"Yours? I didn't know that Jedi were allowed to have women," Terry snorted.

Obi-Wan pushed him against the other wall and got within a few inches of his face. "If I catch you harassing her again, you will pay." Obi-Wan felt something that he usually allowed to be absorbed by the Force but this time, he held onto it and allowed the powerful feelings to swirl around him.

Terry swallowed hard and lowered his gaze. He knew when to pick a fight and this was not one of those times. Bonnie came up behind Obi-Wan and laid her hand on his arm. "Come on baby, let's get outta here."

Obi-Wan let Terry go and his harsh expression faded quickly as he looked into Bonnie's eyes. He wrapped his arm around her protectively and walked down the hallway, seemingly please with himself.

Bonnie poked him in the ribs. "A little dark for you, wasn't it?"

Obi-Wan laughed. "Yes ma'am. But things do change."

The night at Vader's castle was lively and joyous. Renee kept the conversation lively and as the whiskey started to flow the giggles began to echo throughout the castle. Vader extended an invitation to Jango to remain with Cindy, if for nothing more than to serve as bodyguard. He accepted the generous invitation and as he noticed Cindy yawning, he escorted her upstairs.

Renee turned to Vader and her smile faded from her lips. "When?"

He walked over and sat on the table in front of her. "Tonight."

She looked up at him and smiled. "I want to be there."

Leaning down, he pulled her up to stand between his legs and kissed her. "I knew you would."

Obi-Wan was quite restless in his sleep that night. He felt that things were changing and his dreams took a dark turn. He saw flashes of red and heard screams before he woke up, covered in sweat. Bonnie was blissfully unaware of his turmoil and he covered her up as he stood. He began to pace around the room. The Force was murky and he could only see shadows and feel vague emotions but he knew something was amiss. Something dark loomed in the distance.

Renee dressed in a black pair of Vader's sleep pants and a black shirt. Grabbing a cloak, she fiddled with the belt and attached her lightsaber. She could feel Vader preparing for their journey and it filled her with both apprehension and excitement. She met him at the bottom of the staircase and he held out his hand to her.

"I would rather you did not go with me. It will be hard enough for me to defeat my master without having to worry with you as well." His tone was sweet but stern and he cupped her face as he spoke.

Smiling at him, she turned her face and kissed his palm. "You forget that you are the only one that can sense me."

He smiled at her and shook his head. "True, but I would rather not take any chances."

Renee narrowed her eyes and grabbed his hands. "I must see this for myself."

"Very well." He took her hands and led her to his awaiting speeder.

They approached the Emperor's palace and Vader placed Force bonds around Renee's wrists. The plan was to let him think that she was Cindy, and that Vader had done as his master requested. Renee felt her anxiety mounting as they were led to the Emperor's private chambers. Vader cloaked himself as best as he could, wrapping the Force around him to shield his true intentions. As always, he proceeded straight to the heart of the palace without anyone questioning him. Outside the Emperor's chambers, Vader grabbed Renee by the shoulders and shoved her through the door, the hood on her cloak still obscuring her features.

The Emperor turned to see them and cackled. "This was sooner than I expected, Lord Vader."

He slowly walked toward them and Vader held Renee tightly, his other hand on his saber. Renee broke from him and ran to the corner of the room, acting frightened but actually just wanting to get out of the way.

Palpatine briefly gazed at her then sneered and turned back to Vader.

"I take it she is unharmed.?"

Vader tilted his head and regarded his old master. "No more than when she was with you."

"You forget yourself my apprentice. I will do with her whatever I wish," he spat back, his eyes glowing a sickly yellow that hid an underlying hatred for Vader's penchant for talking back to him.

He walked over to the cowering woman and chuckled. "Come, my pretty. I am not finished with you yet." Holding out his pale bony hand, he sneered at her and licked his lips at the thought of sinking into her young flesh once more.

Renee bristled and stood up, lowering her hood as she did so. The look of surprise on his face was like candy to her and she sneered back. "Oh, you are so finished, old man."

He turned to Vader, his face now twisted with anger. "What is this? You bring me your whore?"

Vader drew his saber and leapt at him but Palpatine countered and lightning flew from his fingertips. Letting his saber absorb most of it, Vader kept advancing but his old master held his own. Stepping back, Vader paused for the briefest of moments to look over at Renee. Palpatine Force pushed him back against the wall and began to laugh wickedly.

"So this is how you wish to betray me, my apprentice. Over a woman." He paused as he looked to Renee and realized she was much like Cindy in that he could not sense her. Turning back to Vader, he stopped and held his hands out. "Once you are gone, I shall have your whore as well."

Cindy woke up and rolled over, her arms falling across Jango's chest. She smiled at the idea of him protecting her and, well, servicing her too. She was slowly starting to feel like her old self once more but longed for all of her friends to be back with her. Crawling out of bed, she walked over to the dresser and threw on a gown. There was a nagging feeling in the back of her mind and she wondered where Bonnie was. She forgot to ask Renee about her but just shrugged off the idea. Surely she was out with her pretty Jedi and would be home soon.

Jango stirred and rolled over, his hands feeling on the bed for Cindy. He sat up and looked around for her. She stood at the large windows, looking out onto the gardens below. Cindy remembered the times she had here and the trouble that had been stirred up at what seemed like a lifetime ago. She jumped when she felt a hand on her shoulder.

"Awright my lady?"

Cindy smiled and snuggled up against Jango, enjoying the comforting feeling of being in his arms. "I'm fine. I just have a cold feeling, like someone's walking over my grave."

Jango chuckled and held her tighter. "Maybe we should warm you up, my lady?"

Cindy turned to face him and he leaned down, his lips brushing against hers. Her eyes closed and she felt his strong hands caress her body, pulling her gown up and over her head. They stood by the window, embracing and kissing as they lost themselves in each other's passions.

Bonnie sat up and saw Obi-Wan pacing around. She yawned and held out her hands to him. "What's up baby?"

He smiled and walked over, sitting on the bed beside her. "I have a feeling that something is wrong."

Snuggling against his chest, she traced patterns on his stomach. "Yeah? What with us?"

Hugging her tightly, he nuzzled against her hair. "No. There is a large disturbance in the Force."

Bonnie's hand made its way down the trail of hair on his chest and settled between his legs. "You mean this?"

Laughing, he shook his head. "No, but that is something we will have to take care of soon."

Sitting back from him, she saw the grim look on his face. "Damn baby, you're serious." Bonnie reached out and held his hand. Obi-Wan's eyes darkened and a look of fear washed over him.

"Who is it? Can you tell?" Bonnie grew concerned and saw Obi-Wan focusing on the Force, trying to figure out what he was feeling. For some reason her thoughts went to Renee and she wondered if these sensations had anything to do with her. It was not that she wanted her old friend to be in trouble, nor did she wish any harm on Vader, even though she was still pretty pissed at both of them.

A look of panic widened his eyes and he gripped Bonnie's hands tightly. "Vader."

The Emperor stood posed on the threshold of destroying his apprentice. His arms were extended and his hands outstretched. What the old man failed to realize was that Vader was not entirely at his mercy and his woman, his belle, insured that. The words that Palpatine had spewed just moments ago made her blood boil. She saw red and crept up behind the Emperor, silently drawing her saber. Renee knew that he could not feel her in the Force and she looked at Vader, who sent her encouragement through their bond.

Igniting the saber, Renee struck a practiced pose and swiped once, then again. The first was short, slicing Palpatine's robe. The second cut him smoothly in two, from his hip up to his neck. Renee stood back and watched with great delight as his body slid in two pieces and slumped onto the floor.

She spat on his lifeless body and screamed, "I am no one's whore, you old bastard. I am a lady."

Renee felt a surge of dark power flow around her and dropped her saber, falling to her knees. She clenched her fists and her eyes rolled back as the coursing power entered her body and moved her. Never before had she felt such an overwhelming and pleasurable sensation.

Vader kicked the split corpse of his old master and walked over to Renee, then knelt beside her. She turned and opened her eyes, looking at him as if she wanted to devour his very soul. He grabbed her and jerked her up to her feet, trying to snap her out of the euphoric feelings that he could now sense traveling through her tensed body.

Pushing him against the wall, her lips sought out his and she began to tear the clothing from him. The door chimed and Vader waved his hand, sealing the room shut. He pulled her from him and held her at arms length, just looking at the hellcat in his grasp. He saw the red lights from a recording device across the room and let her go long enough to shatter them all before relinquishing control back to her. Renee snarled and growled as she pushed the robe from his body and spread open his tunic, her nails raking across his chest.

She lowered her lips to him and suckled along his breastbone, her tongue slithering across his sweat slicked flesh. Vader pulled her robe off and tore the belt from her waist before ripping her tunic in two and tossing it across the room. Holding onto him, her hands traveling to rest at his waist, she looked up at him as she kicked off her boots. He bent down and held her tightly, his heart beating a rapid pace. They kissed as though their very lives were dependant upon the connection of their lips. Tongues sliding and caressing against each other, hands traveling over heated flesh, fingers tweaking nipples and hips arching.

Vader turned and pushed her against the wall, his long nimble fingers pulling her pants down in one movement. He knelt before her and ran his hands along her legs, kneading the soft yet firm flesh at her hips. Nuzzling against her inner thigh, he kissed the sweet skin there, his eyes suddenly changing to match her shade of amber. Gazing up at her, he smiled and spoke, his words vibrating through her body.

"My belle, my empress."

Renee gasped as his long tongue parted her slick folds, his hands leaving her hips and moving between her legs. She felt the dark power surge between them and moaned when his lips enclosed around her hardened nub. Her hips gyrated and she wove her fingers in his dark blonde locks, pulling him closer to her. His long fingers slid into her and she groaned as she felt him arch them upwards and rub that spot deep inside her. She cried out his name, moaning over and over as her essence spilled from her body.

Vader pulled his fingers from her and plunged his tongue inside, greedily lapping up every drop she gave him. He felt her still and her hands pull on his hair. Looking up, he saw his belle flushed and panting, wanting more. The darkness surrounded them and embraced their bodies as he stood up and wrapped her leg around his waist. He kissed her deeply and she sucked on his tongue, tasting herself on him.

Renee grunted and ran her hand down between them, taking his long hard shaft in her hand. She bit down on his lip as she guided him into her. They both moaned as their bodies became one; feeling not only the physical union but the combining of the darkness as well. Vader opened himself up completely to her and Renee leaned her head on his shoulder, the sensation almost too much for her to bear. She could feel him inside her and what it felt like for him to be squeezed by her. Clenching her muscles tightly, they both began to move, the pleasure almost bordering upon pain.

Vader licked across her neck and let his teeth graze her skin. He felt her buck against him and smiled as he sank his teeth into her soft flesh. Renee screamed out and came, hard and fast as the waves of ecstasy rippled through their bond. She could taste her blood in his mouth and as he gazed up at her, she saw his lips, swollen from her kisses and stained crimson from her blood. She flicked her tongue across them and sucked his lower lip into her mouth. Vader moaned and changed his angle, thrusting hard into her body.

Renee raked her nails along his back and he hissed as he held onto her hips, his ending already in sight. Leaning into him, Renee bit and nipped at his neck, sucking hard as he groaned against her. He arched his back and gazed deep into her eyes as he came, his mouth open and his breath catching in his throat. The power flowed and ebbed around them and seemingly pulsated in time to their bodies. Vader panted and placed his hands on the wall at either side of her head, trying to steady himself.

Smiling at him, Renee reached up and caressed his cheek. "My love, my emperor."

A loud clatter outside alerted the naked couple and they broke from each other, retrieving what clothes they could before taking up a stance on either side of the door. Their sabers were drawn and as the troopers marched in, Vader stood tall and addressed them.

"Trooper. I am in charge now." He kicked the corpse to punctuate hispoint. The troopers stopped and looked from Vader to the body lying at his feet.

"Yes my lord." The commander said plainly. Vader looked over at Renee and smiled, raising his eyebrows as he did so.

A cheering outside the door aroused Obi-Wan and Bonnie's attention and they hastily threw on some clothes. Walking out into the corridor, they were greeted by cheering rebels running down the hallway. "It's over!" They yelled and waved the couple to go with them. Bonnie shrugged her shoulders and took Obi-Wan by the hand as they went into the mess hall.

Everyone was around the video screens watching the latest new reports. The voice-over droned on as they played back a grainy surveillance video. "The latest reports are that an unknown woman, accompanying Lord Vader, has slain Emperor Palpatine. The government has yet to comment on this but the video says it all."

Bonnie gasped and rubbed her eyes. "Well, I'll be damned." She tugged on Obi-Wan's arm and pointed to the screen. "That's Renee!"

To be continued...

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