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This story is No. 2 in the series "Force of a Slayer". You may wish to read the series introduction and the preceeding stories first.

Summary: Sequel to Force of a Slayer It’s been two years since FoaS, and the codes of the Jedi are evolving. Has Buffy succeeded in the task charged to her by the PTBs, or have unforeseen circumstances changed her mission? BuffySW crossover.

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Star Wars > Buffy-CenteredDracoTamerFR7537,026103720,93611 Apr 0718 May 07Yes

NOTE: This chapter is rated FR15

Call of the Dark Side

Chapter Two -o- Call of the Dark Side

Buffy opened her eyes and stumbled back when she realized where she was, back on the banks of the lava river. She could see Obi-Wan and Anakin, one on the river bank, one floating in the lava, both now on the opposite sides of a war. She watched as Anakin leapt into the air, and she watched as Obi-Wan, his face a mask of pain and regret, cut Anakin's legs out from under him. “You were the Chosen One! It was said that you would destroy the Sith, not join them. It was you who would bring balance to the Force, not leave it in Darkness.”

“I’ve seen this!” Buffy screamed, looking away as Anakin began to burn, but she could still hear him, as he tried to pull himself from the fire. “I don’t understand! What are you showing me here that I don’t already know?!” She closed her eyes to block the tears and when she opened them the lava was gone.

“The important thing to remember is that you have to trust people,” Buffy now found herself standing behind herself and Anakin, almost two years ago, right after they first got to Coruscant. “You have to trust people.” The younger her said again. She watched, a few feet away from both of them, as Anakin nodded his head and looked over his shoulder at her.

“You have to trust,” he sneered mockingly at her and Buffy blinked in surprise and took a step back; Anakin's once beautiful blue eyes were now a disgustingly yellow color.

“Elisa!” Buffy shook her head as she felt hands on her shoulders. “Elisa, wake up!”

“No,” she said, quickly shaking her head. “NO!” she screamed as she sat up, almost colliding with Obi-Wan.

“Elisa, it’s alright,” he said, pulling her shaking body to his. “It’s ok, hey, it’s alright.”

“No,” Buffy sobbed, shaking her head as she clung to him. “No, it’s not,” she told him as she pulled away from him. She took a few shaky breaths and wiped at her face with the back of her hand. The lights in the room came on low and Buffy could make out Obi-Wan, in his night clothes, a worried look on his face, a new scar over his right eye, just like the Anakin of her visions.

“Obi-Wan,” she said, running her hands through her hair as she sat back on her legs. “I know what we have to do,” she said, nodding her head.

“What?” he asked, still worried for her. He hadn’t seen much of the dream, all he’d seen were the coldest pair of yellow eyes he’d ever seen, and he had a sneaking suspicion he knew whose eyes they were, or could be.

“Do you trust Anakin?” she asked as she slid off their bed. She walked over to the wall where a picture hung, it was one of her, Padme, Obi-Wan and Anakin, all laughing.

“Of course,” he said, nodding his head with certainty. “With my life.”

“Even now, now that you know what he could...even now that you know?” Buffy asked, turning around to look at him. She locked eyes with his and took a deep breath.

“Yes,” Obi-Wan told her and he too got off the bed and walked over to her. He put his hands on her shoulders and looked down at her. “He’slike my brother.”

“Ok,” Buffy said, nodding her head a resigned look on her face. “We have to tell him.”

“Tell him?” Obi-Wan asked, not understanding at first. “Ah, tell him,” Obi-Wan said, nodding his head when understanding came.

“You were right when you said there was only so much we could do,” she said,looking him in the eyes and then leaning into him as he wrapped his arms around her. “But we can do this, we have to tell him, he has to know what he could...what might happen.” She pulled away from him a little and laid her hands on his chest, she relished the feel of his heart beat against her palm. She sighed when she looked up at him, there was still this fear that gnawed at her that it might be Obi-Wan now instead of Anakin. That something she had done had changed his fate in all of this. But at least she could watch him, and help it to not happen. But Anakin and Padme, they didn’t have any idea what was going on.

“He’s not going to be very happy that we kept this from him,” Obi-Wan said and Buffy nodded her head against his chest. “In fact, he’ll probably be irate.”

“You don’t think-”

“No, I think you’re right, I think this is the right thing to do.” he said, running his hand over her head.

“Ok,” Buffy said, nodding her head. “When should we tell him?”

“Soon,” Obi-Wan said and Buffy sighed. “Tomorrow.”

“Ok,” she said as she wrapped her arms around his waist. “Ok.”


Buffy opened her eye for the second time that night as Obi-Wan gently got out of bed. She pulled herself up and looked at him. He was pulling his pants on over his sleeping bottoms, which had always looked a little like boxers to her. She waited till he turned and looked at her, a worried look on his face.

“What’s wrong?” she asked, fully awake, again.

“Chancellor Palpatine has been kidnapped,” Obi-Wan told her as he picked up his tunic. “The council believes Dooku is behind it and- What are you doing?” he asked as she began to get out of bed.

“I’m getting dressed,” she told him as she walked over to the closet. “Lights on, 35 percent,” she called and the lights came on.

“They’ve ordered Anakin and me to rescue him.” Obi-Wan told her and she nodded her head as she pulled on her tunic and belt. She was purposely ignoring his emphasis on ‘Anakin and me,’ as in ‘not you.’

“Where are we meeting Anakin?” she asked, turning around to look at him. He was still holding his tunic in his hands, staring at her.

“Elisa, the council-”

“Yep,” she said, nodding her head. “They don’t think we can work together. Well I know we can, I’m going,” she told him, no room for argument in her voice. “And if you’re coming you better finish getting dressed.”

The whole way to the hangar Obi-Wan tried to talk her out of coming. Disobeying the council, on something like this, was a very bad idea. She nodded her head, smiling the whole time. Then she smirked at him and stopped and for a moment he thought he’d won.

“Did the council ever really say, ‘Obi-Wan you and Anakin go get Palpy, and be sure not to take Elisa?’”

“No,” he admitted and she smiled in triumph. He shook his head, he should have known it would not be that easy.

“So then, technically, we’re not breaking any rules,” she told him, reaching out to give his hand a squeeze. “Let’s go.”

“Damn,” Anakin said when he saw the two of them coming.

“What?” Buffy asked, worried.

“Padme won,” he told them and Obi-Wan looked confused but Buffy laughed.

“I guess you have more faith in Obi-Wan’s persuasion skills,” Buffy said and Anakin nodded his head and Obi-Wan understood. Padme knew Elisa would be with him, and Anakin thought he could talk her into staying.

“Let’s go,” Obi-Wan said and Buffy and Anakin nodded their heads.

“Where are we going?” Buffy asked as the three of them climbed into fighters, Buffy and Obi-Wan in the same one.

“Not far,” Obi-Wan said as the cockpit slid closed and they buckled in. He pulled out just after Anakin and seconds later they were in the air. Buffy was astonished by the sheer size of the republic’s fleet. There were ships everywhere, good guys and bad guys. Red and blue lights shot past as they flew, Buffy was glad that she’d finally gotten over her fear of flying, for the most part.

“We need to find the Command Ship.” Anakin's voice came up over the comm. “That’s where Palpatine is going to be.”

“And Dooku,” Obi-Wan said, something about his tone worried Buffy a little.

“There it is, General Grievous' ship is directly ahead,” Anakin said and Buffy’s head shot up.

“Grievous?” she asked and Obi-Wan nodded his head.

“He’s definitely a part of this,” Obi-Wan told her and Buffy nodded her head. She hadn’t metthis Grievous yet, but she’d heard some things, and she was excited to see if he lived up to his rep.

“The one crawling with vulture droids?” Obi-Wan asked and Buffy heard Anakin chuckle on the other end of the comm. “Oh, this is going to be easy,” Obi-Wan intoned sarcastically.

“Come on Master.” Buffy smiled at how easily Anakin fell into old habits when in battle.

“Not this time,” Obi-Wan said, shaking his head.

“Do we have some kind of a plan for getting onto the ship?” Buffy asked as she watched Obi-Wan work in front of her.

“Sort of,” Obi-Wan told her and she rolled her eyes. That was reassuring. “But we’re going to need help. Odd Ball, do you copy?”

“Odd Ball?” Buffy asked and Obi-Wan chuckled.

“Copy, Red Leader,” Odd Ball said and Buffy smirked. Where did they come up with these names?

“Mark my position and form your squad up behind me,” Obi-Wan told him and Buffy began to take readings of everything going on around them.

“We're on your tail, General Kenobi. Set S-foils in attack position,” Odd Ball said and Obi-Wan nodded his head.

“Ok ladies and gentlemen,” Buffy said, smirking as she looked up from the screen. “We have ten Buzz Droids straight ahead, coming down the left side.” Obi-Wan groaned and Arfour beeped out a long warning. “And five Tri-fighters on the right...” Buffy said smirking at the look of surprise that was surely on Obi-Wan’s face. Since he had never got around to it, she’d taken it upon herself to learn how to understand Arfour.

“They’ve found us!” Buffy called as the buzz droids made their way to their Starfighter. “This can’t be good,” she said as the small little droids began to scamper across the hull of the ship.

“Anakin?” Obi-Wan called and Buffy smiled at him as he came up on their right side.

“I see them, looks like ten buzz droids.” He flew back and Buffy got a bad feeling. “Move to the right so I can get a clear shot at them,” Anakin told them and Buffy shook her head.

“The mission. Get to the Command Ship. Get the Chancellor!” Obi-Wan yelled and Buffy smirked, in all the time she’d known Anakin, he’d never been one to do as he was told. Buffy jumped a little as someone, namely Anakin, shot at them, knocking two of the buzz droids away, along with a good chunk of their wing.

“I’m sorry, aren’t you supposed to be helping!?” Buffy yelled, wishing she could see him so she could glare at him.

“I agree, bad idea,” Anakin admitted and Buffy rolled her eyes then looked worriedly at the cockpit door, the glass was slowly being chipped at by one of the buzz droids.

“Obi-Wan, we have a problem here,” she told him and he nodded his head. “Our cockpit is fogging up!” she called over the comm to Anakin.

“They're all over us, Anakin,” Obi-Wan called out and Buffy looked around, things couldn’t possibly get any worse.

“I have a bad feeling about this,” she said and Obi-Wan nodded his head in full agreement.

“Move to the right,” Anakin called and Obi-Wan shook his head.

“Hold on Anakin, you’re going to get us all killed,” Obi-Wan told him and Buffy nodded her head.

“I’m going to try something else,” Anakin said and Buffy watched as he came up on the right side again. This time he actually used the wing of his fighter to push some of the droids off, and it worked, kind of. In the process he seemed to have broken something, because now there was smoke coming from their wing and some kind of a fire in front of the cockpit.

“Anakin, you’ve got a stowaway!” Buffy called when she caught sight of the buzz droid crawling up his wing.

“Blast!” Anakin called and smiled when Artoo shocked it and it fell away from his ship. “Nicely done Artoo!” Anakin called, smirking.

“Damn!” Buffy said as the cockpits lights flashed and then were gone.

“We’ve lost just about everything,” Obi-Wan called and Buffy really began to worry.

“Stay on my wing,” Anakin said smiling at them from his ship. “The General's Command Ship is dead ahead. Easy, pull up, and head for the hangar,” Anakin told them and Buffy sighed when she saw the ship.

“Ok, someone sees that their shields are still up right? Anakin!?” Buffy called, looking out the window at Anakin.

“Oh?!” Anakin gasped, nodding his head. “Sorry, guys,” he said and Buffy watched as he shot at the ship, hitting the shield generator on the first try. It sparked a little then blew up, and the shield was gone. But the shield doors were closing in fast.

“We’re going to make it. We are going to make it, right Obi-Wan??” Buffy called as she watched the doors close as they approached. The made it, if only by seconds.

“We’re going to have to jump,” Obi-Wan called and Buffy sent him a mental affirmative before he opened the cockpit and they both jumped out of the crashing Starfighter. Buffy flipped down and landed, lightsaber in hand and smile on her face.

“Well, that was exhilarating,” Buffy said, blocking laser blasters from every which way, cuttingthrough the droids when she could, making her way to Obi-Wan. She smiled as she and Anakin made it to Obi-Wan at the same time. There was now a nice pile of droids laying about as Anakin's little droid popped out of his semi-well-landed ship.

“Artoo, find the Chancellor,” Obi-Wan called as Anakin and Buffy cut down the last of the droids.

“Tap into the ship's computers,” Anakin told the little droid as they all followed it to a panel on the wall.

“You know,” Buffy said, smirking at Obi-Wan. “It’s no wonder you don’t like flying with this crazy kid on your wing,” Buffy said, looking sideways at Anakin.

“Hey!” he said, smirking back at her. “I was trying to help!”

“Kids,” Obi-Wan admonished as a hologram of the ship they were now on blinked into existence in front of them. “The Chancellor’s signal is coming in loud and clear. He’s here,” Obi-Wan said, pointing to a tall tower on the top of the ship, the observation platform.

“The Princess will be up the stairs in the highest room in the tallest tower,” Buffy said, smirking at the very blank looks on their faces. “Never mind,” she said, shaking her head, laughing to herself.

“I can sense the Chancellor,” Anakin said and Buffy nodded her head.

“Ok, we all realize this is a trap right?” she asked and they both nodded their heads. “Ok, just so we’re all clear.”

“Next move?” Anakin asked and Obi-Wan smirked at them.

“We spring the trap,” Obi-Wan said and Buffy nodded her head, she liked the way her guy thought.

“He’s not coming with us is he?” Buffy asked, looking back at the droid.

“No, Artoo, you stay here with the ships.” Anakin smirked when he looked at what was left of Obi-Wan’s ship. “And here, take this, in case we need to get in touch with you,” Artoo beeped happily at them and Buffy smiled.

“Thanks, good luck to you too,” she said, smiling up at Obi-Wan. “Yep, I learned all by myself.” Obi-Wan just smiled and nodded his head.

“We’re taking an elevator?” Buffy asked when they all stepped inside.

“Do you know of a better way to get up there?” Obi-Wan asked, smirking at her. The doors to the elevator closed and Buffy looked at him.

“No, it just seems a little, mundane.” She smiled and shrugged her shoulder. The elevator started up and then, after a few seconds it shuddered to a stop, throwing them all about a little. “Of course it would probably help if we were moving.”

“Right,” Obi-Wan said, nodding his head. “Artoo, I need you to activate elevator...31174.” Buffy smirked as the elevator began to move, down, and very quickly.

“Ok, weren’t we going up?” she asked and smirked as she looked over at Anakin. “I think Artoo may have a few-”

“No loose wire jokes, he’s trying,” Anakin cut her off and she laughed.

“Artoo, stop, we need the elevator to go up. Artoo?” Obi-Wan called into the comm as the elevator continued to go down. “Where is that blasted droid?”

“Artoo!” Obi-Wan called into the comm again, a frustrated look on his face.

“Relax, Obi-Wan,” Buffy said, smiling at him. “He’ll get it, just give him a sec.” The elevator stopped again after a second and then started going up.

“See?” Buffy said, nodding her head. Once they were going it didn’t take long to get to the top of the observation tower where Palpatine was. The doors opened and Buffy and Obi-Wan stepped out first, Anakin right behind them. Buffy looked around, no one, not one guard. Something was definitely not right here. The three of them stepped through wide double doors and found the Chancellor, held to a chair by some kind of a force field, and completely alone.

“Hi,” Buffy called as the three of them made their way down the stairs. “I’m Elisa, and we’ll be your rescuers today!” she told him, a bright smile on her face.

“Chancellor, are you alright?” Anakin asked and he nodded his head, then looked up at the doors they had just come through.

“Count Dooku,” he said and all three of them turned to see Dooku come through the doors, two huge battle droids with him.

“Right or left?” Anakin asked, smiling at Obi-Wan. Obi-Wan looked like he was thinking about it and Buffy rolled her eyes.

“Us against him, he’s so toast,” Buffy said, smirking as Dooku made his way down the stairs.

“No, get help. You’re no match for him, he’s a sith lord,” Palpatine said and Buffy rolled her eyes again

“Ok, your lips are moving, words are coming out, neither of these things is ever good,” Buffy said, not even looking over her shoulder at him.

“Your swords, please, Master Jedi. We don't want to make a mess of things in front of the Chancellor,” Dooku said, holding out his hand as though they would really just hand over their lightsabers.

“There are three of us and one of you,” Buffy told him, “I think the odds are in our favor.”

“Do you?” he asked, turning a cold glare on her. His eyes traveled down her body to just below her chest. She knew he was looking at the place where her scar was, an unwanted gift from him. Four lightsabers flashed on and Obi-Wan and Anakin took the first attack, working off of each other as they swung, Buffy came up from the back while he was distracted, but didn’t get far. Dooku held his hand out towards her and she went flying backwards, landing in a lump twenty-five feet away.

She rocked back onto her shoulders, arched her body and sprang to her feet in one smooth motion, then began to run up the stairs, never taking her eyes off of Dooku. His two droids attacked her as she made her way up, but she made quick work of them. She watched as Obi-Wan traded blow for blow with Dooku, Anakin picking up the defensive slack that Obi-Wan seemed to be lacking at the moment. Dooku looked down at Palpatine and then Dooku sneered down at her before sending her flying again. Buffy landed with a sickening twist on her wrist, sending a sharp pain up her wrist and arm. She looked up in time to see Dooku send Anakin flying towards her. He hit the railing of the stairs above her and then fell down next to her. She pulled herself up, but realized what Dooku was planning too late. The stairs came crashing down on top of both of them. Buffy blinked a few times as she watched Obi-Wan and Dooku trade blows, then everything around her went dark.

Her eyes flew open again what seemed like seconds later and she pulled herself up and began to look for Obi-Wan. She reached out to him but found all her thought bounced back to her. He was blocking her, what was going on? She looked back down at Anakin. He was moving, if ever so slightly. She stood and found she could now see Obi-Wan. He was standing with his back to her, his lightsaber out in front of him, pointed at something. She ran around and began up the ramp towards him. He had his lightsaber on Dooku, who he seemed to have disarmed. She sighed in relief as she smiled.

“Nicely done, Obi-Wan,” she said, trying not to jostle her wrist. But Obi-Wan didn’t even look up at her, his face was oddly slack and his eyes seemed a little blank. “Obi-Wan?” she said again and finally he looked up at her.

“Let’s get going,” she said and he looked from her to Dooku and back again.

“He’s too dangerous,” he said; his voice sounded clouded and Buffy took a step towards him.

“What do you mean too dangerous?” Buffy demanded as she stepped around them, so she was facing Obi-Wan.

“He’s done too much damage,” Obi-Wan said and again Buffy got an odd feeling that something else was at work here. But whatever it was, Obi-Wan was only seconds away from decapitating Dooku.

“That’s not for you to decide,” Buffy told him.

“Look what he did to you!” Obi-Wan told her, his eyes flying to her stomach where her scar was. Buffy felt a sudden chill run through her body and she took a deep breath. She had to do this right, any wrong move and whatever was happening here could fall widely out of control. She could lose Obi-Wan to whatever this was. “He almost killed you.” His voice was a soft whisper now.

“But he didn’t,” she told him and his eyes drifted down to glare at Dooku, who, for his part was being oddly quiet. “Look at me, Obi-Wan.” His eyes lifted back up to hers and she took another deep breath. “What he did to me, left no lasting damage. But if you do this, if you kill him, it will change you forever.” She took a step towards him, her eyes soft as she tried to keep the fear out of her voice. “I can’t lose you to this,” she said, walking slowly towards him, her arm outstretched. “You promised me, Obi-Wan.” He locked eyes with her and they seemed to clear as he nodded his head. He lowered his lightsaber and Buffy let out a sigh of relief.

In a flash Dooku had a lightsaber in his hand and was bringing it down on Obi-Wan. Buffy’s lightsaber flashed on and swiped down on him, severing his hand from his wrist, his lightsaber flashing off before it could do any damage. Dooku's eyes went wide as he looked down at his wrist. Buffy brought the hilt of her lightsaber down and knocked him in the head with it. His eyes rolled to the back of his head and he slumped to the ground.

“Elisa...” Obi-Wan said, his voice back to normal now.

“Don’t. Not now,” she said, shaking her head. “Go get Anakin, I’ll get Palpy undone,” she said, turning and walking up to the Chancellor. She went about unlocking the force fields. She did her best to ignore the slimy sickening feeling he gave her as she freed him, filing it away for later investigation. He stood and rubbed his wrists as Buffy stepped away from him.

“How’s Anakin?” she asked as Obi-Wan walked back over with Anakin thrown over his shoulder.

“He seems to be all right. No broken bones, breathing's all right,” Obi-Wan said and Buffy sighed in relief. “He should come back around soon.”

“And him?” Buffy asked, looking down at Dooku.

“Can you carry him?” Obi-Wan asked and Buffy just smirked at him as she bent down.

“Leave him,” Palpatine said and Buffy looked back at him. “He will only slow our escape.”

“And let him go unpunished for all his crimes?” Buffy asked, hefting him over her shoulder with her good arm. “I don’t think so.”


“Ok, really starting to dislike elevators,” Buffy said as they looked at the empty elevator shaft.

“Artoo, activate elevator 3442,” Obi-Wan said into his comm. “Artoo? Where is that droid?” he asked and Buffy smiled a little. Poor Artoo was going to get it when they got back to the temple.

“Wow,” Buffy said as the whole ship rocked then began to tilt forward. Buffy grabbed onto the ledge of the elevator as the ship seemed to begin a nose dive. Obi-Wan grabbed onto the side as did the Chancellor and they all pulled themselves into the elevator shaft now that it ran flat and not up and down.

“Well this is going to be fun,” Buffy said as the three of them begin to run down the shaft. They hadn’t made it very far when the ship began to level out again. It didn’t take very long before they were falling down the shaft instead of running.

“Shit!” Buffy said, pulling out her grappling hook at the same time as Obi-Wan. They caught on something and they all slammed into the side of the elevator. The Chancellor grabbed onto Obi-Wan’s leg with both hands as they hung there.

“Wow,” Anakin said as his eyes blinked open.

“Calm down kid,” Buffy said, smiling at him. “We’re experiencing technical difficulties.” The ship rocked again and Buffy and Obi-Wan swung on their lines. Anakin grabbed onto Obi-Wan but Dooku was still unconscious and began to slide off her shoulder. She grabbed onto him with her bad hand, catching a handful of his tunic, sending a blinding pain up her arm. Almost right away her grip on his clothing began to falter, slipping from her fingers.

“Damn it,” she said, trying to hold on tighter. “Wake up, you bastard,” she said, glaring down at him. But he just continued to hang there limply, slowly slipping from her grasp. Obi-Wan was too far away to lend a hand and Buffy began to realize she wasn’t going to be able to hold him for much longer.

“I’m sorry,” she told him as the last of his clothing slipped from her fingers. She growled in frustration and sadness as she watched him fall.

“It’s not your fault Elisa,” Obi-Wan said and she nodded her head, putting it away for now. She looked up and sighed, ‘and the fun just keeps on leaving,’ Buffy thought bitterly. There was an elevator rushing down towards them, very quickly.

“Artoo!” Obi-Wan yelled into the comm. “Shut down the elevators. Artoo!”

“Nope,” Buffy said, shaking her head as the elevators continued down. “Jump!” She called as they both disengaged their hooks. Buffy wound up again as Obi-Wan did, their hooks catching a pipe as they fell. They both swung into an elevator door just as the elevator rushed past them. Buffy stood up and kicked the wall next to her.

“Damn it!” she yelled, angry at herself for letting him slip though her fingers.

“Elisa,” Obi-Wan said, taking a step towards her.

“Don’t,” she said, shaking her head. “Let’s go,” she said, turning around to face them, her face a cool mask of indifference.

“Artoo, come in Artoo,” Anakin said as Obi-Wan handed him the comm. “Get down here Artoo.”


“What is this?” Buffy asked a few minutes later in the middle of a hallway. They were all surrounded by some kind of a force field.

“Ray shields,” Anakin said and Obi-Wan sighed.

“Well, we should have seen this coming,” Obi-Wan said and Anakin nodded.

“Oldest trap in the book,” he agreed and Buffy looked a little lost. What the hell was a ray shield?

“Ok, so how do we get out?” she asked and all eyes went to Obi-Wan.

“I’m open to suggestions,” Obi-Wan said and Buffy sighed.

“I’m assuming our lightsabers won’t do any good, right?” she asked and both Jedi nodded their heads.

“I say patience,” Anakin said and Buffy snorted. “Artoo will be along in a moment, and he can let us out.”

“Why am I not comfortable with our lives in his hands?” Buffy asked and Obi-Wan nodded his head.

“Why don't we let them take us to General Grievous. Perhaps with Count Dooku's demise, we can negotiate our release,” Palpatine said and all three of them looked back at him.

“Didn't I say something about you not talking ?” Buffy asked him, glaring over her shoulder at him before she turned to Obi-Wan. “Well?”

“We could-”

“Eeeeppp!” Artoo came skidding in through a door to their right and Anakin smiled.

“See,” he said, though his smile fell seconds later when doors to their left opened and two large droids walked through. Buffy laughed when Artoo shocked one of them.

“Do we have a plan B?” Buffy asked as more droids filed into the room, all guns on them.


“Is that General Grievous?” Buffy asked as they were led into the control room.

“Ah, General Kenobi,” he wheezed out, his voice a shallow sound. “That was not much of a rescue.”

“Well, we’re not done yet,” Buffy spoke up and Grievous’ eyes fell to her. He searched her over as he took their lightsabers from a small droid.

“And you are?” Grievous asked, taking a step towards them.

“I’m Elisa Summers,” she said, glaring up at him. “You know, you kinda remind me of someone,” she said, looking over his half human, half machine body, he kinda reminded her of Adam.

“Do I?” he asked, his voice holding a hint of humor.

“Yeah,” Buffy said, nodding her head hoping Obi-Wan and Anakin were using this distraction time wisely. “He tried to kill me and my friends. You know what I did to him?”

“Do tell,” Grievous wheezed, nodding his head.

“I pulled out his heart,” Buffy all but growled at him. Grievous didn’t seem threatened by her and waved her off.

“Your lightsabers will make an excellent addition to my...collection,” he said, raising his cloak and placing their three lightsabers in the slots sewn into the fabric.

“No, I think not,” Obi-Wan said and Buffy nodded her head as he sent her the plan through their bond.

“Now Artoo!” Anakin said and Artoo beeped once then he seemed to open up as all kinds of arms reached out, sending out little bolts of electricity to some of the droids. Buffy and Obi-Wan turned slightly and caught their flying lightsabers. Buffy cut down two droids as Obi-Wan freed Anakin and he reclaimed his lightsaber as well.

“Kill them!” Grievous called out to the many droids in the place. Buffy, Obi-Wan and Anakin all split up, all going after different droids. Buffy loved the electronic staff things the droids were using, and enjoyed trading a few blows before taking them down.

“Elisa!’ Obi-Wan called and she looked towards him, he was looking at the door. She could see two droids were trying to cart off Palpatine.

“Oh damn,” she said, shaking her head as she made her way back up towards the door. She blocked a few blasts as she went, getting to the door in short order. She caught up with the droids quickly and took them down.

“You know,” Buffy said shaking her head as she glared at Palpatine again. “Might be a good idea to call out when the bad guys are carting you away,” she told him, rolling her eyes. Suddenly the hallway was a huge vacuum. Something must have damaged the windows. Buffy and Palpatine were pulled down the hall for a second then the pull stopped. Buffy jumped to her feet and ran into the cockpit.

“What happened?” she called as Anakin pushed a headless droid out of the pilot’s seat.

“Grievous used an alternative escape route,” Obi-Wan said, turning to look at her, happy to see she was unscathed

“Through the window?” Buffy called as she ran over to the two of them.

“The escape pods are gone,” Anakin informed them and Obi-Wan nodded his head.

“Grievous,” Obi-Wan said shortly and Anakin nodded his head in agreement.

“So Annie,” Buffy said, taking a deep breath. “You can fly this right? I mean, you can fly anything.” Obi-Wan chuckled as Anakin fiddled with the controls.

“I can try,” Anakin told her and she nodded her head. “There’s not much of this thing left to fly though.”

“Strap in,” Obi-Wan said and Palpatine and Buffy sat down in the chairs behind Obi-Wan and Anakin, strapping themselves down.

“We’re coming in too fast,” Obi-Wan told him and Anakin glared up at him.

“Open all hatches, extend all flaps, and drag fins,” Anakin told him and Obi-Wan nodded his head as he set to the task. It seemed to work as the ship began to slow. Then Buffy heard a very bad sound as the ship began to rip itself in two. There was a large shudder as the back end of the ship broke off.

“Well,” Buffy said, trying to keep her voice steady. “We’re still flying half a ship.” Obi-Wan looked over his shoulder at her and she gave him a half smile. He smiled back and turned back to the controls.

“What's our speed?” Anakin asked, looking over at Obi-Wan as he continued to try and slow them, so he could land without killing them all.

“Eight plus sixty-forty. Eight plus sixty-twenty. Eight plus sixty. Temp ten thousand, nine thousand ...we're in the atmosphere...” he said and Anakin nodded his head, as if that all meant something. Buffy was never going to learn to fly.

“Grab that,” Anakin said, pointing to what looked like a joy stick to Buffy. “Keep us level.” Obi-Wan nodded his head.

“Steady, the temperature is going down. Five thousand. Three thousand . . . two thousand,” Obi-Wan said and Buffy nodded her head. “We’ve got fire ships on our left and right.”

“We’ll take you in,” a voice over the comm said and Obi-Wan nodded his head. Buffy saw that they were firing water at them, helping put them out.

“Copy that. Landing strip ahead,” Obi-Wan said and Buffy laughed a little.

“My second crash landing in one day.” She smirked at Obi-Wan when he turned and looked at her. She smiled at him, a full smile now and he went back to helping to take them in.


Buffy didn’t want to get in the transport. It was going to fly, and so far today she had not had good experiences in the air. But Obi-Wan had taken her hand and smiled at her and Palpatine had been watching her since they landed. And there was no way she was looking weak or frightened in front of him. She’d climbed on and buckled herself in. Obi-Wan had talked to Anakin and Anakin had talked to Palpatine a little, but Buffy didn’t say anything. There was so much flying though her mind right now. Obi-Wan almost killing Dooku, her dropping him down the shaft. She was so distracted she didn’t notice them land or Anakin and Palpatine get off.

“Aren’t you coming?” Anakin asked as Obi-Wan stopped in the doorway of the transport.

“No,” Obi-Wan said, looking briefly over his shoulder at Elisa. Anakin caught the look that passed over Obi-Wan’s face. Something had happened while he was unconscious. But he wasn’t sure what it was. “Go, enjoy the fanfare, Elisa and I will go talk to the council,” Obi-Wan said and Anakin nodded his head, a small smile on his face.

“Fine, but you owe me,” he said, turning and walking away. Obi-Wan watched him go then ducked back inside the transport as the doors shut. He walked over to Elisa and sat down next to her, making her look up from staring at her hands.

“Oh,” she said, looking around the empty space. “Are we there?”

“Yes, Anakin got off with Palpatine,” Obi-Wan told her. She nodded her head and Obi-Wan reached over and took her hand, the uninjured one.

“We should have that looked at,” he told her softly, trying to comfort her. Buffy looked down at their hands and tears filled her eyes.

“We need to talk about this,” she said and he knew she wasn’t referring to her wrist. He nodded his head slowly and she looked up at him. Her tears hadn’t fallen yet, but he could see them in her eyes, and they tore at his heart.

“Yes,” he agreed.

“The Council is going to have to wait,” she told him standing up, pulling her hand from his. For once Obi-Wan didn’t argue with her, he just nodded his head and she took a deep breath. Her wrist was starting to throb, but that was ok, it meant it was healing. Buffy held it solidly to her chest with her other hand, trying to keep it as still as she could.

She looked down at Obi-Wan, his grey-blue eyes were clouded with tears and Buffy knelt in front of him. She’d never seen him cry before and it scared her immensely. She swallowed hard and looked up at him, meeting his eyes. He had blinked away most of the tears, but Buffy could see the pain behind his eyes. She reached up and ran her hand over his cheek, and he moved into her touch.

“Tell me?” she asked him simply and he nodded his head. She lowered her hand and held his once more.

“I was fighting,” he started out and she nodded her head, keeping her eyes on his. “At first I was fine, all I was thinking about was beating Dooku, so we could turn him in.” He paused and Buffy waited. “I was even alright after he threw you and Anakin into those stairs. I could feel you both and knew you were alright.” He released her hand and stood up and around her and quickly turned his back on her.

“And then, suddenly, I was so angry.” He turned and looked at her, no more than three feet away from her. “Angry about what he had done to you, and the war he was responsible for.” He shook his head and Buffy stood back up before she reached out and took his hand again

“I disarmed him, with all the anger rushing through me it was easy. Or it felt that way.” Obi-Wan stared at the ground and shook his head as though he wasn’t quite sure himself just what had happened. “And then I heard your voice.”

“Nicely done,” Buffy repeated and Obi-Wan looked up at her. “That’s what I said,” she told him at the confused look on his face.

“No,” he said, shaking his head. “In my head I heard you,” Obi-Wan told her and Buffy shook her head. “You told me...” He trailed off and looked down at their hands. “You told me to kill him, to take off his head.”

“What?” Buffy exclaimed. “I would never-”

“I know,” Obi-Wan reassured her, nodding his head. “Of course you wouldn’t. But then, at that moment, something told me it was you. It was your voice, I could hear it so clearly.”

“I didn’t hear you speak out loud until you said ‘Let’s get going,’” Obi-Wan told her and Buffy nodded her head. ‘Who would tell him to kill Dooku?’ Buffy thought looking Obi-Wan in the eyes. The only people there were her and Anakin. ‘And Palpatine,’ she thought as she started to turn this information over in her head. ‘Could it have been Palpatine?’ she wondered.

“Elisa?” Obi-Wan asked and she looked up at him.

“Sorry, I was musing,” she told him, squeezing his hand. “What ever happened, I know it wasn’t you. There was...something in your eyes. They looked, foggy, like you weren’t all there.” She stood up on her tippy toes and kissed him lightly. “But whatever it is we’ll get to the bottom of it, together.”


“Don’t go!” Obi-Wan’s voice held such pleading to it that Buffy wondered who he was talking to. It took her a moment to realize he was talking to her. She looked at him and opened her mouth to tell him she wasn’t going anywhere, but that’s not what came out.

“I’m sorry, Obi-Wan. They’re my family,” she said, shaking her head. ‘What the hell?’ she thought, looking around. They were standing in the middle of their apartment, with one small difference. There was a large white light taking up almost one whole wall. Xander, Willow and Dawn were all standing in front of the wall, arms stretched out towards Buffy. She was in a dream, not her dream though, she knew for some reason that this was not her dream.

“Please, Elisa,” he said, looking her in the eyes, tears running down his face. “Don’t.” He was almost begging now, and that scared Buffy. She wanted to take him in her arms, assure him that she would never leave, but she didn’t.

“My name is Buffy,” she told him, stepping away from him, towards the wall. “I’m sorry Obi-Wan. Good-bye,” she said and then he was gone and she was standing in a blinding white light. And all she could feel was pain. The only thing going through her mind was ‘I thought you couldn’t feel pain in dreams.’ Then she heard crying, loud painful crying.

“Anakin, help me! Help, Anakin! Anakin, I love you. I love you!” Buffy recognized the voice as soon as she heard it. It was Padme, calling out for help. She sounded like she was in great pain. Buffy struggled to pull herself from sleep, she had to wake up.

Buffy sat up in bed, gasping for breath as she looked around the room she was in. She was in bed, and it was very dark. Obi-Wan was thrashing next to her, the blankets a rumpled mess at the bottom of their bed.

“Obi-Wan,” she said quietly, putting her hand on his shoulder. She tried to soothe him through the force, but found he was blocking her, though not doing a very good job of it.

“Elisa...” he murmured, his tones hopeless and sad. “Please...don’t...go” Buffy realized suddenly that it was Obi-Wan’s dream she had been in, at least the first one was.

“Obi-Wan,” Buffy said, a little more forcefully this time. “Wake up,” she said, brushing his hair back out of his face. While he’d grown his beard back, Buffy had been adamant that he keep his hair long, she liked it like that.

“Obi-Wan,” she said, shaking him a little now as he continued to thrash. She was beginning to worry slightly now, he was never this hard to wake. “Obi-Wan!” she said and pushed out with her mind. ‘Obi-Wan!’

He bolted up in bed as she punched through his blocks, his eyes blinking wildly. He looked around the room till his eyes finally landed on her, he looked confused.

“Elisa?” he asked and she reached out and touched his face.

“I’m here,” she soothed him, a small smile on her face. “I’ll always be here.” He nodded his head, still a little bit asleep. Buffy scooted closer to him and took both his hands into hers and squeezed them lightly.

“Is this the first of its kind, or have you always feared I’d leave if given the chance?” Buffy asked, sorry for the bluntness in her voice. But it hurt a little, knowing that he thought she might up and leave him someday.

“‘Its kind?’” he asked as he came fully awake.

“The dream,” Buffy said, looking him in the eyes. “The apartment, Xander, Willow, Dawn, my leaving you, have you had them before?” she asked and Obi-Wan looked away from her.

“Yes,” he told her softly, nodding his head. “Did you see it?”

“Yes,” Buffy told him simply, nodding her head. “Do you honestly think I’ll leave you?” she asked, trying to mask the hurt in her voice.

“Can you honestly tell me you wouldn’t, if someone found the way?” he asked, meeting her eyes now. Buffy was shocked by the harshness to his voice, he sounded, mad at her.

“Yes!” she told him, without a second’s hesitation. She slid off the bed to stand in front of him. She meant it too, she loved him very much, and while she missed her family a lot, she wouldn’t give him up, not for anything. Now she was mad, he was calling into question everything they had ever been. Questioning her love and her loyalty. To her horror, tears began to fill her eyes. She didn’t want to cry, he always went gooey when she cried and she wanted to get this figured out now.

“I love you, you idiot,” she told him, pulling in the tears, her voice just a little softer. “I’m not going anywhere.” She sat down next to him and reached over and took his hand. “I mean sure, I miss my family, and I always will. But you, you are my family now. You and Anakin and Padme. I don’t know what I’d do without you.”

“But it’s your home, you say so all the time,” he argued with her. “’Back home we do this’ and ‘back in my world’, you don’t even think of this as your home.”

“Oh,” Buffy said, nodding her head. It had never occurred to her that such innocent words could cause so much pain and worry. “Obi-Wan, earth will always be my home. It’s where I grew up, where my life started.” He nodded his head, not happy to hear that at all. “But,” she said gently, smiling at him. “I love you, and this is where I want to be now, and forever.”

“I love you,” he told her as she nodded her head.

“I love you too Obi-Wan,” she said, running her free hand over his cheek. “But I need you to trust me too.”

“I do trust you,” he told her and Buffy nodded her head.

“I know you trust me when it comes to life or death.” She looked him in the eyes now. “But I need you to trust this.” She put their joined hands over her heart, then over his. “I need you to trust in us.” Obi-Wan nodded his head and Buffy leaned in and kissed him. What started as little more than a gentle kiss of reassurance and comfort, quickly turned to something much more than that and Buffy ran her hand through his hair before forcing herself to pull away.

“I love you,” she reaffirmed, smiling.

“I love you,” he said, taking a deep breath. “I’m just-”

“Scared,” Buffy cut him off and he nodded. “Well, you can’t be scared, ‘fear leads to anger, anger leads to-’”

“Hate,” Obi-Wan whispered, cutting her off now.

“And I don’t want you to hate me,” Buffy said, putting her head on his shoulder and wrapping her arms around his waist, her tone sad and a little scared. It worried her, that his fear of her leaving could...sway him. That that fear could ever turn his love for her to hate made her shudder.

“I’m sorry,” Obi-Wan said, putting his hand around her shoulder, rubbing her arm with his thumb. “You’re not going anywhere, I know you’re not.”

“That’s right, Obi-Wan Kenobi, you’re stuck with me,” she told him and he chuckled.

“Well, I can’t think of a better person to be stuck with,” he told her and she giggled softly. She was sure that things between them were far from perfect, but for now it would have to do. She knew that he knew she wasn’t going anywhere, and that was all he needed right now. She pulled away from him and took his hand, pulling him out of the bed with her.

“What are you doing?” he asked and Buffy smiled back at him. Not that she wasn’t worried, she was worried, worried for him, worried for them, worried for Anakin, and worried for the world. Just another day in the life of Buffy Summers.

“We need to go see Anakin,” she told him, going over to the closet when it slid open. “He has things to tell us, and we have things to tell him.

“It’s the middle of the night,” Obi-Wan pointed out, like she might not know. She let go of his hand to reach into her closet and turned around and smirked at him. He knew just what they had to tell him, but what news could Anakin have?

“Trust me,” she said, pulling down her tunic and pants. “He’s awake.”


“It’s the middle of the night,” Anakin informed them, when he opened the door for the two Jedi. Buffy smirked at him and Obi-Wan smiled apologetically.

“Were you sleeping?” Buffy asked as Padme walked into the room, she too was fully awake.

“No,” he said, shaking his head. Buffy could see the fatigue and worry behind his eyes. He was trying to hide it, and not doing a very good job of it.

“Don’t you want to know how I knew that?’ she asked and he rolled his eyes before nodding his head and gesturing them in.

“Elisa, Obi-Wan, how nice to see you,” Padme said and Buffy smiled at her.

“How are you feeling?’ Buffy asked and Padme smiled, she wasn’t telling them something as well, only she didn’t know how to hide it like a Jedi.

“Well,” she told her, nodding her head as she walked over and sat down next to Anakin. Buffy noticed she reached for his hand as soon as she was close enough.

“Ok, so,” Buffy sat down and Obi-Wan followed suit. “So, Obi-Wan and I have something we need to discuss with you, something we’ve need to know.” Buffy didn’t even know how they were going to go about telling Anakin this.

“You do?” Padme asked and Buffy nodded her head.

“We do,” Buffy said, nodding her head. She took a deep breath and reached out for Obi-Wan’s hand. “And you’re probably not going to like it,” Buffy said as Obi-Wan wrapped her hand in his. “I’m not even sure where to start,” she said, looking down at her lap for a moment. She looked up and met Anakin’s eyes, she couldn’t help but see the scar that wasn’t there, had they changed his destiny already?

“Anakin, Obi-Wan told you everything about me, about earth and my home, right?” she asked and Anakin nodded his head, not really seeing the point. “He told you I came here for a reason?”

“Yes,” Anakin said, looking from Buffy to Obi-Wan. “He didn’t know what the reason was though, just that you knew something of our future.”

“Right,” Buffy agreed, nodding her head. “He didn’t know what it was, until right before Aeten II.” Buffy looked at Obi-Wan and she sighed. “I was still learning to guard my thoughts, and Obi-Wan saw something, something I’d hoped none of you would ever have to see.”

“What?” Padme asked, leaning forward a little. Anakin, feeling very restless all of a sudden, stood and walked behind their couch and began to pace. Buffy stood up and her hand slid from Obi-Wan’s. She walked over to the edge of the couch and watched Anakin pace, her face a mask of calm. On their way over, Obi-Wan and Buffy had decided it would be easiest to show Anakin her vision.

“It would be easiest to show you,” Buffy said and Anakin looked up at her, meeting her eyes. “But it’s going to be really hard to see.”

“It’s about me, isn’t it?” Anakin asked and Buffy nodded her head once. Anakin took a deep breath and nodded his head.

“Are you sure?” Buffy asked and Anakin nodded again. Buffy walked over and met him, she reached up and placed her hands on his temple and he did the same. Their eyes fell closed as Buffy pulled Anakin into the vision and Padme looked over at Obi-Wan. He had a very concerned look on his face and Padme worried about what Anakin was seeing.

“Is it really bad?” she asked and Obi-Wan looked up at her and met her eyes. He could lie to her, but she’d know it in a few seconds by Anakin's reaction, so he nodded his head slowly. A few seconds later Buffy’s hand flew from Anakin's temple and he stumbled backwards swearing loudly in Huttese. Padme and Obi-Wan were both on their feet before Anakin was done.

“You came here,” Anakin said, looking at Buffy, he was angry, Buffy could see it in his eyes, but anger was easier to defuse than fear, at least she thought so. “To stop that?” His voice was rising and he was breathing kind of hard.

“Anakin, what did you see?” Padme asked, coming around the couch. Obi-Wan stood and Anakin's eyes shot to him, and Obi-Wan could see a little of the old Anakin, the jump-to-conclusions, often-arrogantAnakin,before Padme had helped to turn him around.

“You knew this?” he accused and Obi-Wan nodded his head. “And you didn’t tell me?!” he demanded.

“I thought it would hurt you to know,” Obi-Wan defended. “And I didn’t think you needed to know, that.. that monster, that’s not you.”

“But it could be, isn’t that what you’re telling me?” Anakin was yelling now and Buffy was letting him, best he get it all out, but she wasn’t going to continue to let him yell at Obi-Wan.

“It was my decision not to tell you, my call,” Buffy said and Anakin turned back to Buffy.

“Tell him what? Anakin, what are you talking about?” Padme asked but Anakin didn’t seem to hear her as he glared at Buffy.

“Trust,” he said and Buffy looked confused at the shift in conversation. “You told me, ‘you have to trust.’” Buffy nodded her head as he spoke the words from her dream.

“Anakin, at first, I didn’t know you, I wasn’t sure how much I could tell you, and then after I did I knew it would only hurt you to know,” she told him and he bristled as he took a step towards her.

“Then why tell me now?” he demanded and Buffy took a step towards him and looked up at him.

“Because, I didn’t want my not telling you to lead to what I was trying to stop!” she almost shouted at him, and none of them had any trouble understanding why she was so formidable, despite her size. “Because I had another dream, and I couldn’t let you turn into that...thing!” She took another step, close enough that she could poke him in the chest, which she did. “Look.” She looked up at him and met his eyes, held them. “I don’t think he’s in you, not anymore. But I had to be sure.”

“Would someone please tell me what is going on?!” Padme demanded and all three of them turned to look at her. Obi-Wan noticed Anakin’s eyes softened immediately when he looked ather, and his shoulders began to slump. Now worry filled his eyes as well as the anger.

“We were only ever trying to help,” Obi-Wan said and Anakin took a deep breath. Padme walked over to him placing her hand on his shoulder. He looked down at her and sighed as he nodded his head.

“I’m sorry,” he said, looking from Buffy to Obi-Wan, both nodded their heads and Padme took his hand and pulled him back to the couch.

“Tell me,” Padme said and Anakin looked to Buffy who nodded her head and proceeded to tell Padme everything.


Half an hour later, Buffy finished her story. They were all sitting in silence now, thinking things over; Padme clung to Anakin's arm like a life line and Anakin continued to look down at her, as if to reassure himself that she was still there. Buffy, her tale finished, was resting her head on Obi-Wan’s shoulder.

“I just can’t see Anakin doing it,” Padme said after a long moment.

“But I could,” Anakin stated and Padme looked up at him.

“Yes,” Obi-Wan agreed, nodding his head, as much as he didn’t want to admit it, it was a possibility. “But it all depends on the choices you make.”

“And how you handle this new vision of yours,” Buffy said and Anakin looked at her.


“Someone is showing me your dreams,” Buffy told him and he looked positively shocked. “I’m not sure what they mean, I couldn’t interpret them like you probably can.”

“It’s Padme,” Anakin said and Buffy nodded her head.

“That much I knew,” she said and Padme squeezed Anakin's arm.

“She’s dying, in childbirth,” he told them and Buffy nodded her head, she had thought it must be something of that sort. “But I won’t let it happen,” he told them, his voice defiant.

“Anakin,” Buffy said when she thought of a question she’d never really gotten an answer to. “What is Obi-Wan talking about when he said you were the ‘chosen one?’” Buffy asked referring to her vision of the two Jedi fighting on the lava river. Anakin looked over to Obi-Wan and Buffy looked in-between them.

“There’s a Jedi prophecy, about the one who will bring balance to the force,” Anakin told her and Buffy nodded her head. “Qui-Gon thought it was me.”

“Don’t you think so?” Buffy asked and Anakin sighed as he looked up at her.

“It’s hard to believe that about myself sometimes,” Anakin said and Buffy smiled. The mere fact that he doubted himself now spoke volumes for the progress he’d made over the last two years. The old Anakin very much believed it would be him to fix everything about the Jedi.

“Qui-Gon was very sure,” Obi-Wan said. Buffy turned to look at him. “Anakin is a creation of the force-”

“Wait, what?’ Buffy asked and Obi-Wan looked at her.

“I have no father, “Anakin said, smiling at her. “One day my mother just found herself with-child, I have no mortal father.”

“Oh, ok,” Buffy said, nodding her head. She could understand that, after all, her little sister was made from her and energy, not the same, but close.

“Huh, I thought I'd have to explain that a little more,” Anakin said and Buffy smirked and nodded her head.

“You’d be surprised,” she told him. “You may have no father, but my little sister didn’t have a father or a mother.” They all looked at her a little funny and she sighed and then she explained. “She was a ball of energy turned into a human.”

“Why?” Obi-Wan asked and all three of them looked at Buffy. Anakin seemed quite relieved to have all the attention off himself for a moment.

“The ball of energy, it was a kind of a key to a door to another world, a very bad world. And these very powerful monks, holy men, needed me to protected this key from a very bad woman, so they took part of me, and put it into the energy and then made it human. They gave me, and everyone around me, fake memories of a life with a little sister, a life that, really, never happened,” Buffy explained, turning the very long story into a few short sentences.

“Ok, well...” Obi-Wan looked a little confused.

“I’ll tell you more later,” Buffy said, turning back to Anakin. “We need to talk about you right now.” She thought over her new info and nodded her head. “So, no father, what else?”

“He has a higher Midichlorian count than Master Yoda,” Obi-Wan put in and Buffy nodded her head.

“And all this means he’s supposed to bring balance to the force?” Buffy asked, though she didn’t really expect an answer, she nodded her head in thought. “Having a destiny sucks, huh?” she asked and Anakin nodded his head in agreement.

“And the vision?” Padme asked, speaking up for the first time in a while. “Of me dying in childbirth?”

“I don’t think they’re real,” Buffy said simply. All three of them now wore identical looks of shock.

“What?” Anakin asked, sounding a little outraged.

“Listen,” Buffy said, quieting him before he went off on a rant again. “Have you ever had any other visions, beside the one about your mom and this one?”

“No,” Anakin said simply and Buffy nodded her head.

“I thought as much,” Buffy said, standing up and walking behind the couch she and Obi-Wan were sitting at. She began to pace behind it as she thought. “What if someone was giving you these visions? Trying to manipulate you to the dark side? First with the fear of losing your mother, then the fear of losing Padme. I mean,” she looked at Anakin and sighed. “Don’t hate me ok, but think about what you might have done if Padme hadn’t been there with you when you saved your mom?” Anakin looked ashamed as he nodded his head. “And now with Padme, whoever is doing this, they know you’d do anything to see Padme safe.”

“But who?” Anakin asked, looking up at her again. She was right, he would do anything to keep Padme safe, but turn to the dark side for it, surely not.

“I’ll tell you what I think, but you’re not going to like it,” Buffy said, pulling herself up onto the back of the couch.

A/N- I know, I’m sooooo mean. Hehehehe... I hope you all like this. And I look forward to seeing what you think!
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