The room was cold and Satine pulled up the blankets to cover her bare skin. She looked around the room for something to put on, Obi-Wan cloke was lying beside the bed and she grabbed it and pulled it on. Lucky thing this was so close, other wise I would have had to get out of the bed and get something else. Uuuugggg it's so cold. Satine curled up in her husband's cloke and snuggled up close to his side feeling the warmness of his body against hers. Satine Opened the close allowing her skin to touch her back. Obi-Wan's largest scar ran from his left shoulder to about the middle of his back. This scar was accompanied by many other smaller scars. If a stranger was to look at Obi-Wan, they would think that Obi-Wan had lived the first 20 years as a slave to a master who liked to beat his subjects, Little would they know this is the price the Jedi pay for the galaxy. Satine ran her fingers over some of his scars, she hated them, they were a reminder of all the pain he had gone through to try to end the war, to try to help someone he had never met before. They were also a reminder of his selfless actions and how he would put his life on the line for thousands who would never know who he was. She knew being a Jedi was always going to be a big part of Obi-Wan's life and she had no intentions to take that away from him, it was what made him who he was. Obi-Wan groaned and rolled over to face his wife. "Good Morning my darling." he said kissing her forehead, "Did you sleep well?" satine didn't speak, she only noded and nuzzled her head against his chest. His soft hairs brushing against her face, she smiled, she knew he would know she was content. Ob-Wan reached over and used the force to bring his data pad to him. Putting one arm around Satine, he begun to read the remaining documents Dexter had sent him. This is all stuff we know. Why would someone want to hide all this away from the Jedi Order? It's like this is a copy of the records we already have, just this one is locked and the other one isn't. That's strange, I didn't know Mandalore traded with the black market before the rule of Prime Minister Almic. I always thought Mandalore was too proud to trade in that matter. I suppose you do learn something every minute of your life. Obi-Wan chuckled to himself remembering the time Qui-Gon had told him that.
"Maybe this does not look like a lesson" Qui-Gon said laughing "But I assure you this is the only way you'll learn this." Qui-Gon said walking into the cantina.
"Master I disagree, I am sure there is another way for me to learn to fight under the influence of a drug." Obi-Wan called after his master. "Master! Master wait, don't leave me." the boy hurried after his master. Obi-Wan was 18 years of age, old enough to drink and fly a starship without a legal adult. "Master, I don't think this is a good idea. Jedi are not supposed to go into places like this unless we are gathering information." Obi-Wan was all about doing things by the book, any step off the course and he would be the one to point it out.
"Oh come on Obi-Wan, have a little fun." Qui-Gon said nudging Obi-Wan, "Don't tell me you don't know what fun is." Qui-Gon wa someone who loved the adventure and was always finding new ways to piss off the high council.
"Master I do know how to have fun, but I also know how to sense when something is a very bad idea, and this master is a very very bad idea." Obi-Wan said trying to be the voice of reason. "Master, can't I learn this the same way all the other Padawans are learning this?" Obi-Wan had been opposed to this idea from the moment Qui-Gon had brought it up last week.
"Obi-Wan, do you want to learn how to blend in and be able to fight under the influence of a drug or not?" Qui-Gon said turning to face his student.
"I do master, but-" Obi-Wan started but was abruptly cut off by a tall guy who walked up to the two Jedi and reached out and started shaking his hand.
"I'm Timethy, Call me Timmy." the mas said holding onto Obi-Wan's hand.
"Ok..........." Obi-Wan said trying to pull his hand back in, "I'm.... Ben." he finally managed.
"So, Ben," Timmy said still tightly holding Obi-Wan's hand, "Did you hear about the shooting?"
"Shooting?" Obi-Wan asked shocked, "No I didn't, tell me about it....um...Timmy was it?"
"Oh the shooting was bad, the only good this was, was it was cupid's arrow that hit me and you're the first person I saw." Timmy said laughing in Obi-Wan's face. "I Like you, you're a handsome young man. Do you like men or woman?"
"Wait what?" Obi-Wan said yanking his hand back. "I don't want to go on a date with you! Master a little help here?" Obi-Wan said looking desperately at his master his eyes pleading his master to help him out of this one.
"Sorry Timmy, but Ben here already has a man in his life and that man would be me." Qui-Gon said putting his arm around Obi-Wan. "Enough flirting Ben, dear. Let's move along and find our friends." Qui-Gon grabbed Obi-Wan's arm and led him off further into the cantina.
"Maser! What in the name of the galaxy was that all about?" Obi-Wan said yanking his hand back from Qui-Gon this time.
"You asked for my help. That's not my problem if you don't like how I chose to help you." Qui-Gon said laughing. "But for what it's worth, you should have seen your face, oh wait you can!" Qui-Gon took out his Holoprojector and showed Obi-Wan a hologram he had just taken. Obi-Wan looked modified and very angry. Qui-Gon burst out laughing. He slapped Obi-Wan on the back, "Oh come on 'Ben' have a little fun!"
"Fine. But you're paying." Obi-Wan said taking a seat at the bar.
"Fine by me, as long as you have more than five drinks." Qui-Gon said smirking.
"Challenge accepted master." Obi-Was said giving Qui-Gon the same evil eye.
    (About 12 or 15 drinks later)
"Master, I need to tell you something." Obi-Wan slurred to his master.
"And what that 'Ben' is it your confession that you love me?" Qui-Gon made a jab at the earlier events, but got no reaction from Obi-Wan.
"No master it's not. It's about Satine Kryze." Obi-Wan said his eyes drifting around the room as if he was looking to make sure no one else was listening to their conversation. "I married the duchess master." Obi-Wan confessed.
"Wait you what?" Qui-Gon said loudly.
"Shhhhhhhhhh. Geez master. Keep it down." Obi-Wan slurred, "You see, i thought she was a really hot chick. So I asked her if we could have sex, she said she would only lay with a man she was married to, so I asked her to marry me so we could have sex."
"So you got married so you could have sex? That's dumb." qui-Gon said taking a sip of his drink.
"Ha! Totally got you!" Obi-Was said splashing his drink on the man sittin next to him. "No we had sex before we go married. You know because I'm smooth-"
"Hey you little dweeb! Watch what the hell you're doing." a man said, "You just spilled your drink on my new shirt you worthless skug!"
"Whoah, whoah, me?" Obi-Wan asked pointing to himself, "or this pile of drunken bantha poodoo?" he said now pointing to Qui-Gon. Thre man reached out and grabbed Obi-Wan by the tunic and threw him on the ground.
"I could care less if it was not you. I don't like you." he said drawing his gun. "So bye bye little fuc-" Buzz, Obi-Wan's lightsaber was nothing but a blur of blue light as it cut through the man's blaster.
"Aw, I'm sorry, did I forget to mention I am a Jedi Knight?" Obi-Wan said jumping onto the bar table. He waved his lightsaber above his head getting the room's attention. Soon the cantina was quiet and everyone was looking at him. "I'll have everyone know that every 3 hours a Jedi knight dies protecting the republic while you worthless pathetic life formes drink yourselfs to death. We risk our lives and all that shit for you people! For you ungrateful brats! What do we get back from doing that? Nothing, freaking nothing!!!!!!!!!!" Obi-Wan was not pacing on the table commanding his audience. "You think being a Jedi is easy? You try getting 3 hours of sleep and then waking up hungry with no food and going off to fight a blasted army! We fight in far too many wars as it is. People think all Jedi do is walk around and threaten people with our lightsabers and they just do as we say, well sorry to bust your bubble but we actually have to go out there and get our asses worked to the blasted bone to get one syco to put their damn blaster down! Shit ain't easy." Before Obi-Wan could finish his speech a droid officer came into the cantina.
"Jedi Padawan Obi-Wan Kenobi and Jedi Knight Qui-Gon Jinn, you are under arrest for starting a bar fight." the droid said.
"I stand corrected we do get an award for our hard work." Obi-Wan said deactivation his lightsaber, "we get fuc-"
"Please come with me." the droid said taking Obi-Wan's lightsaber from him and placing force resistant handcuffs on both him and Qui-Gon.
    Everything was louder than it should be as Obi-Wan laid in his cell he could hear Qui-Gon groaning from across the hallway. "Master is that you?" Obi-Wan called softly from his cell.
"Obi-Wan there is no need to yell." Qui-Gon said back to him. "What happened?"
"You don't want to know." Obi-Wan said looking down shamefully, "I made a total ass of myself last night." he said taking a seat near the door of his cell. "No one is going to ever forgive me for what I did."
Qui-Gon got up and walked to the door of his cell and looked out through the cell bars. "I'm sure it was not that bad Obi-Wan." he said in a reassuring tone. "But for what it's worth what did you do?" Obi-Wan force listed his data pad over to Qui-Gon. Qui-Gon looked at the file that was open. It was the holonet news. Jedi Padawan rants about life as a Jedi was the name of the document. Obi-Wan sighed and looked down, "I can't believe I actually did that!" Obi-Wan said sounding defeated.
"Well how bad can it be? It's not like anyone recorded it." Qui-Gon said with a wiry smile.
"About that master, you recorded the whole thing and sent it to the holonet crew." Obi-Wan said looking at his master.
Qui-Gon laughed nervously, "I did?" he asked suddenly glad he was not in the same cell as Obi-Wan, "Well I was drunk, ok. It's not like you could have saved that rant for another time. Besides it's not half wrong."
"Master, you're supposed to try to make me feel better about what I did, like say it is going to be okay or something like that." Obi-Wan said looking down at his feet.
'Well all I can say is that we are always learning, from our mistakes and from our victories." Qui-Gon said smiling at his Padawan, he really was lucky to have Obi-Wan. The boy kept things interesting. "Obi-Wan, I think what we can take away from this is that you should never drink and I should listen to you when you say it is a bad idea." Qui-Gon force lifted the datapad back over to Obi-Wan, "After all my young appearance, we are learning every second that we are live."
    The sound of people yelling broke into Obi-Wan's thoughts, suddenly he was no longer in a cell on Coruscant with Master, he was back on the republic starship with his wife Satine.
"They are back!" someone outside his room yelled.
"What do we do?" Yelled another. "I'm too young and beautiful to die!"
"No you ain't you ugly piece of bantha poodoo." another yelled back. "But what should we do?"
"Tell Hondo! Get the Jedi!" someone else was yelling. "If the Jedi Can't help us, then I don't know who can." 
What the hell is going on now? Sounds really bad if they think Jedi can't take care of the situation. Obi-Wan thought to himself, who is back? Obi-Wan gently shook Satine awake and reluctantly clambered out of bed. BOOM! An explosion rocked the ship, although the ship was on the planet's surface, it felt like they were in space. BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!
"What is that?" Satine yelled at Obi-Wan and they hurried to dress themselves.
"I'm not sure, but I have a feeling we are about to find out, even if we don't exactly want to." Obi-Wan said using the force to call his two lightsabers to his hands. He clipped them to his belt and exited the room.

(The master Padawan bond is the second most important thing for a Jedi Padawan, the first being the construction on their lightsaber)

(I'll be using this photo again for a one shot, I have a really good idea for a story)