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The one with the Force - Chapter 2

Kenobi spends some time with Nara, and realises why, yet so young, she holds the title of the Head of Medic.

If you prefer to read it on AO3, you are more than welcome ;)

Plot of the story: A new tactic has been introduced to help the Jedi and the Clones to fight the War. A young, clumsy and stubborn head of medic and a respected Jedi Master may not be the best mix, however, for some reasons, the Force decided other way.

Pairing: Obi Wan Kenobi x Original Female Character

Warning: nothing in this chapter.

Words: 3 008

She was never a fan of Coruscant. There was something fishy about this place. Whether it was the underground, the bounty hunters that came here looking for a job, or politics, she didn’t know. But she did like one place though. Not the most fancy, or with the best food, but for sure the one that brought her some very nice memories. 

“I didn’t know you knew of this place”, she turned around, surprised to hear a familiar voice of a man she didn;t see for almost 2 weeks. The surprised look on her face, confirmed Obi Wan, that she indeed did not know they were back. He sat opposite her in the booth, ordering two of whatever she was drinking with his hand. 

“I didn’t get any information of your return”, she murmured, making room for him at the table. He looked around the papers and raised his brow. There were some about the healing properties of whatever the hell was in the pictures, some were in a language he was sure he had seen before, but didn’t understand and there were some plans, probably made by her. “Are you alright? Are there any injured ones? I should probably go back” he gripped her arm softly and smiled at her shaking his head. 

“No need to worry, Cody got a bit injured but your team has already taken care of him. Ashoka brought him to the med bay despite his furious attempt to run”, he chuckled, remembering the scene.”You are not needed. I heard you were out, and I was surprised to find you were here.”

“And which one of the traitors told you where I was?” she asked, cleaning the table just a little bit, to make sure that nothing would be destroyed in the possibility that any of the drinks would spill. 

“Dia seems to like me a bit more than you do”, he smirked seeing as she rolled her eyes. “I did have to bribe her with one of my brightest smiles, but she broke pretty easily.” The young woman chuckled, shaking her head slowly. “I would never guess you knew of this place, never much liked it.” He thanked the waitress who brought them drinks and looked at the bar, noticing the owner, waving at him, giving him a sign that he will greet him in a while, after he finishes whatever he was doing. 

“It was my go to place during my studies. I really like the tea they serve here”, she smiled while taking a sip of her drink. “If you are a bit more adventurous, you can ask Dex to add some alcohol there and there is no Force in the Galaxy that would make you not regret being awake the next day”, She smiled, proud of herself, when Obi Wan laughed out loud. She liked the sound of it. It has been about two months since their first meeting. They haven’t really spent much time together. To her surprise, the General didn’t get hurt that many times during the mission. And even if he was, the injuries weren’t serious enough for him to come see her. He did, however, bring his men up, with an apologetic smile, asking for some help. She learned he was quite chatty, when she let him, fun and sarcastic when no one was there to notice. And not to mention his laugh was so contagious that even during her worse days, she couldn’t help and at least smile back. She really did like the sound of that, very much indeed. Especially when it was accompanied with that little spark in his beautiful, blue eyes, that seemed to pull her closer and closer whenever they were together, alone. 

“I can’t imagine you being nothing but proper”, he sassed and she raised her brow as a challenge.

“You’re saying I’m boring?” his eyes widened for a second, and the little mischievous smirk coloured his lips. “I’m sure I would be able to drink you down under the table.” 

“Oh really now?” he murmured, the smirk never leaving his lips. He scooted a little closer, his arm going behind her, his head lowering to whisper in her ear. “I’d love to see you try, Doc.” Oh, how she hated when he did that! That sneaky bastard knew, he just had to know what reaction those kinds of moves bring out of her. She blushed, and was about to answer to his Kenobi-sm when a loud laugh caught her attention. 

“Kenobi! What a nice surprise”, she smiled at the owner, ignoring how the lack of the man's presence bothered her, when he pulled away from her, to greet Dex. “I did not know you knew each other.” 

“We work together”, she answered, scooting closer to Obi Wan once again, when Dex decided to join them at the booth. “Kind of”, she added after a while, trying to organize her papers. With Dex so close to them, it seemed like an easy way for them to get destroyed. 

“I’m not sure who I feel more sorry for, then”

“Hey!” they both half shouted, making the owner laugh loudly. Nara sighed and took a sip of her drink. As she was about to say anything to defend herself, a shrieking sound of her pager brought the table to her attention. 

“We need you, girl. A whole squadron is back from a mission. That doesn’t look good. We have only us here. Dia and some medics went out to help at another location. Team Beta is away until tomorrow.” Gal’s deep voice sounded distressed, which never seemed good. “I know it’s your day off…”

“I’ll be there in ten”, she interrupted him. It didn’t matter if it was her day off or not. Her team needed her. The Warriors needed her. “Get the equipment running. Divide the patience into four categories, leave the ‘A’s’ for me”, she hung up and stood up quickly. “I’m sorry Dex, Kenobi, but..”

“I’m coming with you”, the Jedi murmured, already getting ready to leave. “I’m with a spreader, it will be faster”, she only nodded, and smiling apologetically to Dex they both left. 

“Are you sure you know how to ride that thing?” She eyed the speeder with concern and sighed deeply. She hated those. She hated flying if she was being honest, but most of the time, she at least got some kind of protection. Here she was just holding to … nothing really, which if she was being honest with herself was her best idea of dying. 

“I’m not Anakin, but do give me some credit, Doc.” he winked at her and extended his hand for her to take. Hesitantly, knowing there are people who need her help, she obliged and sat behind him. “Hold onto me, scaredy cat!” Cycling her hands around his waist, she ignored the comment, indeed being scared to death, when it started. 

***

“20 patients all together. 19 Clones, one Jedi. The Jedi is an A+, we have Captain Rex as an A+++, so you decide what to do”, Gal continued talking, while preparing her for whatever was on the other side of the doors. “It's bad. We took care of 12 of the Ds, Cs and Bs. Just as you kindly asked, all of the As are yours.” The man’s eyes traveled to the Jedi as he squinted and sighed. “Things don’t look good there, General, you may have to say…”

“I liked you better, all quiet with your head in your books”, Nara interrupted him, giving him a pointed look. “I need all the patients that were taken care of to be taken to a different room. I want that room only for the As patients. How many Bacta Bombs do we have here?”

“Bacta bombs?” Kenobi asked, but was ignored by both of the medics. He heard the Hutts were acquainted with them, but whenever the Jedi Council tried to get their hands on it, it was taken as an offense by the Hutts. However, that mysterious girl was able to get them was a mystery to him. 

“We have three left. Dia took one, Fed two more and Hammond is already working on maintaining some more”, she nodded, and ignored the look of Kenobi’s on her back. She felt it in the Force. The pain and suffering. But rushing now would only bring chaos, which was the last thing that was needed now. She needed to focus on what she had to do. And if her predictions were right, she will not enjoy the aftermath of today's actions. 

“Put two of them in the rooms for the Bs and Cs patients. I will need one just in case. Please make sure that the life supporting Equipment for Captain and Jedi…” 

“Fisto”, the man finished, and she could feel a slight change of Jedi’s Force at the back. “They were back from one of the battles. Apparently it doesn't seem good out there.” 

“Ok, so I got 8 in there. Two critical and the rest ?” 

“If we would like to take a risk, I would say the bomb should be enough.” 

“You know what I think of the risk”, she murmured, tying her long hair in a high ponytail. She took a deep breath and walked into the room, disappearing from Obi Wan’s eyes. As he was about to walk in, a hand stopped him in track. 

“Not many people know what she’s really capable of. I guess she being your personal medic,  would lead to you finding out one day, but…” the man sighed and looked at the Jedi with the stern stare of a protective older brother. “Out there… She’s the boss, remember that, Jedi.” 

***

She could smell the blood in the air. She closed her eyes and searched through the patients. The situation wasn’t ideal, but she wasn't pessimistic either. She saw the Captain and the Master hooked to the machines and looked around at the other six. If she thought that through she should be able to help them all. However, one bad move, and at least two of them would be dead. Six was her best record. Six of Bs, none were ever in such bad condition. But this was War. It was different. Everyone did everything they could, so it was her time as well. 

She walked to the two of the most critical, ignoring the doors opening. She needed to focus on the patients. On the Force and the surrounding. But not the background. It was just her, the Force and the patients. She closed her eyes and extended her hands feeling the connection growing. She doesn’t believe she would ever get used to that first moment, when she does indeed connect with the Force. It’s like something is pushing her to the brightest place on the planet. There is nothing but that Light. It’s big, warm and fulfilling. Like there is nothing better than this. And yet, despite it being so Great, she knew that the longer she becomes one with it, the more she will suffer. 

His eyes widened when he felt it. It was like all the Force just gathered around her. It was like there was nothing around but her, like she has become one with the Force. No… it felt as if she was the Force at the moment. For bystanders it was nothing worth seeing. She did create a barrier which surrounded the two patients. But it was never really what meets the eyes and Obi Wan never felt as confused before. Especially that he has never felt her being Force Sensitive. 

He wanted to blink, swallow, but he felt like even these simple moves would have disagreed with whatever was happening now. He was rubbish at healing Force and he wasn’t afraid to admit that. He did, however, see other Jedi perform it and it was never truly anything like that. The wounds on Master Fisto were disappearing almost as if they were never there. While the nasty wound under Rex’ rib was slowly healing. It was incredible and yet petriffing. How was it possible that someone so young, so… so normal was able to become one with the Force. She was just a girl. A young woman. A medic person that brought a forgotten smile on his mouth, whenever, she truly spoke her mind. She was intelligent and incredibly talented. He saw her deal with minor and less minor injuries. She was well-equipped and knew enough to be able to deal with the situation without her team. A team of people older than her, and yet all of them respected her. No, it wasn’t just it. It was a bond much deeper than just respect. They trusted her and in her. Believed in her leadership and her knowledge. He learned pretty quickly that despite her age and kind of shy personality, she was indeed at the right position. 

A blink was enough for her to change the pace of the Force. It wasn’t as strong and bearing as it was. It was then he realized that Gal had moved and was already taking care of the Master and Rex. The oxygen masks were on, but Obi Wan felt as if they were just a precaution. They both looked much better, as if they were both just taking a nap. He looked at the girl who was focusing her attention on the other patients. The barrier has become bigger, but it wasn’t as thick as before. He did also notice how her breathing quickened. No one better than him understood that, indeed Force was something amazing, it could also become a double-welded sword, if used too much. 

He never saw anyone being able to heal as many people using just the Force. She wasn't a Jedi that was for sure. He was certain, she never even got proper training. For someone so talented, she was.. Well… clumsy. Something a person with even the basics of Jedi training wouldn’t be considered. She must have, however, been visited by a Jedi… And then it struck him. Master Windu. He knew her, probably more than anyone, and for whatever reason always ignored any questions related to her, almost as if despite the respect, she tormented him in some way. Kenobi wondered if she was one of the children that were refused by the parents, when the Jedi came to pick them up. It was possible, very likely, but there was also one more thing that bothered the young Master. Her incredible ability to control the Force and hide her sensitivity. Not many, even well trained Jedi, were able to do it, and yet, it looked so easy and effortless for her. 

And then it was over. The whole feeling was over. The barrier disappeared and he was able to move again. And he did, a couple of steps towards the woman, to be able to steady her, when she felt light headed. He could only imagine that she didn't feel the best now. Overusing the Force didn’t always end up well. He glanced at the patients and couldn’t help to feel the pride that the woman in his arms was his private medic. She did an amazing job and it was for that one moment he saw this small Light in the darkness, that this maybe a step forward for them and the Republic to win the War. 

“How about we sit down, Doc?” He asked softly, guiding her onto the small chair in the corner. He glanced at Gal who was taking care of the last treated patients, and he noted towards him. “What you did there was truly magnificent, Nara”, she smiled softly, trying to fight the headache that was creeping close. Ha sat her down, but never moved too much, making sure that she wouldn’t fall. The way her eyes were closing on their own, didn’t give him a sign that she was about to not fall asleep sitting on that chair. 

“Drink this, Ardan, you stupid girl!” Gal huffed, giving the girl a glass of what looked like water. As Kenobi was about to respond to what seemed to be a rude thing to say, the girl started to laugh quietly, gulping with disgust, whatever was in that glass. “I should have stopped you after you healed the Jedi. I hope the headache you will feel soon will teach you something.” And before she was able to respond, he walked away, to go see other patients. He gave a last warning glance at Kenobi and left the room. 

“Not the nicest man I have ever met…” The Jedi murmured, making the girl chuckle a bit. He pulled a chair from himself and sat down next to the girl, letting her drop her heavy head on his shoulders. 

“It’s a sign he cares. He likes to be in control, and when he loses it, he becomes very honest and well… Yeah you heard it. But is an incredibly talented man, not to mention he’s like a brother to me, so do care how you speak of him.” There was a hint of a joke in her tone, however, Kenobi was aware that he should just listen to her. 

“You’re the boss, Nara”, he murmured and grinned seeing her little smile. He looked around the room, just now realizing that before leaving, Gal did indeed take care of everything. The room looked clean, and all the patients were asleep. The Force seemed to be more stable and controlled, but this was all thanks to the girl on his arm, who was laying there on his arm. There were so many questions he wanted to ask, so many things he needed to know about, but it wasn’t a priority now. The key point was, to let this incredible girl just rest. And selfishly he closed his eyes, contempt in just resting in this quiet room, with nothing other than them two, the sleeping patients and a beeping of two of the machines. 

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Oh, this is so beautiful <3

sithywan my fucking beloved.

OR: In which Obi-Wan wasn’t trained to cope with a Clone drop-kicking him into a moral dilemma.

a gift for the amazing @frostbitebakery ‘s based on her fic I Got My Head Checked

[imtheonetheycallme]

The one with the Force - Chapter 1

So this happened. I have been fighting with myself whether I want to publish it, but well, OK.

English isn't my first language, so I do apologise for any silly (or less silly) mistakes :)

If you prefer to read it on AO3, you are more than welcome ;)

Plot A new tactic has been introduced to help the Jedi and the Clones to fight the War. A young, clumsy and stubborn head of medic and a respected Jedi Master may not be the best mix, however, for some reasons, the Force decided other way.

Pairing: Obi Wan Kenobi x Original Female Character

Warning: nothing in this chapter.

Words: 3 041

There were a lot of things Obi Wan Kenobi wasn’t sure of during this war. How long would it take, how many more of his men he would be forced to see dying, or how many times will Anakin disobey his order. But there was one thing General Kenobi knew for sure. He was tired and in pain. As much as the first one has become some kind of formality for him since his Master died, the second one was becoming an issue. It’s not like he didn’t go to the medics after each mission. But there always seemed to be an emergency before he was able to heal, he always felt like one of his lungs was collapsing, or just a rib making it harder to breathe. He never said it to anyone, but he just wanted to rest. He wanted the war to finally be over, so he, Obi Wan Kenobi could go and have a whole day just to himself. He knew it was selfish, but he didn’t care at this point. 

So when he heard a beeping he didn’t stop the groan leaving his lips. He hoped he would at least have an hour for himself, to just lay around and let his body heal. He wasn’t the 20 years old Padawan like Anakin or Ashoka, who seemed to never get tired. 

“We need you at the deck”, of course they did. He appreciated Cody, and Force, he couldn’t ask for a better Commdender, but damn, did he hate him at this particular moment. He could feel there was a commotion around. The clones were running around more frantically than normally, as if they were preparing for something. 

“Apologies General, but we got a call from Master Windu and Master Yoda” he smiled softly at the Clone and nodded his head, preparing himself mentally for yet another exhausting mission. 

“Masters, how can I help you?” He welcomed both of them, trying to hide how much he didn’t want to take part in this briefing. 

“We have some good news, Obi Wan”, Windu started and Kenobi knew he must be tired, cause he swore he saw the older Jedi smile. “For a while now, in top secret, we have been preparing a special operation.” He never liked anything that had a ‘top secret’ in its name. Especially if it was a secret, even he didn't know about. But he knew better to ask, so he just nodded as a sign of listening. “We prepared 10 teams of medics that would be deployed to each of the most crucial bases, that would consist of the most well-trained healers we have. All the Jedi Generals should have a healer for themselves, that would help you to be better prepared for the next battles.” It wasn’t easy to surprise Master Kenobi, but Kriff was he in awe. “There is a ship coming your way, with your medics. You and Skywalker will have your own private ones that will follow you through your missions. Whether you take them with you or leave them at the base is up to you.” The silence seemed to stutter for way too long, he felt it, and yet he wasn’t sure how to respond.For the first in a very long time, he didn’t know what to say, and he couldn’t wait to see Anakin’s face when he’s going to find out. 

“I won’t lie Master Windu, this is probably the best news I have heard for a very long time”, he chuckled to himself. “I didn’t know we were even preparing something like that.”

“Teams like that would give a lot of hope and probably boost our morale, yes”, he stopped and sighed.

“However, sure whether this would work we were not. Losing that boosted morale would have been a critical punch if we failed. Why this is, it is a secret we decided to make, even from you, master Obi Wan. Yes, hrrrm”, leave it to Master Yoda, to always truly know what he really thought. 

“Understood, Master”, the younger Master nodded. “We will prepare everything for them to land, then. How big are the teams?” 

“No big, around 5-10 people, depending on the amount of soldiers we have.” Windu answered. “They are well trained”, there was a pause and then a sigh “Trained by the best one of them.” There was something about it that didn’t sit well with Kenobi. “She will be appointed to you Kenobi. She is the head healer, however”, yet another sigh and even Yoda had to chuckle to himself. “Be wary, she is hard to take in.”

***

“So there we are”, she turned and smiled at the Twi’leks, second in command, head medic of her team and one of her best friends. “I didn’t believe it would work. When Yoda and Windu accepted that silly idea of yours, I was sure they were out of their minds, or desperate.” 

“Probably both”, she smiled to herself playing with her hair nervously. “And it’s good to know that you consider this mission silly, Dia.”

“Not anymore, but the idea itself was very controversial”, the Twi’leks rolled her eyes. “Not to mention that you are still just a kid, Nara”, Dia laughed when her friend’s fist landed on her arm. 

“I’m 27, thank you very much!!” She crossed her arm in front of her and smiled fondly, at her friend. “I am just a kid, right? It’s scary. I remember when we started the studies, I would never have imagined that I would be a head of medics at the age of 25 and be a part of the War against those scums.” They both came silent. It was unbelievable, truely, but there was no time for that. “I have to be honest. I’m nervous. When I proposed the idea, I didn’t think we would become private medics for the Generals. We will have a lot of work to do, you know?” 

“Yeah, I heard stories of Anakin Skywalker. But General Kenobi doesn’t sound much better”, there was a pause and a mischievous smile crossed Dia’s lips. “But I don’t think you mind that much.” Nara blushed a little bit and looked at the window, preparing herself mentally for the landing. 

***

Hard to take in. He wasn’t sure what Master WIndu meant by that, but Kenobi was sure that he had forgotten that he had Anakin as his Padawan for a long time. If the healer was the head medic, then she was probably an older lady. Nothing to worry about, he was sure. As much as he would get healed after his mission, he couldn’t care less, of whatever the old lady would talk about. 

He smiled to himself seeing a small cruiser landing. This new team would be a blessing for them. Of this he would be sure. A moving medic station was a brilliant idea that may change the course of the War. 

“There seems to be 5 medics and 2 pilots on board, with some equipment”, Cody stated calmly. “We have prepared quarters for them just as Master WIndu asked. Two separate ones for the Generals’ medics.” Kenobi nodded and smiled thankfully to the Clone. “That is a nice surprise, if I may say.” 

“Yes, definitely. Much better than another briefing on the mission.”, he started to walk to greet the team, frowning not seeing a head medic on the board. The average age of the team seemed to be around 40. “Welcome”, maybe she was still inside…”Thank you for coming. We were briefly informed by Master Windu about the situation, and let me tell you, I can not be more happy to have you here.” The group looked at him and they all smiled. A short, not higher than 160 cm, young girl, with big green eyes and long blonde hair stepped out of line, greeting him with a pleasant smile. 

“You must be Master Obi Wan Kenobi!” Her voice was calm and nice for the ears. “My name is Nara Ardan, and I am a head medic.” Well this definitely was a special day in the history of Jedi. It was once again that Master Obi Wan was lost with words. She was definitely not an old, grumpy lady he was expecting. She was young. Closer to Anakin’s age, than… Well, no it must have been a mistake. “It is a great honor to finally meet you! Mace isn’t really a man of compliments, but he does speak highly of you.” 

“Mace? You mean Master Windu?” He raised his brow. Not many people outside of the Order would speak his first name. Windu didn’t speak of her other than today, so Kenobi doubted that they were close friends. 

“Oh, yes, forgive me. I forgot he hates when I use his first name”, she chuckled and paused when a girl behind her coughed slightly. “Oh, apologies! Please Master Kenobi, please meet my team! This tall drink of water is Dia, my right hand, a second to commend in the medic base, and a new private doctor of Master Skywalker, who I see isn’t present.” 

“He does have a mission, with his Padawan”, Obi Wan smiled slightly at Dia, who nodded back. “I do have to apologize in advance, Dia, as a Master I did what I could…” Both women chuckled lightly at the humor. 

“These three blocks up there, are the finest men in the galaxy. And they specialize in bacta and internal issues. We ain’t the biggest team, but I can assure you, we are the best at what we do”, a little wink didn’t go unnoticed by the Jedi, who nodded his head. “Fed, Horrad, Gal, please meet General Obi Wan Kenobi.” Their handshake and posture were much more professional than their young boss’. What bothered Kenobi was the fact that the supposed head medic was the youngest out of them. He wouldn’t bother much if she was just the head of the team, however, if what Windu said was true, she was indeed a head of the Republic medics. “Is everything alright, General?” He didn’t realize he was striking his beard, eyes on the girl that was momentarily occupying his mind. 

“He has the same reaction as everyone else who found out that a kid like you is head of medics.” Dia murmured, making the Jedi shift uncomfortably. The man sighed and was about to apologize, when the young woman started to laugh.

“You are just 5 years older than me, so shut it will ya?” She turned her head to the Jedi, and it was the first time when the Master saw her serious. “I know and understand that my age may bother you, General Kenobi.” Her voice was still as calm as ever, but Obi Wan could feel it has become more strict and professional to what she sounded previously. “However, please be advised to not underestimate me just because I am a bit closer to the age of your previous Padawan than yours. Especially seeing how the same man seems to have the same respect in your eyes I lack.” He frowned, knowing that despite the softness to her voice, she was making a point. “However, as much as I understand that the respect must be earned and not just given, I ask one simple thing from you, Master Jedi.” She closed the gap that was separating them and looked up, to make sure she was looking straight into his eyes. “That you look at me based on my and my team’s achievements, rather than my age.” And before he was able to respond, she signaled the whole team to follow, asking one of the Clones to show them to their quarters. 

“Not gonna lie”, Cody chuckled still looking at surprised Kenobi, “I do like the feisty little Lady”. 

******

This was not how she wanted their first meeting to go. She expected the Clones would be wary of her, but seeing at his reputation, she expected more from General Kenobi. The way he looked at her, made her question all of the opinions she held so close about the Jedi Order. Or maybe, it was just her and her nerves getting the better of her… 

“I have to admit, that was sexy”, she turned around and raised her brow at Dia, who was standing at the entrance of their medic room. She had to admit, it was bigger than she expected. She wasn’t sure how much time Windu gave them to prepare it but it was a decent start to something much bigger and more organized “I thought your absurd adoration towards Jedi would stop you from fighting for yourself, and there you are” 

“Just because I admire them, doesn’t mean I will let them disrespect me, just because I am a little younger than they expected me to be. I was able to persuade Mace, nothing should be more difficult than that.” The woman smiled proudly at her younger friend. There were times when it was her that was responsible for defending the now head of medics. Her low self esteem was the only thing keeping her from being Great. It still pushes her back a lot, but it’s much better than it used to be. 

“Yeah, sexy” Nara couldn’t help the laugh that escaped her. “I let Fed know of the equipment. He’s taking care of it with the boys” the younger one nodded and smiled thankfully. “Not too many beds.” 

“No, but considering that it was put at the last minute, it’s not bad at all”, Dia smirked to herself, seeing how her little friend is already thinking of how to make it better in the most efficient and fastest way possible. If Dia had just one word to describe Nara, it would be Genius. And it wasn’t just a book smart thing. She understood, she adapted and used her gathered knowledge like a genius would. She was the youngest to ever enroll in the academy, and the youngest to finish it as well. However, Dia knew that despite Nara being a genius, nothing really came easy for her. No one spent as much time in the archives and libraries as she did. No one knew as much about the galaxy's medical herbs as she did. She was gifted, smart, talented but most importantly kind hearted. A must have for a healer. “How many bact bombs do we have?” 

“Not many I suppose. Making them isn’t as easy as we hoped. Horrad, would probably be of use to you when it comes to that. He would be happy to spend some time playing around it”. A single nod of acknowledgement. Nara was focused on the documentation, preparation and calculation. Dia always wondered what was inside of her friend’s mind when started to doze off and focus on more important issues. 

“Here”, she mumbled and gave Dia a list of things she thought were essential for the med room. “I am almost finished with the aid kit update. I still need to think of things or two. I would be grateful if you all would contribute to my ideas… I’m still working on the synthesizer, but it will take me a while, unfortunately. And I will need Fed help with it. Unfortunately I’m rubbish with technology.”

“Then I am sure, Anakin would be more than happy to help”, the both women jumped hearing a voice behind them. “Apologies, my ladies, I did not plan to scare you”. A sheepish smile was sent towards them, and for a second Nara wasn’t sure how this innocent and adorable man was considered one of the biggest threats by the Separatists. 

“I did hear Master Skywalker was more than adept with technology. He should easily find things to talk about with the boys.” Dia smiled and looked at Nara, who looked around the room, not to focus too much on the Master. She was truely adorably naive. “I'll send your wish list to the headquarters.”

“Thank you, and please go rest. Send the boys away as well please”, she half-shouted after her girl. “She works too much sometimes, seriously…” She murmured, forgetting for a second that she was not alone. “She… We were working until late yesterday so they didn’t get much sleep… You know…” She answered, playing with her little pen. Obi wan smirked to himself. It has been a while since he saw someone using something as simple as a pen. 

“What about you? You don’t seem to plan on resting”, he raised his brow at her, and walked inside the room. He hated med rooms, but for some reason it didn’t bother him to be in one right now. 

“First couple of days are crucial for us to build a strong and study med bay. I still have some things to do. As a head of med team I also need to contact other teams, to supervise how the situation looks like in other places. I don’t need that much sleep.” She bit her lip nervously, looking away. “But don’t worry I won’t forget about my duties as your private medic.” If she looked up, she would have noticed how his eyes softened and her comment. A small smile crept upon his lips and a weird sense of calmness spread inside of him. 

“You do have a lot of work.I do not wish to keep you busy, however, I do want to apologize.” This time her eyes traveled up to meet his blue ones, not expecting to hear that. “You are right, your age did surprise me. You are very young for someone who holds such an important position. However, I trust that I made a great mistake judging you before you had a chance to prove yourself.” He bowed slightly, making her take a step back by surprise. “Forgive me, I hope we can start off again on better terms.” A surprise was quickly replaced by a small, soft smile that brightened her whole face. She took some step forward and extended her hand. 

“It’s a pleasure to meet you, General Kenobi. I am Nara Ardan, I am a head of medics. I can’t wait to start working with you.” 

“Pleasure is all mine, Miss Ardan.”