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“I see Commander
Cody is as touchy and possessive as Ponds.” Mace said dryly as
Obi-Wan entered the council chamber.

Flushing a bit
while rubbing at the hickeys on his throat, Obi-Wan gave a slight nod
and moved to the chair, settling down comfortably despite being a bit
sore. “He says all the vode are, something about knowing they have
something.” He cleared his throat.

There was some
chuckles.

“My sons are the
same, they tend to give me gifts with the wolfpacks markings on, like
my current favorite robe,” Plo said with some amusement as he
relaxed in his chair. “It does make undercover missions harder but
I take it as a challenge.”

Smiling wryly and
ignoring Yoda’s cranky expression, Obi-Wan noted with some
amusement how relaxed everyone actually looked, relaxed and well
rested.

He hadn’t seen
this even before the war, there was always so much to do and too few
Jedi.

But now they had
the troopers, so many people that didn’t take shit from even the
Senate and therefor didn’t let shit go to the Jedi.

And now they were
also helping with the slavers, slavery and pirates. Were helping with
the hutts.

The hutts were now
scared of the troopers.

And the Jedi were
looking the other way as they were finally allowed to breath and
sleep.

And those who
engaged in relationships, be they platonic or romantic, were getting
so much more from the troopers who wrapped around them with safety
and love on all ends.

Fingers pressing
lightly against the dark hickeys on his neck, Obi-Wan smiled to
himself before relaxing into his seat as the meeting began with the
last arrival of Depa, the lady sporting rather telltale marks on her
own neck and a glow about her.

The Jedi Order was
finally happy, it was more than any of them could have imagined
getting those three years of war.

()()()

Dropping into the
booth at Rex side, Cody smiled smugly at the rest of the higher
ranking vode as they playfully jeered at him for being late. “Well,
what’s the news?” He questioned.

The last few months
since the fall of the Sith and the revelation of all the betrayals
that had truly been going on had been beautiful.

Beautiful to see
their Jedi finally regain their hope, beautiful to see color return
to their cheeks and light to their eyes.

Beautiful to hear
the positive news from medics almost weekly as their Jedi regained
lost weight and stress was starting to fade from them as the troopers
shored up and rallied around their Jedi to blow everyone away.

Beautiful to follow
Jedi around on their normal assignment, not war. Beautiful to
see them meditate in peace.

Wolffe smirked,
rubbing his eye scar a bit. “Plo called me, four missions out to
the rims apparently to deal with some slavery rings and scare the
hutts.” He winked and Cody let out an amused sound as he bet that
was not what Plo had said, scaring the hutts.

More likely the
Jedi had said ‘deal’ with them.

But ah well, vode
were going to do as vode wanted and if putting the fear of messing
with Jedi into a few hutts what was what the trip out to the rims
required then that was what they were going to do. Because no one
touched the clones Jedi.

Ponds just gave him
a dreamy smile, sighing in happiness and sipping his drink.

He didn’t even
want to know what the other was thinking as he was most certain it
had to do with certain dark skinned Jedi.

Rex just gave him a
lazy smirk. “Heading out with Skywalker on a peace mission with
Amidala.” He said wryly and they all sniggered at that. Peace
mission, sure, more like a vacation with his wife.

Life was good Cody
thought as he sipped the drink a waiter came with, relaxing as around
him the clone only cantina buzzed with the sounds of his brothers and
contentment.

Life was good and
Cody had his General’s love.

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“I see Commander
Cody is as touchy and possessive as Ponds.” Mace said dryly as
Obi-Wan entered the council chamber.

Flushing a bit
while rubbing at the hickeys on his throat, Obi-Wan gave a slight nod
and moved to the chair, settling down comfortably despite being a bit
sore. “He says all the vode are, something about knowing they have
something.” He cleared his throat.

There was some
chuckles.

“My sons are the
same, they tend to give me gifts with the wolfpacks markings on, like
my current favorite robe,” Plo said with some amusement as he
relaxed in his chair. “It does make undercover missions harder but
I take it as a challenge.”

Smiling wryly and
ignoring Yoda’s cranky expression, Obi-Wan noted with some
amusement how relaxed everyone actually looked, relaxed and well
rested.

He hadn’t seen
this even before the war, there was always so much to do and too few
Jedi.

But now they had
the troopers, so many people that didn’t take shit from even the
Senate and therefor didn’t let shit go to the Jedi.

And now they were
also helping with the slavers, slavery and pirates. Were helping with
the hutts.

The hutts were now
scared of the troopers.

And the Jedi were
looking the other way as they were finally allowed to breath and
sleep.

And those who
engaged in relationships, be they platonic or romantic, were getting
so much more from the troopers who wrapped around them with safety
and love on all ends.

Fingers pressing
lightly against the dark hickeys on his neck, Obi-Wan smiled to
himself before relaxing into his seat as the meeting began with the
last arrival of Depa, the lady sporting rather telltale marks on her
own neck and a glow about her.

The Jedi Order was
finally happy, it was more than any of them could have imagined
getting those three years of war.

()()()

Dropping into the
booth at Rex side, Cody smiled smugly at the rest of the higher
ranking vode as they playfully jeered at him for being late. “Well,
what’s the news?” He questioned.

The last few months
since the fall of the Sith and the revelation of all the betrayals
that had truly been going on had been beautiful.

Beautiful to see
their Jedi finally regain their hope, beautiful to see color return
to their cheeks and light to their eyes.

Beautiful to hear
the positive news from medics almost weekly as their Jedi regained
lost weight and stress was starting to fade from them as the troopers
shored up and rallied around their Jedi to blow everyone away.

Beautiful to follow
Jedi around on their normal assignment, not war. Beautiful to
see them meditate in peace.

Wolffe smirked,
rubbing his eye scar a bit. “Plo called me, four missions out to
the rims apparently to deal with some slavery rings and scare the
hutts.” He winked and Cody let out an amused sound as he bet that
was not what Plo had said, scaring the hutts.

More likely the
Jedi had said ‘deal’ with them.

But ah well, vode
were going to do as vode wanted and if putting the fear of messing
with Jedi into a few hutts what was what the trip out to the rims
required then that was what they were going to do. Because no one
touched the clones Jedi.

Ponds just gave him
a dreamy smile, sighing in happiness and sipping his drink.

He didn’t even
want to know what the other was thinking as he was most certain it
had to do with certain dark skinned Jedi.

Rex just gave him a
lazy smirk. “Heading out with Skywalker on a peace mission with
Amidala.” He said wryly and they all sniggered at that. Peace
mission, sure, more like a vacation with his wife.

Life was good Cody
thought as he sipped the drink a waiter came with, relaxing as around
him the clone only cantina buzzed with the sounds of his brothers and
contentment.

Life was good and
Cody had his General’s love.

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Grunting in shocked
surprise as Obi-Wan stood with him in his arms, Cody quickly wrapped
his legs around the Jedi’s waist without pulling away from the mans
lips as they continued kissing. He could feel the world pass them as
Obi-Wan took one step after another without looking, knowing his own
home like the back of his hand.

Which brought them
to the privacy of Obi-Wan’s bedroom that had Cody rumbling in
happiness as Obi-Wan settled down on the bed instead, the smell of
clean sheets and tea filling even this small space of Obi-Wan that
the commander could easily recognize as his Jedi.

The issue of oxygen
eventually became to much and Cody pulled back to breath sharply,
watching Obi-Wan lick his lips as if curious to the taste even as the
Jedi gave a little whine of loss when Cody withdrew from the kiss
swollen lips.

“Vode.” Cody
started, panting with his lips pink and swollen from their kiss.
“Vode like to mark, to bite. Please tell me if that’s alright for
you.” He begged, rocking in the Jedi’s lap. He knew from Ponds
that Windu was not fond of biting at all and only put up with a
minimum of it so Ponds had to satisfy his desire to mark by sucking
and lightly nibbling at the dark skin to leave hickeys behind.

But by the First
light, if Obi-Wan could put up with being bitten then Cody would
leave every mark on the others body to show the galaxy that this Jedi
was claimed and loved.

Obi-Wan stared at
him for a long moment, long enough to frighten Cody before he
suddenly fell back over the bed, his hands in Cody’s uniform grays
to pull him down on top of the Jedi as he bared his throat to the
Commander. “Please.” He pleaded, his voice ragged.

What could Cody do
except but follow and sate his own cravings, lowering himself on one
arm along Obi-Wan’s shoulder to nip and lick at the pale skin and
tease the carefully tended to beard hair on the underside of the mans
jaw, lipping them gently.

A chorus of soft
mewls and breathy sigh were his reward and there would never come a
day when Cody would forget the sound of those.

They turned loud
when he finally bit down to mark the pale skin, working in the shape
of his teeth in Obi-Wan’s skin to let everyone know.

His Jedi, his
Obi-Wan.

Beautiful Obi-Wan
who was as emotionally constipated as the rest of the Jedi Order but
always with a gentle smile for his men and always trying forward,
trying to keep his morals even in the face of adversary and pain.

His.

Only his for this
night and any other night Obi-Wan chose to give himself over.

His hands hurried
to undo the buckle of the others belt and loosen the sash, his free
hand pushing the tunic to the side so he could caress the others
chest slowly before moving down the stomach, feeling every muscle
contract at the sensation with Obi-Wan arching into the touch with
loud pleasured noises.

It was almost too
much, overwhelming to Cody’s senses as everything was filled with
Obi-Wan, the others hands on his nape and back, nails dragging along
his clothed back sure to leave marks of their own, the scent of musk
and sweat, the taste of salty skin and the cries of pleasure.

Rasping raggedly,
Cody moved to where the neck meet shoulder, lapping at the skin
before suddenly sinking his teeth into it which drew a scream from
the Jedi’s throat as his nails dug into Cody’s neck and back.

“Cody!” He
begged, hips bucking upwards.

“Ner jetii.”
Cody rasped against the skin, lapping soothingly at the vivid red and
more than likely sore skin before he levered himself up to kiss the
other deeply, groaning into his mouth as their hips rocked together.

His affection
starved Jedi.

Tendering the kiss
slowly, Cody swallowed harshly before lifting his head, smiling when
Obi-Wan gave a pitiful whine and ground their hips together. “Shh…
I got you cyare. Darling one. Love of my heart.” He whispered,
pressing butterfly kisses over Obi-Wan’s flushed cheeks, nose,
forehead and eyelids before claiming his lips once again as Obi-Wan
calmed down enough to realize this wouldn’t be a one time thing at
all, realized Cody would be there for as long as the Jedi allowed.

Which if Cody had
anything to say would be the rest of their lives.

Well he could hope
at least and the best way to ensure that was a happy, healthy man as
he worked the other nude beneath him, devouring him slowly to rob
Obi-Wan of every sense but the feelings of pleasure and love.

If Cody could, he’d
string the karking galaxy on a thread for Obi-Wan but he didn’t
have that power, so the next best thing would have to do. All of
Cody, heart, soul and body.

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Grunting in shocked
surprise as Obi-Wan stood with him in his arms, Cody quickly wrapped
his legs around the Jedi’s waist without pulling away from the mans
lips as they continued kissing. He could feel the world pass them as
Obi-Wan took one step after another without looking, knowing his own
home like the back of his hand.

Which brought them
to the privacy of Obi-Wan’s bedroom that had Cody rumbling in
happiness as Obi-Wan settled down on the bed instead, the smell of
clean sheets and tea filling even this small space of Obi-Wan that
the commander could easily recognize as his Jedi.

The issue of oxygen
eventually became to much and Cody pulled back to breath sharply,
watching Obi-Wan lick his lips as if curious to the taste even as the
Jedi gave a little whine of loss when Cody withdrew from the kiss
swollen lips.

“Vode.” Cody
started, panting with his lips pink and swollen from their kiss.
“Vode like to mark, to bite. Please tell me if that’s alright for
you.” He begged, rocking in the Jedi’s lap. He knew from Ponds
that Windu was not fond of biting at all and only put up with a
minimum of it so Ponds had to satisfy his desire to mark by sucking
and lightly nibbling at the dark skin to leave hickeys behind.

But by the First
light, if Obi-Wan could put up with being bitten then Cody would
leave every mark on the others body to show the galaxy that this Jedi
was claimed and loved.

Obi-Wan stared at
him for a long moment, long enough to frighten Cody before he
suddenly fell back over the bed, his hands in Cody’s uniform grays
to pull him down on top of the Jedi as he bared his throat to the
Commander. “Please.” He pleaded, his voice ragged.

What could Cody do
except but follow and sate his own cravings, lowering himself on one
arm along Obi-Wan’s shoulder to nip and lick at the pale skin and
tease the carefully tended to beard hair on the underside of the mans
jaw, lipping them gently.

A chorus of soft
mewls and breathy sigh were his reward and there would never come a
day when Cody would forget the sound of those.

They turned loud
when he finally bit down to mark the pale skin, working in the shape
of his teeth in Obi-Wan’s skin to let everyone know.

His Jedi, his
Obi-Wan.

Beautiful Obi-Wan
who was as emotionally constipated as the rest of the Jedi Order but
always with a gentle smile for his men and always trying forward,
trying to keep his morals even in the face of adversary and pain.

His.

Only his for this
night and any other night Obi-Wan chose to give himself over.

His hands hurried
to undo the buckle of the others belt and loosen the sash, his free
hand pushing the tunic to the side so he could caress the others
chest slowly before moving down the stomach, feeling every muscle
contract at the sensation with Obi-Wan arching into the touch with
loud pleasured noises.

It was almost too
much, overwhelming to Cody’s senses as everything was filled with
Obi-Wan, the others hands on his nape and back, nails dragging along
his clothed back sure to leave marks of their own, the scent of musk
and sweat, the taste of salty skin and the cries of pleasure.

Rasping raggedly,
Cody moved to where the neck meet shoulder, lapping at the skin
before suddenly sinking his teeth into it which drew a scream from
the Jedi’s throat as his nails dug into Cody’s neck and back.

“Cody!” He
begged, hips bucking upwards.

“Ner jetii.”
Cody rasped against the skin, lapping soothingly at the vivid red and
more than likely sore skin before he levered himself up to kiss the
other deeply, groaning into his mouth as their hips rocked together.

His affection
starved Jedi.

Tendering the kiss
slowly, Cody swallowed harshly before lifting his head, smiling when
Obi-Wan gave a pitiful whine and ground their hips together. “Shh…
I got you cyare. Darling one. Love of my heart.” He whispered,
pressing butterfly kisses over Obi-Wan’s flushed cheeks, nose,
forehead and eyelids before claiming his lips once again as Obi-Wan
calmed down enough to realize this wouldn’t be a one time thing at
all, realized Cody would be there for as long as the Jedi allowed.

Which if Cody had
anything to say would be the rest of their lives.

Well he could hope
at least and the best way to ensure that was a happy, healthy man as
he worked the other nude beneath him, devouring him slowly to rob
Obi-Wan of every sense but the feelings of pleasure and love.

If Cody could, he’d
string the karking galaxy on a thread for Obi-Wan but he didn’t
have that power, so the next best thing would have to do. All of
Cody, heart, soul and body.

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The vode have
months ago admitted to themselves that they are possessive creatures
and no longer shy away from showing the galaxy that they are.

That the Jedi are
theirs, theirs to protect and love if the Jedi will only let them.

So its with that in
mind that Cody steps into the Jedi temple, map on his comm to find
Obi-Wan’s quarters.

A few glance at him
curiously but don’t stop him, most even give him a small smile
either of recognition or greeting as the Jedi do not fear their clone
companions. Nor should they, not anymore as the chips in their brains
that the Jedi will never learn of have been taken care off by the
troopers themselves.

Nothing will happen
to them again, not as long as the GAR is around.

But Cody has only
one Jedi on his mind today, one that needs him and one that he needs
to check on to ensure is alright.

Obi-Wan.

He has the code to
the quarters and carefully gets himself into the rooms Obi-Wan lives
in, finding the Jedi sitting on his own worn, brown leather couch
with his head in his hands and a fine tremble in his strong frame.

He can’t help but
settle his hand on Obi-Wan’s back at that, he hopes its a
comforting weight for the Jedi.

Yet he looks so
tired to Cody, just a kind of tired weariness that Cody wishes he
could take away from his Jedi as Obi-Wan peers up at him with a small
smile though the surprise and appreciative eyes makes him want to
preen because its the Jedi, his Jedi, looking at him with appreciation

because Cody is in the uniform.

Still Cody does not
expect what comes next from their brief banter as Obi-Wan’s hand
gently close around his wrist and pulled, bringing Cody down into his
lap in a straddling position with his free hand tenderly cupping
Cody’s cheek.

It steals his
breath, that touch.

But what shatters
him is the soft scratch of Obi-Wan’s beard when their lips are
sealed, the kiss deep and its Obi-Wan whose initiated it,
Obi-Wan whose taken the step to do this. This moment could break Cody
if he allowed it but instead he gets comfortable and takes control of
the kiss.

Unlike certain
vode, he knew to keep just such an intimate moment private from the
rest of the world.

Licking into
Obi-Wan’s mouth he tastes mint and tea, his hands coming up to cup
the back of the others head to tilt it back and deepen the kiss even
more, loving the little mewling noise that escapes the Jedi’s
throat and this is what Cody’s been waiting for.

This little noise
and Obi-Wan in his arms, he’s been waiting for this since before
any Jedi came to Kamino and Cody can’t help but feel like he’s
finally come home as Obi-Wan’s arms wind tight around his waist and
pulls Cody in tight to his body, practically desperate for the touch.

And he whimpers
when Cody finally pulls back to breath, leaning after him to chase
the kiss. “No…”

“Shh. I’m right
here cyare.” Cody whispered, rubbing their noses before tapping
their foreheads together in a vode greeting. “Not going anywhere. I
can stay here all night if you want.” He promised.

“All night?”
Obi-Wan licked his kiss plumped lips, peering up with wide,
vulnerable eyes.

“All day and all
night… Obi-Wan.” Cody leaned back in, kissing his desperate Jedi
with care as he gave a fresh little whimper at his own name.

His poor affection
starved cyare.

Cody would do right
by Obi-Wan.

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The vode have
months ago admitted to themselves that they are possessive creatures
and no longer shy away from showing the galaxy that they are.

That the Jedi are
theirs, theirs to protect and love if the Jedi will only let them.

So its with that in
mind that Cody steps into the Jedi temple, map on his comm to find
Obi-Wan’s quarters.

A few glance at him
curiously but don’t stop him, most even give him a small smile
either of recognition or greeting as the Jedi do not fear their clone
companions. Nor should they, not anymore as the chips in their brains
that the Jedi will never learn of have been taken care off by the
troopers themselves.

Nothing will happen
to them again, not as long as the GAR is around.

But Cody has only
one Jedi on his mind today, one that needs him and one that he needs
to check on to ensure is alright.

Obi-Wan.

He has the code to
the quarters and carefully gets himself into the rooms Obi-Wan lives
in, finding the Jedi sitting on his own worn, brown leather couch
with his head in his hands and a fine tremble in his strong frame.

He can’t help but
settle his hand on Obi-Wan’s back at that, he hopes its a
comforting weight for the Jedi.

Yet he looks so
tired to Cody, just a kind of tired weariness that Cody wishes he
could take away from his Jedi as Obi-Wan peers up at him with a small
smile though the surprise and appreciative eyes makes him want to
preen because its the Jedi, his Jedi, looking at him with appreciation

because Cody is in the uniform.

Still Cody does not
expect what comes next from their brief banter as Obi-Wan’s hand
gently close around his wrist and pulled, bringing Cody down into his
lap in a straddling position with his free hand tenderly cupping
Cody’s cheek.

It steals his
breath, that touch.

But what shatters
him is the soft scratch of Obi-Wan’s beard when their lips are
sealed, the kiss deep and its Obi-Wan whose initiated it,
Obi-Wan whose taken the step to do this. This moment could break Cody
if he allowed it but instead he gets comfortable and takes control of
the kiss.

Unlike certain
vode, he knew to keep just such an intimate moment private from the
rest of the world.

Licking into
Obi-Wan’s mouth he tastes mint and tea, his hands coming up to cup
the back of the others head to tilt it back and deepen the kiss even
more, loving the little mewling noise that escapes the Jedi’s
throat and this is what Cody’s been waiting for.

This little noise
and Obi-Wan in his arms, he’s been waiting for this since before
any Jedi came to Kamino and Cody can’t help but feel like he’s
finally come home as Obi-Wan’s arms wind tight around his waist and
pulls Cody in tight to his body, practically desperate for the touch.

And he whimpers
when Cody finally pulls back to breath, leaning after him to chase
the kiss. “No…”

“Shh. I’m right
here cyare.” Cody whispered, rubbing their noses before tapping
their foreheads together in a vode greeting. “Not going anywhere. I
can stay here all night if you want.” He promised.

“All night?”
Obi-Wan licked his kiss plumped lips, peering up with wide,
vulnerable eyes.

“All day and all
night… Obi-Wan.” Cody leaned back in, kissing his desperate Jedi
with care as he gave a fresh little whimper at his own name.

His poor affection
starved cyare.

Cody would do right
by Obi-Wan.

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“Okay, please run
that by me again.” Anakin questioned, eyes wide as he ogled at his
master with shock, shields long ago blown wide open thanks to the
multiple shocks throughout the day from falling out of bed, the
shower turning ice cold mid washing, to Palpatine apparently being
the karking Sith lord and traitor to all, not to mention puppet
master supreme to the entire war effort to this.

“Mace Windu and
Commander Ponds fell out of a supply closet when a padawan opened it
looking for items. Mace sans his tunic and Ponds without his armor.”
Obi-Wan hummed, walking beside Anakin towards the former Chancellor’s
office with Anakin, right behind the Judicial forces in the joint
investigation they had been tasked with to investigate and examine
the office for anything left behind that could be added to the
evidence tally though strictly speaking they wouldn’t need it with
the holovid of Palpatine and Dooku talking.

Rubbing his face
wearily, Anakin opened his mouth then closed it again and gave a deep
sigh. “Can I just go back to bed now? I would like to just go back
to bed. And honestly should I be involved in this investigation at
all? I was a close personal friend of the Chancellor, I might be
biased.” He trailed off, tucking his robe around himself. “I’m
already compromised.” He added bitterly.

The entire group
slowed down at that, most looking at Anakin with either sympathy or
pity.

He hated the latter
though and looked away with a dark frown on his face.

“If you want
Anakin, I could comm the temple and ask for another Jedi to join us.
You’re right that you are in all honesty compromised when it comes
to Sheev Palpatine and the friendship he had with you.” Obi-Wan
murmured softly, settling his hand on Anakin’s shoulder and
squeezing.

Glancing at his
former master, Anakin gnawed on his lips in thought before nodding.
“Please. I’d rather go work on the ships in the temple.”

Squeezing his
shoulder, Anakin gave a nod. “Of course. Just go Anakin, no one
will blame you, you have a valid reason for not doing this.”

Letting out a deep
breath the blond gave a little bow and turned, hearing Obi-Wan pick
up his comm.

Honestly, maybe he
should just go to Padme’s office instead or go home and relieve the
nannies to look after Luke and Leia.

Staying with his
kids sounded like a wonderful thing honestly.

‘That’s easier
at least then this, this mess of politics and… traitors.’ Anakin
thought darkly, thinking of Palpatine and all the long conversations
they had and all the ‘my boy’ and… ugh he was nauseous now.

()()()

Sighing tiredly and
rubbing his face with his hands, Obi-Wan rested his face in his hands
after a few moments before making a soft noise when warm hands rested
on his back.

“You should take
a break General.” Cody murmured.

“…I’m not
even going to ask how you got into my room Cody.” Obi-Wan whispered
before slowly glancing up, peering at him with a small smile that
turned into surprise when he saw what the other was wearing. “I
wasn’t aware you had an officer uniform.” He stared at the
outfit.

“Figured walking
into the temple in my armor wasn’t exactly right.” Cody smiled
wryly, his hands still on the others back.

Peering at the
other for a long moment, Obi-Wan smiled softly, turning a bit on his
chair to catch Cody’s wrist.

Before he could
question himself or regret anything, he pulled Cody down into his lap
and kissed him deeply, cupping his face with his free hand and
deepening it slowly.

He wasn’t going
to regret this.

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“Okay, please run
that by me again.” Anakin questioned, eyes wide as he ogled at his
master with shock, shields long ago blown wide open thanks to the
multiple shocks throughout the day from falling out of bed, the
shower turning ice cold mid washing, to Palpatine apparently being
the karking Sith lord and traitor to all, not to mention puppet
master supreme to the entire war effort to this.

“Mace Windu and
Commander Ponds fell out of a supply closet when a padawan opened it
looking for items. Mace sans his tunic and Ponds without his armor.”
Obi-Wan hummed, walking beside Anakin towards the former Chancellor’s
office with Anakin, right behind the Judicial forces in the joint
investigation they had been tasked with to investigate and examine
the office for anything left behind that could be added to the
evidence tally though strictly speaking they wouldn’t need it with
the holovid of Palpatine and Dooku talking.

Rubbing his face
wearily, Anakin opened his mouth then closed it again and gave a deep
sigh. “Can I just go back to bed now? I would like to just go back
to bed. And honestly should I be involved in this investigation at
all? I was a close personal friend of the Chancellor, I might be
biased.” He trailed off, tucking his robe around himself. “I’m
already compromised.” He added bitterly.

The entire group
slowed down at that, most looking at Anakin with either sympathy or
pity.

He hated the latter
though and looked away with a dark frown on his face.

“If you want
Anakin, I could comm the temple and ask for another Jedi to join us.
You’re right that you are in all honesty compromised when it comes
to Sheev Palpatine and the friendship he had with you.” Obi-Wan
murmured softly, settling his hand on Anakin’s shoulder and
squeezing.

Glancing at his
former master, Anakin gnawed on his lips in thought before nodding.
“Please. I’d rather go work on the ships in the temple.”

Squeezing his
shoulder, Anakin gave a nod. “Of course. Just go Anakin, no one
will blame you, you have a valid reason for not doing this.”

Letting out a deep
breath the blond gave a little bow and turned, hearing Obi-Wan pick
up his comm.

Honestly, maybe he
should just go to Padme’s office instead or go home and relieve the
nannies to look after Luke and Leia.

Staying with his
kids sounded like a wonderful thing honestly.

‘That’s easier
at least then this, this mess of politics and… traitors.’ Anakin
thought darkly, thinking of Palpatine and all the long conversations
they had and all the ‘my boy’ and… ugh he was nauseous now.

()()()

Sighing tiredly and
rubbing his face with his hands, Obi-Wan rested his face in his hands
after a few moments before making a soft noise when warm hands rested
on his back.

“You should take
a break General.” Cody murmured.

“…I’m not
even going to ask how you got into my room Cody.” Obi-Wan whispered
before slowly glancing up, peering at him with a small smile that
turned into surprise when he saw what the other was wearing. “I
wasn’t aware you had an officer uniform.” He stared at the
outfit.

“Figured walking
into the temple in my armor wasn’t exactly right.” Cody smiled
wryly, his hands still on the others back.

Peering at the
other for a long moment, Obi-Wan smiled softly, turning a bit on his
chair to catch Cody’s wrist.

Before he could
question himself or regret anything, he pulled Cody down into his lap
and kissed him deeply, cupping his face with his free hand and
deepening it slowly.

He wasn’t going
to regret this.

So Moddy, your fic ‘andthentherewasnone’? Might we find out what Padme has to say about the Senate reaction to possessive clones? Is the rest of the GAR command getting the message? Has Hondo or Cad Bane come through with any interesting information? Inquiring minds really REALLY want to know! Thank you for another MARVELOUS read!!!!

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Rubbing her cheek
against Anakin’s collarbone, Padme breathed out tiredly. “Its a
bit scary if I’m honest. Its not something that gets really spoken
about in the Senate but only idiots don’t realize the situation
with the troopers right now.” She murmured.

Being new parents
were exhausting and curling into Anakin’s warm body was really
nice.

She hadn’t really
slept the night through since the twins were born and neither had
Anakin honestly since he was staying with her for the duration.

Padme had also been
a bit disturbed to realize that a team of troopers were constantly
keeping her under observation too since the babies were born too,
apparently she by extension of being Anakin’s wife, was also
considered ‘theirs’.

And usually she’d
be very upset by that revelation but so far it wasn’t manifesting
in a dangerous way like a possessive or abusive lover would.

No, they followed
her yes, kept an eye on her apartment and offered her help with the
twins but other then that they stayed out of the way and didn’t
involve themselves in her day to day life. It was almost like being
followed by even more discreet shadows then her handmaidens.

The gentle petting
Anakin was doing was really nice though, the way Anakin was teasing
her scalp and playing with her hair.

He sighed deeply at
her confession. “I know. We know too. We all know but we’re not
really sure what to do about it. We can’t really stop them if they
really want to you know, they are autonomous creatures just like we
are and… well…” Anakin hesitated.

Shifting a bit to
raise her head off his chest and look at him, Padme waited for him to
mull over his words.

Sighing, Anakin
nervously fluttered his mech fingers. “They aren’t really doing
anything bad. Honestly none of know what to do but for the first time
Jedi actually feel like someones looking out for them, the entire
Council is in doubt what to do, some are even thinking of engaging in
relationships with their troopers and just… we really don’t know
what to do.” He looked at her a bit helplessly.

Padme could
understand that actually.

The troopers
weren’t slaves, even if they were disbanded, where in the galaxy
would they go?

And the Jedi were
now the only ones who could honestly actually control them at least
to some degree or at least the only ones the GAR actually listened
to.

The idea of other
Jedi contemplating relationships did surprise her though.

“So… wait and
see it is still?” She questioned and Anakin nodded.

“Wait and see…
its all the Jedi are doing too since we’re not sure how to go
forward honestly.” Anakin confessed to her.

She nodded into his
chest.

The two lovers were
unaware of the shit storm the vode were about to unleash on the
Senate however and would remain blissfully unaware until morning when
the revelation about the utter betrayal of Sheev Palpatine would come
to light.

But at least for
now, the entire Order at large were happily unaware of the Command of
the Vode meeting up with Cad Bane who had retrieved the information
Yan Dooku had offered up to the troopers in return for leniency for
the future.

Happily unaware of
the fallout of such information and the outright hunt for Palpatine
supporters both in the Senate and in the GAR leadership that weren’t
vode that would come afterward.

Sometimes ignorance
was bliss.

So Moddy, your fic ‘andthentherewasnone’? Might we find out what Padme has to say about the Senate reaction to possessive clones? Is the rest of the GAR command getting the message? Has Hondo or Cad Bane come through with any interesting information? Inquiring minds really REALLY want to know! Thank you for another MARVELOUS read!!!!

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Rubbing her cheek
against Anakin’s collarbone, Padme breathed out tiredly. “Its a
bit scary if I’m honest. Its not something that gets really spoken
about in the Senate but only idiots don’t realize the situation
with the troopers right now.” She murmured.

Being new parents
were exhausting and curling into Anakin’s warm body was really
nice.

She hadn’t really
slept the night through since the twins were born and neither had
Anakin honestly since he was staying with her for the duration.

Padme had also been
a bit disturbed to realize that a team of troopers were constantly
keeping her under observation too since the babies were born too,
apparently she by extension of being Anakin’s wife, was also
considered ‘theirs’.

And usually she’d
be very upset by that revelation but so far it wasn’t manifesting
in a dangerous way like a possessive or abusive lover would.

No, they followed
her yes, kept an eye on her apartment and offered her help with the
twins but other then that they stayed out of the way and didn’t
involve themselves in her day to day life. It was almost like being
followed by even more discreet shadows then her handmaidens.

The gentle petting
Anakin was doing was really nice though, the way Anakin was teasing
her scalp and playing with her hair.

He sighed deeply at
her confession. “I know. We know too. We all know but we’re not
really sure what to do about it. We can’t really stop them if they
really want to you know, they are autonomous creatures just like we
are and… well…” Anakin hesitated.

Shifting a bit to
raise her head off his chest and look at him, Padme waited for him to
mull over his words.

Sighing, Anakin
nervously fluttered his mech fingers. “They aren’t really doing
anything bad. Honestly none of know what to do but for the first time
Jedi actually feel like someones looking out for them, the entire
Council is in doubt what to do, some are even thinking of engaging in
relationships with their troopers and just… we really don’t know
what to do.” He looked at her a bit helplessly.

Padme could
understand that actually.

The troopers
weren’t slaves, even if they were disbanded, where in the galaxy
would they go?

And the Jedi were
now the only ones who could honestly actually control them at least
to some degree or at least the only ones the GAR actually listened
to.

The idea of other
Jedi contemplating relationships did surprise her though.

“So… wait and
see it is still?” She questioned and Anakin nodded.

“Wait and see…
its all the Jedi are doing too since we’re not sure how to go
forward honestly.” Anakin confessed to her.

She nodded into his
chest.

The two lovers were
unaware of the shit storm the vode were about to unleash on the
Senate however and would remain blissfully unaware until morning when
the revelation about the utter betrayal of Sheev Palpatine would come
to light.

But at least for
now, the entire Order at large were happily unaware of the Command of
the Vode meeting up with Cad Bane who had retrieved the information
Yan Dooku had offered up to the troopers in return for leniency for
the future.

Happily unaware of
the fallout of such information and the outright hunt for Palpatine
supporters both in the Senate and in the GAR leadership that weren’t
vode that would come afterward.

Sometimes ignorance
was bliss.