A / N - A very short lil one shot about Obi-wan reflecting on his feelings for Siri... Enjoy! :)

One last time. That's all I wanted, one last time to tell her how much I cared for her. She was there and then she was gone. We swore never to speak about our love, never to act upon feelings. Jedi's were not meant to love, not meant to grow attachments or feelings for a person. It was near impossible to obey the code, love wasn't meant to happen between us, it's an uncontrollable thing. When I was in that ship, when I was only young and a padawan, I curled up next to her, we were moments from death, it was not the fear of dying, it was the feeling of loosing each other. Only now I believe it would have been better if we had died then. I would not of experienced the pain and suffering I must now from loosing her. I'm just being self-fish. Nothing would of happened if I had died, Yoda is constantly reminding me how important I am for the council and should not let my feelings for Siri and her death get in the way.

Here I am now, watching the Jedi I fell in love with burn, at her funeral. I could feel the warming crystal, which she gave me in her final moments, burn in the pocket of my robe. Many people watched Siri, all mourning her death. I will miss her fiery spirit, she always brought life into something, always had a good time. She was a gallant warrior, I will always remember our saber competitions we had while we were padawans.

She had said to me, in her last few words, that she would always be with me, never leaving me side. I believe her. She pressed her lips to mine just before she went into the force, I felt her grew cold. I came near to the dark side, nearly brutally killing her killer. I didn't, there was too many other things I would loose if I ventured to the dark side. It is hard loosing the person you love, it will take me eternity to come to realise she died in my arms. I hadn't slept in days, and wondered around the temple at night, just like my old master did when he lost his loved one. Strange, happens to my master, happens to me, Qui-gon never really got over her death, I would always see him in his older years sitting in silence, the 'I wish you were here' face exposed on him, it was easy to sense the sadness within him, sitting on his own, the minutes he was in his own head, wishing for the impossible.

Sometimes I would hear Siri and see her without her actually being there, hallucinating, Anakin would always ask me who was I speaking to, and what's so special over there. It didn't take him long to find out what. Anakin was smart, he was going to be a Jedi knight soon, no doubt. He left me to have my own space for a while, although I usually enjoyed his sarcasm and joking personality, I did start snapping at him during the days after Siri's death.

I still had the will to live, although everything seemed to shatter without Siri. She told me I had to keep living, the force has created all our destinies, Siri's was maybe short-lived but I enjoyed every single minute of it, I sill never forget the memories I have with Siri Tachi. I took the warming crystal out of my pocket, it glowed brightly, it reminded me of her eyes. Crystal blue. I held it to my mouth and whispered. "I love you, Siri." It glowed more, and the I heard it whisper back.

"I love you too."