AU: Obi Wan is 14 years old and gets married. A surprise hits him when he turns 29. A very big surprise. Not giving any spoilers.

Disowner: I do not own any of the characters except for Amika and others you don't recognize.

Prologue

Obi Wan sat in the middle of the forest, meditating. He listened to the birds, the animals, the plants, everything. But then he heard the trees whisper something to someone else. A greeting to an old friend, not forgotten, but not seen in a while. A very long while.

Obi Wan listened harder, trying to catch their movements, trying to understand what they were doing, where they were going. But he couldn't understand it.

Their movements were staggered, and light. They were quiet and cautious. Whoever it was moved slowly, and barely made any noise. The wind, never reached them, so he could never tell their height or anything. Suddenly a noise behind him told Obi Wan that they were here.

He spun around whipping out his light saber. A girl stood, facing him, unperturbed that a light saber was at her chest threatening her life. She seemed unaware of the saber altogether. She had eyes only for Obi Wan.

"Amika, it has been a long time. What are you doing here?" Obi Wan asked looking at his long time friend. Amika smiled looking at the boy she had grown up with.

"Obi Wan, it's been way too long. I've been lonely. You promised you would return, but you never did." Amika said in a low voice. It wasn't murderous, but sweet and a teasing pain was hinted. Obi Wan smiled, and pulled his friend into a tight hug.

"Amika, you've changed. But I don't suppose you've changed your mind. Have you?" Obi Wan asked, Amika smiled and chuckled. She stared at him thoughtfully, her smile still on her face, and shook her head. Obi Wan sighed. He had hoped it wouldn't come to this.

"Obi Wan you know what I want, and may you also know that my parents are getting upset. They expected me to have my first child at my Time of Flowering, four years ago. But I told them I would wait, wait for you." Amika said in a voice that was low again. Obi Wan took her face in his hands. He looked into her silver grey eyes.

"Amika, my promise from years ago still stands. I will never leave you." Obi Wan said. He kissed her lips for a full, long minute. He pulled away slowly, looking into her eyes, questioningly.

"Obi Wan, both you and I know that that is not true. If your Jedi duties called you away while caring for our child, you would go. I know that being a Jedi means more to you than anything. You would put me and my children in second, but getting to Master is your current priority. I see it in your eyes." Amika said in a triumphant tone.

"It is true, but you can not deny that I love you. And you love me. I will love any child of ours. But for the current moment you are neither my wife nor do you have any children, mine or otherwise. So yes, being a Jedi is numero uno on my priority list. Until you are my wife and have born my kids, it will be so." Obi Wan said arguing like he always did.

Amika smiled and took him in her arms. She knew that he would do anything for her. But would he give anything for her? Would he give anything to her? All questions that were not to meant to be answered this day, this time. Amika held her betrothed in her arms, hoping he would never get loose again. Never again.

Obi Wan lay in his bed, his wife in a deep sleep next to him. He looked up at the ceiling, realizing what he had just done. He was… they were only 14 years old. Too young for parents, too young for marriage, yet here they lay, hours after their wedding, and already she could be pregnant.

The race in which he belonged to was a civil race. Most got married when they were 28 or 30 and had kids around 35 or so. In her race, once a girl went through something called the Time of Flowering, she was meant to have a child. Her race believed in, have as many kids, the first at the youngest age you can. There were some girls younger than her that had half a dozen kids already.

He was fourteen. Some kids his age were just barely thinking of dating girls. And yet here he was married. He was glad and happy that he had such a beautiful and wonderful wife. But is she the right one? What if there's another girl that's better for me out there? What if we were never meant to be? Obi Wan thought. But he shook his head, knowing she was the one. But don't all people think that about every one they date? What if I'm just going for the first girl I see? But what if I'm being paranoid? What if I'm just making this difficult for myself? The questions just kept pouring into his mind. He needed to find something to do. That wasn't asking questions.

He went to the middle of the floor and started meditating. His mind was blank, peaceful. He was at peace with himself finally. The unanswered questions retreated to the back of his mind, forgotten.

Suddenly, the peacefulness in his mind was gone and images flashed through his mind. He saw them all clearly and recognized each picture. The meaning of each burned into his memory. He gasped as the images grew more obvious, when suddenly they all linked together and formed a film. He watched it, shaking his head in horror.

He couldn't let this happen. He wouldn't let this happen, no matter how time torn them apart until then, he would never, ever let this happen. Not to her, not to them. He looked over at his wife once the film stopped. But he couldn't see her. He hung his head, knowing it just got harder. He tried to get up, but couldn't. Apparently there was more.

Suddenly a master of the Force appeared, one that was long since dead. He looked like grave news was burdening him, like there was more to learn.

"Obi Wan, your journey is far from over. You have just begun something that will involve all of your commitment. Not a little bit of it, not 75, every single drop of commitment in your body. You will use every milligram of perseverance in you; every centimeter of your body will hurt; you will use every single muscle and bone you know of and some you have yet to learn about. You will become stronger and wiser because of this." The Master said in deep tones that sounded like velvet. Obi Wan nodded, but the man was not finished.

"You have seen the outcome of this if you fail. But only if you fail. If you only do 50 of it before the time's done, only 50 will come true. But you must try your hardest. You will not leave now. No, no, you have many years to prepare for this journey. You have many years ahead of you to train, many years to understand what and who you are." The man said. He then disappeared. The room around Obi Wan dissolved, and Amika appeared on the bed. Obi Wan sighed, and went over to the bed again. He lay back down and smiled. He wanted to enjoy this before it was over. Before everything could be over.

Sorry it was so long. But so many good ideas. Hope you enjoyed it! Please review and tell me what I did wrong.