Title: Time for Change
Disclaimer: If I owned them, why on earth would I need to be here?
Warnings: Spoilers for RD and possibly RS.
Summary: A mission to Borleias has unanticipated implications, and opens the eyes of Obi-Wan and his young apprentice Anakin.
A/N: This is my first posted fiction.so please be nice. And a special thanks to my beta for accepting the position.
Part one (Times for Change)
Thirty-three year old Obi-Wan Kenobi walked swiftly toward the council chambers. He had just gotten back from a grueling mission the previous day and he was pretty well worn out. The negotiations between the two tribes on Jellar had taken longer than he had expected.
Obi-Wan sighed. When he and Anakin had returned, both master and apprentice had collapsed on their respective beds. Having made his report before reaching the temple, there had been no need to report to the council immediately. But In the morning, he had been summoned to appear before the council. He left Anakin to continue his much needed rest, leaving a note for him to remember to go to his classes.
It appeared as if there was another mission on the horizon. Anakin was slightly behind in his studies. And the constant stream of missions was beginning to have their effect on his apprentice. /I could use a rest myself./
"Obi!" called a voice from behind him. Turning around, Obi-Wan found his best friend Bant making her way through the halls at almost a run.
"Hey Bant," Obi-Wan's wary eyes brightened. "It's nice to see you my friend. Miss me?" He smirked mischievously, turning back and making his way toward the turbo-lift with Bant close behind him.
Bant shook her head in amusement. "I haven't seen you since last month when you plunked in the bacta tank without even saying 'hello' to me. What happened? Did that last concussion of yours knock something around in you're head to make you take better care of yourself on your missions?"
Obi-Wan laughed, still grinning. "I don't know what to say Bant. Maybe Anakin is starting to think rationally.uh, that's not it." He tugged at his bearded chin. "Or maybe it's just trying to lull me into complacency so that when I go onto a particularly dangerous mission, I can come back and be brought into your care once again."
They came to a stop just outside of the lift that led to the council. "Whatever it is, the Healers Ward is not the same without Obi-Wan Kenobi fully ensconced there." Bant chuckled to herself. She slapped Obi-Wan on the back before releasing a sigh. "Well, I better be getting to the Council Chambers. I'm late as it is."
"You were summoned too?" Obi-Wan asked somewhat bemused.
"Yeah, I just got the message a few minutes ago." Bant shrugged. She palmed the lift open after a moment's hesitation. "I guess we'll find out what this is all about when we get there." She stepped inside, moving over to allow Obi-Wan in.
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When the lift reached its destination, Obi-Wan and Bant stepped out feeling a bit apprehensive. Obi-Wan was confused. /Why would Bant be called up with me now? / He unconsciously plucked at the sleeve of his robe.
Bant looked over at her friend. "What's wrong Obi?" She was confused. Obi-Wan was usually calm and very collected. Right now he was a beacon of nervous energy.
"I don't know." Obi-Wan considered his answer, and then shook his head. "It's as if.as if I'm missing something that I should already know." He clasped his hands in a conscious effort to stop his fingers from twitching. "Maybe it's nothing, but I can't seem to shake this feeling."
Coming to the council Chamber's door, Bant exchanged a worried glance with her friend. She laid a flipper on Obi-Wan's back to comfort him. Obi-Wan smiled at her, thankful to have such a good friend. Taking a deep breath, he released his anxiety into the Force before the doors opened to admit them.
Inside, they found a man who stood in the middle of the chamber, his hands clasped serenely in his robe sleeves. His hair lay down past his shoulders. When Obi-Wan and Bant walked into the room, the man turned around and stared straight into Obi-Wan's eyes.
Obi-Wan stifled a gasp. The man that stood there was none other than Qui- Gon Jinn.
Disclaimer: If I owned them, why on earth would I need to be here?
Warnings: Spoilers for RD and possibly RS.
Summary: A mission to Borleias has unanticipated implications, and opens the eyes of Obi-Wan and his young apprentice Anakin.
A/N: This is my first posted fiction.so please be nice. And a special thanks to my beta for accepting the position.
Part one (Times for Change)
Thirty-three year old Obi-Wan Kenobi walked swiftly toward the council chambers. He had just gotten back from a grueling mission the previous day and he was pretty well worn out. The negotiations between the two tribes on Jellar had taken longer than he had expected.
Obi-Wan sighed. When he and Anakin had returned, both master and apprentice had collapsed on their respective beds. Having made his report before reaching the temple, there had been no need to report to the council immediately. But In the morning, he had been summoned to appear before the council. He left Anakin to continue his much needed rest, leaving a note for him to remember to go to his classes.
It appeared as if there was another mission on the horizon. Anakin was slightly behind in his studies. And the constant stream of missions was beginning to have their effect on his apprentice. /I could use a rest myself./
"Obi!" called a voice from behind him. Turning around, Obi-Wan found his best friend Bant making her way through the halls at almost a run.
"Hey Bant," Obi-Wan's wary eyes brightened. "It's nice to see you my friend. Miss me?" He smirked mischievously, turning back and making his way toward the turbo-lift with Bant close behind him.
Bant shook her head in amusement. "I haven't seen you since last month when you plunked in the bacta tank without even saying 'hello' to me. What happened? Did that last concussion of yours knock something around in you're head to make you take better care of yourself on your missions?"
Obi-Wan laughed, still grinning. "I don't know what to say Bant. Maybe Anakin is starting to think rationally.uh, that's not it." He tugged at his bearded chin. "Or maybe it's just trying to lull me into complacency so that when I go onto a particularly dangerous mission, I can come back and be brought into your care once again."
They came to a stop just outside of the lift that led to the council. "Whatever it is, the Healers Ward is not the same without Obi-Wan Kenobi fully ensconced there." Bant chuckled to herself. She slapped Obi-Wan on the back before releasing a sigh. "Well, I better be getting to the Council Chambers. I'm late as it is."
"You were summoned too?" Obi-Wan asked somewhat bemused.
"Yeah, I just got the message a few minutes ago." Bant shrugged. She palmed the lift open after a moment's hesitation. "I guess we'll find out what this is all about when we get there." She stepped inside, moving over to allow Obi-Wan in.
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When the lift reached its destination, Obi-Wan and Bant stepped out feeling a bit apprehensive. Obi-Wan was confused. /Why would Bant be called up with me now? / He unconsciously plucked at the sleeve of his robe.
Bant looked over at her friend. "What's wrong Obi?" She was confused. Obi-Wan was usually calm and very collected. Right now he was a beacon of nervous energy.
"I don't know." Obi-Wan considered his answer, and then shook his head. "It's as if.as if I'm missing something that I should already know." He clasped his hands in a conscious effort to stop his fingers from twitching. "Maybe it's nothing, but I can't seem to shake this feeling."
Coming to the council Chamber's door, Bant exchanged a worried glance with her friend. She laid a flipper on Obi-Wan's back to comfort him. Obi-Wan smiled at her, thankful to have such a good friend. Taking a deep breath, he released his anxiety into the Force before the doors opened to admit them.
Inside, they found a man who stood in the middle of the chamber, his hands clasped serenely in his robe sleeves. His hair lay down past his shoulders. When Obi-Wan and Bant walked into the room, the man turned around and stared straight into Obi-Wan's eyes.
Obi-Wan stifled a gasp. The man that stood there was none other than Qui- Gon Jinn.