A/N: Ok well this is my first star wars fic so please be gentle and let me
know if anything seems out of place, hopefully it won't be. I have been
reading fiction in this area for a long time now so I feel comfortable
writing it. I took inspiration from Nora Jones song 'Come Away With Me'.
It's rated R for later chapters, you're in for along ride.
Summary: AU post TMP, Obi-Wan is 25 and Padme is 18. As you might have guessed from that, this is going to be an obidala fic. Obi-Wan and Padme begin a relationship in the aftermath of Qui-Gon's death.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything to do with star wars and I make no profit from this.
Come Away With Me
He's gone.
That was all he could think about, his master, friend, father was...gone.
It was all so final, he hadn't been ready for this, hadn't expected it to happen this way.
Why did he have to be taken in such a brutal way?
Why not in his sleep from old age?
How could the force want it to have happened like this?
Why did the force want to hurt him so?
Hadn't he been the good little Padawan to the force that he thought he'd been?
Sure he'd had his moments of teenage stupidity but apart from that he'd held to the code and the light through so many Dark times.
Why did he have to be fated to this?
Being Knighted without his beloved Qui-Gon.
Yes he'd been knighted, just a few short hours ago.
It should have been the happiest moment of his life but it hadn't, all because his master, friend and father had been ripped from him just two short days before.
Masters Yoda and Windu had performed the ceremony. Both had been extremely close to Qui-Gon, as well as being the heads of the Jedi Council.
He could still see the proud looks on their faces as they knighted him but behind that he could quite clearly see the grief that they held at the absence of their friend.
They would all miss Qui-Gon deeply but as he had been told so many times, the future is always in motion.
So he would have to get on with life, get on with serving the galaxy.
But for now Master Yoda had decided to give him some time off to recover from all the drastic changes that had occurred.
They were to take Anakin back to the Temple with them to begin the early training that he had missed out on in the morning. Also so that he could interact with the other Padawans and learn the basic knowledge of the Jedi.
He was happy about this because at the moment he wasn't much good to the boy. His grief felt like it was about to consume him and it wouldn't do to drag the boy down with him.
So here he was sitting alone on the lawn of the Theed gardens, with only the stars for company.
He'd always found a comforting peace from staring at the stars but right now all they did was remind him of Qui-Gon.
Remind him of the many missions that they'd shared together.
So many memories flashed through his mind.
His 13th birthday when Qui-Gon had given him that special stone that he still kept by his bed back at the Temple.
The ceremony when he had won the Padawan lightsabre contest, at the tender age of 17. Qui-Gon, always having been known throughout the order as one of the greatest swordsman the Jedi had ever produced, had looked so proud and they had celebrated Obi-Wan's victory well.
But then he took a second look at the stars and they reminded him that he would have many more missions without Qui-Gon.
And it was with this though that he finally allowed his silent tears to fall.
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She felt like she'd been walking for days but in reality it had only been an hour.
It had been late but she couldn't sleep and she felt that the fresh air would clear her mind.
So she'd grabbed her robe and managed to sneak out of her bedroom.
She blended in quite well around the halls of the palace, looking exactly like one of her own handmaidens.
She's made her way to the gardens.
They were always so peaceful and had always been a place of solace to her.
And so there she was, wandering through her gardens and thinking about the great victory that her planet had secured.
But this victory had come at a price, some of the Gungans and her own people had lost their lives to save their freedom.
She'd spent the day visiting the families of those who had died and reassuring them that their loss had not been pointless and that they would be well looked after by the government.
It had been a hard task for someone of her tender years to bare but she had conducted herself in a graceful and faultless manner.
Her compassion for her people had shone through and they had loved her for it.
But not only had this battle taken the lives of the planet's own occupants but it also had the blood of a Jedi emblazoned across it.
That was one thing she hadn't been expecting, she didn't think any of them had.
She knew, along with everyone else, that there was a chance that it could happen, not even the Jedi were invincible, after all they were the same as everyone else when it came down to it.
People seemed to forget that a lot.
She'd had a short and rocky relationship with Master Jinn.
It was no secret that she hadn't trusted or liked him much at first but she'd grown to respect his advice, judgement and he himself.
Still in thought on the Jedi Master she started to make her way to one of the open lawns, she'd realised that she really did need to sit down for a while.
It was upon turning the last corner that would lead her there that she saw the slumped figure of the younger Jedi.
tbc........
A/N: Ok well that's the first part. Please leave some feedback and let me know what you think. It will help me a lot in deciding to keep writing it and posting it.
Summary: AU post TMP, Obi-Wan is 25 and Padme is 18. As you might have guessed from that, this is going to be an obidala fic. Obi-Wan and Padme begin a relationship in the aftermath of Qui-Gon's death.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything to do with star wars and I make no profit from this.
Come Away With Me
He's gone.
That was all he could think about, his master, friend, father was...gone.
It was all so final, he hadn't been ready for this, hadn't expected it to happen this way.
Why did he have to be taken in such a brutal way?
Why not in his sleep from old age?
How could the force want it to have happened like this?
Why did the force want to hurt him so?
Hadn't he been the good little Padawan to the force that he thought he'd been?
Sure he'd had his moments of teenage stupidity but apart from that he'd held to the code and the light through so many Dark times.
Why did he have to be fated to this?
Being Knighted without his beloved Qui-Gon.
Yes he'd been knighted, just a few short hours ago.
It should have been the happiest moment of his life but it hadn't, all because his master, friend and father had been ripped from him just two short days before.
Masters Yoda and Windu had performed the ceremony. Both had been extremely close to Qui-Gon, as well as being the heads of the Jedi Council.
He could still see the proud looks on their faces as they knighted him but behind that he could quite clearly see the grief that they held at the absence of their friend.
They would all miss Qui-Gon deeply but as he had been told so many times, the future is always in motion.
So he would have to get on with life, get on with serving the galaxy.
But for now Master Yoda had decided to give him some time off to recover from all the drastic changes that had occurred.
They were to take Anakin back to the Temple with them to begin the early training that he had missed out on in the morning. Also so that he could interact with the other Padawans and learn the basic knowledge of the Jedi.
He was happy about this because at the moment he wasn't much good to the boy. His grief felt like it was about to consume him and it wouldn't do to drag the boy down with him.
So here he was sitting alone on the lawn of the Theed gardens, with only the stars for company.
He'd always found a comforting peace from staring at the stars but right now all they did was remind him of Qui-Gon.
Remind him of the many missions that they'd shared together.
So many memories flashed through his mind.
His 13th birthday when Qui-Gon had given him that special stone that he still kept by his bed back at the Temple.
The ceremony when he had won the Padawan lightsabre contest, at the tender age of 17. Qui-Gon, always having been known throughout the order as one of the greatest swordsman the Jedi had ever produced, had looked so proud and they had celebrated Obi-Wan's victory well.
But then he took a second look at the stars and they reminded him that he would have many more missions without Qui-Gon.
And it was with this though that he finally allowed his silent tears to fall.
**************************************************************************** ************************************************
She felt like she'd been walking for days but in reality it had only been an hour.
It had been late but she couldn't sleep and she felt that the fresh air would clear her mind.
So she'd grabbed her robe and managed to sneak out of her bedroom.
She blended in quite well around the halls of the palace, looking exactly like one of her own handmaidens.
She's made her way to the gardens.
They were always so peaceful and had always been a place of solace to her.
And so there she was, wandering through her gardens and thinking about the great victory that her planet had secured.
But this victory had come at a price, some of the Gungans and her own people had lost their lives to save their freedom.
She'd spent the day visiting the families of those who had died and reassuring them that their loss had not been pointless and that they would be well looked after by the government.
It had been a hard task for someone of her tender years to bare but she had conducted herself in a graceful and faultless manner.
Her compassion for her people had shone through and they had loved her for it.
But not only had this battle taken the lives of the planet's own occupants but it also had the blood of a Jedi emblazoned across it.
That was one thing she hadn't been expecting, she didn't think any of them had.
She knew, along with everyone else, that there was a chance that it could happen, not even the Jedi were invincible, after all they were the same as everyone else when it came down to it.
People seemed to forget that a lot.
She'd had a short and rocky relationship with Master Jinn.
It was no secret that she hadn't trusted or liked him much at first but she'd grown to respect his advice, judgement and he himself.
Still in thought on the Jedi Master she started to make her way to one of the open lawns, she'd realised that she really did need to sit down for a while.
It was upon turning the last corner that would lead her there that she saw the slumped figure of the younger Jedi.
tbc........
A/N: Ok well that's the first part. Please leave some feedback and let me know what you think. It will help me a lot in deciding to keep writing it and posting it.