Disclaimer: Nothing belongs to me, the Creator owns all. George Lucas gets the money, I write the fanfiction, and you get the story.
Authors Note: I know its short, but I just needed to write something really emotional tonight. Reviews would be much appreciated! Thanks. Aiden Skywalker.
"You promised!" Excruciating pain coursed through Qui-Gons mind; enough to make him completely disconnected from the rest of the galaxy. Nothing was left for him; nothing worth living for. Without her, he could not imagine taking another step, another breath, another chance. Time had no meaning, hunger pains had subsided, tears dried against his cheeks as his eyes could no longer produce tears. Dislocated from what felt like life itself, Qui-Gon barely even heard his own breathing; silence had taken on a new meaning. His own hands held no feeling within them as his fingers clenched to the hem of his sleeve. Desperately clinging, he could not let go, as if he squeezed hard enough she would return. Nothing would bring her back to him and he could not bare to believe it. His mind felt as though it had been invaded, abused, then left empty and numb. Memories, thoughts, regret and anger filled his mind and burned through him more than any flame could. For eternity would he be scalded by the 'what ifs' and 'maybes', "I could have saved her".