A/N: now things are getting a bit more exciting. The quotes I looked up on the internet, so its not my fault if they're wrong. Thanks to Alley Parker (again) and Ellenlome for reviewing. I promise all of you that I will explain the visions Obi-Wan's having, and I'll update more often to make up for the shortness. Although with school starting soon… Anyway, this is really not going the way I expected it to, so expect some plot twists, unless I get it back on track safely. Hope you like it, please review.

"Well." Qui-Gon paused, seeming at a lack for anything else to say. "I see." Obi-Wan waited, but that was all he said.

"Well?" he burst out finally. Qui-Gon looked at him. "Aren't you going to say anything?" he demanded.

"I did say something. First I said 'well', followed by 'I see', and now I'm saying this."

"This isn't funny, Master!" this time, Obi-Wan didn't correct himself, something Qui-Gon seemed very pleased about. "What does this mean?"

"You know very well what this means," Qui-Gon said sharply. "It means, sometime in the next five or six years, I will die, or otherwise be rendered incapable of being a Jedi, and someone else will train Anakin. Thank you for telling me this."

"But Master, if you do… die," Obi-Wan said the last word in almost a whisper. While he hadn't been close to Qui-Gon in the past five years, the idea that his master could die was still as frightening as it probably was to Anakin "then now that you know of it, you can change it!"

"It's not good to change what truly happens, Obi-Wan," Qui-Gon reminded him. "If I am meant to die, then I will."

"But…"

"That's the will of the Force, my friend. Nothing either of us can do will change it."

Obi-Wan started to protest again, but stopped at the look on his friend's face. Qui-Gon could be more stubborn than a bantha when he truly wanted to. "Alright," he said instead, and turned to leave, but was stopped as he spotted a small face peeking out from its bedroom.

"It looks like I'm not the only one who had some explaining to do tonight," he commented, pointing. Qui-Gon shot him a glare, as if annoyed that his former Padawan would put him in a position of explaining his upcoming death to a thirteen-year-old, and beckoned the boy out of his hiding spot.

"You're supposed to be asleep, Anakin," Obi-Wan heard Qui-Gon say as he exited.

"Was Master Kenobi correct, Master?" Anakin answered. "Are you really going to… die?" like Obi-Wan, he said the last word in a whisper. But Obi-Wan didn't hear his old master's response.

The Jedi made his way back to his own apartment, and started to go to sleep. He smiled a bit as he stared at the bed. Until today, he had always insisted that he only needed to sleep about once a week. Now, however, when he finally submitted to exhaustion, he couldn't sleep. Instead, he wandered out onto the balcony, and sat on the railing.

On the balcony next to him, someone had left a coat the last time he or she had been outside. Normally, Obi-Wan would have reminded them the next morning to fetch it, but he had no idea whose balcony it was. He smiled wryly and reminded himself to get to know his neighbors better.

The next balcony over was occupied by a tall man and a small teenager. Obi-Wan glanced over at them. This time, at least, he knew who it was.

"We don't know for certain what's going to happen," said Qui-Gon gently. "All we know is that Obi-Wan has seen something five or six years from now when you have a different master."

"But if we can't tell who that Jedi is because they look different in five or six years, how can we tell that it isn't you?" demanded Anakin. Obi-Wan blinked. He hadn't thought of that. But Qui-Gon recognized the gap in his apprentice's logic.

"Even Jedi don't get any younger, Anakin," he reminded him even more gently than before. "I don't know how old he was, but Obi-Wan seemed certain he was someone different. But don't worry about it now. For today, I'm still alive."

"Alright, Master."

"You're going to worry anyway, aren't you," commented Qui-Gon. Anakin nodded, and his master answered, "Well don't. I'll be alright."

Anakin smiled now. "Now that I know about it, maybe I can save your life."

"For the ninth time."

"Tenth, Master. That business on Aldaaran does too count!"

"Alright, but you owe me. And not for saving your life for the tenth time."

"Ninth. That business on Aldaaran doesn't count."

"Agree with you, the council does. Your apprentice, the boy Skywalker will be."

"Qui-Gon's defiance, I sense in you. Need that, you do not."

"Promise. Promise me you will train the boy. He... is the chosen one... he will bring balance. Train him."

"We decided to come and rescue you."

"Good job."

"Lost a planet, Master Obi-Wan has. How embarassing."

"Jedi business. Go back to your drinks.

"Just being around her again is intoxicating."

"Can you fly a cruiser like this?"

"You mean, do I know how to land what's left of this thing."

"Well?"

"Well, under these circumstances I'd say the ability to pilot this thing is irrelevant."

"This time we take him together."

"I was just about to say that."

"Send me to kill the Emperor. I will not kill Anakin."

"You're going down a path I can't follow!"

"Twisted by the Dark Side, young Skywalker has become."

"From my point of view, the Jedi are evil!"

"Then you are lost."

"I… hate you!"

"You were a brother to me!"

Obi-Wan, suddenly realizing what these visions were trying to tell him, started and fell off the balcony.