Disclaimer: Disney owns Star Wars, not me. All the characters and places (except for my OC Analise Joy) belong to them.

"aaaa"-talking out loud."aaaa"-talking through a holo. 'aaaaa'-inner thoughts. aaaaa-talking through a Bond

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Chapter Five

On days like today, he could understand why Qui-Gon often wished he could escape Coruscant for a quieter world. A peaceful world filled with gardens, wild growing things. A place to escape for the walkways crowded with beings from all over the galaxy. A thousand different languages rang in his ears where they mixed with the hum and roar of speeders and ships. His body was bumped and jostled as he pushed through the crowds. With his plain brown cloak covering his Jedi robes, no one would know he that he was Obi-Wan Kenobi, a Knight of the Jedi Order.

Sometimes Obi-Wan envied the strong connection his Master had with the Living Force. He could touch it, but the Living Force would never be his area of expertise. His head was always in the clouds like Anakin, always dreaming and worrying about the future. A trait of those who were strong in the Unifying Force. They always had their head in the clouds.

He chuckled thinking of Anakin, his Padawan and brother. Anakin was a dreamer. Reckless, impulsive, warmhearted, daring, brave, and a dreamer. It wasn't just his head in the clouds, but his whole being. At times Obi-Wan thought that the only thing that kept Anakin anchored to whatever planet they were on was himself, Qui-Gon, and of course Analise.

Analise...

His Moonbeam. He had given her the nickname last year shortly after the twins fifteenth birthday. The two teams had been separated. One of those times when the Council was unable to keep the four of them together. Normally it was Anakin who the antsy one. Almost unable to focus without his twin by his side.

Anakin was antsy, but was so was Obi-Wan as well. He didn't know why, he just was without Analise there. It didn't help that on most of their missions something happened. Something that put Analise in danger. That could hurt her.

That was the case on that mission a year ago. Qui-Gon and Analise had been dealing with tribes leaving in mountain villages. On the twins' fifteenth birthday, Analise had gone out with some of the village younglings to explore cliff paths, to climb the mountain side. The younglings were sure what exactly happened.

There was a crack, a roar. An rock slide. The younglings knew exactly what to do, scrambling out of the way. Analise didn't know what to do, but she had the Force on her side. She had used it to swat away falling boulders and flying rocks. Small pieces got past her defense though, cutting and scraping her.

He would never forget how he felt hearing that news. Anakin had been ready to leave right then and there, and Obi-Wan would have let him and joined him; but his duty kept them anchored to their mission.

Seeing her when they made it back to the Temple afterwards had been a joy. He had hugged her right after Anakin. It felt right.

Moonbeam. He had given her the nickname because of how gentle and sweet and kind she was. While Anakin radiated a powerful inner light that threatened to burn all in its path if it raged; Analise's inner light was softer. It soothed and blessed instead of burning.

She had a secret nickname too for him. Obi-Wan smiled when he thought about it. If he was going to give her some fancy, fairy-tale name; she was going to give him a simple name. Obi-Wan admitted that he liked it. Though he couldn't believe that he had let her nickname slip in front of Qui-Gon.

When Obi-Wan was with Analise she soothed him, brought him peace from the visions that sometimes came upon him if she was there. She anchored Anakin and to a certain extent him.

He broke away from the crowded walkway down a smaller alley filled with small hole-in-the-wall shops. Obi-Wan lowered his hood. He sensed that this was where he would find the perfect gift for Analise. His Moonbeam.

These feelings...when Analise had first arrived, when their Bond had first formed Obi-Wan had been sure it would be a Sibling Bond like the one he shared with Anakin. Yet it wasn't...it was something else. Something that they weren't sure what it was. He did know that these odd growing feelings weren't at all brotherly. At times they nearly reminded him of his crush on the duchess from Mandalore he had once protected only deeper.

When these feelings came upon him; these odd, new, yet vaguely familiar feelings he attempted to squash them down. Analise was too young. He and Anakin were practically brothers and that should make her like his sister, but...Obi-Wan was glad that Analise wasn't his sister.

A glimmer caught his eye. Obi-Wan turned to find his face all-but-pressed up against the window of a small jewelry store. Pieces of all shapes, sizes, designs were displayed on pillows and hanging from hooks on the wall.

There! The perfect gift! The smallest piece on display, tucked away in a back corner. Almost hidden behind the bigger and more fancy pieces.

Simple, but beautiful. It fit Analise, his Moonbeam. Without stopping for a second to think his choice over. A clerk hustled up to him, surprise written on his face. Obi-Wan pointed.

"That small piece in the back corner of your window display. I would like to purchase it please."