MEDITATION_

Obi-Wan settled himself in his familiar room that he taught his lessons in. When was the last time he was in here? A couple weeks ago, yes, when they weren't on leave. Obi-Wan enjoyed working with the Younglings. He enjoyed Children in general. Snapping himself out of his thoughts, Obi-Wan began to use the Force to set the Meditation mats up for the Younglings, five mats in two rows. Though he like the Younglings, he liked working with a small number of them. Obi-Wan jumped, feeling a hand touch his shoulder lightly, dropping the mats from the air and making him turn around quickly-

-where he saw Sajana with a smile on her face.

Obi-Wan relaxed greatly. "You just love to do that, don't you?" he grinned, pecking her lips lightly before turning around again to finish setting the mats up.

"Oh, yes." she grinned.

When he had finshed, he took Sajana's hand and took her over to his mat, the much larger one, and sat both of them down on it, pulling her into his lap.

"What are-?"

"Don't talk," Obi-Wan said quietly, taking her hands in his. "Close your eyes." Obi-Wan wanted to get the feel of teaching someone agian. His class didn't start for another hour and a half, so they had plently of time.

Sajana closed her eyes, relaxing in his lap before he could even say it.

Obi-Wan smiled. "Now," he breathed, "clear your mind. Let the Force pull you in and relax. Let the stress and worry leave your mind and body." Soon, he felt himself fade deep within the Force. This was new for him. Instead of going somewhere happy, he was in a vision again, kneeling beside his Master, Qui-Gon Jinn, murdered by the hands of Darth Maul.

"No, no, no! Master! Please!" he cried, holding his dead Master close, tears streaming down his face, letting out choked sobs of anger and fear. There was an explosion, making the Padawan look up. The place was falling apart, things falling and breaking. He had to get out of there. Scooping Qui-Gon up in his arms, Obi-Wan ran for the door, which was open, just barely making it out, landing in the grass hard grass.

Obi-Wan's eyes flew open, his eyes going from gray and back the blue-gray. The man tried to mask his fear before Sajana sensed it. Too late.

Sajana opened her eyes slowly, looking up at him. "It'll be alright, Obi." she coaxed.

Obi-Wan narrowed his eyes. "It's my fault he died." he whispered.

And, cut! Pretty good chapter, but so short! XC Go ahead and sue me): Review, please!