These are just little random one-shots that I will be doing about the relationship between Qui-Gon and Obi-Wan. They will be updated as often as I can, and if any wants me to expand on any of them or if you have a prompt for me, just say in the review :)

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Please remember that this is the AU where Count Dooku isn't Darth Tyranus J

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After the conversation with Master Qui-Gon, Cody wanted nothing more except to be alone…Obi-Wan was alive. Obi-Wan had faked his own death, seemingly without understanding the pain Cody would (and had) gone through.

Stumbling out of his room, Cody found himself walking towards the training room…his mind still focused on one thing.

"Cody!"

No response.

"Cody! Wait!"

Flinching as a hand spun him around him around, Cody carefully avoided his brother's eyes. Rex frowned in concern, before gently pulling Cody in the direction of the canteen. "That's it…I'm pulling you out of this self-inflicted solitude. You need to spend some time with the team and-"

"Just so you know…" interrupted Cody as they entered the canteen, "….I wasn't alone the whole time. I've been with Master Jinn."

Rex rolled his eyes, "I'll rephrase….you need some time away from Jedi."

Before Cody could reply, he was forced into an empty space on the bench by their usual table. Already sat there were Tup, Boil, Jesse and Kix, all of whom were giving him concerned looks. Kix frowned, "Have you even been sleeping?"

Cody shrugged, "Yeah…a little bit."

"A little bit?!"

Cody didn't seem too bothered by Kix's distress, his eyes still focused on the table. The others glanced at each other worriedly, however before they could say anything, Fives came racing up to the table. "Have you heard?!..." At their stunned silence, he quickly continued, "….General Kenobi is alive! Apparantely he went undercover to catch Moralo Eval and Cad Bane, stopping the attack on Chancellor Palpatine!"

Rex grinned and turned to Cody, "He's alive! He's actually alive! Isn't that brilliant!"

"…I already knew."

The rest of the table turned to Cody in shock, "WHAT!?" exclaimed Fives, pushing his brothers further up the bench so that he could sit down, "What do you mean you already knew?!"

Cody sighed, "Generals Skywalker and Jinn found out that the Council had placed General Kenobi undercover as the bounty hunter Rako Hardeen…in order to get close to Moralo Eval and protect the Chancellor. When he first….died, none of knew...our deaths were going to 'sell' the entire plot. We mourned and the Separatists truly believed that Obi-Wan Kenobi was dead."

There was silence for a few minutes, before Rex shook his head in dismay. "I-I mean….that's cruel…but surely he explained everything? Surely, General Kenobi has called to explain-"

"He hasn't…" interrupted Cody, "….after the Festival on Naboo, it was Master Jinn who contacted me to tell me everything."

"I bet he's not too pleased."

"That's putting it mildly…"

Rex sighed, "Well think about it like this-"Suddenly he stopped, his eyes widening as he focused on something over Cody's shoulder.

Without even turning around, Cody knew exactly what…or rather, who was behind him. Being sure to focus his eyes on the table, ignoring the way Boil was nudging him in the side, Cody was determined to remain calm.

"Cody…."

Cody winced at the desperate plea in that familiar voice, slowly turning his head and glancing at the man. His eyes widened…whilst he had been provided with artificial hair, closely resembling his old hairstyle, General Kenobi was completely clean-shaven, looking about ten years younger.

Obi-Wan self-consciously rubbed his face and shuffled from side to side, "You all look like you've seen a ghost…" he teased, the smile on his face falling as the clones on the table simply continued to stare at him. Rex raised an eyebrow at Cody, silently asking if he wanted Rex to ask the Jedi to leave.

Cody shook his head minutely, his gaze turning back to the Jedi who, without the beard, wasn't quite able to completely hide his feelings.

"I-I sense that this may not be my wisest decision…." Muttered Obi-Wan, taking a step back nervously, "…I will see you around Commander."

Before Obi-Wan turned to leave, he felt a hand grab his own and pull him closer. One he was close enough, Cody wrapped his arms around the Jedi, burying his face in Obi-Wan's chest. He shook his head, "I was so determined to be angry at you…." He whispered, "…you were dead and then you weren't…and you didn't even seem to care."

Obi-Wan seemed to be in shock as Cody slowly realised him, "And…you're not angry now?"

"Not as much as I was….I was prepared to be, but you're alive and that's all that matters at the moment."

As Obi-Wan shyly smiled, Cody tugged him down next to him. "Thank you Cody. I don't know what I would have done if you'd shunned me."

"Have you spoken to Master Jinn yet?"

Obi-Wan shook his head and winced, "Not since just before we left Naboo…he needs some space." The Jedi chuckled, "You know, we never seem to leave Naboo in a pleasant mood. There was the time when Qui-Gon was almost killed….and now this."

Rex smiled sympathetically at him, "You should speak to him…we all know how Cody was, but General Jinn has known you for longer. You have a bond with him….he was devastated that night."

Obi-Wan nodded in understanding, but still seemed uncertain. "He was so disappointed in me…." He whispered, "…I always hated disappointed him, and I was very good at it when I first became his padawan."

Placing a caring hand on the Jedi's shoulder, Cody sighed. "You need to talk to him. Waiting will only make things worse between you. The longer you wait, the more Master Jinn will think that you don't care what he thinks."

There was silence for a few moments as Obi-Wan mused over his decision. After a couple of minutes, the Jedi nodded, "You're right….if I don't do this, it'll only make things worse…"

Almost as soon as they arrived on Coruscant, Qui-Gon had shut himself away from the rest of the Temple, ignoring the holo-communicator (which beeped every 5 minutes, with a message from either Yoda or Mace). The last couple of hours had been spent going through his odd photo album, specifically focusing on the sections that included Obi-Wan. Whilst flicking through the photos of Obi's 16th year, there was a commanding knock on the door.

"Enter."

As the door slid open, Qui-Gon bit back a groan. "Master Dooku…" he greeted, as his ex-master strode into the room, "…to what do I owe this pleasure?"

Dooku smirked, "The Council believes that you need someone to talk to regarding the recent events on Naboo."

"And they sent you?"

"I volunteered. You don't need someone to coddle you and listen to your complaints about Kenobi's mission. You need someone to knock some sense into you."

Qui-Gon rolled his eyes slightly, "Of course you agree with what he's done."

"Of course, and so should you…" scolded Dooku, "…your old padawan was the key reason we were able to save the Chancellor."

"I thought you didn't like the man?"

Dooku waved his hand in dismissal, "I detest the man…but he plays an important part in this war, and with him in the hands of the Separatists, your chances of winning will decrease."

Qui-Gon nodded in agreement and sighed, "Darth Tyranus tried again later on…Anakin and Obi-Wan managed to fend him off though."

"Hmmmm, the Sith's interest in that boy concerns me. Skywalker is far too powerful….and out of control."

"Out of control?"

"His anger and attachment has practically advertised how easy it will be to turn him to the Dark Side…he needs to learn control!"

"Anakin won't turn!"

"I wouldn't be so sure about that…"

Qui-Gon shook his head in disgust, "You think the worst about everyone….what should I do? About Obi-Wan I mean?"

Dooku sighed and seated himself down beside his old padawan, "When we almost lost you on Naboo all those years ago, I realised that there are so many things I hadn't said…I don't know what I would have done if I had lost you. But I got the chance to tell you these things and now so do you….don't let this opportunity go to waste."

Qui-Gon nodded in understanding, sensing that his Master didn't want to discuss that event any longer. The pair sat in silence for a few moments…until there was another knock on the door.

"Enter."

Once again, the door slid open…this time to reveal a clean-shaven Obi-Wan, who seemed surprised to see Dooku there. "Oh…excuse me, I didn't realise you were…I'll come back later."

"Nonsense…" scolded Dooku, rising out of his seat, "…I should be leaving anyway. The Council tends to get nervous if I'm in the Temple for too long…being a bad influence on young minds and all."

Brushing past Obi-Wan, Dooku nodded goodbye to the pair and headed out of the door. After it slid shut behind the Count, silence filled the room. Obi-Wan glanced everywhere, except for where his Master sat.

Qui-Gon remained quiet, not wanting to pressure his ex-padawan. Glancing down at the photo album, he couldn't help but chuckle. "Now I remember why you grew a beard in the first place…."

Obi-Wan frowned in confusion, realization only dawning in his eyes when Qui-Gon held up the album and showed him a photo of Obi-Wan's 17th Life Day. Obi-Wan was flushing as a classmate of his, Siri Tachi, kissed him on the cheek.

Obi-Wan smiled at the photo and self-consciously rubbed his bare chin, "Yes…I've had three Masters already come up to me and treat me like a knight."

"All you need is a padawan braid, and you could possibly pass for a senior padawan…if we cut your hair of course."

Obi-Wan mock shuddered, "No thanks. I like the freedom I get by being a Master…." He paused, before sighing wearily, "….I think we need to talk."

Qui-Gon nodded, slightly motioning for Obi-Wan to continue. The younger Jedi began to pace, "I'm sorry….I should have kept you in the loop, but I was so focused on getting the job done that I completely neglected the ones that I care about. I know that-"

Seeing that Obi-Wan was quickly getting more and more wound up with each passing second, Qui-Gon quickly got up and pulled his old padawan into a loose hug. "I know little one….I know you're sorry…." He whispered, "…and I forgive you."

Obi-Wan remained silent, his eyes wide in shock. Undeterred, Qui-Gon continued, "When I thought that you were dead, I realised that were a lot of things that I didn't tell you….the most important one was that I'm so proud of you. Always have been and always will be. And whilst I may not completely agree with how you handled this mission, I understand why….thanks to my old Master….but don't tell him that or I'll never live it down."

Obi-Wan chuckled, before schooling his face into something more serious. "I think that's the last time I'll be doing undercover work…." He decided, "…I've found that I lose more than I gain."

Qui-Gon simply smiled, "As long as you are still able to learn from your mistakes, then that's all I ask for."

Obi-Wan sighed in relief….until he suddenly realised something. "I'm going to have to go and see Anakin aren't I?"

"Oh yes."

"Come with me?"

"I think this is one journey that you are going to have to make alone little one."