Author's Note: //… // Indicates thoughts. This chapter is dedicated to all who've read the first and especially to Marcher, whom gave me my first review.

Visions of Destiny: Losing You

Obi-Wan knelt by his Master's side, cradling him gently in trembling arms. His stomach constricted convulsively as he sensed the torrent of pain that flooded Qui-Gon's body. The Padawan set his hand on the wound they both knew was fatal, determinedly washing healing waves of the Force over his Master with what little energy remained in his drained body. The young man searched his dying mentor's eyes in denial but the leonine Master simply smiled upon his Padawan with compassion. Obi-Wan touched his face tenderly.

"It's….. it's too late." the Master reasoned.

"No!" Obi-Wan protested, placing his hand upon his Master's pulse as if he could keep him alive by pure willpower alone. Tears welled in the Padawan's devastated blue eyes, threatening to spill when Qui-Gon's steady prideful gaze fixed on him.

"Obi-Wan, promise…… promise me you will train the boy."

"Yes, Master." Obi-Wan complied without thought, hoping above hope that anything he could do or say would ease Qui-Gon's suffering. He sensed his Master's sight stolen from him, swept away in a wave of darkness, though Qui-Gon said nothing.

//Stay with me, Master!// Obi-Wan pleaded into their bond.

The Master answered stoically,  //It is time for me to become one with the Force, Padawan.//

 The young Jedi's breath hitched with held-back tears. He would have walked oceans for this man and the Force they held so dear was taking him away….

//Please, Force let him live!…. let him live.// Obi-Wan cried in his mind and he fought to gain his composure over hurt that swelled past bearing. A solitary tear trickled it's path on his face…but that tear would never fall while Qui-Gon Jinn lived, for the blinded Master had delicately brushed it away….. like he always did. Qui-Gon calmly clasped Obi-Wan's trembling hand, fixing sightless eyes on his Padawan.

"He.. is the chosen one…. he… will bring balance….. train him."

The light was gone from his Master's eyes. They fell closed for the last time.

// I love you, my son //

 Obi-Wan held his Master as the lifeforce was torn from him, burying his face in Qui-Gon's. His bitter tears pooled on Qui-Gon's still warm skin.

// Master…. don't leave me.... I love you. I love you, father. I love you //