Title: There is no passion, there is serenity
Author: The Goddess of Mush and Stuff
Summary: Missing moments, on the way to Gala, Qui-gon considers his apprentice. Part of the Jedi Code Series.
Qui-gon Jinn relaxed in the cabin they were given on the way to Gala. It was still a few days away, and after the adventure he and his new Padawan, Obi-wan, had on the planet Phindar, he needed the few days to meditate and relax some before their intended mission.
The whole ordeal drew him back to watching his Padawan. The boy had collapsed into one of the small beds they were given as soon as they hit the cabin...and Qui-gon didn't blame him, the boy had done well.
And for some reason that didn't shock Qui-gon as much as he thought it would. He found himself actually proud of the boy sleeping across from him. And also a bit surprised at the change in himself.
After Xanatos, Qui-gon could vemently remember telling Mace how he would never again take a Padawan Learner. He had learned his lesson and would tell anyone no if they asked. He would not make the same mistakes again, nor would he get hurt like he did that day again.
But something on Bandomeer snapped. When Obi-wan had helped him to face Xanatos, something in Qui-gon flared that told him it was right. That he had to finally let go of the past and go forward.
He watched the boy's chest rise and fall with deep untroubled breaths, and he found himself back on Phindar in a room with two rebels, hoping his padawan had not lost all his memories, like countless others on Phindar had. And again, that tide of fear when he saw Obi-wan impersonating the Prince.
But also he could remember the relief he felt when he noticed his Padawan had not lost his memories and training. Qui-gon couldn't' remember how long it had been since he felt that way about anyone.
Qui-gon closed his eyes and sighed, he would meditate some before following his students example .
As he found himself in the calming presence of the Force, a small realization dawned on him. He watched himself year after year, turning down apprentice after apprentice. He saw something that he hadn't thought of before, he saw a violent passion inside of himself that was slowly eating him up.
Yoda had seen it, no wonder his former master had insisted he come back each year. Qui-gon had just been blind. His passion to prove that he couldn't' become attached to another Padawan again, was making him dismiss initiates that truly had gifts, that he pretended he could not see.
That made him wonder what had made Obi-wan so persistent. What made him stand out against the others? The Force gently nudged his mind, a gentle warning. Best not to ask, just to trust in it sometimes, Obi-wan was his Padawan, and he best not forget it.
Qui-gon opened his eyes again to the room, his Padawan sitting up a bit looking at him. He smiled a bit when he saw Qui-gon's eyes open and his Master staring back at him.
"Yes Padawan?" he asked smiling back to reassure him.
"Are you alright Master?"
"Yes Obi-wan, I am fine. Go back to sleep, it's late."
"Yes Master," Obi-wan yawned as he laid back down. He wasn't long for consciousness and was soon snoring softly; deep sleep and exhaustion calling him.
Qui-gon again regarded him and smiled. Everything was okay now, he felt a deep peace pass through him and his senses at just being there with Obi- wan, and in the comfort knowing he was alright. Qui-gon no longer felt the need to protest to anyone about the boy being too full of anger or too impulsive, he was just like his Master it seemed.
Qui-gon went to the other bed in the cabin and laid down. He had let go of the past and his passionate view that he couldn't teach or he couldn't train another Jedi. He had found his serenity in the boy who wouldn't give up on him.
There is no passion there is serenity
Author: The Goddess of Mush and Stuff
Summary: Missing moments, on the way to Gala, Qui-gon considers his apprentice. Part of the Jedi Code Series.
Qui-gon Jinn relaxed in the cabin they were given on the way to Gala. It was still a few days away, and after the adventure he and his new Padawan, Obi-wan, had on the planet Phindar, he needed the few days to meditate and relax some before their intended mission.
The whole ordeal drew him back to watching his Padawan. The boy had collapsed into one of the small beds they were given as soon as they hit the cabin...and Qui-gon didn't blame him, the boy had done well.
And for some reason that didn't shock Qui-gon as much as he thought it would. He found himself actually proud of the boy sleeping across from him. And also a bit surprised at the change in himself.
After Xanatos, Qui-gon could vemently remember telling Mace how he would never again take a Padawan Learner. He had learned his lesson and would tell anyone no if they asked. He would not make the same mistakes again, nor would he get hurt like he did that day again.
But something on Bandomeer snapped. When Obi-wan had helped him to face Xanatos, something in Qui-gon flared that told him it was right. That he had to finally let go of the past and go forward.
He watched the boy's chest rise and fall with deep untroubled breaths, and he found himself back on Phindar in a room with two rebels, hoping his padawan had not lost all his memories, like countless others on Phindar had. And again, that tide of fear when he saw Obi-wan impersonating the Prince.
But also he could remember the relief he felt when he noticed his Padawan had not lost his memories and training. Qui-gon couldn't' remember how long it had been since he felt that way about anyone.
Qui-gon closed his eyes and sighed, he would meditate some before following his students example .
As he found himself in the calming presence of the Force, a small realization dawned on him. He watched himself year after year, turning down apprentice after apprentice. He saw something that he hadn't thought of before, he saw a violent passion inside of himself that was slowly eating him up.
Yoda had seen it, no wonder his former master had insisted he come back each year. Qui-gon had just been blind. His passion to prove that he couldn't' become attached to another Padawan again, was making him dismiss initiates that truly had gifts, that he pretended he could not see.
That made him wonder what had made Obi-wan so persistent. What made him stand out against the others? The Force gently nudged his mind, a gentle warning. Best not to ask, just to trust in it sometimes, Obi-wan was his Padawan, and he best not forget it.
Qui-gon opened his eyes again to the room, his Padawan sitting up a bit looking at him. He smiled a bit when he saw Qui-gon's eyes open and his Master staring back at him.
"Yes Padawan?" he asked smiling back to reassure him.
"Are you alright Master?"
"Yes Obi-wan, I am fine. Go back to sleep, it's late."
"Yes Master," Obi-wan yawned as he laid back down. He wasn't long for consciousness and was soon snoring softly; deep sleep and exhaustion calling him.
Qui-gon again regarded him and smiled. Everything was okay now, he felt a deep peace pass through him and his senses at just being there with Obi- wan, and in the comfort knowing he was alright. Qui-gon no longer felt the need to protest to anyone about the boy being too full of anger or too impulsive, he was just like his Master it seemed.
Qui-gon went to the other bed in the cabin and laid down. He had let go of the past and his passionate view that he couldn't teach or he couldn't train another Jedi. He had found his serenity in the boy who wouldn't give up on him.
There is no passion there is serenity
