The next morning, Obi-Wan went first to the infirmary. He was very
intrigued by this young boy, and wanted to make sure that he was all right.
He pressed the door release and stepped in. He took a deep breath, and could smell the sterilness of the room, if that was even possible.
"Ah, Obi-Wan Kenobi. Just the man I was looking for." A melodious female voice came at him from the air, and he looked over to find Medic T'Hia Regn.
T'Hia was Correlian, hailing from the planet with whom they shared their name. Her blue eyes met his, and he smiled. T'Hia was somewhat of a character, sarcastic and full of attitude by nature. But for what she lacked in bedside manner she made up for ten fold in medical skill. Obi-Wan knew she could stand her ground to even some the Temple's most gifted healers.
"Hello, 'Ia." he said, calling her by a nickname. She was one of his closest friends in the Republican Army.
"Hello yourself, Obi." she replied. "You were supposed to meet me here at 09:00!"
Obi-Wan looked at her, puzzled. "Isn't it only 08:00?" he asked.
"It's 12:00 right now!" she answered, exasperated.
"Oh..."
The medic sighed. "It's all right. I know you're a busy man."
Obi-Wan walked over to her. "Sorry, 'Ia."
"I said it was fine. And anyway, don't you want to know about your young friend here?"
"Of course. Have you found out anything else about him?"
She motioned him over to a nearby console, and pulled up a file on the monitor. "Not anything that major, but I did find out that he doesn't have any midi-chlorians."
"Not one?" Obi-Wan asked, surprised. It was very rare to find a being without a single midi-chlorian
"Nope. This kid's got no Force talent, whatsoever."
Obi-Wan quietly considered, stroking his beard unknowingly. This was just getting odder and odder...
"Have you found out who the mother is?"
"Not yet. I am working on it, though."
An awkward silence soon filled the air, like a an invisible fog. They sat like this for a few moments, until T'Hia spoke.
"Would you like to see him?"
*_____________________________________________________________*
The young boy lay quiet on his bed, eyes shut, but not asleep. Obi-Wan could see now that he had light brown hair and pale skin. Too pale, Obi-Wan thought to himself. He said the same to T'Hia.
"His body is still recovering. you have to remember, Obi-Wan, that he is still just a little boy. His body can't take as much as an adult one."
"I know." Obi-Wan replied quietly. He moved closer to this small boy, a boy with whom he shared his genes. He sat down on the edge of the bed, just studying the child, finding traits of himself mirrored in the boy. He didn't even notice when T'Hia left the small room.
Eyelids blinked open, and blazing color met Obi-Wan's own eyes. Dazzling blue orbs of colour bored in his own eyes, opening up a world of understanding.
//Those are my eyes.// Obi-Wan thought to himself.
The boy slowly sat up, leaning his back on the headboard. He said nothing, eyes always looking at Obi-Wan, trying to identify friend or foe.
"Hello." Obi-Wan whispered softly, "I'm Obi-Wan."
The boy just kept staring.
"What's your name?" tried Obi-Wan again, this time a little louder.
Still nothing.
Obi-Wan was puzzled. He was begin to think that maybe this little boy did not know how to speak, that maybe the Kaminoans never taught.
Then he heard it.
A soft whisper, like a wind through the trees.
"Safe?" asked the boy, still gazing at the older man.
Obi-Wan's heart seemed to stop. With that one, simple word, he knew. He knew that he had to take care of this child, no matter the cost. That he wanted to be a father to this boy, his son.
"Of course." Obi-Wan replied, his voice also a bare whisper.
The boy responded with a hug, wrapping his arms around the normally stoic Jedi Master. Obi-Wan returned it, and felt for the first time in a long time, home.
*Sorry this chapter took a while, my plot bunny wouldn't come back to me.
One thing I would like to say is that if my Obi-Wan doesn't seem to act like the Obi-Wan Kenobi in the movies, that is because I intend him to be different. I want to show that even Obi-Wan Kenobi can be prone to emotional outbursts.
Thanks for reading, and please don't forget to tell me what you think of the story!*
He pressed the door release and stepped in. He took a deep breath, and could smell the sterilness of the room, if that was even possible.
"Ah, Obi-Wan Kenobi. Just the man I was looking for." A melodious female voice came at him from the air, and he looked over to find Medic T'Hia Regn.
T'Hia was Correlian, hailing from the planet with whom they shared their name. Her blue eyes met his, and he smiled. T'Hia was somewhat of a character, sarcastic and full of attitude by nature. But for what she lacked in bedside manner she made up for ten fold in medical skill. Obi-Wan knew she could stand her ground to even some the Temple's most gifted healers.
"Hello, 'Ia." he said, calling her by a nickname. She was one of his closest friends in the Republican Army.
"Hello yourself, Obi." she replied. "You were supposed to meet me here at 09:00!"
Obi-Wan looked at her, puzzled. "Isn't it only 08:00?" he asked.
"It's 12:00 right now!" she answered, exasperated.
"Oh..."
The medic sighed. "It's all right. I know you're a busy man."
Obi-Wan walked over to her. "Sorry, 'Ia."
"I said it was fine. And anyway, don't you want to know about your young friend here?"
"Of course. Have you found out anything else about him?"
She motioned him over to a nearby console, and pulled up a file on the monitor. "Not anything that major, but I did find out that he doesn't have any midi-chlorians."
"Not one?" Obi-Wan asked, surprised. It was very rare to find a being without a single midi-chlorian
"Nope. This kid's got no Force talent, whatsoever."
Obi-Wan quietly considered, stroking his beard unknowingly. This was just getting odder and odder...
"Have you found out who the mother is?"
"Not yet. I am working on it, though."
An awkward silence soon filled the air, like a an invisible fog. They sat like this for a few moments, until T'Hia spoke.
"Would you like to see him?"
*_____________________________________________________________*
The young boy lay quiet on his bed, eyes shut, but not asleep. Obi-Wan could see now that he had light brown hair and pale skin. Too pale, Obi-Wan thought to himself. He said the same to T'Hia.
"His body is still recovering. you have to remember, Obi-Wan, that he is still just a little boy. His body can't take as much as an adult one."
"I know." Obi-Wan replied quietly. He moved closer to this small boy, a boy with whom he shared his genes. He sat down on the edge of the bed, just studying the child, finding traits of himself mirrored in the boy. He didn't even notice when T'Hia left the small room.
Eyelids blinked open, and blazing color met Obi-Wan's own eyes. Dazzling blue orbs of colour bored in his own eyes, opening up a world of understanding.
//Those are my eyes.// Obi-Wan thought to himself.
The boy slowly sat up, leaning his back on the headboard. He said nothing, eyes always looking at Obi-Wan, trying to identify friend or foe.
"Hello." Obi-Wan whispered softly, "I'm Obi-Wan."
The boy just kept staring.
"What's your name?" tried Obi-Wan again, this time a little louder.
Still nothing.
Obi-Wan was puzzled. He was begin to think that maybe this little boy did not know how to speak, that maybe the Kaminoans never taught.
Then he heard it.
A soft whisper, like a wind through the trees.
"Safe?" asked the boy, still gazing at the older man.
Obi-Wan's heart seemed to stop. With that one, simple word, he knew. He knew that he had to take care of this child, no matter the cost. That he wanted to be a father to this boy, his son.
"Of course." Obi-Wan replied, his voice also a bare whisper.
The boy responded with a hug, wrapping his arms around the normally stoic Jedi Master. Obi-Wan returned it, and felt for the first time in a long time, home.
*Sorry this chapter took a while, my plot bunny wouldn't come back to me.
One thing I would like to say is that if my Obi-Wan doesn't seem to act like the Obi-Wan Kenobi in the movies, that is because I intend him to be different. I want to show that even Obi-Wan Kenobi can be prone to emotional outbursts.
Thanks for reading, and please don't forget to tell me what you think of the story!*