You're not real." muttered Obi to himself. "You're not real."
Obi turned and ran into the next room, Sabé watching him nervously.
"Stay here." commanded Sabé to Naya, "I'll be right back."
Sabé ran to find Obi, while Qui numbly sat down on the edge of the
fountain.
Truths
"I don't believe it..." said Qui softly.
Naya looked at him, visibly confused at the previous events.
"Are you alright?" she asked, concerned.
Qui looked up at her face, looking right into the eyes of his former Padawan. It really was Obi's daughter.
"Yes, I'm fine." Qui responded after a long period of silence.
"You know my father?" asked Naya curiously, sitting down next to Qui.
"Yes, I do, well, I did. He once was my Padawan. Do you know what a Padawan is?"
Naya nodded the affirmative.
"When your father was thirteen, I took him as my Padawan learner. But on one mission, a year later, your father got in some trouble and he was removed from the Order." Qui looked at the little girl to see if she was listening, then continued. "I never saw him again. But here he is now! I want to know about you, Naya." said Qui.
Naya was silent for a moment, then answered. "Well, I was born on Gamereo IV six years ago. I lived my my dad in an apartment near the mines."
"What about your mother?" asked Qui softly.
"She...she died when I was born." replied Naya, her voice barely above a whisper.
Qui sat quietly for a moment. What a life his former apprentice had had. Work as a miner, a single father, death of the child's mother. But the worst part of it was was that Qui suspected if only he had taken Obi as his Padawan, this would have never happened. *~* Elsewhere in the palace...
Obi sat quietly on the bench, Sabé by his side. Her arm was around his shoulders, offering some small comfort.
"I thought he was dead." said Obi, speaking for the first time. "Sometimes, I had wished he was dead. Then he could feel what I had felt."
"Oh Obi." Sabé sighed.
Obi gave her a small, sad smile. "Don't worry, I don't feel that way anymore. I wouldn't wish death upon anyone, not anymore."
"I'm glad about that. Otherwise, I'd be worried about me!" said Sabé, trying to make Obi smile.
It worked. Obi smiled softly, but it was a geunine smile.
"Besides," added Sabé, "If you hadn't left the Temple, you wouldn't have met Tasha, Naya would have never been born, and you would have never met me!" (A/N: Yeah, right Sabé!)
"You do have a point."said Obi. "No matter how much pain I've gone through, I don't think I would trade all the happy times I've had with Tasha, with Naya, with you,(A/N: Obi emphaises the 'you', as in Sabé) for any amout of credits."
There was a silence for a moment, the passion building in the air when...
"Panaka to Kenobi. Are you there Kenobi?"
The sound coming from Obi's communicator made them both jump. It took Obi a moment to realize that Panaka was calling for him.
"I'm here." replied Obi, talking into his communicator.
"Good. I need you, the Jedi, Sabé and your daughter to come to the throne room ASAP. It's an emergency."
Obi and Sabé looked at each other quickly, then rushed off to find Qui-Gon and Naya.
*Sorry for the long wait!!!! REVIEWS! REVIEWS! REVIEWS! they're the high point of my day, so write more more more plz!*
"I don't believe it..." said Qui softly.
Naya looked at him, visibly confused at the previous events.
"Are you alright?" she asked, concerned.
Qui looked up at her face, looking right into the eyes of his former Padawan. It really was Obi's daughter.
"Yes, I'm fine." Qui responded after a long period of silence.
"You know my father?" asked Naya curiously, sitting down next to Qui.
"Yes, I do, well, I did. He once was my Padawan. Do you know what a Padawan is?"
Naya nodded the affirmative.
"When your father was thirteen, I took him as my Padawan learner. But on one mission, a year later, your father got in some trouble and he was removed from the Order." Qui looked at the little girl to see if she was listening, then continued. "I never saw him again. But here he is now! I want to know about you, Naya." said Qui.
Naya was silent for a moment, then answered. "Well, I was born on Gamereo IV six years ago. I lived my my dad in an apartment near the mines."
"What about your mother?" asked Qui softly.
"She...she died when I was born." replied Naya, her voice barely above a whisper.
Qui sat quietly for a moment. What a life his former apprentice had had. Work as a miner, a single father, death of the child's mother. But the worst part of it was was that Qui suspected if only he had taken Obi as his Padawan, this would have never happened. *~* Elsewhere in the palace...
Obi sat quietly on the bench, Sabé by his side. Her arm was around his shoulders, offering some small comfort.
"I thought he was dead." said Obi, speaking for the first time. "Sometimes, I had wished he was dead. Then he could feel what I had felt."
"Oh Obi." Sabé sighed.
Obi gave her a small, sad smile. "Don't worry, I don't feel that way anymore. I wouldn't wish death upon anyone, not anymore."
"I'm glad about that. Otherwise, I'd be worried about me!" said Sabé, trying to make Obi smile.
It worked. Obi smiled softly, but it was a geunine smile.
"Besides," added Sabé, "If you hadn't left the Temple, you wouldn't have met Tasha, Naya would have never been born, and you would have never met me!" (A/N: Yeah, right Sabé!)
"You do have a point."said Obi. "No matter how much pain I've gone through, I don't think I would trade all the happy times I've had with Tasha, with Naya, with you,(A/N: Obi emphaises the 'you', as in Sabé) for any amout of credits."
There was a silence for a moment, the passion building in the air when...
"Panaka to Kenobi. Are you there Kenobi?"
The sound coming from Obi's communicator made them both jump. It took Obi a moment to realize that Panaka was calling for him.
"I'm here." replied Obi, talking into his communicator.
"Good. I need you, the Jedi, Sabé and your daughter to come to the throne room ASAP. It's an emergency."
Obi and Sabé looked at each other quickly, then rushed off to find Qui-Gon and Naya.
*Sorry for the long wait!!!! REVIEWS! REVIEWS! REVIEWS! they're the high point of my day, so write more more more plz!*