Title: Sins of the Father
Author: Felicia Zezili
Rating: PG-13 (Just to be safe)
Category: Drama/Angst and somewhat messed up romance/ Obviously AU
Summary: Before his final mission Xanatos has a love affair with a fellow Padawan. When it is discovered that she is pregnant great means are made to keep the birth of the child secret but Xanatos returns many years later for his son, Obi-Wan.
Disclaimer: All recognizable Star Wars characters are the exclusive property of George Lucas. All others belong to me. I have no official permission to use these characters, but I'm not being paid for it either, so that's okay…or maybe not. Just don't sue me please!
Author's Notes: Has this been done before? I have this nagging feeling that it was but I had to write this nonetheless. I've had to since Firbyrd mentioned this scenario. (I owe her a big thanks to for letting me use it) It took control of my life until it was all I thought about! How would the characters react to one another? What could some of the possibilities be? So, if this has been done before, I'm sorry didn't mean to steal your idea. The romance parts are inspired by the HBO film "Bones" Starring Snoop Dogg, who I am really afraid of now.
Chapter 1 – A star is born
Jibril stood in the center of the Council Chamber. Staying true to the training that she had received at the temple, her sea green eyes remained raised though she wished nothing more then to lower them so as not to look at the council members and their scrutinizing gazes. She looked over to her master Mace Windu hoping to find some comfort and understanding. Hoping that when this was all over that he would remember that she was still the same Padawan that he cared for and trained for almost 8 years.
Her gaze then moved to another man who stood just to the side the council, Master Qui-Gon Jinn. He was hurting just as much as she was. She knew it even if he was shielding his emotions. His eyes reflected the same sense of loss and betrayal that were in Jibril's.
Jibril was drawn from her thoughts when Master Yoda began to speak, "Sad day this is with the news of Xanatos' turning and more complicated things have become with these new discovers." Jibril couldn't help but lower her eyes in shame.
Mace Windu looked over his padawan and sighed, "We have to deal with this in a very discreet manner, for the safety of the child." Jibril looked up and looked around the chamber as the other council members agreed to this. For the safety of the child or is it for safety of the Temple's status? Jibril thought to herself. A child born out wedlock by two young Jedi apprentices one whom turned to the dark side would leave a mark of shame on the temple. So, of course we have to keep the Temple's reputation intact. She had to hold back on saying these words out loud though she knew that it was the true reason for keeping this a secret.
Almost over a year ago Xanatos and Jibril had started a secret relationship. At first Jibril had protested to the idea of them being more then friends, convinced that they would never get away with such ploy but Xanatos was persistent and eventually the young woman could not resist his charms.
They had kept the relationship very low key. They would see each other when they could but tired not to seem obvious by spending all their free time together. They resumed their everyday routine and usually when they were together there was no physically contact what so ever though force touches in each other's minds made up for that. Jibril would even admit that it was somewhat thrilling to be going behind the Master's backs with their secret and it seemed so harmless…at the time.
The night before Xanatos left for his final mission, He had come to Jibril's quarters that She shared with her master, who was at a council meeting at the time. Even before Xanatos turned the corner down the hall where the small apartment was located, Jibril could feel Xanatos' anxiety of the up coming trial. When he entered the apartment, he told her how his master had said that this was to be his last mission before he became a knight.
Jibril was so happy for him that she had forgotten where she was and threw her arms around his neck. Their eyes met and Jibril didn't resist when Xanatos leaned down and kisses her. To this day Jibril wasn't sure what had over taken them. Maybe it was Coruscant. Maybe there was something in the air that night. No matter what is was, it just felt right.
Weeks later after Xanatos and Master Jinn had gone to Telos; Jibril was once again in the quarters that she shared with her master, mediating. As she sat there, she began to feel another presence in the room. It was small almost no existent but familiar somehow. The presence reminded her somewhat of Xanatos. Then a realization came to her and her hand drifted unconsciously to her abdomen. Suddenly their harmless secret seemed much more serious.
Jibril knew that she couldn't keep her and Xanatos' relationship from the masters anymore and when they received news of Xanatos' turning to the dark side, it only made it all the harder to go through with this. Xanatos had promised her that he would return after this mission but now it was obvious that he would not be coming back. Her master was beyond ashamed of her. She had kneeled down in front of him and told Mace everything. When Jibril had finished her narration, the young Jedi looked up, not knowing what exactly she was hoping to see in her Master's expression but what she did see was the most painful. There was nothing. No anger. No sadness. No expression what so ever. Mace only calmly dismissed her from the room. Jibril got to her feet and bowed lightly before hurrying away.
"Jibril will have an extended mission for Agri-crops." Master Windu began his voice even. "After the child is born it will go to a foster family. If—"
"Why can't I take care of my child?" Jibril interrupted. Everyone in the council chamber looked at the young woman, somewhat surprised by the outburst.
Mace looked at Jibril for a long moment but then began talking again where he had been cut off. "If the child is force sensitive, it will be brought to the temple for training when it is old enough."
Jibril was fuming. Not only would they be making her an outcast from the Order but they were also taking her child! "Displeased with this decision are you, Padawan Jibril?" Master Yoda asked. Jibril cursed herself. She should know by now to be careful what you think about in front of the Council.
"Yes, Master Yoda. I believe I can protect my own child. Though, I must say I don't see any threat to it."
"Xanatos is a threat to your child." Mace said icily. "He will undeniably come after it when he finds out. We must keep the child's true identity secret for it's own good."
"You mean for the good of the Order!" Jibril retorted in a loud and clear voice. She couldn't keep her thoughts silent anymore. She knew that was the true reason that they wanted to keep the child secret. It was outrages and she didn't just want to sit back why they decided her future and the future of her unborn child.
"Padawan Jibril, you will do well to remember your place." Mace said.
"What place?!" She asked desperately. "I know that I will be dismissed from the Order. I no longer have a place here!"
Mace and his padawan held their angry gazes, neither one willing to back down. The silence lasted for a few minutes before Jibril lowered her gaze. "You may return to your quarters to pack for your journey to Agri-Crops." Mace said.
"Yes Master." Jibril replied in a scornful tone. She turned on her heels and left the Council chamber.
Nines months passed by in what seemed like an instant and on that final day Jibril gave birth to a healthy baby boy. Hours had passed since the delivery. The room was dark with the only light in the room coming form the full moon shinning through the window onto the bed where Jibril now lay in asleep, the infant in a crib beside her bed.
After giving birth, young woman had asked to hold her son just once before they took him away. Moved by her plea, the healer gently handed the small bundle to Jibril. The second she looked down at the baby's chubby little face, she feel in love. She pleaded with the healer to let her keep the child just for one night. Then she would gratefully entrust him in the hands of his foster family, Almena and Conor Kenobi. The young couple seemed nice enough and promised to give her son a good home till he went off to the temple.
Through the silence there was a rustle of fabric. It wouldn't have been loud enough to wake up a normal person, but with Jibril's Jedi senses she picked up on the noise and was immediately awake. She sat in bed and looked over to her baby first to make sure he was okay. The child was sleeping peacefully in his crib.
Jibril then peered into the darkness. She could make out a figure detach itself from the wall and slowly walk over to her. The figure stopped just short of where the moonlight was. A pale hand reached out and caressed her cheek. Even though hand was ice cold, Jibril leaned into it. "Xanatos." She whispered.
The door to her room swished open. The hand that was against her cheek was gone. The healer from before walked in the darkened room. "Is everything all right?" The healer asked.
Jibril nodded absently and her hand drifted to where the pale hand had touched her. "Yes. Everything is fine." The healer nodded and wished Jibril a good night before she left the room, the door closing quietly behind her.
//I'll be back for you later, little one.// Xanatos' voice said through the force to the baby.
The infant began to cry. Jibril hurried out of bed and over to her son. She picked him up and began rocking him. "Shhh…It's all right sweetheart."