My A/N: I decided for some reason considering NO ONE IS REVIEWING to start
up on this again. Hell, I had nothing better to do. Anyway, here it is.
Don't hate because I'm so damn good. Hate because. . .Aw, hell. Go ahead
and hate. I know I suck. Just don't flame!
Obi-Wan woke up sometime later, deciding to mellow out after that experience. Force, he hated healers. He didn't know, however, know why he'd fallen in love with one. He didn't know why he'd fallen in love in the first place. Come to think of it, he really didn't know much at all.
"Oh, good, you're awake," someone said, making him jump slightly. Now, why hadn't he felt that?
"Don't worry. You're head's probably still foggy from the drug we administered. Besides, I was trying to hide from you." Oh, that answered his question. He came up with several more. For example, how could this person hide from a Jedi? How did this person know what he was thinking? Who was it?
"Jeez, only Jedi can hide from Jedi. You ought to know that by now. Since Padawans are not capable of it, you ought to know who I am. Also, you should know that I know you almost as well as you know you."
"Oh, hello, Lessa."
"'Bout time."
"Hey, I just woke up! Leave me alone!"
"Yes, Master."
They sat in companionable silence for a while until Lessa couldn't take it anymore. She walked over and kissed him. "We were so worried."
"Why? You of all people ought to know that there's very little that can get me down."
"There's that thing about the Council members."
"Yeah."
"What's that about?"
"Nothing. Nothing you need concern yourself with."
"Talk to me, hun. Or I'll just go ahead and dig it out."
"You wouldn't!"
"You know I would."
"Well, I don't want to talk about it right now."
"How come?"
"'Cuz I just found out. I'm still digesting."
"What?"
"I haven't exactly processed this information yet. It's very difficult to do, especially with something like this."
"Oh. But you will tell me?"
"Of course. Just not now."
"Okay."
They spent some more time just talking idly. There wasn't a point in doing much until they found out what was going to happen next.
Soon enough they found out. Khala was being charged with murder, sabotage, and arson. The boy had problems. The Jedi excused themselves, politely declining offers to allow them to stay longer, and headed back to the Temple. Obi-Wan had problems with the Council that couldn't wait. Maybe he'd go back to Lumeria someday. Maybe.
Obi-Wan woke up sometime later, deciding to mellow out after that experience. Force, he hated healers. He didn't know, however, know why he'd fallen in love with one. He didn't know why he'd fallen in love in the first place. Come to think of it, he really didn't know much at all.
"Oh, good, you're awake," someone said, making him jump slightly. Now, why hadn't he felt that?
"Don't worry. You're head's probably still foggy from the drug we administered. Besides, I was trying to hide from you." Oh, that answered his question. He came up with several more. For example, how could this person hide from a Jedi? How did this person know what he was thinking? Who was it?
"Jeez, only Jedi can hide from Jedi. You ought to know that by now. Since Padawans are not capable of it, you ought to know who I am. Also, you should know that I know you almost as well as you know you."
"Oh, hello, Lessa."
"'Bout time."
"Hey, I just woke up! Leave me alone!"
"Yes, Master."
They sat in companionable silence for a while until Lessa couldn't take it anymore. She walked over and kissed him. "We were so worried."
"Why? You of all people ought to know that there's very little that can get me down."
"There's that thing about the Council members."
"Yeah."
"What's that about?"
"Nothing. Nothing you need concern yourself with."
"Talk to me, hun. Or I'll just go ahead and dig it out."
"You wouldn't!"
"You know I would."
"Well, I don't want to talk about it right now."
"How come?"
"'Cuz I just found out. I'm still digesting."
"What?"
"I haven't exactly processed this information yet. It's very difficult to do, especially with something like this."
"Oh. But you will tell me?"
"Of course. Just not now."
"Okay."
They spent some more time just talking idly. There wasn't a point in doing much until they found out what was going to happen next.
Soon enough they found out. Khala was being charged with murder, sabotage, and arson. The boy had problems. The Jedi excused themselves, politely declining offers to allow them to stay longer, and headed back to the Temple. Obi-Wan had problems with the Council that couldn't wait. Maybe he'd go back to Lumeria someday. Maybe.