A/N: I'm back everyone! YAY!! I got some good reviews, so I'm gonna a-keep
on goin'. Wish me luck. Since this is supposed to be more Sirius, oops, I
mean serious, it's kinda hard except when I'm depressed. I don't wanna
write this when I'm depressed, cuz then it'll get really, really dark. I'm
talkin' rape, death of a major character, destruction of a life. . .not
that that last one isn't already happening. Poor Obi-Wan! I'm so evil.
Anyway, here goes.
Obi-Wan, Lessa, Anakin, and Lanen stepped onto the transport. It was party time. He had to face the Council. He had to know.
The way back was full of the sounds of hyper Padawans screwing around and an irate Master attempting to keep them under control. Obi-Wan stared thoughtfully out the window at the black of space.
"What's wrong, Master?" the inquisitive young Anakin inquired.
"Nothing," Obi-Wan replied distantly.
"Sure?"
"Yeah."
"Okay." With that, Anakin went off to assist Lanen in harassing Lessa.
Obi-Wan thought about what he was going to say to the Council. He carefully rehearsed what he would say, what they would say, how he would respond. He felt he was ready to confront them. He had the printouts. He had evidence. He would do what he had to do. That was that.
If Lessa noticed his distance, she said nothing of it, for which he was very thankful. About an hour that seemed like forever later, they disembarked at the Jedi Temple. The Masters put the Padawans in the care of friends who would make sure the young ones would do no damage. The two Masters walked up to the Council chambers to make their report.
"Why do they have to be so damn far away?" Lessa grumbled, ignoring Obi- Wan's silence. Finally, thee got there. The report went as normal, as planned, as usual. Then came the part where Lessa and the Council minus Yoda, Adi, and Mace left.
"You wished to see us?" Mace inquired.
All his carefully prepared words fled from his mind. Everything he'd wanted to express vanished. It seemed as though his mind had gone blank and this throat closed up. He said the only thing he could right then.
"You lied to me."
Those four words, and all the accusation they held, were not lost on the three Jedi Masters.
"Sorry we are, Obi-Wan," said Yoda in his inverted fashion.
"We had no choice," added Adi.
"You must understand that we had no way of telling you without letting them know," Mace explained. "They couldn't know. They'd become too attached. So would you."
Obi-Wan's throat unstuck. Even though it was not a Jedi-like thing to do, he started yelling. "That's no excuse! All my life, you've taught me never to lie! You've told me to be honest in all ways and I have been! I trusted you! What am I supposed to do now? Say, okay, fine I forgive you and act like nothing ever happened?"
"No, but please, Obi-Wan," Adi pleaded.
"Please what? Forget my Master? My father? Pretend I don't know what I know? Forget everything that's happened, because you think I should? I can't! CAN'T! It's impossible!" He was getting hysterical and he knew it. He was surprised to find he really didn't care.
"Obi-Wan, calm down!" ordered Mace. "You're getting hysterical."
"No shit, really?" Obi-Wan shouted. "Don't you think I KNOW that? What really surprises me is the fact that I DON'T CARE! You people have lied to me all my life and expect me to trust you!! How CAN you? Don't you see?"
"Obi-Wan," Adi tried.
"No, you don't see. You're the ones who've been lying!!"
"We know, Obi-Wan," Mace said soothingly, "but we had no choice. You couldn't know until you were ready. Very few Jedi ever give birth, and none give birth after being with another Jedi."
Obi-Wan was regaining his head now, regaining his composure. He wasn't sorry he'd let it slip. It felt better. He hated scripts, anyway. They sounded so fake.
"Wrong we were, Obi-Wan. A choice you have now. Make it you must." Obviously coming from Yoda.
Obi-Wan thought for a moment, then answered. "I'm not leaving, but only because Anakin needs me." With that, he turned and left.
"Thank the Force," Mace breathed.
"The Force had nothing to do with it," Adi said slowly. "But I'm glad he's staying."
Obi-Wan, Lessa, Anakin, and Lanen stepped onto the transport. It was party time. He had to face the Council. He had to know.
The way back was full of the sounds of hyper Padawans screwing around and an irate Master attempting to keep them under control. Obi-Wan stared thoughtfully out the window at the black of space.
"What's wrong, Master?" the inquisitive young Anakin inquired.
"Nothing," Obi-Wan replied distantly.
"Sure?"
"Yeah."
"Okay." With that, Anakin went off to assist Lanen in harassing Lessa.
Obi-Wan thought about what he was going to say to the Council. He carefully rehearsed what he would say, what they would say, how he would respond. He felt he was ready to confront them. He had the printouts. He had evidence. He would do what he had to do. That was that.
If Lessa noticed his distance, she said nothing of it, for which he was very thankful. About an hour that seemed like forever later, they disembarked at the Jedi Temple. The Masters put the Padawans in the care of friends who would make sure the young ones would do no damage. The two Masters walked up to the Council chambers to make their report.
"Why do they have to be so damn far away?" Lessa grumbled, ignoring Obi- Wan's silence. Finally, thee got there. The report went as normal, as planned, as usual. Then came the part where Lessa and the Council minus Yoda, Adi, and Mace left.
"You wished to see us?" Mace inquired.
All his carefully prepared words fled from his mind. Everything he'd wanted to express vanished. It seemed as though his mind had gone blank and this throat closed up. He said the only thing he could right then.
"You lied to me."
Those four words, and all the accusation they held, were not lost on the three Jedi Masters.
"Sorry we are, Obi-Wan," said Yoda in his inverted fashion.
"We had no choice," added Adi.
"You must understand that we had no way of telling you without letting them know," Mace explained. "They couldn't know. They'd become too attached. So would you."
Obi-Wan's throat unstuck. Even though it was not a Jedi-like thing to do, he started yelling. "That's no excuse! All my life, you've taught me never to lie! You've told me to be honest in all ways and I have been! I trusted you! What am I supposed to do now? Say, okay, fine I forgive you and act like nothing ever happened?"
"No, but please, Obi-Wan," Adi pleaded.
"Please what? Forget my Master? My father? Pretend I don't know what I know? Forget everything that's happened, because you think I should? I can't! CAN'T! It's impossible!" He was getting hysterical and he knew it. He was surprised to find he really didn't care.
"Obi-Wan, calm down!" ordered Mace. "You're getting hysterical."
"No shit, really?" Obi-Wan shouted. "Don't you think I KNOW that? What really surprises me is the fact that I DON'T CARE! You people have lied to me all my life and expect me to trust you!! How CAN you? Don't you see?"
"Obi-Wan," Adi tried.
"No, you don't see. You're the ones who've been lying!!"
"We know, Obi-Wan," Mace said soothingly, "but we had no choice. You couldn't know until you were ready. Very few Jedi ever give birth, and none give birth after being with another Jedi."
Obi-Wan was regaining his head now, regaining his composure. He wasn't sorry he'd let it slip. It felt better. He hated scripts, anyway. They sounded so fake.
"Wrong we were, Obi-Wan. A choice you have now. Make it you must." Obviously coming from Yoda.
Obi-Wan thought for a moment, then answered. "I'm not leaving, but only because Anakin needs me." With that, he turned and left.
"Thank the Force," Mace breathed.
"The Force had nothing to do with it," Adi said slowly. "But I'm glad he's staying."