(A/N: Hello everyone! My name is Hilary, and this is my first Star-Wars fic. I've been reading them for a while, but I never actually wrote one. This chapter, because it is the prologue, is extremely short. Don't worry, the following chapters will be longer:)

Disclaimer: Obviously, as my name isn't George Lucas, hardly anything in this story belongs to me.

Summary: Obi-Wan is always complaining about Anakin's misconduct, but what was Obi-Wan like as a child?

Enjoy!

Prologue

Qui-Gon Jinn carefully held the little bundle in his arms. This was his least favorite part of his job… taking a baby away from its parents just seemed, well, cruel. Still, he supposed it had to be done; otherwise there wouldn't be any Jedi.

This baby was peculiar, though… most of the time they cried for hours after being taken away from their parents. Well, if they were conscious—it was easiest if they were asleep. This baby in particular, however, was wide awake, and really didn't seem to mind. He wasn't making any fuss at all… he just looked a little bit curious about what was going on.

"Good little boy, isn't he?" Wuh'lin, his fellow Jedi, said with a smile. Wuh'lin was a Twi'lek, and one of the older Jedi.

Qui-Gon nodded thoughtfully. "It's a little bit odd, actually…" he gently pulled back the blanket just to make sure that the baby hadn't died. Wouldn't that have been horrible! Qui-Gon was sure that he would never live it down.

But no, the baby was perfectly fine. It gazed up at him with big, calm blue eyes and he could almost swear that the baby smiled.

"What's his name?" Wuh'lin inquired curiously.

Qui-Gon shook his head, "The family actually hadn't named him yet. I think they were still trying to come up with one. Their surname was Kenobi."

"No name, eh? Well, we'll just have to name him, then. How about… Fabian?"

There was a pause as Qui-Gon stopped and stared at Wuh'lin. "You're kidding, aren't you?"

"Well, no. What's wrong with Fabian?"

"Fabian Kenobi? I wouldn't do that to the poor kid."

They walked on in silence towards their ship for a while. "So, what would you name him?" Wuh'lin asked at last.

Qui-Gon thought about it for several moments before saying, "How about Obi-Wan? Obi-Wan Kenobi… it has a ring to it…"

"You're kidding, right?"

Qui-Gon looked over at Wuh'lin and raised an eyebrow. "What's wrong with Obi-Wan?"

His fellow Jedi just shrugged. "Nothing, I guess. It's up to you."

"Well then, Obi-Wan it is."

Wuh'lin stopped and just watched Qui-Gon walk towards the ship for a while. Then he shook his head and muttered quietly so that his comrade didn't hear, "And he thought Fabian was bad."

"I heard that!" Qui-Gon shouted over his shoulder.

Wuh'lin grinned and picked up the pace to catch up. "Well, it's true. I mean, Obi-Wan? Where did you come up with that? Poor kid. He is a good little thing, though. Hasn't made a single peep the entire time."

"Maybe it's just because I'm good with kids." Qui-Gon suggested, placing a foot onto the ramp to enter the ship.

Almost instantly, Obi-Wan started wailing loudly. Wuh'lin burst into laughter, "Well, so much for that theory! I wonder what's gotten into him?"

"I don't know." Qui-Gon removed his foot from the ramp to stand beside the Twi'lek, and Obi-Wan stopped mid-wail. The Jedi glanced at each other, and then Wuh'lin started laughing again.

Qui-Gon sighed and turned back, then started up the ramp again. Immediately Obi-Wan began bawling even louder than he had been before. The further that the Jedi went up the ramp, the louder that the baby got. Finally Qui-Gon stopped and turned around, then headed back down the ramp. Obi-Wan stopped crying.

By now Wuh'lin was laughing so hard that there were tears running down his face. "Something tells me this is going to be an interesting flight. Maybe the kid just doesn't like the ship."

"Or he doesn't like flying." Qui-Gon added, "I really hope this isn't a premonition of what is to come."

xxxxx

Obi-Wan cried loudly and incessantly the entire way back to the Jedi Temple. It was so obnoxious that Wuh'lin had gone to the back of the ship to escape from it, and Qui-Gon had stuffed cotton in his ears to muffle the sound. The cotton wasn't working, though, and he could feel a headache coming on.

As soon as the Jedi Temple was in sight, Qui-Gon just barely suppressed a shout of joy. When the ship landed, he gathered up the baby and practically ran off of the ship. The moment that Qui-Gon hit the ground, Obi-Wan stopped crying and gazed innocently up at him.

Master Mace Windu chose that moment to walk up and greet them. "Ah, a newcomer." he smiled and leaned over to look at the baby. "Good little thing, isn't he?"

"Ha!" Qui-Gon said dryly. "Yeah, a little angel." He shoved the baby at Master Windu and started off towards the temple, shouting back, "I don't ever want to see the little bugger again!"

"Wait, where are you going?" Mace yelled at Qui-Gon's retreating back.

"To get something for my headache!"

Master Windu looked down at the baby and blinked. The baby blinked back, its wide blue eyes brimming with innocence. Master Windu shook his head and stared in the direction that Qui-Gon had gone. "I wonder what's gotten into him…"

(A/N: I hoped that you all liked it so far! Please tell me what you think! Oh, also, I did a search for unusual names, so Fabian is actually a name that, in Latin, means 'bean.')

Hilary