A/N: Yay! The story lives! I'm sorry that I don't have time to respond to everyone personally but for all you guys who commented thank you very very much I appriciate it and it really helps my motivation :)
The world drifted in and out of focus as Obi-Wan wavered between consciousness and oblivion. When he finally struggled his way into awareness a sharp pain shot through his head and needles started pocking at the back of his skull. A harsh cold wind wafted around him and he instinctively snuggled close to the only source of heat that was being provided. It took Obi-Wan's blurry mind several moments to register the wetness of his feet and that he was without his tunic, though covered by some kind of warm cloth. He pried his eyes open to stare at the warm mass he was snuggled up against and found himself faced with dark cloth that was Anakin's tunic.
Obi-Wan shifted in Anakin's arms trying to remember what had happened. He remembered being cold and the stars before his eyes. He remembered the water, that freezing cold water. The Jedi suddenly found his mind wrapped in the memory of the stabbing cold coming from being wet and in the wind. He knew he and Anakin had been at the separatists base but they had been discovered before they could get away cleanly so they had to make a run for it. Something had gone wrong though he wasn't quite sure what it was, his memory was far too fogy.
"Master?" Anakin's quite call summoned Obi-Wan's mind from its recollections. Obi-Wan looked up to look into a pair of worried blue eyes. "Master, can you here me?"
"Anakin, what happened?" Obi-Wan asked, his voice strangely raw. He tried to sit up and slide out of Anakin's arms but the young man pushed him down gently.
"No." Anakin shook his head. "Don't try to move around much. How are you feeling?"
Obi-Wan looked up uncertainly at his partner. "Well," he admitted, "cold for one. Partly numb for another. But besides that and a headache I don't detect anything very life threatening." A gust of cold wind howled outside their cave and a gust of it blew inside, making both Jedi shiver. Anakin hugged Obi-Wan closer protectively. "Anakin, what happened?" Obi-Wan asked again, obliging to lie down as his head started spinning.
"There was an avalanche I guess," Anakin said. "It carried you into the water. I don't know how long you were in there and then you were out cold when I got you out…you didn't come around for a long time. Something might be wrong."
"I'm sure it's nothing. Just a little cold…though I thank you for your thermocape."
Anakin grinned. "Aren't you glad I brought it now?"
"I suppose."
"We'll have to get going tomorrow and get back to the ship. Do try to sleep, Master."
Obi-Wan looked concerned. "You won't get much sleep sitting up, Anakin. I assure you that I will be fine."
Anakin only shook his head. "I've slept through worse," Anakin protested. "I want to keep you warm, Obi-Wan."
"Thank you, Padawan," Obi-Wan said genuinely, though still concerned for his friend. Obi-Wan snuggled against Anakin, letting their shared body heat protect him, somewhat, from the cold. It felt oddly comfortable to be like that. He was safe with Anakin, he knew.
The young knight laid his head on top of Obi-Wan's, trying to dispatch his worry. They needed to get to the ship, and fast. Maybe it was just the cold getting to him. Anakin hated being cold. In his experience the cold kills. And Anakin feared death. Not as much his own but of those he cared for. Feared in more then anything else.
Obi-Wan was an early riser unlike Anakin who enjoyed his sleeping hours to their full capacity, so it was rather disconcerting to wake up while Obi-Wan was still peacefully asleep, his breathing and heartbeat even and undisturbed.
Anakin reached through the Force and probed at Obi-Wan Force signature. It was quite bright and nothing to be disturbed over…yet.
Anakin shivered and looked down at the sleeping Jedi in his arms. Obi-Wan looked so comfortable that Anakin didn't want to wake him. But they needed to get going. The young knight stalled for time a little further by checking Obi-Wan head injury to make sure that it was healing properly. He then reached into the Force and brushed his mind against Obi-Wan's.
Obi-Wan stirred slightly, snuggling closer to Anakin.
"Master. Obi-Wan, you need to wake up," Anakin murmured into Obi-Wan's ear. It took several more attempts for Anakin to get Obi-Wan to wake up. Obi-Wan was usually a light sleeper so this didn't suit Anakin's nerves at all for the moment.
After a meek breakfast of protein cubes the two Jedi started in the general direction of their ship/ Anakin tried coming up R2 to tell the droid to activate the ship's homing beacon but something had gone wrong with Anakin's commlink during the avalanche and so he would need to wait until their next stop to see if he could fix it. Obi-Wan's comm. had shorted out on impact with the water. "And they call these tings waterproof," Obi-Wan muttered to himself as he examined his damaged commlink in disgust.
"I'm sure I can fix mine," Anakin tried to assure them both as they plowed through knee deep snow.
Obi-Wan didn't say anything, only clutched Anakin's thermocape, which now worked in the stead of his tunics and robe, closer to him as anothe gust of icy wind blew in their faces. Not that he had any doubt in Anakin's mechanical abilities, just that he was getting too dizzy to reply.