Another rewrite, again with help from Katieelessar! Your help in writing this story has been invaluable, Katie! Many thanks also go to I luv ewansmile and The Dancing Cavalier for their kind reviews. Without the three of you supporting my story, I probably wouldn't even have gotten this far!
Qui-Gon sat in his small quarters on the ship- his quarters were not much bigger than a closet- reading the information Jocasta had given them to help them with their mission. His muscles were cramping from sitting in one place for too long. He used the Force to relax his muscles and it worked almost instantly. Sighing, he tried to continue studying the information, but something was tugging at the back of his mind. He had noticed that his Padawan had seemed very distant lately. He had sensed Obi-Wan's thoughts wandering multiple times in the past few weeks. Deciding to take a break from the material, Qui-Gon went to go speak with his Padawan. He stood up and stretched to relax his quickly re-cramping muscles. Then he walked out of his quarters and down the hall to Obi-Wan's room. He quickly opened the door. To his surprise, he found his Padawan sitting back as much as possible to make room for him.
"Is there a problem, Master? I sensed you coming. You don't usually leave research unless there is a major problem," Obi-Wan inquired, just a touch of anxiety in his otherwise calm and serene voice. He motioned for Qui-Gon to sit.
"Actually, Padawan, I was going to ask you the same question. You've seemed a little distant lately. Is something going on that I should know about?" Qui-Gon inquired as he sat down.
"Well, I should have known you'd notice. I was going to ask you about it, but whenever I was available you weren't. I had a dream about two weeks ago. It was fairly unsettling. It was almost as if…"
"As if what, Obi-Wan?"
"…as if I was reliving Cerasi's death… that's what I thought it was for a moment after I awoke, and I was upset because I thought I'd gotten over it, but then I thought about the dream and realized…"
"What?" Qui-Gon gently drew out his Padawan's feelings.
"The girl that died in my arms wasn't Cerasi…" Obi-Wan's voice trailed off. "I was unsure, but as I looked back, she seemed like a person of great importance. It felt like a vision."
"A vision? Of what?"
"That's just it! I don't know. I didn't even recognize the girl, but it was plain in the dream that I had many of the same feelings for her as I did for Cerasi."
"Don't disregard your feelings and dreams, Obi-Wan, but be careful in how much you dwell on them. This is an extremely important mission, and we can't be distracted by anything." Qui-Gon smiled sadly. "And don't forget- I know the pain of losing someone close to your heart." He stood up to leave as Obi-Wan remembered Tahl. Qui-Gon had finally told him what had happened between the two of them not long before she died. They had pledged their lives to each other, and then to lose her… Obi-Wan shuddered as he remembered how Qui-Gon had lost control of his emotions after her death. He had come very close to the Dark Side, and if Obi-Wan hadn't shown up when he did…
Obi-Wan quickly forgot the subject. He hated thinking about what had nearly happened to his Master on that mission. Instead, he returned to his research as Qui-Gon left the room.
Two standard hours later, the ship reached its destination. The two Jedi stepped off the ship as Princess Caryna came out to meet them.
"Welcome to Corellia!" she greeted them.
Obi-Wan froze. The girl he saw before him… was the girl from his dream.
Once again, I hope you very much enjoyed the changes!