BEFORE I GET ON WITH THE "REPLYING TO REVIEWS THE OLD FASHIONED WAY" JUST THOUGHT I WOULD LET YOU KNOW THAT THE AU ENDING FOR THIS FIC HAS BEEN WRITTEN AND IT'S DONE. SO. IF YOU WANT TO READ THAT, LET ME KNOW! I'LL POST THAT ON HERE!

Valairy Scot- Right? He's such a good guy! He just hides it under all that gruffness

MirkwoodsPrincess225 - That's the thing too. I've found that people don't really like him all that much but he's a great character! Yeah, his actions in the prequels were...y'know. But! He's nice and he's a Jedi and he's like I don't even know! I like him! I like his character and I love seeing him portrayed as this nice guy. So, I felt I needed to write him the way I think a few of the people in this fandom I've talked to also believe he can be seen as. Totally! We only ever see Obi-Wan with Anakin and Ahsoka (though sometimes with others, yes I know) and I crave outside relationships. I needed that so I wrote it hahaha. COULD YOU IMAGINE HIM WITH QUINLAN? OH IF I KNEW HOW TO EVEN SLIGHTLY WRITE THAT BOY I WOULD!


Master Plo Koon had a tendency for picking up strays. Though he was not as bad as Qui-Gon Jinn was (that man picked more strays up than anyone ever thought possible) and he never forced the care of the strays onto his Padawans. He had found Ahsoka Tano and brought her to the Temple. The Wolfpack had taken to calling him buir when they thought he wasn't listening (it was only through asking Obi-Wan about the word that he found the meaning of it).

So, yes. Plo picked up strays and had a great capacity for love.

That's why when the list for keeping Obi-Wan company came up in a council meeting, he was the second to volunteer (the first being Mace). He had known Obi-Wan since he was a crecheling. He had seen him at his worst and at his best. He watched as the weight of the war seemed to pull the young Master down every day.

The thing about Obi-Wan was that he always seemed to know how to get through it. He managed to place a smile on his face every day and push through the aches and pains he felt. He too had a great capacity for love and Plo knew it started before he became Qui-Gon's Padawan.

It was something both Plo and Obi-Wan had in common. Of course, when Plo found out that Obi-Wan was planning on taking Ahsoka as his next Padawan, the Kel Dor Master had been ecstatic. The two had stayed awake long after the rest of Coruscant had fallen to the whispers of sleep talking about the young Togruta.

It pained Plo to see the faint sadness in Obi-Wan's eyes as he was informed Ahsoka was to be Anakin's Padawan instead.

"What did I do?" Obi-Wan asked into the quiet night. Plo's image flickered and cast a ghostly light onto the tired Master.

"Nothing," Plo said, wanting nothing more than to be there for his friend. "You did nothing that would have caused this to happen." It was the truth, though Plo knew it would take time for Obi-Wan to believe that. "You will still be able to teach her," Plo spoke softly and calmly.

Obi-Wan snorts. "Yes, I suppose that's true."

It was indeed true. Skywalker was good at a great many things, but he wasn't always the best teacher.

Plo received many transmissions from both Obi-Wan and Ahsoka about how her time with her Lineage was going. Obi-Wan's excitement was obvious through posture when he tried to maintain a professional stance as he regaled Plo with stories of her training. Ahsoka's gratefulness to have Obi-Wan there to teach as well was obvious through her posture too. She spoke fondly of her Grand-Master and proudly informed Plo of everything he had taught her.

Plo checked in on her and Obi-Wan often (more often than was allowed or professional, but none of the other Masters on the Council stopped him) just to be sure they were still in one piece. He felt great joy in seeing the two smile as they spoke with him. He even noticed that Obi-Wan seemed more at ease and relaxed when he speaks about his Grand-Padawan.

"I'm worried about him," Ahsoka said with her eyes downcast. It was only a few hours before her and her Master had to leave for their next mission. "I know I shouldn't be. I know he's safer in the Temple, but he just seems so . . ."

"I understand your concern," Plo said into the silence leftover as Ahsoka's sentence faded. "Your Grand-Master will be with Jedi he can trust."

She shifts and lifts her eyes to look at Master Plo fully.

"You'll be with him, right?" She asks, hope in her eyes. He was one she trusted the most. She knew her Grand-Master would be alright and safe with Master Plo.

"I will be with him in a few days," He states, lifting a hand to stop her complaint. "Master Windu will be with him first." He explains, watching as her shoulders fall into a content stance. "He will be in good hands."

That's what he was doing now. He was on his way to be with his friend for the next day or so. Mace had just left on his own mission and had informed Plo that Obi-Wan was in the Room of a Thousand Fountains. It was common knowledge that Obi-Wan thrived there. True, he was not as strong in the Living Force as his Master and his Padawan, but he loved it there. It was calm and quiet.

"He's been having headaches after meditating." Mace informed Plo before he left. "He'll be near the same spot he always is. Just keep your shields tight."

There he was, outside the entrance as he built his shields higher and tighter. He wouldn't risk causing Obi-Wan any more pain than he was already experiencing. His steps were soft as he made his way to the space Obi-Wan was known to occupy. It wasn't the exact place. Plo knew Obi-Wan couldn't connect to the Force as well as he could before Zigoola. So, he wouldn't be under the waterfall. Instead, Plo found the other Master in a half-lotus position under a tree.

His face seemed softer and the lines on his forehead seemed to have vanished. His shoulders weren't held tightly and his breathing was calm and easy. He looked to be at peace, and Plo knew that to be true. He wasn't being crushed by the outside atmosphere of war at this moment. Right now, Obi-Wan was wrapped in the warm embrace of the Force.

As carefully as he could, the Kel Dor Master lowered himself to rest right in front of his friend. He assumed the same position and fell into the same hold of the Force as Obi-Wan was in. Instead of thinking about his own place in the Force, he focused on Obi-Wan. He kept his poking and prodding to a minimum so as to not cause Obi-Wan pain.

He found the warmth of the Force layered deep into Obi-Wan. Love was the first thing he felt. Concern was the next. Worry was there as well. The Force cared deeply for this man. It was something he, the other Masters, and the Force all had in common. Obi-Wan had always been good at burrowing deep into the hearts of those he meets. The Force is no exception.

He doesn't know how long they sat there. He found he didn't care. He just basked in the feeling of his friend safe and secure in the Force.