Dreams Pass

Chapter 2 - Freed

Summary- Obi-Wan has been having a horrible dream for a long time. Can Qui-Gon help him find out what it means before it's too late? What happens when the dreams come when he's awake and he can't control them? R&R. AFI Lyrics in here somewhere from the bonus track This Time Imperfect.

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When Obi-Wan woke up the next morning he was in his own bed. He hadn't dreamt. He closed his eyes thankful. He felt rested once again. He was in Qui-Gon's room he knew. Standing up he walked to the door and into the living area. Qui-Gon was sitting reading something. He looked as though nothing had happened. "How did you sleep?"

Obi-Wan crept forward and joined his master on the couch. "Fine. I didn't dream. I feel pretty good."

"That's good. You'll be seeing Master Yoda today about the dream."

He had to mention it. "How long have I been asleep?"

"All night. It's about seven in the morning now."

"Wow..." Obi-Wan wasn't entirely surprised. It was no wonder he felt so good and well rested.

"Yeah." Qui-Gon chuckled standing up ruffling Obi-Wan's hair.

Guuuuurrrrgggggggllllllllllleeeee.......

Qui-Gon looked at Obi-Wan and Obi-Wan blushed. He hadn't eaten in quite a while. Qui-Gon laughed lightly and went to the kitchen to fix a meal for his apprentice.

Obi-Wan jumped up and bounced into the kitchen feeling up beat. He felt so good.

After cramming down his food there was a knock at the door, Qui-Gon left to answer it.

"Ah Mace You're a bit early." Obi-Wan could heard his master's voice. He stopped. Wait, What was Master Windu doing here? He though he was going to see Master Yoda. Who all was getting involved? Obi-Wan's anxiety rose. He could feel his food rising too. He felt very nervous and he didn't know why.

Qui-Gon entered the kitchen sensing Obi-Wan's anxiety. "Obi-Wan, when you're ready we would like to help you with your dream."

Obi-Wan shivered. The eyes of the dead bodies from his dream flashed across his sight. He closed his eyes tight then opened them to see Qui-Gon waiting. Obi-Wan stood and went to his master. He saw Master Windu and Master Yoda waiting in the living area. Qui-Gon led him to the couch and sat him down.

Mace placed a hand over Obi-Wan's forehead and closed his eyes.

Obi-Wan's dream flashed across his eyes. He shut them tight but it didn't stop the images from coming. He cried out. He grabbed the hand on his forehead. Another hand grasped his and a smaller hand covered his eyes. The images came stronger. It hurt his head. The man on the street with the woman and child. Her screams. The bodies in the river bottom. The eyes. The sky, the ocean the bodies coming forth. The white cloud and the woman. She grasped his arms and pulled him. Obi-Wan's scream ripped through the room. Everything was black. Empty.

His eyes opened and stared straight up into three pairs of worried eyes of his masters. His mind felt lighter. As though he didn't even know he was carrying a large burden that was suddenly taken off his shoulders. He felt like he could do anything. He felt free. What did they do? Did they take the images away? The hands were removed from his forehead and he sat up feeling his face was wet. He'd been crying? When had he laid down?

How long did it take? It only felt like a few seconds. He looked at the time piece. It was nearly noon. How strange. He stood and immediately found himself falling. He was caught by his master and hauled back onto the couch. His body felt unimaginably limp in his master's arms.

"We suppressed the dream." Mace said patting Obi-Wan on the arm.

"What if it comes back?"

"The only way it can do that is if we bring it back Obi-Wan. It shouldn't come back"

"You said 'it shouldn't' But what if it does?" Obi-Wan said sitting up.

"We'll take care of it." Qui-Gon said softly placing a hand on his shoulder pushing Obi-Wan back down and placing his robe over the boy. "Relax." He smiled before adding, "Alright?"

Obi-Wan nodded not feeling tired, just dazed. He wanted to see his friends.

Qui-Gon went to see Mace and Yoda to the door while Obi-Wan lay on the coach clearing his head.

Qui-Gon reentered. "I'll make lunch." He said smiling.

"Master?" Obi-Wan sat up. "Are you sure it wont come back?"

Qui-Gon smiled and sighed. "Yes I'm sure."

Obi-Wan nodded and lied back down. He was free. After all this time he was free. Who would have guessed it was that simple. He closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

[AN] This chapter was kinda short.. but I have others comnig no worries! it doesn't just end liek this.. that would be dumb! XD I'm relocating all my files from my old computer to my new one. so let's hope it doesn't take Toooo long. I'll update soon. please R&R