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Kelia-Lily Registered: Jun '06	Date Posted: 5/19 3:31am Subject: Mending A Broken Heart...Obi/Qui - Date Edited: 6/30 3:17pm (2 edits total) Edited By: Kelia-Lily
	Title: Mending A Broken Heart Authors: Kelia and LilyHobbitJedi Characters: Obi-Wan and Qui-Gon Timeframe: Pre-TPM Genre: AU/Angst A/N: This is our response to Life’s A Stage Musical Challenge. The challenge was: Write a story, any genre based on the song, "You've Got to Hide Your Love Away" from the Beatle's musical, "Help!". It does not have to be a songfic, but must include at least four lines from the song. Bonus if you include lines from any of the other songs from "Help!" With a weary sigh, Obi-Wan palmed the door open to his quarters. The day’s training had already taken its toll on the eighteen year old and he still had dinner to prepare before Qui-Gon returned from his urgent council meeting. Stepping inside, he froze at the sight of his master rising from the sofa. “Master? I thought you were still with the council,” ignoring the sorrowed expression on Qui-Gon’s face, he turned to head into the kitchen. “I’ll begin preparing dinner immediately.” “Obi-Wan.” A pang of icy fear shot through Obi-Wan’s veins at the pained tone of Qui-Gon’s voice. Something was definitely wrong, but he didn’t want to even start imagining what it could be, so he pretended he only imagined the tone. “I can have everything ready in 20 minutes,” he continued, his hands beginning to shake. “Obi-Wan.” “Or sooner if you’d rather have a cold meal,” Obi-Wan breathed, gathering the ingredients for dewback sandwiches. “Obi-Wan.” Qui-Gon’s strong hands grasped his shoulders, squeezing firmly. “I need to speak with -,” “It can wait, can’t it master? Obi-Wan asked, his heart beginning to pound. “What would you like to drink -,” “No, it can’t.” Qui-Gon’s voice left no room for argument. “All right,” Obi-Wan sighed, turning around, his eyes glued to the wall behind Qui-Gon. “Let’s go and sit -,” “Just tell me.” Obi-Wan squared his shoulders, bracing himself. “I’m afraid it’s bad news,” Qui-Gon began, his eyes filled with sorrow. “Are you sure you don’t want to -,” “Master please!” Qui-Gon exhaled deeply, once again grasping Obi-Wan’s shoulder. “There’s no easy way to do this,” he said, tightening his grip, “so I’m just going to tell you. The Council received word this morning the ship carrying Master Gallia and Padawan Tachi crashed upon entering the Felucia system.” Obi-Wan felt the breath leave his body. This wasn’t happening, he tried to tell himself. But he couldn’t stop from listening to what Qui-Gon said next. “There were no survivors.” “NO!”Obi-Wan jerked free from Qui-Gon’s hold, stumbling backwards into the wall. “I’m sorry, Obi-Wan.” A single tear slid down Qui-Gon’s cheeks. “We received word from the Prime Minister, himself.” “It can’t be true!” Obi-Wan moaned in agony. “I don’t believe it.” “Obi -,” “NO!” Obi-Wan turned to the wall, convulsing with sobs. He couldn’t imagine that Siri was dead, he’d just seen her a few days before. She was such a bright spirit and a wonderful friend, how in the galaxy could she be dead? He didn’t want to believe it still, but he knew Qui-Gon would never lie to him. Here I stand head in hand Turn my face to the wall If she’s gone, I can’t go on Qui-Gon placed one hand on Obi-Wan’s back, sending a wave of comfort and strength through their bond. He remained silent until finally, Obi-Wan’s sobs subsided. His heart went out to him, he knew what his Padawan was going through. “The Council has planned a memorial for this evening,” he announced quietly. “Wha…what about the….did they find them?” “Not yet,” Qui-Gon replied with a slight shake of his head. Obi-Wan’s head jerked up, hope surging through him. “How…how do you know for sure?” he asked when Qui-Gon only shook his head. “The ship was…destroyed,” Qui-Gon answered. “The prime minister has sent a recovery team but they don’t expect to find…very much.” “Oh.” Obi-Wan’s shoulders slumped as he began to tremble, the brief fragments of hope shattered. “I…I can’t go, Master,” he gasped. “I…can’t live without Siri.” Fresh tears formed in his eyes, though he was too exhausted to do more than allow them to slowly cascade down his face. How can I even try I can never win Hearing them, seeing them In the state I’m in “You won’t honor Siri by shutting yourself up in here, padawan mine.” Qui-Gon’s voice was soft and soothing. “The best thing you can do is allow your family to help you -,” “You can’t help me!” Obi-Wan cried. “Don’t you see, Master, part of me has died with Siri!” Qui-Gon sighed deeply. “I do understand, Obi-Wan,” he replied softly. “Or perhaps you don’t remember when Tahl died.” Obi-Wan flushed with shame. Of course he remembered. His master had been distraught enough to come dangerously close to turning to the darkside by his desire for revenge. It was a scary thing for him to witness, and he couldn’t do that to Qui-Gon. “I’m…I’m sorry, Master.” “Part of me died with Tahl as well,” Qui-Gon admitted, “but the rest of me learned to go on, to honor her by living the life she lost.” “H…hhh…how?” Obi-Wan cried. “Right now I can’t imagine surviving the next five minutes.” “By leaning on me,” Qui-Gon answered, pulling him into a strong embrace. “And leaning on your friends. And as each day passes, it will get a little easier.” “I don’t want it to!” Obi-Wan protested. Despite his master’s words, he couldn’t imagine a day passing when the agony of his loss didn’t threaten to cripple him. “It will anyway,” Qui-Gon insisted. “Whether you want it to or not. And the day will come when the happy memories of your time with Siri will outnumber your tears.” Obi-Wan didn’t reply as he pulled away from Qui-Gon’s embrace. “Are you ready to attend the memorial?” Obi-Wan nodded, silently following Qui-Gon from the kitchen. ‘I’ll never stop mourning you, Siri’, he silently vowed as the two made their way through the silent halls. No matter what anyone says, there won’t be a day that passes when my heart doesn’t ache for you, my lost love.’ ~The End
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VaderLVR64 Title: Fan Fic Manager in Combat Boots Registered: Feb '04	Date Posted: 5/19 4:06am Subject: RE: Mending A Broken Heart
	Gorgeous! “Part of me died with Tahl as well,” Qui-Gon admitted, “but the rest of me learned to go on, to honor her by living the life she lost.” “H…hhh…how?” Obi-Wan cried. “Right now I can’t imagine surviving the next five minutes.” “By leaning on me,” Qui-Gon answered, pulling him into a strong embrace. “And leaning on your friends. And as each day passes, it will get a little easier.” “I don’t want it to!” Obi-Wan protested. Despite his master’s words, he couldn’t imagine a day passing when the agony of his loss didn’t threaten to cripple him. “It will anyway,” Qui-Gon insisted. “Whether you want it to or not. And the day will come when the happy memories of your time with Siri will outnumber your tears.” That was so powerful because it's so true! Beautiful work. -----signature----- If you have to choose between tears and laughter, remember that laughter burns more calories. Proud New Army Mom - off to bootcamp!
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LifesAStage-Director Registered: Jan '08	Date Posted: 5/19 4:45pm Subject: RE: Mending A Broken Heart
	That was heartbreakingly beautiful. Great response to the challenge.
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Gkilkenny Registered: Mar '04	Date Posted: 5/20 2:02am Subject: RE: Mending A Broken Heart
	lovely response, and now both Qui-Gon and Obi-Wan have something sad in common the loss of a beloved friend. -----signature----- Padawan to p_stotts Peace over anger - honour over hate - Strength over fear. Links to Stories in my Bio. Obi-Wan forever.
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Kelia-Lily Registered: Jun '06	Date Posted: 6/30 1:16pm Subject: RE: Mending A Broken Heart
	VaderLVR64:Gorgeous! That was so powerful because it's so true! Beautiful work. Sadly it is. We are so happy you enjoyed this. LifesAStage-Director:That was heartbreakingly beautiful. Great response to the challenge. Thank you very much, we're glad you liked it. Gkilkenny:lovely response, and now both Qui-Gon and Obi-Wan have something sad in common the loss of a beloved friend. Yes they do. Thanks for reading!
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Valairy_Scot Title: PT Rewrite Winner Registered: Sep '05	Date Posted: 6/30 2:08pm Subject: RE: Mending A Broken Heart
	“H…hhh…how?” Obi-Wan cried. “Right now I can’t imagine surviving the next five minutes.” “By leaning on me,” Qui-Gon answered, pulling him into a strong embrace. “And leaning on your friends. And as each day passes, it will get a little easier.” “I don’t want it to!” Obi-Wan protested. Despite his master’s words, he couldn’t imagine a day passing when the agony of his loss didn’t threaten to cripple him. “It will anyway,” Qui-Gon insisted. “Whether you want it to or not. And the day will come when the happy memories of your time with Siri will outnumber your tears.” How poignant and wonderful! I loved how Qui-Gon was there for Obi-Wan; he handled that perfectly. -----signature----- http://boards.theforce.net/fan_fiction_resource/b10304/25405090/p3/?52 Prolific Author thread: list & links there. Muse fueled by coffee. Often AWOL despite frequent sipping. Writes on inspiration, not a schedule. Proud master of several padawans
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