Saga Here With You (Qui/Obi TPM AU )-- Response to Ridiculously Specific Challenge 4-- Vignette

Title: Here With You
Author: Layren
Characters: Qui/Obi
Summary: What if Qui-Gon survived TPM instead of Obi?
Author's Notes: I couldn't fit all of the guidelines in this time.. but I did fit some of them in Here's my attempt.. Enjoy Everyone!





Qui-Gon absently stirred the noodles in the pot that he was cooking. He checked the chrono to see how much farther the noodles had to go. To his chagrin, he realized the chrono was not working. He sat down at the table in the small kitchenette of his apartment and wondered with some amount of confusion, why he was even cooking in the first place.

He wasn?t hungry. He hadn?t been ever since he had returned from Naboo, without his padawan.

Padawan?

His mind caught on the word. The grief was still fresh, still sore from constant bruising. He couldn?t look around the Temple without missing his padawan?s vivacious presence.

His Obi-Wan was dead, slain at the hand of the Sith Lord on Naboo.

His light, his chosen apprentice, was no more.

//No, that?s not right,// a part of himself chided. //He is alive in the Force.//

That didn?t help, the Jedi teachings didn?t help when the boy he loved with his entire heart was dead. He had loved again, though he almost had not.

The timer went off by the stove and he jumped in surprise, dropping the mug of tea he had just picked up. The cup crashed to the floor and shattered.

Qui-Gon stared at the mess on the floor, in incomprehension.

With a sigh he bent over to wipe the mess up and swept the remnants of the cup into the trash next to him.

He went to the stove reluctantly and drained the noodles of water reached for the spoon and began dipping himself some sauce that he had made. He stared at the plate of food he had fixed as he poured himself a glass of wine.

He did not usually indulge in such things, but today he had. He wanted to forget. He wanted to numb the pain-- to make it not hurt so much. He had lost everything he had. What was the point of resisting the temptation?

He stared at the holopic on the wall behind the kitchen. He smiled sadly, tears misting his eyes as he looked at the picture more closely. It had been taken after Obi-Wan had finished his cooking classes and had baked Qui-Gon dinner that night. Qui-Gon had taken a holopic of the incredible feast that Obi-Wan had cooked for dinner that night and his padawan was wearing a white chef?s hat as was the current trend on Coruscant these days.


Qui-Gon never had found out how his padawan had managed to secure a hat like that to wear when he cooked, nor had he discovered how he managed to make it stay on his head when running through the kitchen, though at the time he had suspected his padawan had used the Force to make it stay in one place.

The figures moving and laughing in the holopic seemed be mocking him.

?Failure,? they whispered.

Qui-Gon flinched and looked away. He couldn?t listen to that. That way lay madness. He wouldn?t stand for it.

He pushed his plate of food away and stood up. He was going for a walk. He paid no heed to the fact that a storm was approaching. The billowing winds blew his cloak and his hair in complete disarray. He had no particular destination in mind. Maybe if he walked far enough he could turn back time.

Turn back time?

Turn back time?

//In time you will heal?// that voice?. he had heard it before in the night, when he awoke from nightmares. The voice always comforted him and urged him to sleep. It sounded so much like his padawan?s voice? but his padawan was dead.

Angry now with himself, he broke into a run. The presence followed him swiftly and silently through the rain.

He wasn?t going to listen to this.

This was the road to insanity and yet?

//Master? don?t grieve for me much longer.// Obi-Wan?s presence shimmered into being before him.

Qui-Gon stopped, frozen in his tracks, unable to say a word.

//Grief has it?s time and it?s place,// Obi-Wan said softly. //The time for grief has long s

 

Oh wow, I loved this. I think you should expand it into a longer story.


He did not usually indulge in such things, but today he had. He wanted to forget. He wanted to numb the pain-- to make it not hurt so much. He had lost everything he had. What was the point of resisting the temptation?

I really feel for him, he would have blamed himself for losing Obi-Wan to Maul I'm sure. Great response to the challenge!

 

I liked that you had him doing mundane things, almost as if he were walking through life without touching it. I'm glad that Obi-Wan was able to break through to him and get him to move on.

Good job.

 

That didn?t help, the Jedi teachings didn?t help when the boy he loved with his entire heart was dead. He had loved again, though he almost had not.

It?s good to see that Qui-Gon allows himself to grieve and we see that he had loved Obi-Wan. Really in keeping with the small glimpse we had of Qui-Gon?s character. Nice work.

 

//I have missed you, my padawan.//

//I know, Master. But I?ll be right here with you until the day you join me in the Force. Everything will be alright now. You can be at peace now.//

And for the first time in six months he was.

You've written a very touching AU fic!

Well done!

 

Oh good lil viggie there my old Master! Qui getting some mush from his Padawan. What a twist to have Obi be the one to have died!

Great job

 

Wonderful. I like the different aspect you took with TPM duel in that Qui survived. Even in death Obi-Wan still has Qui wrapped around his finger, meaning he can get him meet his own needs when no one else can due to his grief.

 

Great job with the challenge!
I especially liked the way you incorporated all of the little details.

 

The figures moving and laughing in the holopic seemed be mocking him.

?Failure,? they whispered.

Poor Qui-Gon, I've been there (sans lightsaber battles), you've done a great job portraying the agony of losing a loved one.

 

That was very touching

 

?Failure,? they whispered.

Qui-Gon flinched and looked away. He couldn?t listen to that. That way lay madness. He wouldn?t stand for it.

This part in particular stands out. I can just picture Qui-Gon's honest face...

So sad. So marvelous.

You should write while on holiday more often, Layren.

 

Oh my GOSH! That was beautiful!

 

I must admit I have been a bad reader.
I read this wonderful offering and gave no praise.
Yet, I truely enjoyed it and have been checking back regularly in hopes that you might have seen fit to continue it.

Sorry it took so long for me to put my two cents in.

 

Aw, so sad -

His Obi-Wan was dead, slain at the hand of the Sith Lord on Naboo.

His light, his chosen apprentice, was no more.

A really moving piece Layren...I love how Obi came and comforted him.

Well done.

 

WOW how wonderfully original....GREAT job!