Title: The Greatest Adventure of Them All Author: VaderLVR64 Characters: Qui-Gon, Obi-Wan Notes: Written for the Qui-Gon/Obi-Wan First Sentence Challenge The Greatest Adventure of Them All ?To die will be an awfully big adventure,? Qui-Gon said with a wink as he sat down on the cool, hard ground. Obi-Wan merely snorted and shook his head. ?Planning on making your grand exit tonight, are you?? he asked. For a moment, the Master was thoughtful and then he shrugged. ?Well, one never knows.? He grinned at Obi-Wan. ?We are on the run, aren?t we?? ?Could you put that off until after we get a decent meal at least?and some sleep,? Obi-Wan grumbled along with his stomach. ?I?m quite sure there are all sorts of forms to fill out if one?s Master dies and frankly, I?m too tired and hungry to deal with them right now.? Chuckling softly, Qui-Gon put a hand on Obi-Wan?s shoulder. ?Of that I have no doubt, Padawan.? Then he looked around, stretching out with the Force. ?Well they haven?t found us yet and it?ll be dark soon. That?s good news.? ?And us without rations,? Obi-Wan observed as his stomach rumbled loudly yet again. Fumbling in the pouch that hung at his belt, Qui-Gon pulled out a ration bar. ?You should have at least two left, Obi-Wan,? he said as he unwrapped the bar. ?I got hungry on the way,? Obi-Wan confessed, staring morosely into the forest. He rested his chin on his hands and contemplated the empty state of his belly. ?I had forgotten the appetite of a teenage boy,? Qui-Gon said and handed Obi-Wan half of the ration bar. ?Here? It?s not much but it should hold you over for an hour or so,? he teased. Obi-Wan ate with little enthusiasm. Ration bars were meant to be sources of nutrition, not necessarily pleasing to the palate. At least they had water, he mused, and drank a generous measure. Well that was good, what else is there? The younger man watched as Qui-Gon removed his cloak and folded it carefully, then stretched out on the ground and placed the cloak beneath his head as a pillow. Qui-Gon rested his head on his folded arms and stared up into the sky. ?It?s dark,? he murmured. ?I think we?ll be able to get a few hours of sleep. We can rendezvous with our contact tomorrow and get a proper meal and bed.? ?Probably,? Obi-Wan agreed as he did likewise with his own cloak. The night sky was streaked with purple and black, the last remnants of clouds marked by white wisps that striated the dark canvas. For a while they were both silent, though Obi-Wan knew his Master was not asleep. Finally, Obi-Wan rolled on his side so that he faced Qui-Gon, even though he could barely see him in the growing darkness. ?What made you say that?? he asked suddenly. Qui-Gon blinked, bringing his thoughts back to the here and now. ?Say what?? he asked and turned to meet Obi-Wan?s eyes. ?What you said about dying being an adventure,? Obi-Wan clarified. ?Why did you say it?? Smiling slightly, Qui-Gon shrugged. ?I don?t know,? he admitted. ?I heard it somewhere when I was about your age and I liked the sound of it. It seemed right for a Jedi somehow.? Obi-Wan absorbed this for a moment and then frowned. ?Don?t you think it?s rather morbid, Master?? Surprised, Qui-Gon laughed softly. ?Morbid? Why ever would you think that, Padawan?? There was amused tolerance in Qui-Gon?s voice and at another time it might have stung. Instead, Obi-Wan rolled over on his back once more and stared up at the changing sky. ?How can death be an adventure?? he finally asked. He knew what the Order taught about death of course, any crÃ¨cheling did. But knowing and believing were two different things entirely. Qui-Gon moved so that he was looking up at the sky as well, and Obi-Wan felt his Master?s gentle presence in the Force even more strongly, their training bond pulsing to life. ?Why not?? he asked. ?I think death will be the greatest adventure of all.? ?But you?re?dead??