Before - Legends Unable to Catch a Dream (Sabewan)- Obi/Qui AU- COMPLETED

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Title: Unable to Catch a Dream
Rating: PG-13
Author: KrystalBlaze
Timeframe: Six year pre-TPM
Characters: Obi-Wan Kenobi, Qui-Gon Jinn, Sabé Maberrie
Genre: Romance/ Drama
Summary: Qui-Gon Jinn was never able to accept Obi-Wan Kenobi as his Padawan learner in the days following Bandomeer. Six years later, he is escorting the Senator of Naboo and her daughter Sabé home when an attack leaves them stranded on a desolate and scheming world. As Qui-Gon comes to grips with the man he rejected all those years ago, Obi-Wan and Sabé spark between them a passion unknown to them before. As their love blossoms and grows, dark forces begin to reach for the former Jedi, and what is Sabé's role in it?

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Unable to Catch a Dream

By obaona

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Unable to Catch a Dream

Prolouge

Six years earlier...

?I cannot take the boy as my Padawan, Master.?

The words seemed to bounce off the chamber walls, taunting Jedi Master Qui-Gon Jinn wickedly in a way not even he knew. He knew he was doing the right thing, but, yet, the words slapped him across the chest and face, sharply accusing him. It was as if they had eyes, glaring at him. He knew he was being overly dramatic, but it was the way he felt, and nothing could banish it from his mind, even as he chuckled half heartedly at his jumpiness.

Master Yoda let out a long sigh. His large luminous eyes looked up at his former student sadly. Qui-Gon couldn?t bear the gaze Yoda gave him, and he looked away. In any other circumstance, Yoda would be amused. This day, however, he wasn?t at all. He couldn?t with the actions Qui-Gon?s hanging over his head.

?Why?? Yoda asked.

Qui-Gon looked out at the Coruscant skyline. The lights sparkled brilliantly in the darkness of the night. Looking at the lights, he felt a pulling at his heart. They twinkled so wonderfully, and it made him sad to realize that the eyes of a thirteen year old boy would probably never twinkle again?

He couldn?t look at Yoda as he spoke. ?I have no connection to the child, Master Yoda. I am not ready for a Padawan. He doesn?t deserve me as a Master. He?s so bright, and he?s so courageous. I would just ruin his talent. I have no right to take him.?

Yoda made a sound with his tongue Qui-Gon had heard many times. He winced. When he had been younger, the only thing he had ever wanted was to please Yoda. Even now, almost five decades later, the thing he sought most was the great Master?s approval.

?Disappointed, I am. Know that, you do. Do what you must, however. Fight you longer, I will not. Remind, I will, of the boy?s work. Courageous, he was. Brave. Smart, he is. Such a loss of potential, this is. Saddens me greatly, this does.?

Qui-Gon wanted to say something. It burned within him so badly to let the boy go to Agri-Corps. His heart snapped at him, the reasonable part of his mind reminded him he was doing the right thing. The only thing he could accomplish by taking Obi-Wan Kenobi on as his Padawan was losing him the way he lost Xanatos. He would die to prevent that from happening to another soul. He would not corrupt Obi-Wan the way he had his last Padawan.

?I am certain of my decision, Master Yoda.?

With a great sigh, Yoda nodded heavily.

?Then closed, this chapter is.?

 

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Chapter One

Fight fire with fire
Ending is near
Fight fire with fire
Bursting with fear

- Fight Fire With Fire, Metallica


Six years later...

?Your mission should be fairly simple,? Mace Windu said. ?An important diplomat is returning home tomorrow from the Senate. Her world is on the brink of a civil war. She represents the King in the eyes of the discontented people of her world. She fears they may attempt to assassinate her as she leaves. Your duty, Master Jinn, is to escort her to her world. Once you are there, you are to act as a Guardian of the Peace and try to end the conflict, or at least tone it down. Do you understand??

?Yes, Master Windu, I understand,? Qui-Gon Jinn said.

?The senator?s name is Abila Maberrie. More information will be sent to you before you leave tomorrow. Her transport leaves at eight in the morning tomorrow. You?ll meet her at the docking bay. May the Force be with you.?

?And may it be with you also, Masters,? Qui-Gon replied, bowing. His robes swirled around his feet as he left chambers.

As always, he felt a pang as he entered the turbo lift. Six years ago? six years ago?

Sometimes he thought about the boy. The last he heard was that he had disappeared from Bandomeer shortly after Qui-Gon rejected him. It pained him to think of the boy in any danger. He didn?t like to focus on the ?what ifs? of anything, but with Obi-Wan Kenobi there were miles and miles of possibilities. He could have changed the boy?s life, and instead, he had left him on a terrible planet with nothing more than a future that offered nothing but bleakness.

He stared out from the turbo lift as it took him down. Coruscant hadn?t changed in six years. Hardly anything had.

As he exited on his level, another wave of pain rolled through him.

A man?s life could change in six years.

And that counted for better or for worse.

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Abila Maberrie was waiting on the docking for him. Her posse, for lack of better word, stood behind her: four handmaidens, three security guards, and two service droids. She was an older woman; her face veiled and heavily made up. When her chief security guard signaled the Jedi had arrived, she stood from her spot on a metal bench and greeted him, shaking his hand warmly.

?I am Senator Abila Maberrie of Naboo,? she said.

?I am very pleased to meet you, Senator. I am Jedi Master Qui-Gon Jinn.?

She beckoned her chief security forward. ?This is Captain Panaka. The King has been kind enough to let me borrow him for a week or so.? She smiled at him kindly. ?He?s been most kind. I guess we should get to the transport. It?s dangerous out in the open, I suppose.?

?You?re completely correct, Senator,? Qui-Gon said. He nodded at Panaka. ?You head ahead. I?ll cover your flank.?

?Thank you, Master Jinn,? the senator said, waving her handmaidens forward. The covered the senator and they walked towards the transport on the deserted platform. He had been informed earlier they shut down the bay for this sort of thing. It was too much of an attention getter in his opinion, but he had to improvise with it. He stepped in front of the droid, getting as close to the Senator as he could with her personnel in front of him.

Qui-Gon searched the transport thoroughly once inside. He had been on enough missions in the past to know that any object could be a bomb. He checked the engine hold and found nothing. He searched through the Force for any hint of danger, and none greeted him. Above everything else, Qui-Gon trusted his instincts. His instincts told him nothing was amiss, and he reported that to Panaka, who nodded.

The Senator retired to her room, claiming tiredness. Qui-Gon couldn?t care less what she did, as long as she was safe. Still alert for danger, he placed himself in the reception room of the transport. It was near the entrance as well as the queen?s chambers. He settled into a meditative trance, keeping his mind alert to sight through the Force.

In his tr

 

Very interesting indeed! You're doing a lovely job, and I look forward to future posts.

 

JazzyJedi:

*faints with happiness*

I'm so glad you like my story, JazzyJedi!

*faints again*

Thanks for the comments. It's good to know my first at this has reached at least one reader.

 

Lovely start! And do I detect a bit of Qui romance? Muaha. I really like how you've done Sabé, too... I can't wait for more! Hurry hurry hurry!

 

Looks really good, Krystal Something I just noticed, this isn't in the 'saga' forum. not that there's something wrong with that, it's cool to read something sabewan that's not based in that era or after it.

~aeryn

 

Sobifan: I'm glad you enjoyed it! Another reader for this lonely little fic. I guess all you Sabewan lovers are in the Saga forum. Hmmm...

Qui-Gon romance? Hmmmm... that's one to ponder. I'm not really planning on doing one, but then again, Qui-Gon is only male. When he thinks, however, he is merely speculating on the beauty of such things. He's too far gone to save, unlike Obi-Wan...

NEXT CHAPTER:

In the next chapter we enter Obi-Wan POV. It's not very long, but I think it's ok. The Sabewan element comes into play in the third chapter. I have it written, so it should be up sooner or later. I just need more readers!

*hint hint*

 

AERYN_SUN:

Looks really good, Krystal Something I just noticed, this isn't in the 'saga' forum. not that there's something wrong with that, it's cool to read something sabewan that's not based in that era or after it.

Thank you for your comments, AERYN. You posted while I was posting, egh.

My main concern, actually, was that I couldn't put this in the Saga forum. Most of the Sabewan lovers are on that board, and I asked Kit about it, but it's better if I post it here. It's good to see I'm getting some readers here.

it's cool to read something sabewan that's not based in that era or after it.

Thank you.

 

Very, very, interesting... I like the way you write, Krystal (hey, you're name is kinda like mine (Chrystal)!!!! Although I go by Chrys.... ) But I agree, I like the original Sabewan idea - not the during-the-saga ones. Keep it up! I look forward to more eagerly!



Chrys

 

Very, very, interesting... I like the way you write, Krystal (hey, you're name is kinda like mine (Chrystal)!!!! Although I go by Chrys.... ) But I agree, I like the original Sabewan idea - not the during-the-saga ones. Keep it up! I look forward to more eagerly!



Chrys

 

Very, very, interesting... I like the way you write, Krystal! (hey, you're name is kinda like mine (Chrystal)!!!! Although I go by Chrys.... ) But I agree, I like the original Sabewan idea - not the during-the-saga ones. Keep it up! I look forward to more eagerly!



Chrys

 

Well, I'm hooked. Not a Sabe/Obi fan, but here I am anyway. Isn't life ironic?

 

joroqez312: Thanks for the triple post! I'm glad you're liking this fic! Another read, yah for me! I'm glad you like the "originality" of this fic, but this was inspired by a plot bunny by Shanobi. I just added everyone's favorite handmaiden...

Also: very cool. People who have names like us rock.

Jedi-Knight150: A none-Sabewan luver? Off with the head!

Just kidding, of course. I like readers too much to slice 'em like that. Lemme guess: Obi-torture? Maybe. I'm so glad you're reading!

And on this chapter...

We hit a bit of Sabewan. Just a bit. Next chapter, however, is loaded. Have funnnnn...

Fanfiction Awards have started. Yipppeee! *coughhintcoughhint*


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Chapter Two



And if you say to me tomorrow, oh what fun it all would be.
Then what's to stop us, pretty baby.
But what is and what should never be.

- What Is and What Should Never Be, Led Zeppelin



The desert in Candalas was as wicked and as dry as any desert ever was. Dunes of sand rolled in every direction, baking in the sun. Unlike most deserts, however, Candalas had more oasis than any desert within a planet range of five. A person walking through the Candalas desert could die from thirst, of course, but if they went in the right direction, they would find a virtual paradise of small oasis stretched out for miles in one direction until they reached the main population where grass began to grow again and where water was plentiful.

Negdraw?s greatest asset was its location. Somehow, in the years earlier, oasis had formed together to form a tight circle. Negdraw had formed around that circle, its border not reaching five miles from it. Negdraw was a small town, to say the least. It?s population was pushing towards two hundred, but some of the higher educated were guessing once more Candalans found out of its low population and rich water supply, the number of people living in the area would grow.

Obi-Wan Kenobi, for one, was not too pleased with the prospect of more Candalans coming. His entire life depended on his being the only auto parts dealer in the city. Business was bad enough, but if another dealer came and they started competing, he may go under and Obi-Wan Kenobi was not one who liked to play with the dangers of ?what if?.

?Listen, if you?re looking for classic speeder, I don?t have any. I don?t know what part of that you understand, but this shop is for repairs and the selling of Arrow-17?s. I?ve got tools, and I?ve got repairs for a decent price. I don?t, however, have classic speeders.?

Obi-Wan was getting angry. The old man in front of him was clearly delusional, his eyes blank and his voice misty. For a while, Obi-Wan had entertained the man?s illusions, but now it was getting tiring. He kept asking for an old speeder, which wasn?t in use anymore. Obi-Wan wasn?t even sure there was one left in the galaxy.

?I want-?the man started again.

?Macab!? Obi-Wan shouted behind him. ?Get up here!?

A man came running out of courtyard a few moments later, his face dripping with sweat. He was old enough to be Obi-Wan?s father, but had the soul of a man twice his junior. ?Macab, can you please show this man out??

?Sure,? Macab replied, taking the old man by the elbow and taking him out the front door. Obi-Wan watched Macab release the man ten feet from the door, then come back and shut it. He motioned the older man to follow him and they went into the courtyard.

The courtyard was a brick walled in area behind the main shop, littered with parts and speeders. The area was large enough to hold a decently sized transport ship and several small speeders. Obi-Wan and Macab could probably build a transport from the parts they had, but it wouldn?t be good for business, although Macab longed to get off the forsaken planet.

Obi-Wan loved Candalas. He loved the desert, he loved the sun, and he loved the wind. He had never really like Coruscant. It was too crowded, the people in a hurry an

 

?Well, things just got a little awkward, didn?t they?? Obi-Wan asked.

good chapter, krystal i love the twists in this sabewan fic.

~aeryn

 

Wonderful story Krystal!
?Well, things just got a little awkward, didn?t they?? Loved that line!

 

This is one HELL of an original fic! I LOVE IT!

For the first time in his life, Obi-Wan saw an angel. :') awwwwwwwwwwww......

 

love your beginning so far.

a little awkward? lol. such a dry humor is irresistable.

 

AERYN: Thanks for the comments! Feedback= good! I'm glad you're liking this. Looks like I'll continue it. Twists is my middle name.

Natira_Megnan: We all just love Obi-Wan's sarcastic humor. It's what makes writing him so much fun... especially when he's not a Jedi and I can do whatever I want with him. Thanks for reading! Comments= new posts.

Sobifan: Original? Me? Why, thank you. Obi-Wan has a sweet side just like everyone else. He's a male, after all. Even Jedi are tempted... Thanks for reading! Keep doing it.

PaddyJuan: You flatter me. I'm glad you're all liking his humor. It means I'm writing him the way I want to. Thank you so much for the feedback. It means the world to me!

New post tonight!

 

*hyperventilates*...which tonight will you be posting the next part.......!!!

 

Post tonight ? Can't wait for it, Krystal

~aeryn

 

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Chapter Three


I don't want nobody
Nobody don't want me
I'm so sad so lonely
But I'm always landing on my feet

- So Sad, So Lonely, Matchbox Twenty


Obi-Wan was burning up inside.

The man standing in front of him was Qui-Gon Jinn. For a second he had tried to convince himself otherwise, no, it couldn?t be the Jedi Master. When Qui-Gon had stopped and stared, however, his eyes widening, he knew it was Master Jinn. No one would react to seeing him that way except Qui-Gon Jinn.

He didn?t know what to do. For one of the few times in his life, Obi-Wan did not what to feel and what to say. The first emotion was shock. The second one rolled in, and it was a mixture of anger and happiness. He had no idea why he would be happy. He just didn?t do ?happy? anymore. Content, yes, maybe. He couldn?t remember the last time he had been truly happy, bursting at the seams with it flowing. He wondered if he had ever felt like that.

He was surprised at himself. He should be angry. The man had been his last hope at becoming a Padawan, and he had been rejected. He wanted to be angry. He had wanted to become a Jedi with every fiber of his being. He had dreamt of it every night. He wanted to help people, wanted to save people. He had wanted to be a hero, he was ashamed to admit. The dream died the day Qui-Gon left him on Bandomeer, and he couldn?t erase the past.

As he stared at the man who had killed his dream, the only emotion that filled him was happiness and anger. He waited for the disbelief, the hate, the pain. He only felt the two.

They didn?t come.

?Well, things just got a little awkward, didn?t they?? he asked after a few moments, smiling recklessly. He tossed the rag on the Sensorscope and went behind the counter, not taking his eyes off Qui-Gon. He put his elbows on the counter and leaned forward on them. He gave the girl a neutral look, although it was hard to stop his heart from pounding when he looked at her. It was foolish of him, he knew. She was probably his Padawan?

His mind balked at the though.

?Obi-Wan?? Qui-Gon asked, his voice just above a whisper.

?Qui-Gon Jinn,? he acknowledged. His heart began to get heavy. Maybe shock had held back his pain, or maybe he needed to hear words, but now the pain came tearing to Obi-Wan. He remembered his dreams and he remembered the man in front of him, the dream killer. His smile disappeared, and he turned away.

?YOU IMBECILE!?

Everyone in the shop jumped, turning to look around at the door leading to the courtyard. Macab came running in, his face angry. He marched up to Obi-Wan, completely ignoring the other two beings presence. ?I am going to DEMOLISH you!? he screamed in Obi-Wan?s face.

Mindful of the Jedi and the girl, he stepped back calmly. His mind flashed to the mirror suddenly, and he couldn?t stop a wince from his face. ?Macab, we have a customer!?

?You broke the mirror!? Macab wailed. His face looked absolutely mournful. He turned to Qui-Gon. ?He?ll help you. Just don?t give him a mirror.? He glared at Obi-Wan. ?You idiot.? He turned and marched away.

After a minute passed, Obi-Wan said, ?That?s Macab. ?

Qui-Gon found his voice. ?Obi-Wan? How did you? why did you run??

Obi-Wan glared at the Jedi. ?I?m not going to answer that.?

Qui-Gon nodded, his heart mournful. Was this the reason Obi-Wan?s plight had been in his mind so often? Had the Force been warning him he would somehow meet Obi-Wan again? Was this, why, after all the years, he had never allowed himself to forget the boy and his forgotten dream?

Oh, Force?

His mind flashed to his trance. The Force had warned him of a Force-sensitive in danger. He had known the signature, although he couldn?t place it. The Force had practically screamed at him, speaking of an unseen danger to a person he knew and who he had to protect. He looked at Obi-Wan, still surprised at the way the boyish features had disappeared, falling away to reveal a man with a rough face and pained eyes.

 

Siri_Kuimini: Well you got your post. I just hope you like it. And it's long!

AERYN: And here's your post. I hope I didn't let your hopes down. More dry Obi humor.

 

Very long and goost post, Krystal. I liked the Obi-Wan/Sabe banter. It was very cute

~aeryn

 

AERYN:: Long post? I actually find it very short. In my other fics, I usually have a chapter at twelve pages long. This one's not even close, but hey, this fic is telling me to make them long, so hey!

Question: Am I making Sabe believable? I've never written her before, and I've only read a few Sabewans thus far (I'm going to change that, don't worry). Is their interaction beliveable?

New post either tomorrow night or later this night.

I was banned in the Million Colors Game. Very, very sad.

 

XD okay I know this is totally off, but it cracks me up to think that maybe Sabé would *wink wink nudge* be the payment ROTFL. Okay sorry, sorry...

I love this! It's so reminiscent of Ani/Padmé, but better than A/P! keep it up!