I WILL BE YOUR FRIEND Author: Jenn Rating: G Summery: Obi-Wan looks after an injured Qui-Gon. No Spoilers, if so just minor ones for JA and SW. Or maybe not so minor. A few months before TPM. George Lucas owns Star Wars. Michael W. Smith owns the song I Will Be Your Friend and my idea for the title of this story. I am just borrowing the characters and song. Obi-Wan Kenobi felt the hairs on his neck stand up on end. He was surrounded in complete darkness. The only serenity he had was the hum of his lightsaber. The blue, no green glow was all he could see in this blackness. But what he heard was louder then his lightsaber. He listened. It was breathing that he heard, not human or an animal. It sounded�like some one breathing though a mask. The presence it reflected was dark. Obi-Wan couldn�t take this! He spun around. And just stared. It was humanoid. He was tall. Taller then Master Qui-Gon no doubt. He was covered with black armor and a black helmet, with a cape flowing around him. There was a machine that helped him to breath as well. Obi-Wan saw this in one glance. What got his attention was red lightsaber in his foe�s hand. He raised it and brought it down toward Obi-Wan�s midsection to cut him through. Obi-Wan couldn�t stop it. SO MANY MEMORIES AND SO MANY MILES THE ROAD THAT STRETCHES BEHIND US WE�VE HAD SOME LAUGHER AND OUR SHARE OF TEARS BUT ALL THESE MOMENTS UNITE US Obi-Wan awoke with a start. He was gasping for breath like it would it would be his last. He was soaked with his own sweat. Obi-Wan was in chair. He was in a cabin in the star ship, that he and his Master rented. His Master, Qui-Gon Jinn was sleeping in healing trance. Waking up that fast was painful. He winced. Glancing down at his bandaged arm and burned shoulder. He sent just slight healing weaves to his wounds. Obi-Wan hadmore important injures to attend to. His Master was in a state of deep sleep to near coma if he didn�t get help soon. Qui-Gon was much worse off then he was. He had gotten shot just near his heart. He too had some nasty burns. They had been tended to, and looked to be healing. But it was the wound near his heart that worried Obi-Wan. Qui-Gon himself was in no condition to put himself in a healing trance, so Obi-Wan sent healing to his Master. So far infection had not set in. They were still about two days from Coruscant. It felt longer to the Padawan. He knew he was doing what he could for his Master, but he felt helpless. He hated that feeling. Obi-Wan knew sitting there and not eating was not helping Qui-Gon. So checking to make sure his Master was comfortable, he got up to get something to eat. Bad idea, Kenobi. Obi-Wan thought to himself. He had sat in that chair for nearly two days without moving. If he could stop his head from exploding and get the blood going through his limbs again, he would be fine. He waited till the room stopped spinning. He half wondered if he got hit in the head in any way. After seeing that he could still move his stiff muscles, he want to get some thing for his food deprived stomach. I�LL BE YOUR FRIEND FOR A LIFETIME AGAINST THE WIND AND THE RAIN OF EVERY SEASON WON�T WALK AWAY IN THE HARD TIMES I WILL BE YOUR FRIEND I�M SAYING I WILL BE YOUR FRIEND Obi-Wan watched his Master sleep. This was not a day that he didn�t want Master to be asleep. No matter if it was because of a blaster wound. Just as he was twelve, wanting so badly to be a Padawan, before he turned thirteen and would have become a farmer. Today was his birthday, at the age of 25, he wanted to be a Knight. Twelve years, he had been a Padawan for twelve years. Obi-Wan would never trade those years, but had hoped to have faced and passed the Trials by now. He would just have to be patient. Something his Master told him all the time, he thought grimly. He so wanted Qui-Gon to wake up to just tell him to be patient or focus on the moment. He was even willing to just let his Master go to all the pathetic life forms he was so found of helping. Obi-Wan pulled out the black and red-striped rock his Master gave him as a present for his thirteenth birthday. It was Force sensitive. It had helped one way or other though out missions. In many ways it helped him find his center. Or just calm him. As always he felt the Force, more so with the rock in his hand. Obi-Wan didn�t doubt it wasn�t there. But something else was there too. SURE AS THE RIVER RUNS TO THE SEA HIGH AS THE MOUNTAIN THAT REACHES YOU WERE THERE BY MY SIDE TILL THE END (AND) HELPED ME ON MY FEET AGAIN Obi-Wan was back on planet, Xecas, where he and his Master where going to see if they could help the planet stop the civil war that had been driving them for sixteen decades. A couple from opposite sides had fallen in love, they wanted their warring families and friends to see that they could over come this and became friends with one other. They knew that they couldn�t do it alone so they called on the Senate to help. So, in turn, the Senate sent Jedi ambassadors to see if they could get the planet to agree on peace. It seemed to work, but a friend of the couple betrayed them. Obi-Wan and Qui-Gon had sensed wrongdoing, but were to late too stop what happened. The warring sides started to fight once again and the couple, who had only wanted to help, died in the cross fire. When this happened, the people where shocked. In their grief and anger they turned on the two Jedi. Obi-Wan could not stop what was happening any more than Qui-Gon could. So the only way was to flee to the star ship. It had been nearly impossible to dodge and defend themselves and run to the ship at the same time. As the taller of the two, Qui-Gon became an easy target. They managed to get on board and quickly get off the planet. The planet was so war stricken, they could not afford ships to fly to fight. SO IN THE VALLEY WALK ON DON�T HAVE TO FACE IT ALONE CAUSE IN THE HARD TIMES WE KEEP GOING STRONG AS WE LEARN AS WE LIVE THAT WE LIVE WHEN WE GIVE Obi-Wan came back to the present. He couldn�t lose his Master. As much as he wanted to be a Knight, he didn�t want to lose his Master in the process. �Master?� he said laying his hand on Qui-Gon�s forehead. He didn�t know what to say. He couldn�tput his fear and his love for this man who was like a father to him into words. As sensing was he was being called, Qui-Gon opened his eyes. They where glazed from pain and weakness. He said weakly through their bond, /Are you alright?�/ /Yes, Master. You should be worrying about yourself./ /I want to make sure you are well, my Padawan./ /As you can see, I am fine, Master/ Obi-Wan said that with a small smile. /But I think we could fight pirates today./ Qui-Gon gave him a look. /That is not funny, Padawan./ �You should rest Master,� Obi-Wan said aloud. �You are right. But you should do the same.� He could tell Obi-Wan had not slept in days. �Very well, Master.� Obi-Wan agreed. He walked to the door slowly. He was about to leave and let the door close, when his Master called him. �Yes?� he asked in concern. All he said was, �Happy Birthday, Padawan.� The End |
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