Crimes Between Us

Chapter Two

Rating: PG

Aside from my fights with Obi-Wan, the rest of the trip was uneventful. I told Qui-

Gon about my childhood on Correlia, and he seemed very interested in the way of

life there, and why the Republic was held at such arms length. From the point of

view on Courscant, everything on Correlia was smooth and unfettered. Coruscant

and the Republic only knew what the Correlian officials reported. It would stand to

reason that they could effectively pull off a government-wide conspiracy, as long as

they had no leaks. My little self had created a huge leak, and Qui-Gon seemed proud

of me for telling them. That, in turn pleased me, because I wasn't sure why, but I

craved the older Jedi's approval.

Obi-Wan was a different story. I found out he was 22, which didn't much surprise

me. Sometimes he seemed younger, especially when he was interacting with Qui-

Gon. The Master-Padawan relationship was nothing I could ever comprehend, so it

was easier for me to think of them as father and son, and so it went. They, as Jedi,

did spend a lot of time meditating and practicing with these little floaters that

buzzed around the room and shot at you with harmless shock fire. I enjoyed

watching that, and was continually amazed at their grace and agility as they fought

these tiny floaters. Oftentimes they fought blindfolded, which bowled me over every

time.

That is what prompted Obi-Wan's explanation of the Force. Which prompted a

huge fight. I didn't mean for it to happen that way, it just did. He explained the

Force with so much arrogance and so much conviction, that it was in my nature to

question. I shouldn't have, and I know that now, but I don't know that if it happened

today, anything else would be different. Obi-Wan was very smart, very book

learned. But life, what they call the living Force, was still something he obviously

hadn't experienced. Sure, he'd been on many exciting missions, and seen much

danger. But when it came to knowledge of every day suffering, suffering that you

couldn't fight with a light saber, he knew very little.

Qui-Gon intervened, and ended up agreeing with me, which served to infuriate Obi-

Wan further. The last thing I wanted to do was to come between the two. I said as

much to Qui-Gon, but he dismissed it, allowing his Padawan time to process his

anger. I wasn't sure that was the best move either, but I didn't dare dispense

anymore advice for the rest of the journey.

As a result, Obi-Wan pretty much ignored me the rest of the way to Courscant.

Qui-Gon tried to keep me upbeat and entertained at first, but finally I told him to

leave me alone as well. It was making matters worse with his Padawan, and I really

couldn't blame Obi-Wan for his jealousy. So I backed off. Not realizing just how

intertwined our three lives would become as soon as we landed on Courscant.