darththalia (darththalia) wrote in tpm_flashback, @ 2004-12-19 19:58:00 |
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Original poster: obi_ki
Title Destiny
Author Raina
Rating PG 13 to R
Summary Qui-Gon dies and sees Obi-Wan's future, so he decides to change some things.
Warnings Spoilers for the first eight JA Books and TPM, especially the ending.
Author's email, web site and LJ raina_at@yahoo.de raina_at http://www.nuttersinc.de.vu/
Link to story http://www.masterapprentice.org/archive/d/d
Reason for Recommending There are a good number of stories that have Obi-Wan doing something to go back and change the past after the events of TPM but this is the only one I know of where Qui-Gon in the initiator of the change. Raina creates a full and detailed alternate existence for Obi-Wan, making him a succesful and well balanced Knight, as well as very diffrent life for Qui-Gon, but fate and the Force seeks to correct the changes that Qui-Gon plea has brought forth. A wonderful long read, that will keep you enthralled from beginning to end.
Quote from the Story He could not resist moving closer. Shielding his Force-presence, he watched the small group, consisting of Obi-Wan, Adi Gallia and Bant, who was already swimming in the lake.
Adi and Obi-Wan were watching her in silence, Adi sitting with her back against a tree, Obi-Wan lounging in the grass, absently playing with a tentacle of Adi's headdress. The silence between them was comfortable, familiar.
After a few minutes, Adi reached down and wove her fingers through Obi-Wan's growing hair, a gesture of protective tenderness.
"It will take some time to get used to the hair, Padawan," she said quietly, staring out over the lake.
He shrugged, relaxed into the caress and replied, his voice low and sleepy, "You'll get used to it. Good to remind you that you can't get me to do your paperwork anymore."
A shriek and a squirm ended the peacefulness of the scene, as Adi started to tickle her former Padawan with a vengeance. Obi-Wan laughed and tried to get away from her tormenting fingers, but Adi held onto him with a bit of Force-help.
Qui-Gon retreated to the little niche he had used for meditation and tried desperately to quiet the scream in his mind. Mine.
No, not yours, Jinn. He never was, and never will be.
Mine. Mine to touch like this. Mine to pet and to tickle, to tease and to laugh with. Mine to call Padawan.
Get a grip, damn it. It's not like he ever belonged to you, even your Obi-Wan didn't belong to you, he argued with himself. It's not like you didn't give him up willingly.
Of course that didn't mean that it didn't hurt.