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Archive: M-A, if ya want it . . . let me know where it is.
Rating: G
Pairing: Q/O
Category: POV, Romance
Warnings: This one is not sad.
Spoilers: None
Feedback: Please . . . I am an attention whore.
Summary: Qui-Gon and Obi-Wan . . . Finally.
Disclaimers: Mr. Lucas made Obi-Wan. Mr.& Mrs. McGregor made Ewan (fantastic work, by the way).
Notes: I waited to add this part. Master, Thank You. I would have never written past the first one without you. If this series is appreciated by anyone, you should write my Master and tell her.
Series: Complete
I Know . . . Before The End
I Know . . . Promises
I Know
I Know . . . Last Dance
I Know . . . Together Forever
Qui-Gon:
"I know how to say hello . . . How do you tell the other half of your soul goodbye?"
I feel you coming closer. I have been waiting.
I felt your pain. I was there all those years ago. You raged against fate. I wept for your despair.
Through the years you have kept the one promise that mattered. I am in awe of your love. The only comparison to it is mine, for you.
I can see you now. I am looking at you. Your eyes, the color of a storm-swept ocean. You are a vision.
My Obi-Wan. When you became one with the Force, it restored you to the Padawan I left behind.
What will I say to you? There is so much to tell you. I will say the one thing I've longed to.
"Hello, my Padawan."
Obi-Wan:
"I know who waits for me, my lover."
I know you are there. I can feel you just ahead. Your own particular light is drawing me.
I see you. I know I look like your Padawan again. I'm not a vain man. I want what I lost.
I want the Obi and Qui that fate cheated. I know you found me beautiful. Did you know I defined beauty by you? Sapphire eyes, broad shoulders, silver and chestnut hair, you are a god.
What will I say? You speak first. I say the only thing I can.
"Hello, my Master."