I, Alone

I, Alone

Notes: More notes at the end for those who want to see the category and warnings.

The only thing that has kept me going in these dark days is the idea of your face watching me in the night, longing for me as I long for you. I see you in the dark and in the daylight, encouragement in your eyes.

And now I stand here before what was once my former padawan, a faint smile on my lips as I wait for the blow that will strike me down. Reunion with you is the only thing I desire now. The first thing I will do is throw my arms around you with all the enthusiasm of my teenage years, and all the love of these last lonely days.

The universe explodes into a blaze of light, and slowly resettles before my eyes. And the first thing I see is you, soft smile on your face, arms reaching out. My Qui-Gon! I embrace you, not sure whether I am crying or laughing, pleasure coursing through my bones at the feel of you against me.

"So many things I never got to say," I whisper to you, looking up into your eyes. You respond with a smile. "You can say them whenever you want to now," you say.

And then you are looking over my shoulder and your smile gets brighter. I turn to see what could have so entranced you.

She's pretty. A curvy blonde-haired girl, lightsaber fastened to her hip, and an indulgent smile on her face.

"Your former padawan?" she says to you, and *at* me. The look on your face is positively goofy, Master.

"My best padawan, dear," you say. "Meet Obi-Wan Kenobi." We shake hands clumsily while he concludes the introduction. "Obi-Wan, this is my love and wife, Knight Maresa Jinn. We were married long ago, and now, thank the Force, we are again." You grin at her like a boy, and I clench my fist. "She was killed on Carea in that civil war shortly after I took Xanatos as a padawan."

"Pleased to meet you, I'm sure," she says, ice in her smile. You walk away with her, and I....

Further Notes: I'll take your Bail and raise you a Mary Sue! Yes, this is slash, by my definition, as it's got Obi wanting Qui. After all, we don't always get what we want, do we?