Meditations on Freedom

by Merry Amelie

Archive: MA only

Category: Alternate Reality, Qui/Obi, Romance, Series

Rating: PG

Summary: July 4th had become more than symbolic.

Series: Academic Arcadia -- # 81

A chronological list of the series with the URLs can be found under the header 'Academic Arcadia' at: http://groups.yahoo.com/group/master-apprentice/files/

My MA story page: http://www.masterapprentice.org/cgi-bin/qs.cgi?keyword=Merry+Amelie

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For
My beta team: Nerowill, Emila-Wan, and Carol
Mali Wane for posting; Emila-Wan for posting this story
My former betas: Alex and Ula

The first summer of their marriage, ripe with the promise of freedom.

The sight of it. Quinn's eyes crinkling from Ian's pun.

The sound of it. Ian's groans into Quinn's mouth.

The feel of it. Quinn's cheek tickling Ian's dimple.

The smell of it. Ian's scent rubbed into Quinn's skin.

The taste of it. Quinn's kiss coaxing Ian's lips open.

It was enough to make their senses reel. The best intoxicant yet. Better than the Guinness they'd drink with their hot dogs in their very own backyard.

Freedom of expression was a fundamental part of the academic creed, one that they'd spent their careers espousing, but had been noticeably lacking in their personal lives. Their meeting had changed everything. Freedom was an abstract concept no longer.

July 4th in particular had become more than symbolic, growing into a touchstone of personal freedom for them since their first shared Independence Day in 2004. Quinn's inspiration to wear their Williamsburg rings at the Prentice barbecue had marked a sea change in their public perception. They had freed themselves step by step in the years since then.

They'd felt perfect freedom for the first time as green and blue Roman candles had burst in the skies over Padua. By the following year, they were out to the entire Prentice clan, with Rory as an unwitting catalyst.

Luke was next. Their marriage had given them true academic freedom after years boxed into their office. They'd felt a new ease in the classrooms and corridors of Luke since a sunny October Saturday had united their lives officially. Students, faculty, and staff had welcomed them as a couple, with a few sour exceptions.

All because their courage was a force to be reckoned with.

This Independence Day, their first as a married couple, they reaped the rewards that their courage had sown. Geraniums and marigolds blossomed in the back garden, while the men thrived inside their little home, a daydream just a year ago.

This year, they were hosting the family cookout for the first time, no longer guests at the party. And the fireworks outdoors would merely be a warm-up for those indoors after the last straggler had left.

Freedom had come to them late, and was treasured all the more for it. A gift they had given to one another when sharing the hearts they'd been protecting so fiercely. The rewards were never more apparent than when they opened the door to their smiling family and friends.

And they'd done it all for each other.