by Adelaide Elizabeth Morgan
(adelaide@morganne.freeserve.co.uk)
Category: Q/O, POV, PWP, Romance, Mini-Vignette (disclaimery
longer than actual fic)
Archive: You mean you actually want this?? Woah, scary.. But
yeah, if you want it, you can have it. The fic that is.
Rating: Umm, not too sure what this counts as. PG-13?
Feedback: Loved it? Loathed it? Couldn't give a damn? Tell me
anyway. Either on list or off at
Adelaide@morganne.freeserve.co.uk
Spoilers: Not unless you've never heard of the characters,
which I'd say is pretty darn unlikely somehow.
Disclaimer: The Star Wars world and all it's inhabitants are
the property of George Lucas.
Thanks to: You for reading this and Mother Nature for the
inspiration
Author's notes: heh - if you cant plagiarise yourself, then who
can you plagiarise???? Barely changed version of a story I
wrote in another fandom.... :)
Summary: One moment in time can make everything seem
worthwhile. Sentimental schmoop!
Another nameless hotel in another nameless city, on some
war-torn somewhere in the galaxy. The names evade me, all
merging and blurring into one confused mesh. It doesn't matter,
of course. None of it matters. The only thing I care about
right now is the moment. Lying here, Qui-Gon's arms tightening
around me as he sleeps. I in turn curl closer around him,
twining my legs between his even more. My head rests on his
chest, my arms around his waist. He sighs, smile playing across
his face, content. As am I. I raise my head on a whim to gaze
out of the window. Dusk is slowly darkening the summer sky,
rays of colour spreading out, the sun dipping steadily beyond
the horizon
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