*Hey it's me again! Just wanted to thank everyone who has read and reviewed this story; I didn't know you would like it this much! I love getting the reviews in my email everyday, it's a constant ego boost, lol. Well here is the final chapter for this story, but not the final chapter to my stories which follow the born to suffer idea. Love you guys!
Disclaimer: Once again I don't own the lovely Obi Wan, or anyone else.
*Chapter XVI: (16)
Obi Wan stared at his brother, he felt bad about not being able to help. "Owen, I'm sorry; I really wish there was something I could do."
"It doesn't matter. Just go." Owen turned his back to Obi Wan.
Suddenly coughing was heard coming from the woman's room, and Obi Wan's step father ran to help. The teenager looked at his younger brother, he was torn between this family he's never been a part of, and the family he's dedicated his life to. "Maybe there is something that I can do." He finally broke the silence between the two of them.
Owen stared in disbelief. "There is?"
Obi Wan nodded, but his head was shouting "no".
Obi Wan went to the room, and found his mother lying in her bed, holding Roje's hand. The teen who was still weak from his own suffering not too long ago walked to her other side. Owen followed in shortly there after. Obi Wan gently stroked his mothers hair, and she looked at him with blood shot eyes. "Mother, I need you to just relax." He ordered her, as he placed his hands on her head. She closed her eyes, and let his energy inside. Obi Wan too closed his eyes, and began to call upon the force. Roje and Owen sat back watching this amazing sight; a warm blue glow emerged from the two, as Obi Wan began to chant in an unregonizable language. Obi Wan could feel his life force flow into his weakened mother; suddenly he realized how weak his body still was. He fought the darkness that was threatening to consume him. He continued to heal his mother, until he collapsed to the floor.
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The sound of beeping, and the familiar smell of the healer's ward brought Obi Wan out of unconsciesness. He turned his head to the side, and noticed a worried Qui Gon staring back at him. Obi Wan moaned when he felt the pain in his head.
"Relax." Qui Gon ordered.
"How...how did I get back here?" He asked, his head still spinning.
"We received a call from Tatooine." He looked at his apprentice. "You weren't ready Obi Wan." The master chided the student.
"I know master, I'm not a healer, I just thought..."
"No, you weren't ready to see them. You didn't have your strength back completely." Qui Gon shifted his weight in his seat.
Obi Wan looked down. "How...how is she?"
Qui Gon held Obi Wan's hand tightly. "I'm sorry little one." Obi Wan closed his eyes in pain. "She didn't make it." Qui Gon finished.
Qui Gon prepared himself for the tears; he knew Obi Wan had gone through so much in such a short amount of time. But the tears never came, Obi Wan just nodded.
"I understand." He said in a very composed tone.
"Are you sure you are alright padawan?"
Obi Wan looked at his master, and smiled. "Nothing happends by accident with the force. I may not always understand it's reasons, but it is always there to support me."
Qui Gon marveled at the maturity of his padawan's answer. He almost couldn't believe how much Obi Wan seemed to grow in that instant. Right then and there it was clear why the force had chosen Obi Wan to suffer; no other Jedi would've been able to handle what he went through, and still have such faith in the force. Suddenly Obi Wan drifted back to sleep. Qui Gon noticed Yoda in the door way, he looked at his former master.
"Told you I did." Yoda stated.
All Qui Gon could do was nod. 'This boy is special indeed'. Of course Qui Gon already knew that.
Disclaimer: Once again I don't own the lovely Obi Wan, or anyone else.
*Chapter XVI: (16)
Obi Wan stared at his brother, he felt bad about not being able to help. "Owen, I'm sorry; I really wish there was something I could do."
"It doesn't matter. Just go." Owen turned his back to Obi Wan.
Suddenly coughing was heard coming from the woman's room, and Obi Wan's step father ran to help. The teenager looked at his younger brother, he was torn between this family he's never been a part of, and the family he's dedicated his life to. "Maybe there is something that I can do." He finally broke the silence between the two of them.
Owen stared in disbelief. "There is?"
Obi Wan nodded, but his head was shouting "no".
Obi Wan went to the room, and found his mother lying in her bed, holding Roje's hand. The teen who was still weak from his own suffering not too long ago walked to her other side. Owen followed in shortly there after. Obi Wan gently stroked his mothers hair, and she looked at him with blood shot eyes. "Mother, I need you to just relax." He ordered her, as he placed his hands on her head. She closed her eyes, and let his energy inside. Obi Wan too closed his eyes, and began to call upon the force. Roje and Owen sat back watching this amazing sight; a warm blue glow emerged from the two, as Obi Wan began to chant in an unregonizable language. Obi Wan could feel his life force flow into his weakened mother; suddenly he realized how weak his body still was. He fought the darkness that was threatening to consume him. He continued to heal his mother, until he collapsed to the floor.
**
The sound of beeping, and the familiar smell of the healer's ward brought Obi Wan out of unconsciesness. He turned his head to the side, and noticed a worried Qui Gon staring back at him. Obi Wan moaned when he felt the pain in his head.
"Relax." Qui Gon ordered.
"How...how did I get back here?" He asked, his head still spinning.
"We received a call from Tatooine." He looked at his apprentice. "You weren't ready Obi Wan." The master chided the student.
"I know master, I'm not a healer, I just thought..."
"No, you weren't ready to see them. You didn't have your strength back completely." Qui Gon shifted his weight in his seat.
Obi Wan looked down. "How...how is she?"
Qui Gon held Obi Wan's hand tightly. "I'm sorry little one." Obi Wan closed his eyes in pain. "She didn't make it." Qui Gon finished.
Qui Gon prepared himself for the tears; he knew Obi Wan had gone through so much in such a short amount of time. But the tears never came, Obi Wan just nodded.
"I understand." He said in a very composed tone.
"Are you sure you are alright padawan?"
Obi Wan looked at his master, and smiled. "Nothing happends by accident with the force. I may not always understand it's reasons, but it is always there to support me."
Qui Gon marveled at the maturity of his padawan's answer. He almost couldn't believe how much Obi Wan seemed to grow in that instant. Right then and there it was clear why the force had chosen Obi Wan to suffer; no other Jedi would've been able to handle what he went through, and still have such faith in the force. Suddenly Obi Wan drifted back to sleep. Qui Gon noticed Yoda in the door way, he looked at his former master.
"Told you I did." Yoda stated.
All Qui Gon could do was nod. 'This boy is special indeed'. Of course Qui Gon already knew that.