Disclaimer – All this belongs to George Lucas and Jude Watson. I just play in their world.

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He sat in the room of a thousand fountains. Ahead of him lay his life as a knight. He had wanted this for 25 years, but now that it had come he was afraid of what lay ahead. He had always believed that his Master would there to guide him through his life. Now he was a master with a padawan.

It had been a few weeks since Qui-Gon's death, but to Obi-Wan it had already been a life time. Obi-Wan had spent the last few weeks meditating. He was desperately seeking advice from his former master. He needed guidance.

While deep in thought, Obi-Wan didn't notice the soft footsteps approaching him. He jumped as someone sat on the bench next to him. That someone was his best friend, his life…his love. Even though it was forbidden, Obi-Wan knew he couldn't deny the feelings he had for her. He smiled half-heartedly at the blonde sitting next to him.

"So Knight Kenobi," the blonde said with a hint of mockery in her tone, "Are you going to wish me good luck?"

He sat stunned for a moment. "Good luck with what, Padawan Tachi?"

"Huh, like you don't know. Adi and I are going to track some smugglers on the Kessel run." After a second of realization, Siri Tachi's tone softened. "You're still thinking about Qui-Gon aren't you?"

Obi-Wan just nodded. He couldn't look up at her at that moment.

Siri gently took his hand and looked him in the eye, "Things will get better Obi. You have so much here. You have friends to help you through this."

"Good luck on your mission Siri."

She kissed him on the cheek and left him to his thoughts.