Obi-Wan smiled sadly down at Pike who held onto his arm, the dragon
chirping back at him in comfort. “…You ready?” He whispered,
getting a confirming chirp. “Captain, please lower the hatch.” He
spoke into his coms.

The two watched the hatch lower to the green nature beneath them.
“…Goodbye Pike, I will miss you as much as I will miss Master.”
Obi-Wan whispered and a mournful chirp escaped the usually smug
dragon who finally let go and dropped down the open ramp, escaping
into his native habitat.

“You can shut it now Captain. The dragon is out.” Obi-Wan managed
after a few moments and then sat down in the cargo hole, utterly
alone for the first time since he was thirteen.

The last thing Obi-Wan would do for Qui-Gon.

To let Pike free to his own native planet, to live out his lifespan
now that Qui-Gon had joined the Force. Alone as the ship was to small
for Mika.

He took a shuddering breath and drew his knees to his chest, focusing
on the link he had to his dragon, feeling her sorrow and concern as
keenly as his own. And then the fledgling link to his new padawan.

Anakin.

()()()()

“I’ve been doing as you’ve said. It just…it won’t…one of the
twi’lek girls got her egg two days ago and it hatched already.”
Anakin stared at his dark green egg with wide eyes, clinging to it.

Obi-Wan blinked then set the kettle aside, moving to the boys side
and sitting down on the couch with him. “Anakin, you barely had
your egg for a month.” He soothed, touching the boys shoulder, his
scraggly beard only just coming in. “Its honestly more normal for
it to take time. I mean, my own took years.”

That made Anakin look up at him. “Really?” He asked, desperate
for hope.

“Yes. I got my egg when I was ten. But Mika didn’t’ hatch until I
was almost thirteen.” Obi-Wan soothed, smiling gently at him before
running his hand over the others short hair. “Yours will hatch when
its ready Anakin, don’t doubt that. But for now you need to be
paitent and continue caring for your eg-” There was a cracking
noise and both of them snapped their attention to the egg as a
crackling pattern slowly appeared all over the egg in Anakin’s lap.

Obi-Wan smiled a bit. Perhaps all his dragon had needed was for
Anakin to calm down and not fear as much.

Slowly parts of it started to push out until a black snout was
pressed out and then the egg collapsed around the dragon who stared
up at them with golden green eyes, its hide a deep dark grey. Anakin
gasped in awe and held out his fingers to the creature, giggling when
it instantly licked his fingers.

“Well then…what’s his name Anakin?” Obi-Wan grinned, his heart
aching ever so slightly as he remembered there had been no Master to
watch him get his own dragon, only Yoda.

“…Remi. Hello Remi.” Anakin whispered, beaming as the dragon on
his lap chirruped in glee, accepting his name. “What is Remi?”

“Remi I believe Grey Prince. There is a handful of them in the
temple. He won’t get as big as Mika but he will reach my height. Its
a good thing honestly, he’ll have comfortable space on ships once he
gets bigger unlike my Mika.” Obi-Wan smiled. “We’ll look
everything up about Grey Prince’s in the library later, but for now,
lets have that tea and scones?”

“Yes Master!”