“I said no.” Obi-Wan said strongly,
moving towards the platforms to find his next ride off the planet
with his bag on his shoulder.

“Please, do reconsider, you are in a
fragile state an-”

“I am not carrying a spare chosen
one. I’m not an incubator.” Obi-Wan came to a sharp stop and
turned to glare at Qui-Gon, green eyes narrowed. “I left the cores
at thirteen because I found out that the Jedi temple didn’t care
about the wishes and desires of the ones they had taught. I would
have made one hell of a Jedi knight, yet no master or knight took me
on, everyone looked past me as if I was…” He pursed his lips then
shook his head. “It doesn’t matter. I made a life for myself.”

Anakin glanced between the two then
stepped forward. “Ser Kenobi, I know that you don’t want to
return. But please listen to me, this is your child we’re talking
about.”

Obi-Wan focused on him instead of the
older master, brows slightly furrowed. “Lets say I will listen,
what are you going to tell me that would make me change my mind?”

“Medical aid for you and your child.
You can’t tell me its easy to get what you need out here in the
rims. And my mom told me often enough that I was a terror to birth.”
Anakin plowed on when the others face tightened up. “What I mean is
that a Force pregnancy is hard on the body and the baby. You should
consider coming with us for that reason alone.”

“You talk as if I have no money for
medical.” Obi-Wan growled quietly, disliking it severely that
Anakin was using his pregnancy against him. “I’m a successful
ruins researcher, specialized in Force related buildings. I do
lectures o-”

“Its not a mention of not having
money for medical.” Anakin offered quickly. “But the best. And
Vokara Che is the best.”

Obi-Wan looked away, frowning heavily.
His hand was fisted white on the strap of his bag.

“I swore never to go back to the
Jedi.” Obi-Wan quietly offered. “I was thrown out for nothing
less then becoming thirteen. I had every dream I had ever hoped to
achieve ripped out for under me with no more explanation then that
‘you’re to old’ given.” He whispered.

Anakin shifted, feeling pressure in the
Force.

“I apologize.” Qui-Gon offered.

“And you were my last hope.”
Obi-Wan glanced at Qui-Gon then looked away, growling quietly. “I
left the cores and made my own future. I became a researcher because
knowledge is golden. I made my way through the murkiness that was
life and used what I had to create a future…I got myself a stipend
and an apprenticeship under professors. Got myself a degree.
Protected myself. Me. Alone.” He gritted his teeth.

Then he focused on them again. “I am
not going back. They didn’t need me. I don’t need them.” He
turned on his heel. “And its a low tactic to use my own child
against me.” He marched forward, hailing the fare seller to get
himself a ticket off planet.

“…Now what?” Anakin felt…well
disappointed was the best word to go with, saying he felt like a part
of him was walking way sounded cliche.

“…Now we contact the council about
our findings.” Qui-Gon sighed quietly.

()()()
“A Force pregnancy?”
Mace Windu looks like he’s fallen of the space shuttle before he
gives them a dark frown. “Are you sure? He’s not lying to cover
his tracks? One doesn’t have to be mated to carry a child.”

Anakin frowns a bit at the slight
against Obi-Wan, or he feels it a slight at least but beside him
Qui-Gon shakes his head. “No, he wasn’t lying, that much I know
for certain through the Force. Obi-Wan Kenobi is pregnant due to the
Force, carrying a child convinced through it just like Anakin once
was.”

“And he refuses to return to the
temple?” Adi leaned forward, her face open.

Now came the difficult part.

“Yes, he’s…angry at the temple.
At the order. He um, that is to say I…”

“Former Initiate Obi-Wan is.” Yoda
spoke up, giving everyone a pinched look. “Though he’d one time
take my place I did.” He gave Qui-Gon a long look. “To be your
padawan he was suppose to and angry he has right to be. Jedi master
and knight he would have become.” The old troll huffed. “Wondered
where he was I did. Good to know that safe he is at least, and
prospered without the Order.” He sighed deeply, sounding all of his
800 years at that moment.

Qui-Gon shifted a bit, uncomfortable
with the attention directed at him at that moment.

“Regardless.” Plo spoke up. “Force
pregnancy are unprecedented outside of Knight Skywalker’s case.
Such a thing would be a case of study if you can convince him to come
to the temple.”

“But he doesn’t want to.” Anakin
spoke up. “He’s angry and says he wont come and we can’t Force
him.”

“Force him you will not have to. Work
you can offer him instead.” Yoda rolled his eyes. Actually rolled
his eyes!

“Yes, he’s an expert in Force
Ruins? He can have a lecture on his findings here at the temple. If
anyone would be interested in Force ruins, its Jedi.” Yaddle added.

“It depends on his view of his
findings, for all we know they can be heretical.”

“Then it would be a debate and he
might bring a fresh point of view.” Plo argued with Mace. “Becoming
stagnate is the first step towards destruction.”

“Allocate founds for hiring him I
will, find him you two will have to and give him the offer.” Yoda
offered seriously.

“It might be hard to convince him.”
Qui-Gon offered quietly and the green troll had the audacity to
smirk.

“Tell him he can show up Jedi’s.
Catch his attention that will.”

()()()

Yoda was right, that did catch
Obi-Wan’s attention as he shifted of off his knees and got up,
brushing of his pants where he had been digging in the ground near a ruin.
“Lecture at the Jedi temple?” He looked surprised.

The long haired master nodded. “Yes,
Force ruins are a case of history and considering they are connected
to the Force that makes them double interesting to Jedi. I’m sure
you understand. We already have funds cleared to offer to you should
you agree.” Qui-Gon watched the redhead.

Obi-Wan frowned a bit. “This isn’t
just because of my pregnancy, is it?”

“I don’t think so, I think you
would have been requested to come eventually but I won’t lie that
your pregnancy will most likely be observed while you are at the
temple.”

The other pursed his lips and for a
moment both Jedi feared it was the wrong thing to say.

“Honesty, alright. I can work with
honesty.”

Okay, not the wrong thing to say.

‘Honesty, okay, keep that in mind, he
appreciates honesty.’ Anakin put on his mind as they watched the
omega mull.

“I set the lecture, no interfering in
what I talk about?” He narrowed green eyes at them.

“Well debates are likely, scholars
likes to debate.” Anakin shrugged.

“Hmm.” Obi-Wan frowned then sighed,
nodding. “Alright, if only to get to debate with Force
knowledgeable people. Fine. You mentioned pay?” He looked between
them.

“Of course. Master Yoda himself
allotted the pay.”

Telling him that was almost worth the
way Obi-Wan’s eyes widened in surprise.

And then they couldn’t help but feel
a sudden form for jealousy when Obi-Wan actually smiled fondly.
“Yoda…should have known.” He chuckled quietly and looked down
at his feet before shaking his head. “And I’ll have a place to
live?”

“Board and quarters will be provided
along with a salary.” Qui-Gon confirmed.

“One of the guest rooms near the
knight living quarters I’d imagine.” Obi-Wan muttered and looked
around before shrugging. “I can always come back here so, let me
pack and I can return with the two of you.”

That was almost to easy.

“…You’re really looking forward
to arguing with people aren’t you?”

Obi-Wan sent both alphas an almost
savage grin over his shoulders. “Oh I’m going to make you Jedi
weep while accepting my findings. Just you wait.”