Forgotheold

#Forgotheold- is Obi suffering any affects from the holocrons? Are Ani and Obi having more of an open dialogue?

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Taking
a deep breath slowly through his nose with his moistening
eyes
clenched shut, Obi-Wan tried not to grit his teeth and provoke the
developing migraine that was already starting to pound in his head.

He
had developed it after the holocron and the healers suspected that it
was a side effect from the ancient artifact messing with his mind and
Obi-Wan trying to resist it only to cause a severe
Force whirl that had dragged even none sensitive into the deeper
recesses of his mind.

It
was a horrible feeling honestly.

Obi-Wan
wasn’t a stranger to migraines but never this severe
and long lasting.

His
new artifact related migraines could last an entire week, his vision
kept blurring and
was provoked by any kinds of sharp light, most sounds were
unbearable, he was constantly nauseous which made eating difficult,
he experienced painful stomach cramps that could come and go as they
wished during the week, saw flashes of light, became dizzy and
fatigued and developed fevers at time.

Apparently
he was also moody though Obi-Wan could be forgiven for not noticing
that himself.

And
worst be, none of the preventive medications the healers and medics
had tested with him so far had worked on the migraine even a little
bit.

So
far the healers were contemplating giving him strong painkillers but
Obi-Wan was resistant to the idea of becoming dependent on powerful
opiates to get through his life, he wouldn’t be the first Jedi to
abuse such means to cope if it went wrong.

There
were several programs for substance abuse in the temple along with
program for other addictions.

“General?”
A hand carefully touched his elbow, squeezing down.

Letting
out a wounded noise, Obi-Wan felt tears slide down his cheeks much to
his mortification as the sound of even Cody’s quiet voice proved to
be to much for him at the moment. “Migraine.”
He gritted out, gasping quietly as even the sound of his own voice
provoked his head.

There
was a pause and then the hand moved to Obi-Wan’s lower back,
prompting Obi-Wan to move. Shuffling along and trusting his commander
not to walk him out over a cliff, Obi-Wan focused on breathing
steadily with his eyes closed.

When
the air changed from smelling like wet forest to somewhat sterile
room and noise became muted Obi-Wan realized his commander had taken
him to Helix.

()()()

Blinking
his eyes open at a soft buzz, Obi-Wan let out an anguished noise as
he desperately reached for his belt with his comm resting on the
table beside the medbed Helix had pushed him into after setting a
hypospray, Obi-Wan faintly remembering commander and medic helping
him out of his belt and tunic before tucking him in.

Finally
he managed to get it out and accepted the call, breathing out when it
was just Anakin.

“Obi-Wan!”
Anakin beamed in delight only to blink when Obi-Wan winced. “Oh no,
are you having another migraine?” He said worriedly, very
pointedly lowering his voice.

Settling
back into the pillows, Obi-Wan let out a low noise. “I am… Helix
set a hypospray so I was sleeping…” He rubbed his face slowly. “I
need to talk to him about that, I don’t want to become reliant on
painkillers.” Obi-Wan pinched the bridge of his nose.

Anakin’s
face turned serious. “You should seriously consider the healers
suggestion of painkillers Obi-Wan. This has gone on so long and you
are clearly suffering.” Anakin crossed his arms over his chest
while
giving his old master a dark glare.

Swallowing,
Obi-Wan searched for something to say only for his shoulders to
slump. Why hide it?

“I
just don’t want to become dependent on painkillers Anakin, what if
I start abusing them? We’re in the middle of a war and we have
enough to worry about without m-” He babbled out, his anxieties
ramping up.

But
then Anakin broke in, his glare gone and his arms dropping from their
defensive crossed position to holding up palms facing Obi-Wan in a
soothing manner. “Hey, hey Obi-Wan. Its okay, we’re not gonna let
you start abusing your painkillers and becoming dependent on them
isn’t so bad,” He said calmly, blue eyes wide in the holo. “Its
not like its your fault you have migraines, you shouldn’t have to
suffer them as badly as you do when there are aids possible.”
Anakin stated
strongly but calmly.

Swallowing
again, Obi-Wan stared at him only for his lips to twitch into a tiny
smile. “When did you get so mature?” He whispered.

Grinning,
Anakin shrugged. “I have my moments. Just… think about it okay
Obi-Wan, there exists help if you just… accept it.” The knight
said soothingly.

#Forgotheold- is Obi suffering any affects from the holocrons? Are Ani and Obi having more of an open dialogue?

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Taking
a deep breath slowly through his nose with his moistening
eyes
clenched shut, Obi-Wan tried not to grit his teeth and provoke the
developing migraine that was already starting to pound in his head.

He
had developed it after the holocron and the healers suspected that it
was a side effect from the ancient artifact messing with his mind and
Obi-Wan trying to resist it only to cause a severe
Force whirl that had dragged even none sensitive into the deeper
recesses of his mind.

It
was a horrible feeling honestly.

Obi-Wan
wasn’t a stranger to migraines but never this severe
and long lasting.

His
new artifact related migraines could last an entire week, his vision
kept blurring and
was provoked by any kinds of sharp light, most sounds were
unbearable, he was constantly nauseous which made eating difficult,
he experienced painful stomach cramps that could come and go as they
wished during the week, saw flashes of light, became dizzy and
fatigued and developed fevers at time.

Apparently
he was also moody though Obi-Wan could be forgiven for not noticing
that himself.

And
worst be, none of the preventive medications the healers and medics
had tested with him so far had worked on the migraine even a little
bit.

So
far the healers were contemplating giving him strong painkillers but
Obi-Wan was resistant to the idea of becoming dependent on powerful
opiates to get through his life, he wouldn’t be the first Jedi to
abuse such means to cope if it went wrong.

There
were several programs for substance abuse in the temple along with
program for other addictions.

“General?”
A hand carefully touched his elbow, squeezing down.

Letting
out a wounded noise, Obi-Wan felt tears slide down his cheeks much to
his mortification as the sound of even Cody’s quiet voice proved to
be to much for him at the moment. “Migraine.”
He gritted out, gasping quietly as even the sound of his own voice
provoked his head.

There
was a pause and then the hand moved to Obi-Wan’s lower back,
prompting Obi-Wan to move. Shuffling along and trusting his commander
not to walk him out over a cliff, Obi-Wan focused on breathing
steadily with his eyes closed.

When
the air changed from smelling like wet forest to somewhat sterile
room and noise became muted Obi-Wan realized his commander had taken
him to Helix.

()()()

Blinking
his eyes open at a soft buzz, Obi-Wan let out an anguished noise as
he desperately reached for his belt with his comm resting on the
table beside the medbed Helix had pushed him into after setting a
hypospray, Obi-Wan faintly remembering commander and medic helping
him out of his belt and tunic before tucking him in.

Finally
he managed to get it out and accepted the call, breathing out when it
was just Anakin.

“Obi-Wan!”
Anakin beamed in delight only to blink when Obi-Wan winced. “Oh no,
are you having another migraine?” He said worriedly, very
pointedly lowering his voice.

Settling
back into the pillows, Obi-Wan let out a low noise. “I am… Helix
set a hypospray so I was sleeping…” He rubbed his face slowly. “I
need to talk to him about that, I don’t want to become reliant on
painkillers.” Obi-Wan pinched the bridge of his nose.

Anakin’s
face turned serious. “You should seriously consider the healers
suggestion of painkillers Obi-Wan. This has gone on so long and you
are clearly suffering.” Anakin crossed his arms over his chest
while
giving his old master a dark glare.

Swallowing,
Obi-Wan searched for something to say only for his shoulders to
slump. Why hide it?

“I
just don’t want to become dependent on painkillers Anakin, what if
I start abusing them? We’re in the middle of a war and we have
enough to worry about without m-” He babbled out, his anxieties
ramping up.

But
then Anakin broke in, his glare gone and his arms dropping from their
defensive crossed position to holding up palms facing Obi-Wan in a
soothing manner. “Hey, hey Obi-Wan. Its okay, we’re not gonna let
you start abusing your painkillers and becoming dependent on them
isn’t so bad,” He said calmly, blue eyes wide in the holo. “Its
not like its your fault you have migraines, you shouldn’t have to
suffer them as badly as you do when there are aids possible.”
Anakin stated
strongly but calmly.

Swallowing
again, Obi-Wan stared at him only for his lips to twitch into a tiny
smile. “When did you get so mature?” He whispered.

Grinning,
Anakin shrugged. “I have my moments. Just… think about it okay
Obi-Wan, there exists help if you just… accept it.” The knight
said soothingly.

In the new forgotheold it said Anakin and Ahsoka are working at making Obi-Wan understand people would be devastated to lose him, so do other Jedi get in on that as well?

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Blinking
confusedly as he stared at the line of shrubs and cactus that
functioned as erosion control against the tide of sand, Obi-Wan
shuffled a bit only for Anakin to shift and settle another hand on
his head as the first one continued rubbing his back.

“Anakin,
what in Force name are yo-” Obi-Wan spluttered a bit, not too
outraged but mostly confused he had to admit.

“You
haven’t slept in a day, so I’m going to make sure you rest at
least some even if its just while sitting in my lap.” Anakin said
with some cheer.

Chin
still resting on the others shoulder, Obi-Wan tried to connect how he
had gone from standing on two beside the other man to suddenly
sitting in his former padawan’s lap with his legs stretched out
behind him and his chin settled on Anakin’s shoulder as he absorbed
the words.

And
then he just cuddled up because if he couldn’t figure that out,
Anakin was quite right that he needed some rest.

After
a moment there was a little tap and then there was a hat on his head
and Obi-Wan lifted his head enough to squint up at Ahsoka who grinned
back down at him. “You are a pale human master Obi, better cover
up… did you put sunscreen on your hands?” She squinted at them,
the young lady in question wearing her robes with her hood up to
escape the sun.

“Yes,
Cody had me cover them… I think an hour ago?” Obi-Wan yawned,
absently noting that the hand that had been stroking his hair was
gone but the one on his back was still there.

At
his answer Ahsoka looked up across the camp and then nodded. “I’ll
go talk with him. I’ll also ask about getting a tarp set up over
you two. Honestly Skyguy.” She laughed and walked off, kicking up
sand lightly, leaving Obi-Wan’s line of vision.

“…She’s
a good girl.” Obi-Wan
said fondly before settling his chin back while sliding his arms
slowly around the blonds neck to settle more comfortably, feeling
Anakin turn his head and bit and askew the hat probably.

“Yup…
you do know you’re wearing a pink sunhat with a horn on it right?”
Anakin noted with some amusement.

Snorting,
Obi-Wan nuzzled his cheek a bit into Anakin’s shoulder. “Lay off,
its hot, I’m tired and I bet the hat is cute… its the rainbow one
right?” He chuckled quietly, snorting when he felt Anakin’s
surprise. “I’ve seen her hats you know, she has a collection of
them and the sunhats can fit togrutas as well as humans despite the
monterals.” Obi-Wan yawned deeply and closed his eyes.

“…Huh,
I don’t think I’ve seen her hat collection.” Anakin said
wonderingly.

Waggling
his fingers a bit but not bothering to really lift his hands, Obi-Wan
hummed. “You can ask to see them next time on Coruscant, she has a
crate of them under her padawan dorm bed…” He mumbled, feeling
Anakin carefully shift him before a fond kiss was pressed to his
cheek.

He
didn’t react much to it but Obi-Wan felt a pleasant warmth spread
in his stomach that gained power as he heard quiet boots in sand and
felt a shade being brought over them, Cody quietly speaking to
Longshot and Gus and directing them to secure the poles without too
much noise.

In the new forgotheold it said Anakin and Ahsoka are working at making Obi-Wan understand people would be devastated to lose him, so do other Jedi get in on that as well?

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Blinking
confusedly as he stared at the line of shrubs and cactus that
functioned as erosion control against the tide of sand, Obi-Wan
shuffled a bit only for Anakin to shift and settle another hand on
his head as the first one continued rubbing his back.

“Anakin,
what in Force name are yo-” Obi-Wan spluttered a bit, not too
outraged but mostly confused he had to admit.

“You
haven’t slept in a day, so I’m going to make sure you rest at
least some even if its just while sitting in my lap.” Anakin said
with some cheer.

Chin
still resting on the others shoulder, Obi-Wan tried to connect how he
had gone from standing on two beside the other man to suddenly
sitting in his former padawan’s lap with his legs stretched out
behind him and his chin settled on Anakin’s shoulder as he absorbed
the words.

And
then he just cuddled up because if he couldn’t figure that out,
Anakin was quite right that he needed some rest.

After
a moment there was a little tap and then there was a hat on his head
and Obi-Wan lifted his head enough to squint up at Ahsoka who grinned
back down at him. “You are a pale human master Obi, better cover
up… did you put sunscreen on your hands?” She squinted at them,
the young lady in question wearing her robes with her hood up to
escape the sun.

“Yes,
Cody had me cover them… I think an hour ago?” Obi-Wan yawned,
absently noting that the hand that had been stroking his hair was
gone but the one on his back was still there.

At
his answer Ahsoka looked up across the camp and then nodded. “I’ll
go talk with him. I’ll also ask about getting a tarp set up over
you two. Honestly Skyguy.” She laughed and walked off, kicking up
sand lightly, leaving Obi-Wan’s line of vision.

“…She’s
a good girl.” Obi-Wan
said fondly before settling his chin back while sliding his arms
slowly around the blonds neck to settle more comfortably, feeling
Anakin turn his head and bit and askew the hat probably.

“Yup…
you do know you’re wearing a pink sunhat with a horn on it right?”
Anakin noted with some amusement.

Snorting,
Obi-Wan nuzzled his cheek a bit into Anakin’s shoulder. “Lay off,
its hot, I’m tired and I bet the hat is cute… its the rainbow one
right?” He chuckled quietly, snorting when he felt Anakin’s
surprise. “I’ve seen her hats you know, she has a collection of
them and the sunhats can fit togrutas as well as humans despite the
monterals.” Obi-Wan yawned deeply and closed his eyes.

“…Huh,
I don’t think I’ve seen her hat collection.” Anakin said
wonderingly.

Waggling
his fingers a bit but not bothering to really lift his hands, Obi-Wan
hummed. “You can ask to see them next time on Coruscant, she has a
crate of them under her padawan dorm bed…” He mumbled, feeling
Anakin carefully shift him before a fond kiss was pressed to his
cheek.

He
didn’t react much to it but Obi-Wan felt a pleasant warmth spread
in his stomach that gained power as he heard quiet boots in sand and
felt a shade being brought over them, Cody quietly speaking to
Longshot and Gus and directing them to secure the poles without too
much noise.

Can we get more of forgotheold? Maybe more with Cody and Rex?

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Pressing a cup of tea into the
Jedi’s hands, Cody smiled carefully
at the redhead until
he received one in return with Obi-Wan looking up at him.

“Oh,
thank you Cody, you didn’t have to.” The man said cheerfully,
bringing the cup to his nose to sniff lightly with a delighted look
on his face since it was the tea Cody had managed to get from the
temple for his Jedi.

“I
know I don’t have to sir but I find that you tend to eat better in
a day if you have a cup of tea at least once.” Cody chuckled before
saluting and heading over to Rex, the two putting their heads
together for the patrols and guard schedule for the night.

Ever
since their little fall into the General’s head, Cody and Rex had
become even more careful with knowing what was going on around them
as they now understood that Obi-Wan Kenobi’s recklessness was a
deeply integrated personality trait.

Preventing
situation he could put himself at risk was the best they could do for
now as they tried to work him out of the habit.

And
Skywalker and Tano were working hard on that, both working to get
Obi-Wan to understand that people cared for him and would be
devastated if anything happened to him.

Stang,
Skywalker even, very politely, turned down a request for a friendly
chat from the Chancellor to instead spend time with his old master,
throwing his arm around Obi-Wan when the man protested and loudly
proclaimed that Obi-Wan deserved the wonder of his company.

Obi-Wan
had of course blustered and tried to get around it but there had been
a pleased little smile on his lips and a blush showing up on the back
of his neck and top of his ears as he tucked into the taller man’s
side while pointing out they could do some star gazing since they
hadn’t done that since before the war.

Tano
had loudly demanded where the kark they would star gaze which of
course had turned both older Jedi’s attention onto the younger one,
one to scold her for language while the other had laughed long and
hard.

Which
of course had caused Obi-Wan to smack his old padawan in the arm
while scolding him for encouraging bad behavior and language, still
yet smiling that little pleased smile of his until he finally just
gave in while rolling his eyes and explaining that there was a
planetarium they could go to.

“He
still needs his head screwed on correctly but at least we’re making
some headway.” Rex noted quietly to his vode as Obi-Wan sipped his
tea, the two discreetly watching the man.

Nodding,
Cody crossed his arms over his chest. “Yes, but enough about that.
Waxer and Boil made note of a Seppie camp fourteen clicks out. They
suggested we’d ambush them without the General’s knowledge and
take them out with droid poppers from a distance since its a small
camp.” He murmured quietly.

Frowning
a bit, Rex considered the idea before shaking his head. “No go, we
should at least inform General Skywalker because that way we haven’t
really gone over the leadership. And if something goes wrong, Anakin
would be there to help us.” He smirked wryly.

Humming
a bit, Cody nodded slowly at that. “That might be better yes. The
small camp might be a trap to lure us in and show our position to the
rest.” He noted quietly before glancing at Obi-Wan once more as he
heard the man laugh at something Longshot had said as the man
delivered a report to the Jedi.

“…I
swear, how does one man go from looking badass to being so cute?”
Rex smiled wryly.

Shrugging,
Cody smiled too. “Guess he’s kind of like a flower, thriving on
sunlight and tlc.” He noted quietly in return, watching the General
light up with warm attention and nourishment.

Can we get more of forgotheold? Maybe more with Cody and Rex?

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Pressing a cup of tea into the
Jedi’s hands, Cody smiled carefully
at the redhead until
he received one in return with Obi-Wan looking up at him.

“Oh,
thank you Cody, you didn’t have to.” The man said cheerfully,
bringing the cup to his nose to sniff lightly with a delighted look
on his face since it was the tea Cody had managed to get from the
temple for his Jedi.

“I
know I don’t have to sir but I find that you tend to eat better in
a day if you have a cup of tea at least once.” Cody chuckled before
saluting and heading over to Rex, the two putting their heads
together for the patrols and guard schedule for the night.

Ever
since their little fall into the General’s head, Cody and Rex had
become even more careful with knowing what was going on around them
as they now understood that Obi-Wan Kenobi’s recklessness was a
deeply integrated personality trait.

Preventing
situation he could put himself at risk was the best they could do for
now as they tried to work him out of the habit.

And
Skywalker and Tano were working hard on that, both working to get
Obi-Wan to understand that people cared for him and would be
devastated if anything happened to him.

Stang,
Skywalker even, very politely, turned down a request for a friendly
chat from the Chancellor to instead spend time with his old master,
throwing his arm around Obi-Wan when the man protested and loudly
proclaimed that Obi-Wan deserved the wonder of his company.

Obi-Wan
had of course blustered and tried to get around it but there had been
a pleased little smile on his lips and a blush showing up on the back
of his neck and top of his ears as he tucked into the taller man’s
side while pointing out they could do some star gazing since they
hadn’t done that since before the war.

Tano
had loudly demanded where the kark they would star gaze which of
course had turned both older Jedi’s attention onto the younger one,
one to scold her for language while the other had laughed long and
hard.

Which
of course had caused Obi-Wan to smack his old padawan in the arm
while scolding him for encouraging bad behavior and language, still
yet smiling that little pleased smile of his until he finally just
gave in while rolling his eyes and explaining that there was a
planetarium they could go to.

“He
still needs his head screwed on correctly but at least we’re making
some headway.” Rex noted quietly to his vode as Obi-Wan sipped his
tea, the two discreetly watching the man.

Nodding,
Cody crossed his arms over his chest. “Yes, but enough about that.
Waxer and Boil made note of a Seppie camp fourteen clicks out. They
suggested we’d ambush them without the General’s knowledge and
take them out with droid poppers from a distance since its a small
camp.” He murmured quietly.

Frowning
a bit, Rex considered the idea before shaking his head. “No go, we
should at least inform General Skywalker because that way we haven’t
really gone over the leadership. And if something goes wrong, Anakin
would be there to help us.” He smirked wryly.

Humming
a bit, Cody nodded slowly at that. “That might be better yes. The
small camp might be a trap to lure us in and show our position to the
rest.” He noted quietly before glancing at Obi-Wan once more as he
heard the man laugh at something Longshot had said as the man
delivered a report to the Jedi.

“…I
swear, how does one man go from looking badass to being so cute?”
Rex smiled wryly.

Shrugging,
Cody smiled too. “Guess he’s kind of like a flower, thriving on
sunlight and tlc.” He noted quietly in return, watching the General
light up with warm attention and nourishment.

Forgotheold- how is Obi-Wan doing? I mean he can’t be all that happy can he?

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Moddy note: (Ah hell people, I just discovered I posted the Forgo the old chapter from last too early, this was the original chapter. I am so sorry)

The
ride back to Coruscant is quiet and if Obi-Wan didn’t have the
Force he had the strongest suspicion that he would be uncomfortable
with the lingering silence all over the Negotiator. Yet he does have
the Force and because of that he can feel the troopers in the Force
and Anakin, wrapping around him protectively as they provide the
silence to rest.

And Anakin has
control of the Negotiator with Ahsoka and Rex on the Resolute.

The Tatooine native
had only given Obi-Wan a long look before boarding the same transport
as him, intentions clear as he held onto the strap.

Obi-Wan hadn’t
argued, recognizing that he needed to pick his battles.

And he’s honestly
just so tired, a low level of constant fatigue he recognizes as the
consequences of fighting the artifact.

He shouldn’t have
but the entire situation had left him oh so desperate and…

Well, it was done,
no need to cry over spilled milk as they said and instead he only
quietly shuffled along and let himself be bundled into chairs and had
cups of tea or food bars shoved into his hands that he ate quietly.

Honestly that
seemed to creep out everyone else more then Obi-Wan arguing it
seemed, especially if Cody’s perturbed look was anything to go by
and Anakin’s action of constantly monitoring their bond to check on
Obi-Wan.

‘I’m not that
bad,’ He thought grumpily to himself as he took a small sip of tea.
‘Am I?’ He paused, staring at the deep red color of tea that
reflected his own face back at him. It was actually a bit creepy,
Obi-Wan’s face looked like it was covered in blood almost.

Absently shaking
his head at the spastic thought, Obi-Wan hoped that the coming Q&A
wouldn’t be as deep as he worried it might be.

But Anakin clearly
had questions, his entire being seemed offset by the things he had
learned and maybe it was things that Obi-Wan should have spoken to
him about before but it was so… difficult. These were things he had
long ago tried to overcome and put aside because they ached even now
with time.

He had forgiven
Qui-Gon for leaving him on Melida/Daan but that didn’t mean he had
forgotten it.

Nor had he
forgotten anything else, the sensation of the blast collar around his
neck, the feeling of the electrowhip on his back in those cold caves,
starvation clawing at the pit of his stomach and everything else.

Obi-Wan was a Jedi,
he had compassion and the ability to forgive… but that didn’t
mean he actually forgot the actions of others.

No, Obi-Wan would
always remember even if he did forgive.

And now he would be
forced to once more confront all those old things he had tried to put
to rest, ripping up old scars that throbbed on bad days and once more
bleed for the pain of them.

‘Maybe it won’t
be so bad… Force knows what Anakin could want to speak to me about
it, its the past. The past should remain resting even as we know it.’
Obi-Wan took a small sip of tea, glancing about the quiet bridge and
meeting Anakin’s worried eyes.

He managed to
summon up a smile for the other only to get a deeper frown in
response and inwardly Obi-Wan sighed at the emotions Anakin wore on
his sleeves. ‘Well, there is a reason we never sent him to
negotiate delicate deals.’ He thought to himself, focusing back on
his tea.

Force, he was not
looking forward to getting home to the temple.

Forgotheold- how is Obi-Wan doing? I mean he can’t be all that happy can he?

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Moddy note: (Ah hell people, I just discovered I posted the Forgo the old chapter from last too early, this was the original chapter. I am so sorry)

The
ride back to Coruscant is quiet and if Obi-Wan didn’t have the
Force he had the strongest suspicion that he would be uncomfortable
with the lingering silence all over the Negotiator. Yet he does have
the Force and because of that he can feel the troopers in the Force
and Anakin, wrapping around him protectively as they provide the
silence to rest.

And Anakin has
control of the Negotiator with Ahsoka and Rex on the Resolute.

The Tatooine native
had only given Obi-Wan a long look before boarding the same transport
as him, intentions clear as he held onto the strap.

Obi-Wan hadn’t
argued, recognizing that he needed to pick his battles.

And he’s honestly
just so tired, a low level of constant fatigue he recognizes as the
consequences of fighting the artifact.

He shouldn’t have
but the entire situation had left him oh so desperate and…

Well, it was done,
no need to cry over spilled milk as they said and instead he only
quietly shuffled along and let himself be bundled into chairs and had
cups of tea or food bars shoved into his hands that he ate quietly.

Honestly that
seemed to creep out everyone else more then Obi-Wan arguing it
seemed, especially if Cody’s perturbed look was anything to go by
and Anakin’s action of constantly monitoring their bond to check on
Obi-Wan.

‘I’m not that
bad,’ He thought grumpily to himself as he took a small sip of tea.
‘Am I?’ He paused, staring at the deep red color of tea that
reflected his own face back at him. It was actually a bit creepy,
Obi-Wan’s face looked like it was covered in blood almost.

Absently shaking
his head at the spastic thought, Obi-Wan hoped that the coming Q&A
wouldn’t be as deep as he worried it might be.

But Anakin clearly
had questions, his entire being seemed offset by the things he had
learned and maybe it was things that Obi-Wan should have spoken to
him about before but it was so… difficult. These were things he had
long ago tried to overcome and put aside because they ached even now
with time.

He had forgiven
Qui-Gon for leaving him on Melida/Daan but that didn’t mean he had
forgotten it.

Nor had he
forgotten anything else, the sensation of the blast collar around his
neck, the feeling of the electrowhip on his back in those cold caves,
starvation clawing at the pit of his stomach and everything else.

Obi-Wan was a Jedi,
he had compassion and the ability to forgive… but that didn’t
mean he actually forgot the actions of others.

No, Obi-Wan would
always remember even if he did forgive.

And now he would be
forced to once more confront all those old things he had tried to put
to rest, ripping up old scars that throbbed on bad days and once more
bleed for the pain of them.

‘Maybe it won’t
be so bad… Force knows what Anakin could want to speak to me about
it, its the past. The past should remain resting even as we know it.’
Obi-Wan took a small sip of tea, glancing about the quiet bridge and
meeting Anakin’s worried eyes.

He managed to
summon up a smile for the other only to get a deeper frown in
response and inwardly Obi-Wan sighed at the emotions Anakin wore on
his sleeves. ‘Well, there is a reason we never sent him to
negotiate delicate deals.’ He thought to himself, focusing back on
his tea.

Force, he was not
looking forward to getting home to the temple.

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Finally
they are home and the artifact gets delivered to the research
division while Anakin and Obi-Wan goes to report to the council.

Its
grueling work, telling them what has happened, explaining but at
least its not as exhausting as the actual memory lane run they did
and Ahsoka has luckily taken both Commander Cody and Captain Rex to
their quarters so they wont be forced to stand around waiting as
they debriefed the council about the happenings with the artifact.

Finally
they get released and can return to their quarters, finding both
troopers waiting for them with a cup of tea each.

The
moment they enter Cody rises to his feet and gets Obi-Wan a cup,
handing it over to him once Obi-Wan is settled down in his seat,
obviously having made a full
pot of tea.

Settling down on
the couch slowly, Anakin peered at his master as the man got
comfortable in the squishy old recliner Anakin suspected had belonged
to Qui-Gon Jinn though he could never prove it.

Cody had opted to
remain standing by the recliner with Rex remaining on the couch
besides Anakin as they all watched the older Jedi.

“…Well, you had
questions?” Obi-Wan finally murmured, looking between them as he
took a slow sip of tea.

Must be good if the
approving smile he sent Cody afterward meant anything since Obi-Wan
could be really picky about his tea, especially when they were in the
temple.

“Questions…
kark Obi-Wan I don’t even know anymore, I had days to think about
it and now I just don’t…” Anakin breathed out heavily as he sat
back on the couch.

“I
do,” Cody said sharply. “How the kark could your master get away
with all that poodoo he pulled with you as his padawan? You were a
child he was
responsible for.” He said tightly, arms crossed over his chest.

Obi-Wan
stared up at him before shrugging a bit. “Because not everyone knew
everything we did. According to everyone else, I left the Order and
therefor Qui-Gon was justified in leaving without checking me,” He
smiled into his cup but there was a tinge of despair to the smile.
“He was actually considered a saint for taking me back when I
requested aid for the planet.”

Anakin’s
breath hitched.

Oh
kark that was so bad…

And
Qui-Gon Jinn was suddenly very lucky for already having passed into
the Force if the look on Cody’s face meant anything.

“…No
wonder you offered to blow yourself up before you even became a
commander sir,” Rex said heavily and Obi-Wan seemed to jump a bit,
staring at the captain. “They haven’t instilled any self
confidence in you have they when
you were a stripling and now you just pretend.”
He murmured darkly. “And then your master kept destroying it.”

Obi-Wan
looked away but it was clear that Rex hit the nail on the head.

Anakin
bitterly thought of the council chamber scene. And Qui-Gon’s death
for the mans last words had not even been of Obi-Wan but Anakin, not
a proper goodbye but a request to train Anakin.

Which
Obi-Wan had done to the best of his capabilities even though he was a
fresh knight in grief.

Force
it was honestly astounding that Obi-Wan had managed as well as he
had!

“Did
anyone try to interfere with how he raised you?” Anakin asked
softly.

Obi-Wan
shrugged a bit. “Qui-Gon was my master, he guided me to my
knightho-”

“But
he didn’t, he abandoned you,” Anakin cut in. “Practically
renounced you. I didn’t realize it back then but I do now…Obi-Wan,
I’m so sorry.” He swallowed heavily

There
was a deep sigh and Obi-Wan leaned forward, settling the cup on the
coffee table. “…What is done can’t be changed… maybe we can
move forward with more understanding of each other now?” He smiled
faintly at Anakin.

Cody
clapped his hand down on his General’s shoulder. “Oh you bet we
can. I’m going to chase you down with food and medical supplies if
I have to General,” He growled out before squeezing Obi-Wan’s
shoulder more gently. “Because believe me when I say you matter
General.”

Watching
the two as Obi-Wan tried to
fend off the compliment with a flustered expression,
Anakin felt his lips reluctantly twitch into a small smile. ‘At
least there’s someone on your side now Obi-Wan and I don’t think
you’re getting so easily away from him or
me anymore now that I know.’
He chuckled before getting up and moving over to them.

Before
Obi-Wan could blather on, Anakin leaned down and hugged him tightly.
“You’re an idiot Obi-Wan but so am I. So lets be idiots together
and look after one another hmm?” He murmured into the others ear.

A
quiet noise escaped Obi-Wan before he slowly, kind of awkwardly
returned the hug before
tightening the hug and pressing his face into Anakin’s shoulder.
“…I guess we can be idiots together.” He chuckled faintly.

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Finally
they are home and the artifact gets delivered to the research
division while Anakin and Obi-Wan goes to report to the council.

Its
grueling work, telling them what has happened, explaining but at
least its not as exhausting as the actual memory lane run they did
and Ahsoka has luckily taken both Commander Cody and Captain Rex to
their quarters so they wont be forced to stand around waiting as
they debriefed the council about the happenings with the artifact.

Finally
they get released and can return to their quarters, finding both
troopers waiting for them with a cup of tea each.

The
moment they enter Cody rises to his feet and gets Obi-Wan a cup,
handing it over to him once Obi-Wan is settled down in his seat,
obviously having made a full
pot of tea.

Settling down on
the couch slowly, Anakin peered at his master as the man got
comfortable in the squishy old recliner Anakin suspected had belonged
to Qui-Gon Jinn though he could never prove it.

Cody had opted to
remain standing by the recliner with Rex remaining on the couch
besides Anakin as they all watched the older Jedi.

“…Well, you had
questions?” Obi-Wan finally murmured, looking between them as he
took a slow sip of tea.

Must be good if the
approving smile he sent Cody afterward meant anything since Obi-Wan
could be really picky about his tea, especially when they were in the
temple.

“Questions…
kark Obi-Wan I don’t even know anymore, I had days to think about
it and now I just don’t…” Anakin breathed out heavily as he sat
back on the couch.

“I
do,” Cody said sharply. “How the kark could your master get away
with all that poodoo he pulled with you as his padawan? You were a
child he was
responsible for.” He said tightly, arms crossed over his chest.

Obi-Wan
stared up at him before shrugging a bit. “Because not everyone knew
everything we did. According to everyone else, I left the Order and
therefor Qui-Gon was justified in leaving without checking me,” He
smiled into his cup but there was a tinge of despair to the smile.
“He was actually considered a saint for taking me back when I
requested aid for the planet.”

Anakin’s
breath hitched.

Oh
kark that was so bad…

And
Qui-Gon Jinn was suddenly very lucky for already having passed into
the Force if the look on Cody’s face meant anything.

“…No
wonder you offered to blow yourself up before you even became a
commander sir,” Rex said heavily and Obi-Wan seemed to jump a bit,
staring at the captain. “They haven’t instilled any self
confidence in you have they when
you were a stripling and now you just pretend.”
He murmured darkly. “And then your master kept destroying it.”

Obi-Wan
looked away but it was clear that Rex hit the nail on the head.

Anakin
bitterly thought of the council chamber scene. And Qui-Gon’s death
for the mans last words had not even been of Obi-Wan but Anakin, not
a proper goodbye but a request to train Anakin.

Which
Obi-Wan had done to the best of his capabilities even though he was a
fresh knight in grief.

Force
it was honestly astounding that Obi-Wan had managed as well as he
had!

“Did
anyone try to interfere with how he raised you?” Anakin asked
softly.

Obi-Wan
shrugged a bit. “Qui-Gon was my master, he guided me to my
knightho-”

“But
he didn’t, he abandoned you,” Anakin cut in. “Practically
renounced you. I didn’t realize it back then but I do now…Obi-Wan,
I’m so sorry.” He swallowed heavily

There
was a deep sigh and Obi-Wan leaned forward, settling the cup on the
coffee table. “…What is done can’t be changed… maybe we can
move forward with more understanding of each other now?” He smiled
faintly at Anakin.

Cody
clapped his hand down on his General’s shoulder. “Oh you bet we
can. I’m going to chase you down with food and medical supplies if
I have to General,” He growled out before squeezing Obi-Wan’s
shoulder more gently. “Because believe me when I say you matter
General.”

Watching
the two as Obi-Wan tried to
fend off the compliment with a flustered expression,
Anakin felt his lips reluctantly twitch into a small smile. ‘At
least there’s someone on your side now Obi-Wan and I don’t think
you’re getting so easily away from him or
me anymore now that I know.’
He chuckled before getting up and moving over to them.

Before
Obi-Wan could blather on, Anakin leaned down and hugged him tightly.
“You’re an idiot Obi-Wan but so am I. So lets be idiots together
and look after one another hmm?” He murmured into the others ear.

A
quiet noise escaped Obi-Wan before he slowly, kind of awkwardly
returned the hug before
tightening the hug and pressing his face into Anakin’s shoulder.
“…I guess we can be idiots together.” He chuckled faintly.