Pressing the parcel
into the others hands, Depa gave Qui-Gon a soft smile as she peered
up at him. “I wish you good luck Qui-Gon, with your future.” She
murmured quietly.

To the rest of the
council the man’s decision to leave had been shocking as not many
who reached the rank of master choose to leave.

Padawans yes,
knights there were a few of them of course but masters generally
choose to stay after devoting so much time and effort into reaching
the rank.

That was why there
was busts of them, to honor the lost twenty as they were refereed to.

Now there were
twenty one.

But it had not
shocked Depa for she had caught the smell of Obi-Wan the week he
left, had smelled the change of hormones in the young padawan and if
the redhead hadn’t already announced his intention to leave then
Depa might have needed to inform the council.

After all, a master
and a padawan could be an abuse of power even if she didn’t want to
think so about Jinn.

But the omega had
left and now Qui-Gon was leaving too.

She could guess
where they would both wind up too, after all, Dooku had never made it
a secret that those two were welcome on Serenno.

Which was why she
was gifting the man now before he left for the ship.

Blinking, Qui-Gon
stared at the parcel before carefully opening a small rift and
letting out a startled noise.

Quickly he tucked
it to his chest so no one could see the little onesie she had bought
while giving her an antsy look that didn’t quite fit his normally
serene face. “I… I…” He stammered.

She cut in with a
small smile. “Good luck Qui-Gon. And look after him hmm? We omegas
need comfort, I’ll always campaigned for that.” Depa said softly
before winking and turning, moving to catch up with Mace as he had
promised her a good sparring.

Depa could feel
Qui-Gon watching her still as she left but wasn’t to worried about
that.

Hopefully she did
the right thing by telling no one.

()()()

Opening the wrapped
package fully, Qui-Gon stared at the little powder green onesie on
his lap, rubbing the little footies of it slowly to feel the soft
fabric.

It had tiny white
bunnies in the same fabric too all over and it looked like a good
outfit to put a babe in the first few days its born.

This is for his
coming child, the one that’s inside of his Obi-Wan, his omega and
apprentice.

Swallowing heavily
Qui-Gon settled the little outfit aside and picked up his bag
instead, pulling out Obi-Wan’s tunic that had been left behind and
burying his big nose in it, sniffing the faint traces as it has
deteriorated over the week the other has been gone.

A small whine
escapes him as he’s reminded that it will take him a little over a
week to get to his love and that is enough to make Qui-Gon curl up in
his bunk for the duration of his trip to Serenno and press his face
to the fabric as he misses his mate.

‘I can claim him
now. Soon as I get to Serenno I can kiss and cuddle and claim him if
he lets me and… and it will be us. Us and the little one.’ He
reminded himself with a mental voice that sounded quite a lot like
Yan.

He wondered if
Obi-Wan’s stomach had grown during the absence, wondered if his
hair would be longer or was it just his mind playing up the idea
because of the distance between them.

Lifting his face,
Qui-Gon let out a deep breath. ‘I’m on my way mate. Just wait for
me a little longer.’ He whispered out into the Force as his eyes
flickered yellow as they lifted off from Coruscant, the ship finally
on its way for Serenno.

Finally on its way
to Obi-Wan.

Pressing the parcel
into the others hands, Depa gave Qui-Gon a soft smile as she peered
up at him. “I wish you good luck Qui-Gon, with your future.” She
murmured quietly.

To the rest of the
council the man’s decision to leave had been shocking as not many
who reached the rank of master choose to leave.

Padawans yes,
knights there were a few of them of course but masters generally
choose to stay after devoting so much time and effort into reaching
the rank.

That was why there
was busts of them, to honor the lost twenty as they were refereed to.

Now there were
twenty one.

But it had not
shocked Depa for she had caught the smell of Obi-Wan the week he
left, had smelled the change of hormones in the young padawan and if
the redhead hadn’t already announced his intention to leave then
Depa might have needed to inform the council.

After all, a master
and a padawan could be an abuse of power even if she didn’t want to
think so about Jinn.

But the omega had
left and now Qui-Gon was leaving too.

She could guess
where they would both wind up too, after all, Dooku had never made it
a secret that those two were welcome on Serenno.

Which was why she
was gifting the man now before he left for the ship.

Blinking, Qui-Gon
stared at the parcel before carefully opening a small rift and
letting out a startled noise.

Quickly he tucked
it to his chest so no one could see the little onesie she had bought
while giving her an antsy look that didn’t quite fit his normally
serene face. “I… I…” He stammered.

She cut in with a
small smile. “Good luck Qui-Gon. And look after him hmm? We omegas
need comfort, I’ll always campaigned for that.” Depa said softly
before winking and turning, moving to catch up with Mace as he had
promised her a good sparring.

Depa could feel
Qui-Gon watching her still as she left but wasn’t to worried about
that.

Hopefully she did
the right thing by telling no one.

()()()

Opening the wrapped
package fully, Qui-Gon stared at the little powder green onesie on
his lap, rubbing the little footies of it slowly to feel the soft
fabric.

It had tiny white
bunnies in the same fabric too all over and it looked like a good
outfit to put a babe in the first few days its born.

This is for his
coming child, the one that’s inside of his Obi-Wan, his omega and
apprentice.

Swallowing heavily
Qui-Gon settled the little outfit aside and picked up his bag
instead, pulling out Obi-Wan’s tunic that had been left behind and
burying his big nose in it, sniffing the faint traces as it has
deteriorated over the week the other has been gone.

A small whine
escapes him as he’s reminded that it will take him a little over a
week to get to his love and that is enough to make Qui-Gon curl up in
his bunk for the duration of his trip to Serenno and press his face
to the fabric as he misses his mate.

‘I can claim him
now. Soon as I get to Serenno I can kiss and cuddle and claim him if
he lets me and… and it will be us. Us and the little one.’ He
reminded himself with a mental voice that sounded quite a lot like
Yan.

He wondered if
Obi-Wan’s stomach had grown during the absence, wondered if his
hair would be longer or was it just his mind playing up the idea
because of the distance between them.

Lifting his face,
Qui-Gon let out a deep breath. ‘I’m on my way mate. Just wait for
me a little longer.’ He whispered out into the Force as his eyes
flickered yellow as they lifted off from Coruscant, the ship finally
on its way for Serenno.

Finally on its way
to Obi-Wan.