A Fate Redone

Summary: What if Obi-Wan got a vision on Qui-Gon's death even before they were sent to Naboo? Follow the race against time as Obi-Wan tries to find a way to stop the future from happening.

Timeline: During TPM

Spoilers: If you haven't seen The Phantom Menance, I do not recommend you to read this fic. See the movie first unless you want to know things before you've seen it.

Ratings: T just in case. Lots of angst and lots of cuddly Qui-Gon and Obi-Wan moments. Not as lovers, can't imagine that, but as a father and son.

I do not own Star Wars. I make no profit for writing this stuff; I do because I want to.

Just so you know, I haven't read many Star Wars books, only heard about them. I have a little background about Obi-Wan and Qui-Gon but expect I'll leave most of that stuff in the shadows so to speak. I may make some things up, so don't be angry on me for that.

Enjoy this fic. Centred on Obi-Wan and Qui-Gon, mostly. Anakin is important as well.



/Speaking through bond/



Qui-Gon Jinn bowed to the Jedi council and left. Outside his Padawan, Obi-Wan Kenobi stood. The younger man fell in one step behind him as they left.

"Where are we going?" Obi-Wan quietly asked as Qui-Gon made his way to the Archive.

"Our mission is to Naboo and the blockade that has occurred", Qui-Gon answered. "I would like to know a bit more about it. No need for you to engage yourself in boring news about it, so you are free to do whatever you wish."

Obi-Wan nodded but still walked with his master. Qui-Gon reached out to their bond and spoke:

/There is no need to you to be with me at all time./

/Does it bother you?/ his apprentice answered.


/Then I'll stay with you./

Qui-Gon turned to his Padawan and noticed the smile. He smiled back and said:

"Then at least walk with me and not behind me."

Obi-Wan quickened his pace and they walked side by side. While Qui-Gon tried to get his hands on anything about the blockade Obi-Wan found a datapad about pod racing and started reading. The two of them sat there for an hour in comfortable silence. Qui-Gon finally got up and muttered:

"There hardly exist any news about the blockade."

"I thought there would be more news if there is a blockade around a peaceful planet such as Naboo", Obi-Wan said as he placed back his datapads where he had found them.

"That's what I thought as well", Qui-Gon said.

They walked towards their apartment when Obi-Wan suddenly stopped. Qui-Gon turned around and saw his Padawan's pupils dilated and glazed over. The Jedi master reached out and found himself stuck in a vision:

Obi-Wan was running trough the thick vegetation of Naboo. He was chased by robots. He reached out for his master, and was relieved when he found his presence close by. Obi-Wan changed direction and ran towards his master.

The robots shot, and their own laser was cast back at them. Obi-Wan leaned forward to catch his breath and felt Qui-Gon's hand on his shoulder. A creature looking very odd to the Padawan took a look at him and then said to Qui-Gon:

"You saved me again!"

Obi-Wan leaned against the wall for support and Qui-Gon grabbed him. He was quickly led to the apartment, despite his Padawan's protests that the fast walk made him feel ill. Qui-Gon opened the door with the Force and entered with his Padawan leaning heavenly to him.

"Are you feeling ill?" he softly asked his apprentice.

Obi-Wan answered not; instead he bent and placed his hands over his mouth. He was dragged to the fresher unit and there he vomited. Qui-Gon stroke his back in calming matter and Obi-Wan coughed deeply. Qui-Gon dropped both his own and his Padawan's thick robes and rinsed Obi-Wan's mouth before taking him out to sit on the couch in their living room. The apprentice took of his boots and set them by the door with a wave of his hand. Then he curled up and Qui-Gon took a comforter and placed in on Obi-Wan's shoulders.

"Do you mind explaining what just happened?" Qui-Gon asked.

"I don't know", Obi-Wan said. "Suddenly I was there, chased."

"Seeing a vision that suddenly is not unlike you, but it was a bit too sudden today", Qui-Gon said. "Usually I can feel something, but today I couldn't."

Obi-Wan sank down in the comforter and hitched his breath.

"Another one?" Qui-Gon said.

Obi-Wan nodded and whimpered. Qui-Gon held his Padawan close and was drawn in again:

Sand as far the eye could see. Qui-Gon looked around before setting his eyes on Obi-Wan. They stood in the outskirts of a town, right under the hot sun. the Padawan was dressed normally in his Jedi robes but Qui-Gon was differently dressed. Instead of his robe he had a gray cloak of some sort, and he blended in pretty good with the people passing in the background. Obi-Wan had his robe hood pulled up and the robe pulled tightly around him, making him look like an old man. Maybe it was suppose to look like that.

"What are we going to do, master?" the Padawan said. "If the child cannot win the race..."

"Hw will win, young one", Qui-Gon said. "Ease your worry and relax a bit."

"Still I feel a dark presence around here", Obi-Wan muttered.

"So do I but we must focis to get to Coruscant."

The vision ended abruptly and Qui-Gon opened his eyes. When he looked down he realized Obi-Wan was in deep sleep. He wrapped the comforter snugly around his apprentice and laid him down on the couch.

"What's going on?" Qui-Gon whispered to his Padawan.

Well, first Star Wars fic. Prolouge done, chapter 1 already being worked on. Maybe you can send a review and say what you think? Doesn't take a long time.

See you later,