Author's Note: This is yet another time travel story that is not going to take the place of There and Back Again or Dawn's Light although it will use ideas I've already used in the latter. I've read stories like this before, so I don't own this idea, and I decided to see if I could do it myself. I do not own the title to this story as it comes from a Whitesnake song of the same name and, yes, I did change the title. I hope that you like it and reviews, as always, are much appreciated.
Disclaimer: I do not own Star Wars, I never have and I never will and I am only saying this once so I will not repeat it in later chapters.
Here I Go Again
Obi-Wan Kenobi was disoriented.
The last thing he remembered was helping Luke in his run along the Death Star. He knew that the boy had succeeded in destroying the dreaded space station that had enough firepower to destroy a planet. However, his memories after that were fuzzy and he was unsure of what happened afterwards.
"Wake up, Obi-Wan."
The very familiar voice caused Obi-Wan to snap his eyes open and he instantly spotted the Force ghost of Qui-Gon Jinn floating in front of him. "Master," he greeted his former master before he started to push himself to his feet.
"Don't get up just yet, Obi-Wan," Qui-Gon said gently. "You're not exactly one with the Force."
Obi-Wan's brow furrowed in confusion. "I'm not?" he asked.
Qui-Gon shook his head. "No, the Force intervened before you could become one with it. The Force wants something from you and it has instructed me to inform you of your new mission," he said.
"New mission?" echoed Obi-Wan. "I thought my mission was to protect Luke from Vader."
"The Force believes Vader was never supposed to come into existence, Obi-Wan," Qui-Gon said gently. "Anakin is the Chosen One, just as I told you when I first met him, but the Dark Side planted seeds in his mind that took root and turned him against everything he once cherished. The Force did not want this to happen to the boy but it was helpless to intervene. That is why it has decided to give the task of stopping the Chosen One from turning to the Dark Side to you."
"Me?" echoed Obi-Wan. "If Padmé couldn't get through to Anakin then what makes you think I will?"
"Because of the fact that you know of what will happen should you fail," Qui-Gon explained patiently. "You can never tell Anakin of what occurs in the future but you can help change it."
"How can I change it without creating an even worse future?"
"Obi-Wan," Qui-Gon said gently, "I have faith in you. More importantly, the Force itself has faith in you. It would not have chosen you for this task if it did not think you could fulfill it."
Obi-Wan frowned. "I don't know…" he began before he broke off and was silent for a long moment. "I just…I wish I knew what caused Anakin to fall in the first place. I know something happened on Tatooine that caused him to brush the dark side, and it had something to do with his mother, but I doubt that caused him to fall."
"No, it did not but it was a start," said Qui-Gon. "It was Anakin's visions about Padmé dying in childbirth, his desire to save her and her children and his love for his wife that truly drove him to the dark side."
"So what do I do? Do I try to prevent Anakin and Padmé from falling in love?" asked Obi-Wan.
"No, no." Qui-Gon shook his head. "That is the wrong approach. Obi-Wan, the dark is generous, it is patient and it always wins. But in its strength lies weakness. One lone candle is enough to hold it back. Love is more than a candle. Love can ignite the stars."
"Master, I don't…" Obi-Wan began.
"Keep those words in mind, Obi-Wan," Qui-Gon said gently, "if you decide to undertake the Force's mission."
Obi-Wan swallowed; if he could save his friend and brother from the Dark Side of the Force then was it worth irrevocably changing the future? As he thought about it, he realized that this was a once in a lifetime chance. He could prevent the extinction of the Jedi Order, the death of Padme, Mustafar, Palpatine, everything. He had the knowledge of the future and he could use that to his advantage and prevent the future he lived in from ever coming to pass.
At least, he hoped he could.
"I'll do it," he said.
Qui-Gon nodded. "I thought you would," he said before he drifted forward and placed a hand on Obi-Wan's shoulder. "Remember what I have told you, Obi-Wan, and good luck. May the Force be with you."
Then he was gone and the world around Obi-Wan went white.
Once again, Obi-Wan was disoriented and he had to blink his eyes several times before gazing around. He was sitting with his head resting against the headrest of his seat in the cockpit of a ship; the blurred stars of hyperspace shot past the ship rapidly.
"It's about time you woke up, master. I thought you were going to sleep until we landed at the Jedi Temple."
Obi-Wan turned his head sharply to where his neck popped before staring in surprise at the young man that sat next to him in the co-pilot's seat. Anakin Skywalker eyed Obi-Wan curiously and with a little hint of concern in his azure eyes, not yellow and filled with hatred as they had been when Obi-Wan had seen them last. "Are you all right, Master?" he asked. "You look like you've seen a ghost."
Obi-Wan shook his head in an attempt to clear his thoughts as the memory of his conversation with Qui-Gon came back into his mind. The Force, it would appear, had sent him to the past; that would be the only thing that would explain why Anakin was without a life support suit and hatred filled yellow eyes and with the Padawan braid that hung behind his ear until it was cut off at his knighting ceremony six months following the Battle of Geonosis.
The Force, apparently, had decided to send Obi-Wan back in time to just before the Battle of Geonosis. At least, that's what Obi-Wan thought. He wasn't entirely sure as to where they were or what time they were. Luckily for him, his unspoken question was answered only a few moments later.
"You must have been tired. The negotiations on Ansion took forever in my opinion," said Anakin.
Ansion. So it was just before the Clone Wars began, before the attempted assassination of Padmé Amidala, before whatever event on Tatooine caused Anakin to brush the dark side.
"Master?" Anakin sounded concerned when Obi-Wan said nothing in response to his apprentice's words. Apprentice. It seemed so odd to consider Anakin an apprentice even though Obi-Wan could vividly remember the day Anakin was knighted.
Obi-Wan shook his head again. The Force had sent him to that time period for a reason and Obi-Wan was not going to waste the chance. "I suppose I'm a bit tired," he lied.
Anakin's brow furrowed and Obi-Wan could feel a tendril of concern drift off Anakin through the master/apprentice bond that existed between them. It felt so surreal to once again have any kind of bond with his apprentice, and brother in everything but blood. The bond had been severed during the duel on Mustafar and it startled Obi-Wan to feel it again, pulsating brightly, after nineteen long years.
"Maybe you should rest," said Anakin. "We won't reach Coruscant for a couple of hours."
"Yes, I think you're right," Obi-Wan murmured touching Anakin's Force presence and he could sense the light swirl around Anakin like a nimbus. It was so unlike the shadowy coils of darkness that surrounded him when Obi-Wan met up with him last and it further convinced Obi-Wan that he was, indeed, in the past.
He rested his head on his headrest before gazing at the mottled lanes of hyperspace unwilling to fall asleep in case his talk with Qui-Gon and waking up in the past was nothing more than a taunting dream.
Unfortunately, he was exhausted and was asleep before he knew it.
He woke up as Anakin guided the ship they were on toward the landing pad outside of the Jedi Temple. He gazed at the temple and had to force the tears that were beginning to appear in his eyes back but it was hard; the temple stood as whole and as beautiful as it always did before Order 66 was passed.
"Are you all right, master?" Anakin asked again confused. "You look like you haven't seen the temple in years and we've only been gone a couple of months."
More like nineteen years for me, Obi-Wan thought. "I am just glad to be home, Padawan," he said. The word 'Padawan' felt so weird on Obi-Wan's tongue; he hadn't called anyone Padawan in nineteen years, not even Luke when he began teaching the boy to become a Jedi.
"So am I," Anakin agreed leaping up from the co-pilot's seat. "Come on, Master. Let's get going."
Still as impatient as ever, Obi-Wan thought with a rueful smile as he followed his young apprentice out of the ship. As he approached the Jedi Temple, he had to force himself to push the memory of the last time he had been there out of his mind. The dozens of little bodies lying strewn about, killed by a lightsaber and blasters, the security recording showing Obi-Wan that Anakin was responsible for it…
Obi-Wan paused at the entrance to the temple as he attempted to get his thoughts together. That won't happen this time. I won't let that happen this time, he told himself firmly.
"Master, do you want to go see Master Che? You look a little pale," said Anakin stopping just behind his master and gazing at him.
Obi-Wan shook his head. "No, I'm fine Anakin," he said.
Anakin nodded although it was obvious he didn't agree with Obi-Wan. Obi-Wan steeled himself, released his emotions into the Force, pushed the memories into the back of his mind where he would be able to access them should he need them and stepped into the temple.
As full of activity as it had been the day Obi-Wan left for Utapau, the temple meditative walkways were filled with Jedi knights, padawans, younglings and masters, most of which were killed during Order 66 or before then. He forced himself to not stop as he led the way down the meditative walkway and toward the council's chambers, greeting Aayla Secura and Stass Allie as he walked passed them. Both Jedi had been killed on the night the Republic fell.
The council chambers hadn't changed much since Obi-Wan had last seen them although they weren't deserted. All twelve chairs were filled with Jedi Masters with Master Yoda sitting in the middle beside Mace Windu, the bald dark skinned Korun Jedi Master that was the first causality of Order 66, if Obi-Wan remembered what Yoda told him correctly.
"Welcome back from Ansion, Obi-Wan, young Skywalker," Mace greeted them.
"Heard Master Unduli and Padawan Offee's report we have," said Yoda. "Hear your report we will now."
"Yes masters," Obi-Wan said before he gave the Jedi Council the same report he gave them last time.
"Anything to add do you, Padawan Skywalker?" Yoda asked glancing at Anakin.
"No masters," Anakin replied lowering his head respectfully.
"Very well," said Mace. "You two have a new assignment."
Obi-Wan was expecting this.
"Nearly assassinated Senator Amidala was when arrived she did for the Senate meeting. Assigned to protect her you two have been. Join her in her apartment you shall and help Captain Typho deal with the security measures," Yoda said.
"Yes Masters," Obi-Wan said bowing before he and Anakin left the Jedi Council chambers.
Anakin was nervous. Obi-Wan could sense it a kilometer away even if he didn't already know what Anakin would be feeling at the thought of meeting Padmé again. The last time Obi-Wan had seen Padmé had been just after she gave birth to Anakin's children, Luke and Leia, and died.
Obi-Wan couldn't resist picking on his apprentice though. It was too tempting to pass up. "You're sweating, relax," he said.
"I haven't seen her in ten years, master," said Anakin.
Obi-Wan let a small smile grace his face. "I haven't seen you this nervous since we fell into that nest of Gundarks," he said just like last time.
Anakin snorted. "You fell into that nightmare, master, and I rescued you, remember?" he said.
"Oh yes." Obi-wan couldn't help but chuckle because he remembered what happened that day, even though, for him, it was over twenty years earlier since he was from nineteen years in the future. Of course, just as Qui-Gon had said, Anakin did not need to know that.
The turbolift continued its steady climb toward Padmé's apartment and Obi-Wan found his thoughts drifting to the future. Anakin's fall, Luke's birth, the Order's destruction…
Obi-Wan quickly pulled himself from his thoughts before Anakin could sense anything wrong. The turbolift came to a stop and the doors to Padmé's apartment opened to reveal the annoying pathetic life form known as Jar-Jar Binks.
"Obi? Obi! Mesa so happy to see you," Jar-Jar greeted them enthusiastically taking Obi-Wan's hand shaking it.
"Hello Jar-Jar," Obi-Wan replied and Jar-Jar released his hand before greeting Anakin who had a forced smile on his face as he greeted the Gungan.
"Senator Padmé," Jar-Jar cried rushing into the living area of the apartment. "Lookie, lookie, 'tis the Jedi arriving."
Padmé, looking just as she did when Obi-Wan saw her the last time, turned around from where she had been gazing out of the windows of her apartment. A small smile crossed her face as she walked across the living area to join them.
"It's a great pleasure to see you again, milady," Obi-Wan said taking Padmé's hand and shaking it.
"It has been far too long, Master Kenobi," Padmé replied releasing Obi-Wan's hand.
Yes, nineteen years in fact, Obi-Wan thought but kept his thought to himself.
Padmé glanced at Anakin as if just noticing the young Jedi was there. "Ani? My goodness you've grown," she said.
"So have you," Anakin said. "Grown more beautiful, I mean. Well, for a Senator I mean."
Padmé chuckled. "Ani, you'll always be that little boy I knew on Tatooine," she said before turning her gaze to Obi-Wan not noticing Anakin's flinch.
Obi-Wan did however and he kept that in mind. He followed Padmé to the couches and the three of them along with Padmé's handmaidens sat down on the form couches.
"Thank you for coming. The Senator doesn't believe we need extra security," said Captain Typho.
"I don't want extra security, I want answers. I want to know who's trying to kill me," said Padmé.
"Our mandate is to protect you, Senator," Obi-Wan said calmly and, before Anakin could interrupt with what Obi-Wan knew he was about to say, he added, "However, I suppose investigation could have been implied in our mandate. I won't make any promises that we will be able to find the assassin but at the very least I can promise that we will protect you."
"Thank you, Master Kenobi," said Padmé. "Perhaps your presence alone will draw out my attacker."
Of that I have no doubt, Obi-Wan thought.
"Now, if you will excuse me. I will retire," Padmé said standing up before she made her way to her bedroom.
Obi-Wan stood up before glancing at Typho as he began explaining what he had done so far to ensure Padmé's safety. "I will join you to check on the security measures outside," he said before he walked over to join Anakin catching the last of his conversation with Jar-Jar.
"It's like she doesn't even remember me," Anakin was saying.
"She has a lot on her mind, Anakin," Obi-Wan said calmly coming to a stop next to his apprentice. "She was glad to see us though. Now, stay up here and check on the security measures up here."
"All right, master," said Anakin and Obi-Wan nodded before leaving the apartment to check on the security measures outside. He knew of what would occur next but, even as he continued to think about it, he found he couldn't come up with a way to change it.
A/n what do you think?
Blaze: and that was the first chapter of my brand-new time travel story
Darth: I rather liked it
Anakin: so did I
Obi-Wan: so did I
Vader: so did I (glares at Obi-Wan)
Obi-Wan: (hands cappuccino to Vader)
Vader: (takes cappuccino) thank you (kills Palpypie)
Obi-Wan: (makes Palpypie alive and kills him)
Blaze: (chuckles) please review and I will post chapter 2 as soon as I possibly can but I doubt it'll be anytime soon