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01 June 2011 @ 04:51 am
Fic: ‘Secrets shared and honour given.’  
Title: Secrets shared and honour given.
Fandom: Star Wars
Rating: (G)
Time Period: RotS: Polis Massa.
Summary: A confession (or two) and a battle of wills.

Author's Note: This is quick ‘n’ dirty (for definition see the F. A. Q.).

In the back of my mind has been repeated, in a certain voice: she was my wife. So, naturally, I wondered why that would’ve been said by the person involved and, suddenly, this story burst into life: the events at Polis Massa being told from a certain point of view.

What surprised me was how Bail suddenly popped in, witnessing the confession of Obi-Wan Kenobi, that he was married and the child born was his, and how naturally the story flowed to accommodate that.

All characters contained herein are the intellectual property of Lucas; I am not affiliated with nor endorsed by him.


His hand lingers. His fingers enclose around hers until they slacken and slip out of his. The medical droid makes its pronouncement. He knows the eyes upon him from the viewing gallery and when he lifts his head, blue eyes meet green; he holds the elder Jedi’s gaze. Both know what the other knows.

Bail looks between them, slightly frowning at the tension he can see between them.

Much is unsaid between both Jedi and, in the conference room, Bail feels he is in the Senate chamber on Coruscant; however, with this political dance, he isn’t certain what to say or do so he quietly sits, speaking softly when is needed so as not to disturb the delicate, uneasy truce between the Jedi.

“You will not do that to her body.”

Yoda raises his head when the younger Jedi speaks. Bail leans back in his chair.

“Fool the Sith we must. Know not, they must, that born her child was.”

“You will not desecrate her body in that manner.” He squares his shoulders, sits straighter in his chair.

“Speak with authority you do?”

“She was my wife.”

Bail’s eyes widen; the wizened Jedi narrows his. “Attachments the Jedi have not.”

“She was my wife,” he repeats and pushes himself to his feet. “Take the child if you must but her body will not be desecrated.”

Bail pushes his chair away from the table, away from the eyes that have locked on each other and do not move, do not flinch. They remain so for a seeming eternity. Finally, the older Jedi inclines his head. The younger Jedi does not move until his attention is suddenly directed to the Senator. “I trust you with our child, Senator.”

Bail releases the breath he’d not realised he’d been holding. “Thank you, Master Kenobi,” he breathes. “My wife and I will care for her as though she were our own.”

“Might I make a request?”

Yoda’s head slowly rises, green eyes sparked.

“Certainly, Master Kenobi.”

“I ask only you allow her to keep her name,” he asks simply. “It is the first, and last, gift of her mother. She deserves to have that.”

“It will be her honour.”

He nods and turns, walking quietly from the room. Bail knows, with sudden certainty, it will be the last time he sees Obi-Wan Kenobi.
Angel... Dark Wings Descending...: obidala8angel_in_tears on May 31st, 2011 08:37 pm (UTC)
Oh Obi-Wan ♥
Beautiful, and sad.
F. J.: Lantern & Candles: Warmmorethanacandle on June 1st, 2011 06:20 am (UTC)
I wanted to hug him so much as he walked out of that room.
Armchair DM: Carson: No no no AIEEE!!armchairdm on June 1st, 2011 06:49 am (UTC)
You're really going for the tugging of the heartstrings at the moment aren't you?
F. J.: Lanterns: Warmmorethanacandle on June 1st, 2011 07:23 am (UTC)
I am?
Armchair DM: Igor: Joy! Joy! Joy! Joy!armchairdm on June 1st, 2011 03:07 pm (UTC)
Judging of your last few stories; yes.
F. J.: Lanterns: Warmmorethanacandle on June 1st, 2011 03:43 pm (UTC)
... which ones?
Armchair DM: Igor & Carson: Waitingarmchairdm on June 2nd, 2011 01:27 pm (UTC)
Well there's the one with the splatted orc; then there's the one with Asaaj...
F. J.: Lanterns: Warmmorethanacandle on June 2nd, 2011 03:40 pm (UTC)
How is a splatted Orc a tug at the heartstrings? And didn't you, if we're speaking of the same Asajj story, say she was scary after reading it?
emiv: dh | did I fall asleep?emiv on June 2nd, 2011 01:21 am (UTC)
Oh, Obi-wan, quit breaking my heart.

Bravo for using Bail's POV for this one; it was a great choice! He is so underused in general, which is unfair for such an interesting side character. He was simply pitch perfect for this. There is a very clear sense of tension and awkwardness at witnessing such a scene, and the reader feels this along with Bail.

Overall, this was beautifully, beautifully sad. *sigh*
F. J.: Three candlesmorethanacandle on June 2nd, 2011 11:23 am (UTC)
Oh, Obi-wan, quit breaking my heart.
But would you want him to?

Bravo for using Bail's POV for this one; it was a great choice! He is so underused in general, which is unfair for such an interesting side character.
Thank you but, to be truthful, I have no idea where he popped up from! He was to be in the background and suddenly, the words swerved and included him. It fits very well but he wasn't intentional!

Overall, this was beautifully, beautifully sad. *sigh*
I'm glad I was able to convey that successfully.