Azelynn woke up to an empty dwelling and a note on her bedside table:

Leftovers in the cupboard, see you tonight

-Arrin

It took Azelynn a matter of minutes to pack what few belongings she has. She stared at her shelves with a frown. Considering she sold everything to buy herself free, this room holds almost nothing. Every piece of furniture belongs to Arrin and his owner. All that Azelynn owns is the clothing on her back and a few more articles of clothing in her satchel.

She stared at the barren room for a moment, remembering what it was like moving in almost a month ago. It is no exaggeration that it took everything she ever owned to buy herself free. All Azelynn had with her is her clothing and the speeder that her owner thought was 'useless' because it's so old.

She turned her back on the room. She expected to feel some kind of nostalgia for leaving it behind, but she doesn't.

So why does her walk to the front door feel much longer than usual?

It could be the familiar voice in her head that is repeatedly echoing:

See you tonight

See you tonight

See you tonight

Azelynn could feel her stomach roll with every syllable. Her heart pounds when she thinks about what she's actually doing, and that she's not even telling her best friend. A friend she might not ever see again. A friend that has moved the galaxy and Tatooine for her when she needed it.

But she cannot focus on Arrin right now. It will weaken her, make her feel like she shouldn't do this, and stay. She needs to find her mother, and not feel held back because of guilt.

Outside, Azelynn grips the strap of her bag a bit tighter. The double-suns shine their blinding light but fail to warm the coldness that's settled on Azelynns skin. She walks down the street towards the hangar bay and resists the urge to look over her shoulder.

It's a short distance to the sea of hangars, so she doesn't need her speeder. At least this way she's able to leave something for Arrin. Even if he doesn't get much use out of it, given that he has a speeder of his own, then maybe he can sell it to someone who would find it worth buying.

When she arrives, she takes a moment to watch a few ships fly skyward and disappear into the atmosphere. This is one of the smaller hangars. Mos Eisley is the biggest, but it is too far for her to travel to which leaves her with a limited selection.

Besides, it might be safer this way. There are fewer people to see her sneaking around.

As she gets closer, Azelynn bites back her nerves about flying in a ship for the first time. Not to mention she will be hidden, and alone.

She remembers a time when she was little, she would run off after her shift with her owner and watch the ships take off into space. It was always so mesmerizing and calming. She told herself that one day she would be on one of those ships, taking her far away from the horrendous sands of Tatooine.

Little did she know her fantasies would end up like this.

Azelynn watches around a corner as two men converse about something in a foreign language. They are distracted enough to let Azelynn sneak behind them and into a long, narrow pathway that leads her to the opposite side of the building. Here, Azelynn finds a row of ships of all shapes and sizes. They are stationed outside and sitting idle, the suns reflect off of them and force Azelynn to squint.

Azelynn briefly wonders if she should just steal a ship but thought better of it. No matter how many holobooks about spacecrafts she's read growing up, no matter how confident she may have sounded to others, she is not prepared to operate a foreign ship alone.

She has her eyes set on a ship that has droids loading cargo into it, she watches for some time to get down their routine. She calculates she has about two minutes where the ship is unoccupied at the doors hatch. However, inside will be a different story. She'll have to make a run for it, hide beneath the ramp, and then determine who is inside...

She was ready to run when she got the sudden feeling she is being watched. She has been feeling something is off since she left home, but she chalked it up to nerves. Now she senses it's something else entirely.

Azelynn tries very desperately to keep calm and casual. She turns her back on her civilization, walks back down the darkened pathway, breaks left, and wonders down another path. She rounds the corner at the end of it and stops at the edge of the paths orifice.

She felt the presence follow her the whole way.

As she felt it come closer she prepares herself for a fight. Growing up as a slave, she's learned a thing or two to defend herself, but not much else. She ignores the shaking of her hands.

Azelynn listens to the footfalls and her instincts. The steps grow closer and closer until they are right where she needs them to be. She quickly rounds the corner and pushes the stranger forcefully up against the wall with her forearm up against his windpipe. The man merely lets out a grunt from the shove.

His blue eyes are wide when meeting hers, and his hands are wrapped around her arm at his neck. Blond hair has fallen into his face. This guy.

"Mr. Kenobi," Azelynn greets, tension evident in her tone. She does not bother releasing his neck.

"Aze-," Ben attempts to say, "do you mind?"

Azelynn only pushes harder, forcing a strangled gasp out of him. "Why are you following me?"

It isn't put past her that Ben doesn't look all that concerned about his current position. His voice is strangled as he answers, "I'm taking you up on your offer."

Azelynn narrows her eyes and releases him. Ben doubles over grasping at his throat as he coughs a bit and catches his breath.

"You're what?"

Slowly, Ben straightens and meets her gaze. "Where did you learn to do that?" He wonders between breaths. Azelynn blinks. "The neck-lock," he clarifies.

"I've seen it done a few times." She crosses her arms.

"You've seen it done?" Ben raises his eyebrows. "Impressive."

Azelynn ignores the way he studies her like he's trying to figure her out. It's not the first time he's done it, and she doesn't like it. "You're too late," she says and walks back down the path.

He follows her, calm and collected like usual. "Is that right?"

"Yes," she says. He doesn't say anything until they're back at her original watchpoint overlooking the ships.

"You found someone else then?" Ben questions.

"Not exactly," she doesn't look back at him. She's too busy re-studying how long it takes for each droid to make their rounds on and off the ship, and now there are passengers boarding. She doesn't have much time.

Ben is silent after that, it catches Azelynns attention after a moment and she sighs. She turns back to him.

"You can leave now." She tries to keep the irritation from her voice but fails.

Ben only stands there with his arms across his chest and an expression that could only be described as scolding. Who the kriff does this guy think he is?

"I'm not leaving until you tell me that you're not planning on doing something reckless."

"What do you care?" She growls.

Ben doesn't answer straight away. He purses his lips and stares over her shoulder at the ships. After a moment, he says, "there are dangerous people on this planet, and you seem more than capable of handling them. But the people and creatures in the Galaxy? The ongoing war against the Empire? It's all far worse than some silly scavengers here." He meets her gaze then, eyes deadly stern. He takes a step closer to her. "I'm asking you that whatever you're planning to do right now, do not do it."

Azelynn doesn't let up, she's always been stubborn that way. "I can take care of myself anywhere in the galaxy, thanks." She turns back to the ship. It appears ready to take off, both the droids and people are boarding in time with one another. No one is exiting the ship. Now is her chance.

Azelynn takes a step, preparing to launch herself into a full sprint. However, Ben catches her arm and holds her back before she can take another step. "Let me go!" She struggles in his grip. He pulls her back into the shadows and wraps a hand over her mouth to avoid drawing attention.

"Are you really so desperate that you will put your life in jeopardy to hideaway on some ship? Do you even know where it is going?"

Azelynn says nothing, and even if she could she wouldn't. She only glares at him. He has her pinned against the wall with his body, and a hand still covering her mouth. This close, Azelynn notices the faint creases on his forehead and the sides of his eyes. Wrinkles from days he must've smiled a lot, now it seems he frowns constantly. His beard is trimmed short and clean, and flecks of gray are dotted in between the blond. His long hair is more tame than the last time she saw him. Before it was a mess falling around his face, now it's pulled back into a tidy bun except for a strand or two that have fallen loose. His eyes are a bright blue, reminding Azelynn of the oceans she has never seen.

And never will see if she doesn't get off this planet.

Azelynn breaks free from her thoughts when she hears the engines of the ship roar to life. She looks over, her face pulling from Ben's hand, and sees that the ship has closed its doors and is about to lift off. At this, she yanks herself free from Ben's grip and watches as the ship flies up into the atmosphere and out of sight.

Azelynn grinds her teeth and swings around. "This is your fault."

"I'm merely trying to help you," he defends.

"I thought you didn't have the means to do it." She quips.

"You know I do." At that, Azelynn pauses. She does know that, she knew it the second she laid eyes on him. She wasn't sure how she knew, but she did.

Azelynn sighs in frustration. She hates giving in, but as he so kindly put it earlier, she is desperate. Slowly, she steps closer to him and narrows her eyes.

"You will help me?"

"Yes."

"How?"

"I have a ship," he admits.

"Why?"

Ben frowns. "Why do I have a ship?"

"Why are you deciding to help me?" She clarifies. "You know I have nothing to offer."

"I need nothing in return," he says.

"I don't believe you."

Ben gives a humorless smile. "Perhaps then, it's because you remind me of someone."

Azelynn considers this, a crease is still drawn between her brows. She remembers a time when she helped a street vendor because she looked like her mother. Azelynn wouldn't let the woman pay her. She went back to the woman to help her clean every week, bringing any sort of rations she could spare at the time. 

She died years ago, and it's now that Azelynn realizes she never even learned her name. 

She wonders who she reminds Ben of, and with thoughts of that unnamed woman, finds it's better not to ask him.

"Alright," she nods. "Lead the way."

—

They went into town together. Obi-Wan led the way and Azelynn followed behind him. It's crowded in this part of the town, and it reminded Obi-Wan why he rarely frequents the area. Whenever he needs food he goes to the farms and buys from the farmers there. If he ever comes into town it's for parts to fix up his dwelling, and retrieving medicine. It's how he earned the name that the townsfolk have given him. He truly isn't one for conversing as he was before everything.

Obi-Wan started to feel Azelynns Force signature waver, and he wondered if she was absently putting up walls in her mind. Once he felt it was gone altogether, he turned around to look at her. Instead of seeing the girl, he found more pedestrians swarming around.

He stood with a frown, blocking the traffic of now angry patrons. They passed by with grumbled curse words in another language, but Obi-Wan didn't care. All he cares about is finding where Azelynn has gone off to.

He looked all around him. He stood high on his toes to see above the crowds, and ducked low to peak between the rushing people. Obi-Wan didn't see Azelynn anywhere.

He tried not to worry. There is an obvious explanation, isn't there? He focused his mind to channel the Force and search for her. It worked, but much to his dismay, he found a disturbance with her signature.

Concern started to bubble up, she is out of sight and is radiating discomfort in her Force signature.

It wasn't long until he moved away from the people and towards the nearest sales hut, he looked in and out of each shop he passed until he heard voices around the corner of one. He slowly walked up to the edge and listened in.

"-think it's a good idea."

"You're the one who told me to go to him." He heard the irritated voice of Azelynn reply, much to his relief.

"But I didn't think you would be leaving with him." The man snapped.

"What, did you expect him to give me a ship and wish me safe travels?" She asked him, every ounce of sarcasm dripping from her tone.

The man sighed, Obi-Wan could picture a male figure rubbing his hand across his forehead in exasperation. He found himself relating, Azelynn can be difficult to speak with.

"Of course not." He said, there was a long pause of silence. Obi-Wan imagined them staring at one another, Azelynn wins in his mind. "Let me come with you," The man says to her.

"No." She says without hesitation, and he can hear her footsteps approach. Obi-Wan backs up, prepared to bolt from his location, but her steps stop when another pair catches up. "Let go," She says calmly.

"Azey, please." He pleads to her. "You're going to get yourself killed."

"Let. Go." She commands more firmly. "Don't make this harder than it needs to be, Arrin."

There is another round of silence, and Obi-Wan is ready to intervene when something else happens. All is silent, but he could hear movement, and suddenly a white burst of light spike into Azelynns Force Signature. Obi-Wan is slightly taken back, but regains his senses quickly, and turns around the corner preparing for the worst.

He did not expect what he sees. The man, Arrin, has his hands wrapped around Azelynns face, and is kissing her deeply. Azelynn stood frozen in place, looking shocked and rather uncomfortable. Obi-Wan can sense her coming back to herself. She's feeling a sudden realization, and a slight wrongness to it all. It made him see quickly that Arrins feelings for her are not reciprocated.

Azelynn pulls back and puts distance between them. Arrin looks at her, his hands slowly dropping to his sides. The silence grew awkward as Arrin realized her feelings. "I understand," He says quietly.

"I-" Azelynn begins.

"No," Arrin interrupts. "Just-" He shakes his head. "Just promise you will come back."

Azelynn hesitates, but then says, "I promise."

Arrin nods, and with one last longing look at her, he turns around and heads in the opposite direction of Obi-Wan. Azelynn watches him leave, a sense of sadness projecting from her.

Obi-Wan waited until Arrin was gone before he made himself known. He is surprised they didn't notice him sooner, then again, he is only partially visible from the corner. He didn't realize he had tried to hide most of himself from view during their intimate exchange.

When Azelynn started to make her way back to the market, she looked up and froze when her eyes landed on Obi-Wan.

He pressed his lips together in a not-quite smile, his tell-tale sign of a guilt-ridden apology for getting caught.

Azelynn glared at him, she knew instantly he was eavesdropping. "Let's go," She instructs and began to lead the way in the direction they were going. Obi-Wan let her lead until she stopped abruptly. He stood beside her and waited.

"I don't know where we are going," She mumbled irritatedly.

Obi-Wan held back a smile, she is so damn proud it is becoming a bit amusing to him.

He led the way without a word until they reached a mechanic shop at the edge of town. It's lucky that Master Yoda has a few connections around these parts, or else Obi-Wan wouldn't have a place to safely hold up his ship.

The two of them walked inside, and Azelynn looked around. "I know this place. I passed by here all the time when I was a slave." She commented. "Never would have thought it to be a place that owns ships." She looked at him incredulously.

"It's not." Obi-Wan answered, just as a large, blue creature comes out from the back.

He looks at Obi-Wan, and then Azelynn, and back again. "I knew this day would come." He says in a gruff, accented voice. He looks to Azelynn. "I see he dragged you into his mess."

Azelynn spoke first. "He didn't drag me." She frowned, Obi-Wan ignored her mental curiousity of dragged me into what mess?

The creature raised an eyebrow, and Obi-Wan heard the other mans thoughts she's willing, foolish girl.

"I see." He says aloud instead, and turns toward the back. "Follow me."

As they walked through the shop, the creature continued to speak. "I must say I wasn't expecting you so soon, Kenobi."

"Well, there's been a slight change of plans." Obi-Wan mumbled. He hadn't expected to need his ship until Luke is old enough to take care of himself.

The blue man spoke lowly for only the two of them to hear. "With the boy?"

"Thankfully, no."

"How is he?"

"Doing well. Still safe." Obi-Wan confirmed confidently. He didn't want to think about that little blond boy he is leaving behind, always so giddy and adventurous. If it didn't hurt Obi-Wan enough that he had to leave Luke, it hurt even more that he couldn't truly be a part of his life.

The other man nodded in affirmation, and then they were outside again, facing a Speeder.

"This will take you to it, I trust you remember where." He spoke to Obi-Wan in a normal-toned voice.

"Of course." Obi-Wan answered and was given the key to the Speeder.

"I want this back in one piece," He scolded.

"You need not worry, Mytork." Obi-Wan reassured confidently.

He nodded and allowed them to climb inside. Obi-Wan took the drivers seat, and Azelynn the passenger.

"You take care of him." Mytork said to Azelynn with a wink.

She smirked, "I will."

"Take this." Mytork said to her, and pulled a metal item from his back. It's a blaster. Azelynns eyes widened as he held it out to her.

"I've never used one before." She said, a bit shocked.

"Easy, point and shoot. There are a lot of dangerous things outside of town, and like I said, I want my Speeder back." Mytork smirked like it's no big deal he is handing a stranger a weapon. Azelynn glanced at Ben, who was busy preparing the controls, and then reached her hand out to take the weapon. It's cold and heavy in her hand. She has never felt such a thrill in her life.

Mytork smiled. "Off you go then," He said and stepped away.

"It was good seeing you, old friend." Obi-Wan called over the Speeder engine as he pulled away.

"As was you, Kenobi." Mytork replied with a nod of the head. And may the Force be with you. He added in Obi-Wans mind.

And to you as well. Obi-Wan replied before he sped off into the desert.

—

The second they left, Azelynn lit into Obi-Wan with questions.

Who was that?

How do you know him?

How does he have your ship?

What did he mean by 'drag me into your mess'?

Where are we going?

Obi-Wan sighed deeply. He could feel her curiosity radiating off of her since they left his dwelling. It only escalated when they reached the junk shop.

"What were you two whispering about?" She asked yet another question.

"Azelynn," Obi-Wan started with exasperation. "Please."

"Please what?" She asked and looked over to him.

"Mytork and I have a mutual friend. I needed a favor. That friend called it in."

"The favor is your ship?"

"Yes."

"To house it and keep it hidden."

Obi-Wan hesitated but then answered, "Yes."

"Why hide it?"

Obi-Wan knew she would ask this. It is only reasonable to wonder given the information she has received. But there is only so much he can tell her. For his protection, Luke's, and for herself.

He didn't answer but he could hear the thoughts and feelings reeling inside of her. Curious, confused, then something clicked and a wave of understanding hit.

"The same reason you're secluded now." She said with confidence.

"Yes." Obi-Wan said because she's not too far off from the truth.

"And why you don't want to tell me."

"It's not that I don't want to," he said because he truly does, it's been a long time since he's really interacted with someone. And frankly he trusts her for some strange reason. Maybe because he can access her thoughts and know her intentions. Maybe it's the Force within her. Maybe it's because he's lonely. "It's just better that I don't."

"Better for who?" She asked. Obi-Wan glanced over at her, a frown set on her face but eyes glistening with understanding and wonder. Her hair blew in the wind as they drove through the mountainous range.

It was then that they were attacked. Pellets of some sort hit their Speeder, clanking as they hit and bounced off. Obi-Wan and Azelynn looked to see Sand People standing on the high rocks, and heard the chant they voice to make their presence known.

"Sand People!" Azelynn exclaimed to Obi-Wan, he could feel her adrenaline spike, much like his own. She gripped the blaster in her lap absently.

"I'll fix this." Obi-Wan said as he sped up the Speeder.

They didn't go much faster, and the further they got the more Sand People that appeared.

"I'm sorry, I don't recall you mentioning your ship is in Sand People ground zero!" Azelynn snapped, and then ducked as a pellet nearly hit her.

Obi-Wan would've come up with some remark about her sarcasm but he was too busy weaving around rocks and avoid getting hit.

"I'll take care of this." She said and sat up on her knees, blaster in hand.

"Azelynn no!" Obi-Wan protested but was too late. Azelynn already fired and knocked a Sand Person to the ground. She fired again and again not missing a single shot.

"Where did you learn to shoot like that?" Obi-Wan asked in amazement, no longer worried about avoiding the pellets that are becoming more scarce.

"I didn't." She called over her shoulder.

It was then that Obi-Wan became aware of how much stronger the Force is radiating through her. He could feel the power of it inside of her, and she doesn't even realize she's using it.

It was not long before they escaped the Sand People, mostly because Azelynn shot them, but also from their constant movement.

They didn't speak until they were stopped outside a cave. "That was fun, huh?" Azelynn glowed with her adrenaline.

Obi-Wan scoffed. "You and I may have a different interpretation to the meaning of fun."

Azelynn smiled. "Is this it?" She asked as they met around the front of the Speeder, facing the dark cavern of the cave.

"Yes, keep a look out." Obi-Wan demanded as he went inside the cave alone. He heard Azelynn try to protest but he was already in the cave and walking towards his destination.

It's been a long time since Obi-Wan has been here. Really, he hasn't been here since he has arrived to Tatooine. He is lucky he has had a place to hide it, its parts would go for some large credits based on the fact alone it is Coruscant technology.

As he approached his ship, he could feel the weight of the Force around him. His own Force from his past presence. It hurt, like getting hit by a blaster. These are feelings Obi-Wan has buried deep within himself and tried very hard to forget. But he was so pained upon arrival that it lingers in the traces of his ship. He's beginning to wonder if this really is such a good idea afterall.

Obi-Wan reached the drop ramp of the ship and easily maneuvered to open it. It unlocked and slowly lowered down with a loud mechanical sound. The pathway lit up and Obi-Wan could see up into the ship he has not touched for years.

He suddenly felt a presence behind him, one not of the past.

"Woah," Azelynn voiced from behind him. Certainly he didn't expect her to truly stay put? "Is this," Coruscant technology? Are you a Jedi? Obi-Wan expected her to ask, but instead what came out was, "Yours?"

Obi-Wan frowned in surprise. "Of course. I did tell you I have a ship."

"But, this is yours?" She seemed disbelieving.

Obi-Wan, who easily forgot about all the raw emotions sitting within the cave and ship, turned to Azelynn with his arms crossed. "Why is that so shocking?"

Azelynn dipped her head, daring to look bashful. "It's just- it's absolutely stunning,"  She stumbled out.

Obi-Wan sighed. He wasn't lying when he said she reminds him of someone, and in this moment, with her awe for his ship, it shows more than ever.

"Get inside," Obi-Wan began gently. "I need to move the Speeder somewhere safe." He said, and much to his surprise, she listened. She boarded the ship with much enthusiasm and it put a much needed smile on Obi-Wans face.

—

Azelynn absolutely beamed sitting in the cockpit. She was so nervous about flying earlier, now she couldn't be more excited to take off. Perhaps it's the company she is with, and that she doesn't have to hide herself and fly into the unknown.

With this newfound excitement, she started in with questions like she does, and touched things that shouldn't be touched.

Looking at one blue switch in particular, Azelynn reached for it. "What's that do?" She asks, almost about to flip it.

"Don't touch that!" Obi-Wan exclaimed, and swatted her hand away. "That sends us into lightspeed. We haven't even lifted off yet."

Azelynn pouted in the co-pilot seat like a child. It amazes Obi-Wan that this suddenly giddy girl had him pinned up against a wall in a choke-hold earlier. Not to mention the anger she gave off in her Force when he met her the day prior.

Now her Force is all anticipated adrenaline. A smile is on her lips and her eyes are wide staring at the controls.

Obi-Wan flipped a few switches and some buttons until the ship lit up, roared to life, and they were finally lifting off the ground. Azelynn jumped from her seat with glee to look out the window. She's leaning over several controls that with one bump could force her into them and cause several problems.

"Azelynn, sit down please. It's not safe to stand until we are at cruising altitude." Of course she didn't listen. Obi-Wan had no choice but to inch the ship forward until they are in open desert. He slowly sped up the ship and angled it directly upwards. Azelynn fell backwards into her seat, a look of terror on her face, but still a smile all the same. She scrambled for her seatbelt and Obi-Wan couldn't help the laugh that escaped his chest as they escaped the atmosphere.

Once they entered open space, Obi-Wan hit a few more controls and leveled out. Azelynn didn't hesitate to break free from her seatbelt and lean over the controls again to look out the window. This time she pressed her face against the glass, trying to see all that there is around them, but she bounced backwards in shock.

"It's so cold." She stated, with a frown.

Obi-Wan smirked. "Of course it is, it's space."

Azelynn shook her head like remembering something. "Yes I know that, I just wasn't expecting to feel it so suddenly."

"It's much worse when you're out there."

"I dont want to know what that's like." She mumbled absently, and sat back down.

"You do come from a very warm planet," He reminded her.

Azelynn stared at him. "So do you." She said with a frown, as if to remind him that he is from there. Although he is not, and he is not sure how she could know that. Well of course she doesn't, but the way she stated it made him wonder.

Obi-Wan jumped to change the subject. "Would you like to take us to lightspeed?"

Azelynn lit up at that, previous conversation forgotten to her. "Yes!" She said and lunged for the switch.

"Wait," Obi-Wan stopped her at the wrist. "We're not quite there yet. Give it another few kilometers." They waited silently. Obi-Wan watching the map, Azelynn watching him for the signal.

A simple intake of breath gave Azelynn the okay she needed, he didn't even get to say alright before Azelynn flipped the switch. They were forced back into their seats as they began their journey in lightspeed. Azelynn watched in amazement as the stars flew past them in bright blurs. She's never seen anything more wonderful in her life.

Obi-Wan forced himself not to watch her. "Alright, we are about two hours from the nearest star system. This one holds two habitable planets, and certainly not the safest ones around. You will have to stay close to me while we are there."

Azelynn stared at him. "I told you I will go by myself."

Obi-Wan gave her a pointed look. "It's not safe-"

"You think I don't know that? I can take care of myself." She argued, Obi-Wan could feel the anger in the Force and it worried him. He hasn't felt such strength in a long time. He wondered, and not for the first time, what her midichlorian count would be.

"I know you can." He decided to take a different approach. "But there is safety in numbers, and an extra set of eyes and ears can't hurt." He explained his case which he knows is unarguably reasonable.

Azelynn considered this for a second with a  scowel. "I thought you didn't want involvement?" She questioned his prior words.

"I don't," he didn't hesitate to reply. "But I can't let you walk strange planets alone."

Azelynn didn't like the way that sounded. "I'm not a child." She gritted through her teeth.

"No," He agreed. "you're not."

Azelynn pulled her legs up in her seat and wrapped her arms around herself. She looked incredibly small. She pouted. She really is not doing herself favors by acting so childish.

Obi-Wan sighed. He got up, and she didn't look at him as he said "I'll be back." Azelynn continued to watch the passing stars. He is surprised she's not getting dizzy from it. Obi-Wan remembers his first lightspeed trip, he could only stare for a few minutes before he needed a bucket to vomit in.

He went to the ships small kitchen and cooked up two servings of tea. It didn't take him long, and when he was on his way back, he used the Force to pull a blanket from the nearby shelf and sling it over his arm.

His predictions are right, Azelynn is shivering when he reaches her. He handed her a cup of tea, set his down on his chair, and then draped the fluffy blanket over her shoulders and around her small frame.

She stared at him oddly. "Thank you," She commented.

"Not a problem." Obi-Wan said. He turned to the thermostat near the door and turned it up a few degrees, then he shut the cabin door just to lock in the warmth.

Back at his chair, he picked up his tea and sat down himself, trying to focus on the navigation map and not the dizzying stars outside. He sipped his tea, deep in thought.

He thought of Luke, and how he is doing. He feels like he has been away for days on end, when really it's only been a few hours.

Although Luke is not his child, he feels like he could be. Obi-Wan watches him as such, takes care of him from afar, makes sure no harm comes his way from outside the planet. It's all Obi-Wan has left. It started out as a simple task of bringing him to Tatooine, but he turned into his guardian out of pure guilt. This is his best friends child, it is all he has left of his lost brother, and it's his one chance to not fail him again.

Obi-Wan would have kept Luke for himself if he could have. Before he brought Luke to Owen and Beru, he stood there in the desert staring at the sleeping boy wondering, will this child become as beautiful as his mother? Will this child become as cunning as his Father?

Would he grow to be smart and brave? Would that intelligence and bravery turn into clouded thoughts and angered fear?

There is no way Obi-Wan could know, but he feels he would be able to control it. He could find a way to teach Luke better than he taught his Father.

But, it would not be safe. If Vader came looking for himself, then Luke would be in danger. If Vader found out about Luke, then it is Obi-Wan who is no longer safe.

They are better off apart. Obi-Wan can feel him in the Force. Well, he could feel him in the Force until he left the planet.

Obi-Wan didn't know Luke was Force Sensitive until he turned 2, that is when the Force exposes the Sensitives. He does not know if his sister is the same.

He felt Luke in the Force immediately, like a shock wave hitting him repeatedly. He believes this is because he was so focused on Luke that he linked himself to his presence, and therefore his Force. It's peaceful, giddy even. A feeling so different from his fathers he began to think there is no chance he will be like his Father.

But, as he grew, Luke started to learn. He is smart, brave, and rebellious. Obi-Wan can feel the strength in his Force when he is grounded, or told to do something he wishes not to do. It's frightening. He is so easily set-off, so easily controlled by his emotions, just like his Father.

Luke needs Obi-Wans guidance, and Obi-Wan won't let him down, but not until the boy is ready. It is difficult to teach at an old age, but his aunt and uncle will not allow him to train now. Besides, Luke would have to know and understand the dangers of the Force, and their personal relationship.

It will be in everyone's better interest to train him when he is wiser, and old enough to make the decision himself.

"Ben?"

Obi-Wan can't leave him entirely defenseless, even if he is on the planet to protect him. Luke needs to learn to defend himself from the dark side at some point.

"Ben?" Obi-Wan jumped out of his thoughts, and looked to Azelynn. She's staring at him with concerned eyes, hands wrapped around her mug, and still balled up in her blanket. Her hair is slightly disarrayed from it brushing against the headrest.

"Yes?" He responded to her.

"Are you alright?" She asked with a frown. Her concern surprised him, in a pleasant way. Oh, how he didn't realize he desired to have a friendly connection with anyone. Sure he has had to speak with the occasional person in the market, Force spoken to Master Yoda, and he kept a close eye on Luke, but he hasn't had a real connection with someone in years. It's only now that he has it, does he realize he's wanted it.

"Why wouldn't I be?" He asked and sipped his cooling tea.

"I've been talking and you haven't seemed to notice."

Obi-Wan didn't look at her. "Yes, that happens quite often when you talk." Another tea sip. He was shocked at how quickly he jumped to tease her. He could feel her irritation through the Force, although it was only half-hearted. He peaked over to her, she's glaring at him, and he laughed around the rim on his mug. Which made her glare more and scoff as if she is deeply offended.

"Apologizes, Azelynn. I was lost in my thoughts. What were you telling me?" He looked over to her with a straight face.

Azelynn looked away, although Obi-Wan could tell it was to hide a smile. "I was only admiring your ship again. The more I examine it the more I realize I don't see any like this anymore."

Obi-Wan felt uncomfortable with this direction of conversation. "Well, they aren't made anymore."

"Of all the ships I've studied. None were like this."

Obi-Wan decided to deviate the conversation to something that might spark her attention. "Are you saying you can't fly it?"

"Of course I can fly it!" She looked and sounded offended. "I can fly any ship. No matter the make or model. They all still use the same basic technology, no matter how fancy they attempt to make the buttons."

Obi-Wan smiled at her. "I was only kidding." He said to her, staring at her fondly. He's very confident in her abilities to fly any ship. Given her study, and her Force Sensitivity, she will easily be able to guide herself through the motions of flying this ship.

Azelynn grunted. "Well I was not." She turned away from Obi-Wan and sipped more of her tea.

After a moment of silence, and tea sipping, Obi-Wan spoke up. "I don't like flying."

Azelynns head turned towards him. "Why not?"

Obi-Wan shook his head. "I don't know. I never have in all my years. Maybe it's the heights, or the poor experiences I've had with it."

"What experiences?"

"Doesn't matter." Obi-Wan said with finality but without vigor. It must've been convincing because she didn't push for more.

"Then why did you come?"

Obi-Wan smiled, eyes on the controls but thoughts swimming in his head. He was quiet for a moment, until finally, he sighed. "I've told you already," He said. "You remind me of someone."

"A good someone?" She pondered.

Obi-Wan smiled sadly. "Yes, a good someone."

He could tell Azelynn wanted to ask more, the questions swam through her head, but just as suddenly she thought better of it.

"I hope I don't disappoint you." She said, not even realizing she's spoke the words until they're out of her mouth.

Obi-Wan stared at her. "What do you mean?"

Azelynns cheeks turned pink, it was a look Obi-Wan was very much unfamiliar with, but it certainly suited her and he could get use to that. "I'm not a good person."

That was not a sentence he was expecting to hear. Especially with a blush on her cheeks.

"I find that very hard to believe." He said to her, hoping to the Force that her words are not true.

"How could you know?"

"Intuition." Obi-Wan stated smoothly, finishing off his tea.

They were silent for awhile, this time it was Obi-Wan to break the silence. "Who is Arrin?" He questioned her, he's been wanting to ask since he eavesdropped on them.

That got a short laugh out of her, and a shake of her head.

"I don't know anymore." She commented, playing with a strand of her hair.

"Yes you do." Obi-Wan said confidently.

She looked at him with narrowed eyes. "Your intuition tell you that?"

"No," he said amused. "You do."

"Oh?" She raised her eyebrows and adjusted her position in her seat so she is facing him. "Do tell me how."

"The kiss," Azelynn only stared at him, waiting for him to continue. "You were shocked he did it, which means you've decided long ago the two of you are just friends."

"And that tells you where he and I stand?"

"That tells me he will still be your friend," Obi-Wan determined.

Azelynn rolled her eyes and shook her head sadly. "I've rejected him."

"Yes, but if he cares for you he will not go anywhere."

Azelynn thought of this for a moment. Ben could be correct. Arrin wants her to stay safe, and to come back to him--whatever that may actually mean to him.

Obi-Wan got up from his seat. "Let me know when we have reached the System. I'm going to rest for a bit."

"Okay," She said without moving. She isn't shivering anymore, which Obi-Wan took as a good sign.

He made his leave out the door, and closed it with the Force when he saw Azelynn wasn't looking.

Obi-Wan laid down in the nearest bed of the small ship. He is not tired, but he feels the need to meditate. It is better that she thinks he is sleeping though. Obi-Wan got comfortable on his back and closed his eyes so he could channel the Force.