Navy Roses- Qui-Gon Jinn x OC

Chapter 4- The Mind Is A Scary Place

Qui-Gon had known exactly what the Council was going to say. So now, Adelaide, Qui-Gon, and Obi-wan were on their way to the remote planet of Batuu. From what she knew, it was a mountainous and foresty planet in the Outer Rim. She knew that it was a good planet for people who didn't want to be found. And she didn't.

Adelaide looked out the window, watching the stars pass by while they were in hyperspace. She was so distracted that she didn't notice someone sit down beside her.

"It's cool, right?" asks Obi-wan, the young Padawan scaring the Senator. She jumped when he spoke, and he immediately apologized.

"I just wanted to check in on you, Master Qui-Gon was worried," he said, sounding sincere but she knew the boy had a motive. He had obviously convinced himself of something between the two adults. She wouldn't allow it to be real. She couldn't let the Jedi Master break his oath.

"Well, I'm alright, Obi-wan. I'll be better when I can return to my people," she says, sighing before looking out the window again.

"You're selfless Senator. If you were a Force-sensitive you could've made a great Jedi," the young Padawan says. She looks at him with a small smile, before her eyes look behind Obi-wan. Her smile turns sad.

"I'm not sure about that. I'm afraid that the Code you all swear you lives to is something I don't think I could follow," she replies. Her gaze is still behind Obi-wan, so he looks around to see his Master with an odd look on his face. Obi-wan can't decipher it, but he leaves the room feeling the tension bubbling.

The Senator turns back to the window, not wanting to look at the man who has inhibited her thoughts. She doesn't know what she is to do. She is running away when her life is on the line. She doesn't even know who wishes to kill her. She simply knows that the Master Jedi who she can feel standing unbearably close to her saved her life. She may be a warrior, but she didn't want to be a killer. Qui-Gon had saved her from becoming one.

How he had gotten through to her she had no idea. During training nobody was ever able to distract her, not even her sister. She didn't like how much she knew he could feel from her. She knew he could feel her fear and anxiety, her frustration and anger. She only hoped that he couldn't feel whatever was making her stomach fill with butterflies.

Qui-Gon sat down beside Adelaide. He could sense that she was deep in her thoughts, so he simply stayed silent. He fell into his own thoughts, everything going back to the woman beside him. How would he hide this from the Council? How could he hide his not-so-subtle feelings from Adelaide? How could he hide it from his Padawan?

The answer is, he couldn't. He had never been one to shy away from feelings. He felt that they helped him, made him better. He and the Council obviously disagreed on that. They believed that emotions made you weak, made you more susceptible to the Dark side.

Qui-Gon didn't believe this. Of course, some of them could. Letting your anger get the best of you, that normally wouldn't lead to anything good. But things like joy, or hope, or love, Qui-Gon believed the they were what brought light to the galaxy. Jedi weren't robots, and they weren't meant to be. They were meant to be peacekeepers. Friends to the people of the entire galaxy. Not just friends of the Republic. 

But what his heart was pointing towards was more than just a friendship with the Senator from Dolomar. His minds tried to dismiss the idea, but his heart was persistent. 

Suddenly, Adelaide stood up, seeming to snap out of a trance. And she looked terrified. Qui-Gon stood up after her, not able to tell what so suddenly bothered the woman. He could only feel the waves of fear rolling off of her. 

Adelaide had a realization in the moment before she frantically began looking anywhere but at Qui-Gon. And it was one she didn't want to believe. So she did what she does best. When Qui-Gon asked her what was the matter, she shook her head and practically ran to one of the rooms on the ship. And Qui-Gon didn't run after her, only making her head spin more. 

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"Trevor, this is my sister we're talking about," the queen says to her loyal advisor who insists upon bringing Adelaide home. 

"Your Highness, she is not safe on Coruscant. She would be much safer here with our guards," he says, trying to reason with the queen. She sighs, looking around the throne room, wishing she wasn't the last of the Augmentra line on Dolomar. 

"My sister has her reasons for wanting to be our Senator, and wanting to move to Coruscant. But, for your information, she is no longer on Coruscant. She is with thr Jedi on Batuu. We have a decoy on Coruscant for the time being," she replies, hoping to get the mans persistence wore down. And it seems to work. he nods his head, bows, and leaves the room. She sighs and looks to the portrait of her and her sister on the wall. The last two heirs who are capable and known to the people of Dolomar. They had been so young when that portrait was done. So hopeful.

As Queen Autrailia retired to her quarters and went to sleep, she was unaware of her sister doing the same all the way across the galaxy. And they both slept as restlessly as the other.  

Autrailia dreamt about the fall of Dolomar, and a rebellion. She saw herself with a sword at her throat. And she saw her sister, lying in a city of glass and stone, dead on the ground, with a man weeping over her. Then, she saw their graves. Adelaide's had a bouquet of dark blue— no, navy— roses. Hers had nothing. And finally, she saw her daughter standing at their graves. But Autrailia had finally fallen into a deep sleep as her dreams faded away. 

Adelaide dreamt of secrets and sorrow. She saw herself in Qui-Gon's arms. She saw herself crying out and writhing in pain in a hospital. And she saw a beautiful child with the same dark hair that she had, but with calming blue eyes instead of the piercing icy ones that belonged to Adelaide. She saw her sister, beheaded with a sword beside her. And she saw herself, her eyes filled with fear, and a blue lightsaber swinging down at her. And she saw her and Autrailia's graves. There was a bouquet of navy roses upon her grave. And then she saw an entire family standing before the graves, the child with the dark hair and calming blue eyes now grown up, looking to be about 15 or so. And then everything faded, and the calming hum of the ship lulled her to sleep, her dreams to be the focus of her thoughts in the morning.