20 January, 2006

Returns

The gentle hues of the breaking morning played over the rocks and sand of the meditation garden. The lone occupant sat completely still, as he had been for days on end. Butterflies fluttered around his serene face.
"How long has he been like that?" Gabrielle said, tucking a strand of strawberry blonde hair behind her ear.
Dr. Watson adjusted his spectacles and drained his mug of tea.
"Several weeks, my dear. I dare say, I feel he is lost to us."
The young woman looked crestfallen. "Lost..." she echoed, sadly. "So nothing you've tried has brought him out of the trance?"
The older man clicked his tongue and blushed. "We've not tried anything too invasive."
Gabrielle's concern dropped, anger flashing in her eyes. "You haven't tried anything, have you?" She sighed. "So he's been like this since I left."
Boo Boo the Bear spoke up, "We, uh, didn't want to, uh, bother him, Yogi... Uh, Gabby."
Arthur, the Moth Man, pushed his glasses up the bridge of his nose. "He looked so serene. I d,didn't want to bother him."
"So, did anyone take into account that this has kept him away from his friends for, oh geez, has it been an entire month?" Gabrielle scrubbed her face, in an irritated fashion.
There were several shrugs from the the collected group, others hung their heads.
Gabrielle threw her hands up.
"You know what," she exclaimed, "I'll handle it. You guys go back to drinking banana daquiris." She stormed off with a sigh.
"Golly," Boo Boo said, "I think she's a might pissed, guys."

Gabrielle approached him slowly, taking quiet steps in fear that she might wake him. When she reached his side, she cocked her head looking at his motionless form. She exhaled a small sigh. With a trembling hand, she reached out for his shoulder.
A sudden hand grasped hers. Gentle blue eyes smiled at her.
"Hello Gabrielle," Qui-Gon said.
After the moment of shock had worn off, she shook her head, blinking.
"You scared me!"
"A Jedi is meant to be aware of all things around him in the moment."
Something about his manner had changed. His words were spoken with impeccable grace, unlike his normal idiom, which was slow and were as if the words tripped over themselves.
"Are, are you okay?" She noticed that he was still holding her hand. "You've been out here for a long time."
He released his grasp on her palm. "I am..." There was a pause and a broad smile crossed over his face, "I am fine."
"Do you know how long you've been out here?" There was a touch of concern in the young woman's voice.
He shrugged.
"When you have no need of food or sleep, you can lose track of time."
"A month."
The peace drained away from his face, replaced with disbelief. "A, a month?"
"That's right," she said, laying a gentle hand on his shoulder. "You came right before I left on holiday to the Hall of Heroes to see Xena. You said that you were going to be meditating and for us lot to let you alone." She plucked a tiny white flower at her side. "So we did."
His face paled. "I've been in meditation for an entire month?"
"That's right. You've been away from your friends, your foes and your brownies."
His blue eyes went comically wide. "But I left JJ with a two week supply of brownie mix..."
She nodded. "Which means," she said, continuing his thought, "He's been having to run the show without his partner and best friend."
His slacked mouth drooped into a frown and his shoulders slumped slightly. "How could I have done this?"
Gabrielle wrapped her arm around Qui-Gon in a hug. "Dooku is still there."
"He is?"
She nodded. "Yep, and I know how hard it is for you to have him around."
He blinked at her. "You do?"
"I read the novels. Saw it on holo-vid. Watched the musical." She smiled.
He flashed a ghost of a grin.
"I know I should go back, but what if something has happened? What if everyone is angry that I left? Or they've forgotten me?"
"Do what I do." She plucked a petal from the bloom. "Before you work yourself up and sign in here for a lifetime membership, which we'd love to have you, but still, figure out how you would deal with each thing. First, something bad happening?"
He thought for a moment, plotting out his words. "I would have to deal with whatever it is. Be that Dooku taking over the company or Jar Jar taking over the senate."
Gabrielle laughed. "That wouldn't be bad. That would be terrifying. What if people are angry that you left?"
"I'd have to accept it and work to earn their trust again."
Gabrielle plucked another petal. "That, and you can remind them of that big Survivor cheque you sent out. Now, do you honestly think that they would forget you?"
"I wonder about Obi-Wan sometimes. But, no, I don't think that they'd forget me. Not even Master Yoda."
Gabrielle handed the partially plucked flower to the elder. "So, now, the big question is, how will you handle Dooku?"
Qui-Gon sighed, pulling a white petal off with his big fingers and dropping it into Gabrielle's hair. She giggled and brushed it away. The tiny leaf caught the slight breeze and fluttered to the ground. "I suppose I should let it go. Just because I don't believe that his lifestyle choice is a good one, doesn't make him a bad person."
"It's those killings and limb removals that..." She stopped abruptly. "I'm gonna drop that tangent. What do you both have in common still?"
He thought deeply, running his hand over his beard. "Music. I've wanted to do that reunion concert for quite some time. I just fear that I can no longer trust him. The Sith are dangerous, no matter how familiar the form."
She looked down at the flower in Qui-Gon's large hand. A single petal remained. "Do you think he's all evil? There is no good left in him at all?"
He gazed down, noting the single petal. "Are you sure you aren't a Jedi Master, Gabrielle? This lesson mimics many of the lectures I've given Obi-Wan in the past."
She smiled from ear to ear. "I know. Where do you think I get all my Jedi-like wisdom from?" She reached out and plucked the final white leaf."Are you going to go back?" She got to her feet and offered a hand in assistance."I mean, I'd love for you to stay, and I think Jo Jo would be really stoked too..."
Qui-Gon took Gabrielle's hand and rose. "Thank you, but no. It's taken me a month to forget that bloody Banana Phone song."
Her gentle smile dropped. "Well, then, you might want to leave. Here comes Mr. Ring Ring himself." She pointed out and a few metres away, Jo Jo was walking towards to two, with a tray of yellow drinks in hand.
The Jedi Master swept the young Amazon into a hug.
"Thank you, Gabrielle," he whispered. He, then, flew toward the exit, calling out a fleeting farewell to the Monkey Boy as he passed.
"Banana phone!" Jo Jo yelled back.
"Oh bugger..." The lyrics returned to the Master as he left the gate.

6 Comments:

At 3:59 pm, Blogger JawaJuice said...

Glad to see you're all rested and ready to come back.
I missed ya, pal.

Oh, eh...do you think Gabrielle might want to visit us some time? I'm sure we could...um...make room or something.

 
At 4:26 pm, Blogger Son Goku said...

Hi I'm Goku. how ya doing?

 
At 5:45 pm, Blogger Master Yoda said...

Welcome back!

Do you think introduce me to Xena, Gabrielle can?

 
At 5:44 am, Blogger Lt. Cmdr Oneida said...

Wow, Master Yoda has a thing for Xena, who knew?

 
At 11:02 pm, Blogger Jon the Intergalactic Gladiator said...

Who doesn't have a thing for Xenz?

And $@#%it, I just got that song out of my head.

 
At 1:07 pm, Blogger Jango Fett said...

Welcome back Mr. Jinn

 

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