As promised, here is the super-short Chapter 7, posted early. Thanks for reading! Though Iseem to have lostsome of you guys'attention, lol.

Also, please take note of this story's rating; it will remain "tame." ;) After this there are two more chapters, both longer than average.

Chapter 7

Anakin was nervous, and he didn't know why. So far, things had gone smoothly tonight, and there didn't seem to be anything to worry about. They had met with Bray as planned, who had casually chatted with them as he led them to an eerily nice looking area on sub-level 37. They had then been led into the large, warehouse-like building that they were currently waiting for their mysterious host in.

From the outside, Anakin would have thought that the building was just a well-maintained warehouse, but the inside told a different story. Not a crate was to be seen, and the floors and walls were clean and expensive looking. The furnishings were sparse, but clearly upscale, and the hard looking chairs were actually quite soft to the touch.

Overall it was a pleasant enough atmosphere, but Anakin did wish the lighting wasn't so dim. After Bray had showed them in and seated them, he had disappeared down a narrow hallway on the other side of the room, leaving them with assurances that their other 'friend' would be coming out shortly. The hallway was so dark, though, that Anakin couldn't see down it, so instead he reached out with the Force, and was not surprised when he noticed that Obi-Wan was doing the same.

A light mental nudge, though, told him that Obi-Wan was looking elsewhere. Listening to the indistinct mental urging of his Master, Anakin also took note of the surveillance equipment surreptitiously planted throughout the room.

He casually scooted closer to Obi-Wan and wrapped an arm around his waist, pleased to have an excuse to do so. This time, he noted almost gleefully, the familiar figure didn't tense at his touch.

Not a moment later, Bray returned, with Mishca and several unfamiliar men and women in the lead. Dressed in the riding leathers common to the biker gangs of the area, they were a rough-hewn lot. And Anakin could sense many more, just out of sight. But one in particular, a tall, lean man with modded violet eyes and dark skin, clearly stood out as the leader. The man looked them over coolly, and Anakin felt a shiver run down his spine.

"I hear you're interested in some business." came the man's smooth, measured voice. No one else in the group said a word, instead simply looking at them.

"Perhaps." Obi-Wan answered in an equally cool tone. "Though I generally prefer to know who I'm doing business with." he said archly. "You seem to have us at the disadvantage."

A slow, dangerous grin formed on the man's face. "So I do." he replied calmly. A moment passed in uneasy silence before he continued, and Anakin just knew he was trying to make them squirm. "I'm Teloc. And of course," he continued, gesturing to them both, "You're Ben and Anakin." He nodded their way.

Obi-Wan inclined his head slightly in reply. "Yes. Now, Teloc, you have something that may be of interest to us?"

ooOooOoo

From her vantage point of the scaffolding in the corner of the large warehouse, Jedi Knight Aayla Secura carefully watched the happenings down below. Master Kenobi and his Padawan, Anakin Skywalker, were conversing easily with the dealer, and seemed to have things under control. Master Kenobi moved away from Anakin -- whose arm had been around his waist, she noted disbelievingly – and closer to the man who looked to be the leader.

Zooming in on the scene with her scope, she tensed as she saw the man reach into his jacket. It wasn't a weapon he pulled out, though, but a small packet that Aayla identified as the drug. This was the signal that they had been waiting for. Now that they had proof, they could move in and apprehend the dealer and the others.

Looking around the scaffolding at the other Jedi that were with her, a Master and his junior Padawan, they exchanged silent glances and prepared to strike.

At that same instant, the warehouse erupted in blaster fire.