Title: Poison's Relief
Author: Mlinyaia
Disclaimer: You know already!
Chapter 11
Mace and Qui-Gon were sitting at the small, cozy table in anticipation of Yoda's visit. Obi-Wan was still sleeping on the sofa, he hadn't stirred since falling asleep, but that wasn't a surprise since small movements caused him pain. There was a small tap on the door, Mace and Qui-Gon immediately knew it was Yoda, they recognised the sound his gimmer stick made all too well. The pair stood up and greeted Yoda as he came in.
"Welcome Master Yoda." Qui-Gon said.
"Good to see you both it is, the news I bring good it is ." He said while sitting on a big, soft meditation cushion that had been left as usual on the floor. Qui-Gon and Mace returned to their chairs pulling them out from under the table and nearer to where Yoda was settled. There was a tense silence as Qui-Gon and Mace waited aprehensively for Yoda to begin.
"Sleep well he did not?" He said referring to Obi-Wan's still slumbering form.
"No I'm afraid he did not."
"Fear it do not Qui-Gon, feel there is a way out of this I do, a plan." He sighed, "Easy this will not be, danger there is for many if this plan we do."
"What do you mean Master?"
"Obi-Wan to be well you want, then to the Healer's we must go. Informed them already I have." Qui-Gon picked up the sleeping huddle off of the sofa, as usual he was careful not jostle the boy's sore limbs as he moved him. Carrying him over to the door, the boy's head resting weakly over the shoulder of his elder mentor. Mace, Yoda, Qui-Gon and Obi-Wan made their way down the levels to the Healing Wing. They reached the door and immediately encountered a small group of Master and Apprentice Healers.
"Welcome Masters."
"Ready the rooms are, I trust?"
"Yes Master Yoda, as requested four side rooms are prepared for the procedure."
"Very well, to the rooms we will go, explain there the procedure I will."
Yoda lead the group to one of the rooms set out for this event, Qui-Gon observed with concern that the ward the rooms were in was in the Force Strengthening Room for high dependancy patients. As they passed the threshold of the room Qui-Gon looked across at Obi-Wan, he was pleased to see that they boy had just awoken and was struggling against being held by his Master.
"Stop struggling Obi-Wan, I'm going to put you down now, do you feel you can stand or would you rather sit?" He watched the boy look around the room, his gaze stilled on the forms of the two Council Members in the room.
"I think I can stand Master." Qui-Gon stooped his tall form down and paced Obi-Wan's feet delicately on the floor, a small hiss was let out of the boy's mouth as his tender feet touched the hard, cold ground of the ward. Qui-Gon then stood back up but kept a hand on Obi-Wan's back steadying him as he trembled slightly from the discomfort and pain.
"Master Yoda please would you kindly explain the procedure that will help my Padawan?"
"Hmmm very well." Yoda plopped down on a stiff backed pastic chair resting his chin on his gimmer stick. "Sad this situation is meditated much I have, came up with a plan through this I did. With the help of the Force, many can share Obi-Wan's pain."
"What do you mean by share the pain? Surely we don't want more injured Jedi here?" Mace inputted.
"Need many people we do, if this plan will work. Through the Force, Obi-Wan may channel the pained areas, flow into others it can. Spread out the damage will be, diluted its effects among many. If diluted enough no consequences occur there will. However, grave danger there is for Obi-Wan, his energy is what can send it out, his only. He needs to be strong, he needs a clear head. Painkillers he cannot have, feel the full extent of pain he must to be able to diffuse it through to the carriers."
"This seriously cannot be done! This has to be a joke, I have never heard such a crazy idea of Healing. It's not ethical!" proclaimed one of the Healer's who had accompanied them.
"Serious it is, on Obi-Wan the choice is with. Excused on this case, ethics may be, carriers will come out of their own free will." Yoda turned his gaze on Obi-Wan, directing the statement towards him. There was a long silence.
"I don't know Master Yoda, I need to think about it." Qui-Gon turned a questioning gaze and then helped his Padawan over to a chair, he could sense the swirl of conflicting emotions in his Padawan. This was a heavy choice to place on him, although Qui-Gon knew what he wanted Obi-Wan to decide, ultimately it was up to the boy to choose his destiny, he watched as the other occupants of the room left, leaving the pair to their thoughts and discussions. Please consider this carefully child, it's dangerous but it also decides your immediate future. Please be strong for me.
Sorry for the wait and sorry its quite a short chapter, hope you enjoyed that and I did't lose anyone in the explanation etc I just wanted to get this bit out then the exciting bits can begin. Thanks again to i luv ewansmile, JackGirl, SKSexton and Snowfur hope you enjoyed this chapter, it's nearly finished now but there's still abit more to come so don't fret just yet! Hope to update again soon as this story is now getting my full attention until it is complete, unless I forget or get distracted!
