Chapter twelve Chapter twelve.

"Mace!" Minaswen opened the door and spotted the tall Jedi Master at the other end of the corridor. "Over here Windu!"

Mace Windu turned around, his lightsaber in hand, but when he discovered the dark-haired Jedi Master a mix of frustration and relief shone brightly in his face.

"Quendi!" he hissed and straightened up giving her a irritated look.

"Well hello to you to Master." Minaswen smiled innocently against him. "You wouldn't mind giving two fellow Jedi Masters and a Padawan a ride back to the temple, would you?"

"Are you all there and fine?" asked Mace, somewhat surprised and struggled not to show exactly how relived he was to see them. There had been some tense hours when he was waiting for any kind of contact from the stranded Jedis, and that the only news that came was bad, didn't help his bad mood.

"Now, if you take in mind the situation we are in, I guess you can say we're fine…" said Mina with a sarcastic tone.

"What in the name of the force took such time?!" asked Qui-gon from inside the storage room.

"Well I guess two out of three conscious is quite good for being you two I suppose." Mumbled Mace, ignoring Qui-gons question. "Is it just me, or are you two enjoying getting into trouble?"

"Well, if we didn't get into trouble… You would never leave the temple." Said Minaswen with a shrug. Mace was about to answer this when he was cut of by Qui-gon.

"I know that you two are busy enjoying yourselves, but would you mind taking this on our way back to the temple?"

The tall humanoid appeared in the door behind Mina, carrying the still sleeping (or unconscious) Obi-wan.

"Please?" he added "Before they find us?"

"No risk." Said Mace with a small smile. "I 'accidentally' slipped the coordinates of this rock to the Ilm government, these terrorists have bigger things on their mind then two run off Jedi."

Minaswen chuckled.

"Then lets leave!" she said. "I've had enough sulphur stinking rock adventures for at least ten years!"

"Oh what a pity! The council was just thinking about sending you to Mustafar."

"Mace?"

"Yes Mina?"

"Shut up."

Mace Windu smiled as he took the lead back towards the ship. Qui-gon rolled his eyes, this was going to be a long journey home…

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A shorty but hopefully a goodie? R&R, you reviews keep me alive!