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Author's notes: I hope the explanation makes sense it did in my head but on written down that a whole different thingJ

Chapter 8

Amaele was I the healer's ward when her Master, Healer Laria had told her and another healer apprentice to prepare a room for an incoming patient. Amaele did, as she was told not thinking much of it. She did this sort of thing on a daily bases why should she give it a second thought. After the room had been prepared Amaele decided to wait out in the hall for her master and the other healers who had gone to return.

The hall outside the healers' ward was peaceful with the occasional Knight, Master or Padawan passing. But that peace was soon shattered by the return of the healers who had a person who appeared to be unconscious on a stretcher. As they drew closer Amaele could make out the forms of Master Powell, Master Veda and Drell. A feel of dread came over her as was able to make out the person. Oh Gods Obi. The Healers ran past her taking Obi-Wan into the Healer's ward.

Amaele was about to follow them into the room but Healer Laria got in her way.

"Amaele I think it would be better if you go to the waiting room." Healer Laria said in a gentle voice.

"But Master why?" Amaele asked even though she knew that it was wrong to question her master.

"Because you have a close relationship with Obi-Wan I don't want your feelings to get in the way of your judgment. So I think it would be in the best interest of you and the patient if you go to the waiting room." Laria explained. Amaele nodded. What Laria was saying did make sense. She considered Obi-Wan the brother she didn't have. If something were to happen in the emergency room, force forbid, She would lose it. Healer Laria squeezed her apprentice's shoulder to give her some support. Then walked into the room closing the door behind her.

Amaele walked over to the waiting room where Master Powell, Drell and Master Veda were already waiting. The room was designed for peace but Amaele's heart was racing and looking over at Drell she could see that he was also worried. Sitting down in a chair Amaele turned to Master Veda and asked,

"What happened?" Nicia looked over at her. Taking a deep breath she began to go over the events of the past that lead them to that point.

"…Then there was a scream and Obi-Wan started running down the hall. I can't tell you what happened after that because Adi told me to go get Master Powell ad Drell." Nicia finished.

"No one was there when it happened?" Amaele asked wanting to know exactly what happened.

"I was." A voice said over by the entrance of the waiting room. Everyone turned and saw Liliana standing by the entrance. "I was there when it happened." Liliana walked over to where the small group sat. She took a seat and began to tell her tale.

"I was packing a few things, getting ready to leave. I didn't care what happened if I left and reported what was happening there. Getting to know Obi-Wan showed me that some things were more important then my life. I was about to leaves when I heard some one scream then it sounded like a bunch of people had ran past my office. I was about to open the door and find out what was going on but then that other Jedi busted in and I staggered backwards hitting the wall. He had this crazed look in his eye. He raised his blade and I screamed. A few seconds later Obi-Wan came in, he looked shocked to see the other Jedi. Then the Jedi lunged at me and Obi-Wan jumped in his path. They fought and Obi-Wan was hit." Once she was finished Liliana took a deep breath then sat back.

"Qui-Gon did this?!" Amaele asked a little to loud. Everyone grew silent. Then Nicia being who she was broke the silence.

"The thing I want to know is how Obi-Wan got back to Klaus in the first place." Drell lowered his head.

"It was me." He said in a voice that was barely above a whisper. He lilted his head. "Obi-Wan came to me a few minutes before we took off and asked me to sneak him on board. I said yes." Master Powell put a comforting hand on his Padawans shoulder.

"Its all right Drell you didn't know that this would happen. You just wanted to help a friend." Drell nodded but he still felt guilty.

"So what will happen to Qui-Gon?" Amaele asked.

"Qui-Gon is in one of the holding cells and is speaking with mind healer Iason is with him now. After Iason has analyzed Qui-Gon, Iason he'll go in front of the council and they will decide Qui-Gon's fate." Nicia explained.

"And what do we do?" Drell asked.

"We wait." Nicia said simply.

They had been waiting for hours without so much as a word or sign from the other room. Master Powell had been called to the council chambers to give a full report on their mission. It had grown late into the night and Drell was asleep and Amaele looked like she was on the verge of passing out too. Nicia leaned back and was about to close her eyes when she heard the door to the waiting room open. Nicia quickly got up hoping that it was news about Obi-Wan. Her hopes diminished when she saw who it was.

"Oh its you." She said as Healer Iason entered the room.

"Is that anyway to greet a friend?" Iason asked walking over to her. Nicia smiled.

"Depends on who the friend is. Have you spoken to him?" Nicia asked not wanting to waste anymore time. Iason nodded then looked over at the two sleeping teenagers.

"Maybe it is best if we speak in the hall." He said and led Nicia out. Once out there Nicia turned to Iason.

"Well…"

"He doesn't remember any of it." Iason said,

"Excuse me?"

"He says that he has no memory of what happened on Klaus. He says that after Finding Obi-Wan dead everything is a blur."

"How would you explain that?" Iason paused for a moment as if trying to find the right words to describe it.

"Have you heard the phrase 'blinded by hate'?" Nicia nodded.

"I'm familiar with it."

"Well I think that's what has happened here. Qui-Gon was literarily blinded by his hate."

"You lost me"

"When Qui-Gon lost Tahl, he was boarder line and when he thought Obi-Wan was dead he crossed the boarder. All that emotion that he was feeling, the grief, anger, hate was so great that it left him in this semi-conscious state of being. Where he was there in body but not mind. When he attacked Obi-Wan he did not see the boy as Obi-Wan but an obstacle in his way of achieving his victory. " Iason explained hoping it made sense.

"So your saying his actions were not his own?"

"No they were a automatic subconscious reaction to emotional injury." Nicia thought over this.

"Have you spoken to the council yet?" She asked.

"No I'm on my way now I just wanted to inform you." Nicia smiled grateful that Iason knew that she wanted to stay informed. "Have you gotten any sleep tonight?"

"No I'm afraid not." Iason shook his head.

"Get some." He said with mock sternness. "That's an order. I'll talk to you later Nicia." He said then began to make his way to the council chamber. Nicia still going over this new information in her head did not even notice the door to the waiting room open until Amaele was behind her. Nicia turned to face the young girl.

"Master Veda, Healer Laria has news about Obi-Wan she wants you to join us in the waiting room." Amaele said. Nicia nodded and followed the girl in. Healer Laria stood by the seating arrangement that the group had been seated at. Drell was now awake, fully aware.

"Please sit down." Healer Laria said quietly. Nicia did not like the look on Laria's face on bit. The healer started. "When we started we found a lot of internal bleeding and damage to the organs. We managed to fix the damage but I'm afraid that he lost a lot of blood. His blood pressure is dangerously low and we have him on a respirator." She paused for a moment looking over at her apprentice and Drell. " He also is showing no sign of brain activity. He isn't responding to any stimulus we give him. Clinically he's dead." Amaele put her hand over her mouth and lowered her head. Drell sat back in his seat the shock of this news affecting him. "We can keep him on life support for now but in a few days if nothing changes, you'll have to start thinking about cutting life support."

To be continued…

I killed him again! ::dodges out of the way of flying objects:: Wait! Cease-fire! There is a reason that he is in this state of being it is important to the story trust me I know what I am doing…sort of