Before you start- Sorry about any errors (sp, no spacing or missing a letter etc.) One reason is i am human i make mistakes lol. Second is my laptop is a different brand then my master computer to the internet so a lot of errors show up and i tend to miss a few before i post, sorry! Ok, well now you can go on.

Ch. 6 Nothing Left to Have

That was really getting annoying.... Obi-Wan gritted his teeth as the young officer behind him continued to bump his knee against the back of his chair. It was like having a young child behind you in a theater.

'Patience.'

Obi-Wan told himself. Out of all the messes he and his Master had gotten themselves into he'd definately rate this one among the top 10..possibly top 5. He allowed himself to smile a little at the thought. He longed to have the Force to his reach again. He'd been sedated from it before but it was different this time...something was off. His whispy out of reach senses taunted him more now. He'd really felt it when they were in the office. What was separated from him within his own mind pounded at the wall that separated them.

Speaking of pounding, if that officer hit his chair one more blimmin' time,....

The transport stopped suddenly and the door opened. The officers went out first then him.

Stepping off the transport his was inside a great port harbor. People were all about. He knew he was in the slave mines for the majority of the people were extermly thin and dirty. He accidently locked eyes with a little girl who's face and eyes were so dull she could of been mistaken for dead if she lie still enough. Obi-Wan shuddered at the thought as they kept in walking by.

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Qui-Gon looked around him as they walked through the port. Slaves, officers, troops, all types of classes. Anne came up to his right and said,

"It helps not to look too closely. Not to look at all-"

"You can't ignore death."

Qui-Gon cut in. She looked at him a moment then gradually fell back of his stride.

'Well that was smart. The only ally you might have here and you tell her off.'

Qui-Gon wanted to hit himself on the head but of course the cuffs enabled that.

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Jesi nearly choked seeing the metal detector. She had all types of metals on her. Having only 5 minutes to gather what she needed from her quarters she kept 2 blasters, computer chips, a dagger, and a necklas (that would give her away to colings in an instant) were within her heavily pocketed cloak. She had thought them safer there.

Force! What was she going to do?! The detector was closer and she was near panic as she stepped into the line.

"You don't need to do that miss."

Jesi wanted to sigh loudly as she turned to see Thomas in his 'day suit' of Smith Rence. He led her away and Wess commented,

"You should of let her go Rence, would of been interesting to see what she hides."

Thomas just smiled and nodded glancing at Jesi.

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"Home sweet home Jedi."

Wess said as the door to cell block B22 opened before Qui-Gon. He stepped into the dark stone walled room and glanced around. A hard looking bunk, a sink, a toilet, four walls, and a door...that was pretty much it.

He turned back to the door way only to find Anne and two officers with her.

"You'll begin work tomorrow."

Anne said looking grim.

Qui-Gon nodded with nothing to say.

Anne sighed and said,

"I need to be going for now. I'll be back this evening to give you something to eat and your shot."

"Alright then."

Qui-Gon replied. He didn't mean to sound rude at all but what had he to say? There was nothing.

'Hey thanks, I'll just sit in this cell alone and wait to be called for slave attendence.'

No. Not at all. The thought hadn't near crossed Qui-Gon's mind...til now. What was that? That didn't even sound like his voice. He didn't have time to dwell on it as Anne turned with a nod and the doors closed. He sighed and sat in the dark room on the bunk.

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Obi-Wan sat up from his lieing position on the hard little bunk as the doors opened. He'd been there for two hours or more and when he saw it was Anne he was glad to have some company. Even if that company carried a bowl of slop and an injection for him.

"Hey Obi-Wan. How are you holding up?"

She asked placing the tray on the sink.

"As well as could be expected I guess."

He replied as she sat beside him on the bunk with the injection but didn't move to actually inject him.

"Are they all this fancy?"

He asked after a second of silence. She smiled and laughed replying,

"Oh well, some have more mold then this but otherwise they're all the same."

Obi-Wan laughed a little then it faded as did hers.

"Is my master near here?"

He asked.

"I can't tell you that, I'm sorry."

Anne said really looking sorry for not being able to answer the question.

"Give me your arm."

She added reaching for the skin cleaner on the tray only a few feet away.

"That's alright, I didn't really think you could."

Obi-Wan said as she scrubbed a portion of skin above a vien.

She glanced up at him then back to her work.

"I'll be seeing him in a minute do you want me to tell him anything?"

She said just hardly above a whisper. Obi-Wan remembered the guards outside the door.

"Just ask him for ideas and tell him I'm fine when I know he ask-s.- Owe!"

He jerked his last word's end as she injected him.

She smiled at him saying in a normal voice.

"I know, no one likes needles."

He gave her a small smile as she stood.

"Eat your 'food' tonight. You'll have to work by morning but I'll be in to see you before you're called."

She said going for the door.

"Ok,..."

Obi-Wan replied glancing at the slope in the bowl grimacing as she left.

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Jesi looked at Anne Theran in the mirror. Tilting her head she muttered,

"Good night Anne."

And pulled the fake skin off, pulling off the voice chip, removing the contacts, and lastly taking off the wig allowing the gold hair to fall to her shoulders.

"Jesi has work to do."

She smiled a little at her *real* reflection.

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Obi-Wan only moved his eyes to see who was coming in at this late hour. He sat up when the loud laughing echoed and banged a long the walls.

"So boys, who do we have tonight?"

One of the four men slurred. They stank of liquir and certainly sounded very drunk.

"Ah, the new dog, the Jedi."

Obi-Wan looked to their hands. Each had a pipe, electric rod, or chain. He stood, his muscles already tense with the instinct to defend ones self. But, he knew..this would really hurt.

tbc......

Note:

Heh, i really could of put up the next chapter cause it was ready but I'm not just yet. :) Sorry but i have to let you have some suspense here. Don't hurt me or anything it'll be up Friday night i should imagine, at the VERY latest Saturday afternoon. Alright well, hope to see you again! Til then.

~Elli