1.1.1.1 Hi people. I was going to make this entry three chapters, but something has come up and I didn't have too much time. So sorry its kinda short.

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1.1.1.4 Emotions



Qui-Gon was not prepared for Z's reaction. She was dealing with too much and collapsed on the spot. She covered her eyes with her hands and dropped to her knees.

"I knew something was wrong." She choked fighting tears. "I lost Mik already. I can't loose another friend now." She looked up tears now streaming down her paled face.

Qui-Gon walked over and leaned down on his knees. " I know this is though." He said gently. "You must stay strong for him." He inched closer to her and the two embraced in a hug. After a minute she pulled away and wiped the hair from her face.

"I know. It's just... I.." She cut off. "I'm acting ridiculous." She said shaking her head.

"No, Zae-Non, you aren't." Came a voice form behind Qui-Gon.

Qui-Gon whirled around. "Any word?"

Mace Windu shook his head. "I'm sorry, but I've come to tell you that Winna would not like either of you near the Med Ward. She said too much is going on right now. You may just get in the Healers way."

"WHAT?!" Qui-Gon yelled anger rising. "YOU CAN'T TELL ME TO STAY AWAY FROM MY PADAWAN WHO'S CURRENTLY DIYING!"

"Master Jinn!" Mace shot back. "Clam yourself. Is this how you portray yourself in front of Z? *And me?*"

Qui-Gon felt his face redden as he gritted his teeth together. "Mace I don't care how hard you try, but there is no possible way you can keep from my Padawan's side! HE NEEDS ME, DAMMIT!"

"Qui-Gon!" Mace half yelled clearly loosing his patients. "Either you control your mouth or I'll have you condemned to your quarters."

"You very well know that won't work."

"I'll make it work." He closed his eyes to center himself, and then turned to Z and more calmly spoke to her. "Zae-Non may I speak with you?"

Z gave a small nod and walked past Qui-Gon to Mace. The two went to a point where Qui-Gon couldn't hear them talking.

*How could Mace think he's got a way to keep me from Obi-Wan?*

Qui-Gon couldn't understand what could be wrong with his apprentice. His Padawan he was fine. Just a slight fever, but now he was dying!

*How could this be?*

Qui-Gon knew there would not be an answer from anyone, but Winna. And he wasn't allowed near her.

Or near Obi-Wan.

Z walked over to him as Mace gave one last threatening glance.

"OK, OK. I won't go to the Med Ward." Qui-Gon said picking up the Council member's message. After watching Mace leave he added. "For now."

Z let out a small laugh. "I'm with you on that one." She gave him a smile. "Qui-Gon, thank you for being here. With Mik gone I don't have anyone to turn to and…. It's just really hard. This place is so new."

"I know. Now, have you eaten yet today? Mik told me you eat about as much as Obi-Wan."

"No not yet, but I'm not that hungry…."

"Don't give me that. That's what Obi-Wan says."

As they sat down at a table Qui-Gon remembered Z was supposed to meet with the Council.

*Well it's something to talk about.*

"You haven't gone before the Council yet have you Z?"

Z shook her head. "No not yet. They said I should come tomorrow, but I have talked with Master Yoda and Mace." She took a bite of her muffin and stared out past him. "What's going to happen next week now?" She asked after swallowing the food.

"I'm sure we can postpone it for you if you'd like."

"I thought dueling Obi-Wan would be interesting." She said with a small smile. "And a challenge. You've trained him very well."

"Thank you." Qui-Gon said a tint of flattery in his voice. "I've never seen you duel Z. How did Mik train you?"

She sighed. "He taught me everything he knew. Yet he always said I had so much to learn. I really hope someone is willing to take me as a Padawan. Being a Jedi seems like a dream right now. If no one takes me as an Apprentice, then, the dream is shattered and I wake up in the streets of Courascant with no where to go. If the Temple is willing to have someone take me and I am taken as an Apprentice, I live up to what I was raised for. Being a Jedi. Then, the dream ends and my life begins." She finished and stared at her muffin. After a minute she screwed up her face. "That sounds weird doesn't it."

"No… No it doesn't" Qui-Gon said at a loss for words. "Far from weird." He was struck by the words. They seemed so deep.

*And she doesn't mind telling me all this?*

Qui-Gon's heart gave a leap as both he and Z jumped up from the table. What were they doing in the cafeteria? The disturbance in the Force told them Obi-Wan was slipping from them and they were not by his side.

Who cared what Mace said.



1.1.1.4.1 Drastic Turns



Qui-Gon raced down the hall Zae-Non at his heals. The looks from student and other Masters didn't bother him, but it must have surprised them to see a respected Jedi Master running down the Temple halls. He skidded to a halt in front of the Med Ward and flung the door open. Z burst in after him trying to catch her breath.

"Wow… you… can run…. fast." She sputtered.

"What's going on?!" Qui-Gon asked Mace who had turned when he entered. Winna was next to him with a not so surprised look on her face. It was almost expectancy.

"Winna might have discovered something." The dark skinned Council member said calmly. "Qui-Gon we will need to talk to you about it."

Z stepped forward. "You want me to leave?" She asked pointing to the door behind her.

"No. Winna and I will discuss this with Qui-Gon then if he agrees we will most definitely need to talk with you about it. Why don't you go in and see how Obi-Wan is." After Z was in the other room and the door was shut he turned to Winna. "Maybe you should explain."

"Certainly." Winna said. She turned to Qui-Gon. "Well here is what I found. A toxin was released into Obi-Wan's blood stream. I'm not sure exactly how, but you had said that Ona had cut his shoulder with a piece of metal. You thought it might have had bacteria on it. That may be, but I may have reason to believe that this metal inserted a tiny mechanism into him containing this toxin. After taking a blood sample I realized this toxin was released into his blood almost immediately after I took the device from Zae-Non's bloodstream. There is much reason to believe that if the device in Zae-Non isn't around her blood chemicals it send a reaction to this other device causing it to release the toxin into Obi-Wan."

Qui-Gon drew in a deep breath and let it out slowly. "So we may have to put the device back in Z in order for Obi-Wan to get better."

"Not only to get better, but for him to live."

"Alright. I'll get Z and you can explain everything to her." Qui-Gon went into where Z was to find her sitting in a chair next to Obi-Wan's cot. Her hand one of his, but she was staring out the window. She turned as he walked closer.

"What's going on?" She asked standing up.

"Mace need's to speak with you."

"I'll be back then." She started for the door then stopped. "Why are you looking at me like that?"

Qui-Gon raised an eyebrow. She had picked up his suspicion. "You don't seem as upset as you were before."

She smiled. "I know Obi-Wan won't break his promise. I can feel it." And with that she turned around and shut the door behind her.

*What promise?* Qui-Gon shook his head. *Whatever it is I'm sure he'll keep it.*

Qui-Gon walked over to his Apprentice. He looked so calm and at peace. He put his hand onto Obi-Wan's forehead. It was still hot. Sitting down next to him Qui-Gon could feel his Padawan's weak connection to the Force, but it surged. Obi-Wan was trying to reach out to him. Qui- Gon grabbed his Padawan's hand and held it to his cheek.

"You will be alright Padawan." He whispered. "Just hang in there... Please." A single silent tear dropped down Qui-Gon's cheek and landed onto the young boys still form. Qui-Gon ran his hand through Obi-Wan's spiky ginger colored hair and stood up. "You'll be fine my Obi-Wan."



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