Mace walked down the hallway carrying the almost asleep boy. If anyone had seen it they would have laughed at the odd picture they made. Mace was still fully dressed, carrying a 15 year old padawan with legs and arms falling everywhere. Obi-wan didn't even blink when Mace picked him up. It was another part of the tradition. When Mace was there he carried Obi-wan back to his quarters instead of trying to wake the boy. As he entered Obi-wan's section of the quarters he thanked the force again for making sure they were located so close to Yoda's own quarters. Though he suspected it was less of the force and more a meddling green troll that arranged that. He keyed the door (which was set to admit him) and carried Obi-wan to bed. He gently disentangled him from the blanket he had been wrapped up in and tucked him into bed. After making sure he was covered and that Qui-gon was still sound asleep, He gave a force suggestion to Obi-wan to sleep with no dreams. With a final look back he shut the lights off and exited the quarters.
The short walk back did little to cool his annoyance. He tried, albeit unsuccessfully to release the feeling into the force. The fact that Qui-gon was able to sleep through such a disturbance troubled him. Qui-gon should have realized the visions were happening along time ago. If nothing else he should have realized his padawan was having nightmares and come check on him. It worried Mace, because that meant that Qui-gon was blocking the bond from his end. And that was not acceptable. Mace shook his head. There was nothing do be done about it. They couldn't bring him before the council because to do that they would need to expose Obi-wan. And the child did not need that much of a burden added to his already heavy load. He looked up and realized he was back at Yoda's quarters, but before he could ring the chime the doors slid open.
He looked down at the diminutive master for a moment before heading to the kitchen to put on some stim tea. He had a feeling they were going to need it. Judging by the demeanor of Yoda they were going to need a lot. He then walked over to Yoda and seated himself next him. "We need to let the council know about what Obi-wan saw." Yoda looked up at the much taller man. "Know this I do. Rising the darkness is. Somewhere. Location I know not." "I believe that we should call an emergency session of the council." "Do this you will. Tell them we will not of where the vision came. Hurt Obi-wan it could. Add to his problems I will not." "I agree. They need only know that the vision occurred and that we verify it's validity. But you must realize Obi-wan can not continue to hide this ability. Sooner or later someone will notice." "Yes. Understand this I do. Hope I do that Qui-gon will help him then." "I as well. It would be...unfortunate to have to separate them, but we cannot afford to loose Obi-wan." "No. True that is. Loose him we will not. Jedi is Obi-wan. No other path is there for him. But broken he could be. Good that would not be for the future."
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The next morning Obi-wan awoke to the annoying sound of his alarm going off. After a minute of unsuccessfully trying to figure out what in blazes was making that noise he realized it was his alarm and reached across his bed to shut it off. With a yawn he slowly pulled himself out of bed and staggered to his tiny 'fresher. After a quick cold shower he felt awake enough to tackle getting dressed. He pulled his last set of clean robes out of his drawers and proceeded to get dresses. He was just putting on his belt when the first flash of the day hit. He continued dressing as the flash (which is what Obi-wan called the hundreds of 'mini visions' he saw during a day) played out in his mind's eye. Obi-wan was unfortunately all too used to having this happen to him. They were visions of what was going to happen in the near future. A padawan finally winning a sparing match. Which was what he saw in this one. Or of a child getting lost from the creche. They varied from instance to instance. Obi-wan had become very good at picking out the most vital and being on hand when they happened. He had learned long ago not to directly influence the people they would happen to. Oft times just the fact that he was there was enough. He had discussed it with Yoda and Master Windu. They felt that the peaceful visions were a gift from the force to make up for the time it sent him in to full prophecies and the other force shoves, as they had been deemed, for him to be in a place at a certain time. Whatever they were he cherished them because they grounded him and reminded him that the force was always in balance. He finished dressing by pulling on his over robe. They would be going to a council session. It would not be appropriate to show up in his everyday tunics. He grabbed his light pad and his com unit and headed down the short hallway that connected his quarters to his master's larger ones.
Obi-wan walked in to see Qui-gon entering the living area from his sleep chamber. Obi-wan spared a moment of wishful thinking that he could awaken in the mornings as easily as his master did. But he shook his head. He had never done well in the mornings. Either from visions or just that fact that Obi-wan was a night person. He admitted to himself that while Qui-gon did better for morning meetings Obi-wan fared much better at late night sessions than he did. So in a way they balanced each other out. Or they would if it weren't for the fact that Qui-gon constantly shut him out and made it all but impossible to work as an actual team. It was more. 'I say, you do' than anything else. But Obi-wan couldn't really fault his master. He knew that Qui-gon was uncomfortable around him. And unless Obi-wan wanted to explain why Qui-gon felt uncomfortable around him, he was stuck with dealing with things as they were.
All these thoughts passed through Obi-wan's mind in the time it took to head to the kitchen area. There were no fresh provisions due to the fact they had been away on a long diplomatic mission. But there was cold cereal and there was fresh juice in the refrigeration unit. No doubt that was Yoda's doing. Obi-wan seated himself and began to eat. Not long after Qui-gon also sat down be he only had a cup of tea. "Do you have your report for the council, Obi-wan?" He said as he sipped his tea. "Yes Master. It's all here." This was said as he waved the light reader. **It also has all of my visions experienced while we were away on here. But those are encrypted and classified. Not that you would want to read my report any way** the though flashed through Obi-wan's head. But said though stayed behind the shields that had never been released from the day they were erected. On the day he told Yoda of his first vision.
As Obi-wan continued to think of that first meeting Qui-gon took in his apprentice. Obi-wan looked rather tired still. He probably would need several more nights of uninterrupted sleep before he was back to his normal self. Obi-wan had dealt with the majority of the issues of the negotiation on the mission. The Alurians felt that of the two of them Obi-wan was the more perceptive to what both sides wanted. The fact that they had made it perfectly clear from day one that they wanted Obi-wan to negotiate and not him still bothered him. He couldn't understand why though. Obi-wan had lived up to their expectations admirably. He had managed to create a treaty between the two factions that NONE of them had an argument with. It looked like it would last for generations. So why did he feel like something was wrong instead of pride in his apprentice's accomplishments? He just could not understand it. He looked up from his report that he had been reviewing, again, and saw that Obi-wan had finished breakfast and seemed to be reviewing his report as well. Funny, Obi-wan's seemed quite a lot longer than what he had expected. But before he could pursue that line of reasoning the chrono chimed and he realized they needed to get going if they were going to make the session on time. He stood up and spoke. "Come on Obi-wan. It's time we headed to the council chambers." Obi-wan stood as well. "Yes Master" And with that they headed out of the quarters and down the hallway.
