Part 4

Leaving

Qui-Gon and Obi-Wan had been sitting in the café for a half hour. Obi-Wan was beginning to wonder if the girl had made it out of the hotel. He was so absorbed in his thoughts that he did not see the young woman walk in. Upon entering she looked around the room. She soon found the Jedi and walked toward them.

"Sorry I'm late," she said with a smile.

"What kept you?" asked Qui-Gon.

Her face went strait as she said, " One of the bounty hunters was waiting in the ally. His shot almost hit the target."

"Now that you're here we can get going. The space port is not far from here, only a few minutes walk," said Qui-Gon.

But Teevea was not ready to go yet. "Master Qui-Gon," she began, "I would like to tell you something…Master Starn and myself came here nearly five years ago to bring peace. Now at the of the mission actions are being taken. But the members of the former government are no longer letting Clis change. They sent the bounty hunters hoping that killing the Jedi would kill the democracy."

Qui-Gon eyed the youth, he had not been informed of all this. He had never heard of a bounty on the head of a Jedi. He replied to her statement in the best way he knew how. "Teevea we cannot control the government of a planet. As we leave today you can only hope for the best. I believe once you leave the attacks on your life will cease. Now lets get going."

Teevea was satisfied with what he said and did not halt their progress anymore.

*****

Like Qui-Gon had said it did not take long to get to their transport. As they boarded the ship Qui-Gon told Obi-Wan to take Teevea and get seated while he talked to the captain. Obi-Wan did as his master instructed. Teevea sat down and Obi-Wan to the seat beside her.

"How did he die?" Obi-Wan asked.

She looked up at him and said, "The first bounty hunter killed him," then softer, "I killed the bounty hunter."

Obi-Wan stayed quite so Teevea went on, "I had to do it. If I hadn't I'd be dead too."

"Slow down you don't have to explain. I understand."

Slowly she looked at Obi-Wan. Of course he would understand he was a padawan just like her. She decided she could talk to him, she trusted him. She would definitely enjoy his company now for she did know if their paths would cross again. As her thoughts concluded he reached over and touched her hand.

"Thank you," she said as he removed it.

Then Qui-Gon walked in, "We'll be lifting off soon."

He sat down across from the youths. They had barely made it to hyperspace when the captain asked Qui-Gon to receive an incoming transmission from the Jedi temple.