First chap = disclaimers.
Short fill-in chappie before the next installment.
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A pensive group sat outside of Obi-Wan's room. At Luke's suggestion, they had taken Ben back to the apartment instead of going to the hospital. The lack of proper identification would have been hard to explain to the authorities.
As it was Jaina, Jacen and Leia were still filing reports as to the incident. As far as they had been able to determine, the group of kidnappers had been planning to kidnap Tenel Ka and use her for ransom. The plan had been in the works for months.
This, however, was not what was preoccupying Luke's mind. While questions ran rampant through his brain, he was absolutely certain that Qui-Gon had called Ben "Obi-Wan." That coupled with the lightsabers more than proved that the two men were not who they claimed to be.
Somehow, the fact that they were Jedi had relaxed the atmosphere. It certainly explained a lot about them. While it raised questions on its own, it only brought good questions.
The soft whoosh of a door opening interrupted Luke's thoughts. The personal physician Mara had gotten stepped out.
"He'll be out for a few more hours. Lucky Kid, that one; he could've killed himself. As it is, he just needs to be careful and get some rest for a bout a week. Change his bandages every six hours and he'll be fine."
The doctor moved towards the entrance and Mara walked with him slipping him extra credits to pay for his unorthodox house call.
Han frowned as Mara paid the man, "I'd sure like to know where she found a slightly shady doctor that's that good."
"Perhaps you shouldn't wonder, Han. It might get you in trouble," Luke replied as he moved towards Ben's room. He peeked quickly inside before returning to the living room.
"He's sleeping right now," Luke stated.
Qui-Gon lifted an eyebrow at his inane statement. Luke shifted uncomfortably. It was safer to have Mara grill Qui-Gon about the lightsabers and Jedi tricks than to do it himself. He was not certain he wanted to ask the one question that was burning in his mind while he was in front of the others.
Mara did not hesitate to break out into questioning, "So, do you care to explain what happened tonight?"
"You know as much as I do," Qui-Gon serenely replied.
Mara narrowed her eyes, "You know what I meant. I refuse to believe that you don't."
"True enough. I am not a smuggler. I am Jedi Master Qui-Gon Jinn. My apprentice called me when he was in danger. I responded. We were greatly uncertain of your motives, so we elected to disguise the truth from you, to give you another point of view, if you will."
Mara huffed in slight admiration, "I'm thinking that Luke is going to have to restructure his opinion of the Jedi. You seem to be a touch sneakier than what we believed."
"Actually, you would find that I have quite the reputation for being a rebel. Obi-Wan would no doubt inform you of this fact in great detail were he awake."
A tense feeling entered the room as Qui-Gon finished his sentence. Mistaking the reason for their discomfort, he hurriedly began to speak, "I assure you that being questioning of the decisions of the council in no way means that I am tainted with the darkside…"
"What did you call the Kid?" Han's voice was hoarse as he interrupted Qui-Gon.
"He called him Obi-Wan, Han. Same as he did when he was shot. But, Yoda trained the Obi-Wan we knew. It is probably just a common name," Luke's voice showed relief.
"I am not aware of Yoda training anyone by the name of "Obi-Wan." Your assumption is incorrect. Obi-Wan is not a common name, in fact, I believe that my apprentice is the only one to carry that name in the Jedi ranks."
Mara grunted, "I don't suppose he has a last name."
"Kenobi. Why?" Qui-Gon's face reflected his confusion.
"Oh, Sith Spawn. That is just plain impossible," Mara shook her head.
"Why?" Qui-Gon repeated his question.
Han looked around the room, then focused on Jinn, "Because, Obi-Wan Kenobi trained Luke's father and then Luke himself. See, it is impossible. There's just got to be another Obi-Wan Kenobi that you don't know about."
"I highly doubt that."
"Well there has to be. Obi-Wan would not have lied to me about who trained him unless there was a valid reason for hiding the information," Luke spoke earnestly.
"Yoda trained Obi-Wan as an initiate. The little green troll has a fondness for my apprentice, if you must know. Whatever has happened with time and the Force, I can assure you that that is Obi-Wan Kenobi and I, and only I, am his master. While I'm at it, I suggest you not question Obi-Wan in this manner. He is very protective of the Order, our Bond, and Me in particular. While he is an admirable student, he has yet to conquer patience and may do something rash."
Chewie roared appreciatively.
"Hey, you've got more spunk than Old Man Kenobi did at your age," Han laughed from the couch.
Luke just sighed, "I can't be the father of my own mentor, of my father's mentor. It's just…"
"Painful to think about?" Mara supplied.
"Agreed, but it is not our place to question the Force. We must live in the moment," Qui-Gon interjected.
"That doesn't sound like what Ben would say," Luke said tiredly.
"Indeed not, my padawan and I have some debates about the will of the Force. However, I can assure you of one thing."
"And what is that?" Luke asked.
"That I prevailed upon him enough to get you trained. The Obi-Wan in there would have a heart attack should you mention starting to train someone at ten let alone eighteen."