Well, everybody, if you read the first chapter, beware, I am changing the beginning of this one and the ending of the first chapter. I'm making Bant come with Obi Wan to find Qui Gon. This is a short story so it is only going to be 2 chapters long

On with the story…

Obi Wan helped Bant pack her bags, then set of toward their transportation. "Obi Wan, do you have an idea of where Qui Gon will be?" asked Bant.

"No, I don't, really. But I have a feeling he'll go to where Tahl died. He'll be there to get some clues and then head off after Balog, "Obi Wan replied, " but I hope we can get there soon enough."

They talked for awhile, wishing time and the ship could go faster. They ate dinner then went to bed. They would come out of hyperspace in a little while, so they decided to rest up a bit. When they arrived, they got out and looked around, and saw a ship that looked like the one that Balog had escaped in.

"Balog's ship! Bant, that's Balog's ship! He's here! Qui Gon must also be here to!" Obi Wan practically yelled.

"Obi Wan, be quiet, and listen. We can't be loud around here, or somebody might notice! Let's just look around here for clues. Qui Gon probably is here, so let's go into that place, right over there," Bant pointed to a little shop, or, it could be a bar.

"Gosh, Bant, you pick the best places to search, I might as well congratulate you on that, "replied Obi Wan, sarcastically.

Bant glared with amusement at Obi Wan. "What, you scared of something?"

"Of course not, its just Qui Gon probably wouldn't go into that kind of place. I would want to find Qui Gon BEFORE we find Balog."

"Fine, lets just get this over with, then."

They walked over to the door and peered their heads in. It looked empty, but there was tables turned over, glass and water all over. They sensed nothing wrong, so they went in. They went to a man cleaning up, who looked like the barkeeper.

"Excuse me, but have you seen a man about this height," Obi Wan made hand motions way above his head, "with long hair, a beard…"

"You talking about that guy who just a blank expression on his face? Oh sure, he was here just a couple of nights ago. He came looking for a man also. That man he came looking for sold me that ship out there. Ain't she a beauty? That man with the blank expression just missed that guy, so he left right after I told him. I suspect you gonna do the same?" the barkeeper asked.

"Ah yes, that explains all that. Thank you. Do you have any idea of where the man went?" Obi Wan asked.

"Ah sure, just a town down west from here, a little ways. The man asked me where the first man went who told me where he went so I told him…does this make any sense?

"Yes that does make sense. Well thank you for your time, we will be going now," Bant said.

"Wait, just a moment, kids. I'm a old man, and just a little before you came, one of the biggest fights broke out here, broke almost all my glass…can you help me pick it up? I'll give you a few credits you might need to use along the way."

"We…" "Of course we'll help," Bant interrupted Obi Wan, "those credits might come in handy, Obi Wan."

They started working with a reluctant Obi Wan. They mopped and picked up the glass for about an hour and then the old man gave them twenty credits each.

"I'm gonna say this: that man you are going after…well I would say…needs some help," the bartender said. "He looks like he was having an internal conflict. Bring him back to the world, kids, because we don't want another cold blooded murderer around here. That man he was chasing, what was the name…Balog? Well, I got some stuff out of that man, he said, '"That man, Balog, he killed someone I know, and now, I'm going after him…"' then he left. So, help him, kids."

"We will try, mister. And thanks for everything, really," Bant said.

They left the bar and went to their ship. Obi Wan looked at Bant and said, "That man sure knows how to read a person. I wonder how…"

"He must be a mystery reader. People who read mystery novels get to notice many things around them," Bant answered, "he should become an author or something."

"Figures. Let's get this thing going. I want to get there as soon as possible."

They left the little town and flew off into the west.

Qui Gon looked around his surroundings. He knows that Balog is in the same town as him, and Balog probably knows that he is following him, so he must act fast. Something told him what he wasn't doing was right. Maybe, thought Qui Gon, I should have stayed at the temple. I shouldn't be here without Obi Wan, I shouldn't have left. But, he was here now, he should face the consequences.

He got out of his ship, and looked toward the little town. He heard a ship approaching and he turned to look at it. He used his force senses to see who was in it. He sensed…Obi Wan? With Bant? They must have come to find him and bring him back! He put a shield over his mind and leaned back into the shadows of his ships. The ship passed him, and he walked toward the tiny town. He mustn't let Obi Wan and Bant get in the way, or let them meet up with Balog. He quickened his step.

Obi Wan could sense his master, but just a little bit. He knew he was here, but Qui Gon was trying to shield himself from him. Obi Wan felt a little hurt, knowing that Qui Gon could sense him but was ignoring him. The put the ship in the docking bay, and went into the town.

"Is he here Obi Wan?" Bant asked.

"Yes, he is. Along with Balog, I think. Qui Gon can sense us, but he's not letting me sense him. He put up a mental shield, "replied Obi Wan.

They looked around for Qui Gon and Balog, but found no trace. It began to get dark so they decided to get back to their ship. While they were walking, Obi Wan spotted a figure moving in the distance. He was wearing the brown cloak that Qui Gon wore, so Obi Wan guessed it was Qui Gon. He motioned to Bant with his hand and pointed to the figure, and she figured out was he was trying to say. They followed him to an alley, trying not to make a sound and trying to cover themselves with the force. But the figure had guessed who they were so he force jumped to a building.

"Ahh, Bant, he noticed us! No use covering us up now! Let's follow him!" Obi Wan ran after Qui Gon with Bant hot on his heels. They jumped up to the building. Obi Wan made it, but Bant didn't quite make it. She grabbed hold onto the railing and Obi Wan helped her up. They ran after him, jumping building to building, when finally Qui Gon went into one. Obi Wan and Bant ran toward there, opened the door, and raced down the stairs.

"Qui Gon! Stop! Please! We want to talk to you! Do you have any idea what you leading to yourself?" Obi Wan yelled down the stairwell. He finally gave up and jumped down the middle of the stair way. He landed on the bottom in a crouch. Qui Gon then force jumped over Obi Wan. Obi Wan turned around and ran after him. Qui Gon ran into a room, only to be stopped by a gun pointed straight at his head.

"You thought you were gonna get me this time, huh, Qui Gon?" Balog said, standing against the wall with a heavy powered blaster. "Well, think again. Your head will be implanted with a blinding pain. You might as well say goodbye. And I'll take that. "Balog took Qui Gon's lightsaber from his belt and aimed it at Qui Gon.

Obi Wan! Stop running now! STOP! Qui Gon sent through their force bond.

Obi Wan stopped in an instant. Qui Gon was just a couple rooms ahead of him.

Obi Wan, Balog is right here, in front of me, with a gun pointed at my head. I was too distracted. You and Bant go to the room after this and pop in. I'll see if I can delay time. I can't use my lightsaber. I won't make it. I should have listened to you in the first place. Please forgive me Qui Gon sent.

Master, I forgive you completely. Bant just caught up with me and we're going around the back. See you then Obi Wan sent back.

"Bant, Qui Gon is in there with Balog. Balog has a gun on his head right now, and Qui Gon is sorry for what he has done. We'll go around the back and go through the door, using the force to cover ourselves. Let's get this done with, shall we?" Obi Wan said to Bant. Bant nodded her head in approval and they snuck to the back door.

Qui Gon looked at Balog. "Well, are you happy now, that you have caught me and no one is here to witness it so you can just go away?" he asked.

"Yes I'm happy now. After your dead, I'm going to live on a nice peaceful planet," Balog said. "Any regrets you have to say there? Say any last words?"

"I'm sorry for leaving my padawan alone and being such a horrible person."

"Aww…well…say your prayers, "Balog aimed the gun at his head and put his finger on the trigger and turned on the lightsaber…just as Obi Wan stepped in the room. Balog turned and thrust the lightsaber in Obi Wan's direction. Obi Wan turned on his lightsaber and knocked the lightsaber away.

"Hold it there, buddy. Did you really think I wouldn't know that someone would be here with you?" Balog pulled the trigger in Qui Gon's direction. A shot rang out and Qui Gon tried to dodge it, but it caught him in the arm. Searing pain crept up his arm and he knelt while clutching the wound. Just then, glass could be heard breaking overhead, and Bant landed on Balog. She rolled away and Obi Wan got his lightsaber and brought it down on Balog's head. Balog slumped forward and Qui Gon looked at Obi Wan. He walked toward Obi Wan and put a hand on his shoulder.

"Obi Wan, I want to thank you for coming after me. You did a brave thing. And you too, Bant. I want to thank both of you, "Qui Gon said. They left with Balog, who they would turn over to the Republic. Obi Wan took care of Qui Gon's arm, and they left for the barkeepers place.

Obi Wan and Bant went to the barkeepers place to return the credits, which they didn't use, and to say goodbye.

"Keep the credits. They may do you good someday. And its good to see you people have smiles on your faces. And that man too. Do you have any suggestions to do with the place…? Maybe I should sell it and became a book writer…."

Bant smiled, "You should. We ought to be going now, so we'll see you later."

Obi Wan Kenobi and Qui Gon Jinn, along with Bant, left for Coruscant, waiting for the new day to bring whatever they would have to face.