"Father?" Leila burst into the apartment. "Father?" She ran through but found it empty.

She found her Father and Obi Wan in the training ring, fighting.

"Father!"

Qui-Gon turned.

Obi Wan dove in and moments later, had Qui-Gon disarmed.

Qui-Gon turned. And laughed. "Your skill grows each day, Obi Wan. Well done."

Obi Wan tossed Qui-Gon's lightsaber back to him. "Thank you, Master."

Leila entered the training ring. "Father, I need you."

"What's wrong?" asked Qui-Gon.

Leila hesitated. But the story poured from her and she gave him the hologram. "He's in danger. And I must go."

Qui-Gon's face was gentle. "We'll go."

Obi Wan said nothing.

"I'm sorry I didn't tell you." Tears filled Leila's eyes. "I was afraid you'd be hurt. That you'd…"

Qui-Gon held her close. "You mustn't cry."

But Leila burst into tears. It had been a while since she had cried last.

Qui-Gon stroked her hair. "Of course I'm not hurt. Or upset. And you're right. We must go help him." He wiped the tears from her face. "Come now, wipe your tears. We must leave quickly."

"Thank you," whispered Leila.

"Obi Wan," said Qui-Gon without taking his eyes from her face. "Take Leila and get ready to go. I'll program these coordinates into our ship."

"Yes Master. Come on, Leila." Obi Wan hurried her from the ring.

Qui-Gon stood there for a moment and then he looked at the hologram and left the training ring.

Mace was waiting for him at the ship. "Are you alright?"

"Of course," said Qui-Gon. "I'm worried for her though. I'm afraid of what she might find."

"Be careful, Qui-Gon."

Qui-Gon opened the ship and entered it. He sat down in the pilot's seat and installed the hologram, containing the coordinates. Then he turned the ship on and watched the lights come on all around the control panels. "Are you sure it should just be us three that go?"

"Yes," said Mace.

Qui-Gon stood. He wet into the hold and checked through the engine.

"Make sure you have enough fuel."

"We do," said Qui-Gon as he came back up. "We're ready."

Obi Wan's head came around when he heard a crash and the shattering of glass. He sighed and finished buckling his boots up. Slowly he peeked around the corner of his bedroom door. There was no one in sight. He moved quietly down the hall and stopped at Leila's open door.

Leila's hands where shaking so bad she couldn't even get her boots fastened.

Obi Wan's hands closed of hers. "Leila, pull yourself together," he ordered. "You're no help to your Father, me or Darth Toruan like this. Look at you. You're a mess."

"I-I just can't. I can't f-face him."

Obi Wan knew Leila stuttered only when she was frightened or upset. He picked up her foot and placed it on his knee. Quickly he fastened the buckles. Quietly he did the other. He set her foot on the ground. "Fix your hair," he ordered softly.

Leila looked around. "I lost my brush," she said softly.

Obi Wan looked around. He picked the brush up from the dresser and gave it to her. "What broke?"

"The mirror. I dropped it. I-It slipped."

Once he was sure she was brushing her hair, Obi Wan cleaned up the broken mirror. He put it in the trash and then found her a clean black robe.

She finished and tied her hair back. She took the robe he handed her and put it on.

Obi Wan handed her lightsaber. "Let's go."