Obi Wan stared at her. "But…"

Docent turned and left, closing the door behind herself.

Obi Wan stared at the closed door. Bruck had lied! Leila had…Bruck had gone and told the healers…Obi Wan had only stood there…

Obi Wan jerked the door open and ran out. He went to the front of the Temple and asked. "Where's Leila?"

"She's been sent to the Senate on a mission for Master Windu."

"When will she be back?"

The Jedi behind the desk shrugged. "Who knows?"

Obi Wan sat down slowly on his bed. He knew he couldn't tell them that it had been Leila, not him, that had given Bruck the beating he so richly deserved. He tossed and turned, unable to stop imaging the sight of Bruck's triumphant face when he learned of Obi Wan's fate.

Suddenly, there was a soft knock at his door.

Obi Wan bounded out of bed and jerked the door open.

His friend, Bant, stood there, just looking at him, not saying a word. The young Calamarian girl wore a green robe that set off her salmon-colored skin. She looked at him with her large silver eyes for a long moment. And then past him at his packed bags, "You weren't going to say good-bye?" She blinked back huge tears. "You were just going to leave?"

"I've been assigned to the Agricultural Corps," he said, hoping she'd understand how humiliating it was for him. "I wanted to say good bye but…"

She shook her head. "I heard you were going to a planet called Bandomeer."

So everyone knew already. Obi Wan nodded dully. Suddenly Bant lurched forward and gave him a fierce hug.

"Yes, that's where I'm going," he said. His heart was sitting at the very bottom of his heart. His fate had been decided and it was not the fate of a Jedi. He was to be a farmer.

Bant frowned and stepped back. "It will be dangerous. Did they tell you it would be dangerous?"

Obi Wan shook his head. "It's just Agricultural Corps. How dangerous could it get?"

"We are not to know," Bant said softly.

"We are to do," finished Obi Wan. It was a phrase they had heard many times from the Masters, when they were asked to do tasks that they could not understand the significance of.

"Miss you, I will," said Bant, echoing Yoda's strange way of talking. She was blinking back her tears.

"So sorry, I am," said Obi Wan. He tried to smile but couldn't.

In answer, Bant hugged him again and then turned and hurried away to hide her tears.

Leila stood in the Supreme Chancellor's chambers. Valorum smiled at her and handed her a silver box. "There you are."

She smiled. She had been forced to spend the night in the Senatetoral Complex. While Valorum had worked all night to compiled Mace's files. And the sun was just rising. She bowed. "Thank you, Chancellor."

"Always a pleasure to see you, Leila Jinn," said Valorum warmly.

She took the box. And was gone.

Obi Wan rose well before dawn. He said good-bye to Garen Muln and Reeft, two boys from different sides of the galaxy who had become inseparable in their years in the Temple.

All through the morning meal, Reeft, a Dreselian with an abnormally wrinkled face, kept saying to everyone at the table, "I don't mean to sound greedy, but may I have your meat?" or "I don't mean to sound greedy, but…." As he looked pointedly at some puff cake or drink.

Obi Wan was not hungry so he ended up giving Reeft most of his meal.

"It won't be so bad," said Garen. "At least you're going on an adventure." Garen was always restless, ready to go.

"And you'll be around food," Reeft added with a grin.

"Who knows where each of us will end up?" Bant added. "The missions to come will be different for each of us."

"And unexpected," said Garen.

Obi Wan nodded absentmindedly. He was listening to the conversation from Bruck's table. "Always knew he wouldn't make it," said Aalto, one of Bruck's friends. Obi Wan's eyes flickered when he heard that and he turned. Bruck stared at him, daring him to pick another fight.

"Don't mind him," said Bant. "He's a fool."

"You wait till Leila gets back and hears what happened," said Garen. "She'll fix him.

Obi Wan turned away with a half smile. That was a satisfaction to him. For when Leila did indeed get back to the Temple, even if he was already gone, Leila, he knew, would thrash Bruck within an inch of his life, then she would probably drag him to the Council Chamber and in front of the Masters, finish the thrashing. That made his smile grow even bigger.

Suddenly, a huge black Barabel fruit plopped on the table near his tray. The juice from it splattered everywhere.

Obi Wan didn't move a muscle, he simple stared at it for a long moment. Then he pushed it over to Reeft. "Here you go, Reeft."

Leila came up the steps of the Jedi Temple.

"Leila, it is good you have returned," said Jedi Master Kit Fitso. "There's trouble."

Leila stopped, the silver box in her hands. "What do you mean?"

"Obi Wan Kenobi, your little friend, is leaving."

Leila almost dropped the box. "What! But he has a month still!"

Kit shrugged.

"What happened?"

"He beat Bruck up pretty badly."

Leila's eyes narrowed. "Says who?"

"Bruck, did of course. He went to the healers and they reported to the Council of Masters."

Leila's eyes narrowed dangerously and her eyes flamed. "Did he now?" she hissed. She looked at the box in her hands. "Do you know where Master Windu is?"

"Yes, he's…"

Leila handed him the silver box. "Can you take this to him please? Tell him it's from me."

Kit took the box. "Of course."

"Are they still at breakfast?"

"Why…Yes, I believe so." But Kit found himself talking to thin air.

All heads came around as Leila opened the dinning hall door.

Instantly Obi Wan stood. "Leila!"

She ignored him completely. Instead she marched toward Bruck, her violet eyes burning.

Bruck was sitting with his back to her, but his friends sitting with him, saw her and stopped talking. Bruck turned. His face actually went pale.

Leila grabbed him by the collar of his robe and jerked him out of his seat and dragged him from the room wordlessly.

The whole dinning hall remained silent for a long moment, then it exploded into laughter.

Obi Wan stared at the door where Leila had gone. Then he slowly sat back down with a smile.

"What…What are you doing?" shouted Bruck as he struggled.

Leila stopped and shook him so hardly his teeth clacked together loudly. "You fool!" she hissed. "You foolish fool!" She continued down the hall and went right into the room of a Thousand Fountains. "You lied! You lied and you know it!"

Bruck's hand came up and wrapped around her wrist. He squeezed it hard.

Leila didn't even stop.

Suddenly Bruck's wrist popped loudly and he gasped.

Leila let go of her Force hold.

They came around a corner and there was Mace Windu and Yoda. They where in a heated discussion but stopped when they saw Leila, dragging Bruck.

Mace instantly rose to his feet. "Leila…"

"Don't," said Leila in a dangerously calm voice. "Don't say anything, please." Her voice was respectful but even Mace Windu knew better than to push her. She stood silent for a long moment.

Yoda however, was not daunted by his apprentice. "Choking him you are," he said calmly. "Put him down, Padawan."

Leila tossed Bruck to the ground with a careless strength. "Do you have something to say to my Master, Bruck?"

Bruck said nothing.

"Do I need to beat it out of you?" asked Leila calmly.

Mace watched her carefully for signs of anger or rage, but surprisingly, saw none.

Bruck kept his mouth tightly shut.

Leila reached down and grabbed his arm. She raised it to the light and showed one of his scars. "Would you like to tell Master Windu where you got that?" She shook his arm until it looked as though she was ready to tear it off.

Neither of the Masters interfered. Both students before them had anger problems. One knew how to keep in control, the other…Leila was who they where watching.

Bruck sprang up with a snarl and ripped his arm free. He grabbed his lightsaber. "I don't like to be touched!"

The moment he had touched his lightsaber, Leila had her's out and it was glowing.

Mace and Yoda exchanged glances.

"Tell them!" she said calmly. "Tell them how it was me who beat you last night."

Bruck charged forward and was instantly beaten back. Leila raised her small black booted foot and knocked Bruck's legs out from under him. She placed her lightsaber at his throat. It was not set to mortally hurt him but it would be a nasty burn.

"Leila, that's enough!"

The two masters turned. Leila didn't move, she kept her eyes on Bruck. Bruck's eyes slid sideways. He had never been so glad to see anyone in his life.

Qui Gon was standing on the path. He hurried over and grabbed Leila's arm and pulled her back.

She lowered her lightsaber.

Qui Gon fixed her piercing gaze which she met steadily.

"What happened?" asked Qui Gon.

"I thrashed Bruck last night and he went to the healers and lied to them."

Qui Gon's eyes went to Bruck. "He lied?"

"He lied and said Obi Wan did it. And now they're sending him away."

"That's not so!" Bruck bounded to his feet, his blade still raised.

Leila's eyes narrowed and she jerked free from her Father and charged at Bruck. She was getting ready to burn him when a firm hand wrapped around her arm and jerked her back again. She glared at her Father.

"Enough," said Qui Gon, with a voice that left no room for argument.

Leila stood there a long moment. Then she lowered her weapon. She held Bruck's gaze. Without words, she let him know she was not finished with him. She shut off her lightsaber.

Bruck turned and left the room.

Mace sat down. "Leila, you must learn that it is not up to you to punish others."

"He lied," said Leila without even looking at Mace. "When Master Yoda left, Obi Wan did not draw his lightsaber again."

"Then it was you who gave him the beating," said Mace.

"It was." Leila's head came around. "What of it?"

Yoda's eyebrows rose. "With anger you must not fight."

Leila smiled slightly. "I fought with no anger. Will Obi Wan be allowed to stay and fight for my Father?"

Qui Gon's eyes narrowed.

Yoda nodded. "Yes."