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Chapter 13~ Memories or Imagination

Obi-Wan sat in a small room in the back of the ship that the council provided for him and his master. Looking out the window he set his gaze on a nonexistant object somewhere among the many stars and just stared. Obi- Wan was only vaguely aware of the sinking sensation that engulfed his senses and eventually blurred his eyesight. He was glad Qui-Gon was piloting the ship manually and had not come back to check on him. Not that it would have been such a bad thing, he just didn't want to let his master see him cry. To tell the truth, Obi-Wan didn't even know why he was crying. Perhaps it was the emotional strain he endured while on Gynin, maybe it was from fatigue, he wasn't sure. Curling up on the small sleep-couch, Obi-Wan closed his eyes and fell hard, into a nightmare.

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It had been a long trip for Qui-Gon. The mission itself wasn't the problem, it was the company. The master sat in silence wondering why the council had sent him and his apprentice to Gynin. Surely they had to know that Wayne was there. Had they made it a test for Obi-Wan? He wouldn't put it pass them, but the boy was far too young for that sort of thing. Xanatos had met his father on his last mission, but that was to be a last test, to see if he would turn on his jedi training, his master, he did, and failed. Qui-Gon sat up and rubbed his face. The aging jedi was getting tired, so he put the ship on auto-pilot and went to see if Obi-Wan was asleep yet.

Walking into the room he left Obi-Wan in, Qui-Gon's eyes fell on his sleeping apprentice. Concerned he walked quickly over and put a hand on his forehead.

He was on fire. Matted hair stuck to the sweat forming on his forehead.

Carefull to not bring the boy more discomfort, Qui-Gon moved him over on his back.

"Obi-Wan? Padawan, wake up."

A muffled sound came from the boy and he slowly opened his eyes.

"Obi-Wan how do you feel?"

"Not good master."

Hurring to the 'fresher, Qui-Gon got a cold washrag and wiped his padawan's face.

"Master, my mother says hello." And he fell asleep

Qui-Gon only sat there looking down at the young boy who was his mothers son in every sence of the word. He looked and acted just like his former apprentice. Olivia would have loved to see her son grow up to the man he was sure to be. Although Obi-Wan's last statement made him wonder he didnt worry about it.

"Hello Olivia."

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Trying to get the feel of the story again. Hope this will keep ya all in line until I can type up some more.

~Steph