Running
"Obi-Wan! Come back here, you little rascal!" Qui-Gon raced after the rapidly running youngling. Obi-Wan had learned to walk a few days ago, and now he was running all over the place. Obi-Wan was an early walker at nine months. Most just took a wobbly step or two at this age. They were in the gardens, spending a little time together. Obi-Wan giggled and sprinted past an artificial stream that ran through the large greenhouse. He slipped on a puddle on the cobblestone path and fell sideways onto his right elbow. Obi-Wan shrieked in pain. "Obi-Wan!" Qui-Gon knelt beside the child and lifted him onto his hip. Obi-Wan wailed louder. Qui-Gon gently pressed the sore elbow, and Obi-Wan screamed. "We need to get you to the Healers." Qui-Gon decided.
He dashed down the corridor to the Halls of Healing. He burst into the room, and a Healer came running in.
"What ever is the matter?" she exclaimed, taking in the screaming child and Qui-Gon, cheeks red and breathing hard.
"I... think... his... elbow is... broken," he explained, gasping for breath. He handed Obi-Wan to the Healer, then followed her down the hall to an exam room. Half an hour later, x-rays had been done and Obi-Wan's arm had been wrapped in a cast. The Healer had given him painkillers, so his arm was pretty much numb. The Healer handed him to Qui-Gon, who placed him on his hip.
"Bring him back in three weeks. It should be healed by that time." The Healer instructed. "If he feels discomfort, give him one of these pills, crushed and dissolved water or juice. He can have one every four hours."
Qui-Gon took the packet of medicine that was held out to him. "Thank you." he walked out of the healing ward and back towards the crèche. When he arrived back, Ali Alann appeared in the doorway.
"What happened?" he asked worriedly, looking at the cast on Obi-Wan's arm.
"He slipped and fell in the gardens. The Healers said he should be fine in three weeks." Qui-Gon replied, shouldering past Ali Alann into the crèche. The crèche Master followed.
"I just put the rest of the younglings down for a nap. Obi-Wan should probably join them."
Qui-Gon glanced at Obi-Wan, who was slumped against his shoulder. "Yes, you're probably right." he laid Obi-Wan in his crib. He awoke and reached towards Qui-Gon. He looked at Ali for permission. He nodded. Qui-Gon picked up Obi-Wan and then sat in a nearby rocking chair. The small youngling laid against his chest while Qui-Gon rocked back and forth. Obi-Wan curled his fists in Qui-Gon's tunic and fell asleep. Soon after, Qui-Gon couldn't resist the sleep that was tugging at his eyelids. He closed them and fell asleep. Ali Alann looked at the pair. Obi-Wan laying on Qui-Gon's chest with hands clutching his tunic, Qui-Gon's head resting on the back of the chair, with one hand placed protectively on Obi-Wan's back.
They'd make a great Master-Padawan pair when Obi is older. Ali thought to himself.