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A groan emanated from the couch.

"Durray? Duri?" A half-familiar voice brought Duri to consciousness. Rolling over onto her back, she cracked her left eye open. And immediately shut it due to the searing pain brought on by the light. She involuntarily groaned again. "Hey, how are you feeling?" Another groan and a ground out "Fine."

Qui-Gon chuckled. "Sure you are...Here, this will help some," he said as he administered the hypo. "Any better?"

"Yeah," She cracked her eyes open again. Better, but still not good, she decided. Suddenly something dawned on her. "Where am I?" She struggled for a moment to get up, but was pushed back down. Wait a minute, that face is familiar..."Master Jinn?" She asked, still squinting.

"Yes, it's me," He tucked the blankets back in around her as he sat on the edge of the couch. "They didn't have room in the Healer's Wing, so they sent you here."

"Oh," She shifted in her blankets. "Thanks."

"Sure. Now why don't you get some rest?"
Durray yawned. "Yes, sir." She turned over as he got up. "No wait," Qui-Gon could feel her worry as she tried to sit up again but was once again restrained. "Is Natasha okay?"

"Your Mon Calamarian friend?"

She tried to nod but it hurt too much. "Yes."

"She's fine, now go to sleep," Qui-Gon sent a Force suggestion along with his command.

"Yes, Master–" was all she had time to get out before she fell asleep.

Terrence choose that moment to enter the room. He raised an eyebrow.

"It's not what it sounds like, Terrence. It is my title, you know." Although it seemed right anyway...

"Whatever you say, Master."

Duri yawned and studied the holo-checker board. Qui-Gon realized his mistake too late as his charge tripled jumped him. Duri massaged her temples, trying to get rid of her monster headache. "King me."

After doing so, the Jedi Master took his turn. "Does your head still hurt?" Duri nodded. "I'm sorry. Ah, Terrence, nice of you to join us," He said without looking up. "I was just–" He stopped mid-sentence as the initiate in front of him beat him in one move then calmly turned off the game. He heard Terrence chuckle behind him.

"Nice one."

A shy "Thanks." was all he got in response.

Durray glanced at her chrono and got to her feet. "My twelve hours is up, I guess I better get going." She folded the blanket and laid it over the back of the couch. After glancing around to make sure she would leave nothing behind, she rose her hand in farewell. "Thank you, very much sirs. I hope we meet again. May the Force be with you."

"And with you," Terrence said as she let herself out. "Hope she feels better soon, I could almost feel her headache from here."

"I could..."

"So, what were you going to tell me Master?" Terrence turned to his master when Qui-Gon didn't respond. "Master...?" He waved his hand in front of his master's face. "Hellooooo...?"

"Huh? Oh, I don't re–" He ran to the door and opened it quickly. "Durray! Hold on a moment!"

Terrence just smirked. //I told you so, Master.//

Duri turned around.

//I told you so, Master.// Terrence stood at the door to his master's quarters, watching.

//Shut up Terrence, I'm busy.// "Duri, I was thinking and..." He trailed off. "Let me start over here," Qui-Gon took a deep breath and asked. "Durray Kha'jhoai, would you like to be my apprentice?"

She had thought he would never ask. "Yes, Master."

Terrence smirked and sent again. //I told you so.//

The End

Let me know if you want to see the sequel.

-Adria