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Chapter Two

Qui-Gon Jinn was not in a good mood. He knew that as a Jedi master he should not hate, but he could not help but feel a certain… distaste (yes that is the word) at going to the healers. For the healers meant one of two things. One that he had foolishly injured himself and was forced to stay in a bed longer than necessary. Or two somehow his Padawan had hurt himself had he had to stay with the boy until he was well again.

Either way Qui-Gon hated the healers ward, yet for some reason he was willing going to that dreaded place. Qui-Gon Jinn was on his way to his yearly check-up.

As he approached the healers ward he felt something in the back of his mind. Reaching there he found that it was his apprentice, Obi-Wan was broadcasting loudly over the bond. However Qui-Gon was not able to pick up what he was feeling. His emotions seemed to be jumbled.

/Obi-Wan?/ he questioned through the bond as he pushed the doors leading to the healers ward open.

However he stopped dead when he saw what was waiting on the other side of the door. There was his apprentice cast and all, standing with his two friends and Healer Ackerley looking at a data screen.

"Obi-Wan?" Qui-Gon asked confusion clouding his voice.

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Obi-Wan whirled around. There standing behind him was his master. As if on instinct he took a step to the left and stood in front of the data pad blocking it from his master's view.

"Master?" Obi-Wan questioned back at his master, thoughts running through his head. "What are you doing here?"

Meanwhile behind him Garret and Band were trying to sneak away while Healer Ackerley thought about how he was going to get out of this one.

"I should be the one asking you that." Qui-Gon responded, looking at the boy curiously "Why are you here Obi-Wan?"

Obi-Wan's mind was running a mile per minute; he couldn't lie to his master… but to tell him what he had discovered…

"I came to see something master. However I am done and I was just leaving." Obi-Wan said taking a step forward.

"What were you looking at Obi-Wan?" Qui-Gon was curious now as he held up his hand to stop his Padawan.

"Oh nothing really interesting…"

"Obi-Wan…" Qui-Gon said in a threatening way.

Obi-Wan flinched and stood aside. Qui-Gon moved forward to look at the data pad.

What he found was a list of names starting at number one; at the very top of the list was…

"Obi-Wan, what is this?" the Master asked, puzzlement written on his face.

"The Record, Master." Obi-Wan said looking at his master in worry.

"The record for what?" Qui-Gon demanded.

Obi-Wan seemed at a loss for words, glancing at his master he looked over at his friends for help. His two friends looked between their friend and his master, they seemed unsure of how to approach the situation.

Bant finally spoke up, "Master Jinn, they are the records for most visits to the healer's wing…"

Qui-Gon for a moment stood, not understanding looking at the girl incomprehension clear on his face. Then it dawned upon him. Whipping around he scrutinized the data pad again.

For a moment no one moved. The whole temple seemed to have gone still. Then Qui-Gon spoke his voice hard, emotionless.

"This can't be right."

"I am afraid it is…" Ackerley said gravely finding himself brave enough to jump into the conversation.

"How?" Qui-Gon demanded suddenly, "How is it that MY Padawan is first on the list…"

"Well you see Obi-Wan already had the most trips to the healers before he was a Padawan so when he became one those factored into…"

"Injuries? Before!" the master said looking at his Padawan as if the boy was going to fall over any second.

"Well Kenobi was brought to the temple sick, when he was two he broke his leg, also at two he caught peptomaltronytus, then at four he…"

"Stop, stop!" Obi-Wan spoke up; he noticed his master had gotten paler.

"Why didn't I know about this?" Qui-Gon exclaimed horrified.

"Well Master Jinn all that was before he was your Padawan so…"

The healer stopped when he felt the Master glaring at him. For another moment no one spoke. Then Qui-Gon whirled back around to look at the data pad. Turning around again he looked back at Ackerley.

"By how much?" Qui-Gon asked his voice stiff.

"Excuses me?" the confused response came.

"By how much is Obi-Wan currently in the lead?" The tall master's voice was terse and his arms were folded.

The healer looked at Obi-Wan for a second as though asking for forgiveness, and then he spoke his voice quiet "Thirteen visits."

"WHAT!"

"Fourteen if you count this one, but this one should not really count…"

Qui-Gon looked close to having a meltdown. After all his Padawan had not only broken the record, but he was the only one in the current generation of Padawans who were in the top twenty.

Bant and Garret were standing in the corner watching the scene with interest wondering what was going to happen next.

Obi-Wan just stood, his still healing arm dandling to the ground, wondering if he was ever going to be able to leave the Temple again…

Before the next step was taken the doors of the healers ward flew open, in walked councilor member Mace Windu.

The councilor was looking a bit angry; however when he saw Qui-Gon in front of him his face took on an exasperated look.

"There are you Qui-Gon!" The dark skinned master exclaimed "What on earth are you doing! You missed your meeting with the council! You and Obi-Wan have a mission…."

Obi-Wan questioned why the earth didn't just swallow him whole now.

Tbc…

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