Title: Poison's Relief

Author: Mlinyaia

Disclaimer: I don't own these characters silly, I'm just letting them have a little fun in a new environment…..you know a kinda character vacation :P

Chapter 1

He laid his head back, resting it on the top of the speeder seat. Obi-Wan Kenobi, the 16 year old Jedi apprentice, was tired of missions. He hoped deep down that he would have a break from the dangerous missions, the ones like his current one. He sighed, "Will we be back at the transport soon Master?" he asked his Master, Jedi Knight Qui-Gon Jinn.

"Soon, we are near the outskirts of the woods now Obi-Wan.' Qui-Gon looked down at his Padawan. A slightly worried look glinted in his eyes. Mace Windu turned to look at him; the Force had alerted him to Qui-Gon's concern. Things were not looking good for Obi-Wan, and both Master's knew this. Mace slammed his foot on the speeder's accelerator pedal and willed to Force to aid him in increasing the speed, but he knew it was already at its maximum speed. Qui-Gon turned and concentrated all of his attention on Obi-Wan. They sat there in silence for a few minutes, listening to the slight hum of the sand speeder as it sped out of the woods.

"Master I think I'm going to be sick again."

"Ok Obi-Wan, don't worry." Qui-Gon heaved himself out of the seat careful of his leg. He lent on the top of the front passenger seat, supporting his weight from his leg. He reached forward and grabbed a small plastic bowl from the seat. He gently placed it on Obi-Wan's trembling knees, He held the teenage boys shoulders, supporting them from falling forward with the force of his body retching into the bowl. This went on for a few minutes, Obi-Wan lifted his head and wiped his mouth, "I'm sorry Master."

"It's alright Obi-Wan, you can't help this." Shock crept into Qui-Gon's caring gaze as he felt Obi-Wan's body go limp.

"Obi-Wan!" There was no response. Qui-Gon felt his neck for his vitals, relief flooded him as he felt a strong pulse. He must have fainted. He moved the bowl from Obi-Wan's lap, emptying the contents over the side of the speeder with one swift flick of his hand. He propped Obi-Wan's legs up on the side of the speeder and laid his head on the seat. The blood carried the precious few nutrients Obi-Wan had left in his body back to his brain. There was a small groan from Obi-Wan, he opened one eye.

"Obi-Wan can you hear me?" Obi-wan gave a slight nod his eye still not fixed upon anything indefinite. "It's ok Obi-Wan you just need to rest." Obediently Obi-Wan relaxed and slept a weak and dreamless sleep.

"Is he really ok?"

"No Mace he needs urgent help, I cant bear to see him like this."

"I know Qui-Gon; we will help him the Force wants it, that's why I was nearby at the time. You should rest now; I will keep an ear out for him, take care of your own injuries he will need you on the journey home."

"As you wish Mace." Qui-Gon laid his head back and closed his eyes, "Oh and thank you." He slept a dreamful sleep, a torture of past events.

"Obi-Wan, we must be careful. Our enemies are hiding in the woods; we must stay focused and stick to the plan."

"Yes Master."

They cautiously and swiftly walked into the woods. The plan they had decided upon was to circle the assassins. Ahead Qui-Gon spotted one; she didn't blend too easily into her surroundings. She was a tall red Twi'lek, she stood waiting next a fallen decayed tree trunk. The second half of the plan was for Qui-Gon to run ahead and distract the assassins, Obi-Wan was to run in and capture them either in a close circle if there were are group, or to restrain the single assassin so his Master could securely restrain them.

Obi-Wan waited, after a few minutes he heard the unmistakeable sound of a female's voice. There were threats and yells all directed at Qui-Gon. Good, she's completely distracted. Suddenly Obi-Wan felt a slight disturbance in the Force It's probably just nerves. Obi-Wan secured his moment and ran, he tackled the woman to the ground, as they fell Obi-Wan felt a small sharp pain in his upper arm. He looked and saw a small poison dart. Qui-Gon ran in, he placed the stun cuffs around the woman's wrists and pulled her up. He expected Obi-Wan to stand, but he just fell back to the ground.

"Obi-Wan what is it?" Tears were falling down the young mans face he was scared out of his mind. Qui-Gon looked in his hand, nestled inside was a small poison dart.

"Qui-Gon……Qui-Gon" Was all he could manage. "Qui-Gon…"

"Qui-Gon" Mace said waking the Jedi Knight. "We have reached the transport, I will carry Obi-Wan, can you make it if you lean on my arm, that way we can make it aboard quickly?"

"Yes Mace."

Mace eased Qui-Gon out of the speeder, he bent down and picked up the deeply slumbering Padawan. Qui-Gon reached out and grasped Mace's arm and hopped along to the transport, leaning on Mace with a great deal of need. The trio made it gradually to the transport. The hatch closed and the transport heated up its engines and took up into the atmosphere; its occupants glad to be leaving.