Title: Poison's Relief

Author: Mlinyaia

Disclaimer: Not my characters no profit made.

Chapter 15

Bant was waiting patiently for her turn. After nearly an hour of waiting a Healer called her in. Bant pushed open the door to Obi-Wan's room. Qui-Gon was wiping Obi-Wan's brow with a damp cloth. Anger ran through her mind once again at the thought of someone doing this to her friend.

"Calm yourself you will, fail you will if clouded by anger you are." Yoda warned. Bant reached out to the Force and released her anger into it. "Good, begin we will now"

Bant walked over to the chair, she reached out and instinctively held onto Obi-Wan's hand. Qui-Gon was touched by the love he felt from Bant, "You have a good friend in her Padawan." He placed his hand on Bant's arm. "Thank you for what you are doing." The healers prepared the needle to be inserted into Bant's arm. Bant looked up from Obi-Wan and let out a gasp as she was given an unexpected warning from the Force when she saw the needle. Concerned, all eyes in the room turned to her.

Bant looked a little embaressed, "Sorry, I guess I was just a little scared by the needle." She replied. I know it's not the needle that caused the disturbance, what is the Force trying to warn me about? She pushed away any doubts she had, she needed to help Obi-Wan, nothing would get in the way. The healer gave her a reassuring look as she inserted the needle into her arm.

"Okay Obi-Wan we are ready when you are. Bant I will stay with you, don't worry nothing will happen to you but we just want to make sure." The healer said with a reassuring smile. Bant squeezed Obi-Wan's hand, "Just one more time, then you can rest Obi." Nodding she felt Obi-Wan gather the Force around him. Obi-Wan concentrated, he was so tired and weak but he found strength from knowing that this was the last time he needed to ever do this he hoped. He focused on the toxins and slowly they were guided into the tube. Bant felt the toxin close by, closing her eyes she focused hard and clamped her Force signature around it and slowly took over from Obi-Wan and completed the procedure.

"You can rest now Padawan, sleep well." Qui-Gon said, but Obi-Wan was already sleeping, he stood near to him and stroked his forehead and wiped the tear stains from his cheeks.

The healers took the needle out of Bant's arm, "How are you feeling Bant?" Bant didn't reply, she felt hot, too hot for someone of her species. Opening her large eyes she was hit with a wave of dizziness. Panic seized her and she clung blindly to the Healer's arm.

"Are you ok?" She shook her head trying to clear her head, she gasped as she tried to cool her body down. The fire that was raging inside her body was parching her skin removing its essential moisture. The dried skin began to crack and flake, she screamed in agony and passed out into the arms of the healer and gasped for breath through dry, sore lips.

"Move out the way! Bant! Stay awake Bant!" The healer screamed as she carried the girl down the corridor. She burst open the door to the nearest fresher and ran to the shower. Turning the cold tap on as far as it would go, she sat in the shower holding Bant in her arms, trying to wake her up. Bant's eyes fluttered open and she tried to focus on the healer.

"W-what ha-happened?" She asked weakly. The healer helped her into a sitting position, she saw the young girl shivering and shrugged off her cloak placing it around her. "You became dehydrated, how did you feel before you passed out?" Bant huddled into the cloak to get a little warmer.

"I felt hot, really hot," her voice was quiet, barely a whisper. "then I felt like I was burning, pain." She stopped and placed her hands to her head, "tired..sleep?" it was intended to be a question but she had already slumped into the Healers lap and was sleeping silently while the water dripped down her body.

Obi-Wan awoke a few hours later, he felt a reassuring warmth in his hand. "Master?" Qui-Gon's face appeared in his line of sight. "How are you feeling little one?" Obi-Wan scrunched his face up as he tried to fully wake up. "I'm tired master," He then realised that he could move his arms and legs with bearable discomfort. "Master! It doesn't hurt much! Master! It's working!" And then with only a small grimace on his face he reached out and hugged his Master. Tears running down his cheeks no longer from pain but from joy.

"Is Bant ok Master?" Obi-Wan's attention being drawn back to just before he fell asleep. "I heard...I heard her screaming, what happened Master?"

"Obi-Wan, Bant is ok. The only sideffect of the toxins were that the person receiving them got a slightly warm feeling in their body. Bant reacted to this added heat badly. It caused her to dehydrate and she needs to be kept in to be monitored. She will be ok though. If you're feeling up to it maybe we can ask to go see her." Obi-Wan thought this all through carefully, "Yes Master I would like that." Qui-Gon helped him into a sitting position and then held him tightly as he stepped onto the floor. Obi-Wan held onto the bed to steady himself, Qui-Gon let his grip relax but was quick to react as Obi-Wan's legs gave way underneath him and he fell onto the cold tiled floor.

"I'll go fetch you a hover chair and we will be on our way." Obi-Wan nodded reluctantly, disappointment obvious in the stare he gave him Master. Qui-Gon did not overlook this. He bent down to Obi-Wan's eye level, "Padawan you are still recovering, you haven't been as active as you used to be. Your muscles need time to build up strength and you need to rest. It will take time for you to completely heal but you will. Now lets go and see if we can find that friend of yours." Qui-Gon helped Obi-Wan into the chair and they found the nearest healer. Obi-Wan was wheeled into the room where Bant was, Qui-Gon stayed outside to respect the two friends privacy.

The room they were in was damp, the moisture in the air causing a swirl of mist and haze to form around the room. Bant was sitting by the window, wearing a green sleep tunic.

"Hey Obi-Wan." Her voice a little bit shaky and not as confident as it usually was.

"Hey Bant, how are you feeling now?"

"I should be asking you." She replied with a small chuckle. "I'm ok though just a little shaken still."

"I'm much better." Obi-Wan let out a sigh.

"Something's bothering you, can you tell me please." replied Bant, after seeing the rejected look in her friends eyes.

"Master Qui-Gon should have left me, I don't deserve to be his Padawan let alone a Jedi." He closed his eyes to stop the flow of tears that were ready to fall at any given chance. "Bant I nearly turned, I was so close to the Dark Side, I felt its power whats there to stop him from turning me away. He won't want me even more now, I'm pathetic I can't even stand on my own. Why would he want a crippled Padawan, a weak Padawan." The tears he tried desperately to stop falling broke free from their barrier and landed in his lap.

Bant stood and walked towards Obi-Wan, placing an arm around him and hugging him.

"Obi-Wan, Qui-Gon loves you. You are more than worthy of being a Jedi, it wasn't your fault you were poisoned, and the fact that you came back to the light shows that you are stronger than you think. Qui-Gon will stay with you through your recovery, if that was his reason for leaving you he would have left you the minute he heard of your illnesses." Obi-Wan looked up to stare into the large shimmering eyes of his friend. "I'm sorry for hurting you Bant, I should never have let you have the toxins, I knew it would hurt someone." Hugging him even tighter Bant replied, "Obi-Wan don't be so silly, how were we to know that the side effects would do that to me and theres no harm done. When your Master has been cleared by the Healers, I am going to have to pass the toxins like you did from me into him, until then all I have to suffer is the boredom of this wet room. Speaking of which you should be going, all this dampness could cause you problems and you're still recovering. Remember Qui-Gon loves you, he will never leave you I am certain just look into his eyes whenever you doubt that, the truth lies there." Returning the hug Obi-Wan bid farewell to his friend as she wheeled him out of the room.

"How is she Padawan?" Qui-Gon enquired.

"She's fine Master, she told me of your little plan."

"Well its the least I can do for my Padawans best friend, and it is my fault she had to step in. Now how about we return to our quarters, it's been a while since we've been there. We can start on your recovery, and first we will build your strength by getting some proper home cooked food into you, not this bland soup the Healers are so insistent on giving you. Then you can rest in your own bed, without fear of the pain you used to have. You will be well in no time little one, I'm going to help you."

How can he help me, he must hate me having to be there for me all the time. Just look into his eyes whenever you doubt that, the truth lies there the words Bant spoke echoed through his mind. He lifted his gaze and stared into the blue eyes of his Master and within them he saw all the love, care and pride he had for Obi-Wan. Smiling he simply said, "Master, lets go home." Obi-Wan began to drift to sleep but managed one last thought before he succumbed to it.

/Thank you for everything, I love you Master./

/I love you too Obi-Wan./

Qui-Gon smiled, placing a hand on his child's shoulder and pushed the child out of the Healing Wing, hoping not to return for a while at least.

Sorry for the long delay, exams and homework and university interviews kind of took over my life, the end has finally come, hope it was ok please let me know. So yeah thats it, I feel kind of sad that its finished but it had to end eventually. One final thank you to Geri K, Jedimastersandy, i luv ewansmile, Snowfur, monkyluvr, SKSexton and JackGirl for all of the wonderful supporting reviews you gave me over the past year and a quarter! Without you I would have stopped a long time ago! Thanks for keeping me inspired. I hope to see you reading my other fics soon if you feel like it.