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It's been two weeks since obi-wan had this nightmare. And two weeks of Qui-gon running in and comforting the disgrace padawan. Now Qui-gon sat with his grandmaster as Tahl stayed with his nine years old padawan.
" Master, I may not get versions in my life, but he keeps getting the same ones each time. This gonna mean something." Master Yoda placed down a cup of tea and sat in front of his Grandpadawan.
" Hmm, in motion the future is. Pass it will." Qui-gon rolls his eyes.
" Maybe this time it will happen, master." As he took a sip of the tea. Almost spitting it out because it Yoda famous swamp tea
" In the dream, does he tell you?" As he too sip his tea.
" Only in parts, but one thing never changes." Placing the cup down.
" Tell me you should."
" It's a man in black and red armor and a red cape being surrounded by others in armor. And he was holding something obi-wan said he couldn't see because he woke up before anything else happened." Silence fills between the masters.
" Hmm meditate on this, I will. Go back to your padawan, you should."
Qui-gon left Yoda's apartment, letting out a sigh of frustration. Master Yoda didn't help his quest on helping his poor padawan. Maybe if he asks master Sifo-Dyas he could help, but he is off-world right now.
Opening his door to his apartment. Tahl sat on the couch with obi-wan wrapped in a blanket like a burrito. Obi-wan is eating a cookie a little too big for him. Which made his padawan look adorable.
Tahl looked up at Qui-gon," look obi-wan, your master is back." Obi-wan looked up, but continues to eat his cookie.
" Thank you Tahl, for staying here."
" Any time, Qui-gon." She ran her hand through obi-wan hair. Qui-gon walks to the couch and crouches down in front of obi-wan.
" Have you had a good day with Tahl." Obi-wan nodded as he finished his cookie.
" We had a lovely day, we made cookies and watched some documentaries about animals." Tahl said with a smile. Obi-wan reached out for Qui-gon. Qui-gon picked up his padawan still in his blanket.
" It's getting late, little one, I need you to brush your teeth and get ready for bed. Can you do that?"
" Okay." Qui-gon helps Obi-wan out of the blanket. Leaving both adults alone.
" Did master Yoda help?"
" No, that old troll didn't help. He just said ( in motion the future is) force that doesn't help." Tahl chuckled.
" That was a great impression of Yoda."
" I really hoped he could help." Qui-gon sat down next to Tahl. Staring at the restroom, where obi-wan is in.
" Qui-gon, why not take him to a place." Qui-gon looked at Tahl.
" Like Dex's Diner?" Tahl shook her head.
" No, like off planet." Qui-gon jumped up.
" I can't do that, he is far too young and he is tiny. And force you to see his face. People would try to take him. And he too trusting of people and-." Tahl grabbed his shoulder.
" Qui-gon calm down. You're acting like a mother tooku. If being here doesn't help, maybe being somewhere fun or anything could help." She passed him a map.
" Use this, let obi-wan pick the planet and both of you have a fun adventure."
" Thank you Tahl. What would I do without you?" Tahl placed a kiss on his cheek.
" You would be a disaster without me. I'm gonna go." Qui-gon sat back on the couch. Obi-wan came out of the restroom.
" Obi-wan, come here please." Obi-wan sat next to his master.
" What is that, master?"
" This is a map of different planets." Turning it on.
" Why?"
" Because Tahl said this could be fun for the both of us." Obi-wan looked unsure about this. Lending onto Qui-gon side.
" It will be fine," Giving obi-wan a reassurance even though he was unsure himself.
" Okay, where are we going?"
" Well my little imp, you're picking." Obi-wan's eyes widened.
" Really!"
" Yes."
Obi-wan finally picks a green planet. The planet has a luscious Forest and a great culture. Mostly singing and dancing are the main things. Once a year in a town, almost all the Locals do a musical of their culture.
After their research, obi-wan was asleep on Qui-gon. Putting away all the things and picking his padawan up. Carry him to his bed.
" See you in the morning."
Obi-wan was bouncing on his toes with excitement. Qui-gon couldn't help his smile.
" Calm padawan, we are almost there."
" I know, master, but this is my first, well, second planet I've been to." Qui-gon let a hand out to Obi-wan and his padawan grab it. They walked out of the ship. The city was bustling with people, hoping to watch the musical.
" Come padawan we need to catch the train."
They walked in the train packed with different species. Qui-gon found a seat for one person. He didn't want his padawan sitting alone. Walking through people, he sat down and picked obi-wan up to let him on his lap. Obi-wan sat there happily.
As they sat there, Qui-gon noticed people looking at him. More specifically his padawan, who is unaware of it. Qui-gon pulls obi-wan close to listen closely to the people.
" Is that a Jedi?" One whispered.
" If he is a Jedi, who is the baby on his lap?"
" Oh my gosh, it's a padawan. Look at the braid."
" Wow I didn't know padawan could be that tiny."
" Dammit I want to pinch those adorable cheeks."
Qui-gon held down a laugh. Obi-wan moved to hide his face in Qui-gon.
" Yes, little one?"
" When will we get there?" Muffle in the robe.
" Soon little one." Patting his head. They waited there, but something caught Qui-gon's attention. A darker voice was quickly talking to one person.
" How much do you think the kid is?"
" A lot of credit for the red hair and how young it is."
" And it is a padawan that will sell for millions." They both chuckled to themselves. Qui-gon couldn't do anything with people around. So he had to keep an eye and ear out.
Qui-gon held onto obi-wan hand when they left the train. Obi-wan is still blissfully unaware of the danger that is lurking around him. Nothing happened for three straight hours of walking around and watching the musical. The people sing and dance through the crowd. And Obi-wan having the time of his life.
But then an explosion went up. Qui-gon picked up his padawan. Obi-wan clings onto him with the sudden panic in the force. He ran when three slavers try to circle him. He ran to the edge of the town. Placing his padawan down.
" Obi-wan I need you to run in the forest."
" What about you!" Fear was in his padawan eyes.
" Don't worry about me. I'll take them out, but I need you to be safe. I will find you when I'm done. Okay." Obi-wan nodded. He ran through the forest as Qui-gon ran back to the town, not seeing another slaver running past him and after his kid.
Obi-wan ran as far as he could go. Stopping to catch his breath. He was about to sit when he saw someone coming towards him. Obi-wan jumped back up and continued to run. As he ran, obi-wan didn't see the hill.
Tripping on the roots of a tree. Obi-wan fell down with a Yelp. Tumbling down the hill. Obi-wan lay there face down. Footsteps came up to Obi-wan. He pushes himself up to face the person. Finding that it was a couple of people in armor. One he recognized immediately.
The person in his dream was standing in front on obi-wan. The man spoke in a language obi-wan never heard.
One of the armor people was saying something to the man. Even in armor obi-wan could tell they're staring at him. Another man came up to him, saying something and walking towards obi-wan.
That man didn't feel right. When that man came up to Obi-wan. Obi-wan got up and kicked the man in the crotch. The man fell down in pain. Taking this chance, obi-wan ran away from them.
Running to a hole in the wall that is small enough for him to fit. He crawled in the hole and waited, hoping they were going to leave. And hoping for his master to come back.
Wait
Wait
Wait
Wait
Wait
All this emotion had exhausted Obi-wan, nothing else to but wait, he started to close his eyes , not knowing the people barely finding his hiding place.
Jaster Mereel turns it off his thermal tracker on his helmet. Him and his group found the hole where the ad was hiding in.
" Jaster, is the ad in there?"
" Yes." Jaster crouches down and slowly pecks inside to find the poor ad must have fallen asleep. The ad curled into itself, covered with some cuts and bruises. Nothing for a little trip to the medic would help.
Jaster Mereel slowly maneuvers the ad out of the hole without waking them up. Everybody gasps at the ad.
" Are they alright!" Jaster cradles the ad in his arms.
" Yes I think they'll be fine after we take them to the medic." Jaster was about to walk when of his men stopped him.
" Sir look, the ad has a braid." Pointing at the braid.
" It's a jetties, more important it a ik'aad jetties." Everybody whispers to one another.
" That doesn't change anything. Jetties or not they are still an ad. Let's move."
" Elek Mand'alor." But staying it in a whisper to not wake the ad up.
Jaster Mereel talks to the medic.
" The ad hurt his leg when he kicked Montross which was hilarious." The light blue Togruta looked over the pad. She couldn't get rid of her smile.
" Is that all the injuries?" Sitting next to the ad.
" Minus his fall. He's alright, but my big question is when the ad Buir."
" Jetties don't have buirs."
" You know that's a lie, we may not like them, but they are as protective as we are about our ads." Jaster nodded.
" That is a good question. I'll make one of the Scouts to search for the ad Buir."
" Good, I need somewhere so if you don't mind to stay with them."
" I will." The togruta left Jaster alone with the ad. He grabs one of his blasters to clean it for a bit. In four minutes the ad started to whimper. Jaster places his blaster.
" Ad, are you okay?" The ad whimper grew louder until they started to scream. Jaster thinking fast picked up the ad. Rocking them slowly to wake them up. Like he used to do for jango.
" Shh, it's okay, shh." He kept on comforting until they woke up. The poor ad clings onto Jaster like Jango did.
" It's all right, I got you."
" You can't trust Montross!" The ad pleaded. How did the ad know Montross! And why is he bad?
" What are you saying?"
" H-he bad a-a-and he tr-trying to le-ad you to a tr-ap."
"How would you know?"
" I ke-ep seeing it ev-ery night."
" Had you buir help you with this." The ad gave him a confused look.
" Buir, you Guardian."
" You me-an my master?" Jaster whinst at the word.
" Ya that."
" He always comforts me when I get them. And I get hot chocolate too."
" That's good." Jaster just cradles the ad. He notices the ad wants to say something, but stops himself.
" Is there something on your mind?"
" What does Buir mean?"
" Oh right you don't know. Well buir means parents."
" Master does feel like a dad to me. Sometimes he calls me son." The ad gave Jaster the most precious smile.
" You seem really calm now."
" You don't feel bad anymore, and you feel warm like my master."
(Crap this ad is really trusting of me that fast!)
" Thanks ad, but back to that nightmare of yours. How did you know about Montross?" The ad hid his face in Jaster's chest.
" I need to know please."
" You yell his name out."
" That's all you need to tell me, but one more thing." The ad looked up to him.
" I never got your name."
" I'm obi-wan."
" It's nice to meet you obi-wan. I'm Jaster."
" It's nice to meet you too." Jaster pulls obi-wan on his lap. Obi-wan snuggle close to his chest. Jaster mind couldn't stop thinking about Montross.
Montross had been his right man and friend for so long. It was strange that Obi-wan said don't trust him. And Obi-wan seems to never lie about this kind of expectation. Jaster let out a sigh.
(I'm gonna need a team to check if obi-wan is right.)
(Can't figure how to write this part so for now skip and later I'll add Qui-gon sense)
" So if we are careful, we can see if this is a trap. Any questions." Everybody looked at one another.
" Um Buir, I have one question."
" Yes jango."
" You have an ad with you." Jaster moves obi-wan to be more comfortable so obi-wan can eat his snack in peace.
" Yes I do, is that a problem?"
" No it's just, why?" Jaster stops to think about that, why is obi-wan away from the temple. He should be back to his home
" obi-wan why are you here instead of the temple?"
" Master and I went here for adventure." Jango let out a little huh under his helmet.
" Here is your answer."
" Buir why did he say that! And why are you so calm?" That made Obi-wan flinch from Jango raising his voice, Jaster pat obi-wan back keeping him comfort.
" Because obi-wan is a jetties." Everybody laughs at Jango's new discovery of the situation.
" Now Tyree." A mandalorian in purple armor came up to him.
" Elek Mand'alor."
" Did you contact the jetties?"
" Elek, I don't know how many are coming back one man looks ready to get over here." They walked back to their spot.
" Thank you, obi-wan, ready for your Buir to pick you up." Obi-wan smiled and nodded.
Qui-gon, Yan, Yoda and Tahl stand at the edge of the mandalorians camps, waiting to get Obi-wan back. Qui-gon was basically fidgeting in place. Tahl grabs Qui-gon's hand and squeezes his hand.
" Qui-gon, calm down."
" How can I be calm when my child is still there?"
" You mean our child!" Tahl raise an eyebrow at him.
" And my grandkid you lost." Dooku added.
" Really master!" Qui-gon turned his head to Dooku, who was smiling at him.
" Great grandchild obi-wan is to me, hm." Yoda added too.
" Not you too." Yoda whacked Qui-gon shin.
" What was that for!"
" Losing my great grandkid you did. Deserve it you do."
" Great." Rubbing his shin. Then he felt obi-wan reaching out for him. A group of mandalorians came out with Mand'alor holding on to Obi-wan. Obi-wan's eyes landed on Qui-gon. They stopped in front of them with obi-wan ready to get out of Mand'alor's grasp.
" I'm guessing you're obi-wan Buir." Mand'alor asked. Qui-gon didn't know what he just called him.
" The guardian, Qui-gon is." Yoda spoke up, then hit Qui-gon again to make him move forward. Obi-wan is now trying to get out of Mand'alor grasp. The man finally placed Obi-wan down and Obi-wan bolted to Qui-gon.
Qui-gon fell to his knees to catch obi-wan in his arms.
" Thanks to the force you're alright." Obi-wan buried his face in Qui-gon's shoulder. The other walked next to Qui-gon.
" We thank you for protecting obi-wan." Dooku pat obi-wan head.
" Yes well, you jetties should take better care of your ad."
" Yes, he should have taken the situation better than what had happened." Qui-gon just held onto obi-wan.
" But because of this whole situation, your ad saved my life." All the Jedi looked at one another with confusion.
" What do you mean?" Tahl asked.
" He had a nightmare and told me to not trust someone I thought I could trust. We investigated him and found out the plot to lead me into a trap." Mand'alor took off his helmet giving them a warm smile.
" Without him, I would be in that trap. Thank you." He bowed his head to the Jedi. Qui-gon smile and bow his head to the Mand'alor.
" No thank you, I don't know what would happen to my padawan without you helping him." Obi-wan moves his head to smile at them.
" Now because we protect him, I have one condition." That made the Jedi's concerned.
" Obi-wan had to keep visiting us."
" Why?" Dooku pipes up.
" Because all of my men keep trying to adopt obi-wan. And I don't blame them, you Jetties have the cutest ad I had ever ment. You should be thankful for having him." Obi-wan's face started to turn red.
" So you're saying, obi-wan has to keep meeting you."
" When you put it like that it sounds bad, no better than we can build an alliance with the Jedi. We all know our history isn't that good." Jango joins with his Buir.
" But because of obi-wan we think this old fuse should end." All the Jedi look at obi-wan then back to Jaster then to Yoda. Yoda had his eyes closed. His ears twitch up and open his eyes.
" Agreed with this I do. Build a new friendship we should, but agree with this obi-wan does?" Everybody's eyes went to Obi-wan..
" Everybody has been nice to me. I like to keep talking with Jango too!" A little squeal came from Jango.
" It's settled, we will create a new era for us and the Jetties." Yoda nodded.
" New era this is, listen to Obi-wan, I should have." Qui-gon got up with obi-wan.
" It's okay." Yoda sighs and shakes his head. Obi-wan never blames people for their faults. Even if it had something to do with him.
" Now, take obi-wan home you should. Stay here to talk with the Mand'alor I will." Yoda walks past Jaster.
" Come now, much to discuss there is." Jaster looks back at the Jedi's. They just shrugged to his dismay.
" Let's go home,You little imp." Booping obi-wan nose.