These are just little random one-shots that I will be doing about the relationship between Qui-Gon and Obi-Wan. They will be updated as often as I can, and if any wants me to expand on any of them, just say in the review :)

/words\\ = Bond speak

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Jedi Master, Qui-Gon fought every urge to sigh and roll his eyes as the delegates continued to argue and shout at each other. A mission that was only meant to take a few weeks had ended up dragging on for a couple of weeks now, with the delegates not coming to an understanding at any point soon and rebels attacking them at any chance they got.

The streets of Lurark, the capital city of Saffalore on the Outer Rim, were dark and twisting. With the added chaos of the recent discussions, one wrong move could mean a knife in the gut and all of your belongings gone…it was dangerous and Qui-Gon was all too familiar of this. Almost as soon as they had arrived, his padawan Obi-Wan Kenobi, was attacked whilst wandering through the streets and it was only due to the quick reactions of Qui-Gon and a security guard, Mena Shihudd, that they were able to stop the attack from going too far.

It was now almost seven in the evening, and Qui-Gon could see that his padawan was beginning to falter. /Obi-Wan….go and get some rest. It has been a long day and it is only going to get longer.\\ He ordered gently through their bond.

Obi-Wan gave his Master a side-ways glance as he schooled his features into looking more alert, /I can do this Master.\\ He insisted stubbornly.

/I'm afraid I am going to have to insist…no reason for both of us to suffer needlessly.\\

Obi-Wan seemed as if he was going to protest again, but at a single glance from Qui-Gon, he soon fell silent. Smiling slightly at the small amount of disappointment on his padawan's face, Qui-Gon quickly waved Mena over and encouraged her to lean over. "I'm going to have to ask that you escort Obi-Wan back to our quarters. With the recent rebel attacks, I don't want to take any chances."

/Master, I can go by myself! \\

/No Young One…I need you to do this for me, okay? \\

Obi-wan thought to himself for a few moments, before nodding and standing up from his seat. This attracted the attention of several delegates, one of whom, stood up. "Excuse me Master Jedi, but may I ask where your…student is going?"

Qui-Gon inclined his head, "I'm afraid that we keep to a very strict schedule on Coruscant. At around this time, we usually insist that the padawan learners meditate for a while before settling down for the night." He gestured to Mena, who placed a gentle hand on Obi's back in order to encourage him out of the room, "I really must insist that we stick to this schedule as today's meetings seem to need more time."

The delegate turned to his colleagues, before nodding and sitting back down. As Obi-wan and Mena left the room, he turned back to his Master and shot him a grateful smile, which Qui-Gon quickly returned before turning his attention back to the meeting.

Mena and Obi-Wan quickly strode through the corridors towards the guest wing, the evening sun reflecting off of the glass art and creating beautiful shadows along the walls. Mena turned slightly to the young boy, "You know…your Master is only doing this for your own good you know?"

The boy smiled, "I know. Jedi Master's have a duty to their learners, and this involves keeping them safe. Both physically and mentally."

Mena frowned before smirking at the hidden meaning in Obi's statement. As they got closer and closer to the guest quarters, Obi-Wan stopped in the middle of corridor….something was wrong. "GET DOWN!" he yelled as blaster shots suddenly came from around the corner as a group of rebels ran at the pair. Pushing Obi-Wan to the side, Mena drew her gun and return fired, only stopping when a blast struck her shoulder.

"Mena!"

"Get away young one! Go and get your Master!" Mena screamed as she fought through the pain and continued to fire at the oncoming rebels.

Obi frowned, "You're injured, I can't do that…." He darted out and began waving his hands, "If you want a true hostage….then you'll have to catch me!" And with that, he ran back the way they came, towards the garden exits. The gardens on this planet were full of rare and exotic plants, but the most beautiful feature of it was the rocky mountain that lay at the bottom of it. The mountain stretched high above the clouds, creating an air of mystery about the whole thing.

"GET HIM!" yelled one of the rebels as they followed Obi-Wan into the gardens, causing the young Jedi to dive into a nearby 'maze' of overgrown grass and exotic flowers in order to hide from the group. Suddenly, Obi was very grateful about the negotiations taking so long, as even the gardeners were too pre-occupied to keep the grass trimmed. Remaining very still and taking care to monitor his breathing, he reached into the Force, listening and 'feeling' out for the rebels. He could just about hear their heavy breathing and their boots breaking the sticks on the ground…but he knew better than to rely on that. His senses could be fooled, but the Force had never lied to him before.

There!

As the rebels leapt through the grass and into the small space where Obi-Wan had been waiting, he used his legs to push off from the ground and back-flipped back onto the open garden pathways, smiling slightly as he heard the rebels yelp in surprise. As he ran towards the mountain it began to rain, causing the mud and stones to squelch underneath his feet and the feet of the rebels who weren't too far behind.

/Master! \\

…..

Qui-Gon frowned slightly as the cry echoed over their bond. /Padawan? Obi-Wan?! \\

Silence.

Before Qui-Gon could make his excuses and briefly leave the meeting in order to check on his padawan, the doors to the main hall slammed open and Mena staggered through. Her right shoulder was burnt, the singed uniform gaping open to reveal the swollen and slightly bleeding flesh underneath. The guard was clearly struggling to remain upright, "Master Jinn…." She groaned before falling to the floor in a heap.

Qui-Gon leapt up and ran over to the fallen guard, ignoring the chaos that was going on behind him. "Mena? Mena!"

The guard struggled to stay awake, "Obi-Wan…"

"Obi-Wan…what about Obi-Wan, where is he?!" asked Qui-Gon frantically.

Mena weakly gestured towards the door before wincing in pain, "Rebels…going to kill me…Obi-Wan got…attention. Don't know…where he went."

Qui-Gon tried not to let his panic show. The rebels had already proved themselves to be deadly and the thought of his young padawan standing against them chilled him to the bone. He glanced at the delegates, "Get security in here! And we need a healer now!" he ordered as he stood up, gently lowering Mena to the ground and heading towards the door.

"Wait! Where are you going?!" yelled one of the delegates.

Qui-Gon stopped at the doorway, "I'm going to help my padawan…"

….

Obi-Wan winced when he came face to face with the mountain. The rain was making the rocks slippery and dangerous, and Obi-Wan couldn't help but remember earlier in their visit, when he had tried and failed to climb the mountain before.

….Flashback….

"Come on Padawan." Sighed Qui-Gon as the pair stared up at the mountain, with Obi-Wan clearly looking very unhappy with the prospect of the task ahead of him. "We can't stand here all day Obi-Wan."

Obi-Wan glanced at his Master before scowling in determination and attempting to head up the rocky face of the mountain. He had been told that this exercise would help to increase his stamina and can be used as a problem-solving task for when the padawan feels as if he cannot go any higher. Obi-Wan didn't make it too far before sliding back down to the ground, but that didn't stop him. He had only been Qui-Gon's padawan for a few months and was determined to prove himself.

He tried again, getting a little bit further before sliding back down….only to be stopped by a gentle hand on his back. Sheepishly, he glanced back at his Master who smiled gently at him. "Perhaps, this can be a teamwork exercise?" asked the man as he pushed slightly and encouraged his padawan to make his way up the mountain.

Obi-Wan flushed and nodded, "Thank you Master…"

"Do not worry yourself about it little one."

…..End Flashback….

Obi-Wan grunted as he scrambled up the mountain, monitoring his breathing in order to remain calm and expel his fear into the Force.

"GET BACK HERE!" screamed one of the rebels as they fired blaster shot after blaster shot at him, and reaching up to try and grab a hold of Obi's leg as he pulled himself up onto another ledge.

Obi shook his head as one of the rebels slid down the mountain, yelling in shock before there was a grunt of pain. However, he couldn't be too distracted as the others were slowly gaining on him. Noticing a small pile of loose rocks near the next ledge, Obi-Wan summoned up all of his energy and focused the Force on those rocks. With each wave of his hand, he tried to dislodge the rocks in order to cause a minor avalanche, until finally, one of the bottom rocks fell away and the pile came tumbling past Obi-Wan and onto another one of the rebels.

This small avalanche knocked the rebel back down to the ground, causing him to groan in pain as the rocks struck off of his head and various other unprotected parts of his body. Without even looking back, Obi-Wan continued to climb. He scrambled from ledge to ledge, using all of his leg strength to push himself further and further, higher and higher until he reached a dead end. Pressing back against the mountain, Obi-Wan turned around to face the edge of the ledge just as the final rebel climbed onto it.

"End of the line, Jedi brat!"

Obi-Wan's eyes widened as the rebel aimed his gun at him.

…

Qui-Gon ran through the gardens as the rain poured down all around him, the mountain up ahead was shrouded in mist, making it impossible for the Master to see his Padawan….but not sense him. Through their bond, Qui-Gon could sense that Obi-Wan was scared and trying to expel these feelings into the Force. Knowing that the mountain was the most strategically sound position in the gardens, providing cover and giving Obi-Wan an advantage over his pursuers, Qui-Gon leapt up the mountain. He leapt until he could just about see the outline of two figures down below.

His padawan was pressed against the back of the mountain as a grown man advanced on him, aiming his blaster at the boy, knowing that he couldn't escape.

"OBI-WAN!" yelled Qui-Gon.

….

Obi-Wan's eyes darted away from the rebel, towards the source of his Master's voice. Master Qui-Gon had a reputation of being cold and emotionally unavailable, but over the past few months, Obi-Wan found this to be untrue. His Master could be happy, disappointed and occasionally angry and sad…however, Obi-Wan had only heard fear and panic in Qui-Gon's voice twice. Once during the incident on Bandomeer and now.

Knowing that his Master feared for him spurred Obi-Wan on. He frowned in determination and, using the last of his strength, Obi-Wan lifted his legs off of the ground and propelled both of them into the rebel's stomach before the man could pull the trigger. The sudden shock of having the breath kicked out of him and the strength behind the attack, sent the rebel stumbling off of the edge and down to the ground below…where he lay still.

…..

Qui-Gon sighed in relief, making a mental note to make sure that the rebel's families were notified of the incident…however, for now he was more concerned for his Padawan. Proudly, he watched as the teenager nimbly climbed up to a ledge opposite Qui-Gon before leaping over to join his Master, beaming widely as Qui-Gon nodded his approval.

However before Obi-Wan could take another step, the Force called out a warning as the rocks underneath the boy's feet began to crumble and fall away. Obi-Wan's eyes widened in shock as the area he was standing on fell….taking him with it.

"OBI-WAN!" yelled Qui-Gon, running forwards in an attempt to save his Padawan…but he was too late. With a startled cry, Obi-Wan tumbled down the mountain until he reached the bottom, his head striking a rock with a sickening crack as the bond fell silent.

Qui-Gon stood there in silence for a few seconds before scrambling down the mountain face. The rain continued to pour as he reached the bottom, only to stop in shock. Lying by a large rock was Obi-Wan. The boy was pale, his reddish hair stained with a small amount of blood…and he didn't seem to be breathing.

"Obi-Wan…" whispered Qui-Gon in shock, sensing nothing from over their bond, "…Obi-Wan."

He stepped closer, frowning as he did, "Get up…." He begged desperately, his eyes still focused on his padawan as a couple of delegates, security and a limping Mena joined them, standing a respectable distance away in order to give the pair some privacy.

Qui-Gon took another step forward. "You have to get up! How dare yo-" He stopped in his tracks, before shaking his head wearily and collapsing to his knees besides his padawan. Gently, he pulled Obi-Wan to his chest, brushing the boy's padawan braid out of his face as the rain drizzled to a stop.

The small group that were standing to one side watched in silence as the Jedi Master rocked backwards, his padawan still clutched in his arms as the man whispered praise into his ear. Respectfully, the small group turned away as Qui-Gon's shoulders began to shake slightly and a single tear streamed down his cheek. They remained there for several minutes before Qui-Gon slowly stood up, Obi-Wan still in his arms.

"Master…." Whispered a small voice and Qui-Gon's face lit up in shock, hope and joy.

Obi-Wan's eyes slowly opened and Qui-Gon couldn't help but grin at the sight. "I'm here little one…" whispered the Master Jedi, "…I'm here."