[for Abby]

[onceaqueen]

Susan hadn't seen Qui-Gon in a week or so, which was rather unusual, so after breakfast she and Shadow went up to his hut for a visit. It was a good long walk through the snow, which Susan didn't really mind and Shadow seemed to enjoy

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[abbysciuto]

Abby had gotten a little worried when she hadn't seen Qui-Gon. When someone didn't go in and out of the IPD office to give their patrol reports for a few days, it sort of became obvious, and she thought maybe he was sick. The change in weather could certainly do something like that.

She decided she'd go check on him, so she bundled up and got a flask of tea, then set out for his cabin. When she got there, she saw Susan and Susan's direwolf standing at the hut and staring at it. Then she noticed the lack of footprints too.

"Oh no. Not him," she said softly, knowing immediately what had happened. It happened enough, after all.

[onceaqueen]

"I hadn't seen him in a few days," Susan said, putting her hands in the pockets of her coat. "So I thought I'd come by... but it doesn't look as though anyone has been in or out of here for days and days. You haven't seen him, have you?" She knew just from the look on Abby's face what the answer to that question would be.

Shadow trotted up to the door of the little hut, sniffing about, and then barked twice, wagging her tail.

[abbysciuto]

She shook her head. "I usually see him when he comes by the IPD office...and I haven't. I thought maybe he had a cold or something, with the weather changing again...so I brought him some tea, just in case."

She looked at the flask of tea and frowned.

"I guess he doesn't need any tea. Do you want some? Tea seems to make a lot of things better."

[onceaqueen]

"Let's have a look inside," said Susan, "just to be sure." The little hut had that air about it that suggested it was empty, (a look Susan was quite familiar with,) but her mind insisted on making sure. "And if he isn't, we'll have a cup of tea to remember him with." Qui-Gon had always been fond of tea, she remembered, thinking back to their first meeting when he'd come to the kitchen to have some and scared her so throughly with his Aslan-like voice that he'd unintentionally made her cry.