A/N: This came to mind when I was driving to work this morning. I was pulling into the parking garage so I had to get the idea down. This will occur in two parts…both will be short I believe.
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"Dad?"
"Hm?" Luke was performing his yearly maintenance on his little astromech droid, R2-D2.
"Can I ask you something?" Ben shifted his mother's lightsaber in his hand.
His father stopped what he was doing and set down his tool. He pivoted to engage his son fully. "Go ahead. Whatever it is, I'll do my best to answer you."
"Did you love mom?"
Luke nearly choked at this question. "What?" He said, recovering from his shock. "Ben, what kind of question is that! Of course I loved your mother. Why would you ask me something like that!"
He sighed and rolled his eyes. "I know you loved her now…then...," His son paused. "But what about before you got married?"
The Grand Master froze, stunned. Out of all the questions he'd thought Ben would ask, this was not one of them. He simply did not have an immediate answer for this one. The boy gazed at him expectantly.
"Well, Ben," He began tentatively. "That's….complicated." Luke looked into his son's eyes. "You know how your mother and I met."
"Sure," He smirked. "She wanted to kill you—you guys had one screwed up relationship, by the way."
"Thank you." Luke responded dryly.
"You're avoiding the question entirely though." He frowned.
"Ben," Luke's tone was bordering on annoyed. "You wanted the story, and I'm giving it to you."
"I wanted to know if you loved mom, not the whole kriffin' story."
Luke sighed heavily. He was not pleased with Ben's tone—but he understood it. His boy was hurting with the loss of his mother; just as Luke was hurting with the loss of his wife—his mate. He supposed that was why he'd taken Ben's innocent question so badly.
He sat down cross-legged and urged Ben to sit in front of him. "Take a seat, this is not a one word answer. It involves some explanation."
Ben did so and waited patiently for his father's answer.
"I'm listening."
The teen had expression that said if he didn't like his father's answer he'd possibly be fed to a Rancor. Ben could be down-right scary when he acted like his mother.
"Well," Luke pressed his hand together and looked around as if he was trying to choose the correct words. "Not instantly. Not the way you would expect, for an engaged couple."
He looked up into his son's eyes; they were laced with hurt and confusion.
The Grand Master sighed. "I told you it was complicated."
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A/N: Well, I'll get to the answer in the next part..Just wanted to test drive this out. Hope you enjoyed it.