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How had he let this happen?

It was nearing midnight and even with the ability to control the minds of others, there was no way off this rock.

And so one option remained.

ObiWan hovered outside of the workrooms hesitant. Luke was in immediate danger, he had no doubt about that. It was not from the Emperor but there were other things out there that could harm a helpless child.

Many many things that could harm a helpless child. And all of them were racing through his mind right now.

Anakin was the best mechanic on this rock. And do he had to persuade the man to get a move on, make the repairs and fly him straight to where he wanted to go.

Assuming that Luke was still where he thought him to be.

One crisis at a time!

Yet he knew the ransom for getting Anakin to hurry up and fly the ship.

Who am I?

How do you know me?

What happened to me?

Perhaps he could omit certain things...

Obi-Wan shook himself. Whatever happened he had to try, he couldn't let that little boy suffer.

And so with a deep breath he entered the room.

Xxxx

Wincing slightly at the light Luke blinked his eyes open. It was fuzzy, like trying to look through a glass bottle. He could hear an engine thrum and let himself relax.

He had to be back on the ship with Han. Everything was all right, the whole slave ship was simply a bad dream and there had been no weird man insisting that Luke go with him.

He tried to roll over to get into a more comfortable position, noticing that his bunk felt unusually hard. His arms wouldn't move though and his legs couldn't move up. Confused he opened his eyes again feeling so very drousy.

His arms were wrapped with thick black tape. He couldn't see his legs; lifting his head would have been far too much effort.

In the distance he could hear voices. The brown eyed man's voice was loud as if he was arguing with someone. In fact he seemed as upset as Aunt Beru had been when she's discovered Uncle Own had been spouting mean things about old Ben in the town.

This isn't good he thought distantly before slipping into a dream world.

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Anakin kicked a random object in his cabin. The old man still refused to tell him anything, each time they saw each other it was like a game of wills. See who could break first.

He was starting to think that Ben would always win these things. Perhaps it would be better to simply give up. He had his name, and though he had been told not to use it, it was rather a common name. It was possible that with it he could track down someone that would be actually willing to tell him of the past he couldn't quite remember.

Yet something would not let him leave the old man. Something felt rather uncomfortable every time he had left the ship for some world that they weren't visiting. Each time he saw Ben he found himself changing courses ever so slightly to keep Ben around just a little longer.

Huffing at it all he threw himself into his bed. This time he could keep them on this stupid rock for as long as he liked. Ben would have to break first.

Surely.

He was surprised at how tired he was. Almost instantly he started to feel himself drop off to sleep. Coolants. Must find replacement coolants tomorrow, thought briefly.

The dream was instant. He stood in the sand, under a blistering hot sand. In the distance there was a white building that looked like a rather good escape from the heat. He walked towards it.

But the building was empty, no matter how many times he called.

Yet all of a sudden, as if appearing from nowhere there was something in the corner. A boy, no more than ten years old he's say, sat huddled looking miserable.

Calmer than he would have believed possible of himself he knelt.

"What's wrong?"

The boy's head flew up and tear drenched blue eyes stared up at him, at first with surprise and then with something akin to curiosity.

"Who are you?" whispered the boy.

Anakin smiled ruefully, "I don't know" he said.

He almost laughed as the child's face screwed up, clearly unappreciative of the answer, "How come you don't know?"

Anakin shrugged, "I just don't remember"

The boy nodded, clearly a little bored with the answer. He looked past Anakin's shoulder worriedly.

Anakin followed his gaze but saw nothing. There was only sand.

"What is it?"

The boy shook his head, "I'm hiding".

Anakin gave him a look and then winced as his legs protested at being left in a crouch for too long. Moving slowly so as not to scare the boy he settled down next to him against the wall. "From what?" he asked.

The blond head shook, "I don't know who they are" he whispered, "I don't know why they have me". The boy turned his head to Anakin, his expression looking utterly lost.

"Are you in trouble?" Anakin asked looking at him, "Whose here?" he looked around for whoever was harming the child.

The boy gave him a strange look. "They aren't here, here is where I hide."

Anikin stared at the strange child, "So you've run away?"

The boy shrugged, "I had to. When I'm awake it's strange, I don't like it. I can't concentrate." The boy took a deep breath that sounded suspiciously like a sniffle. "I like it here"

"Awake?" Anakin mumbled looking out. Of course it had to be a dream, he was just in the ship's cabin thinking of coolant systems.

"Is this my dream or yours" he heard himself ask. Then winced slightly at how stupid that sounded. Of course it was his dream. Though it was strange, usually by the time he realised he was dreaming he woke up...

The boy looked at him and a frown appeared, "Of course it's mine".

Anakin glared back, not sure if it was worth arguing with a dream. Why wasn't he waking up?

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Obi-Wan stared at Anakin sprawled out and sound asleep. For a second he could pretend that nothing had happened, that when Anakin would wake up they would tease each other about the mishaps in missions and walk slowly over to the council to get their assignments.

It was a pointless pretence.

"Anakin" he said calmly shaking his shoulder gently. "Anakin, Wake up."

Anakin didn't so much as stir.

Slightly out out Obi-Wan tried again, with a louder voice and firmer grasp. "Anakin"

There was still no response. It was galling to know that Obi-Wan had no idea if this was how deeply Anakin now slept or if something was very wrong. His padawan would have been awake instantly at this.

He tried once more, wincing at his own volume and half wondering if he was victim of some ridiculous prank. But still Anakin didn't stir.

Bewildered Obi-Wan carefully felt out his former apprentice in the force. Anakin was linked with someone, much like...

Luke.

With sudden realisation Obi-Wan worked to cut the connection. He needed Anakin awake to get to Luke and as worrying as it was that Luke had fond himself in enough trouble to disobey Obi-Wan's own warnings, he had to ignore that for now.

All too aware that this act would likely draw Palpatine's attention to them he acted carefully and quickly. There wasn't anywhere close to the same resistance that he had encountered the previous two times of doing this to Luke and very quickly Anakin was blinking himself awake.

Obi-Wan moved away as Anakin came to himself, clearly unaware of exactly what had happened to him.

"What are you doing here Ben?" Anakin asked, voice full of sleep, simply twisting in his covers to look at Obi-Wan

"I need something from you" Obi-Wan replied looking steadily at the spot beyond Anakin's head.

"You know what to say then" came the response and then a yawn. From the bored expression on Anakin's face it seemed as though he was expecting Obi-Wan to simply give up and go away.

Instead he looked about him and pulled a chair to him. Anakin's eyes widened slightly as he saw this and he himself sat up, eyes quickly loosing their heavy tired look and becoming bright and alert. He looked a bit like the child he had been when he'd been permitted to build his first lightsaber.

Force it seemed like eon's ago. Yet sometimes the past ten years seemed like a simple bad dream. A bad dream that he now had to tell and it was hard, force above it was so hard to start and say the words that might destroy them all. In the years since Anakin's fall he had always thought that he wold be explaining this to Luke. Some days he spent hours simply trying to find the words. He's always thought to start with Luke that Anakin was a jedi who fought in the clone wars.

It was the best opening that he had. And the one in which there could be no lies.

"You and I were once Jedi"

He heard the words come out of his mouth and was both relieved and surprised by it. He watched as the expression on Anakin's face changed to one of utter shock. Though whether it was because he was finally telling him of his past or what his past actually held was hard to tell.

"You...i don't exactly know what happened to you but during the last days of the republic we lost you." There the truth. From many points of view.

Anakin's mouth opened as if to say something but then he frowned and simply leant back as if utterly unsure what to do with himself. Thqankfully it seemed as thogh this information was enough to digest without asking more questions that he simply wasn't sure he would ever be prepared to answer.

And so he simply waited.

Eventually Anakin looked at him, "I was a jedi?"

"Yes."

He nodded to himself. "I...I've heard of a jedi that went by..." he seemed to be breathing heavily. "I'm not..." he looked at Obi-Wan a little lost.

ObiWan took a deep breath all to aware that this was where he plunged them all in head first.

"You were once known as Anakin Skywalker. And I need your help to rescue my padawan"

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Sorry it's a little shorter than my previous chapter but it seemed like a useful point to end it! Hope you liked :)