Anakin jumped out of his seat as soon as the ship made the impact, cursing as he stumbled. The unsettled dust swirled, catching what little light made it into the ship. Coughing could be heard from outside as well as the distinct sound of a hatch opening.

"Hey! Are you alright out there?" a voice outside called, coughing again as the dust settled in the man's lungs.

Oh no.

Oh goodness no.

What in the name all things holy was Luke Skywalker doing here?

'How could I not have sensed it?' Obi-Wan thought briefly. He waved if off to being in such a drastic situation. Odds were he had sensed it but simply couldn't tell the difference between Anakin's peril and Luke's.

"Great plan, Obi-Wan," Anakin drawled sarcastically. "I suppose we'll chat about our differences over tea?" He then noticed Obi-Wan's panicked look. "What's happening?" he asked, suddenly serious.

Obi-Wan's thoughts flew. 'What am I going to do? How is Anakin going to react? How is Luke going to act? How are they—' He cut himself off before he could start hyperventilating and tried to calm himself.

"Obi-Wan, what's wrong? What's going on?" Anakin asked again, facing him fully now. His lightsaber was gripped tight in his hand now.

"That's Luke," Obi-Wan managed to whisper.

"I—" Anakin sputtered. "What?"

"Luke is outside right now." Obi-Wan's facial expression still hadn't changed from shock.

"Hello? Is everything okay?" Luke called out again. The sound of stumbling could be heard, and Anakin froze.

"What are we going to do?" Obi-Wan asked, finally able to compose himself to the point where he could form a coherent thought. Unfortunately, Anakin wasn't in the same boat and didn't respond.

"Anakin!" Obi-Wan stressed, they were running out of time.

"I'll go out alone," he finally responded. Fear was radiating off of him, but he managed to look composed. Obi-Wan nodded and dematerialized.

"I'll trust you," Obi-Wan said to him before Anakin strode out into the outside light.

Besides the smoking hull of a small rebel transport unit that sat behind a small hill and the passenger who had stumbled out of it, Obi-Wan noticed a few things about the planet they had crashed on.

For one thing, they had landed in the middle of a huge yellow field. The tall grass-like plant swayed in the windy atmosphere. Trees could be seen not too far away from where Luke's ship had landed. The sun was bright, but it had already begun its descent below the planet, signaling that the day was almost over.

Luke had been squinting from the bright light the sun gave off even at this hour, but his eyes widened as the menacing figure made himself known.

"Darth Vader," Luke whispered as he paled.

"Yes," Anakin responded. "And you are Luke Skywalker."

Luke took a weary step back and drew his lightsaber. "How do you know my name?" he asked, his voice hard.

Anakin didn't respond for a moment. "I admit that's as far as my knowledge goes. I have been wanting to meet you for awhile now," he finally decided to say.

Luke let out a small bark of laughter. "You wanted to finish the job, huh?"

"No," Anakin said almost harshly, "I wanted to do the opposite."

"What do you mean?" he asked as he took cautious steps back towards his still smoking ship behind him.

"I…" Anakin choked out. His gloves were squeaking at the strain as he clenched his hands.

"Why are you even talking to me?" Luke questioned, still backpedaling towards his ship. "Why am I alive?"

Anakin didn't respond. He seemed to be a loss for words. Obi-Wan decided to butt in. Despite what Anakin had said, he couldn't do this alone.

"Luke," he said as he rematerialized. Luke dropped his lightsaber in surprise.

"Ben?"

"Your father is still alive," Obi-Wan stated as calmly as he could. "I was mistaken."

"What?" Luke exclaimed, "How?"

"Because of you."

"Me?" Luke whispered.

"I—" Anakin spoke again suddenly. "I just wanted to meet you."

Luke stumbled back again, he had forgotten Anakin was there. "I don't understand," he said. "What's going on?"

"You are my son, Luke, and I have failed you."

Luke's face went white as the blood left it. His breaths started coming out in gasps and his eyes were as wide as they could go.

"Luke, you need to calm down," Obi-Wan said.

Luke clenched his hair at the base of his skull as he tried to calm his breathing. Finally, he looked up and asked, "What are you going to do with me?"

Obi-Wan glanced towards Anakin before speaking again. "Hopefully get your ship working again. Your father is very skilled as a mechanic."

Luke just stood there with a blank expression on his face. Great, now he'd gone into shock. Obi-Wan sighed and rubbed his face with his hands.

"Listen," Obi-Wan said, "why don't you head back to your ship and think things over. I'm sure you have a lot on your mind."

Luke swallowed and nodded. He hastily grabbed the lightsaber he dropped earlier and started to walk towards his ship.

"Wait!" Anakin stopped him, "You don't trust me, I can feel it."

Luke shot him a look that screamed 'Obviously'.

Anakin didn't let it faze him as he reached for his lightsaber. Both Obi-Wan and Luke took a step back in astonishment.

"What do you think you're doing?" Obi-Wan whispered frantically.

Anakin stayed unperturbed as he tossed the unlit lightsaber towards Luke. Luke fumbled with it for a bit before catching it and glancing back up to Anakin, but Anakin had already started walking back towards his own ship. Obi-Wan followed almost reluctantly.

Obi-Wan looked back behind him before he ducked into the Imperial ship. Luke was in the same place they left him, his hair blowing in the wind as Kosh's sun set behind him. Both of his fathers lightsabers; one red, one blue, were clutched tight in his hands.