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Chapter 13

"Ben!" Luke shouted through the intercom. Where Obi-Wan once was, was nothing. It was as if he was just cut away from the Force, leaving a wound. It was too unbearable to go on.

"Stay focused, Red Leader," Wedge said, bringing Luke back into the situation. Luke reached to his intercom and shut it off in order to block out the string of curse words from Anakin. He tried to concentrate on the target again.

The silence wasn't enough, though. He could feel Anakin's anger, Leia's disbelief and sadden. And his own feelings were starting to overcome him too. But he had a job to do.

He continued in the shaft, his eyes on the targeting system.

"Use the Force, Luke," he heard Obi-Wan's voice.

"Ben?" He asked out loud, pulling away from his targeting system. He smacked his helmet, and went back to the targeting system.

"Let go, Luke," Ben's voice said again, "Luke, trust me."

Luke pushed away the targeting system. He could almost hear the control center wondering what the Hell he was thinking. He could feel Leia's anxiety.

"What are you doing?" she seemed to ask.

"Just trust me, Leia," he said out loud, knowing the words would reach her, "Trust the Force."

A few more TIE fighters appeared on his tail. There was no one to back him up this time. "I've lost, Arfive," Luke realized. One of the ships behind him exploded. "Huh?"

Luke turned on his intercom just in time to hear Han Solo yell, "Yahoo!" He was laughing with joy and picked off the other fighters, giving Luke the time and the distraction to make his hit. He used to the force to glide a proton torpedo down the reactor core and pulled up.

As Luke flew away the Death Star exploded in huge fiery ball. The Force seemed to be a peace.

He flew over to Anakin's ship, which had drifted far enough from the Death Star to not be hit by much debris. The Fighters had switched their attention to Mara and Anakin, so Luke joined the mini fight. Between Luke, Mara and Han they cleared the space of TIE fighters.

"Stay there until we can get a ship to pick up Master Skywalker," someone from the command centered said.

They stayed there but no one spoke. The air was too heavy for words.

"He was a good Jedi," Leia said. She sat down on a bed next to her brother. She was torn; both her brother and master needed her right now, but she could only help one at a time.

"He was the best Jedi," Luke corrected.

Leia smiled, remember their old friend Obi-Wan. He had spent most of the fight picking off TIE fighters; he never even got down in the trenches. His whole squadron was destroyed.

"Anakin always thought our little nickname for him was stupid," Leia said.

Luke sadly smiled too. "Ben," Luke repeated, "Well as Ben use to say, Obi-Wan is awfully hard for a one-year-old to say."

"He was like a kindly old grandfather to me."

Luke shook his head, "Not to me. He was the closest thing I ever had to a father. Darred Naberrie's not our father. Obi-Wan's my dad and Anakin is yours. Hell, Anakin's practically my dad too."

Leia giggled, "Hey, that's not legal on number of planets."

After the giggled died out the two were left with heavy pain weighing quietly on both their chests. "He spoke to me, you know," Luke said at last.

"What do you mean?" Leia asked.

"Right after he died. He told me to shut off my targeting computer. He told me to use the Force."

Silence again.

Leia knew many things were possible, but communication from beyond the grave?

"Hey," Anakin said, ending the unbearable silence as he entered the quarters. Leia watched his eyes wander over to the empty sleep couch that had Obi-Wan occupying just the night before. He sat on Luke's couch instead. Anakin was quiet, but his emotions were leaking everywhere. He was in even worst condition than Luke.

"Are you going to be alright, Master?" Leia asked. She remembered hearing his cursing through the intercom just moments after she felt Obi-Wan's death. By the time they rescued him from space Anakin had shut up. Now, while he barely spoke, his emotions still roared.

Anakin ignored Leia's question and just stared at Obi-Wan's bed. That answer scared her more than a no.

Luke stood up. "I…need some air," he explained. He quickly made it to the door before Leia could stop him and left.

Leia didn't know what to say to her Master.

"This hurts just as much as when you mother died," Anakin said. His breath was sharp.

"What?" Leia asked. Was her Master now having delusions? Her mother was on Naboo with her father, raising her two sisters.

Anakin looked at Leia, his eyes glazed over. Then something snapped as if he realized what he had just said. "Nothing," he mumbled quickly.

"Master?" Leia said with worry."

Anakin looked to the floor. A tear fell from his eye. Leia had never seen her master cry before.

Leia place her hand on Anakin's shoulder. "Master, please talk to me."

He breathed in and out, trying to slow down his heartbeat. It was almost as if he was reliving an experience he had long since forgotten.

Leia could feel his tenseness. "Master."

"Sola isn't your real mother," Anakin finally said.

Perhaps if Leia had actually known Sola Naberrie those words would have been more effective. "Who is my mother then?" she asked. She was taking the revelation quite well.

"A beautiful woman name Padmé. Padmé Amidala. She was Sola's sister."

Leia laughed, no longer believing her master's tale. She laughed because she didn't want to think of the possibility that her master had gone insane, or worst, that he was telling her the truth. "Why would my mother have my aunt raise me? Especially if they were just going to send me to the Temple?"

Anakin still looked grim. "You mother died in childbirth."

Leia gasped. "That's not funny, Master. Stop making up these lies."

"I'm not lying," Anakin said, anger flowing through him. He breathed in and out, trying to calm himself. "This isn't a lie, Leia. I never planned on telling you or Luke about Padmé. The pain was…too hard to bare. I hid her memories away in the deepest depths of my heart, hoping they'd never be awaken again." Anakin turned his head and looked over at Leia. "But every time I look at you I see her. And I remember. It hurts so much, but I think that's part of the reason I love you so much." He reached his mechanical hand forward and moved a strand of hair of out Leia's face. "Your mother was my anchor from the dark side, just as you and Luke are now."

Another revelation hit her, "You're my father?" Leia said.

Quickly Anakin turned away. Perhaps he was ashamed. It was against the Jedi code to marry and raise a family.

There was silence between the two for a real long time. Leia didn't break it, but she did surprise Anakin when she snuggled into his arm. The words I love you too, Dad, seemed to appear in his head.

"Hey Naberrie," Mara said when Luke joined her at a looking through a viewport. The stars looked like they were streaked as they flew by in hyperspace.

Luke didn't respond. He just stood there next to her, looking at the view.

"Makes you feel insignificant, huh?" Mara said, "So many star systems, so many planets, so many people."

"You think he's out there somewhere?" Luke asked.

"He's with the Force now," Mara said. Luke looked at her suspiciously. She smiled and laughed, a sight rarely seen, "I may have been trained by a Sith Lord, but I did my research. I know all about the Force. The light side, the dark side."

"And what side are you on?"

Mara shrugged, "I haven't decided yet." She gave Luke a flirty smile and then laughed to herself again. "I'm sorry."

"About what?" he asked, laughing along.

"I usually don't get this close to people this quickly, Naberrie. But, despite the worse first impression in history, somehow you've gained my respect." She pushed herself away from the viewport. She was about to leave when she stopped and turned back to Luke. "It's your friend, Master Skywalker, who I don't trust."

"Anakin's a good guy," Luke argued back, but Mara didn't stick around to hear his defense.

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