*Author's note: I'm sorry it's taken so long to write another chapter. But here it is, so please read and review.. more on the way I promise.

*Chapter 5

He has been awake now for a straight 72 hours, wearily he made his way back to the planet of Alderaan. He hid his exhaustion well, but anyone who knew Obi Wan before, back when he was only an apprentice knew he was exhausted...exhausted by life. He found his way to the nursery, where he found Queen Amidala asleep in a rocking chair, holding Luke who was asleep on her chest.
He watched for a moment; She had lost almost as much as he had, and now he must ask her to give up more. He hated himself for what he was about to do. He knelt down in front of her, and gently touch her hand. Her eyes fluttered open and she smiled at her friend, but her smile faded when she saw the look on his face. She put Luke in his bed and followed the Jedi into the hallway. Obi Wan related the story to her of the extermination of the Jedi.
"Oh Ben, Ben I'm so sorry." She exclaimed, hugging him.
"There's more." He brought himself to say.
"What is it?" She asked, concerned.
Obi Wan looked away. "I fear for the children."
"What? You mean Luke and Leia?" Amidala gasped.
"Yes."
"No, they're just babies." She pleaded with him.
"Trust me, that doesn't matter." Obi Wan shuddered at the memory of the dead children.
"Can't you do something? Ben please." She begged him in tears.
"Yes there is, but it won't be easy for you." He answered, looking her in the eyes.
"What is it?"
"I took a midi clorian count on both of them." Obi Wan started.
"And?" Amidala seemed to be getting impatient.
"Leia had enough to be considered a Jedi, but Luke..."
"What?"
"Luke has an incredibly high count, infact the only Jedi to have a higher count was his father." Obi Wan said, and hung his head.
"What does this mean." Amidala was confused.
"It could be dangerous to keep them together...I think we should separate them." He said, sensing her pain.
"Separate them?" Tears filled in her eyes.
"I must take Luke far away from the hands of the Sith." He put a hand on her shoulder. "I'm so sorry Ami, but you must understand Luke is our last hope." He pulled her in for an embrace, she cried on his shoulder. After a moment Amidala looked into Obi Wan's eyes. She then went back to the nursery, and picked up Luke. She held him tightly and tears streamed down her face. She kissed him on the forehead, and walked back to Obi Wan.
"Take him, it's best I don't know where he is." She said as she handed to tiny bundle to the Jedi. Obi Wan cradled the child in his arms, Luke smiled at him. Amidala kissed Luke one more time. "I love you my son. I'm so sorry I couldn't give you a better universe."
"Amidala.."
She then kissed Obi Wan on the cheek. "Protect him Obi Wan Kenobi."
"For all eternity, you have my word." They embraced; in his heart Obi Wan knew it would be the last time he would ever see her again, his heart ached at the thought as he held her tighter. With that they parted ways.
Obi Wan held the child tightly in his arms and took him off the planet, across the galaxy to a planet in the outer rim territory, a desolate planet called Tatooine.
Landing his ship by a small farm, he was greeted by a man and woman.
"What did you do this time?" Was the greeting he received from the man.
"Owen." The woman said sternly.
"Nice to see you too brother. Hello Beru." Obi Wan stated as calmly as possible.
"Hello Obi Wan." Beru smiled. "We are relieved to see you, we heard about the Jedi."
Obi Wan bowed his head
"I figured you had something to do with it." Owen piped in. "Bad luck seems to follow you everywhere."
"Owen!" Beru chided.
"its ok Beru, can't expect forgive and forget." Obi Wan looked straight at his brother.
"Why are you here Obi Wan?" Owen turned away from his brother's stare.
"I need your help Owen."
"Of course."
"Wait here." Obi Wan ordered as he ran to his ship and returned with Luke in his arms.
"whose child is this?" Owen asked.
"His father was a dear friend.. His name is Luke Skywalker."
"Anakin?" Owen asked, Obi Wan nodded.
"This child's life is in danger. I need you to care for him."
"Oh no, you're not dragging us into anything Obi Wan. Clean up your own messes." Owen turned his back to Obi Wan.
"Listen Owen, he's all we have left, last of the Jedi. Hate me all you want, but don't take it out on the boy. I figured you wouldn't mind since I know you are unable to have any children of your own." He looked at Beru, who hung her head.
"How did you?" She asked quietly.
"Your thoughts are dwelling on it." Obi Wan turned to her, and looked at her with compassion. "Owen please, I need you help, he needs your help."
Beru took Luke from Obi Wan. "Of course Obi Wan." She said as she cradled to child.
"Now Beru, who knows what he's getting us into." Owen stepped forward.
"Oh Owen, this child needs us, please."
"Owen, I know I'm asking a lot. I'm sorry you feel that you've had a hard life.." Obi Wan started.
"Like you would know what a hard life is, living in that pampered Jedi temple, everything handed to you." Owen claimed almost in tears. "You wouldn't even know what pain is."
Obi Wan felt anger fill his body, darkness came over him. "You don't want to compare pain with me Owen.. trust me."
"Of course we'll keep the child, if he stays with you he probably will be killed. Just like everyone else, right Obi Wan?" Owen kept pushing.
"Owen stop." Beru begged.
Without thinking Obi Wan punched his brother, knocking him to the ground. He then pulled out his light saber and pointed it to Owen's throat. Beru screamed. Suddenly Obi Wan realized what he did. He deactivated his lightsaber.
"Owen I'm so sorry.. I have to go." With that he turned to leave. "I will be back to train the child." He called as he climbed into his ship.
"Obi Wan! Becareful!" Beru called after him.
The couple watched as Obi Wan headed farther into space. Beru Held Luke close to her.
"Oh Owen, can you believe we have a child?" She turned to her husband.
Owen put his hand on Luke's head. "One things for sure, I won't let Luke end up like his father. Obi Wan is not to see this child ever again."
"Owen no."
"It's for the boy's own good Beru, for his own good."

*To be continued.