Obi-Wan's eyes flittered open, the pale starlight streaming through the window and the gentle sound of someone sleeping. Glancing beside him, he smiled at Sora's sleeping form, her chest rising and falling regularly, and her jet black hair strewn across the pillows. After only 2 weeks of marriage, their love was still growing stronger. And to Obi-Wan's eyes, she was getting more and more beautiful.

For a moment, Obi-Wan wondered why he had woken up, but only for a moment. A baby's whimper snuck into the room, resounding in Obi-Wan's ears, making him moan with fatigue. Forcing his weary body to his feet, he quietly shuffled towards the makeshift cribs on the other side of the room.

Glancing down, he saw that this time it was Leia who was crying. Her tear streaked face and stuck out lips gave it all away. Grinning to himself, Obi-Wan gently picked her up and held her close to his chest, whispering comforting words to her. He whimpers died down almost immediately. Obi-Wan felt her small, undeveloped mind trying to reach out towards him in the force.

Daddy?...

It wasn't the word…it was the feeling of hope from a small child who had never known their father. Obi-Wan was shocked to hear the thought come into his head. He grimaced as he realized who had sent it. Pulling Leia out a little ways he looked into her small chubby face.

"I'm not your daddy little one," he said softly. "He is very far away, but I'm sure that wherever he is, he loves you very much…" The soothing sound of his voice triggered something in the young baby's mind and she giggled with glee, flailing her arms about and expression her joy through the force. Obi-Wan smiled as he set her back down into her crib.

"And someday," he whispered, while her covered them up with a blanket. "You two will have to go see if you can find him…" Luke, who was still asleep, giggled, and a bright smile came across his face.

As Obi-Wan turned around again, a vision flashed into his mind…

Seething smoke, raging heat and clouded vision…a woman was in the distance yelling…yelling for what?

Obi-Wan tried to hear her words and struggled to get closer to her. A snap-hiss of a lightsaber echoed behind him. He brought out his own lightsaber fast, deflecting the blow for an unseen force.

A sandstorm…Tatooine… he thought in his mind. He still could not make out his attacker in the howling wind but her now heard the woman's voice more clearly.

"No! No please not Mara!"

The cries were so distant, yet so familiar. The woman's voice grew more insistent till another voice joined in the mist.

"Take Mara and run! Go!"

"I'm not going without you!!!" the woman replied.

"You have to get her to safety! Go now!"

He tried to focus on fighting the impending attacker but the voices drew him more and more.

"Noooo!!!!!!! Obi-Wan No!!!"

A flash sight of his enemy caught his eye more than the sound of his own name. He caught site of a large looming man, clothed in black from head to toe, a vicious red lightsaber in his hand…

"SORAA!!! NOO!!!" …

Obi-Wan felt himself jerk awake, Sora's worried face hovering over him and his breath coming in quick succession. He vaguely heard the two infants crying in the background and the woman's voice resounded in his head.

"Obi-Wan?" So soft…so soothing…so unlike…

"Are you alright?"

He jerked himself out of his vision, focusing on the layout of the small cabin of the Millennium Falcon. Sora helped his stand up on his shaking legs, steadying him on her weight.

"What was it?" She asked quietly, worrying for his safety and well-being.

"A vision…" he said softly, trying to remember all that he had seen. The man in the dark suit was all he could recall…He squeezed his eyes shut tight, trying to replay the scenes in his head.

"What's wrong?"

Obi-Wan took a deep breath. "Anger, violence, hatred…" he sighed. "Tatooine…there is great danger there…"

She helped him sit down on the bed, while she went to calm the babies. His head started to spin as some of the memories came back to him…

A woman…a man…a child….

…a monster…

Sora brought Luke over in her arms and they both sat for a moment, staring at the small child.

The site of Luke had triggered the vision, Obi-Wan knew this. What he didn't know was how the two related. And he wasn't so sure he wanted to find out.



A week later, Obi-Wan and Sora stood outside the Lars' homestead. More and more visions had come to Obi-Wan, the origin of them…he still could not place. But he knew he had to get these children to safety soon.

"You give me your word that none of this Jedi stuff will be taught to him?" Owen asked.

Obi-Wan nodded. "We have no need for another Sith. I just want the child to be safe. If those are your wishes…" he trailed off for a moment, but soon saw the man was firm in his opinion of the Jedi. "He will not be trained."

Beru was holding the small child in her arms, a look of pure delight on her face. Obi-Wan had chosen the Lars' for Beru's sake, not Anakin's. He had heard from Anakin a few years back that Beru and Owen were unable to have children, something Beru had wanted more than anything. Obi-Wan knew that so much had been taken from them already; at least he could give them a son to treasure.

His glance turned to Sora who stood next to him, baby Leia in her arms and a small tear coming down her face. During the 3 week flight, dodging patrols and avoiding getting too close to Coruscant, she had become very attached to both the children. It pained her to see them go, but Obi-Wan and she knew it was for the best.

"You're sure you don't want to leave both of them with us?" Beru asked softly.

"No, it will be safer for everyone if they are spilt up. Anakin won't be able to find them as easily, I hope."

Owen put an arm around his wife and they all exchanged their goodbyes.

"May the force be with you," Obi-Wan said as a final farewell.

"Let us hope not," Owen said gruffly. "This force of yours does nothing but get people into trouble. You keep your word then, we don't want to see you around here." Beru tried to shush him. But Obi-Wan held out a hand apologetically.

"Of course, a promise is a promise. Thank you both again." Obi-wan gave a final salute before taking Sora's hand and leading her to their rented speeder. As he climbed in, he heard Beru's last words to him.

"No thank you Obi-Wan, I hope the force is with you."

He glanced around once more to see her already climbing down into the house after Owen, baby Luke cradled in her arms. Grimacing, he powered up the speeder and raced towards Mos Eisley, a dooming feeling in the presence of his mind.