Title: Strength over fear
Author: ewan's girl
Author's note: I cannot believe I made it to chapter 30!! I'm sorry this chapter took longer than usual, it was partly because I had family visiting for two weeks, and also I had a bit of writers block involving this chapter. I'm still not sure if I am pleased with this chapter, but I knew I had to get it out of the way in order to finish this story. Please review anyways. Once again no spell check. . .I'm so sorry.
*Chapter 30 (wow, still can't believe 30 chapters)
// "Master, master Obi Wan?" A young voice called through the darkness, breaking the relaxing silence. "Are you awake?"
The young master pulled the blankets up to his chin and rolled over in his warm bed, he had finally for the first time since Naboo been able to fall asleep without difficulty, and now his peace was being interupted. "I am now padawan." He grumbled, not opening his eyes, drifting back to sleep.
Ten year old Anakin Skywalker cocked his head to one side as he watched the rise and fall of the twenty five year old man's chest as the breathing deepened. He reached down and shook his master's shoulder. "Master?" He pleaded.
Obi Wan mentally cursed, he felt so tired but his sense of duty kicked in and he forced his eyes open. As the image of his apprentice came into focus he noticed the distressed look on his face, Obi Wan propped himself up on his elbows. "Anakin?" He asked, his voice groggy from sleep. "What is wrong padawan?"
Obi Wan tried to soften his features as much as possible, noticing the boy's sandy blonde hair was matted to his forehead because of sweat, his sleep tunic was wrinkled in one corner where the boy had obviously wrung it nervously. "I had a nightmare." Anakin admited.
Obi Wan laid back down on his bed and rubbed his tired eyes. "Jedi don't have nightmares Anakin." He explained to the young boy.
"Then what do they have?" Anakin innocently asked.
Obi Wan turned his head and sighed, he sometimes forgot that Anakin wasn't raised at the Temple. "Jedi have visions." He explained.
Anakin suddenly looked even more distressed than before. "You mean what I saw will come true someday?" He asked, very worried.
Obi Wan softened his features again, and motioned for Anakin to lay down next to him on the bed. "The future is always in motion my young apprentice." Obi Wan continued as Anakin positioned himself next to his master, resting his head on Obi Wan's arm. "Jedi do have visions, but they aren't always prophetic ones." He tried to reasure his young charge.
Anakin looked up at his master, who had quickly become someone of comfort for him. "So, then if it doesn't come true, why isn't it just a nightmare?" He asked.
Obi Wan went to answer with some kind of Jedi wisdom, but found he couldn't. "You know, that is a very good question my young apprentice." He said with a warm smile. "One you should ask master Yoda about."
Anakin looked away from his master. "He doesn't like me very much." Anakin stated sadly.
Obi Wan sighed, he knew that wasn't true, but he also knew that Yoda was watching Anakin very closely. "Give it some time Anakin, everyone will open up to you eventually." He smiled. "I mean if I can learn to like you anyone can." Obi Wan teased.
Anakin gave Obi Wan a hard look, then stuck out his tounge at the older man. "Very funny master."
The two sat in silence for a while before Obi Wan ventured. "So, what was the nightmare about?"
Anakin swallowed hard and looked up at Obi Wan who was giving him a supportive look. "It was about you." He answered.
"Me?" Obi Wan was taken back, he was getting ready for another dream about the boy's mother.
Anakin nodded. "Yeah." He almost sounded afraid of explaining. "You were running away from something, but I couldn't see what." Anakin went on. "And you were afraid, then you disapeared and everything went dark." He looked up at Obi Wan, who was listening intently. "I know it sounds dumb, but it really scared me, it was so dark, and you were alone."
Obi Wan looked Anakin in the eyes. "Never shy away from you feelings Anakin, but on the other hand don't let them rule you either." Obi Wan tried to give a Jedi lesson. "You must remeber that it was just a dream, and that everything will be fine."
"How do you know?" Anakin asked. "That everything will be alright?"
Obi Wan shrugged. "You must trust in the Force Anakin, it will guide you always, as will I."
"You promise?" Anakin asked.
"I will always be there for you Skywalker, as long as you need me." Obi Wan assured the boy. He then found himself yawning, he looked down at Anakin who was also. "Get some sleep Anakin, you have your entire life to worry about the dark side." //
Obi Wan jumped awake as the memory left his subconscious, he quickly regained control of his sheilds, hoping not to disturb the sleeping bundle on his chest. He also didn't want to bombard Siri through their bond with his constant battle of his memories. He looked down at the small infant lying on him, sleeping peacefully for once.
The aging Jedi slowly shifted positions and craddled Luke in his arms then softly placed him in his makeshift crib and headed for the bridge. He, Luke, and Yoda had been in hyper space for nearly two days and he figured that they should be coming up on their destination very soon. He took a seat at the pilot's seat and looked at the navi computer, quickly noticing that their direction had been changed. He frantically searched for a reason when he sensed Yoda enter the cockpit.
"Relax you should." Yoda admonished.
"Why did you change our destination?" Obi Wan asked, exasperated.
Yoda didn't answer directly, instead hobbled to the co pilot's seat and pulled himself on it. "A different path my destiny lies." He said after a moment.
Obi Wan looked at him puzzled. "What are you talking about master?"
Yoda took a deep sigh. "Meditated on this I have, decided I did to return home."
"Return home?" Obi Wan looked at the computer. "To the Degobah system?" He looked back at Yoda. "You're leaving us then."
Yoda slowly nodded. "Guiding me the Force is, too much our signatures combined are, find us our enemies will if stay I do."
Obi Wan shook his head. "Master Yoda, that is not nessicarily true, if we keep moving. . ."
"Forseen this I have, for the safety of the Jedi, my presence must remain hidden." Yoda cut him off. "Lead them on you must."
Obi Wan was too tired and stressed out for this. "Master, I cannot do this. . .what if I fail them the way I failed. . ."
Yoda pointed his gimmar stick at Obi Wan's chest. "Stop that you will." He commanded. "Time to heal from this you will have, but bury your feelings deep you must, or used against you they will be."
Obi Wan looked at Yoda and nodded. "Yes master."
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"What is thy bidding my master." Darth Vader knelt in the center of a bare room in front of a large hollographic image of the Emperor.
The cloaked old man stared at his apprentice for a moment. "There is a great disturbance in the Force." He stated, his voice bouncing off the metal walls. "Unfortunatly I have yet to determine the source."
Vader was taken back, in the time he had worked for the Emperor he had never known him to admit a weakness. "I have sensed it too."
"What news of the remaining Jedi?" The hollogram asked.
Vader attempted to swallow his anger at this topic. "The where abouts of the Jedi are still unclear. . .they are hiding their presence."
The Emperor made no face of disgust or disapointment. "It matters not, the Jedi order has been defeated, one by one they will fall." He looked down at his apprentice. "The true power of the Force will prevail." He smiled. "I have appointed Govenor Tarkin to oversee the construction of our new weapon. . ." He stopped. "It is a project for the military leaders, and it will help to keep fear through out the galaxy."
"It's power will be insignificant next to the power of the Force." Vader exclaimed, he wasn't too empressed with this new battle station.
"Yes my apprentice, it will however aid us in comanding the entire galaxy." He stopped. "I have heard rumors of a rebellion, have you heard anything Lord Vader?" Vader stayed silent. "I have reasons to believe it was started by Bail Organa, and Senator Amidala."
Vader made no indications at the mention of his former wife. "They will join the Empire or die my master."
Palpatine smiled. "Excellent." The old man cackled. "Now, I sense you wish to return to your hunt for Kenobi."
"Yes my master."
"Let your anger feed your need for revenge my apprentice, but be mindful this could be a true test of your loyalties." Palpatine reminded.
"My loyalties lie with you my master, and with the dark side."
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Beru Lars' body stiffened as she heard footsteps outside of her home, her husband had gone into town for a new moisture vaporator and she had been alone for two days. She was an excellent marksman, and very independent, yet something always frightened her about being alone in the Tatooine wilderness. Her fear had intensified ever since her late mother in law was killed by a band of Tuskin Raiders. As the footsteps grew closer to her back door she grabbed her small blaster and prepared to defend herself. She attempted to calm her rapid heart rate, and concentrate on the situation when a soft knock on the door made her jump almost three feet in the air.
Once reason re-entered her mind she realized that a Tuskin wouldn't knock, she kept the blaster poised, but slowly opened the door. She quickly dropped the blaster to her side when she saw a familiar form, hidden inside a dark brown cloak.
"You frightened me half to death Ben Kenobi." She sighed and placed the blaster back in it's holster.
Obi Wan lowered his head in an appologetic manner. "For that I am truly sorry Mrs. Lars."
"Call me Beru." She offered a genuine smile. "Come in, come in, you must be dying out there in this heat with that heavy cloak on." She moved aside to let the Jedi in.
"Actually this cloak shields me from those blasted suns." Obi Wan stated, moving through the door into the kitchen.
"Can I offer you something to drink?" Beru asked.
"You don't have to do that." Obi Wan told her.
"Nonsense, sit down at the table, I'll be right there." She moved to the refridgerator unit, while he headed for the dining area. Beru followed him a moment later with two glasses filled with blue milk and sat down across from him.
"Owen must be away." Obi Wan stated, still wrapped inside his cloak.
Beru looked at him curiously. "Why do you say that?" She asked, handing him a glass.
"Because I was actually allowed to set foot inside your home." Obi Wan exclaimed.
Beru looked away. "Owen is a wonderful man, he may not seem like it to most, but he is a very passionate man, he loved his step mother very much." She sighed. "It broke his heart the day Anakin. . ." She stopped and looked up at Obi Wan. "The day he brought her back."
Obi Wan nodded sadly, Padme had relaid the story to him several times.
"He didn't understand why Anakin would rush off right after she had been buried, felt that the family needed him." She took a quick sip of her milk. "Of course he never could understand why the Jedi took a child away from his mother when he was all she had."
Obi Wan looked into the woman's eyes. "I have heard his arguments many times, but I know Owen is a good man who loves his family. . ." Obi Wan hesitated. "That is why I am here."
Beru stared at the Jedi. "What are you talking about?"
Obi Wan finally removed his hood and began to remove his cloak, Beru's eyes widened as she noticed a small child strapped to his chest. "This is why I am here." He carefully removed Luke out of the harness and craddled him in his arms. "This is Luke Skywalker, he is your nephew."
Beru placed her hand over her mouth. "What happened to the other? What about Padme?"
Obi Wan looked down at Luke and sighed. "Luke posseses powers like his father, it is not safe for him with his mother and sister, he will be hunted like the rest of us Jedi."
Beru removed her hand from her face and held a longing look as she stared at the infant. "Can I?"
Obi Wan nodded and carefully handed Luke to Beru, who hugged him tightly. "His mother wants him to have a somewhat normal life, she fears for his safety, and knows this is the only way. . ."
"And what way would that be?" An angry, deep voice asked.
Obi Wan had sensed Owen enter the house a few minutes before, but was waiting for him to make the first move. "His mother askes for your help, she wants him to be safe."
"And what do you want?" Owen asked, grabbing Obi Wan roughly by the shoulder and pulling him up to his feet. "When the time comes take him away from his family? Why not do it now, since that seems to be what you Jedi do."
Obi Wan calmed himself, he wouldn't be dragged into a shouting match with Owen. "I am a servant to this child and his mother, if she does not wish him to be tained then I will honor her request." He swallowed before he spoke again. "If she chooses to have him trained as a Jedi, I will do so Owen."
"So he can end up like his father?" Owen bellowed. "A lot of good stealing Anakin away from his mother did the galaxy."
Obi Wan remained calm, letting Owen vent.
"I know what you are after Kenobi, I know you want to use this child to make up for the mistakes you made with his father, it doesn't take Jedi powers to figure that one out." Owen continued.
"Owen, if it is the will of the Force that Luke be trained. . ."
"No!" Owen slammed his fisted to the table, causing Luke to cry. "I will not have your Jedi babble in my house." He pointed a finger towards the still calm Jedi. "This child will not go gallovanting across the galaxy, getting into other people's business and troubles. I will die before I see him trained to be a Jedi."
Obi Wan lowered his head and nodded. "If that is your will Owen."
Owen got into Obi Wan's face. "That is my will."
Obi Wan looked at Beru who was working on calming Luke down. "I will tell his mother that you agree to watch over him, she thanks you deeply." Obi Wan walked past Owen to his chair and picked up his cloak. He looked between the young couple. "She only askes one thing, that he keeps the name Skywalker." He paused for a second. "He doesn't need to know the whole truth about his father, but she does want him to keep his heritage, it's very important to her."
"Of course." Beru answered before Owen could step in.
Obi Wan then placed a bag of credits on the table. "That is also from his mother, she says for your troubles." He then turned and left Luke with his relatives. In his heart Obi Wan knew that this was the right decsion for the child, but he still felt a small pang because he knew that Luke would never really know his parents; he only prayed that he would one day be able to teach Luke about the Force.
*TBC: Well there it was, and now it's out of the way so hopefully the rest of the story will come along more smoothly. . .please be kind and review, let me know what you think.
Author: ewan's girl
Author's note: I cannot believe I made it to chapter 30!! I'm sorry this chapter took longer than usual, it was partly because I had family visiting for two weeks, and also I had a bit of writers block involving this chapter. I'm still not sure if I am pleased with this chapter, but I knew I had to get it out of the way in order to finish this story. Please review anyways. Once again no spell check. . .I'm so sorry.
*Chapter 30 (wow, still can't believe 30 chapters)
// "Master, master Obi Wan?" A young voice called through the darkness, breaking the relaxing silence. "Are you awake?"
The young master pulled the blankets up to his chin and rolled over in his warm bed, he had finally for the first time since Naboo been able to fall asleep without difficulty, and now his peace was being interupted. "I am now padawan." He grumbled, not opening his eyes, drifting back to sleep.
Ten year old Anakin Skywalker cocked his head to one side as he watched the rise and fall of the twenty five year old man's chest as the breathing deepened. He reached down and shook his master's shoulder. "Master?" He pleaded.
Obi Wan mentally cursed, he felt so tired but his sense of duty kicked in and he forced his eyes open. As the image of his apprentice came into focus he noticed the distressed look on his face, Obi Wan propped himself up on his elbows. "Anakin?" He asked, his voice groggy from sleep. "What is wrong padawan?"
Obi Wan tried to soften his features as much as possible, noticing the boy's sandy blonde hair was matted to his forehead because of sweat, his sleep tunic was wrinkled in one corner where the boy had obviously wrung it nervously. "I had a nightmare." Anakin admited.
Obi Wan laid back down on his bed and rubbed his tired eyes. "Jedi don't have nightmares Anakin." He explained to the young boy.
"Then what do they have?" Anakin innocently asked.
Obi Wan turned his head and sighed, he sometimes forgot that Anakin wasn't raised at the Temple. "Jedi have visions." He explained.
Anakin suddenly looked even more distressed than before. "You mean what I saw will come true someday?" He asked, very worried.
Obi Wan softened his features again, and motioned for Anakin to lay down next to him on the bed. "The future is always in motion my young apprentice." Obi Wan continued as Anakin positioned himself next to his master, resting his head on Obi Wan's arm. "Jedi do have visions, but they aren't always prophetic ones." He tried to reasure his young charge.
Anakin looked up at his master, who had quickly become someone of comfort for him. "So, then if it doesn't come true, why isn't it just a nightmare?" He asked.
Obi Wan went to answer with some kind of Jedi wisdom, but found he couldn't. "You know, that is a very good question my young apprentice." He said with a warm smile. "One you should ask master Yoda about."
Anakin looked away from his master. "He doesn't like me very much." Anakin stated sadly.
Obi Wan sighed, he knew that wasn't true, but he also knew that Yoda was watching Anakin very closely. "Give it some time Anakin, everyone will open up to you eventually." He smiled. "I mean if I can learn to like you anyone can." Obi Wan teased.
Anakin gave Obi Wan a hard look, then stuck out his tounge at the older man. "Very funny master."
The two sat in silence for a while before Obi Wan ventured. "So, what was the nightmare about?"
Anakin swallowed hard and looked up at Obi Wan who was giving him a supportive look. "It was about you." He answered.
"Me?" Obi Wan was taken back, he was getting ready for another dream about the boy's mother.
Anakin nodded. "Yeah." He almost sounded afraid of explaining. "You were running away from something, but I couldn't see what." Anakin went on. "And you were afraid, then you disapeared and everything went dark." He looked up at Obi Wan, who was listening intently. "I know it sounds dumb, but it really scared me, it was so dark, and you were alone."
Obi Wan looked Anakin in the eyes. "Never shy away from you feelings Anakin, but on the other hand don't let them rule you either." Obi Wan tried to give a Jedi lesson. "You must remeber that it was just a dream, and that everything will be fine."
"How do you know?" Anakin asked. "That everything will be alright?"
Obi Wan shrugged. "You must trust in the Force Anakin, it will guide you always, as will I."
"You promise?" Anakin asked.
"I will always be there for you Skywalker, as long as you need me." Obi Wan assured the boy. He then found himself yawning, he looked down at Anakin who was also. "Get some sleep Anakin, you have your entire life to worry about the dark side." //
Obi Wan jumped awake as the memory left his subconscious, he quickly regained control of his sheilds, hoping not to disturb the sleeping bundle on his chest. He also didn't want to bombard Siri through their bond with his constant battle of his memories. He looked down at the small infant lying on him, sleeping peacefully for once.
The aging Jedi slowly shifted positions and craddled Luke in his arms then softly placed him in his makeshift crib and headed for the bridge. He, Luke, and Yoda had been in hyper space for nearly two days and he figured that they should be coming up on their destination very soon. He took a seat at the pilot's seat and looked at the navi computer, quickly noticing that their direction had been changed. He frantically searched for a reason when he sensed Yoda enter the cockpit.
"Relax you should." Yoda admonished.
"Why did you change our destination?" Obi Wan asked, exasperated.
Yoda didn't answer directly, instead hobbled to the co pilot's seat and pulled himself on it. "A different path my destiny lies." He said after a moment.
Obi Wan looked at him puzzled. "What are you talking about master?"
Yoda took a deep sigh. "Meditated on this I have, decided I did to return home."
"Return home?" Obi Wan looked at the computer. "To the Degobah system?" He looked back at Yoda. "You're leaving us then."
Yoda slowly nodded. "Guiding me the Force is, too much our signatures combined are, find us our enemies will if stay I do."
Obi Wan shook his head. "Master Yoda, that is not nessicarily true, if we keep moving. . ."
"Forseen this I have, for the safety of the Jedi, my presence must remain hidden." Yoda cut him off. "Lead them on you must."
Obi Wan was too tired and stressed out for this. "Master, I cannot do this. . .what if I fail them the way I failed. . ."
Yoda pointed his gimmar stick at Obi Wan's chest. "Stop that you will." He commanded. "Time to heal from this you will have, but bury your feelings deep you must, or used against you they will be."
Obi Wan looked at Yoda and nodded. "Yes master."
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"What is thy bidding my master." Darth Vader knelt in the center of a bare room in front of a large hollographic image of the Emperor.
The cloaked old man stared at his apprentice for a moment. "There is a great disturbance in the Force." He stated, his voice bouncing off the metal walls. "Unfortunatly I have yet to determine the source."
Vader was taken back, in the time he had worked for the Emperor he had never known him to admit a weakness. "I have sensed it too."
"What news of the remaining Jedi?" The hollogram asked.
Vader attempted to swallow his anger at this topic. "The where abouts of the Jedi are still unclear. . .they are hiding their presence."
The Emperor made no face of disgust or disapointment. "It matters not, the Jedi order has been defeated, one by one they will fall." He looked down at his apprentice. "The true power of the Force will prevail." He smiled. "I have appointed Govenor Tarkin to oversee the construction of our new weapon. . ." He stopped. "It is a project for the military leaders, and it will help to keep fear through out the galaxy."
"It's power will be insignificant next to the power of the Force." Vader exclaimed, he wasn't too empressed with this new battle station.
"Yes my apprentice, it will however aid us in comanding the entire galaxy." He stopped. "I have heard rumors of a rebellion, have you heard anything Lord Vader?" Vader stayed silent. "I have reasons to believe it was started by Bail Organa, and Senator Amidala."
Vader made no indications at the mention of his former wife. "They will join the Empire or die my master."
Palpatine smiled. "Excellent." The old man cackled. "Now, I sense you wish to return to your hunt for Kenobi."
"Yes my master."
"Let your anger feed your need for revenge my apprentice, but be mindful this could be a true test of your loyalties." Palpatine reminded.
"My loyalties lie with you my master, and with the dark side."
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Beru Lars' body stiffened as she heard footsteps outside of her home, her husband had gone into town for a new moisture vaporator and she had been alone for two days. She was an excellent marksman, and very independent, yet something always frightened her about being alone in the Tatooine wilderness. Her fear had intensified ever since her late mother in law was killed by a band of Tuskin Raiders. As the footsteps grew closer to her back door she grabbed her small blaster and prepared to defend herself. She attempted to calm her rapid heart rate, and concentrate on the situation when a soft knock on the door made her jump almost three feet in the air.
Once reason re-entered her mind she realized that a Tuskin wouldn't knock, she kept the blaster poised, but slowly opened the door. She quickly dropped the blaster to her side when she saw a familiar form, hidden inside a dark brown cloak.
"You frightened me half to death Ben Kenobi." She sighed and placed the blaster back in it's holster.
Obi Wan lowered his head in an appologetic manner. "For that I am truly sorry Mrs. Lars."
"Call me Beru." She offered a genuine smile. "Come in, come in, you must be dying out there in this heat with that heavy cloak on." She moved aside to let the Jedi in.
"Actually this cloak shields me from those blasted suns." Obi Wan stated, moving through the door into the kitchen.
"Can I offer you something to drink?" Beru asked.
"You don't have to do that." Obi Wan told her.
"Nonsense, sit down at the table, I'll be right there." She moved to the refridgerator unit, while he headed for the dining area. Beru followed him a moment later with two glasses filled with blue milk and sat down across from him.
"Owen must be away." Obi Wan stated, still wrapped inside his cloak.
Beru looked at him curiously. "Why do you say that?" She asked, handing him a glass.
"Because I was actually allowed to set foot inside your home." Obi Wan exclaimed.
Beru looked away. "Owen is a wonderful man, he may not seem like it to most, but he is a very passionate man, he loved his step mother very much." She sighed. "It broke his heart the day Anakin. . ." She stopped and looked up at Obi Wan. "The day he brought her back."
Obi Wan nodded sadly, Padme had relaid the story to him several times.
"He didn't understand why Anakin would rush off right after she had been buried, felt that the family needed him." She took a quick sip of her milk. "Of course he never could understand why the Jedi took a child away from his mother when he was all she had."
Obi Wan looked into the woman's eyes. "I have heard his arguments many times, but I know Owen is a good man who loves his family. . ." Obi Wan hesitated. "That is why I am here."
Beru stared at the Jedi. "What are you talking about?"
Obi Wan finally removed his hood and began to remove his cloak, Beru's eyes widened as she noticed a small child strapped to his chest. "This is why I am here." He carefully removed Luke out of the harness and craddled him in his arms. "This is Luke Skywalker, he is your nephew."
Beru placed her hand over her mouth. "What happened to the other? What about Padme?"
Obi Wan looked down at Luke and sighed. "Luke posseses powers like his father, it is not safe for him with his mother and sister, he will be hunted like the rest of us Jedi."
Beru removed her hand from her face and held a longing look as she stared at the infant. "Can I?"
Obi Wan nodded and carefully handed Luke to Beru, who hugged him tightly. "His mother wants him to have a somewhat normal life, she fears for his safety, and knows this is the only way. . ."
"And what way would that be?" An angry, deep voice asked.
Obi Wan had sensed Owen enter the house a few minutes before, but was waiting for him to make the first move. "His mother askes for your help, she wants him to be safe."
"And what do you want?" Owen asked, grabbing Obi Wan roughly by the shoulder and pulling him up to his feet. "When the time comes take him away from his family? Why not do it now, since that seems to be what you Jedi do."
Obi Wan calmed himself, he wouldn't be dragged into a shouting match with Owen. "I am a servant to this child and his mother, if she does not wish him to be tained then I will honor her request." He swallowed before he spoke again. "If she chooses to have him trained as a Jedi, I will do so Owen."
"So he can end up like his father?" Owen bellowed. "A lot of good stealing Anakin away from his mother did the galaxy."
Obi Wan remained calm, letting Owen vent.
"I know what you are after Kenobi, I know you want to use this child to make up for the mistakes you made with his father, it doesn't take Jedi powers to figure that one out." Owen continued.
"Owen, if it is the will of the Force that Luke be trained. . ."
"No!" Owen slammed his fisted to the table, causing Luke to cry. "I will not have your Jedi babble in my house." He pointed a finger towards the still calm Jedi. "This child will not go gallovanting across the galaxy, getting into other people's business and troubles. I will die before I see him trained to be a Jedi."
Obi Wan lowered his head and nodded. "If that is your will Owen."
Owen got into Obi Wan's face. "That is my will."
Obi Wan looked at Beru who was working on calming Luke down. "I will tell his mother that you agree to watch over him, she thanks you deeply." Obi Wan walked past Owen to his chair and picked up his cloak. He looked between the young couple. "She only askes one thing, that he keeps the name Skywalker." He paused for a second. "He doesn't need to know the whole truth about his father, but she does want him to keep his heritage, it's very important to her."
"Of course." Beru answered before Owen could step in.
Obi Wan then placed a bag of credits on the table. "That is also from his mother, she says for your troubles." He then turned and left Luke with his relatives. In his heart Obi Wan knew that this was the right decsion for the child, but he still felt a small pang because he knew that Luke would never really know his parents; he only prayed that he would one day be able to teach Luke about the Force.
*TBC: Well there it was, and now it's out of the way so hopefully the rest of the story will come along more smoothly. . .please be kind and review, let me know what you think.