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Obi-Wan's Daughter-Part 5
Nemesis sat by the door waiting patiently for her father.
*Why do I have to meet Luke?*
*Because one day the two of you may have to work together. You are both important to the galaxy's future.*
*But he doesn't know anything about the Force. He doesn't know who he is.*
*Well, one day we will have to explain it all to him. But not today.*
*When?*
Obi-Wan entered the room. "We will know when the time is right. But you must promise you won't tell him anything until then."
Nemesis nodded. "I promise."
***
Owen opened the door wondering who it could be this time. When he saw who stood on the other side, he frowned.
"I thought I told you....."
"Nemesis needs somewhere safe to stay for the day." Obi-Wan gestured to the little girl who stood beside him. Owen had just now noticed her.
Owen swallowed hard. "Yes. Of course." He stared at his niece for a few moments. "Does she know who I am?"
"Of course I do, Uncle Owen." Nemesis answered for her father. Obi-Wan couldn't help but smile.
"I may be gone for a while. Can she stay here over night?"
Owen nodded again. "Of course. What will you be doing?"
"Nothing overly important." Obi-Wan replied. He knelt down to hug his daughter. "I know I don't have to tell you this, but behave."
Nemesis' response was a nod and a giggle."
*And remember what I told you.*
*I will, Daddy.*
"Bye, Daddy." Nemesis said as her father walked away.
"Come back to her, Ben." Owen called after him. ~She doesn't need to loose both parents.~
****
"Beru! We have company!" Owen called. Nemesis followed him inside.
Beru came out of the kitchen. She was wiping flower off of her hands onto her apron. She froze when she saw the little girl who stood beside Owen.
"Those eyes." She smiled. "Nemesis."
"Aunt Beru!" Nemesis giggled as she ran to give her aunt a hug.
Owen chuckled. "I didn't get such a warm hello."
Nemesis looked around. "Where's Luke?"
"You know about Luke?" Beru asked. She looked at Owen.
"Yes." Nemesis answered honestly. "But I'm not going to tell him anything about his father or the Force or Jedi if that's what's bothering you."
Owen smiled. "That does make me feel better."
"And he can't know I'm your niece. I think that would just confuse him."
"You're right." Owen agreed. "So, what do we tell him?"
Nemesis shrugged. "I'm the daughter of a Neighbor who had to go out of town for the evening?" She suggested.
"That could work." He agreed. ~She's very grown up for a six-year-old.~
"Luke is outside playing." Beru said, finally answering Nemesis' question.
"Would you like me to go get him?" Owen asked.
"No, that's okay. Let him play. I can meet him at dinner."
"Speaking of dinner," Beru said, "Would you like to help me cook? I'm going to bake some Cinnamon Buns."
Nemesis smiled. "Sure. I help daddy cool all the time."
Beru took her niece's hand and led her to the kitchen. Owen watched them leave. He couldn't help but wonder what would happen when Kenobi met Skywalker again.
****
Next stop, part 6
Feedback: I love it and I appreciate it. Please keep it coming.
Notes: Sometimes you have to put up with writer's block and other times the thoughts just flow to the paper. ** Represent telepathy between characters. ~~simply represent character thoughts. So, on with part 5, enjoy!
Obi-Wan's Daughter-Part 5
Nemesis sat by the door waiting patiently for her father.
*Why do I have to meet Luke?*
*Because one day the two of you may have to work together. You are both important to the galaxy's future.*
*But he doesn't know anything about the Force. He doesn't know who he is.*
*Well, one day we will have to explain it all to him. But not today.*
*When?*
Obi-Wan entered the room. "We will know when the time is right. But you must promise you won't tell him anything until then."
Nemesis nodded. "I promise."
***
Owen opened the door wondering who it could be this time. When he saw who stood on the other side, he frowned.
"I thought I told you....."
"Nemesis needs somewhere safe to stay for the day." Obi-Wan gestured to the little girl who stood beside him. Owen had just now noticed her.
Owen swallowed hard. "Yes. Of course." He stared at his niece for a few moments. "Does she know who I am?"
"Of course I do, Uncle Owen." Nemesis answered for her father. Obi-Wan couldn't help but smile.
"I may be gone for a while. Can she stay here over night?"
Owen nodded again. "Of course. What will you be doing?"
"Nothing overly important." Obi-Wan replied. He knelt down to hug his daughter. "I know I don't have to tell you this, but behave."
Nemesis' response was a nod and a giggle."
*And remember what I told you.*
*I will, Daddy.*
"Bye, Daddy." Nemesis said as her father walked away.
"Come back to her, Ben." Owen called after him. ~She doesn't need to loose both parents.~
****
"Beru! We have company!" Owen called. Nemesis followed him inside.
Beru came out of the kitchen. She was wiping flower off of her hands onto her apron. She froze when she saw the little girl who stood beside Owen.
"Those eyes." She smiled. "Nemesis."
"Aunt Beru!" Nemesis giggled as she ran to give her aunt a hug.
Owen chuckled. "I didn't get such a warm hello."
Nemesis looked around. "Where's Luke?"
"You know about Luke?" Beru asked. She looked at Owen.
"Yes." Nemesis answered honestly. "But I'm not going to tell him anything about his father or the Force or Jedi if that's what's bothering you."
Owen smiled. "That does make me feel better."
"And he can't know I'm your niece. I think that would just confuse him."
"You're right." Owen agreed. "So, what do we tell him?"
Nemesis shrugged. "I'm the daughter of a Neighbor who had to go out of town for the evening?" She suggested.
"That could work." He agreed. ~She's very grown up for a six-year-old.~
"Luke is outside playing." Beru said, finally answering Nemesis' question.
"Would you like me to go get him?" Owen asked.
"No, that's okay. Let him play. I can meet him at dinner."
"Speaking of dinner," Beru said, "Would you like to help me cook? I'm going to bake some Cinnamon Buns."
Nemesis smiled. "Sure. I help daddy cool all the time."
Beru took her niece's hand and led her to the kitchen. Owen watched them leave. He couldn't help but wonder what would happen when Kenobi met Skywalker again.
****
Next stop, part 6