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A/N-Reviews are welcome. I'm thinking about doing a story where Beru and Bail contact each other.

Part II

Luke Skywalker was a different type of boy. He was often a loner, and he was only six years old. He could often find out different things, find things no one else could. He didn't know why, he just did. His step-aunt, Beru, thought he'd be a very handsome when he grew up.

His father, Anakin Skywalker, had been very handsome. His mother, Padme Amidala Skywalker, had been very beautiful. Anakin was the son of Beru's husband, Owen's, step-mother. She had been killed by Tusken Raiders years ago. Anakin and Padme had come to Tattioone together, because Anakin had visions that Shmi was in trouble.

Anakin brought back Shmi's dead body. Anakin had been a Jedi, the Chosen One, that's what they called him. He was a great pilot, the only one ever to win a Boonta Eve Podrace.

Anakin had turned onto the Dark Side of the Force, and was now called Darth Vader. His mother was dead. She had been a Queen, and a Senator. She had been very kind.

Luke had a twin sister, Leia, who was adopted by a friend of Padme's and Anakin's, Senator Bail Organa of Alderaan. Luke was being watched by Anakin's former Jedi Master Obi-Wan Kenobi, now known as Ben Kenobi. Owen often grumbled about that, saying he couldn't be that great of a Jedi if Anakin had turned to the Dark Side. Beru often said Obi-Wan couldn't be blamed. But Owen said he didn't want Luke talking to him.

Owen and Anakin hadn't talked much at all, but Owen had taken Anakin's turning hard. He didn't want the same happening to Luke.

Beru herself couldn't believed what had happen. But when Obi-Wan, Ben, she corrected herself had asked them to take Luke, they couldn't refuse. How could they refuse Shmi's grandson, Anakin's son? She knew that Owen really cared about him deeply, and that his father Cliegg would have killed him if he hadn't taken him.

Cliegg had loved the little boy. But he had died a year after his step-grandson had come to them.

Beru knew that Owen was stern with the boy, but she thought it was be out of caring, and even fear. Owen was afraid that Luke would follow his father's footsteps. Ah, speaking of Luke. Beru saw a little blonde blur wearing white running toward her, stopping to hug her.

"Aunt Beru! Aunt Beru!" Luke said happily.

"Luke Skywalker! Luke Skywalker!" Beru replied. Luke giggled. Beru took the little boy's hand in her own and led him to a chair. She sat down, picked him up and he sat down in her lap. The little boy already looked like Anakin.

Sandy hair, blue eyes, but Luke was short. Beru remembered that his mother had been short. Luke's eyes held the seriousness his father's had. Beru finally decided that Luke Skywalker was a mix of both of his parents.

"Aunt Beru? Can I ask you something?" Luke asked seriously. Beru smiled and nodded. It would probably be something like why he had to help Owen so much or why he couldn't go to his best friend's, Biggs Darklighter, house every day.

It wasn't.

"Biggs looks like his mommy and daddy. I know that you and Uncle Owen aren't my mommy and daddy, but I know that some people looks their other family. Fixer looks like his uncle and his parent's, why don't I look like you or Uncle Owen?"

Beru put her face in her hand. A tear spilled out of her eye. Luke wanted to know about Anakin and Padme. He was only six years old.

"Well, you see Luke, your father's mommy married Grandpa many years ago. Uncle Owen's mommy wasn't your daddy's mommy. So they were step-brothers."

Luke thought that over for a minute. "Who was my daddy?" he asked quietly.

Beru took in her breath. For once, Ben and Owen had agreed on something and they decided that Luke shouldn't know about his father's true profession until he was much older.

"Your father was a space navigator. He was a very good pilot." Beru said the first thing she thought of.

"What was my daddy's name?" Luke asked curiously.

"Anakin. Anakin Skywalker."

Luke giggled. "That's my middle name! Luke Anakin Skywalker!" he said proudly.

Beru laughed. "That's right little one." She replied, using her nickname for him.

"What about my mommy?" Luke asked suddenly.

Beru's throat tightened. Padme had died in childbirth. She definitely couldn't tell him that. "She was very kind. Very beautiful. I can't tell you anymore, little one. Uncle Owen wouldn't like it. Someday, when you are older."

"Why?" Luke asked.

"Because Uncle Owen wouldn't want to make you sad." Beru said quietly and sadly. Luke hid his face in his aunt's shoulder.

"Did my mommy and daddy die? Or did they not want to take care of me?" Luke asked, sadly, and his voice muffled.

A tear fell from Beru's eye. She knew Padme wanted to take care of her twins very much. And so did Anakin. But what scared her was that Vader did too. And Owen and Beru would do everything in their power to make sure he never got to their Luke. Bail Organa would do the same for Leia.

"No, little one. They wanted to take care of you very much. They love you very much. Yes, they did die, but they'll always love you. They'll always watch over you." Beru answered.

Luke lifted his head up. He nodded sadly and slowly. Beru picked him up and put him down. "Come, I most go make dinner." Luke nodded again and the two of them went off.

Dinner was a quiet affair, Luke barely spoke at all. Owen looked worried about him. After dinner, Beru told him. "Luke asked me about his parents. I told him that you were Anakin's step-brother, that his parents were dead and that Anakin had been a space navigator." Beru felt tears fall down her cheeks. Owen got up. "I'm going to check on the boy." he said roughly, but Beru could detect the sadness in his voice.

Owen found little Luke standing staring at the setting twin suns, the same place where he had been years before, waiting for Obi-Wan to bring Luke, and trying to figure out how Anakin, Shmi's precious Annie, had turned evil.

Owen walked up behind Luke and put a hand on his shoulder. His nephew jumped. "Uncle O-Owen! I'm sorry!" Luke started to speak but Owen raised up a hand to silence him.

"It's okay Luke, I just came out here to admire the setting suns with you." Owen said. Luke nodded, and uncle and nephew stood watching the twin suns set, the light the twin suns set off reminded Owen of the Light side of the Force-the side that he knew the Skywalker twins would embrace as Jedi.

Luke would then often go out to admire the setting twin suns to calm him, to think. This thought confused him, but watching the twin suns reminded him of his parents…

The End