"I saw your ship crash, are you okay?" Luke asked concerned.

"Yes."

"My name is Luke Skywalker, what's yours?" Luke asked as he held his hand out.

"Did you say Skywalker?" Anakin asked incredulously.

"Yes, and you are?"

"How is that possible?"

"Huh? What are you talking about?"

"Do you know an Obi-Wan Kenobi?"

"Ben? Yes, he lives nearby, do you know him?"

"You could say that yes." Anakin smiled.

"But I still don't know who you are!"

"I don't know how this is possible, but I'm Anakin Skywalker, your father."

"HUH?" Luke passed out cold.

Anakin lifted him out and carried him into the T-16 and laid him on the bed and put a cold washcloth on his forehead.

Anakin flew the ship to his Jedi Star fighter to order Artoo to follow him to Obi-Wan's that way he could work on the hyperdrive while spending time with Obi-Wan. Luke awoke and went to the cockpit; Anakin was sitting there shaking his head.

"How can you be my father?"

"I don't know Luke, unless Padmé' is pregnant and I've somehow traveled into the future."

"Who's Padmé?"

"She's your mother; I guess you take after her in height."

"That's not funny." Luke replied sullenly.

"I'm sorry; you do look like me, though. Even the Force is strong in you. Who's training you?"

"The Force?"

"Yes, who's your master?"

"I don't have a master; my uncle would forbid it anyway."

"Who's your uncle?"

"Why do you need to see Ben?"

"Why do you answer a question with a question?"

"I don't know; why do you?"

Anakin sighed deeply and then saw his lightsaber on Luke's belt.

"Where did you get this?"

"Ben gave it to me; he said that it belonged to you. I also have your cloak, but it's a little big for me. I was going to ask Aunt Beru to hem it up for me, but my Uncle and I got into a big fight."

"Could you take me to Kenobi's?"

"I guess."

Anakin smiled and Luke jumped into the pilot's chair. Obi-Wan cleaned his hovel and then meditated. He felt a disturbance in the Force; he felt that his old padawan was near. He broke out in a cold sweat. He knew that he would have to protect Luke, but how did Vader find them? Vader wouldn't ever come to this planet voluntarily, Obi-Wan knew that he hated his years here and all the dark memories would flood him. Anakin followed Luke out to the hut.

"Ben?"

"Luke?"
Anakin pulled down his hood and smiled at the old man.

"Obi-Wan you have aged gracefully."

"You haven't aged a bit, Anakin. You look like you did the night we rescued the Chancellor."

"I know, I was pulled into this weird worm-hole and I ended up here on this forsaken planet."

"Hmm, so where's your ship?"

"Its about twenty miles away from here, I landed in the Jundland Wastes. That's where I found this guy."

"Luke? I thought you had gone home."

"I did. Uncle Owen and I got into a fight and he slapped me to the ground. I never want to see him again!" Luke cried as he ran into the hut.

"Come inside, we have a lot to talk about, Anakin." s

"Thanks, it seems strange being here. It's almost like there is nobody here, the only Force-sensitives I can feel is between the three of us, Obi-Wan."

Obi-Wan nearly cried at that.

"Why hasn't Luke been trained as a Jedi?"

"There are many things that have changed here, Anakin, things that you will have to understand."

"Please enlighten me, but let me check on Luke."

Luke was crying into a pillow.

"Luke?" Anakin gently called as he brushed his son's hair out of his eyes. Luke looked up and saw the concern in Anakin's face.

"You probably think I'm a child now, huh?"

"You are young Luke, how old are you?"

"Nineteen, today's my birthday."

"Happy Birthday, son."

"Yea it's been great, until I had to run into Uncle Owen. He doesn't like me very much; he says that I remind him of you."

Anakin smiled warmth and understanding flooded his eyes and he allowed a tear to flow down his face.

"I did some pretty terrible things when he last saw me. I flew into a rage when my mother died in my arms and I slaughtered an entire camp of Tusken Raiders, including women and children. Owen remembers when I returned home, he and the others felt my rage.

"Why?"

"I don't know, Luke. I felt I lost everything, my mother was my world. I deeply regret it of course. It was like I wasn't really there, it almost having someone take over for me and I saw my lightsaber flashing and murdering, but all I felt was absolute rage. I even heard Qui-Gon yelling at me to stop, but I couldn't it was like an evil entity took me over and I all I felt was a blood-lust and the power flowing through me. It terrified me; I hope I never go down that path again."

"Come have something to eat, I've made dinner." Obi-Wan called out to both Anakin and Luke.

After dinner, Obi-Wan offered a glass of Corellian Whisky to Anakin, Luke wanted a taste, but Anakin forbade it.

"Come on it's my birthday."

"I don't care if it's the last day of the Clone War, you will not drink until you are of age."

"Jeez, you sound like my Uncle." Luke sighed as he rolled his eyes.

Anakin laughed as did Obi-Wan.

"Its late son, why don't you go on to bed?"

"I'm not tired." Luke said as he stifled a yawn.

"Good night, Luke." Anakin stated a little sternly.

"No, I'm not going to bed." Luke adamantly stated.

"You will do as I tell you, Luke." Anakin stood to his six foot two inch height and towered over Luke who was barely five-foot seven.

Luke decided that discretion was the better part of valor and left the living room and went to the cot in Obi-Wan's room.

"He's definitely a chip off the old block."

"Yea, no kidding, now I'm sorry all those times I challenged you, Obi-Wan."

"You were always so damn rebellious and my God the pranks were the most devious."

Anakin smiled.

"I loved picking on Mace the most. He was always so serious."

"Yes." Obi-Wan's face fell.

"Obi-Wan? What's going on? Why is it so different here?"

"I don't know how to tell you my old friend, there were so many times that I wished I could have changed your fate."

"My fate, what are you talking about?"

"I made so many mistakes, Anakin. First, I should have recognized your dreams as Force-induced visions."

"My nightmares, you always tell me that they will pass in time."

"Yes but I was wrong, you were so very different from the other padawans, your fate seemed to be going against everything that the Jedi Code stood for and had stood for over a thousand years, we were still fighting the Old Sith War and we didn't recognize that it had changed, that the dark side had changed along with the Sith. The Sith were now patient, cold, calculating, waiting literally over fifty years for it's plans to come to fruition."

"Master, I don't understand."

"The 'Chosen One' prophecy; you were to bring balance to the Force. We should have recognized the need to change the day you showed up at the Jedi Council when you were nine years old. We should have had many different masters work with you, instead of just me. I felt saddled with you, Anakin, I mean I was just out being a padawan myself when I started training you."

"Master, you and I are great friends; you are acting like I fell to the dark side and betrayed the entire republic and all of my loved ones."

"You always did have a knack of hitting it right on the head."

"I, become a Sith? No way! Obi-Wan, I love you like my father and you are my best friend."

"Anakin are you still having nightmares? Is there something that's troubling you?"

Anakin lowered his head into his hand and tears started flowing.

"Obi-Wan, I'm married and I don't how or why yet, but Luke is my son. Is Padmé pregnant?"

"Yes, she had two children a boy and a girl."

"Where is Padmé?"

"She's gone, Anakin, when you fell to the dark side, you attempted to choke her and she died after giving birth, she died of a broken heart."

"I killed Padmé? No!"

"Anakin, Chancellor Palpatine is Darth Sidious."

"Huh? He's my friend."

"I know, I think he has been manipulating you, preying on your fears. He became the Emperor and took over the galaxy. He is cruel, manipulating and he has an apprentice who is responsible for murdering the entire Jedi Order, including the younglings. He and I fought on Mustafar, I left him for dead. He arose as Darth Vader; he lost his legs, and his one human arm. He is you."

Anakin felt the world swim around him and he fainted.

"Yes, sleep my friend." Obi-Wan laid his friend on the couch and removed his boots and put a blanket over him.

Obi-Wan found Luke asleep on his cot curled up on his side. He seemed peaceful.

The next morning, Anakin awoke and found Luke staring at his scar on the left side of his head and he was even fiddling with his father's gauntlet glove.

"It is very rude to stare, Luke." Anakin softly said as his son fell over his own feet.

"Sorry, Father. I'm so intrigued. Why do you wear one glove?"

"I had my hand cut-off in a lightsaber duel."

"Who would do a thing like that?"

"A Sith Lord named Count Dooku."

"Sith, like Darth Vader?"

"Yes."

"You are him aren't you?"

"Who?"

"Darth Vader?"

"I hope not, but Obi-Wan says that I am."

"What's your worst fear, father?"

"Losing your mother and it seems that Palpatine would promise me anything as long as I bowed to him. Now, I know that I'm not going to go that way, if I ever make it back to my own time."

"I hope not, father, I missed you my entire life."

"I'm sorry Luke." Anakin pulled Luke into an embrace and held him as the tears of relief and joy flooded him he was shaking as the sobs increased intensely.

Luke felt better though a bit childish by crying inconsolably against the black leather inlays of his father's tunic. Obi-Wan smiled and put the water on for some tea. Luke helped Obi-Wan with bringing out the dishes and food for breakfast. Obi-Wan and Anakin meditated together, while Luke returned to his farm to apologize to his uncle Owen and his Aunt Beru. He then saw black thick smoke funnel out of the door of his home and saw their dead bodies. He jumped into the land speeder and returned to Kenobi's hut.

"Father! Ben!" Luke screamed as he jumped into the hut.

"I thought you were going to apologize to your Uncle Owen, Luke." Anakin stated.

"They're dead, both of them. Storm troopers murdered them! Why?"