The Son meets the Father

Anakin followed Obi-Wan's force signature. What in blazes is he doing here? Before he could get there though he saw what looked like a nineteen year old boy. The Force was telling him to stop so he did.

"Hey, that's mine."

"I'm sorry," Ani stated, "I left a note with my family. I've got to see Obi-Wan Kenobi."

Ani looked at the boy. He seemed so familiar, like the girl had. He reached into the Force and then frowned, the boy had Force potential. There was something oddly familiar about the Force signature.

"Obi-Wan Kenobi? Perhaps, you mean old Ben?"

"Perhaps. Do you think he knows Obi-Wan?" they boy shrugged his shoulders.

"Uncle Owen, can you come over here a minute?"

"Sure, Luke." Anakin waited and watched as an older man came over and draped his arm protectivly around the boy.

"Hello, I'm Owen."

"This kid is trying to find an Obi-Wan Kenobi."

"He doesn't exist anymore."

"Are you sure?" the boy, Luke insisted. "I though he might mean old Ben Kenobi. He's a crazy old hermit."

"Obi-Wan Kenobi died about the same time as your father."

"I'm going to take her then, Uncle Owen. I'll be back as soon as I can."

"I'm not sure that's a good idea, son," Owen stated.

"He's just a kid, Uncle Owen, I wouldn't want him to get lost."

"Fine, be back before dinner. I need your help," he replied layering his gaze straight on Luke.

"Mind if I drive?" Luke asked.

"No. I'm driving. You navigate," Anakin told him. "Your uncle really thinks Obi-Wan died."

"Yeah. My father was a space navigator on a space freighter. I wish I'd known him."

"What was he like?" Anakin asked while following Luke's direction. "I never had a father."

"He looked like me, I think. At least that's what Uncle Owen said, he left his mother to become a pilot. I think Uncle Owen's afraid I'll leave."

"Maybe he had no choice. Maybe your father knew that as much as he wanted to be with his mother, that there were others out there that needed his help," Anakin said thinking of his own mother that he had left behind.

"That's what I thought too. I mentioned that to Uncle Owen who said my father was selfish, arragont, and kept his head in space instead of on Tattooine where he belonged."

"Maybe your uncle just didn't undernstad."

"Anyway, there it is. Do you want me to wait with you?"

"No, Luke, I'm fine."

"What's your name anyway?"

"It's Ani."

"Nice to meet you, I'm Luke, Luke Skywalker."

"Did you say Skywalker?"