Kenobi and the Skywalkers

"Yes, I'm Luke Skywalker? Did you know my father?" Ani looked at him. He did have the same hair color as he did. What was it Wald had said? The Lars have a kid named after Lars' stepmother, Luke Skywalker.

"I think....I am your father," Ani said at last.

"Funny, Ani. Let's see if Old Ben is inside."

"I'm not joking. Tell me about the Republic."

"The Old Republic?" Anakin was starting to hyperventalate. This could not be happening. Some how he had found himself over ten years in the future. It was the only thing that made sense. That was why the Princess had looked like Padme, she was obviously Padme's daughter and this was his son. The words Empire and Rebellion hadn't made any sense at all to him. "Ani are you okay?"

"No, I think I'm going to be sick," and he certaintly looked grained. He crouched down and heaved up whatever was left in his stomach.

"Well, there were the Clone Wars. They ended and Palpatine declared himself Emperor. I didn't really pay much attention. Sorry," Luke stated with a shrug.

"Who was your mother?"

"I don't know. Uncle Owen doesn't like to talk about my parents. All I know is my father was a navigator on a space freighter during the Clone Wars."

"Not a Jedi?"

"No. Why?"

"My name is Anakin Skywalker and I just left this dustbowl for Coruscent to become a Jedi. I've already begun my training."

"But that doesn't make any sense." Anakin folded his legs indianstyle and sat down. "What are you doing?"

"Meditating. I told you, Master Obi-Wan promised me I would be a Jedi Knight. I need you to be quiet." Anakin closed his eyes and begun asking the Force for help. For some reason it refused. Instead it showed him an Old man and Big Black Meanie in a lightsaber duel. It showed Big Black Meanie swinging at the elder Jedi and the Jedi disappearing. Anakin concentrated harder, feeling for Force signatures. He knew. Obi-Wan was the older Jedi. He could feel his Force signature. He opened his eyes to see the old guy in front of him. He stood up wiping the sand from his tunic and bowed.

"Master Obi-Wan."

"This isn't possible," Obi-Wan stated, grasping at his heart.

"Ben? Ben, it's going to be okay. It's Luke, Luke Skywalker from Mos Eisley."

"I know who you are Luke," he smiled wearily, "Who is your friend?"

"He says his name is Anakin Skywalker, but that's impossible isn't it?"

"Nothing is impossible, Luke. Perhaps, you should go along home. Your uncle will be missing you, shortly."

"Of course, Ben. I'll see you later."

"Always, Luke. And Luke, may the Force be with you, always."

"See you later, Ben."

"Master Obi-Wan, is that my son? How did I get here? Where is here? How come I can't feel any other Jedi? How did you get so old?"

"Everything ages, Anakin."

"I never really thought you would get old."

"I see. Tell me Anakin, before showing up with Luke where were you?"

"I was on this huge battle station and there was this guy in a big black suit and a Princess. I saved her. Artoo has plans for some kind of battle station."

"Where is Artoo?" Obi-Wan asked but he didn't need to as soon as those words were out of his mouth, the little astromech droid was zooming across the sand to his hut. "It seems we are all reunited. Did Luke leave Three-pio?"

"I don't think so, Master."

"Then, Anakin, we will have to get him later. Be mindful of forming attachments to things, Anakin. Attachments may lead to the Dark Side." Anakin looked at him funny.

"Master, I have heard this before. You know Three-pio is only my friend. I built him, but I think of him as a friend, I would never thing of him as a slave." Old Ben sighed, he hadn't meant to be so harsh on him. Everything was whirling out of control. This was Anakin as a young child. He wasn't sure whether he wanted to throttle and spank him or pick him up and hug him and make him promise to never turn to the dark side. At any rate, he would have to keep going. He would have to decide quickly. He would have to turn the page on the book that was his life.