Chapter 1: The Future & Meeting Luke
Padmé and Anakin both frowned when they realized that they had ended up on another planet that looked exactly like Tattooine. "Did we somehow fly into a mirror galaxy?" He asked, as he carefully landed the ship in the Jundland Wastes.
"Where are we?" Padmé asked.
"Back where we started, Tattooine," he griped.
She nodded and the two then crept to the Lars farmstead. Owen Lars had sent his nephew, Luke Skywalker to the garage, when two people he never thought he'd see again walk up to the farm. "Anakin?" Owen gasped. "Come on in, bro. You too, Padmé."
The two entered and Padmé asked, "Owen, what's going on?"
"You've come for him, haven't you?" Owen asked.
"Come for whom?" Anakin asked.
"Your son, Luke," Beru replied. "We've raised him the best we could."
"Just tell us what's going on!" Anakin yelled.
"You're in the future," Owen said, evenly.
Then Beru called, "Luke! Dinner!"
"Coming, Aunt Beru!" A boy answered.
A nineteen year old blue-eyed, blonde-haired boy entered the house then.
"Please, can I go to the Academy?" Luke begged.
"No," Owen replied. "I need your help for harvest."
"But Uncle Owen," Luke began.
"Listen to your uncle," the other man said.
Luke whirled to look at Anakin and Padmé, noticing the two for the first time. "Aunt Beru, who are they?" He asked.
"Anakin Skywalker," the other man replied.
"Daddy!" Luke sprang into Anakin's arms quickly.
Then he looked at Padmé. "Are you my Mommy?" He asked.
"Yes," Padmé replied.
Anakin raised his eyebrows and she said, "I need to talk to your father, OK, Luke?"
Luke nodded and Padmé led Anakin outside. "Anakin, I want to go home," she said.
"Padmé, we can't just leave Luke," Anakin protested.
"I know, but what if, what if I lied to him? What if I'm not his mother?" She asked, trembling.
"We'll ask Owen and Beru—after Luke's asleep," Anakin promised. "But Beru was addressing both of us when she said Luke was your son. And I can feel that you're his mother, Angel."
Padmé nodded. "Aw, man, Uncle Owen is going to kill me," she heard Luke groan.
"What happened?" She asked.
"The little astrodroid ran off," he grimaced. "R2-D2."
Anakin grinned and said, "That droid has a mind of his own. He's loyal though. You won't find a more loyal astromech droid in the galaxy."
"Your father and I will go look for R2 with you in the morning," Padmé said.
Luke nodded. Then she added, "Now go to bed."
Luke nodded and then turned and ran back over to them and hugged each of his parents in turn. Then he went to bed.
Padmé turned her attention back to Anakin. "We've got to stop this future, Ani, I can't," she broke down.
"Angel, what's wrong?" Anakin wrapped his arms around her. "Tell me. I won't be upset."
"Look how happy Luke is around us. I want that, but he acts like he's never seen us before, I can't let that happen. I want us to raise our son. Every first moment we missed. Oh, Anakin," she collapsed into his arms crying desperately.
Anakin wrapped his arms around her and said, "Shh, Angel, when we get back to our time, we'll not let what took our son from us happen, I promise."