Going Back: Testing Time

Chapter 6 -Shocked By Answers

Luke chuckled at Anakin and Obi-Wan's reaction. Their eyes wide, and their mouth wide open. "How is that physically possible?" Anakin asked.

Luke's chuckle turn into full blown laughter as his father pretended to faint. "Anakin, get up," Obi-Wan said. "I will when I find out I'm dreaming," he said. "Will get up if I give you proof?" Luke asked.

At those words, Anakin shot up. "Yes," he said eagerly. "You have a prosthetic hand, don't you Anakin?" Luke asked. "Yeah, so?" he asked. "So do I, but it has synthetic skin over it. Technology you don't have yet," Luke said.

"Prove, now," Anakin said. Luke then took of his glove. He reached for a pocket knife he had in his pocket and cut through the synthetic skin. "That old hermit I talked about? His name was Ben, but his real name, Luke said looking at Obi-Wan, "Was Obi-Wan Kenobi.

"Whoa," they said in sync. That was all they could say. Anakin again, pretended to faint. "Anakin, get up," Luke said. "No." Luke kicked him, hard. Anakin stood up,"Okay, ow," he said, rubbing his now bruised shin. Obi-Wan got a call on his comlink. "I've got to go," he said. "Where?" Anakin asked. "Why would I tell you," he said with a smirk, as he walked off. "See you later, old man," Anakin said. Obi-Wan scowled at his friend he called brother.

Luke realized, "I've got nowhere to stay!" "Don't worry, you can stay with me and Padmè," Anakin said. "Thanks," Luke said. Anakin then noticed it was getting dark. He smiled a crazy smile. "I have a bad feeling about this," Luke said. "You'll be fine... maybe," Anakin said coolly. "Okay, now I'm really worried," Luke said, not noticing his father had already started walking off. Turning to see he had already started to walk off, he said,"Hey, wait up," running to catch up with his father's long strides.

I wish I had gotten his height. It'd be allot easier to stay in pace with him. Luke thought.

With that, they were off to the Senator's apartment.

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Padmè heard the door of her apartment open. "Anakin's home," she said, as she stood in the kitchen, cutting vegetables for the soup for tonight's dinner. "I'm never, ever, letting you drive me anywhere. You almost killed me!" she heard a voice, she remembered belonging to Luke Starkiller.

He actually looks a lot like Anakin. Same hair, same eyes. He's even got his chin. Although, he is small like me. She thought as the two walked in. She turned to face Luke.

"You let Anakin drive, didn't you?" she asked him. "Yeah. It was a very bad idea," he said. "Never let him drive. Especially at night," she said, pointing an accusing finger at Anakin. "Hey!" Anakin said. "But, Padmè, can you cook a little more tonight? I told Luke he could stay the night," Anakin asked his wife. "Oh, no. You don't have to. I'm sure I can find something," Luke said quickly. "It's no trouble at all. I just started cutting up the vegetables. I got caught up in a meeting. I hope you like vegetable soup," she told him.

"I love it!" Luke said, "my aunt used to make it all the time." "What about your parents?" she asked. "I never knew my dad, and my mom died when I was born. I have a sister, but we were separated when we were born," Luke said, frowning. Padmè also frowned. "I'm sorry. I didn't know," she said. Luke's frown became a small smile, "It's alright.

"My sister is ... uh... a secretary for a senator on Alderaan. She's really annoying," Luke said. "I know how you feel," Anakin said, looking at Padmè. She slapped her husband hard on the arm. "Ow! Don't hit me! I've already got a bruised shin from Starkiller," Anakin said.