Full Summary: AU. After Anakin uses his love for Padme to overcome Palpatine, the Jedi Council decides to revoke the code forbidding attachments. Anakin and Padme can now be public, but this sparks many problems for the Skywalker twins… especially when Luke is kidnapped as a two week old infant. Thirteen years later Luke unknowningly runs into his father.

Author's Note: Ok, here's the first chapter, and to the people who read the original story: sorry that I had to change it, but I wrote myself into a dead end. I think it will be better this way, and you can count on a lot of the same things happening. I will try to post once a week on the weekends. Hope you enjoy.

Chapter One: The Boy in the Diner

"Listen kid," the fat, grumpy waiter nagged him. "Either order something, or get out."

Luke peaked out from behind his menu innocently.

"I'm still looking," Luke stated calmly.

"You've been looking for over two hours!"

"I'm a picky eater," Luke replied, his eyes back on the lunch menu.

With a growl of annoyance, the waiter stomped back into the kitchens. Luke released his grip of the menu, and watched the rest of the restaurant's customers, hoping to find someone with too much sympathy who would pay for his lunch.

Finding something to eat was one of the hardest parts about being a runaway. Some days it was the matter of looking in the right trash bins, other days he just didn't eat, and on rare occasions Luke got so hungry he would simply sit in a diner until someone gave in and bought him something.

Luke propped his menu back up when he saw two grown men approaching his table. He didn't like the looks of those two; they were Jedi Knights. Luke knew it was going to be really bad when one of them took the menu from his hands.

It was the older one, who only had a few gray hairs. "Do you mind if we join you?"

"No," Luke said. Although his tone suggested he didn't really want them there. They took booth across from him.

Luke took special notice of the younger Jedi. There was something familiar about him. He'd seen that scar before, the tall build, the curly blonde hair. He'd seen that Jedi before, but he couldn't place a name on him.

"I'm Obi-Wan Kenobi," said the old one.

"Oh, and I'm Anakin Skywalker, Master Jedi," he said coolly.

Sithspit! Of all the Jedi in the galaxy, Luke had to run into the very same one his father ever warned him about. It took a lot to scare Luke's father, so it was in Luke's best interest to stay far away from Anakin Skywalker.

A moment of insanity came over him where he considered dashing out of the diner, but reality came back. Luke would have to talk his way out of this one.

"You're the Hero with No Fear," Luke said. It seemed like something a normal kid his age would say.

"They haven't called me that in years," Skywalker said, giving Luke a strange look.

Luke ignored the comment and the suspicion.

"So what is your name, young one?" asked Obi-Wan, clearly trying to change the subject to something not about Jedi or wars.

"I'm not young, I'm thirteen!" Luke slammed his fist down on the table. "And my name is Luke."

"Shouldn't you be in school?" Skywalker questioned, and Luke was about to give a smart answer but unfortunately the waiter had overheard the question.

"He doesn't go to school," he said, pointing at Luke with an accusing finger. "Comes in here 'bout twice a week to work my customers for a free meal."

"Beats stealing," Luke replied in a childish voice. "Would you rather me do that one?"

"He makes a good point," Obi-Wan said as he handed him the menu back.

Luke grinned at the waiter, content that, at least for now, the Jedi Masters were on his side. He stayed quiet until Obi-Wan asked him if he would like something to eat, and even then he only nodded his head. Luke waited until he was addressed to open his mouth again.

"So, Luke," said Skywalker, making eye contact with him. "Is Coruscant your home world?"

"No, I'm from Tatioone," Luke answered, automatically. He crinkled up his face, confused as to why he just gave the enemy an honest answer. Skywalker wore a disgusted expression on his face.

"You just Force tricked me!" It was the only explanation Luke could think of for a slip up like that.

Skywalker smirked. "Did you know the average person won't even know they've been tricked unless someone tells them?"

"No," Luke said honestly. "I guess I'm not average, then." He doubled up his mental shields. There was no way Skywalker could sense his Force presence. No Jedi could be strong enough to break through a shield laced with the dark side, could they?

Luke was rather pleasure to see the fat waiter wasn't the one who came with their food. Instead, it was the pretty waitress. He didn't remember her name, remembering vital information would be getting too close.

"Hey handsome," the waitress addressed him, placing Luke's order in front of him. "And for my two favorite Jedi Masters." She put their plates down and smiled at each of them.

"How are you doing, Kat?" Obi-Wan greeted.

"Oh, I can't complain," she answered. "Enjoy your meals, and you, try to stay out of trouble, okay?" She directed her last words to Luke before leaving the boys to their food. Once food was in front of him, there was no talking to Luke. He stuffed his face, not caring what his company thought about his table manners. He was starving.

As he ate, he tuned out the chattering of the two Jedi, and started brain storming. How was he going to get away from these guys? Skywalker was clearly suspicious so Luke figured it wasn't likely that he would simply let Luke leave. When he was finished with his food, Luke pushed the plate in front of him and took a big gulp of his water.

"You were hungry," Kenobi commented.

Luke shrugged, "it happens."

"How about we give you a ride home?" Kenobi suggested.

"That's okay," said Luke. "I can walk."

"No, I insist that we…"

"What he really means is that you haveto come with us," Skywalker cut Kenobi off.

Luke frowned, imitating innocence the best he could. "Why?"

"Because you're a runaway orphan wrecking havoc of the streets of Coruscant," said Skywalker. "There's also this thing called the Dark Side that you seem to know a lot about."

Again, Luke was at a loss for words. If he denied it, they would know he was lying and if he admitted they would kill him or lock him away in some Sith prison. The thought alone made his stomach turn.

"You can relax," Skywalker said with a small grin and an air of amusement. "We don't execute ten year olds."

"I'm thirteen!" Luke nearly yelled. He put both his hands of his forehead. "And stop doing that!"

"Your Master didn't teach you to shield your thoughts properly," Skywalker continued to badger him.

"Master? I don't have a Master. I'm not a slave!"

These words seemed to have a strange affect on the Jedi. Skywalker looked as he got hit in the head with a frying pan. Kenobi simply had the look of a detective who had suddenly solved the case, and Luke didn't have any idea of what was going on.

Anakin Skywalker didn't know what to think. The boy who sat across from him back in that diner couldn't be his son, but at the same time he had to be. He was thirteen, his name was Luke, and he came from Tatioone of all places. Not mention looking at Luke was like looking at an old holo of himself at thirteen.

The Jedi Master just couldn't bring himself to believe his long lost son practiced the Dark Side. It didn't matter that he wasn't apprenticed to anyone. Darkness was still in him, and Anakin doubted Master Yoda would approve of Luke's presence on Coruscant. After all, it was Yoda who always said there was no coming back from the Dark Side.

There was fight in that kid, no doubt about it. He nearly escaped three times just on the way to speeder parked right outside the diner. Luke definitely had fight, but enough to break away from the Dark Side? Anakin didn't think it was possible.

He hadn't thought of Padme yet. She probably wouldn't even care about Luke favoring the Dark Side. The stubborn Senator would want her son home as soon as she heard they had found him. It would break her heart and put her in a rampage if the Council decided to keep them from taking custody of Luke. Not even the whole Jedi Order could handle the wrath of Senator Amidala-Skywalker.

Once Anakin landed the speeder, he motioned for Obi-Wan to take Luke out of the vehicle and wait for him. No words needed to be exchanged; his former Master already knew what Anakin was planning. With a lot of whining and hesitation, Luke eventually followed Obi-Wan out of the speeder.

Anakin got out his comlink, and punch a few buttons. Seconds later his beautiful wife's voice came sweetly through his ears.

"Ani, it's the middle of the day," she said. Anakin had forgotten she'd be working.

"I know," Anakin said, "I need you to come to the Temple ASAP."

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Verse of the Day (has nothing to do with story)

"Dear child, let us not love with words or tongues but with actions and in truth."

1 John 3:18