TATOOINE. the planet wasn't supposed to be home to anything or anyone important. it was on the outer rim, slave owners and traders lived there along with thieves and of course, the tuskan raiders. overall, tatooine wasn't a place someone voluntarily went to, unless you were obi-wan kenobi.

the former jedi master hid away on tatooine, far away from the empire and any of its sympathizers. obi-wan had cut himself off from the force, making the galaxy believe he was dead. he'd rather it be like that, but his mind wandered to his daughter, vana.

he knew she was still alive, though if he was honest, he didn't know how. obi-wan knew of how her men tried to kill her, and how she got out of it was a mystery to him.

distancing himself from his own wasn't easy. he left without saying much to her, if anything. he didn't want her following him, or coming to him; it was for her safety.

he didn't like dwelling in the past, but as he sat alone, his mind took him to an easier time, a time where he, vana, and satine were, well, a family. when satine died, a part died with her, when anakin turned to the dark side, another part went. his daughter was the only part left, keeping him from giving up; she wasn't dead, and she hadn't turned to the empire.

he wasn't angry with anakin he mourned over him. obi-wan loved anakin like a brother and even considered him a son if he wanted to go down that path. the jedi had a lot of things on his mind, things that formerly wouldn't be an issue.

obi-wan walked into the cantina at mos eisley, the employees there knowing him as ben, nothing more. no one knew who he was, and if they did, they didn't ask questions.

"ben! it's good to see you, my friend, what can i get for you?" the man at the counter asked, his name was gale, and he was a good friend of obi-wan's.

"my usual, please," obi-wan sat down, keeping his eyes open for any suspicious activity.

"you hear about those pirates?" gale asked as he prepared obi-wan's drink. the man had darker hair, taller compared to obi-wan, but he had s gentle expression. gale always had time to laugh, despite being intimidating due to his strength.

"i have not,"

"well, they've become a problem. i've asked a friend of mine to come and help out with 'em," gale threw the information casually, not thinking anything of it. he didn't know much about the clone war, only that it ended horribly.

"what have these pirates been doing?"

"they've been stealing my stuff, and been terrorizing the villagers! they demand amounts of money i don't have, and when i don't pay up, they just take my stuff." gale ran a hand over his hair, exhaling through his nose.

"there's more, isn't there?" obi-wan was quite good at telling when there was more to the story; anakin was horrible at telling the entire story.

gale sighed, finishing up obi-wan's drink and handing it to him at the counter. the man had a sad look in his eyes, one that allowed for one to look deep inside the soul.

"these pirates...they don't care about the well-being of the villagers. so, if they have to inflict pain they will," the information did cause sympathy to rise in obi-wan's chest, but it caused this situation to be a lot more complicated than what he originally thought. everything told obi-wan he should help, but his desire to stay hidden overpowered the thought.

"i'm so sorry," obi-wan breathed. there was a heavy silence that presented itself between the two men. obi-wan didn't know what to say, which was a first. he took a sip of his drink and watched as gale sighed a heavy sigh. obi-wan was left by himself, gale going to tend to another customer. so, gale had someone sending a group of people to help gale to stop the pirates from raiding the village. let's hope gale's help is worthwhile.

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lol the father has arrived. anyways, i do move back up to school on friday so here's an update. i don't know what life is gonna look like from this point on, so updates might be few and far between. but!! thank you so much for the love on both home and reunions! you guys are much appreciated <3