Who Are You?

What's Going On

"Uh, it's not really a good-"

"Trust me, I won't get in your way! Please Luke."

"Why do you even want to go? You don't even know where I'm going or who I'm meeting."

Padmé had to think fast, she was desperate to find out how Luke acquired the droids.

"Well, it's just that...you remind me of my husband. And...I need to get back to Coruscant to be with him. I was hoping that after you were done you could drop me off."

Luke's face dropped, his smile and happy go lucky attitude were replaced with a serious look. He rested his hand on his lightsaber as he spoke in a slow monotone voice, to make absolute sure that Padmé understood.

"If any of us stepped foot on Coruscant, then we would be immediately executed. We are members of the rebel alliance, and if you're planning on reporting on us then I would have no choice but to cut you down right here. If you are not a sympathizer, then I advise you NOT to reveal us. However, if you truly wish to come, then I encourage you to play by our rules and don't forget that you're on thin ice."

Padmé couldn't believe what she was hearing. Just five minutes ago Luke was the nicest guy she had met in a longtime, now he was threatening her life. His colleagues stared at her intensely with the same judgmental looks, and held their weapons close as well. She felt as though she was backed into a corner, she wished for nothing more then to be back on her ship and for this to have just been another nightmare. All she could manage to speak in a timely manner was,

"Are, are you all Separatists?"

Their stern looks soon morphed into confusion. Leia broke the silence,

"We're rebels, against the Empire."

Han grabbed her shoulder and turned her around to face him,

"Leia, I don't like this. Stay behind me alright, I mean she might be crazy. After all I don't even know what a 'Separtist' is."

"RRRAAARGGGHHH!"

"I believe Chewbacca is correct, although I fail to recall what I was doing during the Clone Wars."

"Beep beep, whistle click."

"How would you know if I had a mind wipe, no in fact I don't believe you."

Padmé still was as lost as ever, so she just attempted to humor them.

"I'm sorry, please I'm not going to report you to anyone. I hit my head and my memory isn't fully back yet and I must be confused, I still would like to go with you Luke."

The group convened together away from Padmé to decide her fate, while she just stood there in the hot sand. Suddenly Artoo joined her, all while speaking droid. Threepio soon appeared as well and asked her a question,

"Excuse me, but have you and R2D2 met before? Because he keeps insisting that he knows you."

"Artoo, do you really recognize me?"

"Beep beep!"

Padmé let out a sigh of relief as she knelt down and hugged the droid.

"Okay, since you're here then Anakin can't be far away. Where is he?"

Artoo made a sad sounding beep that drew out and lowered in pitch. Padmé looked to Threepio as he translated,

"Well I'm terribly sorry miss, but this Anakin you speak of is dead."