*Disclaimer: ER belong to Michael Crichton, Star Wars belongs to George Lucas. Ok, glad I got that over with. On with the show.

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We open in Chicago, Cook County General Hospital, the Emergency Room entrance. An ambulance wheels in and the paramedics jump out, opening the doors and unloading the patient. The patient is a man of 25, with shaggy brown hair. He speaks in a Scottish accent.

PATIENT: I don't want to die in a hospital!

PARAMEDIC: Relax, will you, you're not going to die! You were only shot in the leg.

PATIENT: The leg? How can that be? That cop had a clear shot at my chest!

PARAMEDIC: He used to be a stormtrooper.

PATIENT: Oh. Well that makes sense.

Dr. Greene and Nurse Carol Hathaway approach the patient and begin to wheel him inside.

CAROL: This is the one, Mark. The guy who held up the drugstore.

GREENE: What do we got?

Before the paramedic can speak, the patient cuts her off with a scream.

PATIENT: I've been shot in the bloody leg, mate! What does it look like?!

GREENE: Ok, sir, I'd like you to calm down. What's your name?

PATIENT: Obi-bleeding-Wan Kenobi!

CAROL: You told me your name was Duncan!

OBI-WAN: Like I'm going to give you my real name when I'm trying to rob a drugstore!

CAROL: Point.

GREENE: Why tell the truth now?

OBI-WAN: Are you mad? Have you ever seen a hospital bill? I'm chalking this one up to my insurance company, mate.

GREENE: Good idea.

Carol and Mark wheel Obi-Wan into curtain 3 and stop the gurney. They start to get out the proper instruments to tend to Obi-Wan's gunshot wound, but notice that it's been healed.

GREENE: How'd that happen?

OBI-WAN: (trying to think of a good excuse) Um, well, must have just bounced off. Fancy that.

Greene and Carol exchange a suspicious look.

GREENE: Well, you appear to be ok, but you'll have to stay here while we run some tests.

Carol draws some of Obi-Wan's blood.

OBI-WAN: (muttering) Force that hurts! Why couldn't they use one of those little testing jobs like Qui-Gon had?

CAROL: What?

OBI-WAN: I said. You're sure you're not jesting me like my mom did?

Obi-Wan cringes at the stupidity of his comment. Carol gives him a strange look, but just shakes her head.

CAROL: Um. no really, we just need to run these tests I promise. There, now I'll take this down to the lab.

As she and Dr. Greene leave, another nurse comes in with a young boy. She motions him to the open gurney next to Obi-Wan and then leaves. The boy looks curiously at Obi-Wan, who tries to ignore him and becomes transfixed by the shiny metallic gurney railings.

BOY: Hi! I'm Anakin Skywalker! Are you an angel?

OBI-WAN: What the bleeding heck did you just say?

ANAKIN: (smiling widely) I asked if you were an angel.

OBI-WAN: No I'm not a bloody angel. And if I were you, I'd think twice before I said something like that to a perfect stranger. That's a horrible line.

ANAKIN: (unfased) But are you sure you're not an angel, because I thought people in the hospital were supposed to be hurt, and you aren't hurt, so you must have done something to make yourself better.

OBI-WAN: (nervously) What, heal myself? That's ludicrous.

ANAKIN: You did heal yourself! I know it! That's so cool! You're an angel! Yippee!

Obi-Wan leaps from his bed and covers Anakin's mouth with his hand.

OBI-WAN: (whispering) Sith, don't ever say 'yippee' again. You could get the snot beat out of you for something like that! Understand?

Anakin nods slowly. Obi-Wan releases him and stands back.

ANAKIN: So if you're not an angel. what are you?

OBI-WAN: I'm a, uh, a robber.

ANAKIN: A robber? (disappointed) Oh, I thought maybe you were a Jedi.

OBI-WAN: (laughing nervously) Ha! A Jedi! Wouldn't that be something. No I'm just here for a, um, the flu. (coughs)

There's a pause while Obi-Wan tries to think of something to distract Anakin from discovering his true identity.

OBI-WAN: So, what are you here for? You look pretty healthy.

Obi-Wan sits down on his gurney and begins to eat the food of the unconscious patient to his left.

ANAKIN: Oh, well I'm just hear because my mom's here.

OBI-WAN: (between bites) Your mom. Why's she here?

ANAKIN: She has something called an STD.

Obi-Wan's eyebrows arch.

OBI-WAN: Oh, um, well that's interesting.

He tries to go back to eating.

ANAKIN: What's an STD?

Obi-Wan chokes on a piece of turkey.

OBI-WAN: Well. you see.. Um..

ANAKIN: Because my mom has them all the time!

Obi-Wan shakes his head.

OBI-WAN: Uh, well really, I think that's something you should ask your mom about. When you're older, of course.

The door to curtain 3 opens just then, and Shmi Skywalker walks in. When Obi-Wan sees her, his jaw drops.

OBI-WAN: SHE'S your mom?

ANAKIN: Yeah!

SHMI: Oh my! Ani, what's this?

ANAKIN: This is my friend, um.

OBI-WAN: Obi-Wan Kenobi. We've met.

Anakin looks from Obi-Wan to Shmi. Both look stunned to see one another and a little embarrassed.

OBI-WAN: (uncomfortable) Wow, Shmi. What's it been, 10 years? Fancy meeting you here. now.

SHMI: I'll never get used to Anakin's surprises.

OBI-WAN: Yes, well. Why didn't you ever get a job with the Republic? I hear they've got some fabulous programs these days.

SHMI: The Republic doesn't exist out here. We must survive on our own.

OBI-WAN: Right. right. um, Shmi, can I ask you something? How old is Anakin?

She stares at him blankly for a moment, then spits out-

SHMI: Gambling. Everything around here revolves around betting on those awful races.

Obi-Wan looks at her quizzically.

ANAKIN: Oh, mom never learned to speak Basic. She only knows the lines she was taught by George Lucas.

OBI-WAN: Oh. Right. so, um, Anakin. how old are you?

ANAKIN: Nine.

Obi-Wan gulps slowly, having a bad feeling about this. He pauses a considerable amount of time before asking the next question.

OBI-WAN: Who's Anakin's father?

SHMI: There was no father. I carried him, I gave birth to him. I can't explain what happened.

OBI-WAN: (laughing) Oh, that's a good story! Tell that to everyone, do you?

ANAKIN: It's true! I was created by the Force. That's why I have special powers, like a Jedi!

OBI-WAN: Special powers?

ANAKIN: Yeah! I can predict the future sometimes.

Obi-Wan sits down slowly on the edge of his gurney.

OBI-WAN: I think I'm going to really be sick now.

ANAKIN: What? What's wrong?

SHMI: What does your heart tell you?

Anakin looks confused.

ANAKIN: I don't know what's wrong. I was just telling him that the Force is my dad and-

OBI-WAN: No, I am your father.

SHMI: Now you can make your dreams come true, Ani. You're free!

Obi-Wan tries to ignore Shmi's compulsive line reciting.

ANAKIN: I don't get it. how could you be my dad? I don't even know you!

OBI-WAN: I was only 15, for Force sake! It was a stupid, stupid mistake. (groaning) Qui-Gon is gonna kill me.

SHMI: Oh my goodness, that's wonderful!

OBI-WAN: Would you shut up you stupid *****!

Shmi falls silent. Anakin looks up hopefully at Obi-Wan.

ANAKIN: Well. dad, will you come back to Tatooine with me?

OBI-WAN: Ooooh no. No, no, no. I'm going back to Courscant and forgetting I was ever at this bloody hospital. And you're going to forget you ever met me.

ANAKIN: But why-

Obi-Wan waves a hand in front of Anakin's face.

OBI-WAN: (slowly) You're going to forget you ever met me.

ANAKIN: I'm going to forget you ever met me.

OBI-WAN: No, no, you Anakin are going to forget you ever met me, Obi-Wan Kenobi.

ANAKIN: I'm going to forget I ever met Obi-Wan Kenobi.

OBI-WAN: (with a smile) Good. Good. That should work. Though maybe I should cut my hair just in case. And adopt a different accent. Just to be on the safe side.. Uh, cheerio, then!

Obi-Wan scurries out the door without looking back.

ANAKIN: What just happened?

SHMI: He was meant to help you.

ANAKIN: Mom, would you give it a rest!

Back in the ER hallway, we see Obi-Wan hurrying to escape from the hospital.

OBI-WAN: (murmuring to himself) Oh, not good. This is definitely not a good thing at all.

A bum on a gurney points and laughs hysterically at him. His chart reads 'Rick'. Obi-Wan stops and glares at him. In a fit of rage, he causes a light above to explode in a shower of sparks. He then turns and storms off.

RICK: This is ****ing awesome!