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Summary: Luke tells his son, Owen, the story of how he fell in love with his mother and the evil that took her away from Luke and Owen. R/R.

Broken Wings

Prologue

Luke Skywalker sighed as he entered his home. He smiled as he saw his son, Owen, working on a new lightsaber. Owen had inherited his father and grandfather's mechanical ingenuity. Owen had also inherited his mother's intelligence.

"Something wrong dad?" Owen asked without facing his father.

"How long have you known I was here?" Luke grinned.

"The second you entered the house," Owen answered. "Aunt Leia called while you were out fixing that vaporator," he added as he faced his dad.

"Oh? What did she want? Is everything alright?" Luke questioned as he sat on the sofa.

"Everything's fine. She was just reminding you about Jaina and Jacen's birthday on Coruscant next week," Owen said.

Luke nodded. He watched Owen begin to clean up his workstation. Owen would be twenty next month. He was proud of his only son. Like his father, mother, and grandfather, Owen was following the path of the Jedi. As a child, Owen attended Luke's Jedi academy on Yavin IV. At fifteen, he was given the title of Jedi Knight along with his cousins Jaina and Jacen Solo. Luke let out a sad sigh.

"Dad, can I ask you something?" Owen asked as he sat beside Luke.

"Of course son," Luke replied.

"What happened to mom? I mean, I know she died when I was a month old, but what's your story? How did you meet?" Owen questioned.

"I knew we would have this talk one day. Why don't you get cleaned up and I'll start dinner. I'll tell you everything then," Luke answered sadly.

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Half an hour later, Owen and Luke finished filling their plates and sat at the table. Owen waited patiently, another trait he got from his mother, for Luke to begin the tale.

"Your mother was the most beautiful and caring person I had ever met. When we first met, I had already destroyed the first Death Star. She was eighteen and I had just turned twenty. She was visiting her parents on a planet called Karythia," Luke began.

T.B.C