Chapter Three: Trying to Ditch the Dodo

Lisa was very glad that Ben didn’t remember her. The guy had been a thorn in her side since they first met, always dropping in on her life when she didn’t want him to. She’d almost forgotten that their timelines weren’t in synch with each other, so this was the first time he had met her, just not the other way around.

He towed her to a planet named Tatooine to the settlement of Anchorhead. They touched down at a place called Tosche Station, where both the Shuttle and Shorty were being looked over by the head mechanic who identified himself as Fixer.

She didn’t need any powers to know what Ben was thinking – she couldn’t read his mind, anyway. He was curious as to her attitude towards him. She was doing everything she could to not interact with him, but curiosity about what she’d said over the communications channel kept bringing him back.

They were both standing by while the mechanics checked her droid and ship.

“Come on,” he said, trying once again to get her to tell him.

“Look, leave me alone,” she said finally, annoyed. “Stop bugging me.”

He just stared at her, making her very uncomfortable. She would probably have cracked if Fixer hadn’t walked up, wiping his hands on a rag.

“Where the hell did you dig up that thing?” Fixer asked. “The droid, too. I’m surprised you got as far as you did.”

Lisa crossed her arms. “From a junkyard. I know, I know. Is there any hope?”

“Oh, sure,” said Fixer. “But it’s not going to be cheap.”

She shrugged. “Money’s no object. Do what you have to.”

“Okay, then.” Fixer gave her a comm. chip so he could call her when the repairs were finished.

Lisa left the station and Ben was still tailing her. Anchorhead had a lot of different species roaming around, so she was half tempted to bring out her wings and take off if this guy wouldn’t beat it and soon. She currently had them so only she could see them.

Noticing Ben still following her, she rounded on him. “Look, you’re pissing me off. Leave me alone! Jeez, are all Jedi this persistent?”

That made him grab her arm and ask in a low voice, “How do you know that?”

Damn. So that wasn’t common knowledge. Double damn. “Let go…” she said, her eyes hard.

“Not until you tell me how you know that. No one knows that.”

“You do. Let me go.” His grip tightened a little. She glared at him. He was hurting her, but she wasn’t going to tell him that. Finally, she relented. “You told me.” He stared. “Our timelines aren’t in synch. We’ve met before…it just hasn’t happened to you yet. I can time travel. Now, let me go!” She jerked her arm out of his grip. “Happy, now?”

End chapter three.

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