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There was something thick in the air when you woke that morning. It wasn’t physical, you couldn’t see it, but you could feel it. Something was coming, and you could feel that it was going to change everything. It stayed with you as your brother went to work and you helped your mother with her slave chores.

“Y/N,” your mother, Shmi, called from the hovel doorway. “Time to come inside, there’s a sandstorm coming.”
“I’ll be right in!” You responded.

As you finished cleaning up, you gasped. Someone was coming closer, and they were powerful. A power you have only ever felt in Anakin. You looked up to see Anakin leading a group toward you. You quickly ran inside, ignoring your mother’s questions about what’s wrong.

“Mom! Mom!” Anakin shouted as he entered the hovel with the group that was following him. “I’m home.”
“Dissen cozy,” the strange looking one with the long, floppy ears stated.

Shmi exited her work area only to be startled by the room full of people. You watched from behind a wall.

“Oh, my!” Shmi exclaimed. “Ani, what’s this?”
“These are my friends, mom,” Anakin answered. “This is Padme,” he pointed to the young woman, “and… gee, I don’t know any of your names.”
“I’m Qui-Gon Jinn,” the older man responded. You could tell that he was the one you seemed to be sensing. “And this is Jar Jar Binks.”

Qui-Gon pointed to the strange creature. A droid beeped from beside them, having gone unnoticed by you until then. As you stared at the droid, Qui-Gon noticed you. He could immediately sense something strong within you, easier than he had with Anakin.

“And our droid, R2D2,” Padme added.
“I’m building a droid,” Anakin stated excitedly. “You wanna see?”
“Anakin,” Shmi called for her son’s attention. “Why are they here?”
“Your son was kind enough to offer us shelter,” Qui-Gon responded, finally turning his focus back to the others.
“Come on!” Anakin said as he took Padme’s hand. “Let me show you 3PO!”

Anakin pulled Padme passed Y/N and into another room. R2 followed. Qui-Gon digged into a his utility belt and pulled out five small capsules, handing them over to Shmi.

“I have enough food for a meal,” Qui-Gon told her.
“Oh, thank you,” Shmi said. “Thank you so much. I’m sorry if I was abrupt. I’ll never get used to Anakin’s surprises.”
“He’s a very special boy.”

You watched as your mother looked at Qui-Gon as if he had discovered some sort of secret.

“Yes,” she said softly. “I know.”

Qui-Gon’s eyes found yours. You watched cautiously as he took a few steps towards you and then crouched down.

“Hello,” he greeted. “I am Qui-Gon Jinn. What’s your name?”
“Y/N,” you whispered.
“It’s a pleasure to meet you, Y/N.” He smiled. He could sense your Force signature studying his, even though he was sure that you had absolutely no idea that you were doing that.
“What are you doing here?”
“Your brother was kind enough to offer us shelter from the sandstorm.”
You shook your head. “That’s not what I mean.” You stepped out from behind the wall and scowled at the man in front of you. “What are you doing here on Tatoonie?”
“Y/N!” Shmi scolded. “That is no way to talk to a guest. Go get cleaned up.”
“Sorry,” you mumbled. You turned away and went to go clean up.
“I’m sorry about that,” Shmi apologized to Qui-Gon.
He straightened up and faced Shmi. “It is not a problem,” he said. “Are Y/N and Anakin twins?”
“Yes,” Shmi nodded.
“She seems just as special as him.”

~~~

The wind howled outside as the group gathered around the makeshift table in the hovel. Jar Jar slurped his soup loudly, earning annoyed looks from the group. Shmi and Anakin were answering questions as you ate quietly, taking it all in.

“All slaves have transmitters place inside their bodies somewhere,” Shmi explained.
“I’ve been working on a scanner to try and locate them,” Anakin told them, “but no luck.”
“Any attempt to escape—“
“And they blow you up! Poof!”
Jar Jar looked horrified. “How wude.”
“I can’t believe there is still slavery in the galaxy,” Padme stated. “The republic’s anti-slavery laws—“
“The republic doesn’t exist out here,” Shmi responded. “We must survive on our own.”

An awkward silence filled the room. You could feel Qui-Gon’s eyes on you, studying you. He was getting more and more interesting in you and your brother the longer he was with you both, but you were especially intriguing. Earlier, your Force signature had been strong, exploring his own. But the moment Shmi had scolded you earlier, the barriers in your mind shot up and he had yet to feel you since.

“How you ever seen a podrace?” Anakin asked, breaking the awkward silence.

Padme shook her head no, noticing the concern from Shmi about the question. You watched as Jar Jar snatched some food from a bowl at the opposite end of the table with his tongue. You cringed while Qui-Gon gave him a dirty look.

“They have podracing on Malastare,” Qui-Gon responded. “Very fast, very dangerous.”
“I’m the only human who can do it,” Anakin stated. Shmi shot her son a look. “Mom, what? I’m not bragging. It’s true. Watto says he’s never heard of a human doing it.”
“You must have Jedi reflexes if you race pods.”

Anakin smiled, proud of that compliment. Jar Jar attempted to grab another piece of food with his tongue, only for his tongue to quickly get caught between Qui-Gon’s thumb and forefinger.

“Don’t do that again,” Qui-Gon ordered.

Qui-Gon let Jar Jar’s tongue go. It snapped back into Jar Jar with a dramatic fashion. You laughed quietly, earning a smile from Qui-Gon.

“I—I was wondering something,” Anakin said.
“What?” Qui-Gon questioned.
“Well, ahh—you’re a Jedi Knight, aren’t you?”
“What makes you think that?”
“I saw your laser sword. Only Jedi carry that kind of weapon.”
Qui-Gon leaned back with a slow growing smile. “Perhaps I killed a Jedi and stole it from him.” Your brows furrowed as you sensed he was lying.
“I don’t think so. No one can kill a Jedi Knight.”
“I wish that were so…” You could sense a brief sadness radiating off of Qui-Gon.
“I had a dream I was a Jedi. I came back here and freed all the slaves. Have you come to free us?”
“No, I’m afraid not…”
“I think you have.”
“If you are not here to free us, then why are you here?” You finally spoke up, repeating your question from earlier.
Qui-Gon looked at you as he thought for a moment. “I can see there’s no fooling either of you,” Qui-Gon responded. He leaned forward. “You mustn’t let anyone know about us. We’re on our way to Coruscant, the central system in the Republic, on a very important mission, and it must be kept secret.”
“Coruscant,” Anakin repeated, “wow… how did you end up here in the Outer Rim?”
“Our ship was damaged, and we’re stranded here until we can repair it,” Padme explained.
“I can’t help! I can fix anything!”
“I believe you can,” Qui-Gon said, “but our first job is to acquire the parts we need—“
“Wit no-nutten mulga to trade,” Jar Jar added. You cringed, hating the way this create spoke.
“These junk dealers must have a weakness of some kind,” Padme said.
“Gambling,” Shmi replied. “Everything here revolves around betting on those awful races.”
“Podracing… greed can be a powerful ally,” Qui-Gon said, “if it’s used properly.”
“I’ve built a racer!” Anakin said excitedly. “It’s the fastest ever. There’s a big reach tomorrow, on Boonta Eve. You could enter my pod. It’s all but finished.”
“Anakin, settle down,” Shmi directed. “Watto won’t let you—“
“Watto doesn’t know I’ve built it.” Anakin turned to Qui-Gon. “You could make him think it’s your’s, and you could get him to let me pilot it for you.”

Your heart clenched. You and your mother both hated when Anakin raced. You never knew if he would survive. Qui-Gon glanced your way, sensing your worry.

“I don’t want you to race, Ani,” Shmi said. “It’s awful. I die every time Watto makes you do it.”
“But mom, I love it. And they need help… they’re in trouble. The prize money would more than pay for the parts they need.”
“Wesa ina pity bad goo,” Jar Jar agreed.
“Your mother’s right,” Qui-Gon says. “Is there anyone friendly to the Republic who might be able to help us?”
“Not in this system,” you responded as Shmi shook her head.
“We have to help them, mom,” Anakin pled. “You said that the biggest problem in the universe is no one helps each other.”
“Anakin, stop.” You glared at your brother. You could feel how scared your mother was about all of this.
“I’m sure Qui-Gon doesn’t want to put Anakin in danger,” Padme said. “We will find another way.”
“No,” Shmi sighed, “Ani’s right. There is no other way… I may not like it, but he can help you. He was meant to help you.”
“Is that a yes?” Anakin questioned. Shmi nodded in response. “That is a yes!”

Looking down, you focused on your food. You hated that Anakin was going to risk his life for these people. You knew that he was just trying to be kind. But the thickness around you had stayed with you all day and you were worried that Ani doing this was just make it all worse.

Qui-Gon watched as you silently stewed in your feelings. The walls protecting your Force signature had slowly dropped and he was able to sense you. You and Anakin were both clearly strong, but in different ways. The Jedi knew that this mission needed to be rushed, but he was interested in learning more about you and your twin.

~~~

The sandstorm had passed by the time morning had arrived. You ignored the guests in the hovel as you got ready and set out to help your neighbors clean up the mess made by the storm. The guests and Anakin started their day by going to Watto to see if he would let Anakin race. When they arrived back, they didn’t have to tell you that Anakin was allowed to race. The feelings radiating off the guests and the smile on Anakin’s face said it all.

Qui-Gon found a spot near the hovel as the others followed Anakin to his podracer. You were sweeping the sand off the stairs of the different hovels, listening into Qui-Gon as he spoke into a comm link.

“What if this plan fails, Master?” The person on the other end of the comm link question. His voice immediately calmed you. It was strange, how such a small snippet of the man’s voice sent a wave of peace over you. “We could be stuck here for a long time.”
“A ship without power supply will not get us anywhere,” Qui-Gon stated. “And, there is something about these twins…”

Qui-Gon met your eye briefly, causing you to quickly focus back on your work, still listening in. Shmi joined Qui-Gon outside.

“You should be proud of your son,” Qui-Gon complimented. “He gives without any thought of reward.”
“He knows nothing of greed,” Shmi responded. “He has…”
“He has special powers… both of them do.”
“Yes…”
“He can see things before they happen. That’s why he appears to have such quick reflexes. Y/N can feel emotions and sense changes around her. Those are Jedi traits.”
“They deserve better than a slave’s life.”
“The Force is unusually strong with them both, that much is clear. Who was their father?”
“There was no father, that I know of… I carried them, I gave birth to them… I can’t explain what happened… can you help them?”
“I’m afraid not. Had they been born in the Republic, we would have identified them early, and they would have become Jedi, no doubt. But it’s too late for them now, their too old.”

Qui-Gon’s brows furrowed as he sensed a tinge of disappointment. He turned to see that you were glaring down at the steps that you had been absentmindedly sweeping. Closing his eyes, Qui-Gon focused on his own Force signature and pushed it out to you. Your shoulders sagged as you felt comfort dancing around you. You looked up at Qui-Gon to see him smiling at you. You gave him a slight nod before going back to your work.

Qui-Gon headed over to the podracer to help. You stopped your cleaning and came to stand next to your mother. The two of you watched as the podracer’s engines roared to life, causing everyone to cheer. You looked at your home to see her smiling sadly.

Slipping your hand into hers, you asked, “what’s wrong, mom?”
She looked down at you with a fake smile, trying to get you to believe she was alright. You could see right through it. “It’s nothing, Y/N. I promise.”

~~~

Later that night, you found yourself on the back balcony of the hovel, staring at the stars above. Qui-Gon and Anakin joined you. Anakin sat on the balcony rail, staring up at the stars as well, as Qui-Gon began tending to one of Anakin’s cuts.

“Sit still, Ani,” Qui-Gon requested. “Let me clean this cut.”
“There are so many!” Anakin stated. “Do they all have a system of planets?”
“Most of them.”
“Has anyone been to them all?”
Qui-Gon laughed slightly. “Not likely.”
“I want to be the first one to see them all—ouch!”

You flinched as the brief pinch of pain that you could feel. The Jedi Master noticed out of the corner of his eye. Qui-Gon focused up and wiped a patch of blood off of Anakin’s arm.

“There, good as new,” the Jedi told him.
“Ani, Y/N, bedtime!” Shmi yelled from inside the hovel.

You went to go inside when you noticed Qui-Gon scrape some of Anakin’s blood onto a comm link chip. You stepped closer.

“What are you doing?” You asked.
“Checking Ani’s blood for infections,” Qui-Gon responded. He grabbed another chip. “I can do the same for you.”

Though you weren’t sure that you believed him about checking for infections, you reached your arm out and gave him your hand. Qui-Gon gently poked your finger with the chip, getting some blood. You could feel something trying to gain your trust. Looking into Qui-Gon’s eyes, you could tell it was him.

“Ani! Y/N!” Shmi yelled again. “I’m not going to tell you two again!”
Qui-Gon smiled. “Go on,” he encouraged. “Big day tomorrow. Goodnight.”

You and Anakin went inside and started getting ready for bed. Qui-Gon stayed outside. He slipped the chips into the comm link before calling his Padawan.

“Obi-Wan,” he called.
“Yes, Master,” Obi-Wan responded.
“Make an analysis of the blood samples I’m sending you.”
“Wait a minute…”
“I need a midi-chlorian count.”
“Alright. I’ve got it.”
“What are your readings?”
“Something must be wrong with the transmission.”
“Here’s a signal check.”
“Strange. The transmission seems to be in good order, but the readings are off the chart… both are over twenty thousand.”
“That’s it then.”
“Even Master Yoda doesn’t have a midi-chlorian count that high!”
“No Jedi has.”
“What does it mean?”
“I’m not sure.”

Qui-Gon hung up on his Padawan. Thinking, he glances around to see Shmi in the doorway watching him. Embarrassed, she went back inside while the Jedi pondered the situation.

~~~

“Anakin?” You called softly from your bed.
“Yes?” Your brother replied.
“Do you have to do this?”
“They need help and I’m the only one who is able to.”
“I understand that… it’s just… don’t you feel it?”
“Feel what?”
“That this is going to change everything.”
“Y/N,” Anakin propped himself up on his side, “I’ll be fine. Everyone will be fine. Trust me.”

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Your worries and fears had never felt stronger. You woke up gasping for breath, feeling like you were choking. As you frantically looked around, you noticed that Anakin wasn’t in the room. You began to panic. You tried to call out for help but it was no use. Suddenly, Qui-Gon Jinn burst into your room. He had felt your call through the Force. He placed his hands on your shoulders as he sat down on the edge of your bed.

“Calm your mind, young one,” he calmly ordered. “Your emotions are overwhelming you. Take a deep breath in.” He did so himself as he guided you. “And out… close your eyes and clear your mind.”

You did as he directed. You closed your eyes and focused on clearing the things that were causing you to act this way. For some reason, you could feel that Qui-Gon was helping you do that. Once you were calm and everything wasn’t so heavy, you opened your eyes.

“How did you do that?” You asked.
“Do what?” Qui-Gon questioned, removing his hands from your shoulders.
“Help me like that… I could feel you… like, in my mind.”
“That is called the Force, my young one. It surrounds us, connecting all living things together.”
“Is that how I am able to feel so strongly?”
“Yes, it is.”
“Can you… can you teach me how to control it?” Qui-Gon stayed silent, clearly thinking something over. “I heard you talking to my mom. I know that Anakin and I are special but we are too old for training. I understand if you are unable to help me… I can figure it out.”
“We will figure this out, young one. You will not be left to deal with this on your own.”

~~~

Qui-Gon and Jar Jar left for the podrace soon after the Jedi was finished helping you. Shmi, Anakin, Padme, R2D2, 3PO, and yourself arrived with the podracer about an hour later. When your group rolled up, Qui-Gon and Jar Jar were talking to Watto. Watto grumbled something about Qui-Gon’s betting and owning him too as he left.

“What did he mean by that?” Anakin asked.
“I’ll tell you later,” Qui-Gon responded. He crouched down in front of you. “How are you feeling, young one?”
“Much better,” you replied. “Thank you for helping me.”
“Of course.”

Qui-Gon straightened up and guided you to turn around and face the others. You knew that you needed to be more positive and support Ani. It would help your feelings—or help you be more in control of the Force. Besides, you had a feeling that Ani was going to win this one.

“I’m sure you’ll do it this time, Ani,” you said.
“Do what?” Padme questioned.
“Finish the race, of course!”
“You’ve never won a race?”
“Well… not exactly…” Anakin sheepishly responded.
“Not even finished?!”
“But Y/N’s right, I will this time.”
“Of course you will,” Qui-Gon confidently said.

~~~

The podraces were usually extremely nerve-racking experiences for you. But things were different today. You felt more at peace with the situation than you had in ages. You stood in between your mother and Qui-Gon as you watched the race. Qui-Gon could feel how at peace you were and was impressed when he could feel you trying to help your mother feel the same way.

As it seemed that Anakin would lose, you noticed Qui-Gon begin to meditate. You tried to follow his lead. He smirked, eyes still closed, as your Force signature curiously brushed up against his. You were clearly a fast learner and he was becoming more and more impressed by you with each interaction. You opened your eyes when you sensed that Ani was near. Your group cheered as he finished another lap.

The last lap was the most stressful one but it was way worth it when you watched Anakin pass the finish line, winning the race. Your group goes to head down to Anakin when Watto stopped Qui-Gon. You stayed, watching the interaction, as the rest of the group continued on.

“You!” Watto shouted, pointing at Qui-Gon. “You swindled me! You knew the boy was going to win! Somehow you knew it! I lost everything.”

Watto flew up to Qui-Gon, putting his face right up against the Jedi’s. Qui-Gon simply smiled.

“Whenever you gamble, my friend, eventually you’ll lose,” Qui-Gon responded. “Bring the parts to the main hanger. I’ll come by your shop later so you can release the twins.” You gasped.
“You can’t have them! It wasn’t a fair bet!” Watto argued.
“Would you like to discuss it with the Hutts? I’m sure they can settle this.”
“No, no! I want no more of your tricks! Take him!” Watto flew off, allowing you to be in Qui-Gon’s view.
“You’re… you… you freed us…” You struggled to comprehend what you had just overheard.
“Yes.”
“But you said—“
“I was not here to free all the slaves. You and your brother are a different story.”
“Will… will we be trained as Jedi then?”
“That, I cannot say. But, young one, this is to remain between the two of us for now.” You nodded. “Let us go congratulate your brother.”

~~~

Jar Jar was the first to give Anakin a hug. Then it was Padme, Shmi, and yourself. Qui-Gon went over to the side to strap the containers of parts to the Eopies the group had ridden over on.

“Ah, gee,” Anakin said, pushing out of your hug. “Enough of this.”
“It’s so wonderful, Ani,” your mother said, happiness lacing her voice. “You have brought hope to those who have none. I’m so very proud of you.”
“We owe you everything,” Padme said.
“Just feeling this good was worth hit,” Anakin responded.
“Padme, Jar Jar,” Qui-Gon called. “Let’s go, we’ve got to get these parts back to the ship.” He looked to Shmi. “I’ll return the eopies by midday.” He glanced at you, earning a nod, before getting onto the creature.

~~~

Once back at the hovel, Anakin had quickly left to go brag to his friends about his win. You had decided to stay in and help your mother with some chores. It hadn’t escaped your notice that Qui-Gon hadn’t been able to free your mother. So you wanted to spend some time with her before you most likely left. You sighed, realizing that your feeling that everything would change was right.

“Mom, he sold the pod!” Anakin exclaimed, coming into the hovel with the Jedi Master. “Look at all the money we have!” Anakin pulled a bag of coins out of his pocket.
“Oh, my goodness, that’s wonderful,” Shmi responded.
“Anakin and Y/N have also been freed,” Qui-Gon stated, briefly looking your way.
“What?!” Anakin shouted
“You both are no longer slaves.”

Anakin jumped for joy, while Shmi was stunned. You stood by and watched, feeling the emotions of the room.

“Did you hear that, mom?” Anakin wondered before turning to Qui-Gon. “Was that part of the prize, or what?”
“Let’s just say Watto has learned an important lesson about gambling,” Qui-Gon answered.
“Now you can make your dreams come true, Ani,” Shmi said, focusing on her son. “You’re free!” She turned to Qui-Gon. “Will you take them with you? Are they to become Jedi?”
“Our meeting was not a coincidence. Nothing happens by accident. They are strong with the Force, but may not be accepted by the Council.”
“A Jedi!” Anakin exclaimed. “Mighty blasters, you mean I get to go with you in your starship and everything?!”
Qui-Gon knelt down to be at eye level with Anakin. “Anakin, training to be a Jedi will not be an easy challenge. And if you succeed, it will be a hard life.”
“But it’s what I want. What I’ve always dreamed about. Can I go, mom?!”
“This path has been placed for you, Ani. You and your sister. The choice to take it is each of yours alone.”
Anakin took a second to think, looking at Shmi and Qui-Gon. “I want to go.”
“Then, pack your things. We haven’t much time.” Qui-Gon stood up and looked at you. “What about you, Y/N?”
“I will go,” you responded, confidently and without missing a beat.
“Then you must go pack as well.”
“Yeah!” Anakin celebrated for you. He took your hand and began pulling you to the other room when he suddenly stopped. He dropped your hand and turned around. “What about mom? Is she free too? You’re coming, aren’t you, mom?”
“I tried to free your mother, Ani, but Watto wouldn’t have it.”
“But the money from selling—“
“It’s not nearly enough.”

Shmi walked over and got down on her knees in front of her children. She took one of each of their hands.

“My place is here. My future is here,” Shmi told her children. “It is time for you both to let go… to let go of me. I cannot go with you.”
“I want to stay with you,” Anakin said, beginning to grow emotional. You tried to keep a calm demeanor, putting a wall up between you and Anakin as you did often when he got emotional. “I don’t want things to change.”
“You can’t stop change any more than you can stop the suns from setting. Listen to your feelings. You know what’s right.”

Anakin took a deep breath as he dropped his head. You watched as the Jedi Master and your mother shared a look of concern. When he finally looked back up, tears were in Anakin’s eyes.

“I’m going to miss you so much, mom,” he said.
“I love you, Ani,” she told him. “I love you both so much.” She pulled them in briefly for a shared hug. “Now hurry.”

The two of you rushed out of the room to pack. You were quicker than your brother and ended up outside with Qui-Gon and Shmi before he did. You looked at your mother as she knelt down in front of you, holding your face in her hands.

“Y/N,” she smiled at you, “I am so proud of you.”
“I will miss you, mom,” your voice cracked.
“I will miss you too. But you are so strong and wise, I know that you can do this. I do need you to promise me something, okay?”
“Okay.”
“Promise me that you will watch out for your brother. Your brother is kind and strong-headed. You know that he can let his emotions take control over him. Watch out for him. Do what you need to do to take care of him and yourself. Promise me.”
“I promise, mom.”
“Good girl.” She pulled you in for a hug as Anakin came out to say goodbye to one of his friends. She pressed a kiss to your head. “I love you, Y/N.”
“I love you, mom.”
“Go.” Shmi encouraged you, letting you go to where Qui-Gon was standing a little ways away.

You walked over to Qui-Gon before turning back to your brother and your mother. Anakin began heading over to you and the Jedi Master when he suddenly stopped and looked back at Shmi. He looked back at you and Qui-Gon before running back to Shmi.

“I can’t do it, mom,” Ani cried. “I just can’t.
Kneeling down to be at his level, Shmi hugged Anakin. “Ani, remember when you climbed the great dune in order to chase the Banthas away so they wouldn’t be shot,” Shmi said. “Remember how you collapsed several times, exhausted thinking you couldn’t do it?” Ani shook his head. “This is one of those times when you have to do something you don’t think you can do. I know how strong you are, Ani. Besides, you will also have your sister. I know you can do this.”
“Will we ever see you again?”
“What does your heart tell you?”
“I hope so… yes… I guess.”
“Then we will see each other again.”
“Y/N and I will become Jedi and we will come back and free you, mom… I promise.”
“No matter where you are, my love will be with you. Now be brave, and don’t look back… don’t look back.”
“I love you so much.”

Shmi hugged Anakin one last time before turning him around so that he faced you and Qui-Gon. Anakin walked right back to you, staring straight ahead, determined not to look back.

“Come on, young one,” Qui-Gon said to you. “Time to go.”

You hurry to keep in step with Qui-Gon. Anakin paused to say goodbye to a few people as you headed out of town. As you followed Qui-Gon, you could sense something was off.

“Master…” you tried to warn him about what you were feeling.
“I can sense it too, young one,” Qui-Gon responded.

Suddenly, without breaking his stride, Qui-Gon ignited his lightsaber. The Jedi swung around and lunged forward, cutting a lurking droid in half. Your eyes went wide as you, Anakin, and Qui-Gon inspected the sparking droid.

“What is it?” Anakin asked.
“Probe droid,” Qui-Gon answered. “Very unusual… not like anything I’ve seen before. Come on.”

Qui-Gon spun around and began running. You and Anakin followed suit. At first, you and Anakin could keep up with the Jedi Master but you both began to slow down.

“Master Qui-Gon, sir, wait!” Anakin yelled.
Qui-Gon turned around to answer. You could see that he noticed something coming up from behind you. “Anakin, Y/N, drop!”

You and Anakin dropped to the ground just before a speeder bike flew over you. You looked up to see a red-skinned man jump off his speeder bike, swinging his lightsaber that was barely blocked by Qui-Gon. Anakin pushed himself up before helping you to your feet. The two men were battling each other with their lightsabers.

“Y/N, Ani, get to the ship!” Qui-Gon ordered as he fought. “Take off! Go! Go!”

You and Anakin raced towards the sleek spaceship. You two rushed up the ramp and into the main hallway of the spaceship, where Padme and an official-looking man were working.

“Qui-Gon’s in trouble,” Anakin said. “He says to take off… now!”
“Who are you?” The man asked.
“They’re friends of mine,” Padme explained as she hurried to the cockpit, the others following. There were two others in the cockpit, the younger one wearing similar robes to Qui-Gon.
“Qui-Gon is in trouble, he says to take off!” The man who followed with you exclaimed.
“I don’t see anything,” the pilot said.
“Over there!” The young Jedi said, pointing. “Fly low!”

You took a deep breath, able to feel the man’s Force signature. You knew that he was the person Qui-Gon had kept talking to on the other side of the comm link. Everyone looked out to see Qui-Gon still fighting. The sleek spacecraft slowly flew low toward Qui-Gon. You all soon lose sight of the dual as the ramp lowered and the ship turned to allow Qui-Gon to jump in. You gasped lightly as you felt Qui-Gon make it onto the ship.

“He’s on,” you announced. “Close the ramp.”

The younger Jedi shot you a curious look before obeying your orders. Then he jumped up and raced to the back of the ship, you and Anakin close behind. You found Qui-Gon collapsed on the floor with R2 looking over him. The Jedi Master was breathing hard, covered in sweat and sand.

“Are you alright?” Anakin asked.
“I think so…” Qui-Gon responded. “That was a surprise I won’t soon forget.”
“What was it?” The younger Jedi wondered.
“I don’t know. But he was well trained in the Jedi arts. My guess is he was after the Queen.”
“Do you think he’ll follow us?” You asked, suddenly getting worried.
“We’ll be safe enough once we’re in hyperspace, young one, but I have no doubt he knows our destination.”
“What are we going to do about it?” Anakin questioned.
“We will be patient. Anakin Skywalker, meet Obi-Wan Kenobi.”
“Pleased to meet you! Wow! You’re a Jedi too?”

Obi-Wan gave Anakin a skeptical look, not responding to him.

“Obi-Wan, this is Y/N Skywalker,” Qui-Gon introduced.

Obi-Wan looked at you, your eyes meeting. A wave of calm fell over you both, causing Obi-Wan to inhale sharply. He had never felt this from the Force before or been able to interact with another’s Force signature so quickly. Your Force signature was almost dancing with his, exploring and questioning it.

“Hello there,” Obi-Wan greeted, giving you a brief smile.
“Hi,” you responded, shyly.

Qui-Gon smiled to himself, able to sense how quickly your and Obi-Wan’s Force signatures began interacting. He knew that a bond was just created that would be hard to break.

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Once the hyperdrive was activated and the ship was a safe distance from Tatooine, Qui-Gon encouraged everyone to get some rest. Jar Jar, R2D2, Anakin, and yourself found yourselves in the main room. Jar Jar had quickly fallen asleep stretched out on the floor, snoring, while R2 shut himself down on the side. You and Anakin found yourselves huddled in a corner, trying to keep warm.

“I’m going to see if I can find us a blanket,” you whispered.
Anakin nodded. “Okay,” he rasped, arms crossed over to try and keep himself warm.

You pushed yourself up and slowly walked out of the main room. Having never been in a spaceship before, you didn’t have a clue where to go. So you simply tip-toed around the ship, peeking into rooms and closets for a blanket or two.

Meanwhile, Obi-Wan could sense your Force signature searching for something. He and Master Qui-Gon were in the cockpit talking when he straightened up.

“You feel her too,” Qui-Gon stated.
“How is it possible for someone so young and untrained to have just a strong Force signature, Master?” Obi-Wan wondered.
“Some are just born with it.”
“I think… I think her Force signature bonded with mine.”
“What makes you think that, my Padawan?”
“I feel cold, but I can tell that it is not me who is causing it. How common are Force bonds?”
“Extremely rare, Padawan. That is why you mustn’t do something to sever it. It could do harm to both of you. Go to her. Help her.”
“But Master—“
“I promise, you can teach her.”

Obi-Wan sighed before pushing himself out of his seat and heading out of the cockpit. He followed your distinct Force signature like it was a signal calling him home. When he found you, you were peeking your head into a closet.

“What are you doing?”

You let out a small yelp as you jumped back, not suspecting him or having sensed him coming. Your eyes were wide like you had gotten caught doing something you weren’t supposed to.

“I… I was cold,” you admitted. Your arms were wrapped around you and Obi-Wan could see the shakiness of your body. “So was Anakin. I’m searching for something to keep us warm.”

Obi-Wan nodded, now just realizing that you’d only ever known heat. He thought about what he could do to help, but he didn’t even know where the blankets would be kept on the ship. With a sigh, Obi-Wan began shrugging off his long, Jedi robe.

“Here,” he said, offering it to you. You looked at him skeptically. He could feel your Force signature around his, questioning him. “It’s okay, I promise.”
Timidly, you reached out and took the robe. “Thank you,” you said quietly.
“Of course. You know,” the young Jedi crouched down, “you are very powerful for your age.”
“I am?”
“Yes. Master Qui-Gon and I can sense you in the Force. You reach out with it, questioning and calling out.”
“I’m sorry.” You began worrying. “I didn’t know what I was doing. I just—“
“It’s okay, it’s okay.” Obi-Wan placed a gentle hand on your shoulder. “What you’re doing is good. You just need someone to teach you to control it better.”
“Will… will you help me?” You don’t know where the courage to ask someone you had only just met came from, but you felt so safe and calm with the young Jedi. You had to try and seek his help.
Obi-Wan was taken a bit off guard by your question. But something, the Force most likely, was telling him how to answer. “Yes, little star,” the nickname rolling off his tongue like it wasn’t the first time he had said it, “I will help you.”
You quickly wrapped your arms around his neck and hugged him. “Thank you, Obi.” A feeling of warmth and happiness surrounded you both.
“Of course. Now,” he pulled away, “it’s time you get to bed.”
“Goodnight, Obi.” You turned and headed back to the main room.
“Goodnight… little star.”

~~~

Coruscant completely took your breath away. It was the total opposite of Tatooine. Buildings upon buildings with organized air traffic in between the structures.

“Coruscant, the capital of the Republic,” the pilot of the ship stated. “The entire planet is one big city.”
“Wow!” Anakin exclaimed. “It’s so huge!”

Obi-Wan and Qui-Gon noticed your quiet awe as you stared out the windows. Both of them could feel your nervous excitement, Obi-Wan could almost feel it as if it was his own.

“What are your thoughts of the city, young one?” Qui-Gon asked the question clearly directed towards you.
“It’s… so beautiful,” you breathed out, unable to take your eyes off of the many new sights in front of you.

You were so busy looking around, that you didn’t notice the rest of the group beginning to disembark. Obi-Wan, noticing you weren’t with them, turned back. He smiled to himself at the sight of you so intrigued by your new surroundings.

“Little star,” he called, “it’s time for us to go.”

You nodded, looking at the scene a moment longer before turning to follow Obi-Wan out. You stuck to his side as a group of official-looking people came towards the Queen and your group. You had no notice of any of the conversation as you slowly walked toward the edge of the landing platform.

“Anakin, come on!” You heard Padme call.

You turned to see Anakin look at Qui-Gon for approval. Qui-Gon nodded, encouraging him to follow Padme. Anakin shot you a quick smile before running after his new friend.

“What about me, Master Qui-Gon?” You wondered. “Should I follow them as well?”
“You, young one, will stay with my Padawan and I,” he responded. He looked up at the important-looking man sill on the platform with them. “I must speak with the Jedi Council immediately, Your Honor. The situation has become more complicated.”
“Of course,” the man replied. “I hope to hear a report of your mission soon.”

~~~

The Jedi Temple, as Obi-Wan called it, was the most interesting building you had seen so far on Coruscant. It stood out, being placed a little ways from the tallest buildings, with tall spires on top of it. You followed closely behind Qui-Gon and Obi-Wan as you looked around the Temple. All the Jedis were wearing similar clothing with the lightsabers attached to their hips. It was so exciting, the thought of possibly being one of them. Eventually, the Jedi’s stopped in front of a set of doors before turning back to you.

Qui-Gon crouched down to your level. “Young one, my Padawan and I must go into this meeting,” he told you. “You must stay out here. Don’t wander off, alright?”
“Okay, Master Qui-Gon,” you responded with a nod.
“Very good. Hopefully, we’ll not be long.”

Qui-Gon straightened up before heading towards the now opened doors. Obi-Wan shot you a quick wink before following after his Jedi Master. You peeked into the room, seeing twelve seats in a semi-circle. Different species fill the seats. The doors closed as you sighed. Finding a spot against the wall across the door, you sat down with your legs crossed.

You closed your eyes and began breathing in and out deeply, trying to clear your mind. You could feel the life around you, the energy, the Force. It felt so good, so wonderful.

~~~

“—my only conclusion can be that it was a Sith Lord,” Qui-Gon said, finishing telling the Jedi Council some of what had happened on Tatooine.
“A Sith Lord?!” Jedi Council member, Mace Windu, exclaimed.
“Impossible!” Ki-Adi said. “The Sith have been extinct for a millennium.”
“The very Republic is threatened, if involved the Sith are,” Yoda fretted.
“I do not believe they could have returned without us knowing,” Mace Windu argued.
“Hard to see, the dark side is. Discover who this assassin is, we must.”
“I sense he will reveal himself again,” Ki-Adi said.
“This attack was with purpose, this is clear,” Mace Windu added, “and I agree the Queen is the target.”
“With this Naboo queen you must stay, Qui-Gon,” Yoda directed. “Protect her.”
“We will use all our resources here to unravel this mystery and discover the identity of your attacker. May the Force be with you.”
“May the Force be with you.”

Obi-Wan turned to leave, but Qui-Gon stayed facing the Council.

“Master Qui-Gon, more to say have you?” Yoda questioned.
“With your permission, my Master. I have encountered a vergence in the Force,” Qui-Gon said.
“A vergence, you say?”
“Located around a person?” Mace Windu questioned.
“Two. Twins. A boy and a girl,” Qui-Gon explained. “They have the highest concentration of midi-chlorians I have seen in a life form. It is possible they were conceived by the midi-chlorians.”
“You’re referring to the prophecy of the one who will bring balance to the Force… you believe it’s one of the twins?”
“I don’t presume—“
“But you do!” Yoda interrupted. “Revealed your opinion is.”
“I request that they be tested.”

All the members of the Jedi Council looked around to one another. That’s when they could suddenly sense it. Sense you.

“The girl, in the hallway, she is,” Yoda stated.
“Yes,” Qui-Gon responded.
“She is strong,” Windu added. “Is the boy just as strong as her?”
“In different ways.”
“Trained as a Jedi, you request for them?” Yoda asked.
“Finding them was the will of the Force. I have no doubt of that.”
“Bring them before us, then,” Windu said. “The girl first.”
“Tested they will be,” Yoda added.

Qui-Gon turned and headed out the open doors, Obi-Wan on his tail. They both suddenly stopped when they saw you meditating, floating above the ground.

“Master Qui-Gon,” Ki-Adi called, “did you teach her that?”
“I did not, Master,” Qui-Gon responded.
“Strong, she is,” Yoda said. “Very strong.”

Obi-Wan stared at you in awe. It was not even too long ago when he learned how to do that and here you were, not even trained, floating while mediating. Qui-Gon stepped up to you.

“Y/N,” he called. Your eyes snapped open. Losing your concentration, Qui-Gon had to catch you before you hit the ground. “Impressive, young one.”
“Thank you, Master,” you said quietly.
“The Jedi Council would like to meet with you. Come on.”

You followed Qui-Gon into the room that you had previously not been allowed to. Beginning to feel nervous, you tried to prevent yourself from spreading it outward.

“Nervous, you are, young one,” the small green one near the middle of the semi-circle stated.
“Yes,” you responded, wanting to be honest.
“Leave us,” a man next to the green one ordered your two Jedi friends.

You looked back. Qui-Gon gave you a slight nod before leaving while Obi-Wan used his Force signature to send a wave of calm toward you. You inhaled deeply as you felt it wash over. Obi-Wan quickly left after, the doors closing behind him.

~~~

After retrieving Anakin, Qui-Gon and Obi-Wan found themselves standing outside on one of the Jedi Temple balconies.

“No matter their strength, the twins will not pass the Council’s tests, Master,” Obi-Wan said, “and you know it. They are far too old.”
“Both Y/N and Anakin will become Jedi,” Qui-Gon responded. “I promise you.”
“Don’t defy the Council, Master. Not again.”
“I will do what I must.”
“Master, you could be sitting on the Council by now if you would just follow the Code. They will not go along with you this time.”
“You still have much to learn, my young apprentice.”

~~~

The tests you were given varied in intensity, but you gave it all. You tried to convey an aura of confidence as you knew that they could sense what was going on within.

“How do you feel?” Master Windu asked you.
“Intrigued,” you answered honestly. “Nervous, excited.”
Yoda nodded, able to sense those all from you. “Afraid, are you?” He wondered.
“No, sir.”
“Been taught previous, have you?”
“No, sir.”
“Interesting… Sense great power in you, does the Council.”
“Do you not miss your mother?” Windu asked.
“A little,” you responded. “But this feels right… it feels… where I belong.”

~~~

When you were finished with the tests, the Council asked you to stand to the side while your brother was brought in and tested. Master Windu was currently holding a small hand-held screen while images rapidly flashed across it.

“A ship,” Anakin answered. “A cup… a speeder.”

Windu turned the screen off, setting in down in his lap, before nodding to Yoda.

“Good, good, young one,” Yoda wondered. “How feel you?”
“Cold, sir,” Anakin answered.
“Afraid are you?”
“No, sir.”
“Afraid to give up your life?” Windu asked.
“I don’t think so.” Anakin hesitated for a moment.
“See through you, we can,” Yoda said.
“Be mindful of your feelings,” Windu advised.
“Your thoughts dwell on your mother,” Ki-Adi stated.
“I miss her,” Anakin replied.
“Afraid to lose her, I think,” Yoda said.
“What’s that got to do with anything?” Anakin’s tone held some anger.
“Everything. Fear is the path to the dark side… fear leads to anger… anger leads to hate… hate leads to suffering.”
“I am not afraid!” You flinched as you sensed his anger.
“A Jedi must have the deepest commitment, the most serious mind. I sense much fear in you.”
“I am not afraid.”
“Then continue, we will.”

~~~

Once Anakin was finished, Qui-Gon and Obi-Wan were invited back into the room. You four stood in the center, Anakin in front of Qui-Gon and you in front of Obi-Wan.

“Correct you were, Qui-Gon,” Yoda admitted.
“Their cells contain a high concentration of midi-chlorians,” Windu stated.
“The Force is strong with them,” Ki-Adi added.
“They are to be trained, then,” Qui-Gon said.

The Council members looked at one another. You could already sense that it was bad news.

“No,” Windu answered. “They will not be trained.”
“No?!” Qui-Gon questioned.

Obi-Wan couldn’t help but smile, having been right. It quickly fell when he could sense the disappointment from you.

“They are too old,” Windu continued. “There is also already too much anger in the boy.”
“One of them is the chosen one,” Qui-Gon argued. “You must see it.”
“Clouded, their futures are,” Yoda said. “Masked by their youth.”
“I will train them, then.”
“An apprentice, you have, Qui-Gon. Impossible, to take on a second.”
“Not even to mention a third,” Windu added. “We forbid it.”
“Obi-Wan is ready—“
“I am ready to face the trials,” Obi-Wan interrupted his Master.
“Ready so early, are you?” Yoda questioned. “What know you of ready?”
“Headstrong, and he has much to learn about the living Force, but he is capable. There is little more he will learn from me. Besides, I believe that Y/N would make a great Padawan learner for him.”
“Our own Council we will keep on who is ready. More to learn, he has.”

You could feel Obi-Wan’s tinge of hurt at that statement.

“Now is not the time for this,” Windu said. “The Senate is voting for a new Supreme Chancellor. Queen Amidala is returning home, which will put pressure on the Federation, and could widen the confrontation.”
“And draw out the Queen’s attacker,” Yoda added.
“Events are moving fast,” Ki-Adi said, “too fast.”
“Go with the Queen to Naboo and discover the identity of the dark warrior,” Windu ordered. “That is the clue we need to unravel this mystery of the Sith.”
“The young Skywalker’s fates will be decided later,” Yoda decided.
“I brought the twins here; they must stay in my charge,” Qui-Gon stated. “They have nowhere else to go.”
“They are your wards, Qui-Gon,” Windu said. “We will not dispute that.”
“Train them not,” Yoda directed. “Take them with you, but train them not.”
“Protect the Queen, but do not intercede if it comes to war until we have the Senate’s approval.”
“May the Force be with you.”

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You and Anakin quietly followed your two Jedi friends to the landing platform. You were shagging, disappointed at the fact that the Jedi Council refused to train you and Anakin. Obi-Wan and Qui-Gon were failing to quietly discuss the situation with the Council and their decision.

“It is not disrespect, Master, it is the truth,” Obi-Wan argued.
“From your point of view,” Qui-Gon retorted.
“The boy is dangerous—even the girl. She’s extremely powerful for having no training.”

You jolted back, almost physically hurt by Obi-Wan’s comment. Obi-Wan could feel it but chose to ignore it. You began questioning if you could even trust the young Jedi. Just the other night he had promised to help you. Had that been a lie?

“They all sense it,” Obi-Wan continued. “Why can’t you?”
“Their fate is uncertain, not dangerous,” Qui-Gon argued. “The Council will decide their future, that should be enough for you. Not get on board.”

Obi-Wan glanced back, barely meeting your gaze before you snapped your head away. He could feel your hurt radiating through the Force and he was kicking himself for throwing you in with Anakin. You and Anakin were vastly different, Obi-Wan could already sense. He sighed before reluctantly boarding the ship, followed by R2D2. Qui-Gon headed over to you and Anakin.

“Master Qui-Gon, sir, we do not wish to be a problem,” Anakin said.
“Yes, Master,” you responded, agreeing with Anakin.
“You won’t be. I’m not allowed to train either of you, so I want you both to watch me and be mindful. Always remember, your focus determines your reality. Stay close to me and you will be safe.”
“Master, sir… I’ve been wondering… what are midi-chlorians?” Anakin asked.
“Midi-chlorians are a microscopic life form that resides within all living cells and communicates with the Force.”
“They live inside of us?” You questioned.
“In your cells. We are symbionts with the midi-chlorians.”
“Symbionts?” Anakin repeated.
“Life forms living together for mutual advantage. Without the midi-chlorians, life could not exist, and we would have no knowledge of the Force. They continually speak to you, telling you the will of the Force.”
“They do?”
“When you learn to quiet your mind, you will hear them speaking not you.” Qui-Gon looked at you, knowing that you had already been working on that.
“I don’t understand.”
“With time and training, Ani, you will.” Qui-Gon noticed the Queen was on her way over. “Y/N, go inside and help Obi-Wan. Anakin and I will greet the Queen.”
“Yes, Master,” you responded.

You headed into the ship, using your senses to find Obi-Wan. He was in the cockpit, going over the flight plan with the captain. When he sensed you, he turned to glance your way. You could tell that Obi-Wan felt guilty about what he had said but that didn’t stop it from hurting any less. You diverted your eyes as you went to stand beside him.

As Obi-Wan continued to talk with the captain, he tried to send you apologetic waves through the Force. You could feel them but weren’t taking them in.

“Thank you, captain,” Obi-Wan said. “We will let you be.” You followed Obi-Wan out of the cockpit. “Little star,” he breathed out. “I didn’t mean—“
“Do you really believe I’m dangerous?” You asked. The way your voice seemed so small and afraid, threatened to break Obi-Wan’s heart.
“I… What I meant… I didn’t—“ He cut himself off with a sigh. “Y/N…”
“It’s okay, I understand.” Your shoulders sagged, bearing the weight of what he said. “It’s why the Council doesn’t want me and Anakin trained… I guess we will be sent back to Tatooine.” You noticed the Queen and her party getting on the ship. “I’m going to get out of the way.”

You quickly went away, hiding in one of the available rooms. You closed the door and cried. So much had happened in such a short period of time, it was overwhelming. Obi-Wan had followed you to the room. He stood outside as you cried, feeling guilty for everything that was going on.

“What is going on here?” Qui-Gon asked, coming down the hallway.
“It’s Y/N,” Obi-Wan responded with a sigh. “I may have said something to upset her.”
Qui-Gon shook his head. “Leave her. She will have to learn to deal with her emotions. Besides, she is only nine and it has been a long few days. A little rest will do her well. Come, we must talk with the Queen about a plan for when we arrive at Naboo.”
“Alright, Master.” Obi-Wan glanced back at the door before following Qui-Gon.

~~~

Naboo was gorgeous. Lush green plant life, with flowing blue waters. It was so vastly different from Tatooine, you were beginning to question why anyone would chose that hot, sand planet to live on. You had landed in what they were calling a swamp, sticking close to Qui-Gon’s side.

“Jar Jar is on his way to the Gungan City, Master,” Obi-Wan informed Qui-Gon.
“Good,” Qui-Gon responded his thoughts clearly elsewhere.
“Do you think the Queen’s idea will work?”
“The Gungans will not easily be swayed, and we cannot use our power to help her.”
“I’m… I’m sorry for my behavior, Master.” Obi-Wan briefly met your gaze, sending a wave of apologies to you before focusing back on his Master. “It is not my place to disagree with you about the twins. I am grateful you think I am ready for the trials.”
Qui-Gon looked at him for a long, silent moment. “You have been a good apprentice. You are much wiser than I am, Obi-Wan. I foresee you will become a great Jedi Knight.”

~~~

When Jar Jar came back, he led the group to a clearing in the midst of old temple ruins. There they were met by the Gungan refugees.

“Jar Jar, yousa payen dis time,” the large Gungan who seemed to be in charge said. “Who’s da uss-en others?”
Queen Amidala stepped forward. “I am Queen Amidala of the Naboo. I come before you in peace.”
“Naboo biggen. Yousa bringen da Mackineeks… Dya busten uss-en omm. Yousa all bombad. Yousa all die’n, mesa tink.”
“We wish to form an alliance—“
Suddenly, Padme stepped forward. “Your honor,” she said.
“Whosa dis?”
“I am Queen Amidala.” She pointed to the girl dressed like the Queen. “This is my decoy, my protection, my loyal body guard.”

You and Anakin were stunned. Looking out the corner of your eye, you noticed Obi-Wan and Qui-Gon give each other a knowing look. They must’ve sensed it the whole time.

“I am sorry for my deception,” Padme continued, “but under the circumstances, it has become necessary to protect myself. Although we do not always agree, Your Honor, our two great societies have always lived in peace until now. The Trade Federation has destroyed all that we have worked so hard to build. You are in hiding, my people are in camps. If we do not act quickly, all will be lost forever. I ask you to help us—no, I beg you to help us.” Padme dropped to her knees, getting gasps from her group. “We are your humble servants… our fate is in your hands.”

Slowly, Padme’s Captain and his troops bow down. The handmaidens are next, followed by yourself and Anakin and then the Jedi.

The head Gungan began to laugh. “Yousa no tinker yousa greater den da Gungans,” he said. “Mesa like dis. Maybe wesa bein friends.”

~~~

“Little star,” Obi-Wan called for your attention as you had lost yourself to your thoughts and the Force around you.
“Yes?” You responded, looking up at him nervously.
“Are you alright?”
“I am fine… just thinking.”
“Care to share?” You shook your head, still hurt by his comments before. “Little star, I am—“
“They’re here!” Anakin yelled, running over to Padme, the Jedi, the Gungan Generals, and yourself.

Four speeders pulled up to the group. Captain Panaka and a dozen or so guards pile out to join the group.

“What is the situation?” Padme wondered.
“Almost everyone’s in camps. A few hundred police and guards have formed an underground movement,” Captain Panaka explained. “I brought as many of the leaders as I could. The Federation Army’s also much larger than we thought, and much stronger. Your Highness, this is a battle I do not think we can win.”
“The battle is a diversion. The Gungans must draw the Droid Army away from the cities. WE can enter the city using the secret passages on the waterfall side. Once we get to the main entrance, Captain Panaka will create a diversion, so that we can enter the palace and capture the Viceroy. Without the Viceroy, they will be lost and confused. What do you think, Master Jedi?”
“The Viceroy will be well guarded,” Qui-Gon said.
“The difficulty’s getting into the throne room,” Captain Panaka said. “Once we’re inside, we shouldn’t have a problem.”
“There is a possibility with this diversion many Gungans will be killed.”
“Wesa ready to do are-sa part,” the Gungan leader stated.
“We have a plan which should immobilize the Droid Army,” Padme told them. “We will send what pilots we have to knock out the Droid control ship which is orbiting the planet. If we can get past their ray shields, we can sever communication and their droids will be helpless.”
“A well-conceived plan,” Qui-Gon began. “However, there’s great risk. The weapons on your fighters may not penetrate the shields on the control ship.”
“And there’s an even bigger danger,” Obi-Wan added. “If the Viceroy escapes, Your Highness, he will return with another droid army.”
“That is why we must not fail to get to the Viceroy,” Padme replied. “Everything depends on it.”

~~~

Padme led the Jedi, yourself, Anakin, R2, and a group of Naboo troops to the main hanger of the palace. Captain Panaka led another group to the other side of the hanger. While the groups signal back to each other, Qui-Gon leaned over to you and Anakin.

“Once we get inside, you two find a place to hide and stay there.”
“Sure,” Anakin answered with a nod.
“And stay there!”
“We will stay there,” you confirmed.

The group began attacking the droid troops in the hanger. Anakin grabbed your hand as he pulled you to hide under one of the Naboo fighter ships. You watched as Obi-Wan and Qui-Gon used their lightsabers to deflect some of the oncoming fire. Anakin and you ducked as rouge shots were sent your way.

“Get to your ships!” Padme ordered.

The pilots and R2 units run for the Naboo fighters in the hanger. One of the pilots jumped into the fighter that you and Anakin were hiding under.

“Better find a new hiding place, kids,” he said. “I’m taking this ship.”

You and Anakin ran. Anakin jumped into the next available ship while you took to hiding underneath it. R2 was pulled up into the droid seat of the ship. The star fighters exited the main hanger, quickly began taking on fire.

“My guess is the Viceroy is in the throne room,” Padme stated after the few remaining battle droids were overwhelmed.
“I agree,” Qui-Gon responded.
“Hey! Wait for us!” Anakin called, going to crawl out of the cockpit.
“No, you too stay there,” Qui-Gon ordered. “Stay right where you are.”
“But, we—“ You tried.
“Stay!” Qui-Gon pointed sharply at you.

As you watch them head for the exit, you notice the fighter from Tatooine standing in the doorway. Qui-Gon and Obi-Wan stepped forward.

“We’ll handle this,” Qui-Gon stated.

The two Jedi took off their capes and ignited their own lightsabers. Their opponent also took off his cape and ignited his lightsaber, both ends of it lighting up. R2D2 called for yours and Anakin’s attention, motioning to the far end of the hanger where six wheel droids rolled in and transformed into their battle position.

“Oh, no,” Anakin said.

You looked at the Jedi as they were fighting with their opponent. You knew that they were too preoccupied to do anything about the droids that were now attacking Padme and her troops.

“We gotta do something,” Anakin added.
“What are you planning to do, Ani?” You asked. You suddenly jump away from the ship Anakin is in as he begins to move. “Ani!”

Using the ship he was in, Anakin began firing at the droids at the other end of the hanger. You leaned up against the wall, taking a few deep breaths. Suddenly, you heard something tell you to clear your mind. You closed your eyes and focused on cleaning your mind.

Keeping your eyes closed, you began to walk toward the middle of the hanger, following what the Force was telling you to do. You stopped in the middle, facing the droids. You could feel the heat of the blasts as they zoomed past you. Shakily, you held out your arm and thought about what you wanted the Force to do. You wanted to stop the droids or at least keep them away from you and your new friends. You opened your eyes when you felt a wave of Force leave you and heard a crash. You had sent one of the droids flying back into a pillar, falling into pieces.

You looked around to see that Anakin had shot down the rest of the droids and was flying away. You were now left alone in the hanger. Qui-Gon had told you to stay put, and you really didn’t want to upset him, so you decided to hide behind some supplies near a corner.

You were resting your head on your knees as you held them close to your chest when you heard a ship enter the hanger and begin crashing into things. Peeking over the supplies you were heading behind, you noticed that it was Anakin’s ship. You had to stop yourself from running to him when you noticed more droids coming into the hanger.

Run, young one, you thought you heard Qui-Gon’s voice say, almost like wind whooshing by.

You looked back at Anakin, noting that he and R2 were doing just fine, before running out of the room. You had no idea where you were headed and it didn’t matter when you suddenly became overwhelmed with an agony that wasn’t your own. Falling to your knees, you gasped for breath. You tried to use the Force to search out what was happening. You only came back with that the feeling was Obi-Wan’s, which wasn’t good at all.

~~~

Jedi were supposed to be void of emotions, especially ones that were rooted in the dark side. But all he could do was scream as the anger filled him. Qui-Gon slumped to the ground as the electric gate opened, now allowing Obi-Wan to access the room that his opponent, Darth Maul, and his Master were in. Darth Maul attacked Obi-Wan relentlessly, with Obi-Wan just as easily attacking back. Even as he drew weary, Obi-Wan attacked until he was able to cut Darth Maul in half with his lightsaber. Darth Maul fell down the energy pit to his death as Obi-Wan rushed over to a dying Qui-Gon.

“Master! Master!” Obi-Wan called out, kneeling beside him.
“It is too late…” Qui-Gon rasped. “It’s—“
“No!”
“Obi-Wan promise… promise me you’ll train them…”
“Yes, Master.”
“One of them is the Chosen One…. They will… bring balance… train… them…”

Qui-Gon died in Obi-Wan’s arms. The Jedi Padawan cradled his Master as he quietly wept.

~~~

Obi-Wan carried Qui-Gon’s lifeless body back to the hanger, where Anakin was still in one of the ships.

“Obi-Wan!” Anakin shouted, climbing out of the ship and running to the older Padawan. “What happened?”
Obi-Wan simply shook his head as he laid down Qui-Gon’s body. He looked around, noticing that you were not with your brother. “Where’s— where’s Y/N?”
“I—I don’t know. My ship flew out and I was having to fight and when I came back she was gone.”
“No.” Obi-Wan quickly ran. “Y/N! Y/N!” As he called for you, he started searching for you using the Force. “Y/N!” The Force led Obi-Wan to a small closet. Obi-Wan threw it open to reveal you crying into your knees. He immediately feared that you had been hurt. “Y/N.” He crouched down beside you. “Y/N, what’s wrong? What hurts?”
You looked up at Obi-Wan. “I… I felt something… something awful… something so… sad. I… it hurt…. It hurt so bad Obi.”
That’s when Obi-Wan realized that you had felt his emotions the moment Qui-Gon had been injured. “Oh, little star.” He pulled you into him, holding you carefully against his chest. “I’m so sorry.. that was all my fault… I am so sorry.”

Obi-Wan held you as you cried into him, tears slipping down his cheeks as well. Obi-Wan’s Force signature came around you, trying to help in comforting you. Yours responded in kind. You had no idea was you were really doing, but you followed Obi-Wan’s example. The two of you stayed that way until a group of Naboo guards found you two and told you that you two were being searched for.

Obi-Wan had you stay close to his side as the two of you collected Anakin and went to meet the grander cruiser in the main hanger. The new Chancellor, Palpatine, exited with members of the Jedi Council behind him. Obi-Wan led you and Anakin to him. Following his example, you bowed but you couldn’t help but feel something very off in the Force.

“We are indebted to you for your bravery, Obi-Wan Kenobi,” Palpatine told the young Jedi. “And you two, young Skywalker’s. We will watch your careers with great interest.” Palpatine headed over to Queen Amidala, your group following.
“Congratulations on your election, Chancellor,” she said. “It is so good to see you again.”
“It’s good to be home. Your boldness has saved our people, Your Majesty. It is you who should be congratulated. Together we shall bring peace and prosperity to the Republic.”

~~~

The setting sun streamed into one of the palace rooms on Naboo. Obi-Wan was kneeling before a pacing Yoda.

“Confer on you, the level of Jedi Knight the Council does,” Yoda told Obi-Wan. “But agree on you taking the twins as your Padawan learners, I do not.”
“Qui-Gon believed in them. I believe in Qui-Gon,” Obi-Wan responded.
Yoda sighed. “The Chosen One one of them may be; netherless, grave danger I fear in their training.”
“Master Yoda, I gave Qui-Gon my word. I will train both Anakin and Y/N…. Without the approval of the Council if I must.”
“Qui-Gon’s defiance I sense in you. Need that, you do not…” Yoda thought for a moment. “Agree the Council does. Your apprentice, one of the young Skywalker’s will be.”
“One? But they—“
“Attachments, the Code does not allow. The boy, your apprentice will be.”
“Master Yoda—“
“Powerful, the girl already is. Controlled by emotions, the boy is. Two different things, they need.”
Obi-Wan sighed. “How separated do they need to be? They are old enough to know that they are twins and have a relationship.”
“Name change, one of them will need.” Yoda paused. “Sensing one of them trying to listen in, I do.” Using the Force, Yoda opened the room doors to see you sheepishly standing on the other side. “Come in, young one.”
You came in and nervously stood in front of Obi-Wan and Yoda. “Master, I am sorry. I shouldn’t have tried to listen in,” you quickly apologized.
“Understand the need for answers, I do. But patience.”
“I overheard that the plan is to separate my brother and I. Is that right?”
“Yes.”
“I would like to offer to be separated and my name changed.”
“Y/N,” Obi-Wan breathed out in surprise. You could feel the tinge of hurt radiating from him. He had promised that he would help you, and he felt like he was failing you already.
“My brother is emotional and is already having a hard time with Qui-Gon’s passing and leaving my mother. Staying with Master Kenobi would be more beneficial.”
“Agree with you, I do, young one. Leave to talk about your new Master, I must.”
“Thank you, Master Yoda,” you replied, bowing slightly.

Obi-Wan and you remained silent as your eyes followed Yoda. He walked out, closing the doors behind him. Obi-Wan turned his attention to you.

“Little star, you did not have to offer yourself up like that,” Obi-Wan told her. “I promised that I would help you and I was going to fight to keep it.”
“By helping Ani, you are helping me, Obi,” you responded.

Obi-Wan was in complete awe. For such a young age of nine years old, you were more powerful and mature than many of the other Jedi.

“You are very wise, little star,” Obi-Wan said with a small smile.
You shrugged. “I learned quickly to keep a calm head and be the voice of reason since Anakin often jumps into situations before thinking them through.”
Obi-Wan shook his head. “You should have to do that.”
“I promised my mom that I would do what I can to take care of Ani. I will hold to that promise, no matter what.”

~~~

You stood between Obi-Wan and Padme, with Anakin on the other side of Obi-Wan, as Qui-Gon’s body went up in flames. Many members of the Jedi Order, R2D2, Naboo troops, the new Chancellor from Naboo, Jar Jar, and other Gungan warriors, were all surrounding the burning body. Feeling Anakin’s uneasiness, Obi-Wan turned to him.

“What will happen to me now?” Anakin asked.
“The Council has granted me permission to train you,” Obi-Wan answered. “You will be a Jedi, I promise.”
“What of Y/N? Will you be training her as well?”
“Y/N will be trained by a different Master.”
“No.” Anakin shook his head.
You came around and brought your brother in for a hug. “It’s okay, Ani. We’ll be okay. This is good for both of us.”
“I don’t want to say goodbye to you too.”
“It’s not goodbye. We’ll see each other around. I promise.”

Chapter Text

As soon as you arrived back at the Jedi Temple, you and Anakin were separated. You were given a new name, Y/N L/N. You took classes with other younglings on the Jedi Code but due to your ever-increasing power and strength in the Force, the Jedi Council decided that they would train you themselves. You didn’t have a singular Master over your training for instead you had the whole Council. This was because, unbeknownst to anyone who wasn’t on the Council when you were brought before them (even yourself), the Council believed you to be the Chosen One and not your brother. You were more of the perfect example of what a Jedi should be while your brother still followed his emotions, seemingly unable to control them to the Council’s liking.

The Council worked hard to train you and to keep you and Anakin a part. And they were very successful in doing so. You had heard in passing that Anakin was really struggling with the separation. You tried to be a good example in staying strong and doing what the Code asked to try and somehow help him, but you were still young. You had mastered keeping the heartache of separation to yourself, locking it up, and only letting it out when you finally rested at the end of the day.

The only one who seemed to know of your struggle was Obi-Wan. Because he was in charge of Anakin’s training, he had been separated from you as well. The bond was still very much there despite the separation. You had learned more about Force bonds in your teachings and now had more of an understanding of what you and Obi-Wan shared. During your teachings, you had been taught how the bond has been used for both the light and dark side of the Force. You were taught that more of the dark side had bonds than those of the light, slightly scaring you. You had learned to intentionally put up blockers, especially because you wanted Obi-Wan to focus on training Anakin instead of worrying about you. But, especially on the nights where the heartache was really bad, your blockers came down and allowed Obi-Wan to sense you.

The first time he sensed your struggle, Obi-Wan went searching for you in the Jedi Temple. But, even using the Force, he could not find you. The Council had kept your quarters a secret, afraid of Anakin and his attachment issues, and you were doing a good job of helping them do it. You were crying out for comfort through the bond and it was piercing Obi-Wan’s heart. He could not find you to physically help you, so he stopped where he was and closed his eyes. Focusing on you, he wrapped his signature around you. Eventually, you calmed enough to wrap your signature back around his.

Situations like that happened often during the beginning of your training. But as you chose to try and be the best Jedi you could, you eventually began blocking Obi-Wan more and more. It hurt both of you to do so, though you both understood the reasoning behind it.

Ten years had passed since your life changed forever, and you currently found yourself in one of your favorite places in the Jedi Temple: the gardens. You were meditating underneath one of the waterfalls. Your focus in the Force was allowing you to float above the ground with small droplets of water floating around you. Master Yoda smirked as he walked toward you.

“Impressive, young one,” he commented.
You opened your eyes to look at your Master. “Master Yoda,” you greeted, setting yourself down gently. “To what do I owe this pleasure.”
“An assignment, the Council has for you.”
“An assignment?” You had gone on plenty of assignments before, but there was something about the way Master Yoda was coming about this that was causing you to sense that this was different. “What sort of assignment, Master?”
“Senator Amidala’s life endangered, it is. You have been asked for.”
“By who?”
“The Chancellor.”
“Chancellor Palpatine has asked for me personally?”
“Mhm,” Yoda hummed. “You and two others, he has. Protect the Senator, you must.”
You bowed your head. “Of course. May I ask who I will be paired with on this assignment?”

~~~

Obi-Wan and Anakin were riding the elevator up to Senator Amidala’s apartment. Anakin was fixing up his Jedi robes, nervous about seeing Padme again.

“You seem a little on edge,” Obi-Wan commented.
“Not at all,” Anakin responded.
“I haven’t felt you this tense since we fell into that next of gundarks.”
Anakin scoffed. “You fell into that nightmare, Master, and I rescued you, remember?”
“Oh… yes.” Obi-Wan laughed. “You’re sweating. Relax. Take a deep breath.”
“I haven’t seen her in ten years, Master.”

When the elevator opened, Jar Jar Binks was there to greet them.

“Obi?” Jar Jar questioned. “Obi!” He jumped forward and began shaking the Jedi’s hand. “Mesa so smilen to seein yousa!”
“Good to see you again, Jar Jar,” Obi-Wan replied.
“Senator Padme! Mesa palos here!” Jar Jar lead the Jedi into the main room where they could see Padme and her guard looking over the balcony. “Lookie, lookie, Senator. Desa Dei arriven.”

A smile grew on Padme’s face as she walked over. Obi-Wan bowed while Anakin was taking in Padme’s appearance.

“It’s a great pleasure to see you again, milady,” Obi-Wan said. He took her head and gently shook it.
“It has been far too long, Master Kenobi,” Padme replied. She looked over to Anakin, almost having to do a double take. “Ani? My goodness, you’ve grown.”
“So have you,” he responded, almost cringing at his own words. “ Grown more beautiful, I mean. Well, f—for a senator, I mean.”
Padme let out a laugh. “Ani, you’ll always be that little boy I knew on Tatooine.” She turned, leading them to sit down on the couches.
“Our presence here will be invisible, milady, I can assure you,” Obi-Wan told her. “We—“

Obi-Wan was cut off as he sensed a familiar presence nearby. The elevator doors opened and you came walking out. Obi-Wan gasped, taking in the sight of you after these long, ten years. You had grown up beautifully. As you walked, you radiated strength and wisdom. You stood up straight and tall, your head held high. He had to shake his head free of the thoughts building, knowing that those weren’t approved by the Code.

Your eyes immediately found Anakin and Obi-Wan as you exited the elevator. Anakin had definitely grown up, now taller than Obi-Wan. Obi-Wan had changed too. A beard covered his face with a mullet framing his head. You could feel your blockers slipping, allowing you and Obi-Wan to feel the bond you shared after who knows how long it had been. With Padme also in the room, it felt somewhat like home.

“Y/N?” Anakin breathed out, not expecting you. He was trying to prevent himself from running to you. “What are you doing here?”
“Master Yoda has assigned me to this assignment,” you responded, trying to stay calm and collected.
“Chancellor Palpatine requested the three of you,” Padme clarified. “Were you not told that?”
“I’m afraid it must’ve slipped the Council’s mind,” Obi-Wan answered, unable to pull his eyes off you. You came over and sat down beside him.
“Please do carry on with the discussion before,” you pushed. “I will do my best to catch up.”
“I’m Captain Typho of Her Majesty’s security service,” the guard introduced himself. “Queen Jamillia has been informed of your assignment. I am grateful you are here, Master Kenobi. The situation is more dangerous than the Senator will admit.”
“I don’t need more security,” Padme retorted. “I need answers. I want to know who’s trying to kill me.”
“We are here to protect you, Senator, not start an investigation,” Obi-Wan reminded.
“We will find out who’s trying to kill you, Padme,” Anakin added. “I promise you.” Anakin clearly hadn’t changed very much over the years, you noted.
“We will not exceed our mandate, my young Padawan learner.”
“I meant that in the interest of protecting her, Master, of course.”
“We will not go through this exercise again, Anakin, and you will pay attention to my lead.”

Padme looked at you, silently questioning what was going on. You shrugged, unable to know from being separated for ten years.

“Why?” Anakin questioned.
“What?” Obi-Wan responded, taken back by the outspokenness of his Padawan.
“Why else do you think we were assigned to her if not to find the killer? Protection is a job for local security, not Jedi. It’s overkill, Master. Investigation is implied in our mandate.”
“We will do exactly as the Council has instructed. And you will learn your place, young one.”

You flinched slightly as you felt Obi-Wan’s frustration and embarrassment. It had been a long time since the two of you were open quite like this. You reached out with your signature, trying to calm him.

“Perhaps with merely your presence, the mystery surrounding this threat will be revealed,” Padme said, trying to diffuse the tension. “Now, if you’ll excuse me, I will retire.”

Padme stood, everyone else standing up as well. Obi-Wan and yourself bowed to her as she walked off. You faced the Captain.

“I know I’ll feel better having you here,” Captain Typho said. “I’ll have an officer stationed on every floor, and I’ll be in the control center downstairs.” He and Obi-Wan walked toward the elevator while you stayed back with Jar Jar and Anakin.
“Mesa busten wit happiness seein yousa both again,” Jar Jar said.
“She hardly even recognized me, Jar Jar,” Anakin replied. “I’ve thought about her every day since we parted and she’s forgotten me completely.”
“You have changed a lot, I may add,” you said, trying not to feel hurt that Anakin was more focused on missing Padme than you. “I hardly recognized you.”
“Shesa happy,” Jar Jar said. “Happier den mesa seein her in a longo time.”
“You’re focusing on the negative, Anakin,” Obi-Wan warned, coming back over. “Be mindful of your thoughts.” He glanced at you quickly. “She was pleased to see us.”
Anakin looked at you and quickly pulled you in for a hug. “I missed you so much,” he whispered.
“I missed you too,” you responded, hugging him back. You pulled away and faced Obi-Wan. “It’s been too long, Master Kenobi. And based on that interaction on the couch, I’m sorry that you’ve had to put up with Anakin by yourself.”
Obi-Wan chuckled. “He hasn’t been easy, I will say.”
“I’m sure,” you agreed with a small laugh.
“He’s standing right here!” Anakin retorted.
“Right. Well, we should go check the security.” You headed back to the elevator, feeling eyes on you. You looked over your shoulder. “You coming boys? Or do I have to do everything?”

~~~

The three of you checked out the main security together before going your separate ways to cover more ground, faster. Obi-Wan and yourself found each other on the way back up to the apartment.

“You, uh,” Obi-Wan paused to clear his throat. He couldn’t understand why he was so nervous. “You seem to have flourished under the teachings of the Council, little star, or so I have heard.”
You inhaled sharply, forgetting how much comfort that nickname gave you. “I have tried to learn as much as I can and not take their teachings for granted,” you responded. “It has been a true honor being taught by the Council themselves.” Obi-Wan nodded. “I… I’ve been waiting until we met again to thank you and to apologize.”
“Apologize?” Obi-Wan’s brow furrowed in confusion as his head snapped to look at you. “For whatever for?”
“You helped me get comfortable here. You used our—“ you stopped yourself from saying bond. You feared what admitting it out loud to Obi-Wan could do. Especially if the bond felt different on his side. “You used the Force to help calm and comfort me…. Until I began to shut you out. I was just trying to focus on my training, I did not want to—“
“Little star,” his hand came up to your shoulder to stop you from fretting too much, “I understood. I knew that you needed to focus on your own training as I needed to focus on training Anakin. I am happy to hear that I could help you in some way.”
You nodded slightly, throwing him a smile. “Thank you, for taking care of Anakin as well. It is clear that he is still very stubborn.”
Obi-Wan sighed, his hand slipping off your shoulder. “Anakin still has much to learn, but he is very powerful and strong.”
“All due to your teachings, I’m sure.”
“I do hope that he has learned a thing or two from me.”

The elevator opened and Obi-Wan followed you out. He noticed you beginning to slip your brown Jedi robe off and quickly came to help you. You shot him a thankful smile.

“Captain Typho has more than enough men downstairs,” you said, walking toward Anakin as Obi-Wan placed your robe over a chair before taking off his own. “No assassin would try that way.”
“Any activity up here?” Obi-Wan asked.
“Quiet as a tomb,” Anakin answered. “I don’t like just waiting here for something to happen to her.” The panel near the hallway leading to Padme’s room beeped.
“What’s going on?”
“Ah, she covered the cameras. I don’t think she liked me watching her.”
“It is a little creepy, Ani,” you said.
“What is she thinking?” Obi-Wan questioned, going up to the panel himself.
“She programmed R2 to warn us if there is an intruder,” Anakin defended.
“There are many other ways to kill a senator.”
“I know, but we also want to catch this assassin, don’t we, Master?”
“You’re using her as bait,” you stated, having figured out Anakin’s plan.
“It was her idea. Don’t worry. No harm will come to her. I can sense everything going on in that room. Trust me.”
“It’s too risky,” Obi-Wan argued. “Besides, your senses aren’t that attuned, my young apprentice.”
“And yours are?”
“Possibly.”

You rolled your eyes. You moved to sit in the hallway and crossed your legs.

“What are you doing, Y/N?” Anakin asked.
“I’m planning on meditating,” you responded, closing your eyes. “Don’t disturb me.”
“Come, Anakin,” Obi-Wan said, leaving you be. He went and stood in the doorway of the balcony, able to keep an eye on you still, while Anakin stood outside on the balcony. “You look tired,” he told his apprentice.
“I don’t sleep well anymore,” Anakin responded.
“Because of your mother?”

That caused your eyes to snap back open. You had been feeling something was off with your mother but had pushed it down while trying to follow the Jedi Code. As much as you missed your mother, you knew that becoming a Jedi made her very proud. You tried not to think about her often, dwelling on her made you long for her even more. But it was clear that Anakin dwelled on her frequently.

“I don’t know why I keep dreaming about her,” Anakin said.
Obi-Wan glanced your way as he walked further out to the balcony. “Dreams pass in time,” he responded.
“I’d much rather dream about Padme. Just being around her again is… intoxicating.” Anakin led them back inside.
“Be mindful of your thoughts, Anakin. They betray you. You’ve made a commitment to the Jedi Order, a commitment not easily broken.”

Something about Obi-Wan’s statements didn’t sit right with you. You furrowed your brows as you put blockers up, trying to go back to meditating.

“And don’t forget, she’s a politician,” the Jedi Master continued, “and they’re not to be trusted.”
“She’s not like the others in the Senate, Master,” Anakin argued.
“It is my experience that Senators focus only on pleasing those who fund their campaigns and they’re in no means scared of forgetting the niceties of democracy in order to get those funds.”
“Not another lecture. At least not on the economics of politics. And besides, you’re generalizing. The Chancellor doesn’t appear to be corrupt.”
“Palpatine is a politician. I have observed that he is very clever in following the passions and the prejudices of the Senators.”
“I think he’s a good man.”
You gasped as you jumped up, sensing something happening in Padme’s room. “I—“
“I sense it too,” Obi-Wan said as you all ran toward her room.

Anakin ignited his lightsaber as the doors slid open and jumped onto Padme’s bed. He sliced the creatures that were crawling over her. Padme sat up with a startled gasp. You and Obi-Wan noticed a droid peeking through the window. Obi-Wan ran and broke through the window, gripping onto the droid as he tried to fly away.

“Stay here!” Anakin told Padme as her people rushed in and Anakin and you rushed out. “Stay with Padme!” Anakin said to you.
“Fine,” you said, slowing down. “Reach me on comms if you need me.”

Anakin nodded, running out to take one of the ships.

Chapter Text

You stayed in the apartment, going over the security measures again and again. When Obi-Wan and Anakin finally returned, they had news that it had been a bounty hunter that had paid off another bounty hunter to kill the Senator. They had retrieved a toxic dart after the decoy bounty hunter had been killed. You went with Obi-Wan and Anakin to inform the Jedi Council about what had happened.

“Track down this bounty hunter you must, Obi-Wan,” Yoda ordered.
“Most importantly, find out who he’s working for,” Mace Windu added.
“What about Senator Amidala?” Obi-Wan asked. “She will still need protecting.”
“Handle that your Padawan will,” Yoda answered.
“Anakin, escort the Senator back to her home planet of Naboo,” Windu directed. “She’ll be safer there. And don’t use registered transport. Travel as refugees.”
“As the leader of the opposition, it will be very difficult to get Senator Amidala to leave the capital,” Anakin replied.
“Until caught this killer is, our judgment she must respect,” Yoda said.
“Anakin, go to the Senate and ask Chancellor Palpatine to speak with her about this matter.”

Obi-Wan and Anakin bowed to the Council, preparing to leave the meeting. You stood there confused.

“Pardon me, Masters,” you spoke up, “but where do I fit into all of this?”
“Join Master Kenobi, you will,” Yoda answered.

Excitement bloomed in your chest. Besides the recent assignment, you were only paired with members of the Jedi Council. A change, especially a friendly one, would be very nice.

“Thank you, Master,” you bowed. “I will not disappoint.”

~~~

After Anakin left to talk to the Chancellor, you found yourself walking the Temple hall with Yoda, Obi-Wan, and Mace Windu. You were behind the Masters, giving them their space.

“I am concerned for my Padawan,” Obi-Wan expressed. “He is not ready to be given this assignment on his own yet.”
“The council is confident in its decision, Obi-Wan,” Yoda replied.
“The boy has exceptional skills,” Windu commented.
“But he still has much to learn, Master,” Obi-Wan retorted. “His abilities have made him, well, arrogant.” The group stopped.
“Yes, yes. A flaw more and more common among Jedi,” Yoda said. “Hmm. Too sure of themselves they are. Even the older, more experienced ones.”
“Remember, Obi-Wan, if the prophecy is true, your apprentice might be the only one who can bring the Force back into balance,” Windu said. “If you are worried, perhaps we send Y/N along with Anakin.”
“If I may, Masters,” you interrupted, “I fear that my presence will only make Master Kenobi’s concerns worsen.”
“Yet, may be able to balance the young Skywalker, you might,” Yoda said, thinking about Windu’s suggestion.

Obi-Wan could feel the slight sting that still happened in your chest when you weren’t referred to as a Skywalker. He hadn’t yet asked you how you really had been holding up all these years, practically alone.

“Having heard a great deal about Y/N’s power in the Force,” Obi-Wan said, “I would be interested in seeing it myself. Perhaps I can learn a thing or two from her.”
“Our Padawan is very strong in the ways of the Force,” Windu agreed. It was honestly the closest thing you had ever had to a compliment from the Jedi Master.
“Hmm, yes,” Yoda agreed. “Soon, the trials she will face.”
“Really?” You breathed out. They had never brought the trails up before.
“After this assignment with Obi-Wan, about your trails we will discuss.”
“Thank you, Master.” You bowed. “It is a great honor to be deemed worthy of the trials by the Council.”
“Learned much, you have. Yet, still have learning to do.”
“Of course, Master.”

~~~

You and Obi-Wan went with Anakin, Padme, Padme’s Handmaiden, and Captain Typho to deliver Anakin and Padme to the port.

“Be safe milady,” Captain Typho said.
“Thank you, Captain,” Padme responded. “Take good care of Dorme. The threat’s on you two now.”
“He’ll be safe with me,” Dorme said, smiling at the Captain. She then looked down, getting emotional.
“You’ll be fine.”
“It’s not me, milady. I worry about you. What if they realize you’ve left the capital?”
“Well, then my Jedi protector will have to prove how good he is.” Anakin smirked at that.
“Anakin,” Obi-Wan called for his Padawan’s attention. “Don’t do anything without first consulting either myself or the Council.”
“Yes, Master,” Anakin replied.
Obi-Wan moved to speak with Padme, you by his side. “Y/N and myself will get to the bottom of this plot quickly, milady. You’ll be back here in no time.”
“I’ll be most grateful for your speed, Master Jedi,” Padme said.
“It’s time to go,” Anakin said, heading out of the ship.
“Ani,” you called. He turned around. “May the Force be with you.”
“May the Force be with you, Y/N/N.”

You watched as Anakin picked up some of the luggage and headed out with Padme and R2. It was strange. Though the two of you were twins, you felt like strangers. The two of you had grown up so much in the last time years while being separated. You couldn’t let yourself dwell on it too much, for it would be proof of you having an attachment.

“I do hope he doesn’t try anything foolish,” Obi-Wan commented.
“I’d be more concerned about her doing something than him,” Captain Typho retorted.
“Right.” Obi-Wan turned to face you. “Are you ready, little star?”
“Ready for what?” You began to follow Obi-Wan as he headed over to another ship. “Where are we going?”
“To see an old friend of mine.”

~~~

You never had the opportunity to really explore and enjoy Coruscant since you were trained by the Jedi Council themselves. They were too business teaching you the Code, how to fight and pilot, and how to be one with the Force. You had been to places around the planet and around other systems, but only for missions and assignments. You never got to fully enjoy any of them. So standing in a diner next to Obi-Wan was a completely different experience. You were curiously glancing around the place. Obi-Wan could sense your excitement and curiosity. He was slightly confused as to why.

“Have you never been to a diner before?” He finally asked.
“No,” you answered, feeling embarrassed. “The Council is not about enjoying the little things. Besides, they kept me busy with my training.”

Obi-Wan then realized that you were treated differently than any other Jedi that had ever been trained. They were ensuring that at least you or Anakin would be a successful Chosen One. You had basically been separated from all the Jedi besides the Council until now, trying to make you the perfect Jedi. Guilt and sadness filled him, leaking out into your bond, at the thought of how hard these past years really might have been for you. Feeling his leaking emotions, you placed a gentle hand on his arm as you pushed some comfort his way.

“It’s okay, Obi,” you said softly, a small smile playing on your lips. “It wasn’t too bad.”
“Why are you so good, little star?” Obi-Wan asked. “How have you been able to keep it?”
“How can I help you two?” A robot rolled over, interrupting the small conversation.
“We’re here to talk to Dex.”
“People to see ya, honey!” The robot shouted, turning to the kitchen. “Jedi, by the looks of them.”
“Obi-Wan!” Dex shouted.
“Hello, Dex,” Obi-Wan smiled.
“Take a seat. I’ll be right with ya.”
“You wanna cup o’jawa juice?” The robot asked as Obi-Wan guided you to a booth.
“Oh, yes,” Obi-Wan replied. “Two, thank you.” You slid into the booth, Obi-Wan following beside you. He barely sat down before he was back up again to greet Dex.
“Hey, old buddy!” Dex greeted, his four arms up to hug Obi-Wan. The two laughed. Pulling apart, Obi-Wan sat back down and Dex sat across from the two of you. “And who is this? A new Padawan perhaps.”
“Y/N L/N,” you replied. “I’m a Padawan that Obi-Wan is currently borrowing.”
Dex laughed. “Borrowing, huh?” He coughed. “So, my friend, what can I do for ya?”
“You can tell me what this is,” Obi-Wan responded, pulling out the dart from his Jedi robe and setting it in front of Dex.
“Well, whattaya know!” Dex picked the dart up. “I ain’t seen one of these since I was prospectin’ on Subterrel, beyond the Outer Rim.”
“Can you tell us where it came from?” The robot from before set down three cups of juice on the table. “Thank you.”
“This baby belongs to them cloners. What you got here is a Kamino saber dart.”
“I wonder why it didn’t show up in the analysis archives.”
“It’s these funny little cuts on the side that give it away. Those analysis droids only focus on symbols. Huh! I should think that you Jedi would have more respect for the difference between knowledge and…” Dex laughed, “wisdom.”
“Well, if droids could think, there’d be none of us here, would there?” Obi-Wan picked the dart back up, studying it some more.
“Kamino,” you repeated, trying to think of where it might be. “I’m not familiar with it.”
“Neither am I. Is it in the Republic?”
“No, no. It’s beyond the Outer Rim,” Dex answered. “I’d say about, uh, 12 parsecs outside the Rishi Maze. Should be easy to find, even for those droids in your archives.” Dex chuckled as he paused to take a drink. “These, uh, Kaminoans keep to themselves. They’re cloners. Damn good ones too.”
“Cloners. Are they friendly?”
“Oh, depends.”
“Depends on what, Dex?”
“On how good your manners are… how big your, uh… pocketbook is.” Dex chucked.
“Hmm,” Obi-Wan hummed as he studied the dart further. “Thank you for your assistance Dex.” Obi-Wan stood up, slipping the dart away. “We best be going.”
“Thank you for your help, Dex,” you responded, following Obi-Wan.
“Don’t be a stranger, either of you,” Dex said as you headed out.
“So, how did you feel about your first visit to a diner, little star?” Obi-Wan asked.
“It was… new,” you replied.
Obi-Wan laughed. “And?”
“And it wasn’t too terrible.”
“That’s good. I’ll have to take you more often.”
“Where are we headed now, Obi?”
“Back to the archives.”

~~~

“Did you two call for assistance?” Madame Jocasta asked, coming up to the two of you.
“Yes, yes, we did,” Obi-Wan responded.
“Are you having a problem, Master Kenobi? With Padawan Y/N here, you should be able to find what you need. She knows the archives almost as well as I do.”
“Unfortunately, I am unable to find what we need, Madame Jocasta,” you replied.
“We are looking for a planetary system called Kamino,” Obi-Wan explained, leading the one to one of the archive desks. He sat down and pulled up the information he had gathered.
“Kamino,” Madame Jocasta repeated.
“It doesn’t show up on the archive charts.”
“Kamino. It’s not a system I’m familiar with. Are you sure you have the right coordinates?”
“According to our information, it should appear in this quadrant here,” you said, pointing to where it should be on the map, “just south of the Rishi Maze.”
Madame Jocasta pressed some buttons, causing the screen to zoom in and beep. “I hate to say it, but it looks like the system you’re searching for doesn’t exist.”
“Impossible,” Obi-Wan argued. “Perhaps the archives are incomplete.”
“If an item does not appear in our records, it does not exist.”
You could feel Obi-Wan’s disappointment. “Thank you, Madame Jocasta,” you said kindly.
“My apologies that I couldn’t be any more help.” She walked away.
“What are we going to do, Master?”

Obi-Wan stayed silent for a few moments. You could feel him thinking, exploring the options. You observed him closely as he lost himself in thought. He held his chin, brushing his fingers along his beard. His eyes looked like they were focused on the screen but you could tell that they were just focusing on finding answers. He slouched down in his seat.

“We will find answers, Obi-Wan,” you tried to comfort. “I can sense it.”
He took a deep breath, trusting in your senses. He suddenly stood up. “Come, little star,” he beckoned as headed away from the desk. “We must speak to Master Yoda.”

~~~

The two of you found Yoda teaching a group of younglings. They had the training helmets with their training sabers, working on blindly avoiding shots.

“Reach out. Sense the Force around you,” Yoda guided the young Jedi. “Use your feelings you must.”

You smiled as you entered the room, stopping beside Obi-Wan to watch. Yoda began tapping his cane on the ground.

“Younglings. Younglings!” He called for their attention. “Visitors we have.”
“Hello, Master Obi-Wan and Padawan Y/N,” the younglings greeted together.
“Hello,” Obi-Wan replied with a smile. “We are sorry to disturb you, Master.”
“What help can I be?” Yoda asked. “Hmm?”
“We’re looking for a planet described to us by an old friend. I trust him, but the systems don’t show on the archive maps.”
“Mmm. Lost a planet Master Obi-Wan has. How embarrassing.” The children and yourself giggled. Obi-Wan shot you a look, causing you to bite your lip to stop from giggling. “How embarrassing. Liam, the shades.”

The youngling, Liam, used the Force to darken the room with the shades. Obi-Wan took the information orb from his pocket and put it in the center room map reader, the map showing in the room.

“Gather round the map reader,” Yoda encouraged the younglings. “Clear your minds and find Obi-Wan’s wayward planet we will.”
“It ought to be, here,” Obi-Wan pointed out the blank space in the map, “but it isn’t.”
“Gravity is pulling all the stars in the area towards this spot,” you explained, pointing to the spot as well. “So something has to be there, right?”
“Gravity’s silhouette remains but the. Star and all the planets disappeared they have,” Yoda repeated the information. “How can this be? Hmm? A thought? Anyone.”
“Master?” One of the younglings called. “Because someone erased it from the archive memory.”
Yoda chuckled. “Truly wonderful the mind of a child is. The Padawan is right. Go to the center of gravity’s pull and find your planet, you will.”

Yoda began leading you and Obi-Wan out of the room. You paused, using the Force to turn off the map reader and bring the orb to your hand.

“Hmm. The data must have been erased,” Yoda concluded.
“But, Master Yoda, who could empty information from the archives?” Obi-Wan asked. “That’s impossible, isn’t it?”
“Dangerous and disturbing this puzzle is. Only a Jedi could have erased those files. But who and why, harder to answer. Meditate on this, I will.”
“Padawan Y/N,” a youngling called, You turned your attention to the group standing in the room. “Could you show us the trick again?”
You laughed lightly as you went back into the room. “One of these days, you all will be able to do this without me,” you responded.

Obi-Wan and Yoda watched as you closed your eyes and all the Padawans lifted into the air, including yourself. Laughter leaked out of the room, yours hitting Obi-Wan with so much happiness.

“Good this assignment with you is for Y/N,” Yoda said. “Afraid I have been for her. Alone she is. I fear that the Council could have done better.”
“Better at what, Master?” Obi-Wan asked. He was curious as to where Yoda’s doubts lay with you.
“Separated from most, she was. Light spills from her and yet the Council kept her to train by herself. Friendships, she does not have. One of the reasons we sent her with you, Obi-Wan. An old friend, she needs. Take care of her, you will.”

Obi-Wan looked back at you. Yoda’s concerns did bring up a question in Obi-Wan’s mind: why had the Council chosen to keep you so separated from the rest of the Order? As he thought and observed you, he could feel your happiness swell up through the Force bond. A bond that was created without either of you involved like it was fate. He knew, even deep down, that he would never try to do anything to hurt that bond. He would protect it with his life.

“I will, Master,” Obi-Wan promised. “I will.”

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You and Obi-Wan shared a ship to your flight to Kamino, him piloting. He had offered you the chance since he hadn’t flown with you before and he honestly didn’t love flying. You turned in down, not wanting to wreck his ship.

“There it is,” Obi-Wan stated after you exited light speed. “Right where it should be. Our missing planet Kamino.”

You inhaled sharply. A sense of secrecy washed over you. Whatever was on Kamino, someone was trying their best to keep it a secret from the rest of the galaxy. Obi-Wan could sense your mind worrying about what was ahead and he had heard your sharp intake of breath.

“Little star? What’s wrong?” He asked.
“Someone’s gone through a lot of trouble to keep this place a secret,” you whispered, eyes focused on the planet. “The Force is uneasy around this place… I don’t like it.”
Obi-Wan was impressed that you could feel all that more than he could. But, even when you were untrained, you always had a strong connection with the Force. “We’ll be together the whole time. No need to worry.”
“I’m less worried about us than I am about what is happening down there. Didn’t Dex say that they are cloners?”
“Yes.”
“So what could they possibly be cloning that they needed to be erased from the archives?”
“That, little star, is a very good question.”

As you descended to the planet, you observed what it’s system was like. The whole planet seemed to be a raging ocean storm. The waves were high, barely missing the buildings that seemed anchored to the planet some how. The lightning that frequently struck seemed to be the only light available through the dark storm clouds.

Upon landing, you and Obi-Wan slipped your cloak hoods on to protect yourself from the rain outside. The winds were forceful and the rain hard as Obi-Wan helped you out of the starship. Staying close beside each other, the two of you heading toward the doors. You entered, immediately being treated by one of the beings living on the planet.

“Master Jedi,” the female being greeted. “The Prime Minister is expecting you.”
“I’m expected?” Obi-Wan questioned.

You shot him a worried glance as you set your soaked hood down on your shoulders, your worry for this assignment growing more. You heart slightly skipped a bit at the sight of Obi-Wan’s wet and disheveled hair. The sight of him made you feel warm and you had the sudden urge to comb your fingers through his hair. Shaking your head slightly, you pulled yourself out of your thoughts. It was strange. You had never felt anything like this before, towards anyone. You knew that any feelings like this were against the Code so you quickly tried to shut them down.

“Of course,” the being continued. “He is anxious to meet you. After all these years, we were beginning to think you weren’t coming. May I get your names?”
“I am Jedi Master Obi-Wan Kenobi and this is my Padawan, Y/N Sky— Y/N L/N.” He would probably never be used to calling you by your adoptive name.
“Pleasure to meet you both. I am Taun We. Now, please, this way.”

Taun We led you down a bright, white hallway and into a room where another of the same species was sitting in a chair anchored to the ceiling. The new being, who you could assume was the Prime Minister, stood up as you and Obi-Wan were led to stand in front of it.

“May I present Lama Su,” Taun We introduced, “Prime Minister of Kamino.” You and Obi-Wan bowed to the Prime Minister. “And this is Master Jedi—“
“Obi-Wan Kenobi,” Obi-Wan responded. “And this is my Padawan, Y/N L/N.”
“I trust you both are going to enjoy your stay,” Lama Su said. Two seats were brought down from the ceiling. “Please.” You and Obi-Wan each took a seat with the Prime Minister doing the same. “And now done to business. You will be delighted to hear that we are on schedule.” Your brows furrowed in confusion. “200,000 units are ready with a million more well on the way.”
“That’s good news,” Obi-Wan went along with what you two were being told. You could both feel each other’s confusion.
“Please tell your Master Sifo-Dyas that his order will be met on time.” That caught you and Obi-Wan more off guard.
“I’m sorry. Master…”
Jedi Master Sifo-Dyas is still a leading member of the Jedi Council, is he not?”
“Master Sifo-Dyas was killed almost ten years ago.”
“Oh, I’m so sorry to hear that. But I’m sure he would have been proud of the army we’ve built for him.”
“The army?” You repeated.
“Yes. A clone army, and I must say, one of the finest we’ve ever created.
“Tell me, Prime Minister, when my Master first contacted you about the army, did—did he say who it was for?” Obi-Wan asked.
“Of course he did. This army is for the Republic.”

You felt the air grow thick around you, telling you that something about this wasn’t right. You tried not to show that you had begun struggling for breath.

“But you must be anxious to inspect the units for yourself,” the Prime Minister continued.
“That’s why we’re here,” Obi-Wan said.

The Prime Minister got up and began showing you and Obi-Wan out of the room. You stood up on shaking legs, Obi-Wan reaching out as he noticed.

“Are you alright, little star?” He asked, concern evident.
“Yes,” you rasped with a nod. “I’m fine.”

Obi-Wan was clearing not convinced but had decided that now was not the time to question you. Linking your arms, Obi-Wan helped you follow the Prime Minister. He could feel that you were sensing something within the Force but he was unable to tell what it was for himself.

The two of you were shown the various places that were used to help create, grow, and train the clones. You couldn’t help but feel saddened, thinking that these clones deserved better than what they were getting. Yes, they were clones but they were still individual life forms.

“Very impressive,” Obi-Wan complimented.
“I’d hoped you would be pleased,” Lama Su said. “Clones can think creatively. You will find that they are immensely superior to droids. We take great pride in our combat education and training programs.” You paused in front of one of the windows, looking in at a group of clones on training screens. “This group was created about five years ago.” It was clear that the clones were not five years old, most likely double that.
“You mentioned growth acceleration.”
“Oh, yes, it’s essential.” Your group began walking again. “Otherwise, a mature clone would take a lifetime to grow. Now we can do it in half the time.”
“I see.”
“They are totally obedient, taking any order without question. We modified their genetic structure to make them less independent than the original host.”
“And who was the original host?” You inquired.
“A bounty hunter called Jango Fett.”
“And where is this bounty hunter now?” Obi-Wan wondered.
“Oh, we keep him here. Apart from his pay, which is considerable, Fett demanded only one thing: an unaltered clone for himself. Curious, isn’t it?”
“Unaltered?”
“Pure genetic replication. No tampering with the structure to make it more docile and no growth acceleration.”
“He wanted a child,” you whispered.
“I should very much like to meet this Jango Fett,” Obi-Wan stated.
“I would be very happy to arrange it for you,” Taun We responded.

You gasped as you and Obi-Wan were led out onto a balcony overlooking a large room of thousands of marching clones. They were armed and each wearing similar armor to each other. With your arm still being linked with Obi-Wan’s, your hand squeezed his bicep. His Force signature came over you revealing that he was just as nervous about all of this as you were.

“Magnificent, aren’t they?” The Prime Minister commented, looking over his most prize creations.

~~~

“I do not like how this place feels,” you whispered to Obi-Wan as Taun We led you to meet Jango Fett. “It is not the people, it’s the Force around it. Like it’s…” you trailed off, afraid to voice your concerns.
“Like it’s what, little star?” Obi-Wan pressed.
“Like darkness is slowly gathering around it. I can’t understand how the Council hasn’t felt it.” Looking in his eyes and in the bond, you knew that this was a burden you were carrying on your own. “How you haven’t felt it.”

Obi-Wan looked away, taking in your words and pondering them. You had a point. How had the Council not sensed what you have been? Taun We stopped them at a door, ringing the buzzer to inform those inside of your presence. The door slid open revealing a boy about ten years old. He glared at you and Obi-Wan.

“Boba, is your father here?” Taun We asked the child.
“Yep,” Boba responded.
“May we see him?”
“Sure.” Boba turned back and headed into the living space, leaving the door open so that you may follow. “Dad, Taun We’s here.”

You and Obi-Wan studied your surroundings as you walked in. The place was simple, plain, with no decorations. From behind you, Jango came out of a side room. You followed Obi-Wan’s led in bowing to him.

“Jango, welcome back,” Taun We greeted. “Was your trip productive?”
“Fairly,” Jango responded, keeping his eyes on the Jedi.
“This is Jedi Master Obi-Wan Kenobi and his Padawan. They’ve come to check on our progress.”
“Your clones are very impressive,” Obi-Wan commented. “You must be very proud.”
“I’m just a simple man trying to make my way in the universe,” Jango responded.
“Ever made your way as far into the interior as Coruscant?”
“Once or twice.”
“Recently?”
“Possibly.”
“Then you must know Master Sifo-Dyas.”

You tried not to looked too confused as Obi-Wan’s statement. He sent you a Force push to trust him as he felt your confusion. After Obi-Wan’s statement, Jango turned to Boba and spoke to him in a different language. The boy going off and closing the hallway door. You got a glimpse of the room before the door slid shut, allowing you to see the armor laying on the ground.

“Master who?” Jango questioned.
“Sifo-Dyas,” Obi-Wan repeated. “Is he not the Jedi who hired you for this job?”
“Never heard of him?”
“Really?”
“I was recruited by a man called Tyranus on one of the moons of Bogden.”
“Curious.”

You felt a darkness just by Jango saying the name, Tyranus.

“Do you like your army?” Jango asked.
“We look forward to seeing them in action,” Obi-Wan replied.
“They’ll do their job well. I’ll guarantee that.”
Obi-Wan bowed his head. “Thank you for your time, Jango.”
“Always a pleasure to meet a Jedi.”

You bowed your head toward Jango before following Obi-Wan out of the room. Taun We walked with you back to the doors that would allow you to reach your starship.

“Tell your Council that the first battalions are ready,” Taun We said. “And remind them, if they need more troops, it will take more time to grow them.”
“We won’t forget,” Obi-Wan responded, “and thank you.”
“Thank you.”

Putting your hoods up, you and Obi-Wan walked out of the building and out into the raging storm.

“R4!” Obi-Wan called to his droid in the starship. R4 beeped in response. “Scramble code five to Coruscant, care of the old folks’ home!”
You let out a laugh. “Old folks home?” You repeated. Your voices were slightly raised to compete with the loud storm.
“I didn’t come up with it!”

R4 beeped as the droid began sending out a signal. A hologram appeared, showing Yoda and Mace Windu sitting in one of the meditation rooms.

“We have successfully made contact with the Prime Minister of Kamino,” Obi-Wan told them. “They are using a bounty hunter named Jango Fett to create a clone army.”
“I have a strong feeling that this bounty hunter is the assassin we are looking for,” you added.
“Do you think these cloners are involved in the plot to assassinate Senator Amidala?” Windu asked.
“No, Master,” Obi-Wan answered. “There appears to be no motive.”
“Do not assume anything, Obi-Wan,” Yoda chided. “Clear your mind must be if you are to discover the real villains behind this plot.”
“Yes, Master.”
“What have you been sensing, Padawan?” Windu asked you. The Council, since having trained you personally, knew of your skills and how you went about assignments.
“There’s a darkness growing over this place, Master,” you responded honestly. “A darkness that I have never felt before.”
“Hmm. Interesting,” Yoda hummed.
“What other information have you gathered?” Windu questioned.
“They say Master Sifo-Dyas placed an order for a clone army at the request of the Senate almost ten years ago,” Obi-Wan explained. Mace and Yoda shared a look. “I was under the impression he was killed before that. Did the Council ever authorize the creation of a clone army?”
“No. Whoever placed that order did not have the authorization of the Jedi Council.”
“Bring him here,” Yoda directed. “Question him we will.”
“Yes, Master,” Obi-Wan replied. “We will report back when we have him.” The communication ended and Obi-Wan faced you. “How confident to you feel in combat?”
“Very, Master,” you responded.
“Good. Cause I have a feeling this won’t be easy.”

You took off your cloak before the two of you hurried back inside and headed for Jango’s apartment. Despite the rain, you chose to ditch it due to the fact that you hated fighting in the cloak. You tried to not make it seem like there was something wrong as you hurried through the halls but when you reached the apartment and found it empty, you knew you had to act fast. Obi-Wan and you ran through the halls, Obi-Wan allowing you to lead slightly because you could sense where the bounty hunter was. Running out onto the stormy platform, you saw Jango in his gear with Boba helping him load their ship.

“Dad, look!” Boba shouted, pointing toward you and Obi-Wan.
“Boba, get on board!” Jango ordered.

You and Obi-Wan unhooked your lightsabers and ignited them. Obi-Wan had to hold in his surprise when he saw that your lightsaber was a vibrant shade of yellow. The two of you charged at Jango, deflecting the shots he was firing. Jango used his jet pack to fly back, up into the air, and behind on of the large pillars. You and Obi-Wan went back to back, trying to sense where Jango might be coming from next.

“Boba’s in the ship,” you stated, noting how it was turning.
“Stay out here and help me with Jango,” Obi-Wan directed. “We can deal with the boy later.”

Suddenly, a missile was launch and exploded right in front of the two of you. Both of you went flying back. Your lightsabers fell out of your hands and rolled away.

“Y/N!” Obi-Wan shouted as he landed on the platform and slid to a stop.

Boba began using the ship to fire at the two of you, the explosions throwing you both around some more. You ended up falling off the edge of the platform.

“Y/N!” Obi-Wan screamed.

You were able to catch yourself on the slippery edge before you could fall to what you presumed would be your death.

“Hang on!” Obi-Wan shouted in between grunts.

A physical fight between the Jedi Master and the bounty hunter had started on the platform. You knew that it was pointless to wait for Obi-Wan to rescue you. Besides, you didn’t have the time as your hands began to slip. Closing your eyes, you focused on the Force around it. Using it to your advantage, you heaved yourself back onto the platform.

Your hand shot out, pulling your saber to you. Obi-Wan tried to do the same thing with his saber, only for Jango to quickly shoot a grappling rope around the Jedi’s hands and begin pulling him around. You held out your hand in Jango’s direction and pulled him down to the ground. Jango landed on the edge, knocking his jet pack off of his back. He grabbed a gun that had been knocked out of his hands previously as Obi-Wan ran and kicked him over the edge and down the side.

“Oh, not good,” Obi-Wan said before he was pulled down the side as well, having still been connected to the bounty hunter by the rope tied around his hands.
“Obi-Wan!” You shouted, looking over the edge at the two of them.

Jango used something in the arm of his armor to slow himself down. Obi-Wan still slid off the side, dangling from the rope. Jango struggled with the weight of Obi-Wan, causing him to slowly be dragged off the side as well. Jango disconnected the rope, causing you to shout again.

“No!”
“I’m alright, little star,” you heard Obi-Wan’s voice through the Force. “Keep fighting. I’ll be right there.”

You noticed that Jango was climbing up the side. As you prepared yourself to fight him again, Boba started using their ship to shoot at you again. You used the Force and your lightsaber to help you dodge the oncoming blasts. That unfortunately distracted you from dealing with Jango. Jango ran to and up the on ramp. Obi-Wan rushed through the doors that led to the platform to see you fighting off the blasts. Your movements were beautiful and smooth. You glanced over, smirking at the look on Obi-Wan’s face. That one moment allowed you to be distracted enough to allow a blast graze your side. You groaned in pain as your hand came up to hold your head. Obi-Wan ran over to your side, already able to feel your pain, as Jango and Boba’s ship began to fly.

“Little star!” Obi-Wan called.
“I’m fine,” you responded, putting up blockers in your mind quickly. “We need to get to the ship, get after them.”
“But you—“
“I will be fine. It’s just a graze.” You stood up and ran for the door. “Let’s go!”

Obi-Wan called for his lightsaber before finishing a tracker out of his cloak. He activated it and tossed it onto the ship. Turning around, he saw you waiting in the doorway for him. Your hand was still clutching your side, making him unbelieving that it was just a graze. He tried to probe your mind but you had blocked him.

“I don’t trust that your hit was just a graze,” Obi-Wan confessed as he met you in the doorway. “But we will deal with it after we bring Jango in. Will you be able to push through?”
“Of course, Master,” you responded. “The Council has instilled in me a strength to push through. I promise, I will be fine.”

Your response didn’t comfort Obi-Wan any bit. It just made him feel guilty that he didn’t fight to keep you as his Padawan with Anakin. You were still so kind and gentle, light flowing from you like Master Yoda had said. But now that he was actually spending time with you, he was noticing more about how the Council had trained you. They had trained you to be the Chosen One and not to be a Jedi. They had chosen you to train themselves because you were powerful and seemed moldable. You were going to push through, no matter how much pain it caused you, even if it cost you your life. Because that’s what you were taught was right. That’s all you really knew.

Obi-Wan trusted the Council, always had, but this was different. You came into the Jedi order having been a slave with a power you didn’t understand and with a brother you were so willing to protect. To Obi-Wan, it was clear that the Council had used that to their advantage. He longed to confront the Jedi Council about what he believed that had been doing, but he knew it was not his place.

“Right,” Obi-Wan muttered, thoughts still clouded. “Let’s go.”

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The starship was silent as you and Obi-Wan piloted the ship, following the tracker Obi-Wan had placed on Jango’s. You were grateful that you had left your cloak in the ship to stay dry because you had found your wound bleeding. You made sure to quickly hide it away from the Jedi Master you were with using your cloak. As you flew, you could feel Obi-Wan’s slight frustration toward you and the Council. You knew why he was frustrated at you, he had suspicions of your injury being worse than what you were telling him, but why the Council?

As you exited lightspeed and caught up with Jango’s ship, you were almost immediately surrounded by asteroids.

“He knows we’ve followed him,” you said, having sensed it.

A device floated out of Jango’s ship. R4 beeped at the two of you.

“Seismic charges,” Obi-Wan stated. “Stand by.”

The ship dodged the blast before another one was launched in your direction. The maneuvers that Obi-Wan had the ship do, jostled you. You let out a small whimper.

“Are you alright, little star?” Obi-Wan asked.
“I’m fine!” You responded quickly. “Just wasn’t prepared for those moves, is all.”
“You’re a terrible liar.”

Obi-Wan led your ship through an asteroid that Jango had flown into. You let Obi-Wan to most of the piloting, having less experience in it. When you left the asteroid, Jango flew down from behind you and began firing at your ship.

“Oh, blast! This is why I hate flying!” Obi-Wan exclaimed.
“Need some help?” You asked, willing to do what was necessary.
“I’ve got this all under control. You just sit back there and keep pretending like your side isn’t bleeding out.”
“Obi, I—“
“Not now.”

You sighed, sitting back as you let Obi-Wan maneuver the ship around the blasts and asteroids. Right next to R4, the ship was hit. You turned out the window to see that they had launched a targeting missile your way. Obi-Wan began dodging the asteroids, trying to lose the missile.

“Have R4 lose the spare part canisters,” you suggested. “It will give the missile something to hit.”
“R4, prepare to jettison the spare part canisters,” Obi-Wan ordered. R4 beeped in reply. “Fire them now!”

The missile hit the spare parts, allowing Obi-Wan to hide the ship on an asteroid. Obi-Wan turned off the ship so that it would not read on Jango’s sensors.

“Master,” you tried to start up a conversation, “I am sorry that I lied about my side… I just didn’t want you to worry.”
“I always worry about you, my little star,” Obi-Wan replied, just above a whisper. “I have for the last ten years and I will continue to do so. Especially now since…” Obi-Wan stopped himself.
“Since what?”
Since I’ve realized what the Council is creating you into without your knowledge, he thought to himself, having still felt you blocking him. He shook his head. “Nothing. It’s nothing. And… you don’t have to call me ‘Master’, not when it’s just you and I.” You nodded, staying silent as you slowly took down your blockers. “Well, R4, I think we’ve waited long enough.”

R4 beeped, turning the ship back on. Obi-Wan began flying toward the planet. You groaned as you began to feel a migraine coming on. You knew it was from the Force, darkness seeping from this planet. Obi-Wan could sense that you were feeling something.

“Y/N, what’s going on back there?” He asked.
“Darkness…” you breathed out. “Almost like Kamino… darkness shrouds this planet.”
“We’ll be careful then,” Obi-Wan observed the area you were flying closer to. “There’s an unusual concentration of Federation ships over there.”

Obi-Wan flew the ship to one of the canyons and landed it. He got out of the ship before helping you out. You winced at the pain.

“You should stay here,” he said.
“No,” you shook your head. “I can handle this. I’m coming with you.”
“Fine. But stay close.”

~~~

You and Obi-Wan followed the Force and snuck into one of the buildings on the planet. The two of you walked carefully and quietly, following the sounds of machinery. You looked over the edge to see battle droids being made. Obi-Wan and yourself shared a look before venturing further into the building. It didn’t take long for you to find a group of people walking. Hiding behind a wall, you and Obi-Wan listened in. Obi-Wan kept you behind him so that he could protect you more.

“We must persuade the Commerce Guild and the Corporate Alliance to sign the treaty,” the first man stated.
“What about the Senator from Naboo?” A second man asked. “Is she dead yet? I am not signing your treaty until I have her head on my desk.”
“I am a man of my word, Viceroy.”
“With these new battle droids we’ve built for you, you will have the finest army in the galaxy,” another said.

You and Obi-Wan followed the group into another room. You two found a spot higher up to listen and watch. The group had seated themselves at a large, round table.

“As I explained to your earlier, I am quite convinced that 10,000 more systems will rally to our cause with your support, gentlemen,” the first man said.
“Is that—“
“Count Dooku,” Obi-Wan interrupted you.
“The Techno Union army is at your disposal, Count,” one of them stated.
“The Banking Clan will sign your treaty,” another one added.
“Good,” Dooku said. “Very good. Our friends from the Trade Federation have pledged their support, and when their battle droids are combined with yours, we shall have an army greater than any in the galaxy. The Jedi will be overwhelmed. The Republic will agree to any demands we make.”
“Come, let’s go,” Obi-Wan whispered, grabbing your hand to pull you along. “We must inform the Council.”

You nodded, allowing Obi-Wan to drag you along.

~~~

Anakin and Padme had been fine on Naboo until Anakin’s dreams of his mother grew worse. They ended up on Tatooine, where they found that a man named Cliegg Lars had bought your mother and married her. They met the man and his son. They told Anakin and Padme that your mother had been taken by Tuskens and that it was no use to go after her. They believed her to be dead. Anakin couldn’t take that as an answer. Even if Shmi was dead, he was going to bring back her body. He couldn’t even imagine what telling you would be like if he didn’t know for sure, especially since he had just been allowed to have a relationship with you again. So Anakin left Padme with the Lars and went searching for the Tuskens.

When he found their camp, Anakin crept through it. He used the Force to find his way to the right hut. Once found, he used his lightsaber to cut a hole in the back of it and entered. Anger grew inside the young Padawan at the sight of his mother hanging from a wooden frame. Shmi was bloodied and terribly beaten. Anakin rushed over to cut her free before lowering her to the ground with him and cradling her tenderly.

“Mom? Mom?” He called, trying to get a reaction from her.
“Ani?” Shmi rasped. Her eyelids fluttered, barely open. “Ani? Is it you?”
“I’m here, mom. You’re safe.”
“Ani? Ani?” One of her trembling hands came up to his face. “Oh, you look so handsome… my son. Oh, my grown-up son…” She glanced around the best she could. “Is Y/N with you?”
“No,” Anakin shook his head, tears filling his eyes. “She’s not. But I’m going to get you out of here and take you to her, alright? Just hang on, okay?”
“I’m so proud of you, Ani. You and your sister… I have missed you both so much… Now I am complete… I love y—“
Anakin could sense that his mother was slipping away. “Stay with me, mom.”
Shmi’s hand slipped from Anakin’s face. “I love—I— I love…”

Shmi didn’t get to finish her thought, dying in Anakin’s arms. He drew her closer to him, crying into her for a moment before looking up with newfound anger in his eyes.

~~~

You were about halfway to the ship when you suddenly fell to your knees. Your hands came up to your chest as you began to struggle for breath. Your senses were overwhelmed with terrible pain. Obi-Wan could feel it coming from you, though it was clearly not yours.

“Little star,” he called, getting to his knees in front of you. He cupped your cheeks, your tears streaming down into his hands. “Y/N, focus on me. What’s going on?”
“I… pain…” you rasped, unable to get a full breath of air. “Ter… terrible… pain…”
“Close your eyes and focus on the source.”

You closed your eyes and used the Force to try and find where it was coming from.

“Mom,” you gasped. “Anakin.”
“Anakin?” Obi-Wan repeated. “Anakin’s with Padme on Naboo. He is safe.”
“Death… someone… someone has died…”
That sparked something from Obi-Wan’s memories. “Anakin’s dreams… Come here.”

Obi-Wan’s arms came around your back and under your knees before he lifted you into his chest. He walked with speed but was extra careful since he knew your side was still wounded. When he reached the ship, he set you down to sit on the edge of one of the wings. Obi-Wan poured his signature out to yours, trying to do anything to calm you and get you centered again. You were trembling as you sat there. You closed your eyes and began to try and figure out what was happening yourself.

“I’m going to be right here,” Obi-Wan said, kissing your forehead like he had done it a million times before. “I’m going to try and reach the Council.”

He and R4 quickly got to work. You kept your eyes closed, trying to ground yourself in the Force. You could feel Obi-Wan’s signature and you grasped onto it, hoping it would help. You were still focusing when Obi-Wan spoke up again.

“The transmitter is working, but we’re not receiving a return signal,” he said. “Coruscant’s too far.” You made no move to help him, still trying to center yourself. “R4, can you boost the power?” The droid beeped. “We’ll have to try something else.” R4 agreed as the Jedi slipped into the pilot seat. “Maybe we can contact Anakin on Naboo. It’s much closer.” Obi-Wan pressed a few buttons before trying. “Anakin? Anakin, do you copy? This is Obi-Wan Kenobi. Anakin.” Obi-Wan sighed. “He’s not on Naboo. I’m going to try and widen the range. I do hope nothing’s happened to him.”

He glanced your way. You were still unmoving and seemingly in deep focus. He was beginning to worry that maybe that is what you felt, something happening to Anakin. The screen in front of him found Anakin’s tracking signal, pulling his attention back to it.

“That’s Anakin’s tracking signal alright, but it’s coming from Tatooine,” Obi-Wan stated. He pulled himself out of the pilot’s seat. “What in the blazes is he doing there? I told him to stay on Naboo.”
“My mother…” You whispered. Obi-Wan’s head snapped in your direction. “It was my mother’s death… Anakin was there…” You looked up at Obi-Wan, tears falling down your face. “That’s what I felt.”
“Little star…” Obi-Wan went to reach out to comfort you but you shook your head and slid to stand on the ground.
“We haven’t got much time.” You wiped away your tears with your cloak. “You need to send him the message.”
Obi-Wan nodded, reluctantly turning his focus onto R4. “Anakin? Anakin, do you copy? This is Obi-Wan Kenobi. Anakin, mine and Y/N’s long-range transmitter has been knocked out. Retransmit this message to Coruscant. We have tracked the bounty hunter, Jango Fett, to the droid foundries on Geonosis. The Trade Federation is to take delivery of a droid army here and it is clear the Viceroy Gunray is behind the assassination attempts on Senator Amidala. The Commerce Guilds and the Corporate Alliance have both pledged their armies to Count Dooku and are forming a—“

Obi-Wan stopped talking, staring at something from behind you. Your head snapped in the direction that Obi-Wan was looking. Large battle droids were heading your way.

“Wait,” Obi-Wan said as he retrieved his lightsaber. “Y/N, get behind me!”

You ignited your lightsaber and did as you were told. You and Obi-Wan worked together as you tried to fight off the droids and deflect the shots. Unfortunately, the two of you were overcome and forced to be taken into custody. You and Obi-Wan were brought into a room and lifted into tractor beams. Your wrists and ankles were bound to the beam as you slowly turned in circles, Obi-Wan being the same. Your cloaks and lightsabers had been taken off. This allowed Obi-Wan to see that your side was still bleeding.

“You shouldn’t have lied about your side,” Obi-Wan reprimanded. “It needs to be checked over.”
“When we’re out of this mess, you can escort me personally to one of the doctors at the Temple,” you replied. “If that makes you feel better.”
“It’s not a joke, little star.”
“I didn’t say it was.”

The door opened and in came Count Dooku. You could feel the arrogance radiating off of him. You had to bite back a flinch.

“Traitor,” Obi-Wan fired at him.
“Oh, no, my friends. This is a mistake, a terrible mistake,” Count Dooku responded. “They have gone too far. This is madness.”
“I thought you were the leader here, Dooku.”
“This had nothing to do with me, I assure you. I will petition immediately to have you both set free.” Dooku began walking around the room.
“Well, I hope it doesn’t take too long. We have work to do.”
“Of course. And your Padawan here is clearly injured and in need of medical attention.”
“I’m fine,” you responded sharply.
“Yes, I’m sure… May I ask why a Jedi Knight and the Council’s precious Padawan are all the way out here on Geonosis?”
“We’ve been tracking a bounty hunter named Jango Fett,” Obi-Wan explained. “Do you know him?”
“There are no bounty hunters here that I am aware of.” You rolled your eyes at his clearly false answer. “The Geonosians don’t trust them.”
“Who can blame them? But he is here, I can assure you.”
“It’s a great pity that our paths have never crossed before, Obi-Wan. Qui-Gon always spoke very highly of you.” You could feel the heartache that was brought up in Obi-Wan at the mention of his deceased Master. “I wish he were still alive. I could use his help right now.”
“Qui-Gon Jinn would never join you,” you argued. You had known Qui-Gon for only a small time, but you had trusted him completely.
“Don’t be so sure, my young Jedi. He was once my apprentice just as Obi-Wan was once his. He knew all about the corruption in the Senate, but he would never have gone along with it if he had learned the truth as I have.”
“The truth?” Obi-Wan questioned.
“The truth. What if I told you that the Republic was now under the control of the Dark Lord of the Sith?”
“No,” you gasped, shaking your head. But you couldn’t help but feel it to be true. It would explain the darkness you had been feeling as of late.
“That’s not possible,” Obi-Wan argued. “The Jedi would be aware of it.”
“The dark side of the Force has clouded their vision, my friends,” Dooku said. “Hundreds of Senators are now under the influences of a Sith Lord called Darth Sidious.”
“I don’t believe you.”
Dooku smirked as he looked at you. “But the Council’s precious Padawan does.” You couldn’t look at Obi-Wan as his head turned to you. “The Viceroy of the Trade Federation was once in league with this Darth Sidious but he was betrayed ten years ago by the Dark Lord. He came to me for help. He told me everything… You must join me, Obi-Wan, and together we will destroy the Sith!”
“I will never join you, Dooku.”
Dooku nodded, focusing his attention on you. “I’ve heard rumors of you, dear Y/N. So much promise. So much power. If you join me, I can promise not to lock you away like the Jedi Council does. You will be able to show your power like you are destined for.”
“I will never join the dark side, Dooku,” you responded. “I’d rather die.”
“So be it.” Dooku headed for the door. “It may be difficult to secure your release.”

You focused on deep, steady breaths as your eyes stayed trained on the door that Dooku had left from. You were reigning in the unwanted emotions that Dooku had made you feel.

“Little star,” Obi-Wan called. You made no move to show that you had heard him. “Little star, it will be alright. I will get you out of here. I promise.”
“It doesn’t matter…” you breathed out. “What’s happening on Geonosis is going to change the Republic forever, I can sense it in the Force.”
“Your relationship with the Force will never cease to amaze me, Y/N. You truly have a great gift.”
“Yeah, I guess… Dooku was right about something, Obi… the Jedi Council has locked me away. They kept me from Anakin, from you, from other Jedi my own age…. All for what? Because I’m powerful? Because my brother is also a member of the Order?”
“They never told you.”
“Never told me what?”
Obi-Wan sighed. “Do you remember the conversations that Qui-Gon and the Council had about you and your brother?” You nodded. “Do you remember hearing about the Chosen One?”
“Yes. I remember that Qui-Gon believed either Anakin or I was the Chosen One. But after we were all separated, I never heard about it again.”
“Yet they keep reminding Anakin of the burden he may someday bare… I keep reminding him…”
“What are you trying to say, Obi?”
“What I am trying to say is that you have the possibility to be the Chosen One. And I am beginning to believe that the Council thinks you are meant to be the Chosen One instead of Anakin. That is why they wished to train you themselves and kept you separated from a majority of the Order. Again, that is only what I believe. You would need to find the truth for yourself.” You stayed silent, taking it all in. “I can help you gain answers if you would like.”
“Yes, I would really appreciate that.”
“And I,” Dooku suddenly entered the room, “appreciate the information. I now know a possible weakness for the Jedi Council: their precious Padawan, Y/N.”

Dooku chuckled darkly as a Geonosian guard came in and shot something at your neck. Your eyes quickly grew heavy, dark dots filling your vision. Dooku used the Force to stop the beam you were in, dropping your finally unconscious body on the ground.

“No! Y/N!” Obi-Wan shouted, trying to thrash in his restraints.

The Geonosian guards came up and roughly grabbed your unconscious body before they began dragging you away. A fear unlike anything Obi-Wan had ever felt before bloomed in his chest.

“Y/N!” He yelled again. He looked down at Dooku with a glare. “What are you going to do with her?”
Dooku responded with a smug look on his face. “That, my old friend, all depends on her.”

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You weren’t feeling well when you started coming to. The uneasiness in the Force and whatever they had shot you with, was affecting you physically. As you worked up the energy to open your eyes, you could feel an innate sense of fear. But it wasn’t yours.

“Come on, little star,” you heard Obi-Wan through the Force. “Give me something.”

Hearing Obi-Wan’s voice was helping give you energy. You need to let him know that you were now awake. He could feel that you were alive, but you knew that didn’t make his fear lessen.

“I’m okay, Obi,” you spoke back to him. “I’m here.”
“Y/N,” you could feel Obi-Wan’s relief, though it wasn’t much. “Where are you?”

You slowly blinked your eyes open, trying to take in your surroundings. You were in to an almost identical room to the one you had been in previously, in the same position of floating in a tractor beam.

“I don’t know,” you responded.
“Are you injured?” Obi-Wan asked.
“Besides my side, no.” You began to branch your signature out, trying to explore the surrounding areas outside the room. Something was preventing you from going too far though. “Obi… I promise I’m okay. You need to calm your fear. Fear proves Dooku right.”
“I’m working on it, little star... I don’t like this.”
“I—“

Your conversation was cut off when Count Dooku marched into the room with a smug smirk across his lips.

“I’m glad to see you awake, my young Padawan,” he said.
“I don’t know what you have planned for me, Dooku, but I will never join you,” you snarled at the man. You could feel Obi-Wan continue to poke around using your signature. You let him, for now.
Dooku chuckled darkly. “So blind to the ways of the Jedi. We’ll see if you are still as loyal when I’m through with you.”

Count Dooku reached out his arm toward you, firing electricity from his fingertips. You screamed out in pain. You could feel Obi-Wan start to panic, having felt your pain. So you quickly put up blockers, shutting him out. Dooku laughed as you screamed and writhed in pain. When he finally stopped, your body was limp in the restraints and you were panting.

“I can sense a strong connection to the Force,” Dooku stated as he began to walk around you. “I had heard only mere rumors of your connection, but feeling it now I do know that it is the strongest connection I have ever felt. Even stronger than the Dark Lord of the Sith. Together, we could defeat him. I have no doubts. If only—“
“Never,” you spat. “If it is true what you say about the Dark Lord, then the Jedi will rally together to stop him. I will not align myself with the dark to stop someone I know I can with the light.”
“You know you can? How interesting… you have great confidence in you, especially for being so sheltered.”
“I have fought and gone on assignments. My Masters are some of the greatest Jedi in history. They did not shelter me in the ways of the Force.”

Taking a deep breath, you pushed aside the pain and focused on the Force around you. You used it to shut off the beam you were in, land on your feet on the ground, and free yourself from your restraints. Count Dooku looked at you with a mixture of shock and awe on his face.

“Impressive,” Dooku commented. “Just not enough.”

His hand shot out again, sending electric shocks at you. You weren’t able to dodge in time, finding yourself crumpled on the ground as you writhed in pain. Dooku held his other hand out to double the pain. You cried out louder than before.

Tears sprung in Obi-Wan’s eyes as he heard your loud cries of pain. He was so desperately trying to get out of the tractor beam and restraints as well as reach out to your signature. But, despite all the pain, you weren’t allowing him to make a connection. You were still shielding yourself, to protect Obi-Wan. He obsoletely hated that. Obi-Wan wanted to try to help you; try to use the Force to take some of your pain away.

Another scream filled his ears, causing Obi-Wan to wince and clench his eyes shut. He could only pray to the Maker that your torture would end soon. Obi-Wan didn’t know how much of your torture he could endure himself.

~~~

The bright light from the sun burned your already aching eyes as you were dragged out into the arena. The Geonosian guards were not kind to you as they pulled your weak body toward one of the four large pillars sitting towards one of the ends of the arena. Geonosian spectators cheered as your back hit the pillar and they lifted your arms up to tie you by the wrists to it. Your head hung down with your eyes closed, not having enough strength to hold your head high anymore.

“Y/N,” Obi-Wan’s voice sounded, coming toward you.

You looked up to see him being led to the end pillar next to you, to be tied up in a similar fashion. His eyes were filled with relief. Well, as much relief as he could manage in the situation you both found yourselves in. You looked him over, noting that he had not been injured. Obi-Wan did the same to you, only to find the opposite. He could tell your body was worn out and weak. He had to push down the want to just wrap you up safely and go after Dooku for the pain he had caused.

“Are you alright?” He asked. He knew it was an incredibly stupid question. But it was all he could handle asking at the moment.
You barely nodded. “Yeah,” you breathed out.
“I don’t believe you.”
You painfully chuckled. “I don’t really believe myself.”

You sighed, head going back to hang out. As it did, the walls around your signature came down. Obi-Wan had kept trying to get passed the walls, so once they were down he jumped at the chance to wrap his signature around yours. It almost immediately helped you.

“Thank you,” you said softly, looking over at him.
“Of course, little star,” he responded with a small smile.

The roaring of the Geonosian crowd caused you and Obi-Wan to notice a chariot being pulled out into the arena. You could feel Obi-Wan’s frustration at the sight of Anakin and Padme on it. Anakin shot his Master a nervous smile as the chariot passed your pillars. Even in your weakened state, you could feel anger and sadness from Anakin.

“I was beginning to wonder if you’d got our message,” Obi-Wan commented as Anakin was taken from the chariot and brought to a pillar to be tied up.
“I retransmitted it just as you had requested, Master,” Anakin responded. “Then we decided to come and rescue you.”
Obi-Wan glanced up at his restraints before looking back at Anakin. “Good job.”
Anakin noticed how weak you looked and grew worried. “What happened?”
“I’m fine, Ani. Don’t worry.”
“Y/N, I need to—“
“I know about mom already, Anakin. I felt it… thank you for being there for her when I couldn’t be.”
Looking into your eyes, Anakin knew he couldn’t hide the truth from you. “I killed them, Y/N… I killed them all. Every single one of them.”
“Ani—“
“I hate them!”
“Anakin, you must watch your thoughts. You were taught better than this, I am sure of it.”
His head hung. “I know…” He looked up and around you as best as he could to see Obi-Wan. “I know that I have disappointed you, Master. I am sorry.”
“We will discuss it once we are out of this situation,” Obi-Wan responded.

The Geonosian leader calmed the roaring crowds for a brief moment to announce something in their language. The crowds quickly got loud again after he was finished. Four large doorways across from the pillars pulled up their gates, allowing the different monsters to come out. Geonosian guards were next to the doorways, poking the monsters to get them to the center of the area.

“I’ve got a bad feeling about this,” Anakin stated.

The monsters snarled and fought as they were pressured toward the pillars. You were growing increasingly concerned about how you were supposed to get out of this mess, especially since you were so weak.

“Just relax,” Obi-Wan advised you and Anakin, trying to do it himself. “Concentrate.”
“What about Padme?” Anakin wondered.
“She seems to be on top of things.”

You and Anakin looked over to see that Padme had uncuffed herself and was on top of her pillar. You looked back at Obi-Wan, catching his attention.

“Obi, I don’t know if I can do this,” you admitted. “My body is still too weak.”
“Dodge their attacks the best you can, little star,” Obi-wan responded. “I will get you out of this, I promise.”

You nodded, before turning your focus to the monster that was charging your way. With your arms still tied above your head, you dodged the first few attacks from the monster. As you dodged another attack, the monster nicked your already injured side. You cried out in pain, leaning back against the pillar.

“Y/N!” Obi-Wan and Anakin shouted.

They both had used their monsters to free themselves from the pillars but not from the bindings on their wrists. Anakin was riding on his monster while Obi-Wan was on the ground dodging attacks. Padme was still on top of her pillar, hitting her monster with her chains. Her monster reached up and scratched the back of her, cutting into her skin and ripping off part of her shirt in the process. She cried out in pain as well.

In the midst of being distracted by your pain and the chaos around you, your monster had charged back at you. It hit you with its head, tossing you up into the air. You were still attached by the chains so you were yanked before coming back down and slamming into the pillar. You bit down another cry of pain, not wanting anyone to be distracted by it.

Obi-Wan though had felt a wave of pain from you each time you were hit. It only caused him to try and fight harder to defeat his monster and come over and help you. He was rolled on the ground, trying to dodge every attack, when his monster rammed into the pillar, causing it to fall. Seeing that it was falling on top of Obi-Wan, you used the Force to stop it, allowing Obi-Wan to roll free. Once he was standing, you dropped it, feeling weaker than you already were.

“Obi,” you panted, exhausted.

Meeting your eyes, Obi-Wan could tell that you didn’t have much left in you. It didn’t help that your injured side was bleeding faster than it had before.

“I’ll be right there, little star,” Obi-Wan said. “Hang on!”

Obi-Wan looked around and noticed the Geonosian guard coming toward him. Obi-Wan quickly stole the spear from the guard and injured the guard before gearing up to take down his own monster.

You, on the other hand, were trying your best to make dodging the attacks worth it. You were using the Force to sense the monster's movements. It was honestly the only reason that you were still alive. As you dodged attacks, you noticed that Anakin was using his chains to control his monster. He rode over and took out Padme’s monster quickly.

“Jump!” Anakin instructed.

Padme jumped off her pillar, landing on the monster. You swear you saw her kiss Anakin’s cheek after she had landed. Anakin picked up Obi-Wan next before heading for you. Anakin used his monster to take out yours as Obi-Wan jumped off, hands still cuffed, to get to you. Since the monster was taken care of, you were hanging limply from the chains.

“Little star,” Obi-Wan whispered as he looked you over. His hands hovered over you, not knowing where to go first.
“Obi…” you rasped, clearly tired.
“Here!” Anakin called, riding over. “Wrap her chains around the horn and then hold her. Were going to pull the chain lose.”
“Alright,” Obi-Wan said, quickly grabbing the chain and wrapping it around the horn. Once done, he gently held you close against the pillar since he couldn’t put his arms around you. You let out a whimper as he did. “I’m sorry,” he whispered, pressing a kiss to your head. “I’ve got you.”

Anakin forced the monster to pull back sharply, freeing your chain from the ring at the top of your pillar. Your hands fell down immediately, worn out from having to keep them above your head. Leaning into Obi-Wan, he helped you get to the monster. Padme pulled you behind her as Obi-Wan pushed you up. He climbed on after, allowing you to fall into him. Anakin began heading for an open doorway when battle droids rolled out and surrounded them.

“They’re here,” you gasped in relief, suddenly feeling main Force signatures around the area.

Suddenly, lightsabers were ignited around the area causing the Geonosians in the stands to fly away. Thousands of droids came marching out of the doorways in the areas, firing away. Mace Windu jumped down from where it was up in the stands with Dooku and began blocking shots. The other Jedi came to join him, running at the battle droids. Anakin forced the monster you were all on to run toward the Jedi. Three lightsabers were tossed up; you, Anakin, and Obi-Wan catching them. Anakin and Obi-Wan quickly ignited there’s, cutting each other’s cuffs off before Obi-Wan helped you with yours.

“You need to get somewhere safe,” Obi-Wan said.
“No,” you shook your head as you answered. “I will fight alongside the Jedi. It is my duty.”
“Your body cannot handle the fight. Your duty is to live.”
“My duty is to the Jedi Order, Obi-Wan.”
“Y/N, you—“

Obi-Wan was cut off by an explosion near you. The monster you were all freaked, causing the four of you to fall off. Anakin and Obi-Wan immediately began blocking shots while Padme grabbed a gun from the ground and started shooting. You ignited the saber, slightly disappointed that it was blue instead of your normal yellow, and put your back to Obi-Wan. The two of you worked in tandem to defeat the droids coming at you. You were relying heavily on the Force and Obi-Wan’s signature to keep you going. Mace Windu eventually was backed up into the two of you, helping you.

“I see you’ve allowed my Padawan to be injured, Kenobi,” Mace commented.
“It wasn’t his fault, Master,” you quickly responded.
“I’m sure.”
“I am sorry, Master,” Obi-Wan said. “I did try to protect her.”

The monster that you had previously been riding, came charging toward you. Obi-Wan pushed you out of the way, landing on top of you.

“Ow,” you groaned, squeezing your eyes shut. “A little warning next time would be nice.”
“I’m sorry,” he said, quickly helping you to your feet. “I still believe you should find someplace to hide.” His hand briefly went to your injured side, coming back with blood. “You’re still bleeding.”
“I’ll be fine, Obi-Wan.” You quickly used your saber to block an oncoming shot meant for Obi-Wan. “See. You would be dead without me.”

You turned and headed back into the fight. Obi-Wan couldn’t help but smile and shake his head, following after you. It wasn’t much long later when Obi-Wan’s monster found its way to the two of you. Glancing at each other, the two of you nodded before slicing away at the monster’s legs. It shrieked as it fell to the ground. You watched as Obi-Wan twirled his lightsaber and plunged it into the monster.

Your heart raced at how attractive that was to you. You quickly put up shields around your signature to protect your thoughts. It wasn’t appropriate for a Jedi to be thinking such things, especially about another Jedi. But how couldn’t you when Obi-Wan was looking like that during a battle? It was rude.

The droids had strategically surrounded all of the Jedi. Pushing them into the middle of the arena. You noted that there was less than half of the amount of Jedi standing with you than there had been at the start of the rescue. It saddened you to think that so many had died for this rescue. The droids suddenly stopped firing, allowing you to slowly relax. Obi-Wan bent down and checked the pulse of a fallen Jedi. You watched as his head hung, allowing you to assume that the Jedi had died. He stood back up and looked at you. You were clearly hanging in there, but still very weak. He was sure that if this lull in the battle lasted for much longer, you would simply fall over. He came close to you, just in case he would need to catch you.

“Master Windu, you have fought gallantly,” Count Dooku started from his balcony, “worthy of recognition in the archives of the Jedi Order.” Geonosian guards pushed a few more Jedi into the center with you. “Now it is finished. Surrender, and your lives will be spared.”
“We will not be hostages to be bartered, Dooku!” Windu retorted.
“Then, I’m sorry, old friend.”

The droids aimed at you. Taking a deep breath and pushing down the pain, you held up your lightsaber again. Your brows furrowed when you heard the sound of ships coming closer.

“Look!” Padme exclaimed.

Looking up, you saw ships full of clones descending upon the arena. You noted that Master Yoda was in one of the ships. The ships began firing at the droids, causing the battle to start up again. The ships came lower, allowing the clones to join the battle and the Jedi to leave. Anakin helped Padme onto one of the ships, with Obi-Wan guiding you to it. He hopped on before turning around and pulling you up before the ship flew away. You lost balance, falling into Obi-Wan who caught you easily.

“Sit down,” he ordered, helping you move to the back wall of the open ship. You allowed him to help you sit on the ground, the pain flooding your senses. “Stay put.”

You gave a silent nod before he went back to his position in the opening. Obi-Wan reignited his saber when the ship started being shot at.

“Hold on!” He said. The clones piloting the ship began shooting back.
“Aim right above the fuel cells!” Anakin directed. The clones did as directed, causing the fuel cells to explode.
“Good call, my young Padawan.” Obi-Wan noticed that Federation starships were launching. “Attack those Federation starships! Quickly!”

You groaned as the ship jostled. Your hand came to your side that was still heavily bleeding. You were beginning to notice the effect the blood loss was having on you. Your eyes were getting more and more tired, with your head hurting and the world spinning.

“Obi-Wan,” you whispered, so silent nobody noticed. “Obi…” Still, no one noticed, being distracted by the fight below.

You allowed your eyes to close but forced yourself to try and stay conscious. You tried not to think about what might happen if you were to lose consciousness. The shields around your signature slipped back down as you tried to conserve your energy.

“Look over there!” Obi-Wan shouted, pointing at speeders near the ground.
“It’s Dooku!” Anakin exclaimed. “Shoot him down!”
“We’re out of rockets, sir,” the pilot clone responded.
“Follow him!”
“We’re gonna need some help!” Padme said.
“There isn’t time!” Obi-Wan replied. “Anakin and I can handle this!”

As the ship followed Dooku, it continued to be shot at. In trying to dodge a blast, the ship was hit, causing Padme and a clone trooper to be knocked out.

“Padme!” Anakin screamed. “Put the ship down!”
“Anakin!” Obi-Wan yelled, jumping over to him. “DOn’t let your personal feelings get in the way!” He looked back up at the pilot. “Follow that speeder!”
“Lower the ship!”
“I can’t take Dooku alone!”
“You have Y/N!”
“You know that Y/N is in no condition to fight! I need you! If we catch him, we can end this war right now! We have a job to do!”
“I don’t care! Put the ship down!”
“You will be expelled from the Jedi Order!”
“I can’t leave her!”
“Come to your senses! What do you think Padme would do were she in your position?”
Anakin looked away from his Master, thinking for a brief moment. “She would do her duty.”

Obi-Wan took this chance to look back at you. Your head was limp and your eyes were closed. He was about to freak when he felt your signature wrap around his for strength. He quickly returned the gesture, trying to keep you here with him. He knew that if you didn’t get medical attention soon, you wouldn’t make it. He didn’t know what he would do if you didn’t make it. But Obi-Wan couldn’t just turn the ship around and stop following after Dooku. He had a duty to the Jedi Order, just as you had told him earlier.

Obi-Wan was beginning to feel hypocritical about the words he had just spoken to Anakin, but his budding feelings for you were not the same as his Padawan’s feelings for the Senator… right? He had only just been reunited with you after ten years and your age difference meant that he was your senior by about 16 years. It wasn’t right, it could never happen. He simply just cared very much. He quickly excused his feelings to the bond that you two shared. The Force bond had to have a play in the way his feelings worked toward you. It was the only logical explanation.

As their ship followed Dooku into a cliff opening, Obi-Wan had the strongest pull in the Force to grab you from the ship. Anakin ran off the ship with his saber as Obi-Wan turned back and scooped you up in his arms. He jumped off the ship with a clone trooper just before the ship was hit and exploded. He set you down inside the opening, hidden away.

“You!” Obi-Wan called to the trooper with him. “Watch over her. Do not let anything happen to her!”
“Yes, sir,” the trooper responded.
Obi-Wan turned back to you and ran his hand down your face. He felt you move into it, letting him know you were still barely conscious. “You stay alive, little star… it’s not your time yet. I’m coming back to get you.” He pressed a kiss to your forehead before running off to help Anakin with Dooku.

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You had almost fallen unconscious when you felt a searing pain. You whimpered, knowing that it was Obi-Wan’s pain you were feeling. He had been injured and you weren’t there to help him. Slowly, opening your eyes, you tried to take in your surroundings. You were unable to due to the blurriness and weakness you were currently experiencing.

You could hear a ship pull up, and feet running along the ground. The thing that stood out to you the most was the familiar sound of your Master’s cane hitting the ground.

“Take her to medical, you must,” Yoda ordered the clone commander with him. “Waste no time.”
“You heard him!” The commander responded, yelling at his men. “Grab a stretcher!”

Before you knew it, you were being placed on a stretcher and hurried back onto a ship. That was the last thing you remember before the world went dark.

~~~

Both Obi-Wan and Anakin had gotten injured in their fight against Count Dooku. For Obi-Wan, it was his left arm and leg, while for Anakin, his right arm was severed. When Yoda arrived, he battled Dooku as well. Unfortunately, Count Dooku was able to get away when he tried landing a large piece of equipment on Obi-Wan and Anakin. Yoda used the Force to prevent it as Dooku flew away. Obi-Wan groaned as he stood up, trying to help his Padawan do the same.

“Anakin!” Padme exclaimed, running into the running and straight to him.

A group of clones had followed Padme, on guard and prepared for a surprise attack. Padme took Anakin from Obi-Wan and held him close. Obi-Wan, holding his arm, limped toward his Master.

“Y/N,” he gasped, remembering the predicament you were in. In branching out with his signature, he was unable to feel you causing panic to course through him. “Master Yoda! Y/N’s in grave danger. She was at the opening of the platform you entered from. She has various injuries. We need to get her to medical.”
“Saw my Padawan, I did,” Yoda responded calmly. “Help, she is receiving.”

Obi-Wan breathed out a sigh of relief, though still not that hopeful since he was unable to sense you. Yoda furrowed his brows as he felt Obi-Wan’s signature search for yours.

“Powerful bond you share with Y/N, hmm?” Yoda said. “Hidden, you both have kept it.”
“I’m sorry, Master,” Obi-Wan immediately apologized. “I thought that it would disappear with the separation, but it did not.”
“A strength and a danger this can be to both of you.”
“I know, Master.”
“Be careful with it. The bond must not distract her path.”
Obi-Wan was slightly taken back. “You aren’t going to ask us to sever the bond?”
“A danger and disadvantage that would be. Especially in the coming conflict. Be mindful and careful, the both of you should.”
Obi-Wan bowed his head. “Thank you, Master.”
“Get help, both you and your Padawan need. Go out to the ship and be taken to medical, you shall.”

~~~

Medical was found on one of the large star cruisers that had arrived with Yoda. You were quickly stitched up and put in a bacta tank. Obi-Wan and Anakin were brought in while you were still in the tank. Being closer now, Obi-Wan could finally feel your signature. It was slowly growing stronger, giving him some comfort. Anakin was whisked away to surgery for his arm while Obi-Wan asked to be treated in the room where the bacta tank was so that he could keep an eye on you.

After he was treated, Obi-Wan stood in front of your tank. His eyes were closed and hands clasped behind his back as he used your bond to try and wake you. Obi-Wan could feel your signature responding in kind and kept going until he could feel you about to wake. Snapping his eyes open, he watched as yours slowly did the same. A smile grew across his face as your eyes met his. You moved your arm so that it was touching the glass, trying to reach him. He mirrored your actions.

“It’s alright, little star,” he comforted. “I’m right here.”

Obi-Wan was asked to leave as they pulled you out of the tank. He did so but stayed near the door just in case. When he was let back in, you were laying on a bed. Upon seeing him, a small smile crossed your lips.

“Obi,” you breathed out.
“How are you feeling, little star?” Obi-Wan asked, quickly coming to your bedside.
“Much better now. I am worried about you though. I felt you get injured.”
“I’m alright. They were simply grazes.”
You rolled your eyes with a light laugh. “I’m sure. Just like mine was.”
“I have been taken care of. You need not worry.”

I feel that I will always worry about you, you thought, unaware that Obi-Wan was able to hear your thoughts currently. He smiled, warmth growing inside him at you being worried about him as much as he was worried about you.

“Did we get Dooku?” You wondered.
Obi-Wan’s smile fell as he shook his head. “I’m afraid he got away.”
You nodded slightly, turning your head to look out the large window. “A war is starting, isn’t it?”
“I’m afraid so.”
“I fear this is the darkness I have been feeling… this is what they want.”
“Do you truly believe that the Sith are in control of the Senate?”
You looked back at Obi-Wan. “I do.”
“Then we must tell the Council when we arrive back on Coruscant.”
“Alright.”
“For now, you need to rest.”
“Stay with me? I… I don’t want to be alone right now.”
“Of course.”

~~~

You, Obi-Wan, Master Windu, and Master Yoda found yourselves in the Jedi Council Chambers after having arrived back at the Jedi Temple. Yoda was sitting in his chair, meditating, as you, Windu, and Obi-Wan stood by one of the large windows and watched the sunset.

“Do you believe what Count Dooku said about Sidious controlling the Senate?” Obi-Wan asked the Jedi Masters. “It doesn’t feel right.”
“Joined the dark side, Dooku has,” Yoda responded. “Hmm. Lies, deceit, creating mistrust are his ways now.”
“Yet I can sense that Padawan Y/N feels that what Dooku said is true,” Windu stated. “Do you?”
“I do, Master,” you replied. “The darkness that I have felt over the last few days is nothing like I’ve ever felt before.”
“Young, you still are my Padawan,” Yoda reminded you. “Much to learn about the Force you still do.”
“Yes, Master.”
“I do feel we should keep a closer eye on the Senate,” Windu said.
“I agree,” Yoda replied.
Windu looked at Obi-Wan. “Where is your apprentice?”
“On his way to Naboo, escorting Senator Amidala home,” Obi-Wan responded. I have to admit that without the clones, it would not have been a victory.”
“Victory?” Yoda repeated. “Victory, you say? Master Obi-Wan, not victory. The shroud of the dark side has fallen. Begun the Clone War has.” You inhaled sharply, looking away and focusing out on the city planet. “Sensed this coming, I’m afraid Y/N has.”
“Yes, Master,” you replied. “I have.”
“Talk we must of your upcoming trails.”
You turned back to Yoda. “Is it really wise to worry about trials in a time like this?”
“Progress must still be made. Your trials, we will start tomorrow.”
“Tomorrow?”
“Go and rest. Need it you will.”
You bowed your head. “Yes, Master.”
“I will escort Y/N to her quarters,” Obi-Wan said.

Obi-Wan bowed to the Masters before heading to your side. Yoda and Mace shared a look as you and Obi-Wan left the Council Chambers. You were still very tired, so getting rest sounded nice. You glanced at Obi-Wan, who seemed very deep in thought.

“What is on your mind, Obi?” You wondered softly.
“I am concerned for my Padawan,” he admitted with a sigh. “He is very attached to Senator Amidala.”
“I have noticed.”
“He is open with his feelings towards her and it worries me what he might do.”
“Are you worried that he might leave the Order?”
“Possibly.”
“I wish that I could have some wise words to help you with Anakin. But, with the Council’s fear of attachments, I fear I do not know my brother as well as I did. You know him far better.”
“I should have never brought it up to you. I am so sorry.”
“Obi-Wan.” You placed a hand on his arm as you stopped in the hallway. He stopped with you. “I did not mean to make you feel bad. If you remember, I was the one that volunteered to be separated. I knew what I was doing. Anakin has grown up into a fine young man, thanks to you. Yes, he is still as stubborn and controlled by his emotions as ever. But he is learning how to combat those. Your teachings are getting through to him. I know it.”
“How have you always been so wise?”
You shrugged with a playful smile. “Just lucky, I guess.” You turned away and began walking again, Obi-Wan quickly following you. “Whatever Anakin does, he will have to live with the consequences. His actions are not on you.”
“I wish it was that easy… I also fear for his reaction to hearing about your trials. He will struggle with the fact that you have been deemed ready and he has not.”
“If it helps, I do not feel ready.”
“That is where you to differ. He is so sure that he is ready, and you are not. That is probably one of the reasons that the Council has deemed you ready, besides the fact that you are ready.”
“I am honored you feel that way, Obi-Wan. Hearing that from you… it truly means a lot.”
“You will make an incredible Jedi Knight, little star. I have no doubt about that.”

You bit your lip. That nickname Obi-Wan gave you, little star, did something different to you every time he said it. Calmed you, comforted you, made you giddy, made you happy. You had longed to ask him why ‘little star’, but you were too scared to. You were worried that he might think that you didn’t want to be called that, and that would be completely wrong.

Obi-Wan paid close attention to where you were leading him. Your quarters had been kept a secret since you joined the Order but now it seemed to not matter. The Council was going to allow you to become a Jedi Knight, which meant they couldn’t control you as they had before. Obi-Wan wanted to know where your quarters were, just in case. You led him deep into a part of the Temple he had never been in. The corridor that you were currently walking down was fairly empty, besides a few random doors. You suddenly stopped at one.

“This is me,” you said.
“The Council has kept you away from everything,” Obi-Wan noted aloud. You could sense his disapproval of the location of his room.
“It hasn’t been bad. No one disturbs me when I’m trying to sleep, so that’s nice.”
“I respect the Council too, Y/N, but this is different. You didn’t— you don’t deserve to be used and hidden away.”
“It’s really fine. It’s all I’ve ever known while being here and it is better than being a slave.”
Obi-Wan gently put his fingers underneath your chin and guided your head up so that you were looking at him. “You deserve better than this, little star. Just because the Council believes you to be the Chosen One, doesn’t mean you don’t deserve to be treated like this.”
“Obi—“
“No. You deserve better. Even just to be treated like all the other younglings and Padawans and Jedi Knights. I will be talking about this to the Council. After your trials, you should be moved to where the other Jedi Knights have their quarters. You being all alone down here is not right.”
“Please don’t do anything that may put your reputation with the Council in question. I don’t want to cause trouble.”
“Oh, little star,” his thumb rubbed where it still sat on your chin, “you’ve been causing trouble since Qui-Gon found you and Anakin, you just don’t know it.”

Obi-Wan hadn’t felt this urge in years; the urge to lean forward and just kiss the person in front of him. He longed to just feel your lips against his, just to try it. What he didn’t know is that you were feeling a similar way. The way that he was still holding your chin, wasn’t helping anything. It was a new, exciting, and dangerous feeling for you to experience. Not to mention the way that he was telling you that you deserved better. You were starting to believe him.

You two stood there, unmoving, for a moment before Obi-Wan suddenly dropped his hand and stepped back. You tried not to be hurt at the sudden movement.

“Please, get some rest tonight, little star,” he pled softly. “You need it.”
“Thank you for walking me to my room,” you replied, using the Force to open the sliding door behind you.
“Anytime. Goodnight, little star.”
“Goodnight, Obi.”

You disappeared into your room and Obi-Wan ran a hand down his face.

“What are you doing, Kenobi?” He whispered to himself. “This is completely against the Code. You’re acting like Anakin.”

He looked back at your door, wondering what you were thinking on the other side. If he wanted to, he could use the Force to answer his question, but he didn’t want to invade your privacy. So instead he stared at the closed door for a few long, seconds before taking his leave.

~~~

In the morning, you felt better physically but you were having trouble mentally. You felt guilty for wanting to kiss Obi-Wan last night. It was completely against the Code, against everything you were taught. It was not a good feeling. As you readied for the day, you told yourself that you would have to avoid Obi-Wan for a little bit to keep those un-Jedi-like thoughts from your head and focus on the trials that you were starting. Especially with the newly reminded pressure of possibly being the Chosen One and with your Masters being the Jedi Council. One little slip-up and they were going to know.

You were heading to the Council Chambers when Obi-Wan caught up with you.

“Good morning, little star,” he greeted.
“Morning, Master Kenobi,” you responded.
Obi-Wan’s brows immediately furrowed. “Is something the matter?”
“Why would you think that?”
“Well, you just called me ‘Master Kenobi’.”
“That is your title, is it not?”
“Yes, but—“
“Then it should be what I call you.”

Now Obi-Wan was just confused. What was going on here? Yes, he had almost let his emotions get the best of him last night and you might have been able to sense that, but he had thought that you two were friends. That you were past this ‘Master’ and ‘Padawan’ stuff. In trying to figure out what was wrong, Obi-Wan branched out his signature, only to find that you were blocking him.

“Hey, stop,” Obi-Wan said, stepping in front of you to force you to stop walking. “Did I do something?”
You sighed. “I am heading to the Council to start my trials. I cannot be distracted.”
“Yes, right.” Your answer did make sense but still felt off to Obi-Wan. “Will you let me know how they go?” You nodded in response before walking around him. “Y/N.” You paused in your steps and turned your head to look at him. “Good luck and may the Force be with you.”

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Obi-Wan was beginning to question how he ever lived without your friendship. He was longing to just walk beside you or talk to you or feel your Force signature. Something. You had been gone for weeks with no word from you and the Council was not willing to disclose any information as well. Every time he tried to reach out to you with the Force, he came up blank. He was starting to think you might have died and nobody was willing to tell him.

It was almost exactly five weeks to the day Obi-Wan last saw you when he was summoned to the Jedi Council Chambers. He was nervous, to say the least, and trying his best to keep his thoughts and emotions in check. When he arrived at the Chambers, the doors were opened to reveal you walking out. Obi-Wan’s eyes immediately did a sweep of you, checking to see if you were okay and in tack. The only notable difference that he could see was the lack of your Padawan braid.

“Y/N,” he gasped. “You’re back. Are you alright? Why have you been gone for so long?”
“Master Kenobi,” you smiled. He tried not to flinch at the formality. “I wish I could answer your questions but the Council is waiting for you.”
“Then will you wait for me to be finished?”
“I’m afraid that I must move my things to my new room.”
“Your new room?”
“Yes, the Council has granted me permission to be closer to the other Jedi. Come find me once you’re finished and we can talk then.”
“Yes, okay.”

Obi-Wan smiled as he watched you walk away. He was happy that you were finally back at the Jedi Temple. Now he only needed to get this Council meeting over with quickly in order to talk to you about why you disappeared for five weeks. Obi-Wan entered the Chambers and stood in the middle. He immediately noticed an empty chair.

“Master Kenobi, thank you for joining us,” Master Windu said.
“Of course,” Obi-Wan responded with a slight head bow. “How may I be of service?”

Several of the Jedi Masters shared a look, not going unnoticed by Obi-Wan.

“Like to offer you a seat on the Council, we would,” Yoda said.
“What?” Obi-Wan breathed out in shock.
“You have shown great strength, leadership, and knowledge in the Force,” Windu complimented. “We would be honored to have you on the Council.”
“Thank you.” Obi-Wan bowed again. “I am honored you find me worthy.”
“Please,” Windu motioned to the empty seat. Obi-Wan took a deep breath as he walked over and took his place on the Council. “Now, there are multiple items on the agenda for today. The first is the war. The Senate and Chancellor have asked the Jedi to be Generals over the clones.”
“Worried, I am about this,” Yoda admitted. “But see no way out, I do.”
“I see no way out as well,” Master Plo Koon said.
“Who would the General’s be?” Obi-Wan wondered.
“Jedi Masters and Jedi Knights would fill the role of Generals,” Mace answered. “Padawan’s would be Commanders.”
“Brings up our question, it does,” Yoda said. “Master Obi-Wan, ready for the trials is your Padawan?”
“You’re considering Anakin for the trials?” Obi-Wan questioned.
“Yes,” Ki-Adi responded. “We need all the Generals we can get.”
“And despite his lack of following orders, Skywalker is a great strategist and leader,” Windu admitted. “As well as strong in the Force.”
“I believe that my Padawan could pass the trials.”
“But ready, do you believe him to be?” Yoda pressed.
“Our former Padawan Y/N, though only interacting with Skywalker a few times in the last ten years, believes that Anakin is ready,” Windu explained. Obi-Wan tried to ignore the pride that swelled in him at the information that you were no longer a Padawan. “Do you believe Skywalker is ready?”

Obi-Wan silently thought for a second. He had just dueled Anakin last week and thought that he wasn’t ready due to how he went about his attacks. You knew of the way Anakin’s emotions controlled him. You had volunteered yourself for a name change and separation because of it. So if you believed Anakin to be ready, there had to be a reason behind it and Obi-Wan would trust it.

“Yes, I do,” Obi-Wan replied.
“Bring your Padawan to us, Master Obi-Wan,” Yoda requested. “The trials, he will start.”

~~~

Over the last five weeks, you had completed your trials, was knighted in a private ceremony with just the Jedi Council, and had been sent on assignment to Kamino. On Kamino, you began setting up how the Jedi would oversee the training of the clones. At first, you had argued with the Council about sending you, especially since you were against this war. But you did not prevail and willing did what the Council asked you to.

During your time away, you missed Obi-Wan more than you cared to admit. In just the short time you had been reunited, you could feel the growth in your bond tenfold. It was part of the reason you had to shield your signature from him. Besides the fact that the Council asked for you to keep your assignment a secret as they figured out how involved the Jedi would be in the war, you had just become a Jedi Knight and knew that breaking the Code would be even more frowned upon now.

You were very grateful to be back at the Jedi Temple. Though having only been gone a few weeks, it felt like a lifetime. Upon arriving back, you were summoned straight to the Council Chambers. There, you reported on your assignment as well as answered questions about how you felt about Anakin being ready for the trials. You had expressed your confusion, saying that only Master Kenobi and the Council could deem him fit or not but they insisted on an answer from you.

So, trusting in what you were sensing in the Force, you told him that you believed Anakin was ready and that Master Kenobi had done a wonderful job in his training. It was then that you were told that Obi-Wan was going to be offered a seat on the Council. You couldn’t help but be excited for Obi-Wan. He deserved that seat and you knew that he would honor and respect it more than another Master would.

After also having been told that you could move rooms, your meeting with the Council ended. When you exited the room, Obi-Wan was walking up. You bit the inside of your cheek as you took in how handsome he looked. You greeted him, knowing that the Council was listening in, and told him to come and find you after his meeting.

You, not so willingly, left him in front of the Council room and went to get your new room sorted. You didn’t have very many personal belongings, a Jedi wasn’t supposed to, so it was easy moving into your new room. You had honestly never been in the part of the Jedi Temple where the quarters were. You just never had any need to. You felt slightly out of place as you made your way to your new room, seeing Jedi walk in and out of rooms while talking to each other. It must be nice, to have friendships like that. You were too distracted by watching the other Jedi interact to notice that you were going to run into someone.

“Woah, watch out where you’re going, Y/N,” Anakin’s voice rang in your ears.
“Sorry, Ani,” you replied, lowering your head in embarrassment.
“What are you doing all the way down here? You’ve never been to this part of the Temple.”
“The Council is letting me move rooms and be closer to the other Jedi.”
“The Council’s favorite finally gets to be part of the regular crowd.”
“What does that mean?”
“Oh, everyone knows you’re the Council’s favorite. It’s no secret. Don’t worry, no one except me knows why. Well, besides Obi-Wan.”
Something about what Anakin was telling you stood out the most. “I… I’m talked about?”
“Younger Jedi can be the worst gossips.”
“Oh.” You suddenly felt like all eyes were on you. You had the urge to shrink into yourself. “Anakin, would you mind showing me to my new room? I… I would like to get things set up and then meditate.”
“Always work and no play with you. Come on,” Anakin turned around, “I think I know where your room is.”

You anxiously followed Anakin further down the hall. You kept glancing around, feeling like everyone was staring at you.

“Here it is,” Anakin said, stopping in front of one of the many similar-looking doors. “Right where I thought it would be.”

You looked up and saw that a nameplate had been placed on your door. Foolish enough, you had thought that perhaps the Council would have had it say ‘Y/N Skywalker’, but they had it as ‘Y/N L/N’. You sighed.

“Obi-Wan is the door to the right of yours,” Anakin told you.
“He is?” You questioned, failing to mask the excitement.
“Yes,” he chuckled. A beeping sound came from his communicator on his rest. “It’s Obi-Wan. I’ve got to go.”
“Thanks for showing me to my room, Ani.”
“Anytime. See you around.”

You took a deep breath as you turned to face your new door. You stepped up to it, causing it to slide open. Entering, you immediately noticed how quaint it was. There was a small living space and kitchenette to the left with another doorway to the right that you knew led to the bedroom and refresher. Your head snapped back to focus on the hallway when you heard Jedi whispering as they walked by. Unable to think anything but that they were whispering about you, you hurried further into your room, the door sliding shut behind you.

~~~

Obi-Wan was tired, to say the least. The Council meeting had lasted longer than he would have hoped. Anakin and himself had to find the Council on how many trials Anakin would have to take since he had already been and gone through so much. The Council eventually agreed with the Master and Padawan. It was decided that Anakin would start the rest of the trials tomorrow, with Obi-Wan’s guidance. That meant that Obi-Wan only had the rest of the day to see you since he didn’t know how long he could be gone with Anakin.

As he headed for his room, Obi-Wan began to sense your signature. He smiled, believing that you were waiting in his room for him. He passed by the room next to his, having to pause and do a double take when he realized your signature was coming from there and that there was a nameplate on the door with your name on it. Obi-Wan’s smile grew as he went to knock. He paused before his knuckles made contact on the door. Something wasn’t right in your signature. There was an anxiousness and self-consciousness coming from your signature that he had never felt from you before. Obi-Wan quickly grew concerned.

“Y/N?” Obi-Wan called as finally knocked. “It’s me, Obi-Wan.”

You had heard him but didn’t respond. You were sitting on your couch with your legs pressed up against your chest. Your chin was resting on your knees as you stared blankly across the room.

“Y/N,” Obi-Wan tried again. “I can sense you in there… please let me in.” Still nothing. “Fine, I’m coming in myself.” He waved his hand, using the Force to open the door. When he saw your position on the couch, he rushed over. “Y/N? Y/N? What’s wrong?”

Obi-Wan knelt down in front of you. His hands itched to touch you but he wasn’t going to cross any boundaries that you weren’t prepared for. He noticed that your eyes were glazed over and that you weren’t focusing on him. Pushing out his signature, he wrapped it around yours. Your body had an immediate reaction, loosening up from its ridged form.

“Little star…” Obi-Wan breathed out.
“I’m a freak,” you whispered. Even with how close Obi-Wan was, he could barely pick it up.
“What? Did someone say something?”
“They didn’t have to… The way they’re staring and whispering and Anakin said that everyone believes that I’m the Council’s favorite,” your words began to speed up as you heaved breaths. “I’m the Jedi freak who was kept away from the rest of the Order and specially taught and trained. I don’t have any friends or acquaintances. I am all alone.”
“Y/N, slow down, breathe.”

Obi-Wan moved his head to force you to make eye contact as one of his hands went to rest on your foot and the other came up to cradle your face. You looked into his eyes as yours filled with tears.

“I’m the Jedi Temple freak,” you repeated.
“No,” Obi-Wan shook his head, “you are not the Jedi Temple freak.”
“But they keep whispering and staring…”
“They are just jealous, little star. You’ve gotten the best training than any other Jedi ever has. They have heard of your connection with the Force and your fighting techniques. They are simply just interested in you.”
You stayed silent, slow tears beginning to fall down your face. “I didn’t ask to be kept away from everyone… I only wished to do what was right for Anakin… That’s all I’ve ever wanted…”
“Oh, my little star… you are too kind and wise for your own good.” He moved to sit beside you on the couch. Gently, he took your hands and placed them with his in his lap. His thumbs began rubbing the back of your hands. “The other Jedi are going to whisper and stare, unfortunately. Anakin experienced the same thing when I first started training him. He learned to deal with it quickly. I do wish that you had the same opportunity as he did, but I will help you now as I helped him then.”
“Really?”
“Have I ever done anything to cause you to doubt me?”
“Well, no. But we also just became friends again.”
“Again? We weren’t?”
“You know what I mean.”
One of his hands came up to your face. You leaned into his hand. “I promise I will help you get through this, little star. You won’t be alone.”
“Yet, if I am correct, you are helping start Anakin’s trials tomorrow.”
Obi-Wan sighed, letting his hand come back down to his lap. “That is correct.”
“I will be fine, Obi. I will train and meditate, and show them what I am capable of doing. I am sorry you had to deal with me like this…”
“Please do not apologize, little star. I am happy to help.”
You nodded. “Oh my gosh, I just remembered what happened today. You were offered a seat on the Council. Here I am worried about trivial things and you go offered the highest honor that could be bestowed upon a Jedi.”
Obi-Wan shook his head with a small smile. “Your needs were more important than any congratulations I could hear.”
“Well, congratulations anyway. I am so proud of you.”
Obi-Wan’s heart swelled. You were proud of him. “Thank you. And Anakin will be starting his trials tomorrow. I do believe that a lot of it had to do with you.”
“The Council wanted an answer and I gave the one the Force was telling me to.” You paused, feeling around Obi-Wan’s signature for a moment. “You are concerned about Anakin’s readiness for the trials.”
“I am,” he sighed. “He just still has a lot to learn. His emotions control him. He is not mindful of his thoughts. He is more focused on victory than anything else in a fight, which causes him to lose.”
You nodded along as he spoke. “All of your concerns are valid, Obi. I honestly wouldn’t have told the Council that Ani was ready if the Force hadn’t told me to do so. But for some reason, he needs to go through the trials right now.”
“I wish that I had your connection with the Force, little star.”
“It is both a blessing and a burden.”
“You still haven’t told me why you were gone for so long.”
You sighed. “I passed my trials and then the Council quickly knighted me afterward.”
“I can’t believe they didn’t let you have a regular knighting ceremony.”
“It’s okay. I didn’t need everyone staring at me like they’re doing now.”
“Did your trials take you that long to complete?”
“No,” you shook your head. “I was faster than they ever thought was possible. Making the Council very proud. After my knighting, they immediately assigned me to go back to Kamino.”
“Kamino? Whatever for?”
“I started the oversight of the training of the clones… for this war we’ve gotten ourselves mixed up in.”
“They sent you?”
You nodded. “Yes. They wanted someone they could trust to go.”
“And they couldn’t trust a Master? Or themselves?”
“I do not know, Obi-Wan. I only did as I was told.”
“Will you be stationed on Kamino during the war?” Obi-Wan was slightly hoping you would say yes, it would be safer for you than the frontlines.
“No.” You could feel the worry building up in Obi-Wan’s signature. “I will be a General on the frontlines.” Obi-Wan looked away. “I will be fine, Obi-Wan. I am able to take care of myself. I’ve done it for a while now.”
“Yes, but this is different, Y/N.” He looked back at you. “This is war.”
“I know that this is war. The Force reminds me with every breath I take. I can feel it all around, slowly building in the air until it will eventually not allow me to breathe anymore. I can promise to take care of myself the best that I can, but can you and Anakin promise the same? I know you both and have heard stories of how chaotic things can get on assignments with the two of you. I know that Jedi are not supposed to feel fear, but I do fear what may happen to the both of you. I don’t know how I would be able to go on without Anakin…” You squeezed his hand that was still holding yours. “Without you…” You nervously met his gaze.
“That is my fear as well, little star. I guess we must promise each other to try our best to prevent the other from fretting.”
“I guess so…”

You two sat there, staring at each other. Your signatures were still tangled with each other, trying to ease each other's fears.

“I should go,” he whispered, keeping eye contact with you. “I have a long day tomorrow.”
“Yeah, you should go,” you responded softly. Obi-Wan made no move to go. “Or… we could sit here and you could help me try to sleep? My mind is still struggling to believe I’m not the Temple freak.”
Obi-Wan nodded. “Alright. I can say a little longer.”

The logical, Jedi part of Obi-Wan was screaming at himself. He was breaking the Code, even if he was just “helping a friend”. He really knew there was more behind it. Obi-Wan didn’t care at the moment, he just wanted to help you. Besides, he would just stay until you were asleep, then he would go to his own room. So, slowly, he reached around you, putting his arm around your shoulders, and pulled you into him. You carefully rested your head against his chest, feeling his heartbeat underneath you.

“Thank you,” you whispered, eyes already drooping.
Obi-Wan kissed your head. “Of course, little star.”

Chapter Text

Obi-Wan woke up first. Opening his eyes, he was confused as he looked around. This wasn’t his room. Something on top of him move. He looked down to see you laying on top of him. You were asleep, the top half of you laying on his torso while your legs were in between his. You were so beautiful, lying there on top of him. Obi-Wan felt like he could stay in that moment forever. Unfortunately, his commutator on his wrist buzzed and he knew he was needed in the Council Chambers.

Using his signature against yours, Obi-Wan kept you asleep. Slowly, he moved out from underneath you. He stood up and looked down at where you lay on the couch. He knew he couldn’t just leave you there. Quickly and quietly, he entered your bedroom and pulled down the covers. Obi-Wan then went back and carefully picked you up from the couch and took you into your room. He gently laid you on your bed and placed the covers over you. Before he left, Obi-Wan placed a kiss on your temple.

Obi-Wan stopped by his room to change before heading to the Chambers. He caught a look at himself in the refresher mirror, causing him to pause. His hand ran back through his mullet and down into his beard. Obi-Wan didn’t feel like his look was very Jedi Council-worthy.

“Perhaps I need a haircut,” he muttered to himself.

His mind wandered to what you might think. Would you agree with him getting a haircut? What do you think would look good on him? Obi-Wan shook his head. This wasn’t Jedi-like at all. Your opinion on his hair shouldn’t matter to him. Yet, it was at the forefront of his mind. Taking a deep breath, Obi-Wan quickly pushed the thoughts from his mind. He couldn’t allow the Council to sense his untamed thoughts. He was better than that. At least, he had to pretend to be now that he was on the Council.

Leaving his room, Obi-Wan shot a glance at your door. His signature was sill wrapped around yours but he had to slowly pull it away. He needed to be able to focus on the meeting and Anakin’s trials, and not bring the Council’s attention to him.

~~~

You almost panicked upon waking up. You didn’t know whose bed you were in. Propping yourself up using your arms, you looked around the room. You quickly determined that you were in your new bed. But you couldn’t remember how you had gotten there. The last thing you remember was asking Obi-Wan to stay with you and then… you had fallen asleep on him.

You looked around again, also using the Force to sense around you. Obi-Wan wasn’t in your room. You couldn’t even feel him in his own room. There wasn’t even a note or message anywhere that might tell you what happened. Had he put you in bed and ran off? Had you made Obi-Wan feel uncomfortable? You really hadn’t wanted that. Did you just ruin your friendship with Obi-Wan? You don’t know if you could handle it if you had. Yes, he had told you that he worried for you yesterday but he could have very well been telling you that to help ease your fears. He hadn’t actually meant it, had he?

Getting out of bed, you knew that you needed to immediately go clear your mind. After changing for the day, you quickly went to the gardens to meditate underneath your favorite waterfall. Slowly coming into the Force, you began to levitate off the ground. You began using the Force to filter through your emotions toward Obi-Wan. Your emotions were completely against the Code, hat you knew without a doubt. But how to get rid of them completely without severing your bond was a whole other ordeal. Severing a Force bond had the potential to be deadly. And you couldn’t live with yourself knowing if you had done something to Obi-Wan.

“Troubled, I sense my Padawan is,” Yoda stated, coming under the waterfall.
You lost your concentration and fell to the ground with a hard thud, causing Yoda to chuckle. “Master Yoda,” you responded. “If my memory serves me, I am no longer your Padawan.”
“Until I die, my Padawan you will be.” Yoda sat down in front of you. “Now, what troubles you?” You sighed, quickly trying to determine how honest you wanted to be. “Know about your bond with Master Obi-Wan, I do.”
“What?”
“Mhmm. Found out on Geonosis, I did.”
“I am sorry for keeping it a secret, Master. Truly.”
“Understand why you hid it, I do. This bond is both a danger and a strength.”
“Do you know what this bond entails, Master?”
“Only time will tell. Been separated a lot, both of you have. The bond between you is still forming.”
You nodded, staying silent for a moment. “Master, do you know how dangerous this bond can get?”
“Depends, it does.”
“Depends on what?”
“The two of you.” Yoda huffed as he thought on it more. “Tricky is the Code with a Force bond. Lines can be quickly crossed. Do your best to not cross them, you must.”
You nodded. “I… I will try, Master.”
“Know that, I do. Still, be careful, you must… Feel, I do, this bond will help with these clone wars.”
“You do?”
“Mhmm. As long as careful steps you and Obi-Wan take.”
“I will do my best.”

~~~

The clone wars raged the galaxy. This caused you to be pulled from one mission to the next. As you did so, you had heard that Master Yoda and Obi-Wan had given Anakin a Padawan named Ashoka Tano. You thought it funny that he had received a Padawan before you did and you couldn’t wait to meet her.

You and your battalion were on your star cruiser when you received word from Master Windu that Master Plo and Master Kenobi needed reinforcements. It had been months since you had seen Obi-Wan, barely even feeling him in your bond, so a small part of you was excited to finally see him again. Another part of you was still uneasy about how he left you alone. Your star cruiser caught up with the other’s, joining in at firing at General Grievous’ ship the Malevolence.

“Crak!” You called to your clone commander. “I’m going to take a starfighter and board the main ship. Keep shooting at the Malevolence and await my orders.”
“Yes, General,” Crak responded.

You smiled at him before heading to your starfighter. You flew it out of your ship and to the main ship in front of the fleet. Climbing out of your ship, you heard a familiar voice. You turned around to see Anakin walking out of the hanger with whom you could only assume was his Padawan.

“Ani!” You called, running toward him.
He turned around a large smile on his face. “Y/N!” He met up with you and pulled you into a hug.
“It’s been too long.”
“It has.”
You pulled away. “Congratulations on passing your trials and earning a Padawan.”
“Obi-Wan said that it was thanks to you the Council agreed to let me go through them. Thank you.”
“Of course.” You turned to his Padawan. “You must be Ahsoka.” You reached out your hand for her to shake. “I’m Y/N.”
“Nice to meet you,” Ahsoka excitedly replied as she shook your hand. “Master Anakin has told me so much about you.”
“He has?” You pulled your hand away as you sent Anakin a questioning glance.
“Yes, I know that your relationship as siblings is supposed to remain a secret. Do not worry, I will not tell anyone.”
“Thank you, Ahsoka.”

Anakin, Ahsoka, and yourself made your way to the command deck. Obi-Wan and Master Plo were already there with Admiral Yularen. You almost lost your breath at the sight of Obi-Wan. His armor fit him so well, almost too well. And he had gotten a haircut. His mullet was no more and his beard was sharply groomed. Your fingers twitched at the thought of running your hand rough his beard and hair.

“We must summon reinforcements,” Master Plo stated.
“That’s why we’re here, Master Plo,” Anakin said, pulling the attention onto you, Anakin, and Ahsoka.
“Y/N,” Obi-Wan gasped.

The Jedi Master had thought he felt you, but he had chalked it up to wishful thinking. The last time he saw you, he had been tucking you in to your bed as you slept peacefully. You were even more beautiful than he remembered. Your war armor sat over your Jedi attire in such a way that it added to his respect for you. Obi-Wan had heard that you were being a successful General, but you clearly looked the part too. He tried to reach out to your signature but came up short when he noticed that you were blocking him. His brows furrowed.

“Master Kenobi, Master Plo,” you greeted with a slight head bow.
Obi-Wan had to force himself to stop staring at you. “Anakin. Were you able to contact Master Luminara?”
“Yes, Master,” Anakin responded. “She’s busy with a fleet of Separatist reinforcements nearby. She wouldn’t be able to give us support until she’s turned them away.”
“That is why I am here,” you added. “Master Windu said that you guys needed some help. My battalion has begun firing and is just waiting for orders.”
“Even with the additional troops, it’s not enough. We will have to make do with what we have,” Obi-Wan said. The group turned to watch the attack from the window. “Admiral, status report.”
“They’re not attempting to jump to hyperspace,” Admiral Yularen replied. “Their hyperdrive must be damaged.”
“This is our chance. All ships target the bridge. Maximum firepower!”
You put your wrist near your mouth. “You hear that Crak?” You asked.
“Following orders as we speak, General,” he responded.
“Master, I’m picking up a signal near the enemy vessel,” Ahsoka exclaimed. “Something just came out of hyperspace.”
“Enemy reinforcements?” Anakin wondered.
“No. It looks like a Naboo ship.”

You and Obi-Wan shared a worried look.

“Gunners! Stand down!” / “Stop shooting!” You both ordered the crew at the same time.
“What in blazes are they doing out here?” Obi-Wan asked.
“Ashoka, contact that ship!” Anakin instructed.
“Naboo cruiser!” Ahsoka called over the communication lines. “Identify yourself.”
“This is Senator Amidala,” came the response, a hologram of Padme at the controls appeared.
“Padme? What are you doing out here?” Anakin questioned. You could feel his panic set in.
“I was sent on a special mission,” she answered. “The Senate was told the Banking Clan wanted to negotiate a treaty.”
“Get out of there as fast as you can!”
“Have we been hit?” You heard C3PO ask.
“I’m afraid it’s much worse than that,” Padme replied.
“Padme, what’s happening?” Anakin asked.
“I’m being pulled inside the droid cruiser by a tractor beam. I will not be made a Separatist bargaining chip. Continue your attack! You must destroy this monstrous ship!”
Anakin closed his eyes and clenched a fist before turning back. “Admiral, order our ships to stop firing.”
“Anakin—“ You tried to argue.
“Padme is on that ship,” Anakin snapped at you. “We will cease firing.”

You jolted back slightly, seeing the anger in his eyes. Obi-Wan came to your side protectively. The firing halted and Anakin headed for the door.

“Where do you think you’re going?” Obi-Wan asked, following Anakin.
“Somebody has to save her skin,” Anakin replied.
“I thought you might say that.”
“There he goes again, craving adventure and excitement,” Master Plo commented.
“You get used to it,” Ahsoka said, shrugging it off. She looked to you. “You going?”
“Guess I can give you a day off of babysitting them,” you teasingly responded.

~~~

You caught up with Obi-Wan as he headed into Anakin’s ship. Anakin was in the cockpit, reading it for flight, with R2D2.

“I trust you’ve already formulated a brilliant plan to rescue the Senator?” Obi-Wan said as he took the seat next to Anakin.
“As a matter of fact, I have,” Anakin replied.
“But do we have a plan B? Every operation needs a backup, Anakin.”
“From what I’ve heard, you two seem to never have a backup plan,” you commented.
“I don’t have a backup. Yet,” Anakin admitted. “But I do have a plan for getting on that ship.”
“Really?” Obi-Wan questioned.
“The enemy’s sensors are obviously damaged, so we’ll sneak in behind them and dock at the emergency airlock.”
“That’s your plan? Just fly there, land, hope they don’t spot us, and walk in the door?”
“Basically.”
“Oh, brilliant. Let’s get going.”
“You can’t be serious?” You asked. “Is this really how you two go about doing things?”
“Unfortunately.” / “Yes.” They responded in unison.

Anakin flew his ship out of the star cruiser and toward the Malevolence. You stood behind the two as they piloted carefully.

“If they spot us, we’ll be pulverized,” Obi-Wan said.
“They’re too busy repairing the ship,” Anakin responded. “They don’t have time to notice us.”
“Subtlety has never been one of your strong points, Anakin.”
“Everything I know I learned from you, Master.”
“Oh, if only that were true.”
“You’re going to want to buckle up, Y/N.”
“I’ll be fine,” you responded, arms crossed over your chest.
“I would trust him on this,” said Obi-Wan.
“I told you two, I’ll be fine.”
“Suit yourself,” Anakin commented with a shrug.

Anakin began turning the ship to the side. Obi-Wan looked back to surprisingly see you floating above the ground. He shook his head.

“Your abilities with the Force constantly amaze me, Y/N,” Obi-Wan commented.

Your heart beat faster at what you took as a compliment. You shot him a small smile before he focused back on the front view. Anakin flew up to the Malevolence and docked them on the side with a hatch in the ship. You set yourself down on the new floor before helping Obi-Wan and Anakin. The three of you, plus R2, went through the hatch.

“Anakin, you’re crazy,” Obi-Wan commented. “Spinning is not flying.”
“But it’s a good trick,” Anakin replied, pressing the button to open the door.
“We do not want to be spotted.”

The doors opened to reveal two battle droids.

“I knew it!” One of them exclaimed. “It’s them!”
“Too late,” you muttered.

You ignited your lightsaber before the other two could. With a Force jump toward the droids, you quickly cut them both in half. Anakin stared at your saber.

“I didn’t know you had a yellow saber,” he stated.
“I did,” Obi-Wan smirked, walking to meet you.
Anakin rolled his eyes and turned back to his droid. “You stay here R2.”

R2 chirped a response before the three of you began running down the hall. Anakin’s comlink buzzed as you ran.

“Yes?” He responded, keeping the pace.
“Master,” it was Ahsoka, “we’ve found the Senator. I’m patching her through.”
Anakin stopped, forcing you and Obi-Wan to do the same. “Padme?”
“Anakin,” the Senator replied.
“Are you alright? Where are you?”
“On the lower levels. I’m fine, but I don’t know for how long. Droids are everywhere.”
“Obi-Wan, Y/N, and I are on board, too.”
“What? What are you doing here?”
“We came to get you off this ship. Ahsoka, how can we get to the Senator?”
“According to our scans, there seems to be a large open area in the center of the ship,” Ahsoka explained. “It should be halfway between the two of you.”
“We’re on our way. Did you hear that, Padme?”
“I’ll be there,” Padme confirmed.

Anakin began running down the hallway again. You and Obi-Wan followed behind.

“Little star,” Obi-Wan softly said from beside you. You glanced his way in acknowledgment. “I know that this might not be the time, but why are you blocking me?”
“You’re right, it’s not the time,” you responded.

You came to a sudden stop with Anakin. There was an open doorway in the wall, leading to the large open room with trains running in opposite directions. Looking around, you tried to see and sense Padme.

“I don’t see her, Anakin,” Obi-Wan said.
“She’s here, Master,” Anakin said. “I sense it.”
“As do I,” you added.

You furrowed your brows as you heard blasting not too far away. Looking down and across the way, you noticed Padme and C3PO getting shot at with Padme firing back.

“There!” Anakin exclaimed.

The three of you ignited your sabers and jumped down onto one of the trains. You leapt onto another train, going in the direction you needed.

“Look! Jedi!” A droid exclaimed from another opening along the wall.

Three droids began firing at the three of you. With a simple move of your sabers, the three of you blocked the shots. The blasts flew back and each hit a droid, destroying them. You turned to see Padme pushing C3PO and then jumping onto the lower train going the other direction. Anakin jumped off the train your group was on, going to the Senator. He landed on a train on the same level as Padme, going the same direction as hers.

“Now that I’ve got you—“
“Really, Obi-Wan?” You retorted. You jumped down onto the lower track.
Obi-Wan followed. “I just would like to know what I’ve done so that I may try to fix it.”
“Nothing to fix. We’re fine.”
“We’re fine?” You began to walk along the top of the train to be able to see Anakin. “Then why are you blocking me?”

Your focus changed from Obi-Wan to the blast that wrecked the track Padme’s train was on.

“Jump to me!” Anakin shouted to Padme. “I’ll use the Force. You have to trust me!”

Padme jumped, trusting Anakin to catch her. Thankfully, he did. He guided her into his arms.

“Nice catch,” Obi-Wan commented from where you and him were on the track above. “We’ll fetch the droid!” You followed Obi-Wan back down the train and down another level. “Will you please just tell me what I’ve done? I’m sure I deserved it.”
“Will you just drop it, Obi-Wan?” You retorted, getting annoyed.
“Not until you just tell me!”
“Stop me! Please!” You heard 3PO cry out.

You and Obi-Wan stopped. Obi-Wan quickly put out his arm and closed his eyes. Using the Force, he started to raise the droid from where he had landed on the other train. C3PO was about halfway to you when another train came running down the train, ramming into the droid, and taking him with it.

“Blast!” Obi-Wan exclaimed. “That’s not good.” He brought his wrist up to his mouth. “Anakin, we got separated from your droid.”
“3PO!” Padme said.
“Ugh, I’ll take care of it,” Anakin replied. “We’ll meet you back at The Twilight,” he told Padme.
“No! We can’t leave yet. I overheard Grievous. Their hyperdrive is almost repaired.”
“We’re already headed in that direction,” you responded. “We’ll make certain that the hyperdrive stays offline.”

You jumped into a flip as you jumped off the train and onto one of the wall openings. Obi-Wan followed behind you. Using the Force and your knowledge of ships, you led the way to where the hyperdrive should be. From the corner of your eye, you noticed Obi-Wan smirk at the sight of just two droids in front of you.

“Don’t get too excited,” you warned, the Force telling you to prepare.

Before Obi-Wan could respond, lines of droids marched and rolled out toward you in three directions. Taking a deep breath, you slowly began to lower the blockers that prevented Obi-Wan from reaching your signature. You had a feeling you would need all the strength you could get. From behind you, you felt a dark presence and heard a maniacal laugh. You and Obi-Wan turned to see General Grievous jump down onto the level you were on.

“Hello there,” he laughed. Obi-Wan crossed his arms over his chest. “General Kenobi, did you really think I would leave the hyperdrive unguarded?”
“Anything is possible,” Obi-Wan replied, his hand going up to stroke his beard. “You haven’t exactly impressed me today. How about you, Y/N?”
“Nothing to be impressed about,” you responded.
Grievous laughed. “Kill them,” he ordered.

The droids around you aimed at you. Both you and Obi-Wan sent each other a smile before jumping up and flipping into the air as the droids began firing. You both landed behind the shielded, roller droids, using the Force to roll them into the lines of other droids. Igniting your lightsaber, just in case, you continued to use the shield droids to protect yourself and take out the other droids. Obi-Wan smiled as he used the last one to aim at Grievous. Grievous caught it as you and Obi-Wan ran out, using your sabers to block other oncoming shots.

“Since I can feel your signature again, can I assume that all is forgiven?” Obi-Wan asked as you both ran down the hall.
“This is really not the time to talk about this Obi,” you retorted. “It’s more—“
“Obi-Wan! Y/N!” Anakin called over the comlink. “Come in!”
“Anakin!” Obi-Wan replied. “I’m afraid Grievous is on to us!”
“Yeah, we noticed.”
“We’ll rendezvous back at The Twilight. The fleet must engage—“ A beep sounded over the comlink. “Anakin? Anakin! Blast!”
“They must be jamming the signal,” you stated. “Let’s hurry to The Twilight. We need— Woah!” You suddenly stopped as Obi-Wan grabbed your wrist and pulled you into him. “What are you doing?”
“Tell me what’s wrong.”
“What? Now is really not the time, Obi-Wan! Grievous is probably following us.”
“Then tell me quickly.”
You scoffed, looking away. “It’s not that simple.”
Obi-Wan used one of his gloved hands to gently move your chin so that you were looking at him again. “Try me.”
“I just… you… last time…” you sighed. “Did I…. The last time I saw you, I asked you to help me sleep. When I woke, you… you weren’t there and there wasn’t a note. It’s not like there really needed to be one but I just have feared that maybe my request made you uncomfortable. And I just wanted to apologize for doing so.”
“You wanted to apologize?”
“Yes. I never wanted to overstep any boundary or make you uncomfortable in any way. You’re my friend and I just don’t want to lose that and I—“
“Slow down, little star.” Obi-Wan rested a hand on your shoulder. “You didn’t overstep or make me uncomfortable. I actually fell asleep on the couch too. I really only woke because my comlink buzzed and the Council had called a meeting.”
“Oh.”
“I’m sorry that I didn’t leave a message. I didn’t mean for you to worry about it this much. Next time, I will.”
“Next time?”
“Well, yeah—you know what I mean.”
“Yeah…” you slowly nodded, believing you did know what he meant. Your heads snapped in the direction of the way you came, hearing Grievous’ grunts and groans.
Obi-Wan grabbed your hand. “We’ve got to go!”

He led you back to where the trains were. The two of you kept your hands together as you jumped down onto one of the moving trains. You could hear Grievous following you. Using lightsabers he had stolen from Jedi’s he had fought, Grievous broke through the packages on the train between him and the pair of you.

“Forgive me, little star,” he said.

You furrowed your brows in confusion. Letting go of your hand, Obi-Wan pushed you off the train and onto the lower one before he jumped up onto one of the cranes and turned it, allowing him to land in front of Grievous with his lightsaber drawn.

“Obi-Wan!” You screamed in frustration.

You stomped the ground like a child as you looked up and watched him and Grievous fight briefly before Obi-Wan joined you below. You stormed up to him, pushing against his chest harshly.

“What was that?!” You yelled.
“I had a plan and you need to be safe,” Obi-Wan replied.
“I am not some young, helpless girl, Obi-Wan. I can fight the battles, too.”
“I am very well aware of that, little star. I just—“
“You just, what? Felt like my help wasn’t needed?”
“That’s not what I said. Is that what I said?”
“It’s what your actions said.”

The train reached your stopping point and you jumped off. Obi-Wan followed your jump and then broke into a run beside you. Two roller-shield droids caught up to you. With your lightsabers drawn, Obi-Wan and yourself kept running forward, using the Force to help sense when you needed to block an oncoming shot. You turned a corner to see Anakin, Padme, C3PO, and R2 boarding the ship.

“Hold the ship!” Obi-Wan called.

Anakin used the Force to block the shots as you and Obi-Wan reached them.

“I’ll contact the fleet,” Obi-Wan stated as your group reached the cockpit.
“R2, release the docking clamp,” Anakin ordered as he prepared the ship for take off.

Anakin pulled the ship off of Grievous’ ship and turned it back to the Republic fleet. They were about halfway back when they began to be fired on.

“Time for some clever tricks, Anakin,” Obi-Wan said.
“That’s what I was thinking,” Anakin agreed. “Everyone buckle down.”

This time, you took that advice and found one of the side seats. Padme and C3PO quickly followed. Anakin spun the ship to try and avoid being hit.

“You know, we have guns,” Anakin told Obi-Wan. “You can shoot back anytime.”
“I was just about to—“
“I got it!” Padme cut off Obi-Wan.

Padme pulled down the gun sensor and began targeting the smaller ships attacking them.

“She seems to know her way around,” Obi-Wan commented. Padme quickly shot down one of the ships. “Nice shot, Senator.”
“Beginner’s luck,” Padme replied.

You looked at Padme, curious. You felt that something was off her knowledge of Anakin’s ship. If you really wanted to, you knew that you could use the Force to get the information from her easily. But you didn’t want to betray her trust. You would just have to ask Padme about it once you were safe aboard one of the Republic ships. You already knew that you couldn’t ask Anakin, he wouldn’t react well to any assumptions you may be conjuring up. R2 let out a beep.

“Pardon me, sir,” C3PO cut in, “but R2’s scan of the enemy’s ship indicates their hyperdrive is activating.”
“Don’t worry about it,” Anakin said.
“What?” Obi-Wan questioned.

You removed yourself from your seat and stood behind Obi-Wan. You watched as the Malevolence flew into the nearby moon and exploded.

“I imagine you had something to do with that,” Obi-Wan said to Anakin.
“All part of the plan, Master,” Anakin replied.
You shook your head. “You guys are just as chaotic as the stories say,” you muttered.

Chapter Text

“Where are you off to?” Anakin asked as you headed down the hallway to the hanger.
“Back to my ship,” you answered. “The Council has given me another assignment. I need to prep my battalion.”
“And you were just going to leave without saying goodbye?”
“Anakin,” you sighed. “We already push the boundaries of attachment enough.”
“I don’t care.” Anakin quickly got in front of you, stopping you in your path. His arms were folded over his chest as looked down at you. “I want to try and get our relationship back to the way it was.”
“That’s not really realistic during a war, Ani.”
“Fine, if you’re not going to say goodbye to me, you should at least say goodbye to Obi-Wan.”
“What? Why?”
“He’s been concerned about you lately. He always asks the Council what your assignment is and if you need help. It’s… strange and unlike him.”
“Ani, I am pretty positive that he does the same with you. He feels responsible for both of us, especially now that I am a part of your lives again.”
“I suppose you could be right…”
You placed a hand on his shoulder. “Maybe you should listen to Obi-Wan more, he believes I’m wise.” You laughed as you slipped past him. “I promise not to be a stranger, Ani.”
“May the Force be with you, Y/N.”
You turned around, walking backward. “May the Force be with you.”

Turning back around, you headed into the hanger. As you walked over to your starfighter, you noticed that Obi-Wan had his back facing you. He was looking at your ship, his hand combing through his beard. Peering into his signature, you could feel his thoughts racing. You didn’t dare breach his trust though by looking into his signature further. Taking a deep breath, you continued forward.

“Master Kenobi,” you greeted.
Obi-Wan sighed as he shook his head. “Not with the formalities again,” he said. He turned to face you. “I thought that we were passed that.”
“Sometimes.”
Obi-Wan chuckled. “I heard the Council has given you a new assignment.”
“They have,” you nodded. “I’m needed on my ship as soon as possible.”
“Thank you for coming to our aide.”
“Anytime, Obi-Wan.” You walked passed him and climbed into your starfighter. Once sitting you looked down at Obi-Wan, who was watching you carefully. “I’ll see you around, General.”
“See you around, little star.”

Obi-Wan watched as you flew out of the hanger. He sighed, already missing you but he was thankful that you hadn’t immediately blocked him from your signature yet. He was going to relish in your signature as long as you would let him.

~~~

It was almost two weeks later when you were informed that, while attempting to capture Count Dooku, Anakin had gone missing. You immediately turned your star cruiser around and headed to where Obi-Wan’s was. You flew your starfighter and landed on Obi-Wan’s star cruiser. You ran straight from the hanger to the control room.

“I’m here!” You shouted, running in. Obi-Wan turned from where he was standing in front of the large window. “Has anyone heard from Anakin?”
“Unfortunately, we still haven’t been able to contact him,” Obi-Wan responded. “This ship is heading to his last known location, a Separatist frigate in the Outer Rim.”
“I’m coming with.”
“You need to stay with your troops and be the plan B.”
“I am not fighting with you on this, Obi-Wan. I will come with you. My battalion can do whatever yours was doing before this happened while we go after them.”
Obi-Wan sighed, he knew that there was no way to convince you to stay out of this. To stay safe. “Fine. Contact your commander and tell them to stay put unless they hear otherwise from you.”
“Yes, Master.”

~~~

Obi-Wan’s plan entailed getting into space suits and flying to the Separatist ship that way. It was too risky flying a ship close to the Separatists.

“We will fly out to the ship and enter through one of the airlocks,” Obi-Wan explained as the two of you pulled on the spacesuits.
“Yes,” you replied.
“From there we’ll need to be—“
“Obi-Wan, I was there in the briefing. I know the plan.”
“I’m just making sure.”

You didn’t reply to the comment, continuing to pull on your suit. Obi-Wan could feel your fears seeping out into your bond.

“Be mindful of your fears, little star,” he gently warned.
“Sorry,” you mumbled.
Obi-Wan stepped closer and placed a hand on your shoulder. You looked up at him, worry swimming in your eyes. “We will find Anakin.”
“I know that he’s okay right now, I would have felt otherwise. I just hate this… I feel as if I’m a weak Jedi by being so worried about this.”
“You are not a weak Jedi, by any means, little star. What you are showing is compassion.”
“What I am showing is attachment, Obi. Don’t try to be nice about it, especially since you’re on the Council. You should be warning me about where attachments lead.”
“This attachment is different, Y/N. You and Anakin are twins who joined the Order late. You had an attachment going into this. And if I can be honest with you, I believed that even the separation of you two wouldn’t rid you of your attachment. Yes, we must be careful with attachments. But, you and Anakin, it’s different.”

For some reason, Obi-Wan’s ‘we must be careful with attachments’, sent a pang through your chest. All you could do was nod in response and look down. Obi-Wan’s brows furrowed as he felt your shields slowly come up.

“Have I said something to upset you?” Obi-Wan asked.
“No,” you responded, not really knowing yourself if it was a lie or not. “I’m just preparing myself for if we run into Count Dooku.”
“Yes, of course.” Obi-Wan wanted to believe you but felt like there was something else behind it. He scanned your suit, wanting to make sure that you’d be safe. He noticed that it wasn’t zipped up in the back yet. “May I?”

You nodded. You turned around, giving Obi-Wan access to your back. Upon his fingers brushing against you, you inhaled sharply. You closed your eyes as he pulled up the zipper and ensured it would stay at the top. You hated how much you enjoyed his touch. Obi-Wan was having a similar experience, taking his time pulling up the zipper just to be able to be this close to you for longer. Once he had you zipped up and secured, he bent down and grabbed the jet pack. He helped your arms through the straps and secured the jet pack onto you. Then he reached back down and picked up the glass, bowl helmet.

“Here,” he muttered, carefully putting the helmet over your head.
“Thank you,” you said softly after the helmet was in place.

Obi-Wan made sure the helmet was on tightly before finishing getting himself ready. The two of you jumped out into space together, Obi-Wan leading the way to the Separatist ship. You both stripped yourselves of the space suit before sneaking around the ship to the prison hall. Obi-Wan headed for the first door.

“He’s not in there,” you stated.

Obi-Wan ignored you and opened the door. Two Weequay were sitting down playing cards.

“Don’t bother to get up. You’re not the prisoner we’re looking for,” Obi-Wan said as the Weequay’s began to stand up. He quickly shut the door.
“I told you,” you said.
“Well then, my dear, why don’t you tell me where he is then?”

You tried to not be completely thrown off guard at the simple term of endearment that seemed to easily roll off of his tongue. Unable to fully think, you nodded and led the way down the hall. You reached a door and opened it. You swore that you could feel Anakin in the room, but no one was in there. Obi-Wan and yourself carefully walked in. Sensing something behind you, you and Obi-Wan ignited your sabers as you spun around. Anakin, having just jumped from where he was on the ceiling.

“Oh, it’s you two,” Anakin said.
“This is how you thank us for rescuing you,” Obi-Wan said, “pounce on us from the ceiling?” You two placed your lightsabers back on your hips.
“Kind of difficult without a…” Obi-Wan offered Anakin his own lightsaber, “lightsaber.” Anakin quickly took it. “Thanks.”
“I’m glad to see you in one piece, Ani,” you told him, ignoring the fact that Obi-Wan had Anakin’s lightsaber.
“I’m glad to see you too, sis.”
“Did you manage to locate Dooku before landing in jail?” Obi-Wan wondered. The three of you started out of the room.
“Well, I know he’s on board. Might have been able to do something about it if I’d had my weapon.”
“It was important for you to arrive without it so your capture would be convincing.”
“Wait… what?” You questioned, stopping the group in the hall. “This was all a setup? Why wasn’t I aware of any of this?”
“You didn’t tell her?” Anakin asked Obi-Wan.
“We couldn’t risk it,” Obi-Wan responded. “It made the capture more believable, just in case there’s a spy who knows the truth about the two of you.”
You shook your head. “I don’t believe this,” you grumbled. “Let’s hurry and get this over with so that I can get back to my battalion.” You pushed passed them.
“Y/N.” You ignored Obi-Wan’s call, causing him to sigh. They started down the hall again.
“You know, they would have been convinced without her getting involved,” Anakin said. “And how come I’m the one getting caught all the time? It doesn’t look good.”
“When you’re a Jedi Master, you can make the plan.”
“That’s just it. How can I become a Jedi Master if I’m always getting caught?”
“At least you're a master, at getting caught.”
“Very funny.”
Obi-Wan quickened his pace to catch up with you. “Little star…”
“We should really focus on the mission, Master Kenobi,” you told him. “I sense Dooku through these doors.”

You, Anakin, and Obi-Wan walked through the doorway to find Count Dooku. He was sitting on a pedestal, mediating.

“Surprise, surprise,” Anakin commented. The three of you ignited your lightsabers.
“if it isn’t Count Dooku,” Obi-Wan stated.
“Obi-Wan Kenobi,” Dooku said, eyes closed. “I thought I sensed an unpleasant disturbance in the Force. I see you and the Council’s Padawan have freed young Skywalker. Where might he be if you weren’t always around to rescue him?”

The ship shook as Obi-Wan's star cruiser began firing on the Separatist ship.

“Sir!” A battle droid called. “There’s a Jedi cruiser attacking.”
“Your ship is surrounded, Count,” Anakin said. “Republic troops are boarding as we speak.”
Dooku finally opened his eyes. “Jedi fools,” he commented. The floor beneath him gave way and he slid down a hidden tunnel.
“I should have seen that coming,” Obi-Wan said. Anakin ran up to the tunnel. “What are you doing?”
“Following him,” Anakin replied.
“Not that way. We need to cut him off.”
“You cut him off.” Anakin jumped into the tunnel. “I’ll follow him and meet you at the hanger!”
“Why do I even try? Come on, Y/N.”

Staying silent, you followed Obi-Wan as he ran out of the room. When you arrived at the hanger, Dooku’s ship was taking off. Seeing a ship available in the hanger, the two of you ran toward it and took out the battle droids with your sabers. Obi-Wan quickly got in one of the pilot seats and started the ship.

“Just hover above the ground for a moment,” you instructed. “Anakin’s almost here.”

Within a few seconds, Anakin had jumped onto the ship’s ramp. He entered the cockpit and took a seat next to Obi-Wan.

“I thought you were following Dooku,” Obi-Wan said.
“I was,” Anakin replied. “I followed him here.” He began piloting the ship. “Hang on.” You stood back between their two chairs, holding onto the backs of them.
Obi-Wan held up his wrist to speak into his comlink. “Ahsoka, Dooku managed to escape,” he informed her. “We’re in pursuit, but we could use reinforcements. Follow us in what ships you can round up.”
“We’ll get there as soon as we can,” she replied.

Obi-Wan focused on firing at Dooku’s ships and the ones around him for protection. With a lucky shot, Obi-Wan hit Dooku’s ship.

“That was easy,” Anakin commented.
“Lucky for you, I’m an excellent shot,” Obi-Wan replied.
“Well, now those fighters are attacking,” you said.
“I’m on it.”
“Uh, he’s getting too close,” Anakin fretted.

The wing of the ship you were in was hit, causing a small explosion. You were tossed to the side of the cockpit, sliding down the wall to the ground.

“Y/N!” Obi-Wan exclaimed, turning back to you. “Are you alright?”
“Focus on what’s in front of you!” You retorted. “I’m fine!”
“Lucky for you, I’m an excellent pilot,” Anakin’s tone was laced with annoyance. He tried to keep the ship steady as they headed toward the nearby planet’s surface. As they hit the ground, you tumbled again.
“For all your expertise, this is not a very smooth landing!” Obi-Wan complained.
“If you hit that second fighter, we wouldn’t be in this mess.”

The ship slid to a rough stop. Obi-Wan quickly left his seat to come to your side. He reached down to help you up.

“I’m fine,” you said, swatting his hands away as you stand up yourself. “Let’s go.”

Obi-Wan shoulders shagged as you walked away from him and toward the back of the ship. It had been a well-thought-out, strategic plan, not telling you the truth about Anakin’s capture. But it was definitely backfiring on him. You, Anakin, and Obi-Wan jumped off the ramp and onto the surface of the planet you had landed on.

“I’ve had better landings,” Obi-Wan said, brushing himself off.
Anakin pointed to the side of you. “Dooku,” he stated.

You looked over to see that Dooku’s ship was near yours. The three of you walked over to examine the ship. As you came closer, you heard a steady beeping. It was coming from a small device on the side of the ship.

“What’s this, a homing beacon?” Obi-Wan questioned as he touched it.
“Count Dooku is waiting for help,” you stated.
“That means he can’t be far off,” Anakin added.
Obi-Wan crouched down to check underneath the ship. “His engine is damaged,” he stated. “He’s not going anywhere.” He stood up and turned around, rubbing his beard with his hand. This seemed to be a new habit he had started doing, you noticed.
“Not without a homing beacon.” Anakin ignited his saber and destroyed the device before following after you and Obi-Wan.
Obi-Wan paused, looking around at the landscape. “There.” He pointed. “Caves are a good start.” He led you and Anakin toward them.
“Strange,” you muttered, sensing something within the cave.
“You sense it too. Many life forms in there.”
“And Dooku’s one of them,” Anakin said, igniting his lightsaber.
“Let’s try to get him before something else does.”

Obi-Wan ignited his saber while you left yours on your hip. Using the two blue sabers as light, you ventured further into the cave. The further you got, the more you felt something off.”

“I don’t like this,” you mumbled. “We should turn back.” Your group paused at a low rumbling.
“What’s that?” Obi-Wan wondered. You all looked up to see rocking falling toward you. “Run!”

You quickly pushed Obi-Wan and Anakin with the Force out of the way as the rocks landed on top of you. You heard them shout for you before your head was hit and knocked you out. Obi-Wan and Anakin were covered in another layer of rocks quickly. It took a moment for Anakin to use the Force to uncover himself. He went to the pile he knew you were under and believed Obi-Wan to be under too. When he reached for his saber to help him through the pile, it wasn’t at his hip.

“Master! Y/N!” He called. “Can someone hear me?”
“Anakin,” Obi-Wan coughed as he walked over, brushing dust off. “Where’s Y/N?”
“Underneath the rocks.”
“No.” Obi-Wan immediately tried to sense for you, only being met with nothing. “Blast! She’s still blocking me.”
“Maybe if you were more honest with her, that wouldn’t have been a problem.”
“Now’s not the time, Anakin. We need to get her out of there. Where’s your lightsaber?”
“It got knocked out of my hand.”
“By a rock?”
“Yeah, by a rock. It’s got to be here somewhere. It’s probably with Y/N.”
“That is a feeble excuse.” Obi walked around to the other side of the pile. “Together, we’re going to lift these rocks up and throw them away from us.”
“Alright Master, on three. One, two, three!”

While working together, using the Force, the rocks lifted up and reveal you underneath them. You were lying unconscious with a trail of blood trickling down your face from a cut you had received from the rocks. The men grunted as they tossed the rocks away and hurried to your side. Obi-Wan was there first, pulling you into his lap. He could feel and see you breathing, but he feared that there were injuries beneath the surface.

“Y/N,” he gently tried to wake you. “Y/N.” You groaned, moving slightly in his arms. “Thank the Matter,” Obi-Wan whispered.

Anakin furrowed his brows at the scene playing out in front of him. He felt completely lost. You groaned again, pulling his attention back to the matter at hand. You blinked slow and long as you tried to clear up your blurry vision. Your head was pounding and you were sure that there would be bruises littered over your skin soon.

“Ow,” you mumbled.
Anakin laughed. “She’s fine.” He began searching for his lightsaber.
“Do not ever push me out of the way like that again, little star,” Obi-Wan whispered as he helped you sit up. “You had me worried.”
“Sorry,” you muttered, handing going up to your achy head.
“How are you feeling?”
“Like a pile of rocks just fell on me.” Obi-Wan gave you a look signaling to you that he was serious. “I’ll be fine. Nothing I can’t shake off.”
“That’s what you always say.”

You realized then how close you were to Obi-Wan. His eyes sparkled in concern. Your fingers twitched as your eyes caught sight of his hair and yearned to run through it. Pulling you out of your thoughts and pushing yourself out of his lap, you noticed Anakin searching for something.

“What are you doing?” You asked.
“He lost his lightsaber,” Obi-Wan answered for Anakin. “It got hit by a rock.”
“By a rock?”
“Yes! By a rock!” Anakin exclaimed, frustrated. “And you two questioning it, is not helpful.” Obi-Wan helped you to your feet, keeping a hand on your upper back just in case. “You know what would be helpful? A little light.”
“Certainly,” Obi-Wan responded. He pulled out his lightsaber and ignited it. It flashed a few times before disappearing completely. “Silly thing. It was just working a minute ago.” He hit the hilt twice.
“You don’ suppose it was hit by a rock, do you?”

Anakin playfully threw a rock Obi-Wan’s way. It bounced off his armor, causing you to laugh lightly. Before anyone could say anything else, growling was heard from above. The three of you looked up and began backing away. There was a creature, hanging from the ceiling.

“Oh, this should be interesting,” Obi-Wan commented.

The creature screeched as it jumped down from its perch. Obi-Wan quickly pulled you behind him as the creature charged forward. Anakin moved out of the way, causing it to follow after him. Obi-Wan began tinkering with his saber. You stepped forward to try and help, but Obi-Wan’s arm snapped in front of you.

“You just got pummeled by large rocks,” Obi-Wan stated. “You’re staying put.”
You opened your mouth to argue when Anakin shouted, “Jump in anytime!”
“Oh, you’re doing fine. She seems to like you.”
“Yeah, lucky me! This isn’t as much fun as it looks. I thought gundarks were only found on Vanqor.”
“Then this system must be Vanqor.”
Anakin began being pulled by his leg by the gundark. “So that would make this one—“
“The mother of all gundarks. Precisely.”
“Are we going to help him at all, Obi-Wan?” You asked.

Aiming his hands at a large rock in front of them, Obi-Wan used the Force to lift it and then throw it at the gundark. It hit the creature, throwing it back and letting go of Anakin. Anakin rushed over to you and Obi-Wan, you and him mimicking Obi-Wan’s stance.

“Well, you took your time,” Anakin complained.

The three of you used the Force to throw rocks at the gundark. You continued until the creature was covered in rocks.

“It’s a pity,” Anakin said. “I was just starting to sense a connection.”
“Should we leave you two alone, or would you prefer to find a way out of this hole before she wakes up?” Obi-Wan teased.
“I think—Woah,” you tried to speak put a dizzy spell hit and you were falling to the ground.
Obi-Wan quickly caught you, pulling you into him. “We need to get out of here. Y/N clearly needs medical.”
“Yeah… I think I actually agree with that this time.”

You leaned heavily into Obi-Wan’s side as the three of you headed toward the entrance of the cave. When you got there, you noticed that the entrance had collapsed. Obi-Wan helped you sit down on a large rock.

“Stay here,” he ordered. “And don’t do anything.”
You quickly tried to argue. “But I can—“
“Stay put and don’t move.”

Obi-Wan turned around and began to help Anakin use the Force to lift the large rocks away from the entrance. They were about halfway when another growl was heard.

“Sounds like another gundark,” you stated.
“It’s too far away to worry about,” Anakin replied.
“It won’t stay far away,” Obi-Wan said.

One of the rocks they were moving, didn’t drop nicely to the ground. It plummeted, forming a crack and causing green gas to rush out of it.

“Uh-oh,” Anakin said. “New problem.” The three of you began coughing.
“That’s not good,” stated Obi-Wan.
“It’s just gas.”
“Yes. Probably toxic gas.”
“That’s good. Maybe it’ll kill your gundark.”
“And maybe it will kill us.”
“Come one. Let’s get out of here.” The men coughed as they tried to move the rocks again. “This isn’t gonna work. I can’t breathe.”
“Me,” you coughed, “either.” You coughed again. You went to stand up, only to fall onto the ground, weak.
“Y/N!” Obi-Wan coughed. He failed to reach you though, too weak to move passed the rock he was now laying on. “As always, I’m open to suggest…” He couldn’t even finish his thought.
“Come on, Obi-Wan,” Anakin said, trying to use the Force. “Don’t give up now.”

The rocks covering the entrance began rumbling before the top layer was blasted away. You coughed as the gas began to clear.

“What was that?” You asked.
“I have no idea,” Anakin responded.
“Master!” Ahsoka called, coming through a cloud of dust with a group of clones. Obi-Wan, Anakin, and yourself began a coughing fit. “Looks like I got here just in time.”
“What do you mean, just in time?”
“You were in very big trouble.”
“Trouble?” Obi-Wan repeated, coming over to help you up again. “We were simply searching for Count Dooku.”
“Yeah,” Anakin coughed. “We had the situation well under control, my little Padawan.”
“No, they didn’t,” you coughed, clinging onto Obi-Wan as you did so.
“Oh, I see,” Ahsoka said, not believing her Master or Master Kenobi. “SO which part of the situation did you have under control: the blocked entrance, the poison gas, or that gundark behind you?”
“Gundark?” Anakin questioned, turning around.
“Oh, you mean the one that’s too far away to worry about?” Obi-Wan said, aiming his words at his former Padawan. You glanced back to see a growling gundark, headed your way.
“Block the entrance,” Ahsoka ordered. The clones marched forward and shot away at the entrance, the rocks falling on the gundark.
“There’s still Dooku to deal with,” Anakin stated as Obi-Wan helped you walk toward the ship.
“You let him get away?”
“No, not get away exactly. Just…” Ahsoka rose a brow at her Master. “Chime in anytime,” Anakin muttered at you and Obi-Wan.
“Oh, no,” you said with a shake of your head.
“We’re enjoying this far too much,” said Obi-Wan, a slight smirk on his lips. You began coughing again, pulling Obi-Wan’s attention back to you. His hand came up to your head, his thumb carefully wiping the dried blood away. “Let’s get you on the ship.”

You nodded as you let yourself heavily rely on Obi-Wan to get you to the ship. He helped lay you down on a row of seats.

“Thank you,” you said softly.
“You need to be more careful, little star,” he warned. “You are not indestructible.”
“Neither are you, Obi. I promise, with a little rest, I will be just fine.”

The shields blocking your Force signature slid down and Obi-Wan quickly latched on. He watched you carefully as you lay there and everyone else filed onto the ship. Once they were headed back to the star cruiser, Obi-Wan felt the need to ask you a question.

“Why do you keep blocking me?” He whispered. If he hadn’t been sitting right in front of you, you were sure you would have missed it. “I know… I know we never talk about the bond between us, but I know you know it’s there.”
“I do,” you replied just as quietly as he was talking. “I block you when you annoy me or when you hurt me. Like…like you keeping this mission plan a secret. I was truly worried about Anakin. I also do it so that I can concentrate on the task at hand. If I don’t, I find myself reaching out to you and that can be a distraction.”

Obi-Wan nodded. He believed your answers, he just believed that there was more to it than you were willing to admit right now. At least, that’s what the Force was telling him.

“Thank you for your honesty,” he said. “I will try my best not to annoy you so much.”
You laughed, causing Obi-Wan to smile widely. “Good luck.”

Chapter Text

Obi-Wan personally escorted you to see a medical droid, not believing that you would have if left to go on your own. He stood to the side as you were checked over. You could feel him worrying over you, so you used your signature to send a wave of calm to him. His lips form a think smile, quickly dropping when the droid began speaking. The droid told you that you would have bruises for a while, but that nothing major was damaged.

“Thank you,” you said to the droid as you slipped off the bed.
“Doesn’t she need to take it easy?” Obi-Wan questioned, stepping closer.
“Just watch her carefully,” the droid advised. “She should be fine.”
You walked over and placed your hand on Obi-Wan’s chest. “See? I’m fine, just need to be watched,” you said. “You’re good to do that, right?”
Obi-Wan swallowed nervously, your closeness getting to him. “Y—yes,” he stuttered with a nod.

The great Obi-Wan Kenobi was suddenly at a loss for what to do. He was just silently praying that you couldn’t feel his heart threaten to burst from his chest. You stared at him, curious as to why the usually confident man suddenly seemed to have lost all of that. A part of you wished to use your bond to see what was happening, but you both had only just verbally asked about it and you didn’t wish to cross a line without his permission. Besides, you wouldn’t want Obi-Wan to do that to you without talking to you first.

Both of your comlinks buzzed at the same time, causing Obi-Wan to cough and step away.

“Yes?” He answered it.
“We need you and Y/N,” Anakin responded. “Master Yoda and Master Windu have information on Count Dooku.”
“We’ll be right there.” He hung his arm down. “We should get going.”
“Right,” you replied with a nod, trying not to be hurt by the sudden loss of contact.

Obi-Wan hated how quickly he had become attuned to your emotions, mainly through the open bond. He felt your hurt, but couldn’t quite place why you were feeling that way. Instead of dwelling on it, he tried to get back into the mindset that a Jedi Master should be in. He turned around and headed to where he knew Anakin would be taking the call.

You followed behind, trying to get back into the mindset that the Council had taught you to be in. Since the war started and reconnecting with Obi-Wan and Anakin, you had begun to feel like you were changing. You were slowly becoming less of what the Council had trained you to be and more of your own person. You didn’t know how to handle it.

You arrived at the holo table, where Yoda and Mace Windu were already on. Anakin, Ahsoka, and Commander Rex were already around the table. Yoda and Windu quickly began informing you about how the pirate, Hondo Ohnaka, had Count Dooku and was asking for a ransom. He was threatening to offer it to the Separatist council if the Republic wouldn’t agree to it. Senator Amidala said that they wouldn’t agree unless the Jedi were allowed to come and see if the Count was in Hondo’s possession, but he had a stipulation.

“His only stipulation is that you arrive unarmed,” Windu explained.
“Unarmed?” Anakin questioned.
“We know very little about these pirates,” Obi-Wan stated. “We may be walking blind into what could very well be a hostile situation.”
“We can’t let Dooku slip through our fingers again,” Windu argued. “Report back as soon as you arrive.” The transmission ended.
“Well, this should be fun.”
“A whole lot of it,” you added.
“You aren’t coming. You need to rest.”
“No. I need to be watched carefully and you agreed to do it.”
“I don’t believe we need three of you down there,” Commander Rex admitted.
“Agreed,” Anakin said. “Y/N and I—“
“Wait, hold on, I am the Master here,” Obi-Wan interrupted. “I make the plan. I say that Anakin and I will go down there and grab Dooku. Y/N will stay here with Ahsoka. That’s final. Anakin, ready your ship.”

Obi-Wan turned and walked out of the room. You angrily followed.

“I thought you said that you were going to stop trying to do things that annoy me,” you said.
“It’s different when you’ve been injured,” Obi-Wan retorted, not even bothering to look at you as he walked.
“You know that I am not injured! You were there when the medical droid cleared me.”
“I am the highest ranking officer on this ship, as a General and a Jedi Master on the Council, I get the final say.”
You jumped in front of him, forcing him to stop harshly so he didn’t run into you. “You do not get to spout rankings at me, Obi-Wan Kenobi.”
His jaw clenched as he tried to formulate calm words. “There has been one assignment we’ve been on together where you haven’t gotten injured.”
“We’ve only been on three assignments together.”
“Proving my point. I cannot guarantee that I’ll be able to watch out for you, let alone keep you safe with those pirates.”
“Well, I’m sorry that I’m such a burden.”
“That is not what I said.”
“It’s what you meant.”
“Watch your emotions, my young Jedi. You are letting them control you.”
“Just as much as you are letting yours control you, Master.” You two stared intensely at each other. “I will contact my star cruiser and have them head this way. I will be out of your way before you get back.”
“Little star, that’s not—“ He reached out to you but you took a large step back.
“I’m not that little girl Master Qui-Gon found on Tatooine anymore, Obi-Wan. Even when I was her, I was strong and able to take care of myself. But I understand that you see that my help is not needed on this particular assignment.” You bowed your head. “Thank you for your time, Master Kenobi.” You turned and headed away.
“Y/N,” Obi-Wan called, only to be ignored. He sighed, disappointed in the way he handled the situation. He just wanted you safe, but you couldn’t see it.

~~~

You had pulled up a seat near the holo table, as you waited for your star cruiser to show. Anakin and Obi-Wan had gone down to Florrum to check if Dooku was alive. You were sitting there, eyes closed, trying to meditate through your range of emotions.

“General Y/N,” Ahsoka nervously called.
“Please, just Y/N,” you responded, still trying to keep your meditative state.
“Right. A transmission is coming in from my Master and Master Kenobi.”
“Pull it up.”

Ahsoka opened up the transmission, revealing that Obi-Wan and Anakin were back on the ship that they had taken down to Florrum.

“Ahsoka, we need the Chancellor on the line,” Anakin commanded.
“Yes, Master,” she replied, quickly getting to work. The Chancellor with Senator Kharrus, Representative Binks, and Master Windu behind him.
“Master Kenobi,” the Chancellor greeted, “have you found any information?”
“No question, they have Dooku,” Obi-Wan responded. “Send the ransom.”
“He’s being securely held?”
“Yeah. And very cranky about it,” Anakin commented.
“Good. Senator Kharrus and Representative Binks will be dispatched immediately.”
“Y/N, you will escort the Senator and Representative down to the surface of Florrum when they arrive,” Master Windu directed.
“Yes, Master,” you replied. The transmission from Coruscant ended.
“We will inform Hondo about the ransom being on its way,” Obi-Wan said. “Let us know when you are on your way down here.”

You nodded, quickly ending the transmission. Ahsoka eyed you curiously.

“Is something the matter, Y/N?” Ahsoka asked carefully.
“It’s nothing,” you answered. “Just want this assignment over with.”
Ahsoka nodded, unbelieving. “Does this perhaps have anything to do with the fight you had with Master Kenobi?”
“What?” Your head snapped toward her. “How did you—“
“You two aren’t very quiet.”
“Great,” you murmured. “I am sorry that you had to hear that, Ahsoka. It wasn’t very Jedi-like at all.”
“The way you two spoke and acted with each other… is there… is there something going on?”
“Are you accusing me and Master Kenobi of breaking the Jedi Code?”
“What? No! I—I would never! It’s just—“
“You are still very young, Padawan, and have a lot to learn. Be mindful of how you go about asking people questions.”
“Yes, I’m sorry.” She bowed her head at you.
“I will be here mediating if anything is needed.”

You tried to enter your meditative state again, only to be unable to due to what Ahsoka had asked you. What was going on between you and Obi-Wan? You hated to admit that your feelings toward him were becoming more and more inappropriate, according to the Jedi Code. But Obi-Wan couldn’t possibly feel the same way. He was so driven by the Code, so honorable. He would never break it, even for you. Obi-Wan was just worried about you all the time, right? You sighed, annoyed at how hard it was for you and try to find peace in the Force.

You sat in that chair for a little bit longer before standing up and pacing around. You could sense Ahsoka and Commander Rex watching you from the edge of the room. You didn’t care, you just need to try and find some peace. You were in the middle of turning around to pace back to the other side when you felt a warning from the Force. You froze in place, trying to decipher it. Ahsoka could tell that you were feeling something.

“What is it?” She stepped forward and asked.
“Something’s wrong,” you breathed out. You closed your eyes and reached out to Obi-Wan. Upon finding his signature, your brows furrowed. “That can’t be right… Obi-Wan is unconscious.”
“What? How do you know that?”
“I think…” You used your bond to search deeper. “I think they’ve been drugged.” You spoke out into the bond. “Obi-Wan… Obi-Wan…” Nothing.
“General L/N,” a clone trooper called. “The Senator and Representative’s ship just passed us.”
“Why? I’m supposed to escort them.”
“Perhaps they believe you are already on the planet.”
“Great. Ahsoka, you make sure to stay here in case anyone tries to communicate. I’m going down to deal with the ransom and find out what’s going on. Commander Rex, let them know I’m on my way.”
“Yes, ma’am.”

You ran off toward the hanger. Jumping into your starfighter, you hurried and flew off toward Florrum. You quickly got to a place where you could see the ship carrying the ransom. There was no relief though when you noticed a pirate ship come from behind them and begin shooting. You patched into the Republican’s ship comms.

“This is General Y/N L/N,” you called in. “I’m behind the pirate’s ship. Keep evading their shots, I’m going to try and shoot the ship down.”
“Yes, General,” a clone replied.

As you tried to hit the enemy ship, they sent missiles at the Republic ship, successfully hitting it. You kept trying to hit the pirate ship but was distracted when the Republic ship when in for a crash landing. The pirate ship flew away, forcing you to land and see if anyone was injured. You jumped out of your ship and ran over, seeing the wreckage.

“Senator Kharrus!” You yelled. “Jar-Jar!”
“Mesa here!” Jar-Jar responded.
You ran toward the blast opening on the ship. “Thank goodness. Where’s the Senator?”
“Mesa no see a Senator Kharrus.”
“How many are dead?”
“The pilots are dead!” A trooper announced from where the pilots were.
“Over here!” Another trooper called from the back of the ship. “I found the Senator.”

Your group turned to see the Senator in an awkward position. You could immediately sense that he was gone.

“Oh, no. He can’t be dead,” Jar-Jar said.
“We’ve got to figure out a way to contact Coruscant,” the head trooper said.
“Use my ship,” you offered. “Ahsoka and Commander Rex are awaiting news and will send immediate reinforcements.” You headed off the wreckage.
“Where is yousa going?” Jar-Jar asked.
“To find out why we were betrayed.”
“Little star…” You heard Obi-Wan’s voice in your head. You froze.
“Obi-Wan, are you okay?”
“Anakin and I were drugged. You are now bound to Count Dooku. We are working on our escape.”
“This whole thing was a set up. The Republic ship was shot down. The Senator is dead.”
“Stay with the wreckage. The pirates will be back to get the spice.”
“You’re right. I will deal with the problem here and then I’m coming to help you.”
“Get them to the star cruiser first.”

You turned around to see a clone carrying the Senator’s body. Jar-Jar and the clones had decided to bury the body. Your comlink buzzed on your wrist, you had accidentally forgotten about it.

“Yes?” You answered.
“Y/N!” Ahsoka's voice came through. “Are you alright?”
“I’m fine, but the Senator’s dead. I need you to bring a group of clones down quickly. I have a feeling the pirates will be back for the spice.”
“We will be down there as soon as we can.”
You turned to the commander as Ahsoka hung up. “Do you have a name?”
“Commander Stone,” the clone answered.
“Well, Stone, we need to use my ship to get a hold of Coruscant and hopefully detect when the pirates come back. Commander Ahsoka and Commander Rex will be here as soon as they can with a ship to get us out of here.”
“Yes, General.”

You went over and helped with the burying of the Senator. Jar-Jar took the Senator’s staff and plunged it into the pile of rocks covering the body.

“Yousa find rest, Senator,” he said. “Thosen with good in their heart, always passen too soon.” The geysers around the field began spitting moisture out. “We be missing you, Senator.”
“Ow,” you muttered, as something stung your arm. You looked down to see something eating away at your clothing.
“This place is dangerous,” the clone near you and Jar-Jar stated. “Those geysers are spitting out acid.” You noticed the acid was eating away at the trooper's armor.
“Get back to the wreckage for cover.”

Your order was quickly obeyed. You looked to your ship, where a clone was climbing in to send a transmission, when a geyser suddenly erupted beneath it, exploding it.

“Blast!” You exclaimed. Suddenly, you heard engines rumbling, quickly coming closer.
“Whatsa that?” Jar-Jar asked.
“You think this is trouble?” One of the clones asked.
“They could be the ones we’re supposed to deliver the ransom to,” Stone replied.
“I don’t think so,” you said, having a bad feeling in the Force. “I believe they are the ones to have shot us down.”

The Weequayans were approaching on speeders. As soon as you were in their line of sight, they began shooting at you.

“The General’s right!” Stone exclaimed. “Form a circle around the Representative!”

You ignited your lightsaber, using it to block the oncoming shots. Jar-Jar ran around frantically as the Weequayans circled around you. You jumped onto one of their speeders, cutting the front off before backflipping onto the next one.

“There’s not enough cover out here!” A clone shouted. “They’re cutting us off from the shuttle!”

A few of the speeders stopped, allowing the Weequayans to jump off and begin attacking by ground.

“We have got to regroup!” Stone said.

You took off two more speeders before one of the Weequayans through two bombs at your group of clones and Jar-Jar. You were tossed from the speeder, rolling to a harsh stop on the ground.

“Go without me, Commander!” You ordered. “I’ll hold them off!”

You jumped back up and began fighting again. You knew that you were outnumbered, but you had to give them a chance. All too soon, you were surrounded, guns drawn on you.

“Roll the saber over to me, Jedi,” one of them instructed. You did as you were instructed. “Now, hands behind your head and get down on your knees.”
“I can only assume that your group is not working with Hondo,” you said as you got down on your knees and placed your hands behind your head.
“You’d be correct.” A group of them came up behind you, pressing their blasters into you.
“Should we look for the clones in the crater?” One of the Weequayans asked the one that kept talking to you.
“No. Once that geyser goes off, they’re broiled. Get her tied up and on a speeder. The rest of you get the spice!”

Two Weequayans harshly grabbed you as another pulled your hands to your lower back and put electric bindings around your wrists. You could only hope that Ahsoka and Rex would get here before the clones and Jar-Jar were broiled. The Weequayans shoved you up and over to one of the speeders, connecting you to it.

Once the spice was loaded onto the other speeders, you were off. You didn’t know how close you were to the pirate base before the clones and Jar-Jar had caught up on the beasts that were out in the field. They shot, trying to miss you, as they aimed for the spice. A few of the speeders went down, including the spice. The speeder you were on sped away faster. At least they got the spice, you thought to yourself. When you arrived at the pirate stronghold, a muffle was quickly placed over your mouth.

“Can’t have you saying anything I don’t want to be said,” the Weequayan commented with a chuckle.

The Weequayan pulled you off the speeder and gripped your arm roughly. He dragged you down to the main room with a gun pointed at your side. You could feel Obi-Wan’s presence here, so you knew that it was only a matter of time until he reached out to ask why you were here. The Weequayan stopped behind a chair of whom you could only determine as Hondo.

“Captain?” The Weequayan called.
“Well, Turk, did the Republic arrive with my spice?” Hondo asked.
“The Republic deceived us! They didn’t send a ransom. They sent an army! They ambushed us in Doshar Field. I was able to bring back this prisoner. I suggest we counterattack with tanks.”
Hondo turned around. “Where are your men?”
“I was the only survivor. I think they will attack us to try and free the Jedi. That is why they sent another Jedi.” He shook your arm to prove a point.
Hondo groaned. “I wanted them. I didn’t want to torture anyone. But now, even in a galaxy at war, you hope to find some honor.”
“Let me take our tanks. I’ll make them pay.”
“Go. Stop them before they reach the compound.” Hondo took a hold of your arm. “I will deal with the Jedi.”
“Yes, Captain.” Turk rushed off.
“Get the other two Jedi out here! They have a visitor.”

A group of Weequay rushed out to go grab Anakin and Obi-Wan. While they did that, you were shoved into a large chair at the center of the room and bound. Obi-Wan and Anakin were brought in and led to the end of the room that you were facing.

“Y/N,” they both gasped.
Obi-Wan quickly noticed the muffle enabling you to speak. “Little star,” he said through the Force, “are you alright?”
“Hondo has a group of men that are working against us all, including him,” you replied. “Hondo has no idea.”
“That didn’t answer my question.”
“I’m fine, Obi-Wan.”

Obi-Wan and Anakin were hung by the cuffs on their wrists in the room. Obi-Wan decided to play dumb, trying to see what Hondo believed had happened.

“I take it the Republic didn’t arrive with the ransom,” Obi-Wan stated.
“Your Republic obviously doesn’t want the Sith Lord,” Hondo said.
“They didn’t show?”
“Oh, oh, they did… they did show, with a huge army that they thought would be enough to get the better of me, Hondo!” You rapidly shook your head, trying to indicate that that wasn’t true.
“That can’t be right,” Anakin said, completely clueless as to the truth.
“Are you calling me a liar?”
“Uh, isn’t that kind of what you do for a living?”
“You reject my hospitality, refuse to wait in your cell, and now you’re going to insult me?”
“I’m just saying—“
“Anakin,” Obi-Wan tried to reprimand.
“What? He is a pirate.”
“Yes, but this may not be the best time for you to speak.”
“But you—“
“At all, Anakin!”

Hondo pulled out a remote from his coat and pressed the single button on it. Obi-Wan and Anakin began to get electrocuted. They groaned in pain. You tried to yell out for them but weren’t able to. You could feel the pain from Obi-Wan, tears filling your eyes. The Weequayans around the room watched as the two Jedi hung and writhed in pain, yelling and cheering it along. Hondo turned towards you.

“Don’t think I haven’t forgotten about you,” he said.

He pulled out another remote and pressed its button. The whole chair shot out electricity. You writhed in pain. You tried to scream, but it was muffled.

“No!” Obi-Wan cried out. He could feel your pain with his now, just as you could. It was overwhelming but he wasn’t willing to close off the bond. “She didn’t do anything!”
“She’s the one that brought the army!” Hondo retorted.

Hondo turned up the electricity in your chair. Suddenly, the power cut, darkening the room and freeing you from the torture. You slumped in your chair, heaving breaths. You now could feel the pain from the rocks falling on you on top of this torture. Obi-Wan and Anakin were dropped from their hanging positions due to the power outage.

“What happened to the power?!” Hondo asked. “I was having fun!”

Obi-Wan and Anakin quickly summoned their sabers from the belts of two Weequayans and cut themselves free. Anakin quickly grabbed Hondo and held his saber to the pirate’s throat as the rest of the Weequayans surrounded them. Obi-Wan noticed your saber and summoned it to him as well. They slowly backed up toward you. With his saber still out, Obi-Wan grabbed you and pulled you into him. He could feel the pain you were feeling still and knew that he needed to get you out of here.

“What chance do you really have, Jedi?” Hondo asked. “Now, let me go, and I might let you live.”
“Approach us, and he dies,” Anakin warned.

Engines were heard coming closer. You all turned to see Weequayan tanks slowly coming to a stop.

“Looks like your forces were destroyed, Jedi,” Hondo said.
Jar-Jar suddenly appeared atop one of the tanks. “Ani! Obi!” He called. “Y/N/N!”
“Jar-Jar?” Anakin questioned.
“Mesa have arrived with the spicen.”
“Excellent, Jar-Jar,” Obi-Wan praised. “Assuming the pirates still have Count Dooku to trade.” A ship then flew from outside the hanger and off the planet.
“Well, that answers that question,” Anakin said, still threatening Hondo. You backed up toward an open ship.
“Commander, start the engines, please.” Commander Stone ran up the ramp.
“So what now, Jedi?” Hondo wondered. “You’re going to arrest me, eh?”
“No.” Obi-Wan put away his saber. “Anakin, release him.”
“What?” Anakin questioned.
“Captain, you have nothing we want. And since we’re not prisoners anymore, you have no bargaining power. Let’s leave on even terms.” Obi-Wan began helping you up the ramp.
“Jedi, after everything, you’re just going to walk away?” Hondo asked.
Obi-Wan turned back. “We have no quarrel with you and we seek no revenge.”
“Indeed. Very honorable, Master Jedi.”
“Captain, you will find that Count Dooku does not share our sense of honor. And he knows where you live.”

Obi-Wan finished helping you into the ship. He got you in a seat and quickly took the muffle from your mouth.

“Are you alright, little star?” Obi-Wan asked. “You’ve had quite the last few days.”
“I’m good,” you responded as he took your bindings from your wrists. “Tired, and glad to see you and Ani in one piece.”
“General L/N,” Commander Stone called. “I thought that Commander Rex and Commander Tano were supposed to meet us?”
“I am honestly grateful they didn’t, or Hondo would have been right and I did bring an army.”
“Here is your saber back,” Obi-Wan said, placing it on your belt for you.
“Thank you, Obi.”
“Try not to lose it again.” Obi-Wan moved to sit beside you.
“I do not lose it as nearly as much as Anakin does.”
“Hey!” Anakin exclaimed.
“Quite right,” Obi-Wan chuckled.

~~~

Back on the star cruiser, Ahsoka and Rex explained how they ran into a few snags along the way to help you. You told them it was better off that they hadn’t, before heading to get some rest. You were almost to one of the small bedrooms when Obi-Wan appeared beside you.

“I did want to thank you for coming to our rescue,” he said.
“Anytime,” you responded with a smile. “It’s kinda in the job description as a Jedi and a General.”
“Well, yes, but still.” You stopped in front of a door, causing him to stop too. “Are you sure that you’ll be alright?”
“Obi-Wan, how many times must you ask me that?”
“I don’t believe any of your answers since you lied about that shot to your hip.”
“Okay, okay, makes sense. But can’t you… can’t you sense that I’m alright?”
“I can… but I also sense that you’re tired, which can mean a multitude of different things.”
“In this case, it just means I’m tired, Obi, don’t worry too much.” You leaned in and kissed his bearded cheek. “I’m going to get some rest now.” You backed into the door.
“Right…” Obi-Wan was at a loss for words. The spot where you had kissed him was burning, but not in any sort of bad way. “Are you planning on leaving after this?”
“I won’t leave without saying goodbye, don’t you worry Obi.”

Chapter Text

“We almost done here, Commander Crak?” You shouted as you destroyed another battle droid with your lightsaber.
“I believe so, General!” Crak responded.
“Good cause I think you’re getting a little tired!”
“I was going to say the same thing about you!”

You laughed before you jumped onto the last battle droid tank. Using your lightsaber, you cut a circle out and fell into the tank. You quickly took out the droids in the tank while the rest of your battalion finished off the droids outside. When you hopped out of the tank, you placed your saber back on your belt.

“Looks like our job here is done, boys,” you stated. You looked up to see a ship lowering to come and pick you and your battalion up. “Just in time.”

As you jumped off the tank, you felt a familiar pull of the Force. Your brows furrowed as the Force signature happily danced with yours. A smile grew across your lips.

“A reason to smile, General?” Crak said as he pulled his helmet off and got onto the ship.
“Possibly,” you replied, stepping onto the ship beside him.
He eyed you suspiciously. “Care to elaborate?”
You shrugged. “Maybe some other time.”

You tried to contain your excitement as the ship flew closer to your star cruiser. The signature that was dancing with yours grew stronger. The ship landed in the hangar and you were then able to see Obi-Wan waiting for you. A small smile was on his face as he stood with his arms crossed over his chest. You quickly walked off the ship and headed for him.

“What are you doing here?” You wondered. You had to force your arms at your side as they longed to hug the man in front of you. Going weeks without seeing Obi-Wan was really being to take its tool on you.
“The Council has asked me to ask for your help,” Obi-Wan responded.
“And here I thought it was a friendly visit.”
“I wish it was.”
“The Council couldn’t have just told me what I was needed for with a transmission?” You began to lead the way out of the hangar.
“Anakin and I were already close by and your star cruiser was on the way to Naboo.”
“Naboo? What’s going on with Naboo?”
“Senator Amidala believes that the Separatists are readying for another attack on Naboo. The Council has asked us to go investigate.”
“Where is Anakin?”
“He and Ahsoka are on the ship we arrived here in.”
“Awesome. Let me just tell my men—“
“I already have. We are ready to go when you are.”
“Wouldn’t wake to keep everyone waiting on me.” You changed direction toward the ship.
“How have you been? Keeping safe?”
“Don’t worry, Obi, I haven’t had any near-death experiences without you around to worry.”
“I don’t know how that makes me feel, little star. Should I be honored or stay away from you more?”
Your heart sunk. “Stay away more?”
Obi-Wan could feel the shift in you. “I didn’t mean more. That came out wrong. I meant—“
“Y/N!” Ahsoka interrupted. She came rushing over and hugged you. “I’m so glad you get to join us.”
“As am I,” you replied, hugging her back.
“Let’s go, guys!” Anakin shouted from the cockpit.
You pulled away from Ahsoka and headed to the cockpit. “Oh yes, wouldn’t want to keep Senator Amidala waiting longer than necessary.”
“Shut up.”

You laughed as you sat back in one of the passenger seats. Obi-Wan glanced your way as he sat in the seat beside Anakin. You could sense that Obi-Wan was feeling off, but you didn’t feel like you could press it at the moment.

“We are ready to fly, Skyguy,” Ahsoka said.
“Skyguy?” You repeated.
“Thank you, Snips,” Anakin responded.
“Snips?”
“Nicknames, Y/N. They are nicknames.”
“I got that, just a little confused at where they came from.”
“Had to be there, sis. And we are outta here.”

Anakin flew the ship out of your star cruiser and quickly entered hyperspace.

~~~

If you ever left the Jedi Order, you were sure that you would end up on Naboo. It was so incredibly breathtaking, the vibrant greens and blues of the land. Obi-Wan tried not to be obvious as he watched you staring out the window as the ship flew toward the capital city of Theed. He loved how you seemed lighter just by seeing the planet. He could feel how you wished to run around the fields and swim in the lakes. He longed to allow you to do that.

The ship landed in the main hangar that you had fought for your life in a little more than ten years ago. The memories came flooding back, causing you to stay put. Obi-Wan could tell that something was up. He walked over and placed a gentle hand on the small of your back.

“Little star,” he said softly, “what’s going on?”
“The last time I was on Naboo. I was nine… I had just learned that what I was able to do had to do with the Force…” you were speaking so quietly, that only Obi-Wan could hear you. You stared out at the hangar, lost in the memories. “Qui-Gon died… so much has changed.” You turned toward Obi-Wan, barely any space between the two of you.
“Is that a good thing or a bad thing?”
“Both.”

You glanced at his lips briefly, fighting everything in you to not kiss him. As you stood there, staring into Obi-Wan’s eyes, you realized that you had broken the Jedi Code. You were falling in love with the man in front of you. Even with the long separations and the age gap. None of that matter to you. You were falling in love with Jedi Master Obi-Wan Kenobi.

“You guys coming?” Ahsoka asked, peeking her head back in the cockpit.
You cleared your throat as you and Obi-Wan both stepped away from each other. “Yes,” you replied. “Let’s go.” You quickly followed Ahsoka out of the cockpit.

Obi-Wan stayed put, watching you leave. He didn’t know how to explain what had just happened. He felt something deep in your bond, but he couldn’t put a finger on it. Or, was it too scared to admit the reality of what it was? He pulled himself from his spiraling thoughts and hurried out to the ramp. Obi-Wan, you, Anakin, Ahsoka, and R2 were greeted by Captain Typho, C3PO, and a female Gungan.

“General Kenobi, Anakin, Y/N,” Captain Typho said as he rushed up to you. “We’re so glad—“
“Where’s Senator Amidala?” Anakin asked quickly.
“She went to look for the lab.”
“And you let her go?”
“Senator Padme can be very hard to stop once she has made up her mind,” C3PO said.
“Good point. I know what you mean.”
Captain Typho pointed to the Gungan. “This is Peppi Bow. She was the last person to see them. Padme sent her here to safety.”
“Theysa looking for the sick-maker,” Peppi told your group.
“They?” Obi-Wan questioned.
“Representative Binks was with her,” Captain Typho explained. R2 beeped.
Anakin turned to Ahsoka. “Go with the Gungan,” he ordered. “See if you can find them.”
“You’ve got it, Master,” Ahsoka responded, going off with Peppi.
“Why didn’t you send someone to look for them?” Anakin’s concern for the Senator wasn’t unusual, but this felt different to you.
“Considering the latest developments, we thought it was best to wait for you,” Typho said.
“What latest developments?” Obi-Wan asked.

~~~

The Captain took your group to the command center in the Palace. At the center of the holo table, lay a head of a battle droid.

“We did a robo-lobotomy on the battle droids,” Typho explained, “and came up with this piece of memory.” He pressed a button and a hologram of a man appeared.
“Who is that?” Asked Obi-Wan.
“Dr. Nuevo Vindi, the senior medic for the Perma families. He disappeared ten years ago.”
“Good news, my soulless automaton friends,” the hologram began. “We now have enough of the blue shadow virus to start filling the bombs.”
“Did he just say bombs?” You questioned.
“We will only need to send one bomb to each key star system. Work quickly. I want them ready to deliver—“ The hologram cut off.
“If those bombs get delivered, we’ll be facing a galaxy-wide plague,” Obi-Wan stated. “The war will be the least of our worries.”
“There is some good news,” Typho said, pulling up a holographic map. “Senator Amidala found the lab. She sent us the coordinates before she disappeared. We’ve managed to get a geo scan of the area.”
“It’s enormous.”
“It looks like there are three entry points. Here, here, and here.” As Typho pointed each entry on the map out, they glowed red. “This appears to be the main lab.”
“And the bombs?” You asked.
“There seems to be an above-average amount of radiation in this area.” Another spot on the map went red. “It’s likely where they’re being assembled.”
Obi-Wan’s hand came up to rub his beard as he began to think aloud, “If Padme has alerted them to our presence in any way—“
“If Padme’s in here, and then we go in guns a-blazin’, she may get killed,” Anakin stated.
“It is a risk we have to take. Doctor Vindi and those bombs must not leave the lab.”
“And if they or we detonate one during the attack?”
“It is better to have one planet infected, Ani, than the entire galaxy,” you admitted.

~~~

After the debrief with Captain Typho, you, Anakin, and Obi-Wan found yourselves waiting to hear from Ahsoka in the hangar. Obi-Wan sat on crates while Anakin paced and you stood, looking out at Naboo. Your stance was a meditative one like Anakin often held, but you still listened to the conversation behind you.

“Where are they?” Anakin wondered, full of worry.
“Patience,” Obi-Wan said. “They’ll be here in a moment. You seem a bit on edge.”
“There’s a good chance we’re about to destroy all life on this planet, including ours and the Senator’s. So yes, I’m a bit on edge. Why aren’t you?”
“I’m better at hiding it,” Obi-Wan smirked. He was sure though, that if this situation got any worse with you here, he wouldn’t be so good at hiding it.
“Master,” Ahsoka called through Anakin’s comlink, “are you there?”
“Did you find her?” Anakin asked, clearly not caring about anything else other than Padme.
“Negative. I’m pretty sure she’s inside the lab. The whole area is wired with pressure sensors. There’s no way to get in without being detected. But I’m more than happy to—“
“Do not attempt to get inside,” Obi-Wan ordered, standing up from his spot on the crates. He pressed a button on Anakin’s wrist that would project the hologram map of the lab for Ahsoka. “I need you to detonate a bunker bomb at the south end of the facility. It should cause a nice distraction and small of the bomb area while we come in through the hatches.”
“You can count on me.”
“Rex and his men will be right behind you, Snips,” Anakin added. “They’ll have your back.” The transmission ended as three ships full of clones came into the hangar. “Come on, we’d better hurry.”
“Padme may be lost, Anakin,” Obi-Wan tried to warn his former Padawan as they headed for a ship. “Don’t risk the mission trying to rescue her. I’ll take care of the bombs, you focus on the doctor.”
“I know what’s at stake here.”

Anakin got onto one of the ships and flew off. Obi-Wan then noticed your lack of movements.

“Little star?” He called, coming over to you.
“We can’t lose this planet, Obi,” you whispered. “I know what I said earlier, but this planet—“
“We will do everything in our power not to, I promise you that.”
“Yet you just told Anakin that Padme might be lost.”
“She very well could be.”
You shook your head. “I would have felt it if she was… she is fine, for now.” You turned and faced him, noticing the war in his eyes and signature. “No. You do not get to try and bench me again. I fear that you are beginning to act like how Anakin does with Padme.”
“I am not.”
“You cannot fool me, Obi-Wan. I am fighting by your side whether we live or die today. Understood?”
Obi-Wan nodded slowly. “Understood.”

~~~

After your ship had blown a hole in the lab, you and Obi-Wan jumped down from the ship into the new hole. On your way, you both ignited your lightsabers, readying yourself for an attack. There were no droids to be found yet as you slowly made your way down the hall with clones behind you.

“It seems that Ahsoka’s distraction is working,” Obi-Wan stated.
“Was it you who asked the Council to assign him a Padawan?” You asked.
“Possibly.” The man shrugged.
“They are a perfect fit.”
“A reckless fit, more like it.”
“Sounds very similar to the stories of you and Anakin. And, in my experience, you both still are reckless.” You paused, feeling Ahsoka’s signature below you. “Here.”

You and Obi-Wan cut a circle in the flooring, dropping down onto the next level. You landed on top of two rolling battle droids that were attacking Ahsoka and her group of clones. The clones with you dropped down beside you.

“Need some help?” Obi-Wan asked.
“So good to see you, Master Kenobi, Y/N,” Ahsoka responded. The three of you began running down the hall, leading the way.
“Things are going well. The lab is secure and hopefully, Anakin has reached Padme by now.”

You reached an intersection where droids were waiting. You quickly, and quite literally, jumped into action. Using the Force and your lightsaber, you easily took out the three battle droids by yourself. Obi-Wan couldn’t help but gawk at how easy you made it look. Another round of droids entered the hallway.

“I’ll get the bombs!” Obi-Wan stated, running down the hallway behind you with a few clones.
“We’ll keep the droids occupied!” You yelled back as you and Ahsoka began working together.

The two of you defeated the droids and began running back down the hall.

“Y/N!” Anakin called over the comlink. “We’ve got another situation. Send all the clones to search the facility. We’ve got a missing—“
You suddenly rammed into Anakin, falling back into a clone. “Anakin?” You questioned. You were grateful to see Padme and Jar-Jar with him.
“We’ve got a missing bomb and a trigger-happy mad doctor on the loose.”
“Missing bomb?” Padme repeated. “I saw Doctor Vindi give a little droid a bomb.”
“You guys split up. Find that droid.” Anakin and his group of clones ran down one hallway.
“You heard him,” Ahsoka said. “Let’s move!” Ahsoka and her group of clones ran down another hallway, leaving you, Padme, and Jar-Jar there.
“My clones always miss all the action,” you muttered. You faced the Senator and Representative. “You two stay close to me. This was supposed to be Anakin’s job but, of course, I got stuck with it.”
“I am very grateful that you joined Anakin and Obi-Wan on this mission, Y/N,” Padme said. “When I asked for Obi-Wan and Anakin, I had hoped they would drag you along too.”
“The Council sent Obi-Wan for me. I don’t think they trust those two alone anymore.”
Padme giggled. “I don’t think I would either.”

You led the group down a different hallway. You passed an open entrance but quickly halted your steps after feeling a push from the Force to go in.

“Something smells good in here,” Jar-Jar stated, entering the room before you. There were little trees planted in rows. You and Padme surveyed the room as you walked into it.
“Hey, there, little guy,” Padme said, pulling your attention to what she was doing. She had found the robot hiding under one of the tables. She crouched down to meet its height. “How about you hand that over to me?”
“Wah!” The droid exclaimed, jumping out and scaring Padme and Jar-Jar.

You quickly tripped the droid, causing the bomb to fling up from its hold. You caught the bomb easily as the droid ran away.

“Ahsoka,” you called over the comlink. “We’ve found the last bomb. I need a bomb squad here as soon as possible.”
“On it!” Ahsoka responded.

Rex, Ahsoka, and two clones quickly arrived and took the bomb from you. Carefully, one of the clones deactivated it.

“Deactivated,” the clone stated, looking back at the group. “Plenty of time to spare.”
“Plenty of…” Jar-Jar trailed off as he fainted.
“Y/N, are you there?” Anakin’s voice rang through your comlink.
“I’m here, Ani,” you replied. “The bomb has been deactivated. Did you find Vindi?”
“Deactivated as well. Have you seen Padme?”
You rolled your eyes. “She’s right next to me. I’m okay, too. Thanks for asking.”

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“Okay, troopers, let’s spread out and start to clean up,” you ordered. “Be careful, we don’t know if anything else down here is poisonous.”

You left the group and began doing your own sweep of the area. You hadn’t been gone long when an alarm, signaling a virus leak, had gone off. You started running for the safe room. You got there just as Ahsoka, Rex, and a group of clones did.

“Hurry! The doors are closing!” Rex shouted.
“Don’t worry,” you said. You held your arms up and used the Force to keep the doors open. “Get inside, Rex.” He and the other clones obeyed as the virus came rushing up behind you. “You to Ahsoka!” She jumped through the gap you were holding between the doors.
“Get in here, Y/N!” Ahsoka yelled after you.

You ran, letting go of the doors and barely making it through them. Obi-Wan’s voice quickly sounded from your comlink as Anakin’s did on Ahsoka’s.

“Y/N! Are you alright?” He asked, worry seeping into your bond. “What’s going on down there?”
“The virus was released but we managed to seal the lab,” you explained. “The remaining droids are going to try and break out. We have to stop them.”
“Do not leave that room, Y/N! It’s too dangerous.”
“I will do what I must to save our people and this planet, Obi-Wan. This virus cannot escape.”

There was the Council’s Chosen One speaking and Obi-Wan hated it. He sighed, hearing Padme tell Anakin the same thing you told him.

“Be safe,” he relented.
“Aren’t I always?” You responded teasingly, trying so bad to ease the worry from Obi-Wan. “You be careful as well.”

You ended the transmission and looked around the room. One of the clones was at a control center along the wall, trying to do something. As you continued to study the area, you noticed a small larger of smoke. You knew then that the virus had made it into the room.

“Oh, no, no, no!” The clone near the screen exclaimed. “Some of the virus got in here. We didn’t close the door fast enough.”
“We may be dead mean, but we could still stop those droids,” Rex stated.
“Don’t worry,” Ahsoka said. “My Master will find a cure for this virus. We’re not dead yet.”
“Is anyone out there?” Padme’s voice filled the comlink. “Can anyone hear—“
“Padme,” you interrupted, answering her call. “We’re trapped in the safe room at the end of complex B.”
“We’ll be right there. Are you contaminated?”
Suddenly two of the clones began coughing. You sighed. “I’m afraid so.”

~~~

Obi-Wan needed to keep his composure and not react as Anakin was. He had to keep telling Anakin that you, Ahsoka, and Padme would be fine, but he was saying it mainly to convince himself. Captain Typho informed the Jedi of a root that may hold the answer to a cure. Obi-Wan and Anakin believed that they needed to go and immediately get it. They were currently on their way to the planet now.

As Anakin did a majority of the piloting, Obi-Wan tried to center himself. He feared that the longer it took them to get the root back to Naboo, the more likely he would lose his temper. You were strong, that was certain, but not strong enough to protect yourself and everyone else down there from a virus. He knew that if someone was going to be the first to fall down there, it would be you and it would be because you sacrificed yourself for the sake of everyone else. Obi-Wan couldn’t let that happen. Living without you wasn’t an option, not anymore.

It was strange, these growing feelings towards you screamed that he was breaking the Jedi Code. But they also felt completely natural, like they were meant to be. Obi-Wan realized that he had let his thoughts wander too much and quickly forced himself to concentrate. If he didn’t focus on calming Anakin and getting the root back to Naboo, his feelings for you wouldn’t matter because you would be no more.

~~~

“Padme,” you said over the comms, “where are you?”
“We’re right outside your safety room,” she informed you.
You looked around again, noticing the clones coughing more. “Can you get the door open?”
“Be ready.”

The door opened, revealing Jar-Jar and Padme in protective safety gear. You wished that you could have those suits for your clones and Ahsoka. They didn’t deserve to go down like this.

“I am sorry, Y/N,” Padme said, coming up to you as the doors closed behind her.
“Don’t worry about us, Senator,” you said, gaining your wits. “We still have a job to do.”
“There aren’t very many droids left. We saw some heading toward the south entrance.”
“As long as we’re able, we’ll help you destroy those droids before they breach the compound.”
Rex handed Padme a blaster as she spoke. “You take the north corridor, and we’ll take the south.”

You opened the safety room doors and broke off into your respective groups. You ran down the hallways through the midst of virus, taking out the few droids in your path, as you headed toward the intersection that would allow you to meet up with Padme’s group. You stopped just before the intersection, seeing a group of droids trying to break out. Cutting and shooting the droids down, yours and Padme’s group met in the midst of the fallen droids. You looked up in the tunnel, seeing one last droid.

“Stop!” Rex ordered, aiming at the droid with Padme.
“Don’t open that hatch!” Padme added.
“Ha! Too late!” The droid exclaimed. Rex and Padme began firing, bringing the droid to the ground in pieces.
“There’s going to be more droids trying to break out,” you said. “We need to keep going.”

You led the group, running, down a hallway. It wasn’t long before you ran into those blasted rolling-shield droids. They immediately began firing at you. You and Ahsoka sped forward, each jumping onto one of the droids. You too focused on shutting down the droid to fully understand the commotion that was happening with Jar-Jar and Padme. Once the droids were down, you looked up to see Padme and Jar-Jar on the ground. You could hear Padme’s lose oxygen from here.

“No,” you breathed out.
“Senator!” Ahsoka rushed toward Padme.
“Senator, your suit’s been compromised,” Rex stated.
“I am so sorry.”
Padme took off her helmet. “Don’t blame yourself,” she told Ahsoka. “These things tend to happen in a war zone.”
“Anakin will never forgive me if I let anything happen to you,” you said as you came up to the group. “We might need to find another safe room.”
“But there’s probably another group of droids out there,” Ahsoka argued.
You sighed, sensing she was right. “Then we must go quickly.”

You led the group again, using the Force to guide you to another hatch that a set of droids was trying to break out from.

“There they are!” Ahsoka said as she raced forward with her lightsaber ignited. She quickly, using the Force and her saber, took out the two droids. She leaned forward with a heavy groan, on the ladder.
“Ahsoka!” Padme exclaimed, quickly coming to her side.
“I”m alright.”

You noticed the purple rings under Ahsoka’s eyes as well as the veins on her face beginning to show the effects of the virus. You suspected that your face probably looked similar as you noticed Padme’s matching. You needed to get them someplace safer. As you turned around, you lost your footing, suddenly feeling weak. Rex quickly caught you before you fell.

“Are you alright, General?” He asked.
“I’m not sure,” you responded. “We need to send a transmission to Anakin’s ship.”

Ahsoka handed you her handheld communicator and you set it up on the ladder. You, Ahsoka, and Padme stood in front of it.

“Anakin, Obi-Wan,” you called, “can you hear me?”

Anakin and Obi-Wan’s forms appeared. They were sitting down in their ship. But the transmission was weak, making you unable to communicate back and forth. Ahsoka’s body slightly gave out, causing Padme to hold onto her.

“We destroyed all the battle droids inside the compound,” you said, starting to struggle with breathing. You focused on Obi-Wan’s figure as you spoke. “Naboo is safe from further contamination.” You broke out into a coughing fit. “I repeat… Naboo is safe.” Your knees gave out and Rex quickly caught you again.
“Promise me that no one will ever open this bunker,” Padme pled with Anakin. “Goodbye, Anakin. I—“ The transmission cut off as Padme began coughing.

~~~

Obi-Wan’s eyes kept running over your hologram form. The virus was clearly affecting you, yet you kept trying to hold strong. The moment he saw Rex catch you from collapsing, Obi-Wan inhaled sharply. He tried to reach out with his signature, but he was too far and you were too weak. He and Anakin needed to hurry off this planet and fast before it was too late.

~~~

You led the group to an open lab area, Everyone spread out and sat down, coughing. As you sat down, you felt the Force signature of one of the clones disappear.

“No,” you gasped. Getting up, you wearily found the clone and fell to your knees beside him. You placed your hand on his chest and closed his eyes. “I’m sorry…”
As Padme tried to help another clone, she noticed you. “What a waste,” she said.
“With all due respect, Senator,” Rex said with a sigh, “it’s what these men were born to do.”
“It doesn’t make it right,” you whispered.
“I hope that their sacrifice brings us closer to peace,” Padme said. You stood up and allowed Rex to cover the clone.
“It will, Padme,” Ahsoka said through her coughs. “You must believe that—“
“Ahsoka!” You and Padme shouted as Ahsoka collapsed, unconscious. Rex was able to catch her first.
“Everyone around me, now,” you ordered. “I have an idea. It will only give us a little more time, but it’s better than nothing.”
“What are you planning on doing, General?” Rex asked, still holding Ahsoka.
“I’m going to use the Force to push away the gas. It may take all the strength I have but I—“
“No! You could die,” Padme argued.
“It is better that I die than all of us.” You set a hand on Padme’s shoulder. “I will be okay, Padme. Trust me. Now, everyone, sit down around me.”

They did as you told them. You sat down in the center, crossing your legs. You coughed as you closed your eyes and began meditating in the Force. The Force pushed the virus back against the walls. As you kept the virus away, you knew that you wouldn’t be able to hold back for very long. Your strength was dwindling and fast.

“Obi-Wan…” you called out in the Force, trying to disparately reach him. “Obi...”
“Hang on, little star,” his voice called back. “We’re on our way back with the root…”
“I’m sorry… for everything… please know that I… I tried… And that I… I…”

You didn’t get to finish your thought as you got swept away into the darkness.

~~~

Obi-Wan was just as anxious as Anakin was as they waited for the medical droids to extract you, Ahsoka, Padme, and the others. He had to play it off that he wasn’t though, as he couldn’t show that he had a great attachment to you. No, no, not attachment. As he and Anakin sped through space to get back to Naboo after he had lost contact with you, he realized that what he held for you was much more than a simple attachment. It was love. It was already bad enough that he had broken the Code by forming the attachment, he had gone and fallen in love with you.

As the droids exited the lab, with you and your group on stretchers, Anakin immediately ran to Padme’s side as Obi-Wan raced to yours. You were completely unconscious. Obi-Wan wrapped his signature around your weak one, pulling at it to stay with him.

“What happened down there?” He asked, mostly to himself as he took one of your hands in his.
Rex heard Obi-Wan as he was taken by. “General L/N used the Force to push away the virus,” Rex responded. “It’s probably the only reason the rest of us made it.”
Obi-Wan pressed out a smile. “Of course.” Not caring who saw at the moment, he kissed your gloved hand. “I will be with you once I’ve finished here, my dear.”

As the medical droid began taking you to the ship again, Obi-Wan stood and let his hand slowly part from yours. Unbeknownst to him, as Ahsoka spoke with Anakin, Padme saw the whole interaction. She had a slight suspicion that you and Obi-Wan were forming feelings for each other, this was just proof of that. As she slipped into a sleepy state, she promised herself to pull you aside and talk to you about it.

~~~

Obi-Wan had to clench his fists when he arrived on the star cruiser after the clean-up and had been told that you had been transferred to your own cruiser. He had asked if this was your request, but he was told that you were still unconscious.

“Her cruiser is nearby,” Padme stated, her voice still weak. “If you hurry, you can catch it.”
“I—I don’t—“ Obi-Wan stammered. “I—“
“Go.”

Looking at Padme, Obi-Wan knew that she had somehow figured out his feelings for you. All he could get himself to do in response to her persistence was nod and hurry out of the room. He raced through the halls of the star cruiser, not caring who saw him. Once he arrived in the hangar, he jumped into his starfighter and was quickly out of there. Padme had been right, your cruiser was very close and Obi-Wan was so thankful for that. A curious Commander Crak met the General in the hangar, after noticing the General’s starfighter.

“General Kenobi,” Crak greeted. “What can we do for you?”
Obi-Wan hopped out of his starfighter. “I was told General L/N was brought here,” he said. “Is that right?”
“Yes. The General is in the medical wing. I can lead you there.”
“Thank you.” Obi-Wan followed Crak. “Do you know if she’s woken up?”
“I do not. When she arrived, they had an oxygen mask over her face.” Obi-Wan nodded. “If I know the General enough, and I believe I do sir, she will push through and be fine.”
“Yes, I simply came to check on her for the Jedi Council.” The two arrived outside of the medical wing. “Thank you for escorting me but I believe that I can handle it from here.”
“Of course, sir. Please let me know if there’s anything I can do for you or General L/N.”

Crak bowed slightly before he walked off. Obi-Wan breathed deeply as he faced the door. Stepping forward, the sliding doors opened for him. His eyes immediately found your form lying on one of the beds as a medical droid worked over you. Your eyes were closed, making you look so peaceful. As he furthered himself into the room, Obi-Wan felt your signature wash over him. It danced with his, almost like you were happy he was here. Your head turned toward him before your eyes opened.

“Obi,” you breathed out.
“Hello, little star,” he said with a smile as he came up to your bedside. “How are you feeling?”
“Tired, but happy to be alive.”
“I’m glad to see you alive…” Obi-Wan had no control over his hand as his fingers took hold of a few of yours, “you had me extremely worried.”
Your fingers clung onto Obi-Wan’s. “I know, and I’m sorry for that.”
“Don’t apologize for doing your job. Rex told me what you did down there. That could have killed you.”
“I did what I had to. Is everyone else okay?”
“Thanks to you.” He could feel how tired you were and how your body longed to rest. “You need your sleep.”
“Will you stay?”

Obi-Wan could never say no when you asked that question. It meant you wanted him there, even if he believed it wasn’t as much as he wanted to be there.

“Of course,” he replied. He used the Force to pull a chair over and sat down. He let go of your fingers and changed so that he was holding your hand instead. “I’ll be right here.”

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It had been months since you had been at the Jedi Temple. You couldn’t help but smile as you practically skipped through the halls. You were home and it felt nice. As you turned a corner, Master Yoda caught sight of you. He couldn’t help but smile, feeling the light from your Force as it filled the Jedi Temple once again. Even in the harshness of war, you were able to keep that light. It gave the old Master hope, even with the darkness growing and ever looming over everything.

“My Padawan,” Yoda said, coming closer to you. “Returned, I see.”
“Master Yoda,” you smiled as you bowed.
“Good to see you back, it is. Your light is welcoming.”
“It is good to be back. It has been too long.”
“Where were you off to?”
“I have just been walking around the halls, enjoying being back.”
“Come.” Yoda began walking away. “Teach the younglings with me, you shall.”
You laughed as you followed your Master. “Yes, Master.”

~~~

Obi-Wan could feel your signature flowing through the Temple as he entered it. He had gotten off his ship exhausted and worn down, but the feeling of your signature lifted some of the weight off of him. Various Jedi greeted him as he swiftly walked down the halls of the Temple. He tried not to be rude as he mumbled greetings back as he passed them. He was focused on finding you. It had been almost two months since he left you on your star cruiser after making sure you would make a full recovery from the blue shadow virus. These long stretches of time that spread between your meetings were surely going to kill him one of these days. That day just wouldn’t be today.

It was your laughter than caused Obi-Wan to stumble to a stop. His head cranked toward the beautiful sound again. You were in an open instruction room. Yoda was on one of his hover seats as he watched you interact with the younglings. Each of them had their black-out helmets and a practice lightsaber. You were laughing at something one of them had said, before kindly correcting the youngling. A smile crossed his features as he watched you with a loving gaze. He was smitten by your beauty, strength, and light. Even in the darkness of the war, you had light. You were the light.

As you helped a youngling fix their stance, you could feel a familiar pair of eyes on you. You had felt his signature the moment he landed and tried not to be surprised that he had sought you out almost immediately. Looking up, you smiled at him, sending him a small wave. You were sure you were imagining the red tint to his cheeks as he waved back. You turned your focus back onto the younglings, still feeling his eyes watch your every move.

You knew you had to be careful with your thoughts due to Master Yoda being so near. So you tried to pull your complete focus on the younglings that you were teaching. Yoda though, ever the wise Master, had felt your and Obi-Wan’s signatures grow in power and light as Obi-Wan had neared. The Jedi Master grew curious. He had warned the two of you about how your bond could be dangerous and you two also often found yourself on different assignments across the galaxy from each other. Yet, your bond was growing, and it wasn’t toward the darkness like he had feared it might. This gave Yoda something to meditate on.

“Younglings! Younglings!” Yoda called, bringing the attention to him. “Enough lessons today.”
“Thank you, Master Yoda,” the younglings said in unison with a bow.
“Thank your teacher, you must.
The group turned to you and bowed. “Thank you, Master Y/N.”
“You are very welcome, my younglings,” you smiled. “Now, as you leave, please put your training equipment away neatly.”

The younglings bowed again before heading out, putting their things away as you had instructed. Obi-Wan walked over to the room.

“I see Master Yoda has you working,” Obi-Wan commented.
“A great teacher, my Padawan is,” Yoda responded. “Much these younglings can learn from her.”
“Thank you, Master,” you said. “I am honored that you believe that.”
“Leave you, I must. Something to meditate about, I have.”

You and Obi-Wan bowed your heads as Yoda used his hover seat to leave. You then gave Obi-Wan your full attention. Your smile faltered a bit at the weight in his eyes, causing your hand to come up and rest against his cheek. He couldn’t help but lean into your touch.

“Something is weighing you down,” you stated.
“How do you know?” He asked, already knowing that there was a variety of answers you could give that would all be correct.
“Your eyes.” You absentmindedly rubbed your thumb against his cheek.
“It’s this war… I’ve lost so many clones already and there is no end in sight.”

You sighed, nodding in understanding. You felt the same way. Clones were supposed to be thought of as weapons, easily thrown away, but you couldn’t do that. The clones in your battalion had become your friends. Each loss took a personal toll on you, even when you tried to make it not.

“What can I do to help you, Obi?” You asked softly.
“Have dinner with me.” Obi-Wan almost fainted right there. He had no idea where that came from. Seeing the surprise in your eyes, he needed to quickly come up with an excuse as to why he had said that. “I… I mean—well— I told you that I would take you to diners more often, so I am fulfilling my promise.”
“Yes… right…” Your hand slowly came back down to your side. You had slightly hoped that it was more than just a promise, but this would just have to do. “Would you like to go now?”
“If you don’t have any other plans, of course.”
You shook your head. “Not at all.”

~~~

You let Obi-Wan take the lead, having no idea where any good diners were located. Obi-Wan loved the curiosity and excitement that was spilling from you and into your bond. Though, it was a reminder of how you were kept away from everything during your training. And even with the freedom you had now, the Jedi Order and the war made no time for pleasantries. As you pulled up to the diner, you realized it wasn’t Dex’s, the previous one you had been to.

“I honestly thought that we would go back to Dex’s,” you said as you got off the speeder you and Obi-Wan had taken.
“I told you diners,” Obi-Wan said. “Dex’s is just the beginning.”

When you and Obi-Wan walked in, you were immediately stared at. Your Jedi robes were drawing attention to yourselves. You wished to disappear. A hand finding the small on your back caused you to inhale sharply. You glanced to the side to see Obi-Wan giving you a small, comforting smile. Before he could say anything, a host came up to the two of you.

“What can I help you two with?” The host asked.
“Hello, yes, we would like a booth,” Obi-Wan answered. “Preferably one where there’s less staring.”
“Follow me.”

The host grabbed two menus before guiding you over to a corner booth away from prying eyes. You slid into one side of the booth while Obi-Wan did the same on the other.

“What can I get you started with?” The host asked as they set the menus down.

You looked at Obi-Wan for help. This was completely new territory and you didn’t know what was good or not. Obi-Wan could feel the slight panic forming in your signature and immediately began to send feelings to counteract it.

“It’s alright, little star,” Obi-Wan said into your bond. “I’ve got it.”

You nodded before Obi-Wan quickly ordered food and beverages.

~~~

“Thank you, Obi,” you said softly as Obi-Wan and you walked back to your quarters. “I had a lot of fun tonight. It was very—“
“Different?” Obi-Wan teasingly cut in.
“Needed. It was nice to listen to the stories of your adventures with Anakin and not worry about the war for once.”
“I am glad that I could help you.”
“With how much lighter you seem, I believe that this outing helped you as well.”
“It did.” You both slowed down to a stop in front of your door. “Have you enjoyed your new room?”
“I haven’t really had the chance to, with the war going on.”
Obi-Wan nodded. “Right. I’m sorry.”
“It’s fine, Obi. I’m still grateful for it.”
“You amaze me,” he breathed out, gazing into your eyes.

You didn’t know what to say as you got lost in his eyes. Slowly the two of you moved closer to each other. Your heart rate picked up as you realized that your faces were now so close together. You could feel his breath fanning your face as your lips threatened to brush against his. You closed your eyes, willing to go in for the kiss, when suddenly Obi-Wan stepped away. Your eyes snapped open to see Obi-Wan had stepped closer to his own door and wasn’t looking at you.

“Good night, Y/N,” he rapidly said before disappearing into his room.

You went to stop him when you felt his shields come up around his signature. You knew that Obi-Wan didn’t want to talk. That you had somehow screwed up.

Chapter Text

You spent the night in one of the training rooms, unable to calm your racing thoughts. With every swing of your saber to block a shot, you relived the moment that Obi-Wan pulled away from you. You couldn’t help but blame yourself. You jumped up, avoiding a blast, before landing and deflecting another shot.

“Woah!” Anakin exclaimed, dodging the shot as he entered the room.
“Sorry,” you muttered. “Didn’t realize you were coming in.”
“Yeah, well I just arrived at the Temple to get a new assignment but all I could focus on was your signature.”

You took a deep breath, realizing you need to center yourself quickly. If Anakin could sense the emotions in your signature, so could the rest of the Temple. You began putting the training equipment away.

“You want to talk about it?” Anakin asked arms crossed over his chest as he studied you.
“I’m fine, Ani,” you replied.
Anakin scoffed. “That’s believable.”

As he continued to study you, you put up blockers around your signature. You didn’t need him snooping in your thoughts and figuring out what had happened. Anakin was never one to completely enjoy following the Jedi Code, but you still didn’t know how he would react to your feelings for Obi-Wan.

“We used to talk,” Anakin said. “We still can.”
You sighed. “We already push the boundary of attachment just by interacting on assignments together, Ani. We shouldn’t push it anymore.”
“It’s amazing how much you’ve improved at lying to yourself.” You kept your focus on your task. Anakin sighed. “You clearly need to talk about something, Y/N/N, and if you feel like you can’t talk to me, that’s fine. I know that Padme’s at her apartment and would be glad to help you. She’s actually been meaning to talk to you for quite some time now.”
“What about?”
Anakin shrugged. “She wouldn’t tell me.” You turned to face Anakin, allowing him to see how the light in your eyes had dimmed slightly. “Y/N, I don’t care what the Council has tried to do to split us up.” He came forward and placed a hand on your shoulder. “You are still my twin sister and I love you.”
You pulled Anakin in for a much-needed hug. “I love you too, Ani.”

~~~

Obi-Wan was struggling to meditate. He couldn’t find his center, not with last night playing in his head over and over again. He was so close to kissing you, he had longed to. Yet, he stopped himself. There was the fact that you and him had been standing out in the hallway and could have been caught, but there were also two other major factors. One, the Jedi Code (which he realized he had already broken), and two, Obi-Wan had no idea how you felt. If you didn’t feel the same, would he have just forced himself on you and ruined your friendship? He couldn’t stand the thought of that. He needed you in his life, whether that was as a friend or more than one. But now there was a fear that he had screwed it up anyway.

When he rushed into his room after leaving you, Obi-Wan heard you walk back down the hallway. You hadn’t come back to your room all night and he tried not to freak out about it. He had no right to, it wasn’t your Master and he was to blame for it. It was after noon and you still hadn’t returned to your room. Though, Obi-Wan hadn’t exactly left his yet. Trying to reach out into your bond, he wasn’t surprised to find that you had blocked him as he had you. He couldn’t just sit back and wait for you to come back anymore. He had screwed up and now you were missing.

Obi-Wan left his room and began searching the Temple. There was no proof of you being assigned to a new mission and your starfighter was sitting in the hangar. The library held no trace of you and neither did the gardens. Obi-Wan was briskly walking to his next destination, the training rooms, when he noticed Anakin walking down one of the large hallways.

“Anakin!” Obi-Wan called, trying not to seem desperate. “Anakin!”
Anakin stopped and turned to see his Master hurry toward him. “Is something the matter, Obi-Wan?” He wondered, growing concerned.
“Have you seen Y/N?”
“Uh, yeah. This morning I found her in the training rooms. She had spent all night in them, seemed pretty upset about something but wouldn’t talk to me about it.”
“Do you know if she’s still there?”
“I don’t know. Why? Did something happen?”
“I— I just haven’t seen her all day and the Council is in need of her help.”
Anakin crossed his arms over his chest. “You’re not that great at lying all the time, Master.” He looked at Obi-Wan, unbelieving. “I assume you’re the reason she was in the training rooms?”
“No, I wasn’t.”
“Again with the lying.”
“Remember your place, my former Padawan.”
“Fine.” Anakin raised his hands in defeat. “I may have an idea about where she is.”
“Where?” Obi-Wan didn’t care how quickly he asked that.
“Just give me a moment, I’m going to call Padme.”

~~~

“I am sorry if I have pulled you from any of your meetings today, Senator,” you said as you followed Padme into her apartment.
“Y/N, it’s just us,” Padme said. She sat down on one of the couches and you copied her on the opposite. “I can tell that something is bothering you. What may I help you with?”
“I… I honestly don’t know where to start.”
“May I start with something?”
“Of course.”
“Before I say anything, I want you to know that I know how important the Jedi Code is to you and to Obi-Wan. I would never assume that either of you would intentionally break it.”
Your heart dropped. If Padme could easily figure you out, who else knew? “How…?”
“The way you’ve interacted with him. The way you look at him when you don’t think anyone else is watching. The way you two fight with each other.”
You slowly nodded, taking it all in. “I am afraid I have broken the Code… I— I shouldn’t admit it to anyone. I should—“
“I would never do anything to break your trust, Y/N. Anything said here is safe with me.”
“Okay… I… I am falling in love with Obi-Wan. But, unfortunately, he doesn’t feel the same.”
“Are you so sure?”
“Obi-Wan is not one to break the Code… he proved that last night.”
“Care to elaborate?”
You sighed. “Last night… he… Well, back when we were trying to figure out who was trying to assassinate you, Obi-Wan told me that he would take me to more diners.”
“That’s an interesting promise.”
“It’s only because he feels like I was sheltered by the Council.”
“Yes, Anakin did tell me that you two were separated and that you were trained by the Council themselves.”
“He did?”
“Yes, I can explain that later if you would like to continue.”
“Oh, yes…. Well, last night he took me to a diner. We had a great time. It felt so normal, so natural. I know I shouldn’t have enjoyed it like that, it’s against so much of what the Jedi stand for. But I couldn’t help it. When he arrived back at the Temple, we… we almost kissed but Obi-Wan hid in his room and closed off his Force signature to me before anything could happen… That’s how I know that Obi-Wan doesn’t feel the same as I.”
Padme got up from her couch and came around to sit next to you. She gently took your hands and held them in her lap. “Let me tell you what I have noticed about Obi-Wan. He is always worried about you. He asks anyone about your assignments and tracks them himself. The way he looks at you when he believes no one is looking is like the whole galaxy revolves around you. When you were unconscious due to the blue shadow virus, he ran to your side as soon as you were out of the lab. I watched as he took your hand and kissed it, not letting go until they wheeled you too far away. After clean-up, Obi-Wan wasn’t happy that you had been transferred to your own cruiser without his knowledge. I encouraged him to go after you.”
“That’s why he was there…”
Padme nodded. “Obi-Wan might be struggling with the Jedi Code, yes, but that man loves you… And I would know… I have a Jedi that I love and who loves me.”
“Anakin.”
“Yes.”
“Ani has always been obvious about his affections for you but does he know about yours for him?”
“He does.”
“Are you two…?”
“We married after Geonosis.”
“What? You and Ani?”
“We know that this must be kept a secret but we truly have waited to tell you all this time.”
“I… I don’t know what to say…”
“I am sorry that we have kept this a secret from you.”
“I understand why you did it, Padme. I am not mad, just sad… I wish that the knowledge of you and Anakin’s relationship could give me more hope. But, if I know Obi-Wan, he will not break the Jedi Code more than he already has. Even for me. And I would never ask him to.”
“Y/N—“

Padme was cut off by the buzzing of the communication device on the table between the couches. She sighed, letting your hands go as she reached over to answer it. The holograms popped up to reveal Anakin and Obi-Wan. You immediately moved so that there was no chance you were in the transmission.

“We are sorry to disturb you, Senator,” Obi-Wan apologized.
“You two are rarely ever a disturbance, Master Kenobi,” Padme replied. “What can I help you with?”
“Y/N seems to be missing,” Anakin answered. “We were wondering if you have seen her today?”
Padme glanced at you, silently asking what to say. You nodded in response. “Yes, I have. She’s actually at my apartment as we speak.”
Obi-Wan visibly relaxed. “Thank the Maker,” he muttered.
“She will be at my apartment until tomorrow.”
“Is something wrong?” Anakin immediately fretted.
“Nothing that Y/N can’t handle. I promise. We will reach out if we need anything.” She pressed another button to end the transmission.
“Thank you, Padme,” you said. “For the talk and allowing me to stay here. I don’t think I can see him just yet.”
“You need time to figure out what you are going to do. As much as I would like to see you and Obi-Wan together, it is not my choice to make. You need to figure that on your own, without pressure from anyone.”
“Are you going to tell Anakin about this?”
Padme shook her head. “He will have to figure it out himself if you or Obi-Wan don’t tell him first.”

~~~

Obi-Wan had felt better, knowing that you were with Padme. But he still couldn’t help but worry about you. What were you talking to Padme about? It was most likely about him, at least that’s what he believed, but what?

“At least she went to talk to Padme,” Anakin started, pulling Obi-Wan from his spiraling thoughts as they walked down the hallway. “Padme mentioned that she wanted to talk to Y/N.”
Obi-Wan nodded. Maybe you were just with Padme out of a request from the Senator. “At least she is safe.”
Anakin’s brows furrowed. “You were really worried, weren’t you?” Obi-Wan ignored the younger Jedi. “What happened last night?”
Obi-Wan shook his head. “Nothing. Thank you for helping me, Anakin. I must be going.” He headed away from Anakin.
“Master!” Anakin called after him. Obi-Wan stopped but didn’t look back around. “Whatever happened between Y/N and you, I hope you fix it. Losing her isn’t worth it, trust me.”

Then Anakin walked away, leaving Obi-Wan standing there contemplating his next steps.

~~~

Padme was nice enough to have your own room prepared for you and to allow you to be alone. You stood in the guest room, watching over Coruscant as the day slowly turned to night. You were taking slow, deep breaths as you tried to center yourself in the Force. You hated how off you had felt since last night.

As you tried to center yourself, you thought about how you wanted to handle this. There were a few different ways you could go about it. One of the options was acting like nothing ever happened, which nothing technically did. There were two other ways that weren’t very Jedi-like: completely ignoring Obi-Wan or admitting your feelings to him. Admitting your feelings for him was your least favorite option. Despite what Padme had said, you couldn’t wrap your head and heart around the belief that Obi-Wan reciprocated your feelings.

You sighed, getting frustrated at your lack of ability to center yourself. You had to get this figured out before you ran into any of the Council members, especially Yoda, who could read you so easily. You knew you couldn’t stay at Padme’s forever and that the Temple wasn’t the wisest place for probably a while. After writing a note to Padme and leaving it on the guest bed, you left her apartment. You pulled out your comlink.

“Commander Crak,” you called. “This is General L/N.”
“General, it’s great to hear from you,” Crak responded.
“You too. Grab the next available mission and prep the battalion. I’m on my way back to the cruiser.”
“Yes, ma’am. Is there any reason for this request?”
“I’m just missing the action and I’m sure you and the boys are too.”
“We will be ready for you when you arrive.”

~~~

Obi-Wan needed to fix his mistake somehow. He couldn’t stand it if you were avoiding him. He needed your friendship if he couldn’t have anything more. The Jedi Master decided that he would pick you up from Padme’s apartment, allowing the two of you to talk before going back to the Jedi Temple. When he entered Padme’s apartment, Obi-Wan immediately noticed Padme standing in the center with a saddened look and a note in her hand.

“What happened?” Obi-Wan worried, quickly coming to her side. He glanced around, unable to see or feel you. “Where’s Y/N?”
Padme sighed before meeting Obi-Wan’s eyes. “She’s not here,” she replied.
“What? I thought that—“
“She left in the middle of the night, back to her cruiser. I checked and her cruiser isn’t near Coruscant anymore. She’s gone.”

Chapter Text

You hadn’t necessarily decided to avoid Obi-Wan, it just happened that way. The war was the biggest factor. There was always the next fight, the next system that required help. So it was easy for you and Obi-Wan to never see each other, always being pulled to the next thing. In the four weeks since you had left Padme’s, you hadn’t seen Obi-Wan at all and you’d only seen Anakin through a hologram that had Master Yoda involved so he wasn’t able to question you.

The separation wasn’t helping you forget about anything that happened. And, much to your frustration, your longing for the Jedi Master only continued to grow. You hadn’t opened your bond back up and you could tell it was affecting you. That and the fact that you hadn’t been able to center yourself in the Force.

You and your battalion had just finished an assignment that left you limping through the star cruiser.

“Are you alright, General?” Crak asked, glancing down at your leg.
“I’m fine,” you brushed the concern off.
“There’s no shame—“
“I said I’m fine, Crak. Just tell me that we have at least a day off before the next assignment.”
“Actually, General,” another clone said, coming up to you and Crak, “the Jedi Council is requesting to speak with you.”
“Great,” you muttered. “Let’s go get this over with.” You limped to where the holo table already had Master Yoda and Master Windu up. “Masters,” you bowed slightly, “how may I help you?”
“We are sending Skywalker to come and pick you up,” Windu started. “The Duchess Satine of Mandalore is in need of escorts to bring her to Coruscant. The Death Watch is after her and will do anything to successfully assassinate her.”
“Picked you and Skywalker, Master Obi-Wan has,” Yoda explained.

You knew that you had no room to argue with them about it and that you should probably get seeing Obi-Wan over with sooner than later.

“When will Skywalker be arriving?” You asked.
“General, Skywalker has requested entrance to the hangar,” one of the clones around you announced.
“Let him in. We will arrive on Mandalore as quickly as possible, Masters.”

~~~

Anakin kept glancing over at you as you helped him copilot to Mandalore. It was getting annoying. You could feel his need to ask you questions burning.

“Just say what you want to say,” you mumbled, breaking the silence.
“What did Obi-Wan do that caused you to run away?” Anakin asked, getting straight to the point.
You sighed. “It’s really nothing, Ani. It was just me overreacting.”
“I don’t believe you. Out of the two of us, I am the one who overreacts, you are the calm and collected one.”
“Maybe that’s changed.”
Anakin scoffed. “Doubt it.” He paused a thought for a moment. “Do I need to kill him?”
“Anakin! No!”
“Hey! It was just a question! He may be my Master, but no one gets to hurt my sister.”
“Good to know.”
“But in all seriousness, I do care about what happened. And you disappearing from Padme’s—“
“I didn’t disappear from Padme’s. I left a note and went back to business on my star cruiser.”
“Right, fine, whatever. You still didn’t tell Obi-Wan where you were going and that hurt him. He’s been struggling since then, though he won’t admit it. I can even sense his connection with the Force is not as strong as it was… I can sense the same with you.”
“I will talk to him if I am able to while we escort the Duchess to Coruscant.”
“Please do. I cannot stand seeing either of you like this and neither can Padme.”
“How is Padme?”
“I know that you know, Y/N/N. She did tell me that much of what you two discussed but nothing else.”
“That I am grateful for but you still failed to answer my question.”
“She’s good.” Anakin smiled just at the thought of Padme. It made you happy for him and yet long for the same thing.

~~~

Obi-Wan was exhausted. He had been looking forward to being reunited with his old friend, Duchess Satine, but business came before any pleasure. Not that there was ever going to be pleasure happening between them. When Obi-Wan saw her for the first time after many years, he still found her beautiful but nothing in comparison to your beauty. In fact, being around Satine just made him miss you more. He could never admit it to anyone but himself, even that was hard to do, but requesting you to come with Anakin was a selfish move. Obi-Wan knew that he and Anakin could handle escorting the Duchess alone, but he had to try something to see you again. He needed to do anything he could to make this right. He would get down on his knees and beg if he had to.

As the Duchess and her people walked onto her ship, Obi-Wan watched. He was trying not to push himself into feeling around the Force for you, especially since you had yet to put your shields back down. He was so focused on watching Satine, that he almost didn’t notice you walking up with Anakin, R2D2, Cody, Rex, and a few other clones. Obi-Wan eyes were immediately glued onto you, though you seemed to struggle to even look at him.

“Reporting for escort duty, General,” Anakin said.
“Oh, Anakin,” Obi-Wan said, pulling his focus away from you briefly, “Am I glad to see you and Y/N.”
“I’m sure,” Anakin smirked, taking in his Master. “You sound tired.”
“The peaceful ways of the locals wore me out a bit.” Obi-Wan stepped closer to you, not caring how obvious he was at the moment. “Hello, little star.”
Your eyes threatened to tear up at the nickname, your heart having ached for it the past three weeks. “Hello… Obi-Wan.” You had wanted to call him Master Kenobi or General Kenobi, but you could feel what Anakin had been talking about and knew that would only do more harm than good. “Glad to see you’re still in one piece.”
“You as well.” He cleared his throat slightly before stepping away. “We should go in and speak with the troops.”
“Right.”

You followed close behind Obi-Wan, relishing in the closeness once again. Your brain wished to be logical, not wanting to get hurt or break the Jedi Code further, but your heart beats for Obi-Wan Kenobi. And there was no way to stop that unless it stopped beating. Obi-Wan guided your group down to one of the lower decks. The clones circled up and listened to Obi-Wan give his orders.

“You know your marching orders,” Obi-Wan stated. “The safety of the Duchess Satine is of the utmost importance. The Death Watch will stop at nothing to assassinate her before she pleads her case to the Senate.”
“The Death Watch may be backed by the Separatists, so stay sharp,” Anakin warned. “R2, use your scanners to probe for any suspicious droid activity.” R2 beeps affirmatively.
“Anything else, sir?” Rex asked.
“No, that will be all,” Obi-Wan answered. Cody signaled and the troops went off to their posts. Obi-Wan’s wrist communicator started beeping. “Yes?”
“The Duchess and her retinue requests your presence,” the man said.
“Very well.”

Obi-Wan turned to the elevator behind him. You, Anakin, Cody, and Rex followed in. Even with your shields up, you could sense Obi-Wan’s anxiety. It was curious to you, and apparently to Anakin.

“I sense some anxiety from you about the Duchess,” Anakin stated. “She couldn’t be in safer hands.”
“Yes, I know,” Obi-Wan responded, hand on his chin.
“Then why—“
“Never mind. It’s all in the past.”
“Oh, so you’re close to her?”
“I knew her. A long time ago.”

The way Obi-Wan had said that made a piece of your heart chip away. Is that why he hadn’t kissed you? Did his heart lie with another? Unbeknownst to you, that crack in your heart also put a crack in the shields you had up, allowing Obi-Wan to sense some hurt from you. He couldn’t tell what the hurt was based on, but he promised himself to get to the bottom of it as soon as he could.

~~~

You hated to admit that the Duchess was beautiful. And as you, Obi-Wan, and Anakin stood in the doorway of the room, she was sitting down, passionately speaking out against the war. Her passions were probably why Obi-Wan was drawn to her, you believed. There were servants and diplomats standing around, listening to the Duchess speak.

“As the designated regent of 1,500 systems, I speak for thousands of worlds that have urged me to allow them to stay neutral in this war,” Satine expressed.
“And yet,” Obi-Wan cut in, leading you and Anakin further into the room, “some might argue that the strongest defense is a swift and decisive offense.”
“You are quite the general now, aren’t you, Master Kenobi?”
“Forgive him for interrupting, Your Highness. I meant no disrespect.”
“Really? Senators, I presume you are acquainted with the collection of half-truths and hyperbole known as Obi-Wan Kenobi?”

Your brows furrowed at her introduction of the man. That was not impressive, for a Duchess. At least in your mind.

“Your Highness is too kind,” Obi-Wan retorted.
“You’re right,” the Duchess responded. “I am.”
“Allow me to introduce my fellow Jedi, Anakin Skywalker, and Y/N L/N.”

You could feel the disappointment from Anakin as Obi-Wan introduced you by your adopted name. You both stepped toward the Duchess, bowing.

“Your servant, my lady,” Anakin said.
“It’s an honor to meet you,” you added.
“I remember a time when Jedi were not generals, but peacekeepers,” Satine said.
“We are protectors, Highness,” Anakin argued. “Yours, at the moment. We fight for peace.”
“What an amusing contradiction.”
“What Master Skywalker means is that we are acting at the behest of Your Highness to protect you from the Death Watch and the Separatists, who don’t share your neutral point of view,” Obi-Wan tried to clear up.
“I asked for no such thing!”
“That may be so, but a majority of your court did.”
“I do not remember you as one to hide behind excuses.”
“I do not remember you as one to shrink from responsibilities.”
Senator Orn Free Taa quickly stepped in between the Duchess and Obi-Wan. “I am certain we all agree that Duchess Satine and General Kenobi have proven there are two sides to every dilemma,” he said.
“Indeed,” Senator Tal Merrik agreed.
“Now, in regard to the Senate vote, we think—“
“I think a multitude makes discord,” Satine interrupted, “not good council.”
“Right again, my lady.”
“There may be two sides to every dilemma,” Obi-Wan said to you and Anakin, “but the Duchess only favors hers.” His tone was harsh.
“Obi-Wan, do you perhaps think that you may be too close to the situation to complete this assignment with a clear head?” You calmly tried to question.
“I am not too close.” Obi-Wan turned away from you and walked closer to Satine. “A Republic military presence is the only sure defense against the Separatists.”
Satine stood from where she was sitting. “Even extremists can be reasoned with,” she retorted. The two walked closer to each other, the tension in the room growing.
“Perhaps, if one can be heard over the clanking of their battle droids.”
“Oh, the sarcasm of a soldier.”
“The delusion of a dreamer.”

At this point, Satine and Obi-Wan were glaring at each other. They were close enough though that you wondered if one of them was fighting the urge to kiss the other, chipping another piece of your heart away.

“Duchess, Master Jedi,” Senator Merrik called, “it’s been a long trip. I think we could all use a little rest and refreshment.”
“Hear, hear,” Senator Taa agreed. “Now let us put politics aside until after dinner.”
“Fine!” Satine and Obi-Wan said at the same time before Satine shoved Obi-Wan out of her way and left the room.
“That was fun,” Anakin whispered to you.
“Yeah… fun…” you mumbled, trying to not read into the situation more than you already were.

After Obi-Wan was done glaring at the door Satine had left through, he walked out of it himself. You and Anakin quickly followed, catching up to walk beside him, each on a different side.

“You and Satine have a history,” Anakin stated.
“An extended mission when I was younger,” Obi-Wan explained. “Master Qui-Gon and I spent a year on Mandalore, protecting the Duchess from insurgents who had threatened her world.” The three of you entered an elevator. “They sent bounty hunters after us. We were always on the run, living hand to mouth, never sure what the next day would bring.”
“Sounds romantic.”

A pit formed in your stomach at Anakin’s words, preparing to drop your heart into it and devour it whole. Obi-Wan gave Anakin a look, unable to look your way at the fear of what your face might say.

“A civil war killed most of Satine’s people,” Obi-Wan continued as you exited the elevator, “hence her aversion to violence. When she returned, she took on the difficult task of rebuilding her world alone.”
“You didn’t stay to help her?” Anakin questioned.
“That would have been problematic.” The three of you entered the quarters you were given. Obi-Wan used the Force to pull himself up a chair while Anakin leaned near the door and you went behind Obi-Wan to avoid him from seeing you. “My duty as a Jedi demanded I be elsewhere.”
“Demanded? But it’s obvious you had feelings for her. Surely that would affect your decision.”
“Oh, it did. I live by the Jedi Code.”

You almost felt like your world was caving in around you. Tears formed in your eyes that you quickly tried to blink away, but it was too late. You noticed that Anakin had noticed, his face dropping in realization. Before Obi-Wan could pick up on it, Anakin quickly continued the conversation.

“Of course,” he said, trying not to let his emotions sound in his voice. “As Master Yoda says, ‘A Jedi must not form attachments’.”
“Yes. But he usually leaves out the undercurrent of remorse,” Obi-Wan responded. Before he could say anything else, his comlink beeped. “Yes, Captain?”
“General, something’s wrong with Skywalker’s astromech,” Rex said. “Scared him real good, sir. I’ve also lost contact with two of my men.”
Obi-Wan stood up from his seat. “I’m on my way down to assist you.”
“I’ll go, Master,” Anakin volunteered. “If there’s something dangerous down there, the clones and I can handle it.”
“I’ll come too,” you said, trying to rush past Obi-Wan.
“Actually, Y/N, could you stay up here?” Obi-Wan wondered. “There’s something I want to discuss with you.”

You looked to Anakin and he gave you a slight nod, trying to be comforting before he left the room. You stood in your spot unable to get yourself to turn around and face the man.

“Little star,” Obi-Wan called, “can you look at me?” You closed your eyes, unmoving. He sighed. “I… I need to apologize for what happened that night… I… I don’t know what got into me.”
“So, you regret it?” Your voice was small as you spoke, trying not to show the tremble it wanted.

Obi-Wan thought for a moment. Did he regret not kissing you? Yes. Did he regret almost kissing you and making this awkward? Yes. Would yes be the best answer to give you? Most definitely not.

“It’s more complicated than that,” he finally answered.

You turned around, letting him see your glistening eyes. Obi-Wan had to stop himself from reaching out and pulling you into him. He hated himself for being the one making you cry, that was never what he wanted.

“Is it as complicated as your clear feelings for the Duchess?” You questioned. “It’s obvious that you still hold some feelings for her, Obi-Wan.”
“That was a long time ago, little star,” Obi-Wan said. “I was younger and—“
“And that’s not a denial of your current feelings.” You took a deep breath as Obi-Wan stayed silent. “Whatever happened that night between us, whatever was going to happen, it’s in the past now. And I’m sorry for my part in it.”
“Y/N—“
“We should go and inform the Senators not to leave dinner.”

You turned around and headed out the door. That was in no way how Obi-Wan wanted the conversation to go. Had he really planned what he wanted to say? No. But he knew it wasn’t that. Obi-Wan followed you into the elevator and stood silently by your side. He could feel your shields slowly cracking more, allowing him to feel your pain. He wished that he could comfort you, but that would make you aware of what was happening and shield him completely out again. And this was better than nothing. The two of you entered the dining room to find dinner already on the table with the Senators seated around it, the Duchess at the head.

“I beg your pardon, Senators,” Obi-Wan said. “Our men are investigating a situation belowdecks. We respectfully ask you to wait here until it is settled.”
“Please, join us,” Senator Taa requested.
“Thank you,” you said.

You went over to the open seat beside Senator Taa. You sat down and Obi-Wan quickly helped you push in your chair before sitting next to you at the end of the table, across from Satine. As you sat there, you began to feel off in the Force. Like someone in there was hiding something.

“I’m afraid Master L/N, that I have heard little about you,” Satine said. “Did Master Kenobi train you?”
“No, he did not,” you answered. “I was trained by the Jedi Council themselves.”
“Aren’t you on the Council, General Kenobi?” Merrik questioned.
“Yes, but while Y/N was a Padawan, I was not,” Obi-Wan replied. “I trained Anakin.”
“Clearly,” Satine muttered. “You must be very special, Y/N, for you to be trained by the Jedi Council themselves.”
“She is,” Obi-Wan answered for you, hoping that you could feel how true he believed his answer to be.
“I am nothing special, Duchess,” you added. “It was a great honor to be trained by such Jedi.”
Obi-Wan’s comlink beeped again. “Please excuse us,” he said. The two of you stood up and walked away from the table. “Anakin, what have you found?”
“There’s a large open container, and the contents are missing,” Anakin informed. “And I still have two men unaccounted for.”
“That’s not good. Keep things quiet, Y/N and I will stay with the Senators.”
“Obi-Wan, there is something off in the Force,” you whispered to him. “I believe one of these Senators is hiding something.”
“Senators are always hiding something. They’re politicians.”
“This is different.”

The look in your eye informed Obi-Wan that what you were feeling was serious. Your instincts, especially when it came to the Force, were never wrong. So he knew that he needed to trust them.

“Alright,” he said. “We must watch them all carefully then.”

You and Obi-Wan had barely gotten back to your seats when Anakin’s voice filled the comlink once again.

“Obi-Wan!” He exclaimed. “There’s assassin probes down here! One made it up the lift. I’ll try to hold the others here.”
“Quickly, secure the lifts!” You ordered the soldiers near you.

The soldiers ran out, with you and Obi-Wan right behind them. The two of you ignited your lightsabers just before the lift doors opened and a large, spider-like assassin pride hurried out. Using two of its legs, it quickly killed the two soldiers with you. Obi-Wan went to attack it but got thrown at the wall. You gritted your teeth and jumped on top of it, slamming your lightsaber down it’s center.

With you still on top of it, the assassin probe raced toward the Senators, who were grouped together now near the large window. Obi-Wan rushed over and cut two of its legs off before plunging his saber through its side, killing it. You flipped off of it, pulling your lightsaber with you, and landing next to Obi-Wan. Suddenly, smaller versions of the probe began coming alive and crawling out of the bigger probe.

You and Obi-Wan began fighting off the probes as they started crawling toward you and jumping at you. To your surprise, Satine pulled out a deactivator and began aiming at the probes. She backed up into Obi-Wan’s back as they began to work in tandem. You tried your hardest not to be hurt by how well they were working together.

“Do you always carry a deactivator?” Obi-Wan asked Satine.
“Just because I’m a pacifist, doesn’t mean I won’t defend myself,” she responded.
“Now you sound like a Jedi.”

You put your saber back on your belt once the last of the probes were finished. Obi-Wan looked over at you, scanning your body for any injuries before he reached down and picked up a deactivated probe.

“Just like that swarm of venom-mites on Draboon, remember?” Obi-Wan said, clearly directing his comment toward the Duchess.
“How could I forget?” Satine questioned. “I still have the scar.”
“Begging your pardon, Duchess, I distinctly remember carrying you to safety.”
“I meant the scar I got after you fell and dropped me.”
“Oh. Yes.”

You hated how jealous you were feeling the more you watched Obi-Wan and Satine interact. Jealousy was unbecoming of a Jedi, but you couldn’t help it. With all your struggling with the Force and your emotions lately, you knew that once you saw Master Yoda again you would need his help to gain control of them. Perhaps this was the danger he was referring to when speaking of the bond you shared with Obi-Wan? You were pulled from you thoughts when Anakin entered the room. He passed the manifest he was holding to Obi-Wan as you walked over.

“One of our four distinguished Senators appears to be a traitor,” Anakin told you and Obi-Wan.
“Yes, Y/N was sensing that same thing,” Obi-Wan replied, studying the manifest. The sound of chirping caught your group's attention. You looked to see a little probe crawling around. “It looks like one of our little visitors is still alive.” He turned back to Anakin, handing him back the manifest. “I have an idea how to expose the turncoat. Return to the hull of the ship. Destroy the last assassin droids. Y/N and I will find out which of the Senators is the traitor.” Anakin bowed before he left. “Clean up the droids, I’m going to grab our little friend.” You nodded, moving to leave as Obi-Wan caught your wrist. “And, Y/N, could you please lower your shields?” His eyes were pleading. “I have a feeling that we need all the strength we can get.”
It took you a second to nod. “Okay.”

~~~

As Obi-Wan collected the probe and formed a plan, you used the Force to pull the dead probes into a pile. The Senators and Duchess watched in awe as they sat at the table and food was again brought out.

“Very impressive,” Senator Taa commented.
“Thank you, Senator,” you responded with a slight bow.

You continued to clean up the probes as you slowly let your shields down. The rush of feeling the bond again caused you to lose your breath but in a good way. You could already feel your signature respond happily with Obi-Wan’s and your strength returning.

“Duchess, you’re not eating,” Senator Taa noted.
“I have no appetite,” Satine said.
“Begging your pardon, you must keep up your strength.”
“By all means, be my guest, Senator.”
“If you insist.” Obi-Wan came back into the room with a container covered by a cloth in his hands. “Ah, dessert! Excellent!”
“This morsel might prove too much even for the legendary appetite of Orn Free Taa,” Obi-Wan commented. He threw off the cloth, revealing the probe on a plate with a glass lid. “Enjoy.”
Taa gasped, leaning away from it. “Oh, on second thought, it wouldn’t agree with me.”
“My theory is our little friend will attack the Duchess and anyone who defends her. Anyone that is, except the traitor who programmed it.”
The probe tried to jump at Senator Taa, obviously not able to reach him. “Take it away! Please!”
“Obi-Wan, this line of questioning borders on torture!” Satine expressed.
Obi-Wan began moving around the table, starting with Senator Onaconda Farr. “Oh, I assure our pacific Duchess that all is under control. I’m trying to expose a bigger threat.” He moved to the next Senator. “Interesting… the droid displays unusual hostility toward the honorable Kin Robb.” He moved past the Duchess, already aware of the droid's feelings toward her, and headed to Senator Merrik. “But it seems to like you, Senator Merrik.”

You felt the shift in Senator Merrik, causing you to step closer and keep your hand on your saber.

“Well, Prince?” Obi-Wan questioned.
“Really, General Kenobi, you’re quite clever!” Merrik said.

He quickly hit the plate from Obi-Wan’s hand, causing the droid to fly out and land on the table. The droid raced toward the Duchess but you quickly jumped on the table and killed it with your lightsaber. While you were distracted, and so was Obi-Wan, Merrik grabbed the Duchess and put a gun to her head. He slowly exited the room with her as his hostage. You and Obi-Wan glared as you watched, knowing you couldn’t go after them yet without him killing her right away. The pair of you used the Force to sense when the right time to begin sprinting down the hallway.

“Anakin! Tal Merrik is the traitor,” Obi-Wan exclaimed over the comlink, “and he’s taken Satine hostage.”
“Copy that,” Anakin responded, “but I’ve got problems of my own right now.”
“Of course he does,” you mumbled. You could feel Obi-Wan’s growing anxieties over the situation and sent your signature over to reassure him.
“I can’t tell where they are!” Obi-Wan fretted as the two of you ran.
“Calm your mind, Obi.”
“I am calm!” He snapped.

You inhaled sharply, he had never snapped at you like that. Actually, you hadn’t ever heard him snap at anyone. Obi-Wan immediately regretted what he had done when he noticed the look on your face and the sharp intake of breath. He longed to comfort you but knew that this wasn’t the right time. The two of you ran down another corridor, meeting Anakin running the opposite way.

“Did you find them?” Obi-Wan asked.
“No, but I’ve stationed troopers at every escape pod,” Anakin replied.
“Merrik will try to signal his allies for help,” you said. “We should try the cockpit.”

Obi-Wan nodded, leading you and Anakin as he raced to the elevator. You could feel the tension radiating from him as he glared at the elevator door.

“This may not be the time to ask,” Anakin began, “but were you and Satine ever—“
“I don’t see how that has any bearing on the situation at hand,” Obi-Wan argued.

You and Anakin made eye contact. You shook your head and you pled with your eyes for Anakin to stop. His questions and persistence in finding how deep Obi-Wan’s relationship with Satine went was only hurting you. The ship suddenly jolted, causing you to lose your balance and fall into Obi-Wan. He caught you easily, holding you to him to protect you from another jolt. He could feel you using the Force to sense what had just happened.

“Reinforcements,” you came to the conclusion. You looked up at Obi-Wan, not caring how close your faces were at the moment. “They’ve sent reinforcements.”

The three of you hurried out of the elevator to see clones rushing toward where the reinforcements were.

“I’ll take care of this, Obi-Wan,” Anakin reassured. “You, go find your girlfriend.” He rushed off.
“Right,” Obi-Wan agreed. The pang in your chest also hit his. “No, Anakin, she’s not my—“ He sighed.
“We should go,” you said, throat tight.
“Little star—“
You shook your head. “Now’s not the time to discuss this.”

You ran off toward the cockpit, Obi-Wan following. His frustration with himself was growing with each passing interaction with you. He kept screwing up. The two of you entered the cockpit and ignited your lightsabers. You looked around to notice that all the crew members had been killed. Merrik was at the other end, arm wrapped around the Duchesses neck and a small remote in his other hand.

“Come in, Kenobi,” Merrik taunted, “you’re expected.”
“Tal Merrik, you are under arrest,” Obi-Wan responded, pointing his saber at the man. “Release the Duchess.”
“Hmm.” Merrik slowly began moving toward the door. “I took the precaution of wiring the ship’s engines to explode. I press this remote and we all die.”
“Obi,” Satine called, “if you have any respect for me, you will not take such risks with so many people’s lives at stake.”
“Satine…” Obi-Wan said. Merrik moved closer to the door. “Don’t.”

Merrik kept moving back through the door. You and Obi-Wan slowly followed, a safe distance away. You followed them a ways down the hall before Merrik but his comlink to his mouth.

“This is Merrik. Stand by to disengage,” he ordered. “Say farewell, Duchess.”
“Obi-Wan, it looks like I may never see you again,” Satine said. “I don’t know quite how to say this, but I’ve loved you from the moment you came to my aid all those years ago.”

The cracks in your heart grew quickly, barely holding itself together. And now, since the bond had been reopened, Obi-Wan could feel it. He quickly made the conclusion, based on what he was feeling for you and how you had been acting, that your feelings toward him mimicked the ones he shared for you. He wanted to be overjoyed but he had to focus on the matter at hand. He had to focus on saving Satine.

“I don’t believe this,” Merrik scoffed, rolling his eyes.
“Satine, this is hardly the time or place for—“ Obi-Wan cut himself off after looking at Satine’s pleading expression. He had to be careful with his next words. They were honest, but no longer what would happen if Satine lived. “Alright… had you said the word, I would have left the Jedi Order.”

There went the rest of your heart, crumbling to the ground. He cared for Satine so much, that he would leave the Order for her? You could never compare to that. Obi-Wan had to bite back a wince as he felt your heart shatter.

“That is touching. Truly it is,” Merrik commented. “But it’s making me sick, and we really must be going.”
“You have the romantic soul of a slug, Merrik,” Satine retorted before suddenly slamming one of her heels into his foot.
“Ow!”
Satine was able to grab Merrik’s gun and get away from him. “And slugs are so often trod upon.”
“Interesting turnabout, but even if I do not deliver the Duchess alive to the Separatists, I still win. The second I’m away, I’ll hit the remote and blow the Coronet to bits.”
“I will not allow that.”
“What will you do? If you shoot me, you prove yourself a hypocrite to every pacifist ideal you hold dear. And you, Kenobi, you are no stranger to violence. You’d be hailed as a hero by everyone on this ship. Well.. almost everyone. Then there’s Y/N, who has no skin in the game besides duty. So, come on, then. Who will strike first and brand themselves a cold-blooded killer?”

Before any of you could make a move, Anakin’s saber was plunged into Merrik from behind. Merrik died instantly, dropping the remote to the bomb. Anakin easily caught the falling remote before it could accidentally be hit. Satine quickly tossed the gun she was holding aside.

“Anakin,” Obi-Wan said, disappointed.
“What?” Anakin questioned. “He was gonna blow up the ship.”
“Obi-Wan, I—“ Satine tried.
“General Skywalker, the last of the droids have been defeated, sir,” Cody informed Anakin, interrupting the Duchess as he ran in with Rex.
“Very good, Cody,” Anakins aid.
Satine turned away from Obi-Wan. “I must get back to the business of diplomacy,” she said, walking away.
Obi-Wan bowed. “as you say, Duchess, some other time,” he responded.

Obi-Wan looked back and noticed you were seemingly in a trace. With his head, he motioned for Anakin to leave. Anakin looked at you and then nodded, taking the clones with him. Obi-Wan sighed as he came up to you and tried to take one of your hands. You pulled it from his grasp, looking at him with eyes filled with tears.

“I shouldn’t feel like this,” you rasped. “It’s against everything I was taught…”
“I understand the feeling,” Obi-Wan admitted.
“I… I need to know something, Obi-Wan, and I need you to be honest with me.”
“Of course.” Obi-Wan took a step toward you, wanting to be closer to you.
“If Satine said the word now, would you leave the Jedi Order?”
Without an immediate verbal response, Obi-Wan’s hands slowly came up to gently hold your face. “No,” he whispered. “Not when everything I want is in the Order.”
“Obi—“

You didn’t get to finish what you were saying because Obi-Wan’s lips had captured yours. It took a moment for you to respond but when you did, your arms came around his waist, pulling him closer to you. The Force inside of you and around you felt lighter. Happier, almost. Obi-Wan could feel it too. He eventually broke the kiss, but barely moved his head back. He looked into your eyes with such a love that you thought you could drown in them.

“I am so sorry for my mistakes,” he whispered. “I am so sorry for the pain that this assignment has caused you… my feelings do not lie with Satine, but with you, my little star. I believe they have since the moment you walked back into mine and Anakin’s lives.”
“Oh, Obi,” you breathed down, feeling as if this was all a dream. “And mine lie with you.”

A smile broke out on Obi-Wan’s face before he kissed you again. The two of you could feel your bond growing in strength once again, repairing the damage you two had both endured while shielding out one another. It was amazing how the Jedi Order taught against attachments, that they led to the dark side. But neither of you had felt a light, or strength, like this in your lives.

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Yoda was meditating when he felt the shift. There was a brightness in the Force, a hope, that hadn’t been there in a very long time. As he further investigated, the great Jedi Master came to the conclusion that it was you and Obi-Wan who had done something to cause it. The Force just wouldn’t allow him to see what, no matter how he tried to go about it. He eventually let it be, content to revel in the hope that was flourishing in the Force. Yoda knew that the war was not close to being over, but this allowed him to believe that whatever bond you and Obi-Wan shared was for the good of the Force. For the good of all.

~~~

You felt like you were floating as you went around helping the ship get cleaned up. Obi-Wan had confessed his feelings for you and you had done the same. You were having a hard time believing that what had happened wasn’t a dream. Before you had parted, he promised that the two of you would talk again once the Duchess was safely on Coruscant and kissed you once again.

When the ship finally docked, Chancellor Palpatine and his guards were waiting for the Duchess and the rest of you. You knew of Anakin’s closeness with the Chancellor and how fond they both seemed of each other. You personally didn’t like the Chancellor, something about him felt off. Felt dark. You had tried to warn Anakin once, but he insisted that the Chancellor was a good man and that you needed to get to know him better.

You, Obi-Wan, Anakin, and R2D2 led the group off of the ship. The clones were behind you, spreading out to survey the area just in case. Obi-Wan led the way, heading straight for the Chancellor.

“A job well done, Master Jedi,” the Chancellor congratulated.
“Thank you, Chancellor,” Obi-Wan responded with a bow.
“Your Excellency,” Anakin greeted with a bow, him and Obi-Wan moving off to the side.
“My, Y/N, it has been too long,” the Chancellor commented.
“It has, Your Excellency,” you replied, bowing.
“Your skills and power have made you quite the General and Jedi Knight. The Republic is lucky to have you on their side.”
“Thank you.”

You moved to stand beside Obi-Wan and Anakin, watching as the Senators exited the ship. They came up to the Chancellor who immediately guided them over to his transport. The Duchess, exiting last, came straight up to you Jedi. You hated how you still felt a tinge of jealousy, though Obi-Wan had confirmed his feelings were for you.

“How ironic to meet again only to find we’re on opposing sides,” Satine told Obi-Wan.
“The needs of your people are all that matter,” Obi-Wan said. “they couldn’t be in better hands with you to guide their future.”
“Kind words indeed from a mindful and committed Jedi.” Satine stepped closer. “And yet…”
“What?”
“I’m still not sure about the beard.”

She lifted her hand up and ran her fingers down Obi-Wan’s bearded chin before resting her hand against the side of his face. You tensed from beside you. Obi-Wan immediately sent his signature off to comfort you, reassuring you that Satine was no longer the object of his affections.

“Why? “ Obi-Wan questioned, now slightly fearing that you disagreed with the beard as well. “What’s wrong with it?”
“It hides too much of your handsome face,” Satine said before heading toward the Chancellor’s transport.
Anakin chuckled. “What was that all about?” He asked.
“Nothing,” Obi-Wan said.
“Right.”
“Not that this hasn’t been fun, boys,” you said. “But I’m tired and would like to go to the Jedi Temple now.”
“I will catch up with you later. R2 and I have some errands to run.”
“Errands?” Obi-Wan repeated his brows furrowing. “Since when do you run errands?”
You knew what Anakin meant, he was going to go see Padme. You playfully nudged Obi-Wan, really just wanting to touch him. “Leave him alone, Obi-Wan,” you said. “Have fun, Ani.” You waved at him as he and R2 headed to his speeder.
“I still don’t believe he’s going on errands,” Obi-Wan grumbled as he followed you to another speeder.
“It’s better than us having to make an excuse. You still up for talking?” You hopped into the passenger seat as Obi-Wan sat in the driver's seat.
“Of course, my dear.”

That term of endearment made you catch your lip between your teeth and look away from Obi-Wan as he piloted the two of you toward the Jedi Temple. Obi-Wan kept glancing over at you, having a hard time believing that you reciprocated his feelings. You could feel what was going on inside him and sent your signature over to him, the tension melting off his shoulders. When you arrived at the Temple, Master Yoda was there to greet you.

“Master Yoda,” you greeted, you and Obi-Wan bowing respectfully.
“Heard about what happened, I did,” Yoda said. “Glad you are both alright.”
“I still worry about the Duchess,” Obi-Wan admitted. “I am afraid that Death Watch will stop at nothing to kill her.”
“Agree with you, I do. Watch over her carefully the two of you must.”
“Yes, Master.”
“If it is alright with you, Master, I would like to head to my quarters for a while,” you said. “It has been too long since I’ve been able to rest.”
“Yes, rest you two must,” Yoda agreed. “Speak to you both later, I will.”

You and Obi-Wan bowed before leaving Yoda in his place. Yoda watched the two of you walk away. He could physically feel the change in the Force around you two. It made him even more curious as to what had happened on this assignment. Obi-Wan and yourself walked in silence to your quarters. Once the door was safely shut, Obi-Wan asked the question that was burning in both of your minds.

“Do you think Master Yoda knows?”
“I don’t know,” you responded with a shake of your head. “I would like to believe that if he did, he would have taken us to the Council chambers to talk about it.”
“Are we crazy for doing this? Breaking the Jedi Code?”
You took his hands in yours. “I can’t answer that… all I know is that I have never felt just strength in my life than when I’m with you. And I know that it doesn’t come from a dark place.”
“Me too… we must be careful.”
One of your hands went up to his cheek. “We will be.”

You both met each other in the middle for another kiss. The kisses were never too long, but they were sweet and full of love.

“You need your rest, little star,” Obi-Wan whispered, studying your tired face as you pulled apart.
“As do you,” you whispered back, raking your fingers through his beard.
“Don’t pretend that you weren’t limping when I first saw you. You went from a battle straight to help me. You need to rest.”
“And what will you be doing?”
Obi-Wan sighed. “I am going to watch Satine plead her case in the Senate.”
“Oh.” Your hand dropped to your side as your head hung.
“Little star.” Obi-Wan gently held your head and guided your face back up to look at his. “You need not be afraid. My feelings for Satine are no more than friendship. I only have deep feelings for you.”
“You are not really the one I’m concerned about. The Duchess clearly still feels strongly about you and she brings something out of you.”
He pulled you in for a light kiss. “I promise that I will be careful.”

~~~

You were well asleep when the communications device on your bedside table started beeping. You groggily sat up and turned it on. Obi-Wan’s hologram appeared, and you could sense his worry from here.

“Obi-Wan? What’s wrong?” You asked.
“Satine’s been in an accident,” Obi-Wan stated. “I need you to meet me in the Senate office building, outside of the Chancellor’s office.”
“Yes, of course. I’ll be right there.”

~~~

When you arrived at the location Obi-Wan requested, you could feel the thickness of his worries in the air all around you. Obi-Wan felt you before he saw you, slowly feeling better already.

“Is she alright?” You quickly asked.
“Yes, she’s in there with the Chancellor right now,” Obi-Wan responded. “Thank you for coming.”
You gave him a small smile. “Of course.”

Your attentions were pulled from each other as the Chancellor’s office doors opened. Satine came out with two of her guards.

“Satine, I just heard about your accident,” Obi-Wan said as the two of you quickly caught up with her.
“Those two are, ugh,” Satine frustratingly said. “This government will—ugh!”
“Satine,” Obi-Wan grabbed her arm, forcing her to stop and face him, “tell me what happened.”
She pulled her arm out of his grip. “I’m fine. I wasn’t hurt. I didn’t want to worry you.”
“Well, I’m afraid on that count you failed spectacularly. Look what happened.”
“Look what happened? This attack proves I’ve upset someone. I must be on the right track.”
“Excuse me, Duchess,” you cut in, “but this attack proves that your enemies are here on Coruscant as well.”
“You’re not going to let Republic authorities handle this, are you?” Obi-Wan questioned. “You’re not backing down.”
“Republic authorities?” Satine spat. “Certainly not.” She began walking and you two followed. “I’m on my way to the Ministry of Intelligence right now to meet my contact.”
Obi-Wan turned her around with a hand on her shoulder before placing his other hand on her empty shoulder. “Don’t you see? You need your friends with you, not held at arm’s length. In your quest to be self-reliant, have you decided to cut your friends out of your life?”
“I… I don’t know.”
You noticed Padme coming toward you. “Senator, what is it?” You asked, already sensing it wasn’t going to be good news.
“The Senate completed its vote,” Padme stated. “They’ve decided in favor of occupation.”
“When did this happen?” Satine asked. “The vote was supposed to be tomorrow.”
“It was during your meeting with the Chancellor. Your accident accelerated the Senate’s decision. Republic forces are set to leave for Mandalore at sunrise tomorrow.”
“You see? I was right before. Counting on the Republic is a mistake.”

Satine walked away, leaving you, Obi-Wan, and Padme standing in the hall.

“She’s going to get herself killed,” Obi-Wan grumbled.
“Then we must be ready to go to her aide,” you said.
“I will do what I can with the Senate,” Padme promised, heading to her office.
Obi-Wan turned to you. “You do not have to help me with this,” he said. “I understand if you feel like you can’t.”
“Obi-Wan, she is your friend and she’s in trouble. I will help you.”
“Thank you, little star. We should go back to the Temple and meditate. I feel like that might help us figure out what to do.”

~~~

You and Obi-Wan immediately found yourselves in one of the mediation rooms of the Temple. Obi-Wan was seated on one of the pedestals and you were on another.

“We have never meditated together before,” you noted.
“That is a shame,” Obi-Wan said. “I will—“
“Let me guide us. Your emotions might cloud the Force.”
“Right. Okay.”

You both closed your eyes and focused on the Force around you. Your signature was quick to find his and begin guiding it to a place of meditation. Obi-Wan had never been guided so quickly before, just proving how strong you were in the Force. It also reminded him that while Anakin chose to show his strength physically, you focused on the more mental aspect of it.

“What do you feel?” You asked.
“So much light,” he answered softly. “You are full of goodness and light.”
You giggled. “Try not to focus on me, Obi-Wan. Focus on Satine and the issue at hand.”
“It’s almost impossible when you are next to me, darling.”
Now that was a new term he had yet to call you. “You’re making me lose my concentration.”
“I am sorry, my dear.”
“Obi!”
“Alright, alright,” he chuckled.

He had never felt so free before. Even with this new secret relationship, he felt free. Obi-Wan tried to focus again on what you had suggested. He was struggling to do so though. He sighed and opened his eyes. They immediately found you, sitting there meditating. You were beautiful as you kept focus. Obi-Wan stood up and stood at the window, looking out over Coruscant.

You let the Force guide you, allowing yourself to be submissive to it. Slowly, the darkness began creeping in, along with screams. You couldn’t identify who they belonged to. You pushed harder to try and see. Faintly, you thought you could see Satine. But you were unsure. All you knew is that one moment a woman was alive and the next she wasn’t, a dark force having to do with it. Obi-Wan was trying to mediate in a different way when your Force signature suddenly clung to his.

“Y/N?” He called, coming over to you. “What’s wrong?”
“Something dark has a hand in all of this,” you breathed out. Obi-Wan could sense your growing fear. “The dark side will get her killed.”
“Get who killed? Satine?”

Your eyes snapped open, allowing Obi-Wan to see the start of the cascade of tears. You fell forward, clinging to Obi-Wan for comfort. His arms quickly came around you as he pulled you into him. Now he feared for what the Force had shown you.

“I have to know,” Obi-Wan carefully started as he still comforted you, “was it Satine?”
“I don’t know,” you rasped, voice raw. “I honestly don’t… but it was awful. I’ve never felt such darkness. I—“
“Sssshhh… you’re panicking. Deep breaths.”

Obi-Wan’s signature wrapped around you, trying to keep you grounded, as the data pad on the wall beeped. Keeping one of his arms around you, he used the Force to pull the datapad over. Obi-Wan quickly opened the notification.

“No,” he gasped.
“What is it?” You asked, moving to get a better look at the data pad.
“They’re claiming that Satine murdered someone. They’re demanding that she turn herself in.”
“That’s ridiculous. Satine would never do a thing like that.”
“I know.” Obi-Wan released you and went to stand back at the window. “If she hasn’t turned herself in, she’s got to be hiding somewhere.”
“We will find her, Obi-Wan. I can work on that now.”
“No.” Obi-Wan turned back to you. “You’ve used too much of your strength already.”
“I am fine.”
“You know, I never believe you when you say that.”
“Can’t you feel it in our bond? I’m fine.”
“I can feel that what you were shown has affected you, physically and mentally. I will not risk you falling into something I can’t pull you out of.”
“Obi—“

Obi-Wan’s communicator went off from its position on a stand next to the window. Satine’s hologram appeared. She was covering herself in a cloak as she spoke into her comlink.

“Obi-Wan, come in,” she called. “Obi-Wan, are you there?”
“Satine!” Obi-Wan exclaimed, moving to a better place to see the hologram. “Where are you? May Amedda has demanded you turn yourself in.”
“I know. Listen to me. Obi-Wan, I need your help.”

~~~

Obi-Wan rushed out of the mediation room after discussing a plan with Satine. He headed for his quarters to grab his clock. You followed after him.

“I’m coming with you,” you said.
“No,” Obi-Wan’s voice was stern. “I need to do this. Too many of us will draw more attention.”
“What if something happens? You’ll need back up.”
“You need to stay here— stay in your room. I will call if I need you.”

You entered Obi-Wan’s room, close behind him. He flung his cloak over his shoulders and place his hood on top of his head.

“Obi-Wan,” you stopped him from heading back out the door, stepping in his path. You looked into his eyes and knew that there was no way to convince him to let you go with him. You sighed, placing your hands on his upper arms. “Be safe.”
Obi-Wan’s lips turned up in a small smirk. “Always am.” He pressed a quick kiss to your forehead before slipping out into the night.

~~~

You paced in your room as you waited to hear from Obi-Wan again. You could feel that he was still alive and that he was safe-ish. You could have sworn you felt some slight pain from his end of the bond, but you could have just been imagining it. You were awake throughout the night. You had heard that Satine had been cleared and the Republic forces were ordered to stand down from the data pad in your room. You wanted to try and get him on his comlink, but worried it might catch you. As you kept your pacing, you felt a familiar presence coming down the hall. You hurried to your door and opened it, pulling Obi-Wan inside before he could knock.

“Are you alright?” You worried, looking for any damage.
He chuckled. “I’m fine. Just as I told you I would be.” He looked at you closely. “Did you get any sleep, darling?”
“No.” You shook your head. “I was too worried about you. I heard about the Republic pulling their forces from Mandalore. I am happy you could help her.”
“As am I.”
You wrapped your arms around his waist and pressed yourself into him. “Just next time, I don’t care what you say, I’m coming with you.”
With a breathy laugh, he wrapped his arms around you. “I figured you’d say that.”

Chapter Text

“So… you have feelings for Obi-Wan?” Anakin teased as the two of your circled each other.
“Maybe,” you responded.

Your lightsabers were pointed at each other as you carefully studied each other, waiting for someone to make the first move. You noticed Anakin’s smirk and knew that you could easily win this. He was too cocky.

“I could tell that the way he spoke about and with Satine got to you,” Anakin continued. “Don’t deny it.”
“I’ve technically not denied anything,” you said.
“Who would have thought that the Council’s favorite would form an attachment to a member of the Jedi Council.”
“Watch your words, Anakin.”

His statement stung slightly, but you were going to allow him to believe that he was getting to you. You had been trained better than that.

“I’m sorry. I’m just happy that you messed up,” Anakin said.
“I’ve messed up?” You questioned. “Are you sure?”

You lunged forward, hitting Anakin’s saber from the bottom and knocking it out of his hand. Both of you shot out a hand, trying to use the Force to pull the lightsaber toward yourself. You noticed the sweat on Anakin’s brow as his face clenched into one of angry concentration. Your face, on the other hand, was calm and almost emotionless. Anakin’s lightsaber slipped slightly in your direction causing Anakin to let out a cry of frustration.

“Just give up, Ani,” you taunted. “Face the fact that I am the stronger one.”

Anakin clenched his teeth and shot his other arm toward you, pushing you away. The move caught you off guard and allowed Anakin to take his saber back and charge angrily at you. You were able to block him as he tried to strike you down. You could feel his anger and focus on victory as the two of you pushed against each other. Anakin’s foot came out and kicked you, causing you to roll backward. You landed on your feet, facing Anakin.

“You need to be mindful of your aggression,” you warned.

Anakin charged forward again. This time you slid your leg along the ground, knocking Anakin’s legs out from under him. He fell to the ground with a thud, dropping his saber, and you used the Force to take it from him. You twirled both the lightsabers as you rushed at Anakin. Before he could get up, you used the Force to jump. You landed near him and pinned him to the ground with one foot. You held the lightsabers to his neck.

“Still think I’m the one who messed up?” you teased.
“Very impressive, Y/N,” Obi-Wan complimented as he walked further into the room.

He had been watching from the shadows since Anakin had told you that you had messed up. He was in complete awe at how calm you looked as you fought. It didn’t help that you were completely beautiful while doing it as well.

“Thank you, Obi-Wan,” you replied, bowing slightly.

You had felt Obi-Wan the moment he entered the room. You wouldn’t admit that it forced you to try and actually win against Anakin.

“I believe you have much to learn from, Y/N, my former Padawan,” Obi-Wan commented.
Anakin groaned a little as he picked himself up from the ground. “I should bring Ahsoka around to duel with you some time,” he said.
“I would be happy to duel with Ahsoka,” you said, handing Anakin back his lightsaber. “I’m sure she would be a better opponent than Anakin here.”
“Hey!”
“No offense, Ani.”
“Next time, watch your back.”
“Be careful with your arrogance, Anakin,” Obi-Wan warned. “It’s what gives Y/N the advantage.”
“Why don’t you try and duel her then?”

Obi-Wan’s eyes met yours. There was glimmering mischief behind them. Like you were silently pushing him to duel you.

“As long as Y/N is okay with it,” Obi-Wan said, putting the ball in your court.
“I’d love to, Master Kenobi,” you responded.

The playful glint in your eye came forward as you barely smirked. The two of you keep each other’s gaze as you placed yourselves on opposite sides of the room. You ignited your lightsaber, which was still in your hand, as Obi-Wan released his from his belt and did the same. The two of you walked in a slow circle around the room, much as you and Anakin had before, both of you waiting for the other to make the first move.

In tandem, the two of you lunged forward, hitting your sabers together. You both kept at it, quickly moving your sabers back and forth against each other’s as you moved in a circle. Obi-Wan spun around, twirling his saber but keeping it blocking yours. You stepped forward, swinging toward Obi-Wan’s side, but he quickly blocked your saber and moved to the side.

As you continued to duel, you realized that Obi-Wan wasn’t making a single offensive move, only defensive. You quickly jumped up into a flip and landed behind him. You kicked him in his back, sending him stumbling forward.

“You’re going easy on me, Obi,” you said, slightly disappointed. “Training duels aren’t meant for easiness.”
Obi-Wan turned to face you. “You are right, little star. My apologies.”

He threw his arm out and pushed you away with the Force. You only went sliding back, still on your feet as you used the Force to counteract the action. Obi-Wan rushed toward you, aiming for your legs. You caught his saber blade with yours before he could hit them. You pushed it up and away from your legs.

Anakin was in awe at the duel. The two of you continued, in perfect sync with each other. Almost like the two of you could sense what the other was doing before they did it. He could also feel the strength in the Force around him. You and Obi-Wan could feel it too. With every time you both used your bond to sense what the person’s next moves were, the Force around you grew in strength and power.

Obi-Wan wasn’t necessarily beginning to struggle with keeping up with you. He was just so enraptured by how amazing you are. He could feel it in your bond, even though you had been playfully teasing him, it didn’t affect your movements. Your signature was calm and collected as you fought, not controlled by your emotions. Something every Jedi worked toward.

While he was slightly distracted by you, which you could completely sense, you got the upper hand on Obi-Wan. He went to swing his lightsaber at you and you twirled around him and used the Force to push him onto the ground. He landed on his stomach before turning onto his back. As he did that, you were able to take his lightsaber from him. Obi-Wan kicked at your shins. You fell forward, on to Obi-Wan. You landed with your hands to the side of Obi-Wan’s face, thankfully since the lightsabers were still ignited. His hands went to your waist to help catch you. Your faces were so close to each other, breaths fanning over each other’s faces as you both panted.

“I win,” you breathed out. You glanced from his eyes to his lips, back to his eyes.
“Are you sure about that, little star?” Obi-Wan teased, smirking slightly.

Anakin cleared his throat, reminding you both that you were not alone. You quickly jumped up, turning off the lightsabers as heat crawled up your neck in embarrassment. Obi-Wan got up after you, pink tinting his cheeks.

“Here,” you said, barely looking him in the eye as you gave him his lightsaber back. “Thank you for the duel, Master Kenobi.”
He took the saber, being sure to carefully brush his fingers against yours. “You are a very impressive warrior, little star. It was a pleasure.”
You finally looked back at his eyes. “The pleasure was all mine.” The comlink on your wrist beeped. “I need to take this. I will see you around.”

You quickly left the room. Obi-Wan watched as you left with Anakin watching his old Master. Ahsoka passed you, coming into the room. She could sense that something had happened in there, just wasn’t sure as to what.

“What did I miss, Master?” She asked Anakin.
Anakin smirked. “A lot, Snips,” he responded. “A lot.”

~~~

You had been called into the war room and given your next assignment. You would be the lone Jedi on the assignment, which saddened you a bit, but you were happy that you would get to see your battalion again. As you headed back to your quarters, someone joined in step beside you. You smiled, already sensing who it was. You looked over to see his brown Jedi cloak on, with his hood over his head, and another cloak slung over one of his arms.

“Put this on,” Obi-Wan said quietly as he handed over the extra cloak.
You took it and did as instructed. “What’s going on here, Obi?” You asked.
He looked at you, a small grin on his face. “It’s a surprise.”

Obi-Wan led you out of the Jedi Temple, revealing that night had indeed fallen. You gasped as you felt Obi-Wan reach for your hand and lace his fingers through yours. It was the first time you two had really held hands, allowing you to feel the rough callouses over them. Some would hate the roughness of the callouses, but it reminded you of his strength and how he worked hard and put his heart into everything he did. He guided you down to a speeder, helping you get in before getting into the driver’s side.

“Serious, Obi-Wan,” you said, unable to hold back the smile, “what is going on here?”
“I told you, darling, it’s a surprise,” he responded with a cheeky grin.

You rolled your eyes as he flew off. Obi-Wan guided you through traffic easily. You watched as the other speeders and the buildings went by. You kept silently questioning where you were going, allowing Obi-Wan to feel your curiosity through your bond. Still, Obi-Wan wasn’t cracking. Both of you knew that you could get your answer by searching the bond further, but you also both knew that you wouldn’t do that. You were even more confused when Obi-Wan parked near one of the tallest buildings on Coruscant. Obi-Wan got out first and rushed around to help you out of the speeder. Once you were standing on the ground, he fixed your hood to be back around your face.

“Okay,” he whispered. “Let’s go.”

Obi-Wan’s hand found yours once again as he led you into the building. You immediately noticed that he was keeping you both in the shadows. He led you into an elevator and pressed the button to the top floor when you entered. The elevator doors closed and it began to quickly move up. Obi-Wan’s thumb began to rub against the back of your hand as his eyes focused on the number of the floor levels, counting up. You could feel Obi-Wan’s nerves start to get to him, so you sent a wave of calm over as your thumb started to rub the back of his hand.

Once the elevator had reached the destination, the doors opened and Obi-Wan guided you out onto the roof of the building. Your eyes immediately went to the sky, seeing the stars and planets scattering it.

“That’s so beautiful,” you breathed out.

Obi-Wan looked at you as he kept you walking toward the center of the roof. He wanted to disagree with you. You were the most beautiful thing in the whole galaxy. He stopped you once he was at the spot he wanted to be in. As you kept your eyes on the sky, Obi-Wan’s hands came up to your hood and slowly pulled it down before he pulled down his own. His heart was filled with so much happiness at your happiness. You finally pulled your eyes down from the sky to Obi-Wan.

“What caused you to bring me here?” You asked softly.
“I heard that you were given an assignment and I didn’t know when we’d be able to do this again,” he answered, willing to be completely honest with you. “Our assignments are never easy and always come with a risk. I wanted to make sure you didn’t leave—that I didn’t let you leave, without knowing my affections for you.”
“It’s wonderful, Obi. Truly. Thank you.” You leaned in and kissed him softly.
He smiled into the kiss, mumbling through your lips. “I’m glad you like it, little star.”
You pulled away, a clear question in your eyes. “Obi? May I ask you something?”
“Anything, my dear.” His hand came up and he brushed his fingers down the side of your face before gently cupping your cheek.
“Why do you call me ‘little star’?”

Obi-Wan smiled softly at the memory of when he first called you that. You were just a child then, having just been freed from being a slave on Tatooine. You had gone out searching for something to keep you and Anakin warm, not used to the temperatures of space yet.

“I call you that because of the light that exudes from you,” he answered. “Ever since I’ve met you, I’ve been drawn to you. It may be the bond we share, but it’s much more than that. You are my star, in a galaxy full of them. You are what I revolve around, my focus. Even before I loved you. And when you die out, I hope that your black hole sucks him in with you. Because I don’t know if I can live without you anymore.”
Tears were forming in your eyes, threatening to spill out at any moment. “You love me?”
Obi-Wan nodded, his other hand coming up to carefully hold your face. “Yes… I love you, Y/N Skywalker.”
You gasped at the sound of your real name. “And I love you, Obi-Wan Kenobi.”

Obi-Wan quickly pulled you in for a long, passionate kiss. His hands slid down your face and body, finding a home on your hips, as your hands found a spot at the base of his neck, allowing your fingers to feel the short hairs along his neck. When you pulled apart, your hearts were racing and you were panting slightly. Obi-Wan smiled as he rested his forehead against yours. You both closed your eyes and allowed yourselves to live in the moment, feeling each other’s physical presence and Force presence. In your heart, you questioned yet again how attachments could be so wrong when your attachment to Obi-Wan felt so incredibly good.

Chapter Text

Obi-Wan could feel that something was wrong before he was even told anything. He knew that your latest assignment was paired with Jedi Master Even Piell, one of the Masters that had trained you personally. The two of you had found information about the secret hyperspace lanes called the Nexus Route. He knew that the whole assignment was perilous and important to the Republic, but all Obi-Wan could think of was you as he raced to the war room. Mace Windu, Plo Koon, and Yoda were in there.

“I have sensed that something has happened,” Obi-Wan admitted as he came up to the Jedi Masters.
“Hmm. Stronger than I thought, the bond is between you and Y/N,” Yoda noted.
“Master Piell’s cruiser was attacked,” Windu stated. “We know that at least he and Y/N have been taken alive.”
“Where have they been taken?” Obi-Wan asked. His Force signature was branching out across the galaxy, trying to reach you.
“The Citadel,” Plo Koon responded.

Obi-Wan’s worry grew ten-fold. The Citadel was known as one of the most deadly prisons in the galaxy. No one ever escaped from it. And now you were there, your life endanger.

“I would like to lead a group to rescue them,” Obi-Wan offered, stepping closer to the Masters.
“Yes,” Windu agreed. “You may take anyone who is available that you feel you may need.”
“Thank you.” Obi-Wan bowed before quickly leaving the room. He put his comlink up to his mouth. “Anakin. Come in, Anakin.”
“What can I help you with, Master?” Anakin responded.
“I need you to get down here to the war room. Bring Cody, Rex, Echo, and Fives with you…” Obi-Wan paused, letting out a sigh. “Y/N’s been captured.”

~~~

As you floated in the air, bounded in a tractor beam and waiting for someone to come into your cell and try to push for information, you felt Obi-Wan’s signature reach for you. You allowed yourself, and him, a brief moment of feeling assured by each other’s signatures before you closed him out. You knew that you were going to get tortured and you could not allow Obi-Wan to feel that pain. You only hoped that Obi-Wan could get to you in time.

~~~

Obi-Wan’s jaw clenched as he stood around the holo table in the war room. Everyone he had asked Anakin to bring was there with the addition of Master Plo. He had found your signature alive and it even reacted with his, before you shut him out. That only led him to believe that you were being tortured and you were trying to protect him. Obi-Wan’s need to get to you only grew.

“As you are aware, the Citadel is their most isolated and impenetrable detention facility,” Plo explained. “No one has ever escaped.”
“There’s a first time for everything,” Anakin said.
“Indeed there is,” Obi-Wan agreed.
“Their security has prevented our probes from obtaining recent reconnaissance,” Plo informed, “so we’ve been forced to construct a crude map based upon data from the archives.” He pressed a button on the holo table, allowing the map to show.
“And since the data is extremely old, the map will be difficult to rely on.”
“So we’re essentially going in blind,” Anakin said.
“Beg your pardon, General,” Rex cut in, “but how do we know Master Piell and General L/N are still alive?”
“The Separatists won’t dare kill them until they have what they need,” Obi-Wan answered.
“They obtained the coordinates of a secret hyperspace lane known as the Nexus Route,” Plo added, “which travels into the heart of both the Republic and Separatist home worlds.”
“They could prove vital in maneuvering our forces deep into remote Separatist sectors.”
“Or the enemy could use them to slip through our defenses and attack Coruscant,” Anakin added.
“These hyperspace lanes are of immense interest to both our sides and could tip the scale of the war to whomever is in possession of them,” Plo said. “That is all.”

~~~

Obi-Wan found himself walking between Anakin and Plo down the halls of the Jedi Temple.

“Based on the archive schematics, we’ve narrowed it down to three possible locations they could be holding Piell and Y/N at,” Plo told them.
“My greatest concern is infiltrating their outer security,” Obi-Wan said. It was a partial truth. That was one of his greatest concerns. His greatest was making sure you got out alive. “The life-form scanners will not be easy to fool.”
“I’ve got a thought about that,” Anakin said.
“Master!” Ahsoka called, rushing toward the three men. “I’m sorry I’m late. I just heard about the briefing. We’re going to rescue Master Piell and Y/N, right?”

Anakin paused, folding his arms over his chest as he looked at his Padawan. Plo and Obi-Wan turned back briefly.

“You two have much to discuss,” Plo said before he and Obi-Wan walked away. “Master Yoda mentioned something about a bond between you and my former Padawan, Y/N.”
“Yes,” Obi-Wan sighed.
“Is this a Force bond?”
“Yes. We have had it since we met.”
“Interesting.” Plo was clearly in great thought. “Be mindful of it as you go throughout the rescue, Obi-Wan. The Citadel has its ways of using things against you.”

~~~

You groaned in pain as one of the droids in front of you tased you, again. You had lost track of how many times you had been tased but you did know that each new one was more painful than the last. You wouldn’t let it break you for information though. You were much stronger than that. They tased you again. Once they stopped, your head hung and you panted.

“You are weakening,” another droid stated, coming up to stand in front of you. “You decide when the pain will stop. Just give me the information.”
“I will never give you the information,” you spat.
“We will see about that. Tase her again.”

~~~

In order to bypass the life-form scanners, Obi-Wan’s team had to be carbon-frozen. R2D2 and his team of reprogrammed battle droids were then in charge of flying them to the Citadel. After successfully fooling the Citadel into thinking they were delivering supplies and rations, the droids landed the ship on a ledge of the cliff that the Citadel prison was sitting on. The droids unloaded the frozen team before R2D2 went to each of them and unfroze them.

“Hey, Snips,” Anakin greeted as he groggily walked.
“Hey, Master,” Ahsoka responded.
“I must have carbon sickness because I could swear that’s Ahsoka,” Obi-Wan said, rubbing out his shoulders.
“Your eyes are fine,” Anakin replied. “it’s Ahsoka’s hearing that needs help.”
“I received orders to join the team,” Ahsoka responded. “I thought you knew.”
“Orders? From who?”
“I discussed it with Master Plo.”
“He didn’t tell me.”
“You were already in carbonite.”
“Well, I gave you a specific order not to come.”
“If there’s one thing I’ve learned for you, Master, it’s that following direct orders isn’t always the best way to solve a problem.”
“I see Anakin’s new teaching method is to ‘do as I say, not as I do’,” Obi-Wan teased. “Welcome aboard.”
“This is not a joke,” Anakin continued. “I already have Y/N to worry about and now I have you, too.” He walked away.
“Does he not see that that is the reason I had to come?” Ahsoka questioned.
“Not that I’m happy that you went behind your Master’s back, but it will up to have another hand,” Obi-Wan said. “Help the troopers get ready.”

~~~

Obi-Wan led the way to the building and them up the side of it. Due to the wind and electro-mines on the side of the building, they had to free-climb their way up. As they climbed up the side, Obi-Wan got to the entry point first. He was going to jump onto the platform when four droids came out. Holding onto the ledge, he hid beneath it and signaled to the others to keep quiet. Once the droids had left, a shield came up in the doorway.

“They locked the door!” Obi-Wan exclaimed. “It’s ray-shielded!”
“Ray-shielded?” Anakin questioned. “That wasn’t the plan!”
“Well, it’s in the plan now.”
“There’s an opening up there,” Ahsoka stated.
“We know,” Anakin responded. “They’re ventilation ducts, but they’re far too small for us to gain access.”
“Too small for you, maybe, but I think I can squeeze through.”
“Well, we hadn’t planned on Ahsoka being here,” Obi-Wan admitted. “Perhaps she’s right.”

Anakin gave Ahsoka a nod, signaling to her that she could do it. Ahsoka hurried up the side to the vent. She opened the cover and slid in as the others waited outside along the cliff. Once the ray shield was down, they hurried onto the platform.

“See? I can handle myself after all,” Ahsoka commented, pointedly at her Master.

As the clones followed the Jedi onto the platform, Charger lost his grip and fell. He fell into one of the electro-mines on the way down. The alarm began blaring throughout the building.

“Well, they know we’re here,” Obi-Wan said, a slight sadness at the thought of the clone who had just died.

~~~

Your heart was beating rapidly as they finished tasing you again. You weren’t going to give up the information that they wanted, but you were close to putting your shields down and feeling Obi-Wan’s signature. If just for one last time.

“Maybe a different tactic is needed,” one of the droids said. “Perhaps you wouldn’t mind losing an eye.”

The droid‘s limb reached up toward you, revealing a long needle. You tried to move your head away from it as best as you could as you squeezed your eyes shut. Suddenly, the door slid open and shots were fired. You opened your eyes to see clones rushing in and behind them was Obi-Wan. Tears of relief filled your eyes as the clones took care of the droids and Obi-Wan came straight to you. He pressed a button that released you, easily catching you as your weak body fell.

“I’ve got you,” he whispered, holding you close to him. You couldn’t tell if he said that as a comfort to him or comfort to you because as you fell you let your shields down, allowing his signature to grasp onto yours. “I’ve got you…”
“Obi-Wan…” you breathed out, gripping onto him.
“Y/N!” Anakin exclaimed, rushing into the room. Without thinking of Obi-Wan, or even you, Anakin pulled you into his arms. “I’m so glad you’re okay.”
“Me too, Ani.” You pulled away and noticed Master Piell in the doorway. “I didn’t give them any of the information, Master.”
“I knew you wouldn’t,” he responded. “We need to find my captain and get the other third of the data.”
“Right—woah…” You had taken a step but your leg gave out beneath you. Obi-Wan quickly had an arm around your waist, holding you to him.
“Are you alright?” He worried.
“I’ll be fine. Just a little weak.”
“You will stay by my side, alright?” You nodded, okay with not arguing with him on that. “Let’s move.”

~~~

Cody led the way down the hallways, peeking around every corner and signaling if it was okay to move forward. Obi-Wan hadn’t been kidding about you staying by his side. He knew that he could not physically hold you there but his side was constantly brushing yours. Suddenly, attack droids surrounded you on either side. The clones aimed at them as you Jedi ignited your sabers. You and Obi-Wan immediately got back to back, ready for a fight.

As soon as the droids began firing, the Jedi began deflecting and the clones began shooting back. You quickly realized that these were not normal droids. These droids were doing jumps and flips to get closer to your group. Once the droids were close enough, they began physically assaulting. One of them grabbed your neck so hard, that you knew that there would be bruises there later. You grunted as you swung your saber through the droid, cutting it in half. It wasn’t long until all the droids were destroyed.

“We need to keep moving!” Obi-Wan said.

Keeping your sabers ignited, you all started down the hall again. You all suddenly stopped when a high-pitched sound started. Your weapons and anything else made of metal, snapped up to the ceiling as you plugged your eyes. This, unfortunately, included Anakin as his arm was made of metal.

“Anakin!” Obi-Wan shouted over the loud noises.

Electricity crackled as Anakin began to be electrocuted.

“Master!” Yelled Ahsoka.
“Ani!” You cried.

Once the round of electricity had stopped, Anakin’s body hung limp. A burst of laughter sounded through the speakers nearby.

“You fools!” A voice taunted. Droids rushed in on either side of the group. “I hope you enjoyed the reunion with your fellow Jedi because you’re going to be my guests for a very long time!”

You and Obi-Wan glanced at each other, thinking the same thing. With your backs against each other’s, you threw your arms out and tried to use the Force to push the droids away. The droids slid back but their feet didn’t lift from the ground.

“They’re magnetized,” Obi-Wan stated.

You both used the Force again to try and keep the droids away. The clones rushed forward and started fighting with the droids. As this was going on, Anakin fought through another surge of electricity to reach his lightsaber. He took it and turned off the magnetic ceiling, dropping himself and the weapons to the ground. You and Obi-Wan easily caught your sabers and destroyed three of the droids. Once the droids had been taken care of, Rex helped Anakin off of the floor.

“Are you alright, sir?” He wondered.
“Yeah,” Anakin answered. “Let’s get out of here.”

~~~

When you finally reached where they were keeping the remainder of Piell’s men, Anakin and Ahsoka easily took out the droids that were guarding inside the cell. Piell entered the cell, his men standing.

“General,” one of them said.
“Captain Tarkin,” Piell replied.

Though you worked with him on this last assignment, you couldn’t help but feel the tinge of darkness that was in Captain Tarkin. Throughout the assignment, he had proved nothing but a man willing to help the cause. But that didn’t help the way you felt about him.

“I never thought I’d see you again,” Captain Tarkin said. “General L/N.” He nodded toward you. “You brought friends.”
“Tarkin, this is Obi-Wan Kenobi and Anakin Skywalker,” Piell introduced.
“Well, now that you’ve found us, how do you expect to get us out? If they’ve locked this fortress down, there are at least ten squads on their way. It’s going to be impossible to escape.”
Obi-Wan’s hand came up to his beard as he thought. “What if we split up?” He asked. “My team will create a diversion, while Anakin leads the others away. That way, if one of us is captured, the enemy will only have part of the information and not all of it.”
“General Kenobi, I think it’s better if we stick together. A stronger force would have a better chance of protecting the information.”
“Not in this situation.”
“But surely we’d have more strength in numbers, rather than divide us.”
“Obi-Wan has a point,” Piell cut in. “I’ll go with him, you go with Y/N and Skywalker.”
Obi-Wan turned to you. “You must go with Anakin,” he said. You went to argue but were cut short at his plea through the Force. “Please, my dear. You being part of the diversion will only increase your chance of getting hurt and my heart can’t take you getting hurt more than you already have.” You sighed and nodded in response. “Thank you, my little star. Stay safe.”
“Please stay safe as well, Obi,” you responded.
His lips quirked up slightly. “Always am.”

Obi-Wan met your eyes briefly for one last time before leaving the cell with Master Piell following behind. The clones were split up between the two groups as well, for safety. You turned and looked to Anakin for directions. He was actually surprised that you weren’t heading the charge but you were tired and didn’t know the original escape plan as he did.

“Alright, everyone, follow me,” Anakin directed.

~~~

Anakin, Ahsoka, and yourself had your lightsabers ignited as you followed Anakin around the Citadel. After running for a while, Anakin stopped to look at the hologram map on him. He suddenly turned to the wall and cut a circle out.

“Everybody in,” he ordered.

Echo and Fives went up to the wall and pushed the cut-out way so that the group would be able to crawl through the hole. It led to outside in one of the canyons. Ahsoka jumped out first, running down the ledge to see if the path was clear.

“This is one of the original fortress tunnels,” Echo stated.
“The advantage of old archive data,” Fives added as everyone else came through the hole.
“The tunnel’s clear!” Ahsoka announced.
“Looks like Obi-Wan’s distraction worked,” Anakin said. “Things seem to be going as planned.”
“It’s when things do not go as planned that concerns me,” said Captain Tarkin. “When then?”
“It’s when things don’t go as planned that we Jedi are at our best. Trust me.”
“I really hate how true that statement is,” you muttered.
“I reserve my trust for those who take action, General Skywalker,” Captain Tarkin retorted.
“Then let me remind you, we rescued you back there,” Anakin said. “And I reserve my trust for those who understand gratitude, Captain Tarkin.”

Echo and Fives placed the cut-out back in its spot as Anakin began leading the group forward. You walked in a line down the path. Anakin was in front with Captain Tarkin behind him, Ahsoka behind the Captain, and you behind the Padawan. The rest of the clones with you were behind you.

“R2, are you and your battle droids ready to go?” Anakin asked for his comlink. R2 quickly replied. “Alright, get the ship fired up, we’ll meet you at the pipeline exit after you’ve picked up Obi-Wan, assuming he’s still on schedule.” He ended the transmission.

Your brows furrowed as you sensed Ahsoka’s thoughts. You hadn’t been trying to read her thoughts, it just happened. You picked up the pace to get as close as you could to her.

“Be mindful of your thoughts, Ahsoka,” you warned in a whisper. “They betray you.”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” Ahsoka responded.
“You weren’t supposed to be on this mission. You snuck into a carbon-freeze chamber and joined the others. Then you lied and said that Master Koon had approved it. So, when I say that your thoughts betray you, I really mean it.”

Ahsoka grunted in frustration, pushing forward until she was in front of everyone. You clearly had made her mad, but she needed to be careful before Anakin could sense her thoughts. Anakin moved his way to the back of the pack, sensing something. As your group made their way through a tighter spot in the tunnels, Anakin jumped up between two of the walls. You could sense a probe droid coming. Everyone had made it through the tight spot by the time the probe came over. Anakin jumped down from his spot, cutting the droid in half with his lightsaber.

“I am beginning to admire the design of this fortress,” Captain Tarkin admitted. You added that to the list of things off about him. “It’s rather formidable to evade.”
“How can you admire such a horrible place?” Ahsoka questioned.
“Ah, you reveal your short-sightedness. This ordeal only demonstrates how effective facilities like the Citadel are. Pity, it ended up in Separatist hands and not ours.”
“I will agree with that,” you said. “If it was in our hands, we wouldn’t be in this situation.”
“Alright, Snips, I need you to lead the group,” Anakin said. “Keep following the tunnel. I’ll catch up.”
“Why not Y/N?” Ahsoka asked.
“Y/N doesn’t know the plan. You do.” You sent a disapproving look Ahsoka’s way.
“Where are you going?”
“Obi-Wan’s not here, so someone has to protect our flank.”
“Be safe,” you told him.
“I guess it’s a good thing I came along after all,” Ahsoka said cockily.
“Don’t get ahead of yourself there, young one.”

Ahsoka glared at you before going to the front of the group. She began leading you through the tunnel.

“I am concerned that the Jedi have elected this child to lead the group,” Captain Tarkin said quietly to Rex, you overhearing it.
“I’ve served with her many times and I trust her, Captain,” Rex responded. “General L/N is also here and will be able to quickly formulate a plan if needed.”
Ahsoka turned a corner and stopped short. “Uh-Oh,” she said, looking up. You all followed coming face to face with a cliff. “Dead end.”
“So, what’s the plan here, Ahsoka?” You pointedly asked.

She studied the surface of the cliff, debating her options.

“Look out!” One of the clones shouted, shots being fired from incoming droids.

You and Ahsoka spun around and began deflecting the blasts with your lightsabers. You deflected a blast perfectly causing it to boomerang back to the droid, hitting it, and forcing it back into the lava in the lower canyons. You moved to destroy the others when Anakin jumped down from higher up and cut the other two droids in half. He slowly backed up as more droids began charging.

“What happened?” He asked. “Why didn’t you blow the wall? That part of the plan was your job!”

The droids had shields and were cornering you into the dead end as they fired at you. Anakin and yourself were in the front of the group, trying to deflect as many blasts as you could.

“I thought it was a dead end!” Ahsoka replied.
“If Master Plo really assigned you to this mission, he would have briefed you on the plan,” Anakin said.

Ahsoka quickly took Rex’s backpack full of detonators and ran back to the wall. She placed them all over the surface of the cliff. With two of them, she ran back and rolled them underneath the droid's legs, causing an explosion. The detonators on the cliff wall behind you exploded as well causing chunks of the cliff wall to rain down. You all were thrown to the ground. You groaned in pain at the harsh impact.

“Little star,” Obi-Wan’s voice filled the Force around you. “Are you alright? I felt some pain from your end of the bond.”
“I’m fine,” you responded. “Just wasn’t prepared for an explosion on either side of me.”
“Explosion?! Is everyone okay?”
You pushed yourself up to check your surroundings. “We’re good. Keep focused on your end and we’ll do our best on ours.”

Anakin came over and helped you to your feet before leading the group through the large blast hole in the wall. He led the group through another tunnel until you reached a large vertical pipe.

“This pipe leads up to the top of the ridge,” Anakin explained, “where R2 will pick us up and get us out of here. There’s the hatch.” He jumped up to the nearest edge of the pipe and helped everyone else up before leading to the hatch. He opened it and Ahsoka led the way in. “Let’s go! Let’s go! Everyone in. Don’t use your lights, and make sure your weapons are locked. The slightest electronic pulse could ignite this whole tube.”
“I hope somebody tells the droids that,” Captain Tarkin commented.
You stood beside Anakin as the Captain entered the tube. “I’m not a huge fan of that guy,” you said before going into the tube.

The tube was not pleasant to breathe in as you climbed and walked along it. Ahsoka was taking the lead, having too much energy for your liking.

“How much longer are we going to wander through this tunnel in the dark?” Captain Tarkin asked, clearly agitated.
“Captain Tarkin, haven’t you learned to trust me by now?” Anakin responded.
“You may have earned my trust General Skywalker, but my faith in your comrades is still lacking.”
“You lack faith in the Jedi.”
“I find their tactics ineffective. The Jedi Code prevents them from going far enough to achieve victory. To do whatever it takes to win. The very reason why peacekeepers should not be leading a war. Have I offended you?”
“No. I’ve also found that we sometimes fall short of victory because of our methods.”
“Well, I see we agree on something.”
“Our methods are not without cause,” you argued.
“I think I found a way out,” Ahsoka announced. She led the group to a ladder and opened up the hatch at the top of it.
“What do you see, Snips?” Anakin wondered.
“The coast is clear.”
“Any sign of Obi-Wan and the shuttle?” You asked.
“No, I don’t see him or R2 anywhere.” Ahsoka went out further to only be aimed at by droids. She jumped out and cut them in half with her saber. “We’ve got to go!”
“There could be a whole battalion of droids out there!” Tarkin exclaimed.
“Better than hiding in a fuel line,” Anakin said.

Anakin went up the ladder first with you right behind him. You could see that droids were coming at you from one side of the pipe and quickly joined Ahsoka in fighting them off. You, Anakin, and Ahsoka deflected blasts as the other climbed out of the tube and off the other side of it. You all ran and hid behind a rock.

“The plan’s been compromised!” Tarkin exclaimed. “The shuttle’s not coming!”
“Throw me a charge!” Anakin ordered, Rex quickly following through.

Anakin set it to detonate before throwing it into the pipe hatch you had climbed out of. The explosion happened fast. Your group crouched further down to hide under the rock more as large shards of metal rained down. Once it had calmed, Anakin stood up and dusted himself off.

“Let’s go,” he said. “Time for plan B.”
“There’s a plan B?” Tarkin questioned.
“There’s always a backup plan, Captain,” you responded.
“We’ll meet R2 at Obi-Wan’s position,” Anakin said.

Chapter Text

Obi-Wan’s group was being attacked when your group finally reached them. You and Anakin quickly ran to Obi-Wan’s side as he was crouched behind a shipping container. Ahsoka, Tarkin, and Piell followed suit.

“Sorry we’re late,” Anakin said.
“How nice of you to join us,” Obi-Wan responded. He looked at you, eyes quickly scanning you for signs of injury.
“The ship is surrounded,” Ahsoka stated.
“We need to launch a full-forward assault and take that vessel!” Tarkin said.
“we may have a bigger problem. Those turrets,” Obi-Wan said, motioning to the large guns on the roof line. “If we don’t take them out, they will use them to destroy the shuttle and prevent our escape.”
“Which is precisely why we should get aboard that shuttle and use the weapon systems to decimate those droids.”
“Whatever we’re going to do, we better do it fast,” Anakin said.

Anakin pointed to the sky where small speeders manned by droids were approaching and began firing. The group started to run toward the ship. All of the Jedi ignited their lightsabers and started to deflect the oncoming blasts. Piell jumped and used Anakin’s head to launch himself at one of the speeders, destroying it. That gave Anakin the idea to jump up on one of the speeders, killing the droid as he did so. You threw your hand out and yanked the droid down with the Force, causing a small explosion. You turned to see Obi-Wan watching you with a proud expression. You rolled your eyes before running to attack one of the droids on the ground.

The clones began throwing detonators at the ground-based droids. You jumped and flipped around to avoid the explosions. You just finished off a droid when you heard Fives shout for Echo. You looked to see Echo running toward the ship, reaching the ramp before it exploded.

“No!” You shouted.

You couldn’t feel the loss of Echo’s force signature, causing you to believe that he was still alive. You ran towards the pieces of the ship. Obi-Wan was quickly behind you, pulling you away.

“We have to go now!” He ordered everyone as he dragged you away. You tried to fight him to let you go. “He’s gone, Y/N,” he told you with sadness laced in his tone.
“No, he isn’t!” You fought. “He’s alive!”
He could feel what you had felt, mainly due to the bond, and knew you wouldn’t let this go easily. “We don’t have time for this, darling. We’ve got to go.”

You gave in with a nod. Once Obi-Wan felt like you wouldn’t go running back, he let you go. The two of you started running as Obi-Wan tried to get a hold of the Council.

“Master Kenobi, what has happened?” Master Koon answered the call.
“I’m afraid we’ve had a situation with the shuttle,” Obi-Wan replied.
Anakin ran up beside the two of you. “By situation, he means big explosion,” Anakin clarified.
“What they both are saying is that we need a rescue,” you added.
“It will be done,” Plo said. “I’m sending our cruisers now.”

~~~

The group found a hiding spot in one of the rocks. It gave you a view of most of the Citadel, allowing you to see if anyone was coming. You had placed yourself away from the ground, trying to meditate through your emotions while still listening in.

“We’ll need to hold out until the Council sends a ship,” Obi-Wan stated.
“Not a problem,” Piell replied. “We’ve beat them once, we’ll beat them again.
“This landscape is almost impossible to cross,” one of the clones said. “How are we going to get to the rendezvous point?”
“That is the trap of the Citadel,” Obi-Wan said. “It was designed so it would be almost impossible for fugitives to get off the surface, even if they escaped the tower.”
“Lucky we’re not just any fugitives,” Anakin said.
“I hope you’re right,” Piell said.

The group began heading out and yet you hadn’t moved. Obi-Wan came over and crouched down in front of you. His eyes caught sight of the bruise forming on your neck. He clenched his fists to prevent himself from brushing his fingers along it.

“We’ve got to keep moving, my dear,” he whispered.
“I didn’t feel his life force leave,” you spoke as quietly as he had. “Echo was a good man. We shouldn’t have left him there.”
“He was… I’m sorry we couldn’t look for him. But this mission—”
“I know that this mission is more than just about one man, it’s about the Nexus Route.”
“Yes,” Obi-Wan gave a nod. “Come on, we must keep going before they catch us.”

~~~

The clones led the way through the terrain filled with lava pits and rivers, and rock. Obi-Wan kept you next to him as best as he could, worried about you. After the clones had made sure the area was clear, your group stopped to come up with a plan and to rest slightly.

“What’s our next move?” Ahsoka asked.
“We’re going to have to fight our way off this rock,” Anakin answered.
“Contact the Council,” Obi-Wan instructed, “see when they plan to rescue us.”
“I’ll handle it,” Piell said, turning to R2 who had already begun the transmission. Master Windu appeared in hologram form.
“Master Piell, it’s good to see you alive, my friend,” Windu said.
“Likewise, Master Windu. Our escape route has been compromised and there are several squares of droids closing in on us.”
“When can we expect your arrival?” Anakin asked.
“Master Plo is already en route,” informed Windu.
“Gunships will arrive to evacuate you and your men,” Yoda added, appearing in the hologram “But do not delay. Only a small window of opportunity shall we have.” A map of the planet came up. “Your rendezvous point will be this island.”
“Understood,” Anakin replied.
“May the Force be with you,” Windu said before ending the transmission.
You took a deep breath, feeling a warning from the Force. “Everyone spread out and hide,” you directed. “They’re close.”
“And how could you possibly know that?” Tarkin questioned.
“Trust her,” Obi-Wan said. “If she says they’re close, we must heed her warning.”

You gave Obi-Wan a thankful nod before going to hide behind a rock pillar. The group was spread out around the area, preparing themselves for an attack.

“Incoming!” One of the clones warned just before blasters began firing.

The clones quickly took the led and used detonators to take care of the attacking droids. You and the other Jedi fell back with your lightsabers ignited for protection. Once the clones had joined you, the droids gone, you all turned off your sabers.

“No doubt there’s more on the way,” Obi-Wan said.
“Then let’s keep moving,” you said.

~~~

It didn’t take long before you were running away from another set of droids. Your group ended up along the ledge of a cliff, being shot at from all angles.

“They’re boxing us in!” Ahsoka exclaimed.
“Lock in your cables!” Ordered Anakin.

The group that had come to the rescue locked in their cables as the rest of you shot at and deflected the oncoming shots.

“R2, we need your droids to hold off the enemy as long as possible,” Anakin directed. R2 deeper in response. “Good. Everybody, follow me!” He pulled Captain Tarkin onto his back and began walking down the side of the cliff.
“This is sheer madness!” Tarkin exclaimed.
“Y/N, come here!” Obi-Wan demanded.

Before you could really move, Obi-Wan pulled you onto his back. Your arms naturally wrapped around his neck and your legs wrapped around his waist. His hands came under your thighs to help support you as he followed Anakin. You had to try and calm your racing heart. You two and really never been this close physically before. Come to think of it, you rarely even hugged. Even in the midst of danger though, you couldn’t help but enjoy being this close to Obi-Wan. And you could tell that Obi-Wan felt the same way about you.

As you reached about halfway, one of the clones cables was shot at and broken, causing two of them to fall to their deaths. You closed your eyes, hurrying your face into Obi-Wan’s neck as you clung to him tighter.

“I’m not going to let you fall, little star,” he whispered to you. “Never.”

When you reached the next level, Obi-Wan almost didn’t let you go. But he knew that he couldn’t hold you like this with other Jedi around and with being shot at, with droids had begun to do from above. He let you go, allowing you to stand on your own two feet.

“Keep moving!” Anakin yelled, ushering everyone to run. “Keep moving!

Obi-Wan and you ran to the open hole in the ground that everyone else was heading into. Anakin quickly followed, being the last one to join you. None of you stopped running yet, wanting to gain distance between your group and the droids. Obi-Wan stopped everyone as your group reached the end of the tunnel, waiting for a group of droids on speeders to pass before signaling for everyone to continue forward.

“What if your Jedi friends are not there when we arrive?” Tarkin questioned.
“Keep moving and you won’t have to worry about that Tarkin,” answered Piell.
“Why did Master Piell and Y/N have to share half of the intel with that guy?” You heard Ahsoka ask Anakin from behind you. “It’s like he’s not even grateful we rescued him.
“Captain Tarkin feels the Jedi should be relieved from the burden of leading the war effort,” Anakin responded.
“That’s ridiculous.”
“Maybe, but we aren’t soldiers, we’re peacekeepers. The Jedi Code often prevents us from going far enough to achieve victory.”
“A rather simple point of view,” Obi-Wan commented.
“Either way, he is a good captain.”

Howling started in the distance, catching everyone’s attention.

“Did you hear that?” Ahsoka asked.
“Yes,” Piell said. “We’re going to have company.”

Your group continued on, Obi-Wan and yourself leading the pack. You two and gotten enough distance from the others where you could both talk freely as long as you were quiet.

“How are you feeling?” Obi-Wan asked. He was still worried about the torture you had been through.
“Honestly, Obi, my body’s getting tired,” you responded.
“We’re going to be rescued soon and then you can rest.”
“Will I be able to rest? The Council keeps sending me away on assignments. Not to mention how many you’ve been on.” You sighed. “This assignment is the first time we’ve been together in weeks and that’s only because I needed rescuing.”
Obi-Wan sighed. “I do wish things were different, little star. But we are at war.”
“I know,” you sighed.

The group paused at the sound of howling once again.

“Those creatures are gaining,” Piell stated. “If they’ve caught our scent, they’ll lead the droids right to us.”
“We’re gonna have to deal with them,” said Anakin.
“What about using this cave to surprise them?” Ahsoka suggested, pointing at a nearby cave.
“If we can get them to pass by, we can attack them from behind,” said Piell. “But we need a distraction.”
“Leave that to me,” Anakin said. Obi-Wan cleared his throat. “And Obi-Wan, of course.”
“Okay, the rest of you, follow me.”

You hated splitting up with Obi-Wan again but you knew that your body was not energized enough to keep up with Obi-Wan and Anakin while they were the distraction. You looked at Obi-Wan and he gave you a nod, encouraging you to follow Master Piell. You did, separating from Obi-Wan and Anakin and R2, who had decided to stay with the two Jedi. Your group hid inside a cave until you believed that the distraction was working well enough. The group ran through the tunnels, only to be stopped by large droids. You, Ahsoka, and Piell ignited your lightsabers and began fighting off the droids.

“Keep going!” Piell ordered the rest of them. “Ahsoka, Y/N, and I will take care of the droids.”

The group quickly obeyed, rushing away as the three of you left were surrounded by the three large droids. You flipped and jumped around to dodge the blasts as you tried to hop onto the droid. Eventually, you were able to land on top of it and you plunged your saber through its center. Piell was able to cut his droid in half as you slid your saber up of the droid, making sure it wasn’t working.

As Ahsoka finished her droid off, you stood up straight, sensing that one of those creatures that were after you was nearby. Before you could do anything, the creature had come out of the fog and pinned down Master Piell. It bit his neck before you were able to use the Force to launch the creature into the nearby rock wall. Lifting it up by the Force, you threw it into the lava at the bottom of the cliff. Ahsoka was already kneeling at Piell’s side when you raced over.

“Master Piell!” You exclaimed.
“I have to get help,” Ahsoka said, moving to leave.
“No,” Piell groaned. “Don’t leave. Listen to me carefully, child.” Piell was struggling to get his words out. “The information, I need you to deliver it back to the Council with Y/N.”
“I should find Anakin or Obi-Wan. They need to hear this.”
“No. You must listen.”
“Ahsoka,” you called gently, trying to follow your Master’s wishes, “listen.”
“But I wasn’t assigned to the team,” Ahsoka admitted out loud. “I lied just so I could be a part of the mission.”
“Whether you were meant to be on this mission or not, you are now one of the most important parts of it,” Piell told the Padawan. “And see to it that the information I’m about to give you is revealed to no one but the Jedi Council.”

Ahsoka leaned in closer to get the piece of information that Piell had. When Ahsoka pulled away, you felt the Jedi Master’s life force slip into the Force. Tears sprung in your eyes as you closed them and bowed your head.

~~~

Obi-Wan could feel the movement you started grieving. Worry bloomed in his chest at the thought of what could have happened. He was on a higher ledge when he saw you come through the fog carrying Master Piell, with Ahsoka beside you.

“Oh, no,” Obi-Wan breathed out.

He rushed down from where he was as you knelt down and laid Master Piell’s body on the ground. You stayed knelt down, with your hands in your lap, as everyone surrounded you.

“He died, honorably,” Ahsoka stated.
“What about the information?” Wondered Anakin.
“I have it. He told me just before he died.”

Rex pulled a blanket out of his pack to wrap Master Piell in. Piell was carefully wrapped up and brought over to one of the cliff edges, the group following. Obi-Wan went to help you off your knees to join the group but you quickly got yourself up and brushed passed him. He sighed. He could feel that what you needed was to just be held, so you weren’t allowing yourself any physical contact with Obi-Wan just in case you slipped up. Master Piell had been one of the Council members to have personally trained you. Obi-Wan understood what it was like losing one’s Master, but your situation was different. You had already lost Masters before and you would continue to. What a toll that could take on anyone.

“We don’t have much time,” Obi-Wan told the group. “Let’s take this moment to honor him, then we must move on. He would have wanted us to complete our mission.

Anakin and Obi-Wan reached an arm out and used the Force to guide Master Piell into the lava below. You watched as his burning body floated down the river.

~~~

Your group was mostly silent the rest of the way to the rendezvous point. Obi-Wan kept glancing over at you as his signature tried to bring you some comfort. You weren’t willing to accept the help yet but didn’t block him out.

“There’s the extraction point,” Obi-Wan announced, pointing to the island surrounded by lava.

Anakin and Rex ran up rock spikes and shot cables into the island. They secured the cables before Rex and Captain Tarkin were the first to use them to crawl across the open lava.

“Incoming!” Rex shouted in warning.

Droids on speeders were coming toward your group as Ahsoka and a clone began to cross the cables. You, Obi-Wan, and Anakin began using your lightsabers to deflect the blasts.

“You need to get across to the island now, Y/N!” Obi-Wan ordered.
“Not yet!” You responded, deflecting a shot meant to hit Obi-Wan.

Obi-Wan jumped up onto one of the speeders and destroyed the droid that was flying it. Anakin did the same thing to another and the two Jedi began attacking from the air. You stayed on the ground, deflecting the shots so that the rest of the group could get across. Once you were the only one on your side, you noticed that Anakin and Obi-Wan had reached the island.

“Y/N!” Obi-Wan shouted. “Behind you!”

You looked behind you to see large battle droids coming your way. Taking a deep breath, you sprinted toward the edge of the ground and leaped off. You used the Force and channeled the strength in your bond, to get the height and the distance you needed to get on the island. Your landing, though, was not as nice as you would have hoped. You crashed to the ground, rolling to a stop. Obi-Wan rushed to your side.

“That was reckless,” he scolded as he helped you sit up. “You could have gotten yourself killed.”
“But I didn’t,” you coughed.

The rescue ship flew through the fog and hovered above the island. The doors opened to reveal Master Plo and a few clones.

“I believe you’ve worn out your welcome,” Plo said.

Droids started crawling onto the island and firing at the group. That only made you get on the rescue ship faster. Once everyone was on, the ship quickly headed out.

“Admiral Coburn,” Plo called over his comlink, “we have the survivors. Recall all fighters.”
“Yes, General,” Admiral Coburn responded.

~~~

Once aboard the star cruiser, your body decided that it needed to sit. Obi-Wan could sense it. He looked over at you to see you slowly making your way down the hall. He excused himself and went to grab a small med kit before setting off to find you. Obi-Wan was thankful that the Force easily guided him to you. You were in a small room that clones often used to sleep for a few hours. The door slid open, causing you to look at who was coming in. Obi-Wan sent you a small smile as he entered, making sure the door slid shut behind him. He came over and sat beside you.

“I brought this in case you may need it,” said Obi-Wan.
“Thanks,” you mumbled.
“I want to start with that bruise along your neck. Is that okay?”

You nodded, too tired to speak. Obi-Wan set the kit down on the bed the two of you were seated on. He opened the kit and took out the bacta spray. He knew you didn’t exactly need the spray, it was just a bruise, but he wanted to be cautious with you. When it came to your health, Obi-Wan wasn’t going to take any chances. He shook the bacta can a bit before aiming and spraying at your neck. You flinched and let out a slight whimper.

“Sorry, darling,” Obi-Wan whispered as he continued to spray it along the whole bruise. “Is there anywhere else?”
You shook your head. “Nothing as bad as that,” you responded quietly.
“Are you sure?”
You nodded. “I’m sure.”

Obi-Wan put away the bacta can and shut the med kit. He pushed the kit aside before moving closer to you. Placing a hand against your cheek, his thumb rubbed against your skin. You closed your eyes and leaned into his hand.

“I was so worried about you, little star,” he admitted softly.
“I knew you’d come for me,” you replied.

Obi-Wan pressed out a tight smile. He leaned forward and held a kiss on your forehead. You moved your head to rest it against his shoulder.

“Thank you, Obi,” you whispered.
“Anything for you, little star,” Obi-Wan replied.

~~~

Master Windu and Master Yoda were waiting for your group when you finally landed back on Coruscant. Yoda had felt your grief through the Force and came up to you.

“Of Master Piell’s loss, we are sorry to hear,” he said to you.
“He will be missed,” Windu added.
“Because of his great sacrifice, we now have the Nexus Route coordinates,” Plo said.
“Captain Tarkin, Y/N, and Ahsoka have each memorized a third of it,” Obi-Wan told the Jedi Masters.
“Debrief them, we must,” Yoda responded.
“With all due respect, Master Jedi,” Tarkin cut in, “I was instructed by Chancellor Palpatine to bring the intel directly to him for debriefing.”
“Y/N and I promised Master Piell that we would deliver it only to the Council,” Ahsoka said. “and that’s what we will do.”
“Hmm,” Yoda hummed. “Personally meet with the Chancellor, I will. Decide what is best to do, we shall.”

The group began to part. Before Plo could go far, Anakin caught him.

“Master Plo, there’s something we want to ask you,” Anakin said. “Did you assign Ahsoka to the mission?”

Ahsoka turned and looked at Plo, ready for her punishment.

“It appears I did,” Plo responded.

You smirked, knowing he had a soft spot for the Padawan. Obi-Wan and Anakin sent each other a knowing look as Plo and Ahsoka walked off together.

“A job well done, General Skywalker,” Captain Tarkin said, holding out his hand to Anakin. Anakin took it. “I wish more Jedi had your military sensibilities. Perhaps I can inform the Chancellor of your valor.” Tarkin dropped Anakin’s hand and walked away.
“I’m not sure what to think of your new ally,” Obi-Wan said.
“Well, I think we need people like him,” Anakin said. “this is a war. If we aren’t willing to do what it takes to win, we risk losing everything we try to protect.”
“Unfortunately, war tends to distort our point of view. If we sacrifice our code, even for victory, we may lose that which is most important, our honor.”

Something about Obi-Wan’s words didn’t sit right with you. Was he saying that in just talk of war? Or was he thinking that, in breaking the Code with you, he was sacrificing his honor? Something that Obi-Wan Kenobi was known for throughout the galaxy.

Chapter Text

You gave your piece of the information about the Nexus Route to the Council. You didn’t want to deal with it anymore, just wanting to rest in your bed. Your mind kept drifting back to what Obi-Wan had said about code and honor as you made your way from the war room to your quarters. Sighing, you decided to just ignore what he had said for now. You were most likely just overthinking it due to exhaustion anyway. You went straight to bed when you arrived in your room, happy to see it after far too long. Sleep welcomed you with open arms.

Sadly, your peaceful sleep didn’t last very long. Nightmares weren’t unfamiliar to you, you had many of them through your younger Padawan years. But, with the guidance of the Council, you learned to control them. You honestly couldn’t recall the last time you had a nightmare. This nightmare felt different than any other nightmare that you could remember.

You were standing in an endless, black space. The only light that shone was from directly above you. Looking up, you couldn’t tell where the light was coming from. You moved your feet slightly, realizing that there was a thin layer of liquid covering the ground. Your eyes slowly raked up your own form, allowing you to see that you were in your normal Jedi attire, minus your lightsaber that usually resided on your hip. You stepped forward and reached your hand out to see if you could pass the lighted area, your foot making a small splash. Your fingers found that there was an invisible shield keeping you in the circle of light.

Suddenly, light shone down in four spots around you, identical to the one you were in. You gasped when you realized that people were trapped inside the circle of lights, and you knew those people. Ahsoka, Padme, Anakin, and Obi-Wan were each in their own section. You couldn’t hear them, but you could see their lips moving. Obi-Wan was studying the source, trying to figure a way out, while Anakin was attacking the shield, clearly trying to get to Padme. Padme was facing Anakin, trying to get his attention, while Ahsoka seemed to be doing what Obi-Wan was doing.

You inhaled sharply as a dark chill ran down your spine. You then noticed tiny waves in the liquid covering the ground outside of where you were stuck. A wind whistled passed you. You looked in the direction in which the wind was coming from. A dark black fog was rolling in and fast. You watched as it quickly made its way over to where Ahsoka was being kept. It started swirling around the bottom of the light, steadily making its way up. Ahsoka began panicking, hitting against the shield as the fog continued up.

“Ahsoka!” You shouted, failing to reach her yourself.

Before you knew it, Ahsoka was completely covered in the dark fog. It took a moment before the fog had moved away and revealed that nothing was left from where Ahsoka had stood, just darkness. Your eyes tracked the fog as it headed toward Padme. Anakin immediately began fighting harder to get out of his confinement. You stood, watching in silent horror as the same thing that happened to Ahsoka happened to Padme. Anakin fell to his knees, his head hung in complete grief. Tears ran down your face as you watched the darkness speed up on its way to Anakin.

“Anakin!” You yelled, wishing that he could hear you. “Ani!”

Anakin looked up at you with golden eyes, taking your breath away before he completely disappeared from view. Only Sith had golden eyes such as those. Trying to swallow down your emotions as your breath began to labor, you turned to face Obi-Wan. Even through your blurry eyesight, you could tell that he was trying to comfort you. His hand came up to the shield that was keeping him in the small area. Yours shakily did the same.

“Obi-Wan,” you rasped. The darkness circled the bottom of his confinement as he kept his eyes locked with yours. “Obi-Wan… OBI-WAN!” You screamed as he was completely covered in darkness.

You fell to your knees, racked with sobs, as the darkness disappeared and left you all alone.

~~~

Obi-Wan, unfortunately, had to sit through a Council meeting before he could get some rest. When he arrived at his quarters, he could sense you asleep in your room. This allowed Obi-Wan some peace of mind as he got ready to sleep himself. He was just about to get into bed when he felt your signature cry out. His brows furrowed as he paused his movements, waiting to see if it would happen again and it did. Your signature was full of pure anguish, something Obi-Wan had never felt from you before.

Standing up slowly, still trying to figure out if what he was feeling was, Obi-Wan felt your cry through the bond once he again. He stumbled back as if it had physically hit him. Not caring about if people saw him, Obi-Wan rushed out of his room and to your door. He didn’t even bother knocking, using the Force to gain access to your room.

Once he was inside, Obi-Wan could feel your signature ten times more and he could hear you mumbling something. He rushed into your room to see that you were tossing and turning slightly as sweat formed over your face. He also noted that you hadn’t even changed from your clothes after the assignment.

“Y/N,” he called as he knelt beside you on the bed.

You continued to you toss and turn. Now that he was closer to you, Obi-Wan could hear that one of the things you were mumbling was his name.

“Obi,” you mumbled. “No… No… Please… bring them back… Ani… Obi-Wan… please… take me… take me…”

Obi-Wan’s heart was breaking as he heard you. One of his hands went to hold you down by your shoulder as his other came to cradle your face.

“Wake up, little star,” his voice was begging more than he would have liked, but he needed to wake you. Now that he was this close to you, he could feel the darkness that surrounded the nightmare and he was growing more concerned. “I’m right here. Wake up.”

You gasped as your eyes snapped open. You couldn’t focus in the midst of your panic but you knew that someone was almost on top of you. Obi-Wan was suddenly thrown across the room and slammed into the wall by the Force. He groaned as he slid down the wall. Breathing heavily, you sat up and your eyes began to focus.

“Obi?” You questioned, seeing him on the floor across your room. You looked just above him on the wall and noticed a dent. “Oh no.” You started to realize what you had done. Tears cascaded down your face as your words rapidly flew out of your mouth. “I’m so sorry, Obi. I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to. I didn’t know. I—“
“It’s okay, it’s okay, little star,” Obi-Wan tried to soothe as he stood up and raced to your side.

The quick moments made you flinch back against the wall and away from Obi-Wan. He held his hands up to show you that he meant no harm as he slowly knelt beside you. Your breathing was still loud and labored as you watched Obi-Wan’s careful movements. He was growing concerned that you may pass out if you continued to breathe like this.

“Little star, you need to slow down your breathing,” Obi-Wan gently told you. His signature slowly reached out to ours, waiting for you to make the move to grasp it. “Can you follow my breathing pattern?”

When you didn’t give a verbal response, Obi-Wan started to breathe out deep and slow, exaggerating a bit to help push you along. You started to follow his breathing patterns, keeping eye contact with him as you did. Obi-Wan felt relief as you slowly began to breathe steadily again. You could feel his signature waiting for yours to grasp it and now, as you were a little calmer, you readily did so. Your little grasp allowed Obi-Wan’s signature to wrap around yours and begin to comfort it.

Obi-Wan carefully used the Force to sense more about what happened. The nightmare you had just experienced was still at the forefront of your mind, playing over and over again. He didn’t push to see it though, waiting for you to tell him what happened.

“Thank you,” you breathed out. “I’m sorry for throwing you against the wall.”
“It’s alright, darling,” he responded softly. “Next time I’ll be more careful when I wake you.” You nodded, eyes still slightly glazed over. “Do you want to tell me what happened?”

You bit your bottom lip and looked away from Obi-Wan. You couldn’t get the way he calmly looked at you in your nightmare as he was taken by the darkness out of your head. He disappeared while trying to comfort you, but all it did was break you. Was this nightmare trying to tell you something?

“I can feel your thoughts spiraling, little star,” Obi-Wan spoke up, trying to be as even-toned as possible. “I’m concerned.”
“I’m not ready to talk about it yet,” you rasped.
Obi-Wan nodded in understanding. “How can I help you then, my dear? I can’t stand seeing you like this.”
“Hold me?”
“Of course.”

Obi-Wan slowly moved toward you on the bed. He leaned back against the wall before he carefully reached out an arm, placed it around your shoulders, and pulled you into him. You melted into his side, your arms wrapping around his middle as your head leaned against his shoulder. Obi-Wan placed a kiss on your head as his other arm came around you to hold you closer.

“Don’t leave,” you squeaked, voice filling with emotion. “Please.”
“Not planning on it, little star,” Obi-Wan replied, kissing your head again. “Never again.”

~~~

As you slowly came to your senses, you could feel that you were pressed up against a chest. Two strong arms were keeping you in place. You smiled as the signature intertwined with yours and tried to pull your signature closer. Obi-Wan’s heartbeat sounded underneath your ear as your head steadily moved up and down with his breathing. You were incredibly grateful that Obi-Wan hated left before you woke, especially because your nightmare was still haunting you.

Why were Padme, Anakin, Ahsoka, and Obi-Wan in it? What did the dark fog represent? Why did they each disappear like that?

“Be mindful of your thoughts, little star,” Obi-Wan grumbled. “They are loud.”
“Sorry,” you muttered. You moved your head to see that he was glancing down at you.
“It’s alright.”
You leaned up and kissed his bearded chin. “Thanks for coming to my rescue.”
“It does seem to be a common occurrence. But for you, I will always.” He leaned down and kissed your lips softly. “I love you, little star.”
“I love you, Obi.”
“Are you ready to talk about the dream yet?”
“Maybe in a minute… can we just stay here like this for a little longer?”
“Of course.”

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Before you were able to share what happened in your nightmare with Obi-Wan, you both were called to the war room. Obi-Wan tried to hide his annoyance at the fact that he wasn’t able to help you with your nightmare. As the two of you walked through the Temple halls, side-by-side, he could sense that your thoughts were still on it.

“You need to be more mindful of your thoughts, little star,” Obi-Wan whispered. “Especially before you get in front of other Council members.”
“Right,” you breathed out with a nod. “I am trying to re-center myself.”
“I know. I am just concerned.”
You shot him a pressed-out smile. “I will get it handled… besides, dreams pass in time, right?”

~~~

While in the war room, you and Obi-Wan were assigned on separate missions. You were both to report to your star cruisers as soon as possible. The two of you quietly walked back to your rooms together. You paused outside of your room. OBi-Wan stopped, feeling your nerves slowly build.

“Let’s get you inside,” he muttered, looking to check if the hallway was clear before guiding you into your room.

Your arms were wrapped around his waist with your head buried in his chest as soon as the door was closed. You were in the mindset to lead a battalion right now, that much you and Obi-Wan could tell. Obi-Wan’s arms came around you to hold you against him.

“You all disappeared,” you whispered. Your voice was muffled against Obi-Wan’s chest.
“Who?” Obi-Wan asked, keeping his voice soft.
“Ahsoka, Padme, Anakin…. You…. A darkness devoured each of you, one by one… and I had to watch until I was the only one left…”
“Little star—“
“That’s not all.”

You pulled back slightly, just so that you could see his face. His eyes were so intently watching you, full of concern and love. Just thinking about telling him what else you saw was breaking you. Obi-Wan could feel what it was doing to you. Keeping one arm around your waist, his other moved up so that his hand could gently hold your face. You immediately closed your eyes and leaned into his hand.

“If it’s too much, you can wait to tell me the rest,” he whispered.
You opened your watery eyes to meet his caring ones. “It’s just— if this nightmare was the Force warning me about what’s to come…” you paused for a second. “I don’t want to say what else because I don’t want to believe it myself yet…”
“If this is the Force telling you something, little star, then you shouldn’t hold it in. Baring this burden by yourself won’t do you any good.”
“Just… allow me to meditate on it first.”
“I don’t—“
“Obi-Wan, please. Trust me on this.”

You knew that Obi-Wan could use your bond to figure out what you had seen but you had to trust him to not do that. Obi-Wan had a brief thought to just push your bond to figure out what was weighing you down, but he wasn’t willing to break your trust. He sighed, giving you a nod.

“I trust you,” he said softly. “I simply can’t help but worry. Maybe we should tell the Council that you are unable to go on this assignment. That you are unwell. I fear that this nightmare will distract you.”
“I know how to control my thoughts on the battlefield, Obi,” you responded. “I was trained by the best. Once I am there, I will be fine.”
“Still, I—“
You placed a hand on his chest as your eyes bore into his, pleading for him to believe you. “I will be fine. I promise. Duty first.”

Jedi put their duty first. Obi-Wan had always done the same, even with his growing feelings for you. But this was different. This nightmare was clearly affecting you, which then in turn was affecting him. And as he looked into your eyes and watched you shove away the nightmare, Obi-Wan realized that he was not talking to normal you anymore, the you that was mainly reserved for him, he was talking to the Council’s Chosen One. You were going to do whatever it took for this nightmare to not affect your mission and for you to complete it successfully. It was moments like this that Obi-Wan wished that he had fought harder to have you as his Padawan. Yes, duty was important, but now Obi-Wan was starting to think it wasn’t everything. Both of your comlinks buzzing against your wrists pulled you from your bubble.

“We must go,” you said, making no move to go.
Obi-Wan didn’t move either. “Yes, we must.” He leaned in and kissed your forehead before guiding your chin so that his lips could meet yours. “Stay safe.”
“Always am.”

~~~

You meditated when you could, trying to work through the nightmare, but it did not leave you. Every time you laid to rest, it repeated just as clearly as the first time. Due to the nature of the missions you kept being assigned, you were forced to pull yourself out of it on your own. You would get no more rest on those nights. Instead, Crak would often find you around one of the holo tables forming a plan. He could tell that you weren’t getting very much rest and had tried to fight you on it, but you wouldn’t budge.

Obi-Wan could feel your struggles. He could feel when the nightmare was replaying when you had to find a way to force yourself to wake. He would try to send his signature to help you, but you wouldn’t accept it. He tried to find the positive in that you had at least not shut him out, yet. But he worried that you wouldn’t be able to handle this for much longer.

It had been weeks since the two of you had last seen each other. Master Yoda had reached out to you, Obi-Wan, and Anakin saying that you needed to rush to the planet Kiros to stop the Separatist occupation there. As your star cruisers neared the planet, you took your straighter to Obi-Wan’s star cruiser. As you landed, you could see him waiting for you. You jumped out of the ship and headed over to him.

“I am all too happy to see you in one piece, little star,” Obi-Wan said, running his eyes down you just in case. He did notice the dark circles under your eyes, reminding him that you were not mentally in one piece.
“And I you,” you replied. “What’s the plan?” You and Obi-Wan began walking out of the hangar.
“We will head down to Kiros and scout first. We don’t want to cause any fights around the colonists as they are a peaceful people who want no part in the war.”
“I’m not sure we can promise no fighting around them. We may not have a choice.”
“Yes, but we can try.”
You walked a few paces in silence. “You have not asked me how I am… is it really that obvious?”
Obi-Wan sighed. “I have felt your struggles since we parted, little star. You have yet to calm your dream and I fear that it may just get worse.”
“Maybe, after this assignment is over, you could help me work through it.”
“Anything to help you, my dear.”

You arrived in the command room, pulling Rex and Anakin’s attention toward you.

“Y/N,” Anakin smiled, coming over to hug you. You welcomed it. When he pulled away, his brows scrunched in worry. “What happened? You look awful.”
“Thanks, Ani,” you murmured, shoving yourself away from him. “Some of us actually have to work hard to complete our assignments.”

You moved toward the large front window to watch when the star cruisers came up to the planet. Obi-Wan shot a disappointed look Anakin’s way.

“Oh, come on,” Anakin said to him, making sure that you couldn’t hear him. “Tell me that those purple circles under her eyes weren’t the first thing you noticed when you saw her again.”

Obi-Wan’s hand came up to rub his beard as he observed you. Your feet were planted shoulder width apart with your hands collapsed behind your back. Obi-Wan could sense that you were once again working through your nightmare.

“There’s more going on than you know, my former Padawan,” Obi-Wan responded.
“And you do?” Anakin questioned.

He looked between you and Obi-Wan. Anakin had suspicions about his Master’s feelings toward you, his twin sister, since the clone wars began. The day you dueled him and Obi-Wan only helped confirm those suspicions. Anakin had yet to figure out if there was any nature to the relationship between you two.

“We’re all clear, sir,” Cody interrupted over the comms as the star cruisers slowed down to approach the planet. “There are no Separatist craft in the system.”
“It’s been ten rotations since Master Yoda’s transmission,” Anakin said. “I just hope we’re not too late.”
“Rex,” Obi-Wan called, pulling his attention off of you. “Take us down.”
“Yes, sir,” Rex responded.

The star cruiser began lowering toward the planet. Obi-Wan walked up to you and stood at your side, facing the windows as well. His signature branched out to you and he couldn’t help but feel comfort himself when your signature responded by interacting when his.

“We should get to the ships,” Obi-Wan said quietly.
“Yes,” you replied. “Let’s go.”

~~~

Anakin and Ahsoka were already pulled out on their speeders when you and Obi-Wan pulled out on your speeder from the ship that had brought you down to the planet. Looking around, you couldn’t see any of the colonists. Obi-Wan drove the two of you around the colony as you sat in the gunner’s seat.

“Something’s not right,” you said quietly.
“Anybody else think it’s too quiet?” Ahsoka wondered as Obi-Wan pulled up to her and Anakin’s speeder. “I haven’t seen any colonists.”
“They’re probably hiding,” Anakin replied.
“Let’s hope they stay hidden,” Obi-Wan added. “It makes our job easier if we don’t have to worry about them in battle.”
“I don’t like this,” you said. “The droids have never been shy about using civilians as living shields.”
“I’m sure they’re here somewhere,” said Anakin. “Let’s make for the city center.”
“They’re not here…” Your voice was so soft, that Obi-Wan could barely register it. “I can feel it in the Force.” You looked to Obi-Wan. “The whole colony… it’s gone.”
“Perhaps your nightmare has clouded your senses, little star,” Obi-Wan suggested, though he knew he was foolish to. Your inclinations with the Force were never wrong.
“Biker droids dead ahead!” Ahsoka announced, pulling your attention to the droids pulling out in front of you.
“Squad, tighten up!” Anakin ordered. “Form on me!”

Even though you sat at the gunner’s seat, you stood up and ignited your saber. You deflected oncoming blasts with ease, forcing some of them back to hit the shooters. You jumped onto one of the biker droids, cutting it in half, before jumping to another. You jumped back into your gunner seat just as your group approached the city center. There were a few lines of battle droids guarding the area. You and Ahsoka used your guns to take them out. Once close enough, you and Ahsoka jumped from your seats and onto two droid tanks nearby. Ahsoka through a detonator into hers while you jumped in and used your lightsaber to destroy the droids and the tank. When you exited the tank, the rest of your group had stopped their speeders and the clones were beginning to secure the area.

~~~

“How are we doing, Boil?” Obi-Wan asked the clone after about an hour of working to secure the area.
“We’re still mopping up clankers here and there, sir,” Boil responded. “We’ve established a perimeter around the Governor’s Tower. No one gets out without a fight.”
“Good work.” You and Obi-Wan turned to see Cody heading your way. “Cody, any word from the Separatist commander?”
“He’s barricaded inside,” Cody informed. “His name is Darts D’Nar. He sent you a message, sir.” Cody pulled out his communicator and pulled up the hologram message.
“Master Kenobi, come to the tower,” Darts D’Nar said. “We will negotiate terms for surrender.”

You immediately dreaded this mission. That man was a Zygerrian. A slaver. You could not let it show though that this would bother you, so you suppressed it.

“Well, that was easy,” Obi-Wan commented, referring to the message.

Suddenly, the communicator was torn out of Cody’s hand by the Force. You watched it fly toward Anakin, who was marching closer. Anakin used the Force to crush the communicator into pieces. You saw the anger in his eyes. You knew that he was struggling with the realization. Ahsoka was nearby working on something but close enough to hear what was happening.

“Zygerrian scum,” Anakin had anger in his tone. “I’ll handle that slaver.”
“Anakin, he asked for me,” Obi-Wan said. “I need you to locate the missing Togruta colonists.”
Anakin closed his eyes and tried to calm down, though it really didn’t help. “Fine. I’ll have Admiral Yularen initiate a planetary bio-scan.”

You sighed as Anakin walked off, Obi-Wan watching his former Padawan as well. Obi-Wan looked at you, his eyes silently asking if you were alright. You nodded confidently, just trying to be better than how Anakin was acting. Ahsoka came over to the two of you.

“Why is he so upset?” She wondered.
“Anakin has never talked about our past, has he?” You asked.
“Only to tell me he won’t talk about it.”
“As children, Anakin and I, along with our mother, were sold into slavery by the Hutt clans.”
“Oh. And these Zygerrians, they’re slavers?”
“Anakin has struggled to put his past behind him,” Obi-Wan added.
Ahsoka sighed. “Don’t worry. I’ll keep an eye on him.”
“Yes, make sure you do.”

Obi-Wan turned and headed toward the Governor’s Tower. You quickly got in front of him, stopping him in his tracks.

“Are you really going up there alone?” You asked Obi-Wan.
“He asked for me and me alone,” he replied. “If anyone else came with, it would seem like we are planning something.”
“And what if it’s a trap?”
“I can almost guarantee it is one, little star. But it’s nothing I can’t handle.”
“The moment I sense something wrong, I’m going up there.”
“Wouldn’t expect anything less.”

~~~~

You, Anakin, and Ahsoka were going over a plan with Cody when your comlink beeped. You pressed it to respond when you heard D’Nar’s voice.

“No, you are wrong, Jedi,” D’Nar was clearly talking to Obi-Wan.
“Am I?” Obi-Wan responded. “You are no doubt aware your droid forces have been destroyed, and you are surrounded. Do the honorable thing and give up now, D’Nar. I promise you will receive fair treatment.”
“You’ve broken through my defenses. You think you’ve won? Think again. I have planted bombs all over the city. No one will survive. Now, surrender.”
“If you’re not blogging, then I must concede. But you’ll have to make considerations. First, you release the colonists.”
“Here is my counter-offer.”

Suddenly the structure that you were standing near, exploded. The four of you ducked as bits of the structure flew around. As the smoke blew around, you could see that there were clones laying on the ground, injured.

“I need a medic over here!” Anakin called as he rushed to one of the clone's sides.
“Little star,” Obi-Wan’s panicked voice filled your head.
“I’m alright,” you quickly responded. “We may have lost a few clones and some are injured. We’ll deal with down here, focus on D’Nar.”
“Cody!” Anakin shouted. “We don’t have time for the planetary scan. Hook R2 up and he’ll locate the bombs.”
“Right away, sir!” Cody responded.
“Ahsoka and Y/N, let’s go!”
“Where are we going?” Ahsoka asked as you and she caught up with Anakin.
“To disarm the bombs while Obi-Wan negotiates. I hope he can buy us some time.”

You were following Anakin when you suddenly took a painful inhale. You stopped as you felt another wave of pain.

“Obi-Wan,” you breathed out.
“What is it, Y/N?” Anakin turned back to you and asked.
“Obi-Wan’s in pain. I can’t—“ You shook your head. “I can’t go very far in case he needs me.”
Anakin’s brows furrowed. “Needs you?”
“Now is not really the time to explain, Ani. But Obi-Wan and I… there’s a bond between us. I powerful one. I need to stay close by, even if I can’t risk running up to help him right now. I will search for the bombs that may be in this area.”
“Right, fine.”

Anakin and Ahsoka left. You stayed in your spot and closed your eyes. Without giving Obi-Wan a choice, you had your signature grasp his and give him strength. By the time you had opened your eyes again, R2 had located the bombs and the map was being sent to you. While still trying to give your strength to Obi-Wan, you rushed to the nearby bombs. You took out the droids on your own as well as the bombs.

“Anakin,” you called over the comms, “I have all the bombs deactivated over here.”
“Ahsoka and I are finishing up on the last one then,” Anakin responded.
“Good. Let me know if you need help.”

~~~

You were helping some of the clones that had been injured when a bomb went off in the air near the Governor’s Tower. You didn’t care for anything anymore because of Obi-Wan’s safety. Dropping everything, you ran toward the tower. Just before you entered, D’Nar rushed out. You jumped up and flipped in front of him, igniting your lightsaber.

“And where do you think you’re going?” You questioned.

D’Nar growled as came forward to punch you. You dove, kicking him in the leg and causing him to fall over. He growled again, swiping at you with his claws as you both stood up. You barely missed his claws hitting you. As you lunged forward with your lightsaber, D’Nar came around and dug his claws into your side. You screamed out in pain, falling to your knees as he ran toward his ship. Your hand held your side, blood almost immediately seeping from your fingers.

“Y/N!” You heard Obi-Wan shout.

Looking up, his lightsaber was ignited and he was running through the building and toward you. Over your shoulder, you could hear D’Nar’s ship start up. You glanced to the side at the sound of clone walkers, Anakin and Ahsoka riding them. They rushed toward the ship, allowing Obi-Wan to feel alright about stopping in front of you. He got on his knees, allowing you to see the bruises scattered about his face.

“Your face,” you reached up with your free hand and hovered above Obi-Wan’s bruises.
“Nothing I couldn’t handle, thanks to you,” he responded, letting himself smile slightly. “Your side is what I worry about.”
“I hate to say it, Obi, but I’m afraid I shouldn’t be allowed to go on any missions with you anymore.” You winced as Obi-Wan’s hand came up to put pressure on your side.
“And why is that, my dear?”
“Because I’m consistently getting injured.”
He met your gaze with extreme guilt. “I am sorry about that, little star.”
“It’s not your fault and I was just joking. I hate going on separate missions just as much as you do.”
“I will do better at protecting you, I promise.”
“Obi-Wan, I do not need protecting. I just need to fight at your side.”
“Right,” he nodded, still not liking the idea of you getting hurt all the time and that it may be because of him. “Come on. Let’s it you bandaged up.”

~~~

Anakin and Ahsoka stopped D’Nar and found that the queen of Zygerria is planning to bring back the royal slave auction. Obi-Wan decided that your group needed to reach out to the Jedi Council and Admiral Yularen to tell them what is going on. The Jedi Council and Admiral Yularen were presented as holograms in front of you, Anakin, Obi-Wan, and Ahsoka.

“General Skywalker, I ran the bio-scan twice, but the results were negative,” Admiral Yularen stated.
“Are you saying the colonists are not in the city?” Anakin asked.
“I’m saying they’re not even on the planet. The entire population appears to have simply vanished.”
“I knew it,” you whispered, Obi-Wan hearing it. His hand came up to his beard.
“Vanished?” Ahsoka repeated. “That’s impossible. Those are my people.”
“Troubling is the return of the Zygerrians,” Yoda said.
“It is likely they mean to use Dooku to rebuild their slaver empire,” Master Plo suggested.
“We cannot allow that, Master,” Anakin stated. You worried about how much anger you could feel coming off of Anakin.
“Agree I do, but first find the colonists you must,” said Yoda. “In great danger, they are.” Yoda looked at you. “As I am sure my former Padawan has, sense I do a darker hand in this mystery.”
“Yes, Master,” you agreed, having sensed it since you arrived.
“Slavery, a great tool it is for the rise of the Sith.”

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“You can’t be serious, Anakin,” Obi-Wan had his arms crossed over his chest as he frustratedly shook his head. “You are asking, Y/N, who is your sister and former slave, and Ahsoka to dress up and act as slaves?”
“He’s not asking, Obi-Wan,” you said, trying to remain calm for both your and Obi-Wan’s sake. “The Council, which you are a member of, appointed him to lead this mission. And I will do my part.”
“Y/N is right,” Anakin agreed, too smug for your liking. “I am in charge and Y/N and Ahsoka posing as slaves is a part of the plan.”

Obi-Wan’s jaw clenched as his gaze hardened on Anakin. You sighed, knowing that Obi-Wan wasn’t ever going to be okay with you posing as a slave.

“I am going to get changed,” you told the group.

You grabbed the bag Anakin had put together from the bench close by and found a room to change in. before the door could completely close, Obi-Wan slipped in.

“Be honest with me, little star,” Obi-Wan begged, “are you okay with this?”
“I told you, I will do my part,” you replied.
“That’s not your honest response,” he stepped toward you, “and you know it.”
You sighed, unable to look him in the eye. “I will do what I—“
“This is me you’re talking to, Y/N. You can be honest.”
You finally looked at him. “I am being honest, Obi. I am okay enough to do my part.”
Obi-Wan shook his head. “Well, I am not okay with this. Something could happen—“
“Something always happens and we always make it through. You need to trust me on this, Obi-Wan.”
“It is not you who I don’t trust.”
“I know.” Your hands came up to his upper arms and ran down until you were holding his hands. “I am concerned for you as well.”
“Yes, but I will have my lightsaber and be able to use the Force. You are unable to without blowing your cover.”
“Obi-Wan… you just won’t be okay with this, will you?”
His hands shook away yours and came up to carefully hold your face. “I will never be okay with putting you in harm's way.”

Obi-Wan pulled you in for a loving kiss. You couldn’t help but lean closer and put your hands at the base of Obi-Wan’s neck. He pulled away slightly before attacking your lips again. He was trying to convey in his actions what he was struggling to say. As he did so, you let your guards down that were blocking him from the nightmare you had.

Obi-Wan’s tongue ran across your bottom lip as his eyes suddenly squeezed in confusion. His vision was filled with darkness, the same darkness you had described. He saw himself, you, Anakin, Ahsoka, and Padme all trapped. He watched as the dark fog came over and devoured Ahsoka, you shouting her name though he couldn’t actually hear it. Your anguish was clear though, piercing his heart and threatening to break it. Padme was next. Obi-Wan noticed Anakin freaking out, trying to do anything to get to her. Anakin fell to his knees after Padme disappeared.

Finally sensing what was happening, your eyes snapped open and you yanked yourself away from Obi-Wan, stumbling back against the wall. You were panting, stuck in your mind at the thought of losing Ahsoka and Padme. Which you realized could happen at any moment.

Obi-Wan was frozen in his spot. He was looking at you, though the scene replayed in his head. The emotions he had felt in your nightmare were floating in the Force all around the room. Obi-Wan watched as you squeezed your eyes closed and yet tears still slipped down your cheeks. He took a careful step toward you, not wanting to scare you. When you slowly began slipping down the wall, Obi-Wan rushed forward, landing on his knees in front of you. He ignored your flinch as he pulled you into him, cradling your head gently.

Obi-Wan was speechless, not knowing exactly how to comfort you right now. But to him, you seemed okay with that as your hands gripped his robes and pressed you into him further. Your tears were slowly creating a growing wet spot on Obi-Wan’s robes, but neither of you cared. His arms tightened around you as he began to feel you trembling. Obi-Wan’s heart was threatening to break. He kissed your head, holding his lips there.

“Tell me what to do, little star,” he whispered, a pleading tone seeping through.
“There’s nothing you can do,” you responded, voice broken.

You began breathing deep and slow, trying to center yourself. Obi-Wan felt your signature hold onto his signature as you tried to calm down. He held you close until you made the move to get up and then he helped you get on your feet. He kept his hands on you, not willing to let you go yet due to his worry.

“I need to get ready,” you rasped, still clearly shaken.
“We need to talk about your nightmare,” Obi-Wan softly said. “I have concerns that it is a Force vision.”
“We don’t have time to worry about it right now, Obi-Wan. We’re almost to Zygerria and I need to be ready to go.” You pulled yourself away from him.
His hands continued to reach out to you. “Little star, you are in no place—“
“It doesn’t matter.” You shook your head slightly. “I can pull myself together for the mission.” You met his eyes, showing him your determination. He knew that you were not going to back down. “I need to change now.”

Obi-Wan nodded. He came up to you and kissed your temple before slipping out of the door. He didn’t make a move to leave as he could feel your emotions and hear you begin to cry again. He leaned against the wall beside the door, wishing he knew how to help you more.

~~~

Anakin had called for Obi-Wan before you exited the room. You were grateful for that because you weren’t ready to face him just yet. Especially in the outfit you had to wear. You were dressed in a thinly strapped bra with a skirt that had slits on both sides up to your thighs. It made you uncomfortable, being so seen like this. You walked into the cargo bay to see that Obi-Wan, Rex, and Anakin had changed into Zygerrian outfits. Obi-Wan had to do a double take when he noticed you coming. He almost lost his breath at the sight of you. He had never seen you so uncovered before, and it was only increasing his attractiveness toward you and protectiveness. He disliked that you were going to be presented like that, wanted for just your looks and to do others’ bidding.

“Here,” Ahsoka came up to you, having just changed herself, and handing you a cloak.
You quickly slipped it on. “Thanks.”
“Let’s just hope the information our spies gave us about the Queen is accurate,” Anakin said. “Remember, I’ll keep her occupied while you locate the missing people of Kiros.”
“How do you plan on keeping the Queen occupied?” Obi-Wan questioned, finally pulling his gaze from you.
“With my magnetic charm, of course.”
“Oh, yes, of course.”
Anakin went up to R2. “Hold on to this, will you, buddy?” He handed over his lightsaber, which R2 quickly stowed away. Obi-Wan, yourself, and Ahsoka had the droid store your sabers as well.

The back of the ship opened to reveal the city. You had to take a deep breath at the bad feeling you felt through the Force as you looked on. Obi-Wan could sense it from you and sent his signature over to help. You gratefully accepted it, needing something to keep you going. You and Ahsoka walked at Anakin’s side as he led the way through the streets.

“How can a civilization this advanced still practice slavery?” Ahsoka questioned, obviously annoyed at what was happening in the streets.
“It makes them wealthy and powerful at the expense of others,” Anakin explained. “Before the Hutts bought my mother, she was sold in a market just like this.”

You didn’t allow yourself to think of your mother as often as Anakin did, trying to move on from your past. But this was different. You imagined her at your age, being dragged to a market like this and sold into slavery.

Before you really knew it, you, Anakin (posing as Lars Quell), R2D2, and Ahsoka were being presented in front of the Queen. Obi-Wan and Rex were off searching for the missing colonists.

“Make certain all preparations are complete for this evening,” you heard the Queen tell her slaves. She gasped, a small smile forming at the sight of Anakin. “And fetch refreshments.”
“My Queen,” the Zygerrian who took you to the place said, “I present Lars Quell.” You and Ahsoka bowed to the Queen.
“Hmm,” she hummed. “So, you are the man who claims to be acquainted with Bruno Denturri?”
“Yes, Your Highness,” Anakin replied, taking off the helmet he had on. “However, when I spoke with him he failed to describe your beauty.”
The Queen chuckled. “Really? And did Bruno speak of my intense hatred of him?” The Zygerrian who brought you to the Queen pointed a gun at Anakin. “Or did that escape his memory as well?”
“He needed not speak of it, Your Majesty.” With a single finger, Anakin cockily pushed down the gun from his face. “In fact, Bruno Denturri will not be speaking ever again.”
“What do you mean?”
“Bruno Denturri is dead by my hand. Here are two slaves from his palace, compensation for my efforts.”

Anakin grabbed the cloaks you and Ahsoka were wearing, yanking them off. You could feel his guilt toward you as he did so. Now deciding that maybe he shouldn’t have had you pose as a slave. He gripped Ahsoka’s arm.

“Unhand me, brigand!” Ahsoka exclaimed, pulling her arm from Anakin’s. You tried not to cringe at the awkwardness, choosing to stay silent.
The Queen stood from her throne. “You impress me, Lars Quell,” she said. The Zygerrians and slaves knelt down as the Queen began descending the stairs. Anakin pushed you and Ahsoka down to your knees. “They are both quite a prize.” As soon as the Queen was on the same level as you, the Zygerrians stood up and so did you and Ahsoka. Anakin moved to the side as the Queen circled Ahsoka and yourself. “And to have defeated Bruno Denturri in combat, you must be quite the warrior.” The Queen hummed as she studied the two of you. “The slaves are certainly of fine stock. Bruno always knew how to choose a beautiful female.” The Queen ran her fingers down Ahsoka’s arm.
Ahsoka swatted the Queen’s hand away. “Don’t you dare touch me!”
“Though this one will have to be processed.” The Queen turned to Anakin. “Her demeanor leaves much to be desired. This one,” the Queen reached over and took your chin in her hand, “this one is silent and clearly obedient.” She roughly let your chin go. “What is your price for the two of them?”
“With respect, how can I price the beauty of these slaves, when I look up the magnificence of Your Highness,” Anakin complimented, “whose beauty would make the brightest star seem dull by comparison?”
“Lars Quell, you flatter me.”
“No, Your Majesty. However…” Anakin leaned forward and whispered in the Queen’s ear.
She giggled. “Lars, stop it. Stop it!” She playfully hit him. “You are a bold one, aren’t you?”
“My reputation precedes me then.”
“Perhaps we can find a way to put a price on your slaves.” She held out her arm for Anakin to take. “Come, walk with me.”

You and Ahsoka eyed each other before following behind them. You kept having to take slow, deep breaths when you felt yourself get panicky. You knew that this cover needed to last long, but you were now unsure how long you may be able to pull this off.

~~~

The Queen had led your group to one of the many palace balconies. You noted the various guards and slaves placed throughout the palace along the way.

“Slavery is the natural order of things,” the Queen told Anakin as she stopped the group. “The weak deserve nothing more than to kneel before the strong, bound to our service. I will need men with your talents to spread our ways across the galaxy.”

Suddenly, the slave behind the Queen lunged forward, trying to plunge a dagger into the Queen. Anakin stopped her by grabbing her wrist and tearing the dagger from her.

“Let me go!” The slave shrieked.

Anakin did so and the slave fell back, to the ground. You had to fight the urge to race to the slave’s side and help her.

“You dare raise a hand against your master?” The Queen questioned the slave. “Clearly you require further processing.”
“No!” The slave exclaimed, crawling back until she was against the ledge. She climbed onto the ledge and stood on it. “I won’t go back there.” She peered down behind her.
“Wait!” Anakin ordered. “Stop!”

It was too late. The slave tossed herself from the ledge, screaming until she hit the ground. You closed your eyes, trying to keep your emotions at bay. The Queen went to sit on the ledge as Anakin rushed forward.

“Such a waste,” the Queen commented. “But perhaps she was more trouble than she’s worth. But you, Lars, you are proving quite resourceful.” She sighed. “Very well, I will pay your price for these slave girls. It seems I am in need of a new servant.”
“They are my gift to you, Your Highness,” Anakin responded, having to push away his own emotions about the slave committing suicide.
“You are a man of many surprises. It pleases me. I wish you to be my guest at the slave auction, and to sit at my side.”

The Queen offered Anakin her hand. He took it and helped her up. The two began walking. You took a step when suddenly a feeling of pain washed over your back. You immediately knew it was not your own and grasped onto Obi-Wan’s signature before he could shut you out.

“Y/N?” Ahsoka questioned quietly. “What’s wrong?”
“It’s Obi-Wan,” you answered, feeling another whip against your back. “Something’s wrong…”

~~~

You had to bite down your pain with each lashing you felt Obi-Wan receive. You wouldn’t let him go through it alone, knowing that you sharing the burden was easing his pain, but you couldn’t let anyone else besides Ahsoka know what was happening. It was harder than you thought especially when a collar was placed around your neck and a matching one around Ahsoka’s.

By the time you had reached the large arena where the auction was to take place, the whipping had stopped. You could feel Obi-Wan’s weak signature and kept trying to reach out to him, but he would not respond. The crowd around the area cheered as a Zygerrian stood on the platform in the center, ready to begin the auction.

“Your Highness, Zygerrians, and guests from a thousand worlds,” the Zygerrian began, “our auction begins with slaves of unmatched quality and impossible quantity. I give you Togruta from the Kiros System!”

The door opened behind the Zygerrian and the governor of Kiros was shoved out. He limped forward, holding on it his side. He had clearly been beaten.

“This handsome sample represents a lot of numbering no less than 50,000 beings,” the announcer continued. The crowd cheered as you felt Obi-Wan's presence grow near. “Note the compliance. Virtually untrained in combat. There will be no rebellion from these slaves.”
“So, where do you keep 50,000 slaves like the people of Kiros?” Anakin asked the Queen.
“Your Majesty,” the Queen’s head slaver came rushing in, he shoved you aside, causing you to stumble back, “I have urgent news.” He leaned in and whispered to the Queen.
Once the Queen had heard enough, she waved him away and turned to Anakin. “All will be revealed in time,” she told him. The Queen stood up and walked over to the edge of the balcony and held her hands up to make an announcement. “Before we begin the auction, I would welcome a most special guest, Obi-Wan Kenobi, Jedi Knight!”
“No,” you gasped, not carrying if anyone noticed.

The doors in the arena opened to reveal Obi-Wan. He had clearly been beaten, limping as he walked out. One of his arms lay around his middle while the other was up to block the sun from his eyes. Tears filled your eyes as you watched him be escorted to the center platform of the arena.

“Obi-Wan,” you desperately called through the Force.
“I’m alright, little star,” he responded. Though you felt no comfort in his words.
“My friends, my good friends,” the Queen continued. “Do not fear the Jedi. They are no different from others we have forced into submission, for they have forsaken their ideals to serve a corrupt Senate. Every Jedi has become a slave to the Republic. The Jedi Order is weak, and we will help break it.” The Queen picked up an electric whip and turned to Anakin, offering it to him. “Teach the Jedi his place.”

Anakin glanced at you as he took the whip from the Queen. If he did not know about your feelings toward Obi-Wan before, you were sure that he certainly did now. Your eyes were pleading with him to find a way to stop this. He gave you a nod and the Queen a smirk before leaving to head down to the arena floor. You stepped closer to the edge of the balcony, just enough to where Obi-Wan was able to meet your gaze. They could do what they wanted to him, but he would not let them touch you.

Obi-Wan was shoved down to his knees, hands behind his head, as Anakin walked out on the arena floor and to the platform. You thought that you might be sick at the sound of the cheering and chanting.

“Whip the Jedi! Whip the Jedi! Whip the Jedi! Whip the Jedi!”

The Queen loomed over the edge of her balcony, watching and waiting. You and Ahsoka stepped closer but stayed behind the Queen as R2 rolled over to the ledge.

“Prove to me you are a slaver,” the Queen told Anakin. “Swing that whip, or die beside him.”
“You leave me no choice, Highness,” Anakin said, bowing and igniting the whip.

He came back up and saluted, signaling to R2 to shoot out his lightsaber. Anakin whipped at one of the Zygerrian guards while Obi-Wan used the Force to push the other away. R2 shot out Obi-Wan’s saber next and the two of them began fighting off guards and deflecting blasts. You could hear Rex make some commotion from one of the lower levels as Ahsoka ripped the gun from the head slavers hands and threw him to the ground. R2 threw out Ahsoka’s saber and then yours. You and Ahsoka surrounded the Queen, aiming your sabers at her.

“Looks like your slave empire is finished, again,” Ahsoka commented.
“Get that thing out of my face, you little skug!” The Queen exclaimed. She pressed a button on her throne, causing electricity to run through the collars you and Ahsoka were wearing. You both screamed out in pain as you fell to the floor, unconscious, barely registering Obi-Wan shout your name.

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You woke up upon receiving another round of electricity. You screamed as you tried to writhe but quickly realized that you were tied up by all four limbs. As you panted, you slowly opened your eyes. You noticed that you were still in your slave outfit. You were hanging in a hot boiler room, where the people of Kiros were working as slaves. Using the Force, you could feel Obi-Wan nearby. And it wasn’t long until you heard him.

“No, stop!” Obi-Wan shouted. “It’s my mistake! Leave her alone!”

You came to realize that he was shouting for your shake. Looking around, you saw him just before you were shocked again, this time seemed more unrelenting than the last.

“Beg!” The Zygerrian guard demanded. “Beg me before she dies because of you!”
Obi-Wan got on his knees. “Please,” he begged. “Forgive me, Master.”

The electrocution stopped, allowing your body to go limp. Barely looking up, you met Obi-Wan’s gaze. Guilt was written all over his face. You wished that you could take it away, bring him some comfort, but you couldn’t find any for yourself. Obi-Wan pushed his signature to you and, due to your tired state, caused you to fall back into unconsciousness.

Obi-Wan used the Force to keep you unconscious while he worked. Every time he defied orders, you were electrocuted. Eventually, he held back. It was your life on the line and he would not endanger it more than he had already.

~~~

The next time you woke, you were chained to a bed. Each limb was tied by electric chains to one of the four posts. You could still sense Obi-Wan’s signature with you as you could also feel that you had been electrocuted more times than you remembered. Your body was weak, your heart breathing roughly in your chest. As you barely glanced around the room, you noted that this was one of the guard rooms. Due to your position and the state of your dress, still being in that slave outfit, you knew that this wasn’t a good situation to be in. You had to remain calm, no matter what happened.

Your head snapped toward the door as it slide open and the Zygerrian over the educational center floated in on his hover chair. Most of the Zygerrians were tall and skinny, this man was different. He was overweight, barely even able to walk.

“Hello my lovely Jedi,” he smirked, coming closer to the bed. “I am Agruss.” His clawed hand came out and ran up your exposed leg. “What might your name be?” You didn’t answer, simply scowling at the man. “So that is how this will be? Okay, this is something I can enjoy.” He pressed a button on his chair, causing you to be electrocuted. When he stopped, you were panting heavily again. “Let’s try this again. Your name, Jedi slave.”
“Y/N,” you rasped.
“Y/N.” A sinister grin grew on his face. “This will be fun.”

Agruss began shocking you again as he got off his chair and straight onto the bed. He crawled over you until he was hovering over your writhing body. He chuckled as he stopped the electricity, leaving you completely dazed.

“This will make it so much easier to get what I want out of you, my slave,” he whispered into your ear, fur rubbing up against your face. “I’ve heard that Jedi are often untouched. I suspect you haven’t been yet… I’m excited to be the one to introduce you to the pleasures that life has in store.”

Agruss’ mouth began traveling down your face, leaving open mouth slobbery kisses in his wake.

“Obi,” you called through the Force, trying to get some help. “Obi, please… I need you.”

~~~

Obi-Wan was working on shoveling coal next to Rex when he heard your cry for help.

“Obi… Obi, please… I need you.”

He could feel the desperation and the fear seeping from you. As he pressed forward, Obi-Wan felt like he was going to throw up. It was clear to him that you were experiencing unwanted touching and you were too weak to do anything about it. Looking around, Obi-Wan was reminded that he was unable to do anything about it without putting the people of Kiros in danger and you. Guilt filled him at the thought that he was failing you. He pushed his signature to you with full force, hoping that it could be of some comfort. He felt you grip onto it with such desperation.

~~~

Once you grasped onto Obi-Wan’s signature, you could feel his guilt and you knew that he could not help you more than that. You were on your own. Taking a deep breath, you used the Force to move Agruss’ hand off your body as it trailed toward where no man had touched. He growled in anger as he shocked you again. This time he kept it going as he tour of your undergarment and pushed his fingers into you. Tears slipped pasted your clenched eyes as you gave into the darkness around you.

~~~

Obi-Wan felt you pass out. Your signature had lost its grip on his own. Rex watched as the Jedi Master began to silently weep as he continued working. Rex could only assume that you had to do with Obi-Wan’s current state. Despite trying to hide your relationship, Rex knew. He was never told by anyone but he had seen the way you two interacted and he knew that you two were much more than friends. His heart ached at the sight of seeing the strong and wise Jedi General, crying over you.

~~~

You were grateful to wake up alone. It allowed you time to cry without being ridiculed. You were still tied up to the bed posts. The main difference really was that you were now completely naked, your clothes having been torn off. You felt sore and pain and blood. Before Obi-Wan could sense you or worry, you closed off from him. Needing to cry alone.

You quickly began to blame yourself. You were a powerful Jedi, possibly the Chosen One. How could you have let this happen to yourself? Why didn’t you do more to stop him?

Even with shutting yourself off from Obi-Wan, all you did was long for him. His comfort. His embrace. But you knew that he would be unable to help you. He was a slave, just as you were currently.

~~~

Obi-Wan and Rex were shoved into the main control room of the educational center. Forced downstairs and onto their knees in front of a holo table and Agruss, who was floating on his chair.

“Someone wishes to speak with you,” Agruss told Obi-Wan before Count Dooku appeared in hologram form.
“Obi-Wan Kenobi,” Dooku greeted. “In chains once again, I see.”
Obi-Wan glared at the hologram. “Count Dooku, still afraid to get your hands dirty?” He retorted.
“I would gladly make an exception in your case, my friend. I wanted to say a proper farewell before Keeper Agruss puts you to death.”
“Keeper,” a Zygerrian called from his post at a screen, “the slave ship Tecora is making an unscheduled landing on platform two-four.”
“Skywalker,” Dooku stated. “Begin firing.” They wanted from the screens as Ahsoka, Anakin, and R2 were fired on, avoiding them easily. “Kenobi, tell your young friend, Skywalker, if he does not surrender, the slaves will be terminated in his name… and the Council’s precious Y/N.”
“But she is mine, Count,” Agruss said.

Obi-Wan had never felt anger like this in his life. He now knew who had made you beg for his help and who had touched you without consent. He nodded, wanting to talk with Anakin and try to save you from more pain. He at least knew you were still alive, though you had cut him off from your signature. They put a camera on Obi-Wan so that Anakin could see him.

“Anakin!” Obi-Wan exclaimed. “I’m glad to see you, but I’m afraid our host feels otherwise.”
“You can’t make everyone happy, Master,” Anakin responded.
“They’re threatening to kill the slaves and Y/N unless you surrender.”
“It’s good to see you’re always ready to negotiate. But I’ve had enough bargaining with slave drivers.”
“Anakin, you must realize this is a fight you cannot win alone.”
“Who said I was alone?”
“Keeper, a fleet of warships has dropped out of hyperspace in sector six,” a Zygerrian announced.
“Jedi reinforcements!” Agruss exclaimed.

The building started shaking as the reinforcements began firing. Obi-Wan used the Force to get himself and Rex out of the collars around their necks.

“Rex! Now!” Obi-Wan ordered.
“About time,” Rex commented.

~~~

You could feel the presence of other Jedi as the building trembled. Taking a deep breath, you used the strength you had to unchain yourself from the bed and free yourself from the collar around your neck. Clinging to yourself for modesty, you slowly sat up. You looked around to see a cloak lying on the floor. As you stood up to grab it, you immediately fell to the floor, too weak. You used the Force to pull it to you and slip it over your naked form. You were panting and trembling as you tried to reach the door to escape but were in too much pain to fully stand up. Instead, your body collapsed to the ground. You put down the shields that kept Obi-Wan from your signature and prayed to the Maker that he may find you.

~~~

Obi-Wan had never been more grateful for Rex. They had fought off the entirety of those in the main control room, leaving only Agruss left. He could see in the Zygerrian’s thoughts what he had done to you, only making him angrier. Before Obi-Wan could kill the unarmed man, Rex threw an electric spear into Agruss. He placed his lightsaber on his belt before rushing to one of the screens. He needed to locate you quickly.

Once he was sure he had found you on the map, he could feel your signature. Obi-Wan bolted from the room, Rex on his tail, as he followed the pain in your signature. It only grew with each step closer he took to you, even Rex could feel it.

When the door to the room you were in slid open, Obi-Wan found you laying face first on the ground. Without warning, he quickly picked you up and started running. You whimpered in his arms even though you knew who it was and that you were safe now.

“I’ve got you, little star,” Obi-Wan whispered. He wasn’t sure if it was more for his comfort or for yours. “I’ve got you.”

He ran out to the landing platform and jumped onto the ship that Anakin was also getting on. Anakin was speechless at the sight of your shaking form. Your eyes were closed, but tears trailed down your cheeks. Everyone on the ship could feel the pain you had endured.

Once the rescue ship was back on the cruiser, Obi-Wan immediately took you away to a private bunk room. He knew that you probably needed medical attention, but you could wait until they reached the Temple. You were clearly in too much trauma shock to handle that right now. In the private bunk, Obi-Wan went to lay you down on the bed but your fist gripped onto his dirty robes, not willing to part from him. Obi-Wan sat down on the bed, holding you closer to him as you started crying into his shoulder. He kissed your head as he murmured that you were safe now and how sorry he was. You couldn’t respond, simply sobbing into him, breaking his heart further.

~~~

Being back at the Jedi Temple brought you a slight sense of peace. Obi-Wan had immediately, and personally, taken you to the med center. He, unfortunately, couldn’t stay by your side, having his own injuries to get checked over and the nature of the injuries you needed to get looked at. Once he was checked over, he waited outside your room. His signature had stayed with you, thankful that you weren’t willing to let it go. Obi-Wan paced and sat and paced again as he waited to hear any information on you. Anakin and Ahsoka joined him as soon as they could. They all stood up straight when the medical droid exited your room.

“How is she?” Obi-Wan asked. He could feel that you were alive and knew that you weren’t mentally okay, but he also worried about you physically.
“She is on the mend,” the medical droid responded. “She needs a lot of rest. But she will heal. She is currently unconscious and will be that way for the remainder of the day. Tomorrow, she may go back to her room.”
“Can I— can we sit with her?”
“Of course.”
“I will go inform the Council,” Ahsoka said. She knew the Council would immediately get the information on you, but she was going to fight to keep you here as long as possible.
“Thank you,” Obi-Wan said before heading into the room.

Anakin stayed out in the hall to connect Padme in secret. He knew that she would want to know of your condition and come to your aide. Obi-Wan walked inside and pulled up a chair beside your bed. His hands grasped your hand that was nearest to him. He couldn’t stop the tears that sprung into his eyes, not that he really wanted to.

“I’m so sorry,” he rasped. “I’m so sorry that I couldn’t be there when you needed me… I have failed you…” He kissed your knuckles, allowing tears to fall onto your fingers.

~~~

Padme arrived at the Jedi Temple quickly and rushed to meet with the Jedi Council. Anakin had explained what had happened to you and she knew that you needed to rest away from this place. Away from the pressure of the war and the Jedi Council. Padme offered to have you stay at her place for as long as you needed and was surprised when Master Yoda readily agreed, much to the disgruntle of a few other Council members.

“Rest and recovery, our Padawan needs,” Yoda said. “Stay with you, she will.”

Anakin and Ahsoka had been in the meeting with the Council, while Obi-Wan sat vigil at your side. The Council had also agreed to allow Anakin, Obi-Wan, and Ahsoka a few days off to allow them to recuperate from their latest mission. Padme, Anakin, and Ahsoka headed to the med center after the meeting to inform Obi-Wan of the news. Padme was the one to enter the room. She was saddened to see her friend—her secret sister-in-law—lying unconscious and bruised with Obi-Wan clinging to her hand.

“Hello, Obi-Wan,” Padme greeted with a soft smile.
Obi-Wan barely glanced her way, too scared to look away from you for even a second, afraid you’d disappear. “Hello, Senator,” he responded.
“I came to inform you that I have talked with the Council. They have given you, Anakin, and Ahsoka a few days of rest before your next assignments.”
“Thank you.”
“They have also approved of Y/N staying with me as she rests and recovers.” This caught Obi-Wan’s attention. He didn’t want to leave your side as much as he could help it. “You are welcome to stay there as well.”

He knew that he shouldn’t, for the shake of the Code and the Order. But screw them. You had just gone through a traumatic experience and he was going to be by your side as much as he was able to.

“Thank you, Senator,” Obi-Wan replied, turning to face Padme slightly. “I would like to take you up on that offer.”
“Great,” she smiled briefly. “I will set up a transfer to my apartment and have the guest room put together.”

~~~

You were transferred to Padme’s apartment within the hour. Obi-Wan never left your side once. He was even the one to place you onto the guest bed and tuck you in. Padme watched knowingly. She stood in the doorway as she watched Obi-Wan fuss over you.

“I hope you know that your secret is safe around here,” Padme told Obi-Wan quietly. “Please feel free to stay by her side without judgment.”

Obi-Wan nodded, unable to speak because speaking would be admitting to anyone else besides you that the two of you were breaking the Jedi Code. Padme took that as a sign to leave, letting the door slip shut behind her. Obi-Wan waited a moment before slipping his boots off and climbing into bed beside you. Your signature reacted positively as he pulled you into him to hold you as close as he could. He was careful though, knowing that you were still very injured and would probably wake up confused.

~~~

The only reason you didn’t freak out about someone holding you as you woke was that Obi-Wan’s signature was wrapped around yours. Peeking your eyes open, you saw that you were curled up against Obi-Wan’s chest. His arms were holding you securely to him, almost as if he was scared that you would disappear at any moment. You looked at his face, noticing the dark bruises and scabs that littered it. You leaned in and began to press light kisses to his injured areas. Obi-Wan slowly began to stir awake at the contact. When he opened his eyes, he was all too relieved to find you looking back at him.

“Little star…” He breathed out, carefully putting his hand up to caress the side of your face.
“Obi,” you responded softly.
He could feel in the Force how heavy your heart weighed. “Please, tell me what I can do to help you… I need to do something for not being able to get to you fast enough… please.”
You nodded, tears filling your eyes. “Just hold me right now, please. That’s all I want from you… hold me and don’t let me go.”
Obi-Wan pressed a kiss to your head. “Of course.” He pulled you closer at your bidding. “I can do that… as long as you need, little star. As long as you need.”

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It had never been more obvious that you were mentally struggling. It was visible on your person and in the Force around you. So palpable that even those unfamiliar with feeling the Force could feel the weight of it. Though Obi-Wan could feel it all more deeply and agonizing than anyone besides yourself. He was able to stay by your side for three full days before the Council demanded him back for duty.

During those three days, you didn’t leave Padme’s guest room. Obi-Wan only left to grab you food and drink. Other than that, he was in the room with you. Most of the time, he could be found holding you close as he tried to calm your sobs until you wore yourself out enough to pass out. Obi-Wan absolutely hated that he was being forced to leave your side, but Padme promised that you would be taken care of and if he was going to trust anyone with you, it would be the Senator. He made sure that you were asleep before kissing your head and slipping out of the room.

Upon arriving back at the Jedi Temple, the Council immediately pulled Obi-Wan into a meeting. The majority of it was about the war and the next steps in the fight against the separatists and Count Dooku. Toward the end, Obi-Wan was pulled out of his thoughts.

“Master Kenobi,” Mace Windu called for his attention. “Please inform us about the recovery of our former Padawan.”
Obi-Wan sighed. “Unfortunately, she is mentally unwell though her physical injuries are almost healed,” he responded.
“Sense this, I can,” Yoda added. “Her light dimming. Bring her back to the Jedi Temple to recover and meditate through this trial, we must.”
“I know it is not my place as I did not train her, but I am concerned that bringing Y/N back here will only do more harm.”
“Jedi do not have the luxury of recovery like this,” Windu said. “Especially at a time of war. Y/N will be brought back to the Temple and her recovery will be watched over by her former Masters.”
“Master Obi-Wan, in charge of bringing her back, you will be,” Yoda told him. “Then a new assignment you will go on in the morning.”
Obi-Wan had to remain calm. “Yes, Master,” he responded. “If you would all excuse me,” he stood up and bowed, “I will go back to Senator Amidala’s and collect Y/N.”

~~~

“Would you like to join me out on the balcony, Y/N?” Padme asked as she came over to sit on the edge of your borrowed bed.

You took a deep breath as you thought about her offer. You knew that you should probably leave this room, but you didn’t really want to. Dealing with the looks of pity was one of the main reasons why you had yet to leave. You were supposed to be a strong Jedi Knight—the possible Chosen One—and yet you were breaking apart on the inside. You nodded and slowly sat up on the bed.

“May I help you?” Padme asked.

The Senator had noticed that you’d only taken to Obi-Wan’s touch and feared that, without forewarning and your permission, you would react poorly to any other touch. You nodded, allowing her to help you from the bed and out of the room. Your legs were very unsteady due to the lack of use and trauma you had endured. Padme made sure to go slow as she led you to the balcony.

Feeling the sun on your face for the first time in what felt like forever was a nice change. You closed your eyes as Padme stopped, keeping her arm linked with yours. You leaned your head slightly back as you began to feel the Force around you. There was a thick layer of sadness and anguish, and you knew it was your fault. Taking slow, deep breaths, you began to meditate.

Padme stayed linked to you as she noticed what you were doing, she had seen Anakin meditate often and knew not to move much as to distract you. Her head did turn in curiosity at the sound of the elevator doors opening. Obi-Wan stepped off, looking worn down and worried. Padme wasn’t too surprised to see him back only a few hours after he had left. She knew that he would do anything to get back to you. He took in the scene before him and was able to feel you trying to work through what happened with the Force.

Quietly, Obi-Wan walked over and sent Padme a thankful nod. Padme nodded back as she slipped her arm out of yours, with Obi-Wan’s arm replacing her arm before you could even notice. His eyes closed as his signature branched out to you. He was grateful when yours responded readily. The two of you stood like that for longer than you even knew, having also been completely left alone by Padme and her people.

“Thank you,” you whispered, finally opening your eyes.

You turned and wrapped your arms around Obi-Wan, whose arms responded in kind. His lips kissed your head briefly before his head turned and rested against yours.

“Whatever for, little star?” He wondered.
“For staying with me,” you answered. “For trying to help me as best as you can.”
“I do not need any thanks… not after all you have been through.”
You didn’t respond immediately to that, knowing you didn’t have much in you to fight his guilt. “I know you’re here to bring me back to the Temple.”
Obi-Wan sighed. “The Council believes that they should watch over your recovery.” You barely nodded. “They also are sending me out on a new assignment in the morning.” Your eyes closed as your arms tightened around Obi-Wan. “I am sorry, little star. I do not want to leave you in such a state as this.”
After a moment, you pulled back slightly to look into Obi-Wan’s eyes. “We will do as the Council asks, for our duty and to protect our secret.”

Obi-Wan studied your eyes, seeing that you were pushing away the trauma. He could also see that he was talking to the Council’s Chosen One again, and not to normal you. He sighed as his hand came up to cup your face. How he wished he could take the burden of being the Chosen One from you and Anakin.

“You are not required to go back to the Temple until the morning,” he told you. “We can stay here another night.”
“We shouldn’t though,” you responded with a slight shake of your head. “We can’t have the Council begin to question either of us.”

He knew you were right, but he wished to hold you a little bit longer. Especially with him leaving in the morning. You could see the longing in his eyes and wished that you had the mental capacity at the moment to comfort him, but you were barely holding yourself together. You leaned closer and brushed your lips against his. Obi-Wan took it upon himself to make it an actual kiss.

“I love you, Obi,” you breathed out upon pulling apart.
“And I love you, my little star.”

~~~

The moment you stepped foot on the Temple grounds, your former Masters had whisked you away from Obi-Wan. Obi-Wan hated that he had allowed you to convince him to bring you back to the Temple so quickly. He knew that he would most likely not see you again before his assignment, making him frustrated at the whole situation.

Master Yoda dismissed the other Masters around you and led you to the garden. He took you to your favorite spot underneath one of the waterfalls and sat down, signaling you to do the same. He assessed you quietly, and you let him. Yoda had always been impressed with the light that flowed from you and even now, as your light had dimmed slightly, he was still impressed.

“Feel the turmoil in you, I can,” Yoda said, finally breaking the silence. “But anger, I do not feel.”
“I am not angry at what happened,” you replied calmly. “And I know I shouldn’t feel the pain that I do as it can be a path to the dark side.”
“Right you are my former Padawan. Why you are here, it is. Together, we will work through these emotions you feel.”
“Yes, Master.”

~~~

Master Yoda kept you under the waterfall for hours, working through your emotions in the Force. You both knew that this could not be done in one simple sitting. Yoda could tell that you were weighed down by what had happened in the educational center as well as you having a Force vision. He did not push you into sharing the Force vision yet, knowing you would come to him in time.

When you were finally allowed to return to your quarters, you were exhausted both physically and mentally. You were dragging as you walked, noting the stares and murmuring that came from the other Jedi you passed. You pulled your hood over your head more, trying to conceal yourself from the stares.

Obi-Wan was in his room when he could sense your uneasiness coming down the hall. He waited until you were in your room before he slipped out of his own and knocked on your door.

“Little star,” he quietly called. “It’s me.”
“Come in,” you responded.

The door slid open, allowing Obi-Wan in. He found you curled up on the couch, half asleep. He came around and knelt on the ground beside you.

“I’m exhausted, Obi,” you whispered, eyes struggling to stay open.
“I’m so sorry, little star,” he said softly. He took your nearest hand, his thumb rubbing the back of it.
“I tried… I really tried…”
Obi-Wan was confused. “Tried what?”
“To get past it all… I really tried to go through all my emotions and heal.” Obi-Wan noted the quickness in which tears were forming and falling down your face. “I don’t want to disappoint you or the Council… I want to be a good Jedi, even in the midst of breaking the Code… I can’t let what happened to me get in the way... I’m sorry.”
Obi-Wan felt his heart break a little more. “Please do not apologize, darling. What happened to you wasn’t your fault and you are doing your best to heal from it. It has only been a few days. Give yourself some time, even if the Council doesn’t.” You nodded tiredly. “Come on, my little star, let’s get you to bed.”

Gently, his arms pushed underneath you and brought you into him. He carried you into your bedroom and placed you on top of the covers. Looking at you, he silently asked for permission before carefully helping you out of your Jedi cloak and pulling your shoes off. Obi-Wan then helped you underneath the covers. He kissed your temple before moving to leave. As quickly as your tired body would let you, you grabbed Obi-Wan’s wrist.

“Stay,” you whimpered. “Please.”

Obi-Wan nodded. He took off his own cloak and shoes before crawling in behind you. He pulled you into him as his arms wrapped around you. Your arms came and rested on top of his as his head found a comfortable spot near yours. You thanked him through your bond as you quickly drifted to sleep.

~~~

Obi-Wan was pushing it. He was supposed to be heading toward the hangar to leave for his next assignment. Instead, he was still holding you to his chest as you slept. It was a brief moment of peace in the craziness that was your life’s and Obi-Wan wasn’t ready to leave it just yet. But when his comlink buzzed, he knew he couldn’t stay here any longer. He kissed your head as he slowly retreated away from your form, keeping his signature with you so as to not worry you and wake you.

As he slipped his boots back on and threw his cloak over his arm, Obi-Wan’s eyes stayed on your figure. He had never wished to not be a Jedi until this very moment. He did not like leaving you and was really beginning to wish that your relationship could be public so that he could protect you better. Sighing as his comlink buzzed once again, he kissed your head and left the room.

~~~

To everyone else, you seemed to be on the mend. To Padme, Ahsoka, Anakin, and Obi-Wan, you were barely holding yourself together. Yes, you were working through your emotions and training with your Masters and yes, you were making positive progress. But that didn’t change what had happened and that you needed time to heal. Unfortunately, due to the war and being a Jedi, time wasn’t on your side.

After a week of being back at the Jedi Temple, the Council had sent you back to your battalion, much to the disgruntle of Obi-Wan. As the Council knew you would, you did not let your trauma get in the way of your assignments. You came out of each assignment victorious that the Council would quickly send you on another. Within two weeks, you and your battalion had completed nine assignments successfully. You were slightly pleading for a day of rest when you were called back to the Jedi Temple.

You were excited about the thought of finally seeing Obi-Wan again after nearly three weeks but was disappointed to find that he was in a Council meeting when you arrived. You disappeared into your quarters, allowing yourself to try and get some rest until you were needed. You were laying in bed, almost asleep when you felt Obi-Wan’s presence near. You got up and headed to the door. A knock sounded just before you could open it. When you did so, Obi-Wan was revealed to be the other side. You could clearly tell that something was weighing him down.

“Obi,” you breathed out, reaching out to him through the Force and physically. “What’s wrong?”

Without a verbal response, Obi-Wan stepped forward and held you. His head buried into your neck as you stepped back to allow the door to close and the two of you to gain some privacy. As you began to use the Force to try and figure out what was the matter, you felt Obi-Wan start to put up shields to prevent you from doing so.

“What’s going on?” You asked quietly, keeping Obi-Wan in your arms.
“I wish I could tell you, little star,” he mumbled into your neck.

You knew that pushing more wasn’t going to get you anywhere closer to the answer. If he had a secret, he had to have a good reason for it.

“What can I do?” You asked.

Obi-Wan didn’t respond, simply holding onto you tighter. You let him, just wishing that he would let your signature back in to allow you to comfort him that way. Eventually, Obi-Wan loosened his hold on you and his hands came up to hold your face. He pulled you into a loving kiss before pulling away and meeting your gaze. He looked at you with more intensity than you had ever seen from him.

“You know that I love you, right?” He asked, his voice unbelievably quiet.
“Yes,” you responded.
“And that I would never do anything to hurt you without reason?”
Your brows furrowed. “Obi-Wan… what’s happening?”
“I need you to trust me, little star. Whatever happens, I need you to keep the faith.”
“You’re scaring me. What are you talking about?”
“Just… remember how much I love you, okay? Hold onto that.” His thumbs rubbed against your cheeks. “Promise me that you can do that.”
“But why—“
“Promise me.”
You took a moment to nod and answer. “I promise.”

Obi-Wan rushed you into another kiss. It was passionate as he backed you up into the couch, almost causing you to fall over it. One of his arms went around your waist to keep you pressed into him. When he finally pulled away to allow you both to breathe heavily, he rested his forehead against yours.

“I love you, little star,” he panted. “Always.”

~~~

Obi-Wan held you close, showering you with kisses, throughout the night. You were confused as to why he was acting this way, but couldn’t ask. By the time you woke up in the morning, he was getting ready for the day and had completely blocked your signature out. He quickly told you that you, Ahsoka, Anakin, and himself had been assigned to go down to the underworld of Coruscant to figure out who was plotting with Moralo Eval to kidnap Chancellor Palpatine. You had barely been in the underworld an hour when Obi-Wan called everyone back to the ship. The four of you met up as you walked toward the ship.

“So what’s the big rush?” Anakin questioned.
“The Jedi Council has called an emergency meeting,” Obi-Wan explained.

You looked at him curiously. Why would they send you down here only to call you back?

“I can see it now,” Anakin sighed. “Another long, boring debate.”
“Would you rather they call you in to train younglings?” Ahsoka teased.
Anakin chuckled. “Are you crazy?”

You froze, sensing that someone was watching your group. Suddenly blasts were fired, barely missing Obi-Wan. He grabbed your arm and ran over to a pile of crates, hiding behind it. Anakin and Ahsoka hid on the opposite side.

“Any idea where that shot came from?” Obi-Wan asked as blasts still fired the group’s way.
Ahsoka looked up to see a sniper on the roofline. “A sniper,” she announced. “I see him up there!” She pointed.
Obi-Wan flinched as another shot barely missed him. “Alright, here’s the plan. Anakin, you flank him on the right. Y/N and Ahsoka, you cover the lower streets. I’m going after him.”

You couldn’t help the bad feeling that formed in your stomach as your group ignited their sabers and darted after the sniper. You followed closely behind Ahsoka as you watched the rooftops to keep up with the sniper.

“I lost him!” Anakin announced over the comlink. “Obi-Wan, do you have anything?”

You suddenly stopped, gasping as you felt something begin to rip through you. You groaned in pain, causing Ahsoka to stop and turn back to you. Sensing the need to look up, you did and the sight you caught was something you never wished to see again.

“OBI-WAN!”

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The pain you felt was indescribable. Your heart was being torn to pieces as something ripped away from your Force signature. Obi-Wan, having been shot, fell from the roof and into the crates you were standing by.

“OBI-WAN!” You and Anakin screamed a the same time.
“I got him, go!” Ahsoka told Anakin, who was still on the rooftop.

You stumbled over to Obi-Wan’s side, in a pained dazed. You pushed through the fiery pain that was erupting through you to get to him. You collapsed next to him and desperately pulled the Jedi into your lap. Tears spilled freely from your eyes before you even had the chance to stop them.

“Obi-Wan,” his name fell like a prayer from your lips. “Obi-Wan, please… you can’t do this to me… I can't do this without you… please. Come back.”

But you knew he was gone. The pain you were feeling was not the shot that Obi-Wan had taken, but his Force signature being ripped away from your bond. Your heart began to race, your breaths coming out uneven. Anakin, having failed to get the sniper, ran up to where you, Obi-Wan, and Ahsoka were.

“How is he?” Anakin frantically asked. Ahsoka looked at him with early eyes. Anakin collapsed on the opposite side of Obi-Wan’s body. “Obi-Wan,” he cried. “Obi-Wan…. Obi-Wan!”

Your vision quickly blurred as you began to feel feverish. Sweat trickled down your face as you started to wobble. Ahsoka noticed first, hand gripping your shoulder to try and steady you.

“Y/N?” She questioned, pulling Anakin’s attention to you. “Y/N?”

You couldn’t respond. You couldn’t even register that she was calling for you before you fell unconscious onto Obi-Wan’s lifeless body.

~~~~

You woke up alone in the med center. Immediately, you noticed how heavy your heart was. The distinct disturbance in your Force signature was clear. You were no longer bound to Obi-Wan’s signature. Inhaling sharply, tears gathered in your eyes as you stared up at the ceiling. Who knows how long you were like that until Ahsoka came into the room. Glancing at her, she was wearing her dark brown Jedi cloak and carrying another one over her arm. She looked at you with saddened eyes, for the situation but also for you and her Master.

“How are you feeling?” She asked, getting straight to the point.
“Like a part of me as died,” you rasped, unable to look at her when you spoke.
Ahsoka sighed. “I’ve been asked to come and get you. The funeral is about to start.”
You shook your head. “This can’t be real… this isn’t right… he was supposed to be the last to fall…”

Ahsoka’s face scrunched in curiosity at your words as she helped you out of bed and placed your Jedi cloak over your shoulders. After seeing that you couldn’t do it yourself, she placed the hood over your head. Ahsoka grabbed your hand, giving it a gentle squeeze as she guided you out of the room. You two headed to the center of the temple, where the Jedi tomb was.

Your eyes quickly took in the number of people in the room. There of course were Jedi of all ranks, but there were others. Padme, Satine, the Chancellor, and a few other politicians. You noticed that Anakin stood at the feet of Obi-Wan’s body. Shaking away Ahsoka’s hand, you ignored the stares as you walked to his side. You had to prevent yourself from gasping at the darkness laced in Anakin’s facial features and surrounding his Force signature. He didn’t look at you but when you placed yourself at his side and took his hand, he held it tightly.

You stayed by Anakin’s side as Obi-Wan’s body was lowered into the ground. You tried to feel some connection with your Force signature to the body, only to come up short. You closed your eyes to prevent yourself from crying in front of everyone. You knew that you were already frustrating the Council by standing at Anakin’s side, shedding tears in front of them would only make it worse.

~~~

Yoda watched you carefully as you appeared lost. You had been wandering the Temple for the better part of an hour since the funeral. He was concerned for you as he noticed that the light that usually surrounded you was quickly dimming. He sighed and shook his head. Even for the great Jedi Master Yoda, he couldn’t help but feel guilty. It would only be a matter of time until you sensed something was up, at least that’s what the Council believed, but none of the were truly prepared to handle what was happening in front of them right now.

Master Windu came up to Master Yoda. He noticed whom Yoda was watching. You were slowly heading down the hallway, away from the Jedi Masters. Windu turned to Yoda as they both headed into the smaller med center.

“Having second thoughts, Master Yoda?” Windu questioned.
“Hmm,” Yoda hummed, “heading down a dark path, we are.”
“We talked about this. Killing a Jedi was the best move we had.”

Windu moved the curtain separating a small room from the hall in the med center. In doing that, he revealed Obi-Wan sitting on a bed. Obi-Wan felt weak, after having severed his bond with you, but he could not tell the Council members that. They were depending on him. Yet, so had you.

“So how was my funeral?” Obi-Wan asked sarcastically, trying to act normal despite his heart feeling like it had been ripped to shreds.
“A better performance than you, your corpse gave,” Yoda responded.
“Whatever do you mean? I fell from the top of a building.” He held up the armor that had been underneath his clothes. “I could have killed myself.”
“Survived worse, you have. Young Skywalker and L/N know his.”
“I took the vitals suppressor as instructed.” Obi-Wan was getting slightly frustrated. If Yoda didn’t have confidence in this plan, then why had he sacrificed everything to complete it? “I was dead to the world when Anakin moved my body. There’s no way he could know I was alive. I also severed the bond with Y/N as you instructed. I know that had physical complications, she collapsed on me. There is no way for her to know that I’m alive.”
“Not know. But sense, they will, that something is not right.”
“Keeping Anakin and Y/N on the outside was critical. Everyone knows how close we are. It was their reactions that sold the sniper. I’m sure of it.” Obi-Wan was frustrated and done defending his plan that he didn’t even want to do to the people who asked him to do it.
“What’s done is done,” Windu said. “We need to get your transformation underway.”

~~~

Padme knew that Anakin needed her the most, she was his wife after all. But Padme also understood what your relationship with Obi-Wan was like and that you were her sister-in-law. She told Anakin that she would meet him in her apartment tonight before she went searching for you. Not very familiar with the layout of the Jedi Temple, it took Padme a while until she found you. You were standing outside of Obi-Wan’s room door. Your hand was running against his nameplate as you stared blankly. Padme sighed as she carefully came closer to you.

“Y/N,” she called. You didn’t make any move to register that you had noticed her. “I am sorry about Obi-Wan.” You closed your eyes. “I came to see if there was anything I could do for you.”
“No,” you breathed out, clearly trying not to cry. “There’s nothing anyone can do.”
“Please know—” Padme reached out to touch your arm but you flinched anyway. She sent a sorrowful, yet apologetic look your way as she moved her arm back to her side. “I hope you know that I am here if you need anything.”
You looked at her with a nod. “I know.”

~~~

The Jedi Council called for you and Anakin to come to the war room. There, Master Yoda told you that the sniper, Rako Hardeen, had been found. As you stood next to Anakin, you could feel his increasing anger. Anakin quickly told Yoda that he and Ahsoka will go after Hardeen. You let them, knowing that you wouldn’t be of much help. Anakin left to get Ahsoka while you stared at the hologram of Hardeen in the war room. Yoda came around to stand beside you.

“Much grief, I sense in you,” Yoda stated.
“Yes,” you agreed. “I’m sorry, Master.”
“Feel also, your connection with the Force has weakened. Concerned I am for you.”
“I feel like a part of me has died, Master. The bond I shared with Obi-Wan is broken and now…”

Yoda sighed. He had feared that this would happen, that you would grow weak without the bond. Even when you were separated from Obi-Wan as a Padawan, you still had that bond and were able to use it to your advantage. Now, you were lost.

“Meditate in the garden, you should,” Yoda advised. “Find peace, you will.”
You bowed slightly. “Of course, Master.”

~~~

“Rako Hardeen has been caught and is in prison,” Anakin stated, coming to sit beside you underneath the waterfall.

You had been trying to enter a meditative state for over an hour, to no avail. You sighed and looked at Anakin.

“That’s good,” you whispered. “It does not bring him back though.” You reached over and took one of his hands. “I don’t know if I can do this, Ani… I am not strong enough.”

Anakin moved closer and pulled you into an embrace. You were always the one to comfort him, it now seemed, even amidst the anger coursing through him, that it was his turn to comfort you.

“You are the strongest Jedi I know,” he whispered. “We will get through this together.”

~~~

You were still with Anakin when word arrived that Rako Hardeen broke out of prison with Cad Bane and Moralo Eval. Anakin, growing angrier by the second, left you to go express his frustrations to the Chancellor. He had invited you along but you told him that you needed some rest. You were lying in bed when Anakin and Ahsoka told you they were heading for Nal Hutta to go after Hardeen. You made the decision to come with.

“What makes you think Obi-Wan’s murderer is on Nal Hutta?” Ahsoka asked as the three of you walked off the ship and onto the mentioned planet.
“I got a tip from the Chancellor himself,” Anakin responded.
Your brows furrowed. “How would the Chancellor know where to find them?” You questioned.
“He is the Chancellor. He has a lot of connections that the Jedi Council should begin using.”
“How are we gonna find then?” Ahsoka wondered.
“Ahsoka, you should know by now. If you want to find a lowlife—“
“You start at the saloon.”

The three of you headed into the saloon. Anakin made a show of his strength by using the Force to break up a fight that was between your group and the bar. Onlookers clapped as the fight cleared at your group made it over to the bar.

“The fugitives are already gone,” the bartender quickly told you.
“All three of them were here?” Questioned Anakin.
“Two came in, met the third.”
“When did they leave?” Ahsoka asked.
“Nothing’s free on Nal Hutta, especially information.”

Anakin held his hand out. He used the Force to lift the bartender up and begin choking him. You started to grow scared at the darkness that grew over Anakin’s features.

“I don’t have time for games,” Anakin growled.
The bartender choked as he spoke. “You just missed them.”
“Keep talking.”
“I heard one of them say they just bought a ship.”
Anakin choked the bartender a little longer before turning around. “Let’s go.”

You and Ahsoka shared a worried look before following after him.

~~~

Your group got word that the fugitives were on Orondia. You stood behind the pilot seats as Anakin flew the ship closer to the planet’s surface. There was a single ship docked, the side opened as someone walked up the stairs, heading into the ship.

“Look! It’s Cad Bane,” Ahsoka said.
“Are you sure?” Anakin asked.
“Who else wears a hat like that?”
“Good point.”

The fugitive ship took off, with your ship following close behind it. As Anakin flew closer to the other ship, a strange feeling came over you. Like something or someone was hiding on that ship. Someone you knew. Anakin scrapped the top of their ship with the bottom of his, making your presence known.

“Take over!” Anakin ordered, jumping up from his seat. “I’ll bring them down!”

He ran out of the room as you sat in his seat. Ahsoka took over piloting as you just stared at the ship. Something wasn’t right but you weren’t able to put a finger on it. Anakin jumped onto their ship and began damaging it with his lightsaber while Ahsoka kept hitting the ship with the one you were in. Eventually, Cad Bane came out and began attacking Anakin.

“I’m going to go out and help him,” you announced, rushing toward the side door.

You jumped down and landed on the front of their ship. You looked into the window to immediately met Hardeen’s gaze. Your face scrunched up in confusion at the sorrowful look he was giving you. Before the two of you could stare any longer at each other, Hardeen piloted his ship up to collide with the one Ahsoka was in, sending both of the ships to the ground. You, Anakin, and Bane were flown off, landing roughly on the ground.

You coughed as you slowly pushed yourself up from the ground, dust lingering in the air. Anakin and Bane were quickly caught up in fighting each other while you turned your focus onto the fugitives ship. You watched as Hardeen jumped down from the ship, gun aimed around in the ground fog. You ignited your lightsaber, signaling to him where you were. As he slowly came closer, he put his gun away and lifted his hands up in surrender.

“Little star,” Hardeen whispered.
You gasped. “There’s only one person in the galaxy who calls me that,” you responded.
“I know.” He stepped closer, keeping eye contact with you.
“How?”
“Can you really not sense it?” By your facial expression, Hardeen could answer his own question. “What have I done?”
You pointed your saber at him as he tried to take another step toward you. “One more step, and I’ll kill you.”
“No, you won’t.”

Hardeen took another step. With a slight movement of his hands, you were thrown back onto the ground. He quickly deactivated your lightsaber before straddling you.

“Just kill me already,” you rasped. “Or do whatever you want with me… you already ripped my heart out…”
“Oh… my little star…” He whispered, his eyes weighed down in sadness. “I’m so sorry.”
Tears filled your eyes. “Stop… please… don’t call me that.” Slowly, you began to feel a signature brush up against yours, causing you to gasp. It was familiar. “Obi? But… how?” The signature pressed further and you put your shields up, you weren’t going to allow him to reconnect without an answer. “I… you were dead. You severed the bond.”
“I wish I could tell you, little star. And I hope that you will forgive me one day.”

As he pressed his lips against your forehead, he forced you into unconsciousness.

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When you had landed on the front of the ship, Obi-Wan couldn’t take his eyes off of you. Guilt immediately filled his entire being at the dimness of your usual bright light. He had done that. He had caused you pain. That’s why he had to get to you quickly, despite being disguised as Rako Hardeen.

When you begged him to just kill you, Obi-Wan’s heart crumbled further. Had you really decided that life wasn’t worth living without him? Had he really pushed you that far? Obi-Wan couldn’t let you think that so he pushed his signature to you, only to quickly be met with shields. He supposed he did deserve that. Before anyone could notice, Obi-Wan knocked you unconscious for your safety and ran to help Anakin in any way he could.

~~~

You had never felt anger like this in your life. Honestly, you had never truly been angry, that emotion seemed to belong solely to Anakin. But this was different. When you arrived back at the Jedi Temple, Anakin and yourself were immediately summoned by Master Yoda to one of the meditation rooms.

“You summoned us, Master?” Anakin said as the two of you entered.
“Wrong to deceive you both it was,” Yoda admitted, turning around from where he was sitting, “but much at stake there is.”
“So we were right. Obi-Wan is still alive.”

You scoffed, shaking your head. It was clearer now that the Council had commanded Obi-Wan to sever the bond. That still didn’t make what Obi-Wan did right. The pain it was still causing you was clear in the Force around you.

“Skywalker, a powerful Jedi you are, ye unpredictable and dangerous you can be,” Yoda told Anakin. “To both your friends and enemies. For Obi-Wan, on your patience everything depends.”
“What if he needs our help?”
“Hmm. If you leave, help him you could. But his future, uncertain is. Trust in Obi-Wan we must.”
“I’m afraid that’s no longer something I can do,” you admitted quietly, tears of frustration pricking away at your eyes. “You made him break the bond. You knew the pain it would cause me.”
“Did what we thought was right, at the time we did. Sorry, I am for the pain it’s caused you my former Padawan.”
You shook your head. “How I am ever supposed to trust any of you again? I am just a doll to the Council. Someone who does their bidding willingly and someone who is disposable.”
“Disposable to the Council, you are not. Strong we believe you to be.”
“Clearly not strong enough.”

~~~

After you had marched out of the meditation room, you headed out of the Jedi Temple. You were unable to even think about being there anymore. You went for your starfighter and flew up to your star cruiser. Exiting the ship, Crak met you.

“I heard about what happened to General Kenobi,” he immediately said. “I am sorry for your loss.”
“Yeah, me too,” you murmured. “I’ll be in my quarters if anyone asks for me. I need some time alone.”
“Yes, of course, General.”

Once you were hidden away in your quarters, you broke down into sobs. You collapsed onto your knees, hands bracing yourself against the floor. Questions ran through your mind at lightspeed.

How could Obi-Wan allow the Council to ask that of him? To sever the bond from you when they know it is a strength to both of you? How could Obi-Wan willingly go through with it? Did he not love you as much as you believed or need the bond as much as you did?

This secret mission that Obi-Wan was on for the Council was making you question everything. About the Council, the entire Jedi Order, and your relationship with Obi-Wan. That last night with Obi-Wan played in your mind.

“You know that I love you, right?”
“Yes.”
“And that I would never do anything to hurt you without reason?”
“Obi-Wan… what’s happening?”
“I need you to trust me, little star. Whatever happens, I need you to keep the faith.”
“You’re scaring me. What are you talking about?”
“Just… remember how much I love you, okay? Hold onto that. Promise me that you can do that.”

Obi-Wan had confessed his love for you once again and asked you to trust him. Had you known the plan beforehand, maybe you could trust him now. But that trust was broken upon finding out he was alive and he had hurt you on purpose.

You closed your eyes as you tried to sense the Force around you, trying to ground you. More tears slipped down your cheeks at the lack of connection you felt with the Force. Were you truly this weak without Obi-Wan? Or had you depended on him for far too long?

~~~

It wasn’t long before you were called back to the Jedi Temple. You were summoned to the war room where Anakin, Ahsoka, and a majority of the Jedi Council members were surrounding the holo table. You found a spot to lean against the wall, as far away from the Council members as you could be. A section of Naboo was projected on the holo table as he plan to protect the Chancellor at Naboo’s Festival of Light was formed.

“As you can see, we’ve mapped the Chancellor’s route to and from the festival stage,” Master Windu stated. “We know where he’ll be at every moment from the time we land on Naboo.”
“What security measures are in place?” Master Plo asked.
“The Naboo Royal Guard will have armed sentries at all entry points on the palace. And the stage itself will be sealed off by a ray shield for the duration of the event.”
“I see nothing here to worry about,” Anakin said.
“With complacency comes vulnerability,” Yoda responded. “Yes… it is what we do not see that concerns me. Along time to plan his attack, Count Dooku has.”
“Yes,” Windu agreed. “We thought we’d have an advantage with Obi-Wan on the inside, but we’ve had no communication from him in days.”
“Has our Padawan sensed anything?” Plo asked, causing everyone to turn to you.
You scoffed. “You made him sever the bond, remember?” You replied in a harsher tone than they had ever heard from you. “I have not sensed anything from him either.”
“Obi-Wan will do his part,” Anakin stated, trying to get the attention away from you. “Let’s make sure we do ours.”

Anakin motioned with his head for you to follow him as he left the war room. You did so. Ahsoka sighed, looking to Master Windu for guidance.

“I fear we have done too much damage to our former Padawan this time,” Plo expressed.
“We should have gone about this differently,” Shaak Ti agreed. “The light around her is dimming and we have no one to blame but ourselves.”
“She will be fine,” Windu responded. “She must learn not to rely on others so much.”
“That’s not it, Master Windu,” Ahsoka argued. “The bond they shared was different. You have yet to see them in action together. There’s a strength there that is palpable.”
“Concerned I am as well, for our Padawan,” Yoda added. “Concerned for her path in the light.”

~~~

You flew with the group to Naboo. As you exited after the Chancellor, you noticed Naboo’s Queen, Padme, and Senator Organa there to greet him.

“Greetings, Your Majesty,” the Chancellor said to the Queen.
“Welcome home, Chancellor,” Padme said. “I’m thankful to the Jedi for bringing you here safely.”
“Yes, Senator, it is good to be back. Although I think the amount of security that has accompanied me is overkill.”
“With all due respect, Chancellor, where your safety is concerned there is no such thing as overkill,” Windu said.
“So you keep insisting, Master Jedi. But I’ve grown tired of discussing it.”

The Chancellor walked off with the Queen, Master Windu, and other politicians. Padme stayed behind to greet you, Ahsoka, and Anakin.

“Anakin, Y/N, Ahsoka, welcome to the festival,” Padme greeted.
“I’ve never seen the Festival of Light,” Ahsoka said as she looked around. “Sounds like a big event.”
“They’re expecting a large crowd,” Anakin stated, “which means it will be difficult for Dooku to attack during the ceremony. That leaves the palace as the best opportunity for an ambush.”
“Are you that certain an attack is imminent?” Padme questioned.
“I’m afraid so. Which is why I’m making Ahsoka your personal bodyguard.”
“At your service, My Lady,” Ahsoka said.
“If there’s trouble, Ahsoka will get you, the Queen, and the rest of your staff to safety.”
“Why about you and Y/N?” Padme wondered.
“Hopefully, I’ll be where I always am. With Y/N at my side, of course.”
“He means saving the day,” Ahsoka laughed.
“Of course he does,” Padme responded.
“Don’t worry, Padme, I will watch over him,” you whispered.
“Thank you.”

~~~

Anakin and yourself found a spot on the left side of the Chancellor’s seat as the Chancellor, the Queen, and the other politicians came out on stage. The audience clapped and cheered as the politicians took their places.

“The stage is set,” Anakin said into his comlink. “Activate the ray shield.”
“Copy that, General Skywalker,” a Naboo guard responded.

The ray shield covered the stage before Anakin motioned to the Chancellor to go up to the podium.

“It is an honor to be here for this momentous occasion,” the Chancellor said once he stood behind the podium. “The pride I feel for this planet cannot be put into words. 847 years ago, Naboo joined the Republic, and tonight we celebrate that union!” The audience clapped. “Take a moment and look around this glorious city of yours. It wasn’t long ago this was all plasma mines. Naboo has indeed come a long way. But as we chart a bold course for the future, let us never forget our past!”

The Chancellor turned and put his arms up, a light show starting in the sky. The audience stood, clapping and cheering to the light show.

“Skywalker!” Windu suddenly shouted. “The shield generator!”

You and Anakin looked over to see one of the bounty hunters slipping through the ray shield and aiming at the generator. Anakin ran toward it, only to be thrown back when it exploded. The shield disappeared from around the stage. Windu took charge of getting the Chancellor to safety while Ahsoka did the same with the Queen and other politicians. Anakin went after the hunter that had caused the explosion. You ignited your lightsaber as you looked around, feeling like something was off.

You heard Anakin cry out in pain and instantly headed over there. The hunter was shocking him, causing him to fall unconscious as he threw him on the stairs. The hunter went to fly away but something from one of the other buildings came firing at the jet pack. You glanced in the direction to see Rako Hardeen—Obi-Wan—with a riffle out the window. Swallowing down some emotions, you jumped up and sliced the bounty hunter in half. You got to Anakin’s side when Windu did.

“Those tentacles pack quite a punch,” Anakin groaned, sitting up with your help.
“The Chancellor!” Hardeen’s voice exclaimed from Windu’s comlink. “The guard escorting him is a bounty hunter!”

Windu, Anakin, and yourself raced up the stairs with your sabers ignited. The three of you hurried over there, aiming your lightsabers at the now revealed bounty hunter. The Chancellor stood up and faced Anakin.

“Chancellor, are you alright?” Anakin asked.

Suddenly, the Chancellor punched Anakin in the face, revealing that the Chancellor was being impersonated by another bounty hunter. Anakin launched himself at the bounty hunter. He knocked the hunter to the ground, aiming his lightsaber at their neck.

“Where is the Chancellor?” Anakin growled.

Sensing something in the Force, you turned and noticed Cad Bane shoving the Chancellor onto another speeder.

“So long, Jedi!” Bane taunted before flying away.
“I’m going after the Chancellor,” Hardeen said over the comlink.
“Copy that, Obi-Wan,” Windu responded.
“I’ll send you the coordinates and hold Bane there as long as I can.”

~~~

Anakin, Windu, and yourself followed the coordinates that Obi-Wan had sent as quickly as the speeder would allow, with Clones right behind you. When you arrived, Obi-Wan had a gun pointed at Bane while Moralo was cowardly beside him. You and Windu aimed your sabers as Moralo while Anakin joined Obi-Wan’s side.

“Please! Do not kill Moralo Eval!” Moralo begged.
“Take him and Bane into custody,” Windu ordered the clones. “And make sure the Chancellor is returned safely to the palace.” Anakin cuffed Moralo while a clone took care of Bane. “You did a good job, Obi-Wan.”
“Kenobi!” Bane exclaimed. “I should have known. Something smelled wrong about you from the start.”
“Yes, well, spending so much time with you was no reward either,” Obi-Wan replied. You cringed at the way he sounded as Hardeen.
“Reward?! I’ll give you a reward when I plug you full of laser bolts!” The clone pushed Bane away.
“Such a pleasant fellow.” Obi-Wan looked at you, who clearly was avoiding him. “I hope this was all worth it.”
“We saved the Chancellor,” Windu responded. “That’s the important thing.”

You rolled your eyes and bit down a scoff. Windu walked off, you were going to follow him when a hand grabbed your wrist. You closed your eyes to try and keep in the onslaught of emotions.

“Little star…” Obi-Wan whispered. He too could admit that the nickname did not sound good coming from him right now. “Please, listen to me.” You stood still, allowing him to continue without looking back at him. “You and Anakin had to be convinced I was dead so that Dooku would believe it as well.”
“Are you saying it was your decision?” You asked, voice clearly broken.
Obi-Wan sighed, absolutely hating himself for being the cause of your pain. “Look, I know I did some questionable things—even verging on terrible, but I did what I had to do. I hope you can understand that.”
You yanked your wrist from his grip as you spun around. “You lied to me! You— you severed our bond!” You were grateful that it was just the two of you left here as tears spilled down your face. “Do you even know how much pain you caused me?!”
“As I told you, I would never do you harm without reason.”
You shook your head. “This—“ You motioned to his transformative look. “This was not a good enough reason… you broke my heart, Obi-Wan. You broke my trust… I don’t think I can ever look at you the same again.”
“Darling, please, you need to understand that—” he stepped toward you only for you to quickly step away.
“Please, just leave me alone.” You ran away, into the woods.
“Y/N! Y/N! Come back!”

You cried as you continued to run away from his voice. You couldn’t take it. You couldn’t take the pain anymore. Obi-Wan ran after you, but with the bond severed he was unable to sense you. You found your way to where the star cruiser was and found a free starfighter. You took it straight to your own star cruiser and found an assignment for you and your battalion to quickly take.

~~~

It took another two days for Obi-Wan to be transformed back into himself, revealing his bald head and beardless face. Since he was unable to sense you and no one would tell him where you were, he was forced to look through the whole Jedi Temple for you. Only to come up empty-handed. He found Anakin walking the hall. Obi-Wan knew that Anakin was angry at him as well, but he just needed to know that you were safe.

“Anakin!” Obi-Wan called, rushing over. Anakin kept walking. “Anakin!”
“Yes, Master?” Anakin said, the anger in his tone evident. He didn’t slow his pace.
“Please tell me you know where Y/N is. I haven’t been able to find her anywhere or reach her.”
“Maybe you shouldn’t have severed your bond.”
Obi-Wan sighed. “Anakin please.” He pulled at his former Padawan’s arm, stopping him. “I just want to know if she’s okay.”
Anakin pulled his arm out of Obi-Wan’s grasp. “No, she’s not okay. Commander Crak that works with her has reached out to say that she’s recklessly going into missions. Not caring for her own safety. I’m on my way to grab Ahsoka and go bring her back here.”
“I’m coming with you.”
“No, the Council has asked me to do this without you.”
“What?”
“They are afraid she will not come back if you come with me. And, honestly, I wouldn’t blame her.”
“Anakin—“
“I don’t fully understand your relationship with my sister and I respect her enough to not question it, but you hurt her. And I will not stand by and let you continue to do so. I will bring her back to the Temple with Ahsoka. You can stay here and dwell it what you’ve done.”

Anakin turned away sharply, heading back down the hall. Obi-Wan’s head hung as he let Anakin’s words sink in. He had messed up, worse than he had ever in his life, and he didn’t know if he’d ever been able to make it right.

~~~

Obi-Wan had never ran faster in his life, especially through the Jedi Temple. It had been sixteen days since Anakin and Ahsoka had been sent to retrieve you. Before they could bring you back to the Temple, the Council had assigned you, Anakin, and Ahsoka to an emergency mission. The results of the mission was the reason for Obi-Wan’s swiftness through the Temple.

You had been critically injured. Obi-Wan was in the war room when Anakin called it in. The concern and fear in Anakin’s voice had immediately put Obi-Wan on high alert. It took far too long for the transport to arrive at the Temple with your injured body. As soon as Obi-Wan heard it had landed, he was running to the med center. He skidded to a stop in front of it, seeing a solemn Anakin and Ahsoka standing there, both in a daze.

“Where is she?” Obi-Wan panicked. “What happened?”
“They’ve rushed her into surgery,” Ahsoka responded. “She…” Ahsoka shook her head. “I’m sorry. I can’t…” She hurried away.
“Anakin?”
“There was a droid with an electric spear…” Anakin mumbled, focusing on his hands.
Obi-Wan gasped when he realized that Anakin’s hands were covered in blood. At not just a little bit of it. “Is that her blood?”
“I didn’t see or sense it behind me,” Anakin continued, ignoring Obi-Wan. “She did and jumped between me and the droid without thinking… she was electrocuted as the spear impaled her.”
“Is that her blood?”
“I didn’t even notice… and she… she easily jumped in to save me.”
“Anakin… is that her blood?”
Anakin nodded. “Yes.”
“No…” Obi-Wan backed up until he hit the wall. “Do we know if she’ll…?”
“She was in so much pain… I could feel it everywhere around me. The clones and Ahsoka could feel it too. We got her onto the star cruiser and she was in and out of consciousness the whole time.”
“Do we know if she’ll make it?”
Anakin finally looked up at Obi-Wan, revealing his red and watery eyes. “They don’t think she will.”

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Obi-Wan was on the floor outside of the med center, elbows resting on his knees as his hands held his head. He was trying so hard to connect his signature with yours, to no avail. He was replaying the moment he severed the bond over and over in his head, regretting it more with each replay. It had hurt him too, greatly, but the vital suppressers that he had to take didn’t allow him to cry or groan about the pain.

Padme had arrived, having been called by Ahsoka, and had ushered Anakin away to get cleaned up. This left Obi-Wan alone in his remorse briefly. He was pulled out of his guilt spiral by footsteps.

“Master Obi-Wan,” Mace Windu’s voice was coming from above Obi-Wan.
Obi-Wan took a deep breath and stood up to look Windu in the eye. “Master Windu, my friend,” he greeted. “What can I do for you?”
“I came to tell you that you are needed on an assignment.”
“What? I can’t—“
“Why can’t you? Y/N was not your Padawan. Yes, I know about the bond between the two of you but I am concerned that it’s verging on an attachment.”
“I just finished a hard assignment. I should be allowed to—“
“We are in the middle of a war, Obi-Wan. There is no time to rest. I expect to see you in the war room in ten minutes.”

Then Windu marched off, leaving Obi-Wan reeling. He had already done what the Council had asked of him, risking everything he had with you. Now, they wanted him to leave you while you were critically injured and in surgery to go on an assignment. Yes, the galaxy was in the middle of a war and the Republic needed every person it could on its side. But your life was on the line. If he left and you died, Obi-Wan would never be able to live with himself. But, him refusing this mission would make the attachment more noticeable and risk both him and your standings in the Order.

Turning toward the med center, Obi-Wan pressed his hand against the window and closed his eyes. He pushed his signature into the room. He let out a breath of relief as he could sense you alive, though your signature still was refusing to interact with his.

“I’m sorry, little star,” he whispered. “I will be back soon. I promise.”

~~~

Padme and Anakin came back to wait outside the med center again. Anakin was confused when he noticed that Obi-Wan was no longer there.

“Where did Obi-Wan go?” Anakin asked, looking around and checking the med center door to see that it was still locked.
“Perhaps he got called into a meeting with the Council,” Padme suggested.
Anakin shook his head. “He would not allow anything to come in between him being here for Y/N right now. Except…” He scoffed and shook his head again. “Except I also thought that he wouldn’t keep at least her in the dark about that Hardeen stunt and he went about acting more like a Council member than a person.”
“He is a Council member, Anakin.”
“It’s different. He’s different when he’s with Y/N. And I’ve heard the way she’s been taught to go about missions and have heard snippets of Obi-Wan’s thoughts and frustrations about the way Y/N’s been treated and trained. Yet… Obi-Wan treated her like all her other Masters have.”
“I’m sure Obi-Wan has a reason. We will ask him when he returns.”
“That may be awhile,” Ahsoka said, coming toward the secret couple. “Obi-Wan has been called out on assignment. I just saw his starfighter leave.”
“And my concern was right,” Anakin said with a scoff. “She is no more than the Council’s precious Padawan to him as well.”

~~~

It was a total of six hours since you had arrived back at the Temple before Master Yoda was allowed into the med center to gather intel on your condition. When he came out of the med center, Ahsoka, Anakin, and Padme had been joined by Masters Windu and Plo.

“Out of surgery, Y/N is,” Yoda stated, stopping in front of the awaiting group. “Still in critical condition as well.”
“Do we know when she will wake?” Windu asked.
Yoda shook his head. “Uncertain her outcome is. Patient, we all must be.”
“Master Yoda, are we allowed to sit with her?” Padme asked, knowing that Anakin would be crossing a line more than he was already if he asked.
“Yes. But touch her, we must not.”
“Of course.”
“Leave you three with her, we will. Matters to discuss, we have.”

Anakin didn’t miss the look of disapproval that he was given by Master Windu for staying behind as the Masters left. His eyes focused on the doors that would lead him to your side. Anakin had felt emotions like his before when his mother was dying. You were his twin, the one person who had truly been at his side throughout his life. Even when you were separated for all those years, you were by his side. You had sacrificed your life in more ways than one for him continually and he had barely done anything good for you. Anakin took a deep breath as Padme’s hand slipped into his own and gave it a light squeeze.

“Would you like me to come in with you?” She quietly wondered.

He nodded his response before stepping forward, with Padme staying at his side. He shot a look at Ahsoka who nodded comfortingly as she stayed in her spot. Taking another deep breath, Anakin led Padme through the doors. Both of their breaths caught at the pain that hung in the air. Anakin knew it was your Force signature. It didn’t know what to do without the Force bond, didn’t know what to cling to. His eyes then found you.

You were laying on one of the hovering med stretchers. You had a short sleeve medical gown on that stopped just before your knees. Anakin’s eyes quickly scanned the screens connected to the stretcher only to note that your vitals weren’t great. Padme gave Anakin’s hand another squeeze before letting it go. Anakin took that as a sign to go up to you. The closer he got, the more he realized that your skin tone was much lighter than normal, signaling the amount of blood you had lost. There were a few tubes connected to you, one of them running under your nose to give you oxygen.

“Hey, sis,” Anakin whispered. He branched out his signature in hopes that yours may react positively to it. “You’re going to make it, okay?” His hands came up to grasp the lip of the stretcher, trying to stop himself from touching you. “You have to… you don’t get to die for me… you don’t get to do that and leave me here as the Chosen One. Everyone knows you’re the better fit.” He took a shaky inhale as his emotions began rushing to the surface. “You’ve got to stop doing this, Y/N/N… you’ve got to stop sacrificing yourself for me. I can’t take that burden.”

Anakin could feel your signature study his but not touch it in any way. He knew that it wasn’t his signature that you wanted—or needed.

“I’m not going anywhere, Y/N, okay?” Anakin continued. “They’re not separating us again.”

~~~

For the next week, Anakin spent his days in the med center with you. He busied himself with mediating and fixing droids as he waited for you to wake. A few of the Jedi Council members expressed concern over Anakin being by your side, but Anakin ignored them and was surprised to hear that Master Yoda was also on his side. Obi-Wan kept reaching out through his comlink, but Anakin refused to respond to his own Master. He was angry at him for the way he was treating you and how he just left for another assignment while you may be on your death bed.

Your signature still wouldn’t fully interact with Anakin’s, no matter how hard he tried. It was frustrating that you wouldn’t allow him to help you in the only way he really could. But that didn’t mean he wasn’t going to keep being at your side.

Padme had come from the Senate to the Temple to watch over you while Anakin refreshed himself. Ahsoka was, unfortunately, unable to take this shift since the Council had busied her with small assignments with Captain Rex while Anakin was unavailable. Padme had pulled up a chair and was looking through some of her Senate documents when you groaned. She quickly stood up to hover over you. This was the first sound you had made since the surgery, and she was unable to tell if it was a good thing or bad. You groaned again, your head moving to the side this time.

“Y/N,” Padme called. “It’s okay. I’m here.”

You groaned again, mumbling something incoherent under your breath. Your head turned to the other side. You were still too tired to open your eyes and you could slightly hear Padme’s reassurances.

“It’s okay,” Padme repeated. “Anakin will be here soon and you can tell him what you need.”
“Obi…” you breathed out, barely audible. “Obi…” Padme leaned closer as you continued. “Obi-Wan…” Her eyes closed at the realization of whom you were calling for. “I need Obi-Wan…”
“Obi-Wan’s not here right now, Y/N. I’m sorry.”
“Where…” your breaths labored as your signature branched out in search of him. “Where… is… he…?” Your eyes slowly peeled open to look at Padme.
“He’s…” She sighed. “He’s on a mission.” You let out a pained breath, closing your eyes again. “But I can get him here as soon as possible.”
“No… if he… wanted to be… here… he would… be…” You began retreating your signature back into yourself.
“Y/N,” Anakin gasped, rushing into the room. He looked at Padme. “Have you called for a medical droid?”
“Not yet,” Padme responded.
Anakin’s focus went back to you. “How are you feeling? Does anything hurt?” A tear slipped out of one of your eyes as you barely nodded. “What is it?”
“My incision… and… my heart…”

Anakin looked back up at Padme in confusion. She motioned him over to the side of the room with her head. Quickly, he met her over in the corner.

“What’s going on?” Anakin whispered.
“She woke up and she was immediately calling for Obi-Wan,” Padme answered, matching his whispering.
“What?”
“I told her that he wasn’t here but that I’d get him here as soon as possible but…” She shook her head as she paused and looked back at you. “But she doesn’t want him here anymore.”
“Good. He doesn’t deserve to me here.”
“You both may believe that, but he might be the best thing for her.”
“No.” Anakin shook his head adamantly. “Obi-Wan didn’t have to leave on assignment and he severed their bond. There is nothing more he can help her with.”

Padme sighed as Anakin spun around and went back to your side. She waited until the medical droid came into the room before slipping out.

~~~

This separation was going to kill him, Obi-Wan was sure of it. Each time he would be close to coming back to the Jedi Temple, something would go wrong. He was currently standing with Commander Cody around the holo table on his star cruiser, discussing an incident from the assignment when Senator Amidala appeared as a hologram on the table.

“Senator?” Obi-Wan questioned in surprise. “Is something the matter?”
“Master Kenobi, I know that it is not my place to request or demand this of you but, you need to return to the Jedi Temple,” Padme told him.
Obi-Wan’s heart crashed to the floor, at least it felt that way. “Is Y/N okay?”
“That is still to be determined but she did wake and she…”
“She what?” He stepped closer to the holo table.
“She asked for you.”
“I’m heading back right now.”
“Obi-Wan. You have to know that because you weren’t there when she woke, she no longer wants you here.” Obi-Wan didn’t know his heart was able to break any further. “I am calling because, despite her wishes and Anakin’s beliefs, I believe that you are what she needs to get better.”
“Cody, turn this cruiser around.”
“Yes, General,” Cody responded, quickly doing as he was told.
“Thank you for calling me, Senator. We are en route to Coruscant and I will be there as soon as I can.”

Obi-Wan ended the call. His hands gripped the holo table as he leaned into it with his head bowed. He should have never left. He shouldn’t have let the Council bully him into leaving your side. You asked for him and he wasn’t there for you. He would never forgive himself for that.

“We are headed to Coruscant, sir,” Cody stated.
“Thank you, Cody,” Obi-Wan said.
“We are entering hyperspace so we will arrive there quickly.” Obi-Wan nodded. “I’m sure that General L/N will forgive you, sir.”
Obi-Wan’s eyes went wide as his head snapped up. Cody clearly knew. “How…?”
“The way you watch her, sir, and protect her. Don’t worry, your secret is safe with me.”

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You were still in a pained dazed, slightly falling in and out of consciousness, as the medical droid spoke to Anakin, Padme, Ahsoka, and Master Yoda. You could hear them talking but were unable to actually understand what they were saying. All you knew was that the one person you wanted there—you needed there—wasn’t even on the planet.

“She will need great rest,” the medical droid told the group surrounding you. “A bacta patch will be needed on both her back and front where the injury lies. There should be no training or missions until she is cleared, which may be weeks.”
“What about her pain?” Anakin asked. “She’s clearly in a large amount of pain.”
“Unfortunately, there is only so much we can do for her pain. It seems that most of her pain stems from something emotional.”
“Hmm, agree I do,” Yoda said. “The severed bond and lies, her pain comes from. On her own, she must push past it.”
“We will keep her here until some of the pain subsides. She should survive this.”

Anakin nodded, eyes moving to stare back at you. You were slightly groaning as you lightly writhed around the stretcher. He noted some sweat on your forehead and carefully wiped it off with his gloved hand.

“Thank you,” Padme said to the medical droid before it left.
“Update the Council on our Padawan’s condition, I must,” Yoda said, heading out on his hover seat.
“I do wish I could stay, but I have more Senate meetings to attend. I have been pushing them off for too long.”
“It’s alright,” Anakin said. He turned to her. “I’ll walk you out. Ahsoka—“
“I won’t leave her side,” Ahsoka promised Anakin.

He sent her a thankful nod before escorting Padme out of the med center. Ahsoka pulled up a chair to sit beside you. Feeling the pain in your signature, she tried to push her signature to yours. She sighed when your shields quickly went up, blocking everyone. She was going to take it more personally when Obi-Wan rushed into the room.

“How is she?” He asked, panting as he had run there from the hangar.
Ahsoka protectively stood up. “She’s in a lot of pain,” she stated in an even tone. She tried to remain calm. Obi-Wan was a Jedi Master on the Council, she held respect for him. Just not as much as she used to.
“Is she—“ He stepped closer only to notice that Ahsoka stepped toward him, clearly aiming to get between him and the stretcher. “Ahsoka. What is going on?”

You groaned, not even realizing the tension that was growing in the room. Your pain was too much. Obi-Wan’s stomach dropped as he took another step in your direction. Ahsoka took another protective step in his direction.

“I’m just—“
“Look who’s back,” Anakin scoffed, cutting off Ahsoka as he came into the room. Before Obi-Wan could even blink, Anakin had placed himself between you and his Jedi Master. “What did you want, Obi-Wan?”
“I’m here to be with Y/N,” Obi-Wan said, trying to remain as calm as possible.
“You should have thought about that before you left.”
“The Council asked me to go on an assignment. I couldn’t—“
Anakin scoffed, shaking his head. “You couldn’t say no… again.”
“No, I couldn’t. And I am sure that you could understand why I couldn’t say no.”

Obi-Wan’s face hardened as the two glared at each other. Anakin didn’t want to admit that he did understand why Obi-Wan couldn’t say no. The things you do to protect the people you care about—the secrets you care about. To stay with the person you love and the Jedi Order.

“She’s in a lot of pain because of you,” Anakin spat.
Obi-Wan winced. “I am sure… and I am sorry,” he responded, eyes not leaving Anakin’s. “Please,” Anakin had never heard his Master beg like that, “can I see her?”

Anakin continued to glare, unmoving for longer than Obi-Wan cared for. Finally, Anakin nodded and stepped aside. He motioned to Ahsoka to head for the door.

“Come on, Snips,” he said, his voice still hard.

Anakin led Ahsoka out, closing the door behind them. Obi-Wan breathed out a slight sigh of relief before slowly heading to your side. The pain you were experiencing was evident on your whole being. Tears pricked Obi-Wan’s eyes as he scanned over your body. His shaky hand reached out and carefully took yours. He leaned down to press his lips to your knuckles, allowing a tear to slide down his cheek and onto your hand.

“I’m here, little star,” he mumbled against your skin. “I’m back at your side where I belong.”

Obi-Wan reached out with his Force signature, desperately trying to connect with yours. His head shook in disappointment at himself when he was met with shields. He deserved it, he knew it, but that didn’t make it hurt any less. Keeping your hand in his, he moved his head to get a better look at your face. His free hand came up to caress it.

“I’m so very sorry, my little star,” he continued quietly. “I should have never left. I should have told you about the Hardeen plan… I… I should have never severed our bond… I will never forgive myself for that. Ever.”

Your hand gently squeezed his. You had slowly begun to come to when Obi-Wan had kissed your hand but you hadn’t really put two-and-two together. Your eyes barely opened to look at Obi-Wan, with his buzzed hair and beard growing back.

“Obi,” you breathed out, realizing who was at your side. You were flooded with both relief and anger. “You’re here…”
“I’m here, little star,” Obi-Wan responded, slightly smiling as he came up to hold a kiss to your forehead. “And I’m so sorry for leaving… I’m so sorry for everything.”
Quickly, tears rushed to your eyes. “I am so… mad at… you…” It still hurt to breathe, making it hard to get through a simple sentence.
“I know. I’m sure that you’ll yell at me as soon as you’re able.”
“Better start… preparing… yourself… I will not… forgive you… easily…”
“Of course, my dear.” You closed your eyes, trying to take a moment to calm the pain as you panted. Obi-Wan couldn’t stand watching you in such pain. “Tell me how to help you.”

Keeping your eyes closed, you let down your shields that had been preventing your signature from being reached. You immediately found his signature and grasped on to it. You both gasped as the sensation of your bond slowly mending. Both of you knew that the simple contact would not completely heal your bond, your relationship, or your injury, but it was enough for now. Obi-Wan quickly did what he could to take away some of the pain and have it for his own. You almost immediately began to breathe normally again.

“Thank you,” you whispered.
Obi-Wan kissed your hand again. “Anything for you, little star.”

~~~

You honestly hated that Obi-Wan’s presence was helping you heal. As the pain began to subside, the anger began to resurface in its place. Unfortunately, almost as soon as the Council found out that Obi-Wan was back, Anakin and Ahsoka were sent away on assignment. Anakin made sure to say goodbye to you and threaten Obi-Wan before he left. You could sense how ready and willing Obi-Wan was to receive Anakin’s anger towards him, feeling similar feelings about himself.

Obi-Wan stayed by your side, ready and willing to do anything you asked. You really didn’t ask much of him, not ready to fully talk to him yet. He understood and most of the time could simply be found sitting at your side reading or working on mission plans. There were a few times when Obi-Wan had a Council meeting, but he made sure that you were asleep when he did so to lower the chance of him missing you needing help.

It was two days after Obi-Wan’s return when you were finally allowed to leave the med center. You were still basically on bed rest and still required frequent bacta patch changes, but at least you could now do that in your own quarters. Obi-Wan was at your side—your good side—as you headed down the halls of the Jedi Temple. He was not physically helping you in any way but was clearly ready to do so at any moment. Your steps were slow and steady as the pain still pulled away at your injury. You felt little relief when you arrived at your door. The door slid open and you stepped in. Obi-Wan went to follow but you stopped him with your hand held up.

“I’m okay by myself, Obi-Wan,” you told him. You could see his heartbreak in his blue yes.
“Yes, of course,” he said. “I will be in my own quarters if you—“
“Obi-Wan,” you sighed. “You should get back to assignments and being a member of the Council. I promise that I am able to take care of myself.”
“But you don’t have to.”
“But I do… I… you’ve done a lot of damage to me—you and the Council—and I have a lot to work through.”

Obi-Wan could tell that you were trying to be nice and calm though there was clearly a war of anger raging behind your eyes. You were both standing in an open hallway, where Jedi were freely walking past, so you would not yell at him here. But Obi-Wan wished that you would, just to get it over with. Or that you would allow him to come inside so that you could yell at him there.

“I understand,” he said, caving into your wishes. “Please, let me know if there is anything I can do for you.”
“Thank you… Master Kenobi.”

The door slid shut between you two before you could see the hurt on Obi-Wan’s face. You were definitely able to feel it though. You pushed it aside as you headed for your bed, carefully laying yourself on top of it. You could feel that Obi-Wan was still outside your door. You knew that he wouldn’t enter without your permission, but you still used the Force to lock the door just to be sure.

Obi-Wan felt frozen in place outside your door. He felt back at square one, you had called him Master Kenobi. You didn’t even call him that in front of others anymore. His eyes closed as he leaned his forehead against your door. At this moment, he didn’t care who saw him. He just wanted to let the guilt eat him alive before he went back to work, just as you had asked him to.

~~~

You stayed in your room for three days straight. No one was allowed in and you didn’t bother to leave. Obi-Wan stayed in the Jedi Temple, attending meetings and helping with training. This allowed him to frequently check on you. Well, check on your signature as he passed your room.

You spent most of the time meditating, trying to gather your strength back. You would need your strength if you were to join the war efforts again and to confront Obi-Wan. You knew that confronting Obi-Wan wasn’t something you wanted to do, but you had to. What had happened was not okay by any means and you needed to tell him that.

After three days, you were forced to leave to attend an appointment in the med center. Fortunately, you were able to get there without running into anyone. The medical droid was surprised—well, as surprised as a medical droid could be—to see how well you were healing up. You knew it was due to your mending bond but you weren’t going to explain that to a droid. The droid cleared you to begin training again and you headed straight to a training room once you were dismissed.

Obi-Wan passed by your room for his frequent check-in and didn’t feel your signature. He immediately stopped and tried again, only to stop short. His heart began to race as panic started to set in. As he hurried through the halls in search of you, Obi-Wan branched out his signature further. Eventually, he was able to sense you in the training wing. When he reached the training room he sensed you in, he stormed in to see you with your ignited lightsaber and blinder helmet on.

“What do you think you’re doing here?” Obi-Wan asked, clearly upset.

You ignored him to keep focused on your senses. The training droid fired at you and you easily blocked the shots. You clenched your jaw at the slight pain you felt in the movement. Obi-Wan was annoyed at you being here when you were obviously still in pain. His hand came up and shut down the droid with the Force as he came to stand in front of you, arms folded over his chest.

“Put your saber away,” he demanded.
You pulled off your helmet with an exasperated look on your face. “You can’t be serious?”
“Put your saber away and go back to bed.”
“I can’t—“ You shook your head in unbelief. “No.”
“No?” Obi-Wan stepped closer to you.
“No. I have been cleared to begin training again.”
“Well, you shouldn’t have. You’re clearly still in pain and need more rest.”
“Good thing it’s not up to you.”
“As a Council member, I am able to override a medical droid’s advice and I say—“
“As a Council member?” You shook your head, holding in a scoff. “I… I don’t even know you anymore. You used to tell me that the way the Council was treating me or had trained me wasn’t right, but you’re now acting like one of them.”
“I am one of them.”
“You didn’t use to be. You used to be someone I could trust and rely on. But, lately, all you’ve done is hurt me. You didn’t tell me about the Hardeen plan, forcing me to watch you fake your death and feel the pain of you severing the bond. Then, I woke up from almost dying and only wanted you… but you weren’t there.”
Obi-Wan took another step toward you, hand itching to touch you. “Little star, I—“
“No,” you stepped away, hand up to stop him from coming further. “I really don’t want to hear excuses. I already know that you’re sacrificing so much of your honor to be with me in secret. The Jedi Code has always been your life and you have always been the example of the perfect Jedi… I’ve ruined that.”
“You did not ruin that, little star. I made choices—“
“That you clearly regret. So let me make this easy for you… we should have never started whatever this is. It’s causing too much pain… maybe the Code has a point with attachments.”
“Stop that. You don’t actually believe that, I know it.”
“Still, we shouldn’t do this.”

Obi-Wan felt your signature begin to retract from his. He couldn’t allow that to happen again. He was seeing what it had done to you and he knew what it had done to him. He rushed forward, both physically and in the Force, to grasp onto you. His hands found your upper arms as his signature latched onto yours.

“You and I both know that we are better together,” he whispered. He tried to look into your eyes, only for you to shut yours. “I’ve made terrible, inexcusable mistakes. But I cannot lose you.” His head came to rest against yours. “Please… tell me how to fix this. I will do anything.”
“I don’t know, Obi-Wan…” you responded, voice breaking.
“Please… I am so sorry.”
You gasped slightly as you felt a tear fall on your cheek, knowing it wasn’t yours. “I don’t know… I need more time.”
“Just, please, don’t shut me out… I deserve it, I know. But I’m begging you to not… I will give you all the time you need… my little star.”

His pleading tone almost made you crack and give in to him right there. But you couldn’t. You were worth more than how you had been treated and needed time to deal with it.

“Thank you,” you whispered.

You pulled yourself out of his grasp and rushed out of the room, tears beginning to stream down your face. As you turned the corner, you ran into someone. Looking up, you found it was Anakin. He looked at you with a worried expression.

“What’s wrong? Did something happen?” Anakin quickly asked. He peeked into the training room to notice that Obi-Wan was standing in the center of it. He quickly pulled his attention back to you. “What did he do?”
“Nothing, Anakin,” you shook your head, trying to compose yourself. “Just leave it. This is between me and him.”
“But if he hurt you again—“
“Ani, please.”

He studied your face carefully. You were begging him to not get involved while every inch of him was screaming at him to go in there and teach his Master a lesson. Eventually, he sighed and loosened up a bit.

“Fine,” he gave in.
You kissed his cheek. “Thank you.” Then you quickly disappeared.

Anakin’s jaw clenched as he entered the doorway of the training room. Only, what he saw almost physically hurt him. The great Jedi Master, Obi-Wan Kenobi, was crying. Anakin didn’t know what to make of it. So, quietly, he used the Force to shut the training room doors and lock them, leaving Obi-Wan to cry alone.

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That night, neither you nor Obi-Wan got any rest. You, due to the nightmare you were experiencing about your time at the Zygerrian educational center, and Obi-Wan because he could sense and hear you experiencing the nightmare. His eyes clenched shut as he winced with each whimper and cry that passed your lips. His signature went to you to try and help, only to be pushed away.

The next morning, as you two passed each other in the halls, you could visually see the effect the separation was having on each other. And if you two could see it, then so could others around you. Obi-Wan spent the majority of his day in the war room, helping out where he could with assignments. You, on the other hand, spent the majority of your day in the training room. Obi-Wan knew what you were doing as he could feel your pain with each wrong or overextended movement you took. You were still healing, yet the moment you were cleared you got back to work.

Obi-Wan sighed after feeling another jolt of pain. He hated that you knew how the Council had hurt you, that you were angry about it, and that you still were going to put in the work to get back into the war and do their bidding. But what else did you really know? You had been with the Order since you were nine, more than half your life now. You had trusted the Jedi with your life, your brother, and Obi-Wan was questioning again if you had misplaced your trust.

With each swing of your lightsaber, you could feel your strength in the Force grow back. Despite the pain in your side, you continued to practice. You could sense that Obi-Wan felt each moment of pain, but you didn’t care. If he wanted to, he could close off to you though you knew he wouldn’t. He wanted you to have his strength accessible to you if you wanted it and you both knew that even just being open in the bond and not exactly using it, gave you more strength.

You were panting heavily and sweating by the time you decided to call it quits with your lightsaber. Your wound was aching as you found a seat on the ground in the center of the room. You placed your lightsaber on the ground before you then placed your hands, palms up, on your knees. You closed your eyes as you took long, deep breaths and focused on the Force around you. Slowly, you began to lift in the air as you allowed yourself to be one with the Force. You hadn’t been able to meditate like this since before the war, so it felt good to be able to do so once again. As you let yourself get lost in the Force, it began to show you memories.

When Master Qui-Gon helped you through a panic attack.

He had felt your call through the Force. He placed his hands on your shoulders as he sat down on the edge of your bed.

“Calm your mind, young one,” he calmly ordered. “Your emotions are overwhelming you. Take a deep breath in.” He did so himself as he guided you. “And out… close your eyes and clear your mind.”

You did as he directed. You closed your eyes and focused on clearly the things that were causing you to act this way. For some reason, you could feel that Qui-Gon was helping you do that. Once you were calm and everything wasn’t so heavy, you opened your eyes.

“How did you do that?” You asked.
“Do what?” Qui-Gon questioned, removing his hands from your shoulders.
“Help me like that… I could feel you… like, in my mind.”
“That is called the Force, my young one. It surrounds us, connecting all living things together.”
“Is that how I am able to feel so strongly?”
“Yes, it is.”
“Can you… can you teach me how to control it?” Qui-Gon stayed silent, clearly thinking something over. “I heard you talking to my mom. I know that Anakin and I are special but we are too old for training. I understand if you are unable to help me… I can figure it out.”
“We will figure this out, young one. You will not be left to deal with this on your own.”

When you said goodbye to your mother. The last time you saw her.

“Promise me that you will watch out for your brother. Your brother is kind and strong-headed. You know that he can let his emotions take control over him. Watch out for him. Do what you need to do to take care of him and yourself. Promise me.”
“I promise, mom.”
“Good girl.” She pulled you in for a hug as Anakin came out to say goodbye to one of his friends. She pressed a kiss to your head. “I love you, Y/N.”

When you met Obi-Wan for the first time.

“Obi-Wan, this is Y/N Skywalker,” Qui-Gon introduced.

Obi-Wan looked at you, your eyes meeting. A wave of calm fell over you both, causing Obi-Wan to inhale sharply. He had never felt this from the Force before or been able to interact with another’s Force signature so quickly. Your Force signature was almost dancing with his, exploring and questioning it.

“Hello there,” Obi-Wan greeted, giving you a brief smile.
“Hi,” you responded, shyly.

The Force seemed to be picking important moments in your life and showing them to you.

When you volunteered to be the one to not be trained by Obi-Wan and take a new last name.

When you reunited with Anakin, Obi-Wan, and Padme.

When you were officially assigned to work with Obi-Wan to find the bounty hunter after Padme.

The battle of Geonosis, where Obi-Wan was so worried about you.

“Obi,” you panted, exhausted.

Meeting your eyes, Obi-Wan could tell that you didn’t have much left in you. It didn’t help that your injured side was bleeding faster than it had before.

“I’ll be right there, little star,” Obi-Wan said. “Hang on!”

Obi-Wan taking you to a diner and then rushing away before you could kiss.

When you and Obi-Wan kissed for the first time.

“If Satine said the word now, would you leave the Jedi Order?”
Without an immediate verbal response, Obi-Wan’s hands slowly came up to gently hold your face. “No,” he whispered. “Not when everything I want is in the Order.”
“Obi—“

You didn’t get to finish what you were saying because Obi-Wan’s lips had captured yours. It took a moment for you to respond but when you did, your arms came around his waist, pulling him closer to you. The Force inside of you and around you felt lighter. Happier, almost. Obi-Wan could feel it too. He eventually broke the kiss, but barely moved his head back. He looked into your eyes with such a love that you thought you could drown in them.

“I am so sorry for my mistakes,” he whispered. “I am so sorry for the pain that this assignment has caused you… my feelings do not lie with Satine, but with you, my little star. I believe they have since the moment you walked back into mine and Anakin’s lives.”
“Oh, Obi,” you breathed down, feeling as if this was all a dream. “And mine lie with you.”

When you two confessed your love for the first time.

“Why do you call me ‘little star’?”

Obi-Wan smiled softly at the memory of when he first called you that. You were just a child then, having just been freed from being a slave on Tatooine. You had gone out searching for something to keep you and Anakin warm, not used to the temperatures of space yet.

“I call you that because of the light that exudes from you,” he answered. “Ever since I’ve met you, I’ve been drawn to you. It may be the bond we share, but it’s much more than that. You are my star, in a galaxy full of them. You are what I revolve around, my focus. Even before I loved you. And when you die out, I hope that your black hole sucks me in with you. Because I don’t know if I can live without you anymore.”
Tears were forming in your eyes, threatening to spill out at any moment. “You love me?”
Obi-Wan nodded, his other hand coming up to carefully hold your face. “Yes… I love you, Y/N Skywalker.”
You gasped at the sound of your real name. “And I love you, Obi-Wan Kenobi.”

But then… the memories drew dark. The same dark fog you had experienced before surrounding the edges of the memories.

It started with your nightmare. The Force showed you it again, forcing you to relive every moment of it. Tears poured down your face through your clenched eyes. Your heart began to race.

Then the Force made you relive when Agruss raped you. You tried to pull yourself away from the Force but it wouldn’t allow that.

The next thing was Obi-Wan’s fake death and the severing of your shared bond. You cried out a painful gasp like you were actually feeling the pain you had experienced again.

Then it was you jumping in front of Anakin to save his life. The pain. The blood. The fear.

You began to try and fight harder to get out of the hold the Force had over you. Though you tried hard not to, you started to panic.

~~~

The moment Obi-Wan sensed the first sign of distress, he was out of the war room and rushing down the Temple halls. As he tried to hurry to you, he could feel the distress get worse. Bursting through the training room doors he immediately noticed that you were levitating high off the ground, close to the ceiling, and way too far for Obi-Wan to reach you. You were crying and whimpering as the upper half of your body seemed like it was trying to get out of restraints. Your legs were crisscrossed like you had been sitting on the ground before.

“Y/N!” Obi-Wan yelled, trying to break you out of whatever trance you were stuck in. “Y/N!”

Frantically looking around, Obi-Wan tried to see what he could use to get you down. He noticed that the open training doors could attract attention and used the Force to shut them. His eyes ran along the edge of the room, trying to find a way that he could use the walls to get up to you. There had to be a way to get to you without hurting you. Before he could formulate an actual plan, you gasped loudly, pulling his attention back to you.

You had awakened from your interaction with the Force with a sharp gasp before plummeting to the ground. Obi-Wan rushed forward to catch you, arms out and ready. You landed in them but didn’t know who was there and quickly pushed yourself out of his arms and stumbled back onto your feet. Obi-Wan held his hands up showing that he didn’t mean to do harm. Your eyes were wide with fear as they frantically tried to find something familiar to focus on.

“It’s just me, little star,” he calmly said, noting how heavy you were breathing. “It’s just me.”
With labored breaths, you finally started to focus on the man in front of you. “Obi?” You questioned.
He nodded. “It’s me.”
“Obi-Wan!”

You rushed forward and slammed yourself into him, arms quickly wrapping around him as your hands grabbed fistfuls of his robes. Obi-Wan stumbled back when you slammed against him but steadied himself and securely put his arms around you. You buried your head in his neck as you sobbed.

“I’ve got you, little star,” Obi-Wan whispered, cradling your head close with one hand as his other arm stayed securely wrapped around your waist. “I’ve got you.”

Obi-Wan could feel your heart pounding against his chest as you pressed yourself closer to him. Your signature came to his and he quickly put his signature around yours. He could feel pain, sadness, fear, and grief bleeding out through you and into the Force. Your body racked with sobs against him and he tried to hold you impossibly closer.

“Obi,” you sobbed into his neck.
“Ssshhh,” he cooed. “It’s okay… you’re okay… I’ve got you.”

Obi-Wan held you as you sobbed. He whispered reassurances when he felt you readjust your grip on him to keep it tight. Slowly, your sobs turned to cries which then turned into tired whimpers. Your body was only being held up by Obi-Wan at this point. He could tell that you were exhausted: physically, mentally, and emotionally. Barely moving his hand, he used the Force to bring your saber, which was still on the ground, into his hand.

“Let’s get you to your room,” Obi-Wan said. He went to pull away but you held on with a firm grip, not letting him go. His heart cracked. “Darling, I won’t let you go if you don’t want me to. But you can’t stay like this much longer, I can feel it.”
“I don’t care,” you mumbled, head still tucked away in his neck.
“Well, I do, and not to mention that I can feel the pain from your wound. Your bacta patches need to be changed out.”
“I don’t care.”
“I care, little star.” Obi-Wan thought for a moment, trying to come up with a way to get you to your room. “I need you to trust me, alright? I’m going to pull away slightly and I’m going to need you to let me.”
“…okay.”

Obi-Wan felt your grip loosen and he quickly took advantage of it. Keeping an arm around your waist, he pulled away and clipped your lightsaber next to his. His free arm came down, under your knees to scoop you up and into his chest. Using the Force, he opened the training room doors and headed out. Night had fallen and the Temple halls were empty as Obi-Wan carried you back to your room.

Once inside your bedroom, you allowed Obi-Wan to set you down on your bed. He noticed the pile of unused bacta pads on the bedside table. He grabbed two before sitting on the edge of your bed beside you.

“May I?” Obi-Wan asked you. He met your eyes to make sure that the answer you would give was truthful.
You took a deep breath and nodded. “Yes.” All the pain and exhaustion was setting in.

Obi-Wan hands worked slow and careful. First, he undid your belt. His hands began to tremble slightly as they reached for the edge of your top. He looked back at your face again to check for permission only to receive another nod. Slowly, he pulled your top up and helped you completely out of it. You controlled your breathing so as to not panic as this action left you in your bra and revealed the scars that littered your abdomen. Obi-Wan carefully removed the old batch patches from you and set them aside. His focus came back to your abdomen, eyes taking in all the scars and injuries. Without really thinking, Obi-Wan’s fingers lightly traced over the scars. Your eyes clenched shut in embarrassment as his fingers continued to trail along your abdomen.

“I know,” you rasped, “they’re ugly.”
Obi-Wan’s eyes snapped to your face to see that you meant what you had just told him. “No,” he shook his head. “Anything on your body could never be ugly.”
“That’s where you’re wrong.”

Obi-Wan didn’t know what came over him but before he knew it he had taken off his own belt and top, revealing his own scars to you. He could tell that you were hesitant to reach out and run your hand over them like you were itching to. Obi-Wan moved closer to you before wrapping an arm around you to help you sit up. His free hand took one of yours and placed it on his chest. Your eyes focused on his skin as your fingers started to trail along his scars. Obi-Wan closed his eyes as he allowed himself to enjoy the feeling of your touch on his bare skin. How his skin tingled with his brush of your skin against his and how the spots would burn with longing when you left it alone to go to another.

Finally, pulling himself out of his enjoyment, Obi-Wan looked at you. Your face was so intent as you watched your fingers run over him. He could tell that you wanted to keep going but you were fighting exhaustion.

“Let me take care of you,” Obi-Wan requested, barely a whisper.
You looked at Obi-Wan, seeing nothing but sincere love in his eyes. You nodded. “Okay.”

Obi-Wan kept his one arm around you to keep you up as he took one of the bacta patches as tore it open with his teeth. He reached it around and placed the patch on the wound on your back. Once he was sure it would stick, he slowly laid you down on your back. Obi-Wan opened the other patch and placed it on the other injury. Unable to control himself, he leaned down and started to place kisses around where he had just placed the bacta patch. You inhaled sharply, causing him to quickly stop.

“I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have—“
“No, no,” you cut him off. “It’s okay.” You met his eyes, promising him through your own that what you were saying was true. “It’s okay.”

Obi-Wan nodded before going back to kissing your skin. Your eyes closed as you reminded yourself that it was Obi-Wan kissing and touching you, no one else. That’s why you had inhaled sharply at first. You were still struggling with other people’s touch after the rape, especially on your bare skin. You let him trail kisses along your abdomen for a while before you finally stopped him by placing your hands on his shoulders. Obi-Wan looked up at you, waiting for you to say or do something. One of your hands came under his chin and led his head closer to yours. You glanced down at his lips before looking back at his glimmering blue eyes.

“Obi-Wan…” Your breath fanned over his lips as you spoke. “I miss you.”
“My little star, I promise that I have missed you more.”

Obi-Wan closed the gap, kissing you like you were the thing that he needed to keep him alive. It had been too long since you had kissed each other—since before the Hardeen plot. Obi-Wan’s arms wrapped around you to bring you into his lap as your hands found the base of his neck.

“I love you,” you mumbled into the kiss.

Obi-Wan deepened the kiss in response, taking control of the situation. Your signatures merged together around you, completely healing the bond that had so regrettably been torn. Though Obi-Wan could have gone much further than just kissing tonight, he could feel that you were still fighting exhaustion and that you were not ready for that yet. He pulled away only to peck your lips one last time quickly before completely pulling back.

“You need rest,” he told you softly, watching as you fought to keep your eyes open.
“Stay with me,” you requested.

Obi-Wan’s heart sang at those words. Yes, you had told him that you missed him and that you loved him, but you could say those things and still want him to keep away from you. He nodded, giving in to your request with a kiss on your cheek. He gently took your boots off and then his own before slipping you under the covers. He got in behind you, wrapping his arms around you and pulling your back into his chest. He held a kiss to the skin on your shoulder as you quickly fell asleep.

“I love you, little star.”

Chapter Text

There was something different in the Force around you when you started to come to in the morning. Something that was taking the weight of all your problems off of you. That’s when you remembered what happened the night before. The things the Force showed you. Obi-Wan coming to your rescue and gently caring for you. You could feel his arms still securely around your waist and his head resting against your bare back. You wanted to turn around so that you could curl into his chest but were too scared to wake him.

“Be mindful of your thoughts, little star,” Obi-Wan murmured against your back. “They are loud.”
“Sorry,” you mumbled. “I just—“
“Here.”

Obi-Wan hands moved and gently helped you turn around to face him. He pulled you close before kissing the tip of your nose.

“Better?” He questioned with a sly smirk.
You nodded, curling up against his chest. “Much. Thank you.”

The chuckle that rumbled through Obi-Wan filled you with warmth. You pressed a kiss to his shoulder, holding your lips against him briefly.

“We should talk about what happened in the training room,” Obi-Wan suggested, running his hands up and down your back. You sighed, trying to curl into him further. “I was really scared when I saw you up in the air like that.”
“I often meditate in the air, but not that high,” you admitted quietly. Your eyes focused on your finger tracing random patterns on his chest.
“Then how did you end up that high?”
“The Force.”
“Well, that much was obvious.”
“I’m serious, Obi.” You let out a small sigh. “I let myself be one with the Force and let it guide me.”

You paused, thinking about what happened next. Obi-Wan could tell that you were preparing yourself to tell him more and pressed a trail of kisses along your shoulder and up your neck slightly. His signature comforted yours, silently encouraging you to continue.

“It showed me important moments in my life,” you whispered. “Like Qui-Gon calming me from my panic and saying goodbye to my mother… it showed me the first time we met, when I volunteered to be separated, and when we were reunited ten years later… I relived the Battle of Geonosis, our first kiss, and when you took me up on that roof and we confessed our feelings.”

Once again, you paused. You inhaled deeply, knowing what was coming next. Obi-Wan could sense that the next thing was harder for you—darker. You were trying to keep calm by continuing to trace patterns on his skin. You had yet to meet his gaze during all of this so Obi-Wan hooked a finger under your chin and guided your head up to look at him. His eyes shone nothing but pure love as he looked at you. Slowly, his lips met yours for a sweet but short kiss.

“Take your time,” Obi-Wan whispered against your lips.
You nodded, going back to focusing on tracing patterns on Obi-Wan. “Then the darkness rolled in,” you continued quietly. “I was shown every moment of my nightmare… I relived the torture and the… the rape.” Obi-Wan’s arms tightened around you protectively as his jaw clenched. “I felt the pain from your fake death and our severed bond again.” He squeezed his eyes shut, guilt filling him. “And when I jumped in to save Anakin’s life… I was so scared and the Force wouldn’t let me go… it was awful.”

Obi-Wan pondered quietly for a moment as his thumbs slightly rubbed against your back. He could feel that you didn’t really want any more comfort than he had already given. You simply wished to understand what the point of that experience was. And how he wished he give you all the answers. There was one thing, especially after everything the past weeks, Obi-Wan wished to tell you.

“I promise I came running from the moment I felt you in distress,” he whispered.
“Obi-Wan,” you moved to allow yourself to see his face and for him to see yours, “I am sorry about everything that has happened.”
“As am I, little star.”
“If we are to continue this… relationship, we must be honest with each other. Especially since we cannot be honest with the people around us.”
“I agree. I have to tell you that Cody knows. And I’m sure that Anakin knows, though I have not told him.”
“I haven’t told him either, but he knows as well as Ahsoka. I’m sure that Rex and Crak know as well. Padme is the only one that I am confident knows because I told her of my feelings.”
“We have got to be more careful. If anymore find out, there is no doubt that the Council will as well.”
“You are on the Council, Obi, so technically the Council does know.”
He gave you an unamused look. “You know what I mean.”
“I do, I do… do you… do you ever regret breaking the Code to be together? or… do you think you ever will?”
Obi-Wan sighed. “Sometimes I feel guilty about it… we both made a commitment to the Order, the Code being a major part of that commitment. But then, I look at you.” One of his hands came up to softly run his fingers down the side of your face. “I look at you and I see light and beauty and love and wisdom. I see strength and poise and heart. I see everything I want to be as a Jedi and more. And as much as I tried to push my feelings aside and keep to the Code, the Force seemed to keep pulling me toward you… still seems that way.”
“I feel the same, especially about the Force pulling us toward each other.” One of your hands came up and started combing through Obi-Wan’s hair. “You still want to do this, right? Still want to do… us?”
“Little star, I have never wanted anything as much as I want you.”

~~~

The next three days went by much smoother. Obi-Wan found himself busied with meetings during the day, but always found his way to your room at night to sleep with you tucked into his chest. You kept yourself busy with training and meditating, never having another experience like you had the other day.

Your physical injury seemed to be healing quicker now that your bond at fully mended. Obi-Wan still insisted that you keep bacta patches on the areas and even felt the need to change them himself. You didn’t mind that he felt the need to change the bacta patches himself. His touch was nice, completely full of love and care. He always made sure to get your permission before he touched your abdomen and would always kiss around the patches when he was done.

It was a dark and rainy afternoon on Coruscant as you walked through the Temple halls. You had trained enough for the day and felt the need to just walk. You had been walking for well over an hour when you suddenly stopped, coming overwhelmed with a dark disturbance in the Force. Closing your eyes, you tried to search out more about the feeling that you were getting. You came up with the strong sense that Obi-Wan was somehow involved and that he was in danger. Your eyes snapped open before you went rushing through the halls to find Obi-Wan. You saw his back, as he walked down one of the halls, and picked up your step.

Sensing you behind him, Obi-Wan turned. It was clear that something was causing you distress. He had sensed a disturbance in the Force and now it was clear that you had as well, probably even more so. Even now, with this darkness in the Force, Obi-Wan couldn’t help but be in awe at your connection with the Force.

“Obi-Wan, I—“
“I know, little star,” he interrupted. “I feel it too. I was told Master Yoda was in one of the mediation rooms. I’m heading there now to ask him about it if you would care to join.”
“Of course,” you nodded.

Master Yoda was sitting on one of the pedestals, meditating, when you and Obi-Wan entered.

“Master Yoda?” Obi-Wan called.
“Feel the disturbance in the Force, do you both?” Yoda questioned, keeping his eyes closed.
“Yes, Master,” you responded.
“Fear you are in danger, Obi-Wan, I do. From the dead, an old enemy has awakened seeing vengeance.”
“An old enemy?” Obi-Wan repeated.
“Killed your Master many moons ago, he did.”

You gasped. The feeling of Qui-Gon’s death coming over you once again, like you were experiencing it the first time.

“How can this be?” Obi-Wan asked. “I killed him myself!”
“It is so, I fear,” Yoda confirmed.
“Darth Maul alive?”

Obi-Wan’s hand came up to run through his beard as he turned to look out the window at the rain. You found a seat on one of the other pedestals, feeling the need to work through the darkness you were feeling.

~~~

You noted how quiet Obi-Wan was as he readied himself for bed. You could feel his thoughts racing, but didn’t focus on them to give him some privacy. Once he was ready for bed, he came to you, as you were already sitting on the bed, and took off your bacta patches. You watched as he took them off, replaced them, and then did his routine kisses around the patches. Your hands caught his face as he sat back up, forcing him to look at you. You could see the turmoil behind his eyes.

“I thought I had killed him,” he whispered. “I went after Maul with so much rage for killing Qui-Gon… I know that rage was completely against the Jedi Code but I felt like I had to.”
“I understand,” you told him quietly.
“How could he possibly be alive again?”
“I really wish I knew.”
You sighed. “We’re going to deal with this together, alright? You don’t get to run off and fight him without me going after you to fight at your side.”
“I will not let him take you away from me, little star.”
“And I will not let him take you away from me.”

~~~

The next day Obi-Wan was called into an emergency meeting in the war room. You had a back feeling about it as you waited for the meeting to finish from one of the mediation rooms. When Obi-Wan found you, he informed you that Maul had sent a transmission telling Obi-Wan to come alone or the people of Raydonia would pay more than they already had.

“The Council has granted me permission to go alone,” he said in the end.
“What? No!” You argued. “It is clearly a trap!”
“It most likely will be, yes.”
“And you’re still okay with going alone?”
“I must finish what I started.”
“You cannot go alone, Obi-Wan. I sense a rage in you that will unbalance you. Something I have never sensed in you before… It concerns me.”
“I understand your concern, little star, but this is still something I must do alone.”
You shook your head, frustrated. “And if you die going after him alone?”
“Then I’m sure you will finish what I couldn’t.”

You looked away from him, trying to process everything. Obi-Wan sighed as he stepped closer and guided your head back to face him. He could feel your frustration and deep concern. He wished he could take it from you, but knew that it wasn’t an option.

“Maul will be able to sense our attachment for each other, darling,” Obi-Wan whispered. “He will turn our strength into our weakness which is why I cannot allow you to come with me.”

Still getting nothing from you, Obi-Wan kissed you, trying to convey how much he loved you.

“I will be as safe as I can,” Obi-Wan promised when he pulled away.
“You better,” you responded, giving in to the request that he go by himself. You kissed him again. “I will come after him the moment I sense too much danger. And you can’t close me off.”
“Understood.”

~~~

It was like the Council had purposefully waited for Obi-Wan to leave to assign you on your first mission since your injury. You knew that he would be unhappy to find you gone when he returned, but you really had no choice.

You were going over your mission plan with Crak on your star cruiser when you felt Obi-Wan get knocked out. You gasped lightly, putting a hand on the holo table to steady yourself. Your connection had never been this strong while you’d been his far apart before, it was strange.

“General, are you alright?” Crak asked, coming over to your side.
“I’m fine,” you responded, waving him away. “It’s nothing.”

For the remainder of the meeting, you could feel that Obi-Wan was in a fight with Maul. As you had been concerned, Obi-Wan’s rage was leaving him unbalanced. You pushed your signature to him, trying to help him balance back out.

“Thank you, little star,” Obi-Wan replied back.
You felt slightly better that he was able to respond. “Are you alright?” You asked, still worried.
“I’m handling it.”
“That doesn’t make me feel much better.”
“Well, see it as payback for often making me feel the same.”

You were forced out of contact with Obi-Wan when Crak had asked you a question for unfortunately the fourth time. You responded with an apology and the answer quickly, putting your focus back on your mission.

~~~

You had just led your battalion through yet another successful mission when you got told from the Council to join Obi-Wan and Jedi Master Adi Gallia, one of the Master’s that trained you, to help track down Darth Maul and his brother, Savage Oppress. You had yet to hear from Obi-Wan how his solo adventure had gone, but you had a good idea since clearly, Maul was still alive. Obi-Wan and Adi’s ship picked you up at your star cruiser before you headed out to follow a distress signal they had begun tracking.

Obi-Wan gave you a smile and a once over as you stepped into the cockpit to join them. Having returned from his failed attempt to finish off Maul for the final time, Obi-Wan found you were gone from the Temple. He immediately looked for information on your whereabouts to find that you had been assigned a mission almost as soon as he was gone. He wasn’t so happy about it but made sure to act like it didn’t bother him, especially around the other Council members.

“Hello, Y/N,” Master Adi greeted. “It’s good to see you.”
“As it is you,” you responded with a nod. You looked at Obi-Wan. “Master Kenobi.”

You bowed to him slightly. You knew that Obi-Wan would hate that greeting, but you both needed to do better at keeping your secret an actual secret.

“Y/N,” he responded. “It’s nice of you to join us.”
“I heard about your injury in saving Skywalker’s life,” Adi said. “How are you feeling?”
“I am basically healed, thank you for your concern.”

Obi-Wan began piloting the ship as Adi kept talking to you.

“Your battalion is impressive,” she told you. “Together, you and Commander Crak have been successful every time.”
“Thank you,” you responded. “I only am doing what I have been trained to do. And I was trained by the best.”
“It is nice to see a former Padawan using what they had been taught.”
“You are lucky to have had Y/N as your Padawan,” Obi-Wan commented. “Anakin seems to take creative liberty with my teachings.”
“I’m sure he appreciates them in his own way,” you told Obi-Wan, knowing he sometimes questioned his training with Anakin.

~~~

When you left hyperspace, you could feel the darkness around the area. You got up from your seat to stand between the two pilot seats. You stared out at the space center in front of you. The darkness was thick, full of anger and revenge. It was also faintly familiar, reminding you of the last time you’d been on Tatooine. Obi-Wan glanced at you, knowing that you were sensing something in the Force. He wished to reach out to your hand and take it, instead, he felt forced to grip the steering harder.

“The distress signal is coming from here,” Obi-Wan stated. “The Meridian sector, Cybloc System.”
“It is close enough to the earlier attack,” Abi said.
“I have a feeling it’s them.”
“I know it was,” you added. “He carries such darkness around him… It trails after him like a slug's slime. No wonder he survived.”

Obi-Wan docked the ship only to be greeted by a Snivvian who briefed you all about the raid as he showed you around.

“They ought to be flush,” the Snivvian said. “No way to trace ‘em. All done by the two crabbiest Zabraks this side of the Hydian.”
“They were alone?” Obi-Wan questioned.
“Yup, yup. What were they, a couple of Jedi gone rogue or something?”
“They’re not Jedi.”
“Do me a favor. Spark up that lightsaber, would you?”

The Snivvian motioned to your saber. You glanced at Obi-Wan, who gave you a nod of approval. You detached the lightsaber from your belt and ignited it.

“Mm-hmm,” the Snivvian hummed, talking in the yellow color of your blade. “Well, the droids that got attacked said that theirs were red.”
“They are Sith,” Obi-Wan explained, “and we need to find them before they strike again.”
“Well, they took my cargo ship. The droid survivor said they heard something about the Sertar sector.”

Obi-Wan turned away, putting his hand to his beard as he walked. You and Adi followed.

“What is in the Sertar sector?” Abi asked.
“Florrum,” you responded.
“You’ve been there?”
You nodded. “We both have.”
“What can we expect?”
“Pirates.”

You looked at Obi-Wan. You could tell that he was reliving the events on Florrum as you were in your own mind.

“What do you think will happen if Maul makes a deal with the pirates?” You asked Obi-Wan.
“Nothing good,” Obi-Wan answered. “Come on, we must hurry.”

~~~

As the ship jumped out of hyperspace, you could see a cargo ship with three other ships around it.

“We have a match on the cargo ship,” Adi told you and Obi-Wan.
“It seems Maul and Savage have picked up a pirate escort,” Obi-Wan noted, seeing what you were seeing out the front window.
“Maybe to unload the stolen cargo.”
“I’m not sure the pirate Hondo would have an alliance with Maul and his brother.”
“So you know this Hondo personally?”
“Unfortunately, yes. I’m going to try and contact him.”

It took too long for your liking to get Hondo on the other end of the transmission but when you did, he was sitting in a chair outside on Florrum.

“Greetings, Hondo,” Obi-Wan said.
“Greetings?” Hondo repeated. “What kind of menace have you brought to my planet now? First, you lose this system, and Grievous comes in and destroys my entire stronghold, leaving me here to just rummage through the leftovers of my once great empire. And now these two horned men show up. Who are these horny-headed maniacs? They don’t seem like normal Jedi.”
“Not Jedi, Hondo, Sith. We tracked them here.”
“They just threatened to attack with a group of my men—my own men!”
“Yes, we are looking at them right now, a cargo vessel and three of your starships. They are heading toward you, Hondo.”
“Dadada, more to the point, are you going to help me when you get there?”
“There’s nothing we can do about your men, but we can certainly do something about the Sith.”
“Good. I’ll deal with my men. You deal with those tattooed crazies.”
“Right.”

~~~

You, Adi, and Obi-Wan ran out of the ship, that Obi-Wan had parked on top of a cliff, to see the pirates fighting against each other. Sensing something behind you, the three of you spun around to see Maul, who had metal legs, and Savage standing there with their lightsabers ignited.

“Throwing in with pirates now?” Obi-Wan commented. “Oh, how the might Sith have fallen.”

The three of you ignited your own sabers. Obi-Wan and Maul fought one another while you and Adi took on Savage, who had a double-sided saber. The two of you were mostly using defensive maneuvers, just trying to block Savage from hitting you. You both, along with Obi-Wan, jumped off the cliff, with the Sith following you. You went to hit Savage in the leg when he used the Force to shove you away. Adi kicked him, only to be shoved back against one of the ships. Savage raced forward and rammed his horns into her abdomen.

“NO!” You screamed as she fell to the ground dead.

Savage finished the job by running one side of his saber through her. You inhaled sharply at the feeling of her Force signature leave. Your scream had caught Obi-Wan’s attention. He jumped off from where he and Maul were fighting on top of the ship, to attack Savage. You got up and rushed to join him, trying to protect Adi’s body from any more damage. Unfortunately, you could not protect the body for long, Maul and Savage putting so much pressure on the two of you.

“Kenobi, this way!” Hondo shouted.

As you continued to fight off the Zabraks, Obi-Wan used the Force to retrieve Adi’s lightsaber. The two of you jumped far away from the men and followed Hondo into the building to hide. You turned off your saber and put it back on your belt as you allowed yourself to slow down. Obi-Wan stopped when he noticed you had slowed and turned back to you.

“We don’t have time to mourn, little star,” he told you.

You looked at him to see the meaning of his words. His eyes were full of pain, for Adi and for you. His signature was already around yours, trying to comfort you. You knew that he wanted to mourn with you but, as he mentioned, there wasn’t time. You nodded and continued to follow him until you found Hondo. When you reached him, only three of his men were with him.

“Where are the rest of your men?” Obi-Wan asked.
“They are setting up an ambush,” Hondo replied. “We can use your help. Where is the other Jedi.”
“She’s… she’s dead,” you responded, letting it sink in.
“She’s d— they are too powerful for even you? I am semi-speechless.”
“I think they went this way,” a man’s voice said from one of the other hallways. You and Obi-Wan spun around, igniting your sabers.
“We shall draw the brothers away,” Obi-Wan told Hondo. “Once that’s done, blast the passageway closed.”
“And leave you both with the two crazies?” Hondo questioned for a moment. “Well, okay.”

Maul and Savage turned the corner with their crew of pirates behind them.

“Retreat!” Hondo ordered his men, turning to run away. “Retreat!”
“Do not let them escape!” Maul shouted.

You and Obi-Wan turned to run after Maul began charging forward. The two of you ran the opposite way as Hondo and his men, to help provide the distraction. The pirates with Maul followed Hondo while the two Zabraks followed after you and Obi-Wan. Glancing your way, Obi-Wan nodded. You both stopped and turned to face Maul and his brother. They stopped as well.

“Surrender,” Maul demanded. “You two are no match for us both.”
“You are mistaken,” Obi-Wan responded with a hardened glare. He ignited the two sabers he had while you ignited your own.

The two of you worked in sync to defend each other from the attacking Zabraks. Maul began to grunt more in frustration than pain, as he wasn’t getting anywhere with the two of you. You used the Force to throw Savage against the wall, only for him to respond by using the Force to choke you. You dropped your saber as you began to be lifted up off the ground and scratched at your neck.

“Y/N!” Obi-Wan exclaimed.

He ground his teeth together as he swung his arm at Maul, pushing him away so that he would be able to get to you. Dark spots started to fill your vision as you quickly ran out of oxygen. Obi-Wan charged at Savage, making him lose his concentration on you and drop you to the ground. Savage then used the Force to throw Obi-Wan back on top of you before he and Maul cornered the two of you against the wall. You were still coughing and catching your breath, forcing Obi-Wan to use his strength to defend you and himself as the enemy sabers came down. Obi-Wan looked for a way out, noting the weakness of Savage’s leg, and kicked it. Savage yelled out in pain before Obi-Wan arched under their sabers and cut off Savage’s arm.

“Savage!” Maul exclaimed.

Obi-Wan readied to fight Maul when Maul shoved him back against you harshly, causing the roof to collapse between the two of you and the Zabraks. Obi-Wan pushed himself up to a sitting position and pulled you into his lap.

“Are you alright, little star?” He fretted over you.
Still trying to catch your breath, you nodded. “I’m… fine…” You reached up and pushed the loose hairs that had fallen over his forehead back. “Are you?”
“As long as you’re alright, I am.” He kissed your forehead. “We must go.” He helped you up. “If we can stop them—“
“Then we must.”

The two of you ignited your lightsabers and followed the Force out of the tunnels. When you got outside, the pirates were shooting at and chasing Maul and Savage. Savage was holding up Maul with his one good arm as one of Maul’s metal legs had been damaged. As you chased after them, Maul used the Force to cause your ship to drop down from the cliff and separate you from the Zabraks again. They got on their ship as you climbed over your now damaged one and took off. Hondo shot a missile at them, causing damage to one of their engines. You and Obi-Wan stopped, knowing you could not reach them like this. You watched as the ship plummeted back down to the ground.

“Well, Kenobi, let’s get out there and see what riches have fallen from the sky for me… and you,” Hondo said with a laugh. “Shall we?”
“Very well,” Obi-Wan replied.

You and Obi-Wan got on a speeder and headed to the wreckage with the pirates. The pirates quickly ran out to check. You slowly walked toward it, using the Force to guide you. You quickly sensed that they were not there—that Maul and Savage weren’t even dead.

“There’s no sign of those two, boss,” one of the pirates informed Hondo.
“Well, if the condition of these goods is any indication, ah, your friends have been vaporized,” Hondo said.
Obi-Wan looked at you only to receive a shake of your head. “I wouldn’t be so sure,” he said. “I cut one of them in half once, and he survived.”
“Well, isn’t that interesting?”
You walked closer to Obi-Wan. “There must have been an escape pod on the ship,” you said. “Cause they are definitely still alive, I can sense it.”
“I believe you’re right.”

~~~

Upon returning to Coruscant, the Chancellor called a meeting with you, Obi-Wan, Anakin, Yoda, and Windu. You were all spaced around in the waiting room near his office while he stood in front of you all.

“I think we have closure on this matter, Master Kenobi,” the Chancellor said after the situation had been explained to him.
Obi-Wan shook his head. “I disagree, Chancellor,” he argued. “Everything we’ve learned from this is that the Sith are persistent. They will not die.”
“I understand your reservations, Master Kenobi, but I am afraid we can no longer allow this personal matter of yours to be a Republic concern. It does not appear this Darth Maul is a direct threat to the Republic. We need to redirect your efforts to the cause at hand: stopping Count Dooku and thus ending the Clone Wars.”
“Maul was trying to build an army of pirates.”
“So let him. Let him play with the rabble. They’re just petty crooks. It is of no relevance to the Senate compared to the Separatist threat. Good day, gentlemen. If I may, Y/N, could you join me?”
You stood up, already dreading the meeting. “Yes, Chancellor,” you responded. You looked at Obi-Wan and noted visible confusion and concern. “I’ll be alright,” you told him through the Force as you followed the Chancellor into his office.
“I told you over ten years ago that I would watch your and Anakin’s career’s closely,” the Chancellor said carefully as he came around to sit at his desk. “I want to apologize as to it seeming that I have focused solely on Anakin’s.”
You stood in front of the Chancellor’s desk with your hands clasped behind your back. “There is no need to apologize, Chancellor. You are a busy man and Anakin has needed the mentoring more than I.”
“Indeed. Still, you are deserving of my praises, especially after saving your brother’s life.”
“I was just doing my duty.”
“Hmm. I see that the Jedi Council has taught you well in the ways of the Order. The way you stand, your answers, they are all very telling.”
“I am just doing my best as a Jedi, to make my Masters proud.”
“Yes… Masters… I do feel sorry about the separation of you and Anakin. I wish that I could have done something to prevent it. I witnessed how hard that was on him. I can only imagine it was the same for you.”
“I volunteered for it. I was prepared and grew out of that longing quickly.”
“Of course. But you must harbor feelings against the Jedi Council for that.” You stayed silent, unwilling to give the Chancellor a response. “Clearly, the Jedi Council has taught you well. I hope to see more of your talent in the future. Please don’t be a stranger.”
You bowed your head. “Thank you, Chancellor.”

You had to rush out of the Chancellor’s office, but not seem like that is what you were doing. As soon as the doors closed behind you, you took a deep breath. The longer you were in there, the more darkness you felt in the Force. You had never truly trusted Senator Palpatine, this only made it worse. It was clear he was trying to get you to speak negatively about the Jedi Order. And, yes, you felt that there were things they could change but you weren’t willing to talk about it to anyone who couldn’t actually understand. You couldn’t help but feel like there was something dark and sinister behind the Chancellor’s intentions.

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The war raged on, slowly weighing you down more and more. You were beginning to believe that there was no end in sight for the war and that, even if there was, the Jedi Order could never go back to the way they were before. The Jedi would never just be peacekeepers again.

You were busied with assignment after assignment, barely seeing Obi-Wan due to him being busied the same way. When you to did happen to overlap on assignments or at the Temple for rest, you two spent as much time together as you could. Which was never long enough.

It was dark on Coruscant when you landed your starfighter. You were exhausted, craving your bed and Obi-Wan more than anything else. As you walked tiredly through the Temple halls, you nodded a greeting at the few Jedi you passed. The Temple truly seemed empty nowadays, everyone that was able was being used in the war. The light and hope you used to feel in the building you called home was quickly diminishing, and it saddened you.

You went to your quarters and cleaned yourself up. After you were ready for bed, you paused to see if you could sense Obi-Wan in his room. You felt relieved when you could. You didn’t even think twice about heading out of your room and breaking into Obi-Wan’s. You snuck into his bedroom to see him sleeping on his side. His back was to you, unclothed. Slowly, you slipped into the bed behind him and wrapped your arms around him. You pressed yourself up against his back, kissing his shoulder. Obi-Wan moaned as he leaned back into you. One of his hands found yours on his torso and weaved his fingers through yours.

“Little star,” he rasped, making a move to turn to face you.
Your arms didn’t let him move, holding onto him tighter. “Go back to sleep, Obi,” you told him kindly.
“I’m worried…” He admitted. “You never come to my room.”
“Everything is fine, I just missed you.” You kissed the side of his neck.
Obi-Wan moved your hand up so that he could kiss the palm of it. “I missed you too.”

~~~

You could tell that dawn was barely breaking as you woke. You were cuddled into Obi-Wan’s chest, your ear resting above his heart. He had woken up before you and turned around so that he could hold you. His fingers were dancing along your back as his lips slowly placed kisses in places around your head. You sighed contently and you moved into him more. You began to place kisses along his neck, moving up to his chin and face.

Obi-Wan’s eyes closed as he got lost in the sensation of you up next to him and kissing his skin like that. He had desired you—physically speaking—from basically the moment you stepped back into his life. He had suppressed it until your shared feelings came into light and then continued to hold back the want until you were ready, though the two of you had never actually talked about it.

Your lips sucked on his skin, leaving red marks in its wake. Obi-Wan’s hands came to grip your hips as you moved to grind against him. He could feel the growing need to respond and groan, and it was clear you could too. Your lips smirked against his skin as your bond told you what you were doing to him. You placed a teasing kiss under Obi-Wan’s ear and Obi-Wan was done.

His hands grasped yours and he used the Force to toss you off of him and onto the bed. He crawled over you to straddle you while he pinned your hands above your head with his own. You looked in his eyes to see love, hunger, and desire. He could see the same from you.

“Obi…” you breathed out.
“I do not want to do anything you aren’t ready for, little star,” Obi-Wan said softly, his face slowly closing the distance between yours. “You tell me when to stop, and I will.”
“Obi…” The feelings stirring inside you—the emotions swirling in the Force around you—you knew they couldn’t be stopped. You didn’t want it to stop either. “Please…”
“Are you sure?” He had to double-check. Yes, the rape was in the past but he would not allow himself to add to the trauma that you had endured.
“Obi-Wan, I am sure.”

His lips crashed down on yours before you could utter anything else.

~~~

The morning was continuing on outside Obi-Wan’s room. Obi-Wan and you stayed cuddled together in bed after the two of you had made love for the first time. You both could feel the strength that had been added to your bond as your hands and lips wandered around each other’s bodies. Obi-Wan’s eyes couldn’t stop shining with love and adoration as he stared at you.

“You’ve never shined brighter, little star,” he whispered, kissing your lips briefly.
“Only thanks to you,” you responded with a smile. Your hand came up to brush your fingers against his beard. “I wish that we could stay like this forever.”
Obi-Wan sighed. “I do too. But unfortunately, we are in the middle of a war.”
“And a part of the Jedi Order…. Obi-Wan, I—never mind.”
His brows furrowed in concern. “No, tell me. I want to know what is troubling you, darling.”
“Would you…. If… I… gosh this is harder than I thought.”
“It’s okay. Take your time.”
“I just… do you ever think about leaving the Order together? Like, running away and just being together.”
Obi-Wan slowly nodded. “I have. But then I am quickly reminded of the war and the Jedi Order. We are needed more than ever right now and we have made a commitment—“
“Yes, a commitment… yet we are breaking part of it right now.”
“You are right, my dear, and I know we both struggle with it. After the war, we will figure it all out. We will talk and make the best decision for us… whether that means leaving the Order or not.”
“Okay,” you nodded slightly.
“I want you to know that, no matter what, I love you. Deeply, truly, and wholeheartedly.” He pecked your lips ever so softly.
“I know… and I love you.”

~~~

You and Obi-Wan were walking from the training rooms, spending a majority of the day in there after your morning when you were both summoned to the war room. Master Yoda and Master Ki-Adi-Mundi were in there waiting for you.

“You summoned us, Masters?” Obi-Wan questioned as the two of you entered the room.

Silently, Ki-Adi walked over to the holo table and turned it on. A hologram flicked on of Satine. You looked at Obi-Wan, trying to gauge his reaction. His eyes widened with concern.

“This is a message for Obi-Wan Kenobi,” Satine’s voice was desperate, pulling your attention back to the recording. “I’ve lost Mandalore. My people have been massacred, and Almec is now the Prime Minister.” Out of the corner of your eye, you could see Obi-Wan’s face resting against his fist. Almost as if he were trying to contain his emotions. “I can’t explain everything now but Almec has the support of the crime families.” Satine turned, something pulling her focus away behind her. “Obi-Wan, I need your help.” Members of Death Watch were shown surrounding her before the recording ended.
“Your thoughts on this, Master Kenobi,” Yoda pressed.
“Satine has been at odds with the Death Watch for years,” Obi-Wan responded, trying to keep his voice level. “And according to a report from Padawan Tano, they’re no longer in league with the Separatists. If there was a takeover on Mandalore, it was most likely an independent act caused by the Death Watch alone.”
“Without involvement from the Separatists, this is an internal affair for the Mandalorians,” Ki-Adi said. “I’m afraid we cannot help.”
“We cannot just hand Mandalore over to these crime families and let Satine become a martyr.”
“I’m afraid her decision to keep Mandalore neutral makes this situation difficult.”
“Understand your feelings I do, Obi-Wan,” Yoda said. “But to take action, support from the Republic Senate we will need.”
“You know what the Senate will decide,” Obi-Wan was trying to fight for Satine. “They will not send aid to a neutral system.”
“At this time, nothing more can we do.”

Obi-Wan’s eyes clenched shut in frustration at Yoda’s words. As you looked at him, you knew what he was going to do. He walked out and before you could follow him, Yoda stopped you.

“Go with him, you must,” Yoda said. You turned to look at Yoda in surprise. “Know Obi-Wan will go, I do. Need you, he will.”

You could feel it in the Force who was really behind this and knew that Yoda was right. Obi-Wan could not go alone. You gave a nod to your Master before rushing out of the room to find Obi-Wan. He was almost to the hangar when you found him.

“Obi-Wan!” You called. “I’m coming with you.”
“No,” he told you, voice firm. “This is something I must do alone.”
“Not a chance. I have a feeling I know who is behind this and you have no chance if you go alone.”
He shook his head. “I will not risk losing you.”
“I will lose you if you go alone.” You moved to stand in front of Obi-Wan and stopped him in his tracks. “I am coming with you. Whether you like it or not.”

Obi-Wan studied your face. He knew that you were determined to follow after him, and would even if he said no. He was worried about Satine's safety already and with you there, would then be worried about yours as well. But you said you knew who was behind this and if you believe that he would be lost without you, you would have to go.

“Fine. But the moment I tell you to run, you don’t get to question me. You are running.”

~~~

The ride to Mandalore definitely wasn’t the smoothest ride. The two of you had taken one of Anakin’s ships that he had been repairing, and it clearly wasn’t ready to go very far. Smoke was trailing out of it as it creaked and groaned with every movement. You both had changed into old Mandalorian armor that the Temple so happened to have, Obi-Wan’s outfit being the same that he wore as Hardeen.

“Ah,” Obi-Wan said as he landed the ship. Suddenly, steam spat out at him from the console. “Ah!” You laughed at him. “Anakin, that’s the last time I borrow a ship from you.” He stood up and grabbed the Mandalorian helmet before turning to face you. “Are you sure about this?”
You stood up, walked over to him, and gave him a chaste kiss. “I’m sure.”

You reached for your own helmet, sliding it over your head. Obi-Wan sighed before doing the same. He hated the thought of having you here and being in danger. But he also knew that the two of you worked better together. You went over and let down the ramp, the two of you walking side-by-side as you headed down. The ramp stopped halfway, causing Obi-Wan to have to stomp on it to get it to move again. It ended up unable to go all the way down, forcing you and Obi-Wan to make the small jump. Obi-Wan turned to the ramp and began to try and shove it down as oil ran down it.

“You better get your ship looked at,” a Mandalorian commented as he came up.
“Oh,” Obi-Wan turned and leaned against the ramp, “it’s our friend’s ship.” The ramp fell the rest of the way down, causing Obi-Wan to lose his balance and stumble forward a bit. “He told me it was perfectly fine.” Pieces of the ship fell off behind him. “Terribly sorry about that.”
“Do you have a landing permit?”
“Um, I think I left it in the ship. Come with me, and I’ll get it.”

Obi-Wan led the Mandalorian up the ramp, with you behind the unsuspecting man. As soon as you all were out of sight, Obi-Wan knocked out the Mandalorian. You turned to guard the ramp as Obi-Wan changed into the Mandalorian’s ramp. Biting your bottom lip, you peaked a glance over your shoulder. You hated to admit how good Obi-Wan looked in that read Mandalorian armor. His head moved and caught you staring, causing your head to snap away. Obi-Wan smirked, sensing what this was doing to you.

“Like the view?” Obi-Wan teased, putting his helmet on as he came around to face you.
“You may believe that red is not your color, Obi, but I say otherwise,” you responded, just as equally teasing.
“I’ll keep that in mind.” His gloved hand reached out to grasp onto yours. “This is your last chance to back out. I can go and get Satine alone.”
“But you cannot.” You sighed. “I should have told you this sooner, but I have felt that Darth Maul is behind this. Which is why I could not let you go alone.”

Obi-Wan nodded. You could sense he was slightly hurt for you not telling him sooner. Darth Maul being involved almost proved that this was a setup to catch Obi-Wan. He could now understand your insistence on coming though he now wanted you farther away from the fight than before. Unfortunately, Obi-Wan knew that he couldn’t get you to leave.

“Let’s go.”

~~~

You and Obi-Wan snuck around the Mandalore and into the prison. You followed Obi-Wan’s lead around as you had only ever been on Mandalore briefly just to help escort the Duchess. The two of you were carefully walking passed each cell when Obi-Wan halted in front of you, causing you to run into him. You looked over at the cell to see Satine kneeling on the ground, facing away from the door. Obi-Wan opened it up and Satine didn’t even move.

“Here to do more of your master’s bidding?” Satine questioned.
Obi-Wan took off his helmet and stepped into the cell. “I do my own bidding,” he responded.
“Obi-Wan!”

Satine stood up and turned, ramming herself into him for a hug. You were surprised at the lack of jealousy you felt. Perhaps it was due to the fact that Obi-Wan’s signature had been entangled with yours since this morning. You knew that his heart belonged to you.

“Are you alone?” Satine wondered.
“No,” you replied, taking off your own helmet and stepping closer. “But the Jedi council and Galactic Senate will be of no help to us here.”
“I trust you have an escape plan then?”
“As always, my dear,” Obi-Wan answered.

Now, that term of endearment got to you. Yes, you knew that Obi-Wan was yours and yours alone, but that didn’t mean he could still call her things like ‘my dear’. You looked out of the cell to check if the coast was clear. When you were sure it was, you motioned for the other two to follow you. You got to the elevator and summoned it. Obi-Wan and yourself slipped your helmets back on before the elevator opened up. When it arrived, it already had a Mandalorian guard in it. You and Obi-Wan gripped Satine’s arms and shoved her into the elevator, keeping her in between the two of you.

“There’s no record of a prisoner transfer here,” the guard stated as the elevator began moving.
“The orders came from upstairs,” Obi-Wan responded.
“What’s the authorization code?”
“Oh, um…”

You rolled your eyes and used the Force to slam the guard into the elevator wall and knock him out. You left the guard laying on the floor as the three of you snuck out to the speeders. You jumped on one while Obi-Wan and Satine jumped on another.

“Hey, you!” Another guard shouted. “Stop!”

The three of you sped away, heading for Anakin’s beaten ship. You slightly wished he was here right now because his help would make this a lot easier. He was always a quick thinker, especially in situations like this.

As the three of you reached the landing platform, speeders were rushing up on you from behind. They began firing, causing you and Obi-Wan to turn around a fire back at them with the blasters you had on you. You and both ditched your helmets, finding it harder to aim with them on. You made sure that Satine was on board first and then Obi-Wan, before quickly closing the ramp and joining them in the cockpit. You inhaled sharply at the darkness you felt arrive on the landing platform. You looked out the main window to see Savage and Maul.

“Obi-Wan, we have to hurry,” you said, keeping your eyes on the Zabraks.
“We have to contact my sister for help,” Satine said as she sat in the copilots’ seat and helped Obi-Wan take off. “She’ll send reinforcements.”
“Who’s your sister?” Obi-Wan questioned, clearly having heard of this for the first time.

The ship at barely taken off when two missiles hit it. The ship shook and spun at the impact, with the electrical wiring freaking out.

“Brace yourselves!” Obi-Wan ordered. The ship started beeping. “Let’s get out of here.”

You opened the ramp and were immediately thrown out due to the pressure. You came to a rolling stop on the landing platform, right in front of Maul.

“Huh,” Maul crouched down in front of you as he pinned you to the ground using the Force. “Aren’t you an interesting one?”

The ship exploded from behind you, making you crane your neck to see Obi-Wan and Satine laying on the platform as well. You could sense that Obi-Wan had hit his head and was struggling to focus. You tried to move but you couldn’t.

“I’ll be dealing with you soon,” Maul smirked before he hit your head against the ground, knocking you out.

~~~

When you came to, you were laying on the ground. You could feel the bindings on your wrists and ankled, your hands being kept behind your back. You had to close your eyes as you noticed the throbbing pain in your head.

“She’s awake,” Maul’s voice rang out. “Get her on her knees.”

You looked up to see Savage marching toward you. He harshly grabbed you and threw you on your knees. You groaned at the pain. Studying the area, you noted how Satine was in a similar position, only kneeling beside Maul as he cockily sat on the throne. There were also two Mandalorian guards behind you, ready to take action if needed.

“Bring him in,” Maul ordered.

You turned to watch Obi-Wan be brought in. He struggled against the Mandalorian guards. When he met your gaze, you could immediately sense his fear for your life.

“Your noble flaw is a weakness shared by you, this Jedi Knight…” Maul started. His hand came out and used the Force on Satine. He lifted her up and began choking her, her hands going up to her neck. Obi-Wan went to move but was quickly restrained. “And your Duchess. You should have chosen the dark side, Master Jedi.” With each step Maul took toward Obi-Wan, Satine followed at his side in the air. “Your emotions betray you. Your fear, and yes, your anger.” Obi-Wan looked down, anger clearly written on his face as he closed his eyes. “Let your anger deepen your hatred.”
“Don’t listen to him, Obi,” Satine gasped.
“Quiet,” Savage growled.
“You can kill me, but you will never destroy me,” Obi-Wan said with a calm assurance. “It takes strength to resist the dark side. Only the weak embrace it.”
“It is more powerful than you know,” Maul replied, continuing to choke out Satine.
“And those who oppose it are more powerful than you’ll ever be. I know where you’re from. I’ve been to your village. I know the decision to join the dark side wasn’t yours. The Nightsisters made it for you—”
“Silence! You think you know me? It was I who languished for years thinking of nothing but you. Nothing but this moment. And now the perfect tool for my vengeance is in front of us. I never planned on killing you. But I will make you share my pain, Kenobi.”

Obi-Wan’s eyes widen as he realized what Maul was going to do. He went to stop him but was quickly forced onto the ground by the guards behind him. You gasped as Maul ignited the dark saber, something you had only ever read about. More darkness filled your senses, causing you to wince. The guards behind you grabbed your shoulders to keep you still, thinking that you were about to make a move.

Maul flicked his wrist and sent Satine flying forward, straight into the blade of the dark saber. You could feel the pain that shot through Obi-Wan. Maul dropped Satine face first on the ground and Obi-Wan rushed to her side, not being stopped.

“Satine,” he whispered as he turned her around and rested her in his lap.
She continued to gasp for air. “Remember, my dear Obi-Wan,” she started, her hand coming up to his face, “I’ve loved you always… I always will…”

You closed your eyes and turned your head as you felt Satine’s Force signature leave. Tears filled Obi-Wan’s eyes as he kissed Satine’s hand and held her close to him. Maul watched on with a smug grin as he sat on the throne.

“Do we kill him now, brother?” Savage wondered.
“No,” Maul answered. “Imprison him below. Let him drown in his misery. Take him to his cell to rot.”

The Mandalorian guards grabbed Obi-Wan’s arms and pulled him away from Satine. He looked at you as you finally turned to face him. His grief and guilt were eating away at him but now he worried even more for your safety.

“And what of the girl?” Savage asked, looking at you as the guards finished hauling Obi-Wan away.
“She,” Maul held out his hand to you and lifted you off the ground, “we will have our fun with.”

You turned your head as Maul ran a nail down the side of your cheek. You clenched your eyes shut at the similarities between Agruss doing that to you and Maul.

“You’re special to the Jedi Council,” Maul stated, “I can sense it. But why?” You clenched your jaw, unwilling to speak to him. “If you do not tell me, I will just have to pull it out of you. And that wouldn’t be pleasant.” You remained silent. “Fine. My way it is then.”

Maul sent you flying across the room. You slammed into one of the pillars and landed roughly on the ground. You groaned in pain as Maul and Savage stalked up to you.

“You could at least fight back,” Maul taunted, lifting you up again.
“I really don’t think you’d like that,” you finally gave in to a response.
“Try me.”

You took a deep breath and closed your eyes. You knew what you were about to do, break out of the bindings and fight Maul and Savage, would take all of your energy. You just hoped that someone would rescue you in time. Focusing on the Force around you, you used it to break the bindings around your wrists and ankles. Maul’s eyes widened in shock as he kept you in the air. You noticed your lightsaber placed on his belt and used the Force to pull it to you.

Maul threw you over his head but you slid into a landing, igniting your lightsaber. Maul ignited his red one and the dark saber while Savage ignited his double-sided one.

“You are strong,” Maul commented, “but not strong enough.”

Both the Zabraks launched their attacks at the same time, going in high. That was their first mistake. You ran toward them, sliding underneath them. You were then able to spin around and quickly hit Savage in the back from behind. He growled in pain as the brothers turned to face you. You held out your hand and used the Force to push the brothers back into the throne. You panted, feeling your energy diminish quickly.

You could feel Obi-Wan’s signature still with you and knew that he was doing it to make sure you were alive. You used the strength of your bond to carefully dodge and defend yourself from the attacks coming your way by Maul and Savage. With each jump and swing of your saber, you could feel yourself getting weaker.

“Obi-Wan,” you called through the Force.
“Hang on a little longer, darling,” he quickly responded. “I’m on my way.”

You used the Force to shove the brothers away again but weren’t able to get them very far. They charged back at you, easily cornering you. You lifted your saber up to block Savage as Maul caught your side with the dark saber. You cried out in pain just as the wall of windows began to shatter, blasts coming from the outside. Having nothing to fall back on, you fell out of the window, clutching onto your side. You landed in someone’s arms with a thud.

“I’ve got you,” Obi-Wan told you. “I’ve got you.”
“Obi-Wan…” you gasped, finally looking at him.
“Hang tight, little star. We’re not out of here yet.”

The group Obi-Wan was with led you to the landing platform, where Mandalorians were fighting against one another. Obi-Wan kept you in his arms, unwilling to let you go as he sensed your growing pain. You, on the other hand, were sensing something else. A familiar darkness had arrived on Mandalore.

“The Chancellor,” you whispered. “But why?”
Obi-Wan looked down at you with concern. He had barely heard you but believed it could have been a mistake. “What did you say?”

Before you could answer, an explosion went off near you, forcing Obi-Wan to cover you. He knew that he had to defend you better from the oncoming blasts until he could get you on a ship. He carefully dropped your feet and pressed you into his side, making sure that his hand was gripping your uninjured side. Obi-Wan then ignited his lightsaber and started deflecting blasts.

A red-haired Mandalorian woman was at your side, helping defend the two of you. You looked at her and could sense who she was. She guided you to a nearby ship. Obi-Wan helped you up the ramp.

“Go back to your Republic and tell them what has happened,” the woman requested as she continued firing.
“That would likely lead to the Republic invasion of Mandalore,” Obi-Wan told her.
“Yes, and Maul will die. But Mandalore will survive. We always survive. Now go.”

Obi-Wan turned to help you into the ship. You stopped him with a hand on his shoulder as your focus remained on the woman.

“Your Satine’s sister, aren’t you?” You questioned. The look on her face gave you and Obi-Wan the answer.
“I’m so sorry,” Obi-Wan said before rushing you into the ship.

He found a bench to help you lay down on before going to the cockpit. You laid down and continued to feel the dark presence that had arrived on Mandalore. You were sure it was the Chancellor, but why? Why would the Chancellor be on Mandalore, especially at a time like this? You reached your hand out and tried to call for Obi-Wan, but your injury and exhaustion quickly plunged you into darkness.

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Comfort was the first thing you felt when you started to come to. The familiar comfort of the man you love. The next thing was your wound, pulling every time you breathed. You could tell there was a bacta patch on it. When you finally opened your eyes, you were met with your bedroom ceiling. This confused you. Usually, you’d be in the med center for an injury. You looked over to the side to see that Obi-Wan was sitting on your bed, above your covers. He was fully dressed and intently reading a data pad.

“Why am I not in the med center?” You questioned.
Obi-Wan jumped slightly, unaware that you had woken up. “Darling,” a small smile crossed his lips. “How are you feeling?”
“Fine. A little tired.”
He nodded. “Makes sense. Besides your injury, you exhausted yourself. You really put up a fight against Maul and his brother. You’re lucky the injuries weren’t worse.”
“How long have I been out?”
“About a day. I was allowed to move you back to your room not too long ago.”
“Thank you.” You reached up and cupped his cheek. “How are you?”
His brows furrowed at your question. “What do you mean?”
“Satine was killed right in front of you.” Your thumb brushed against his beard. “I know that wasn’t easy for you.”
He sighed as his hand came up to hold onto yours. “Losing Satine is hard, but it is better than losing you… you are constantly keeping me worried.”
“I do try.”
“It would help me if you would try a little less. I don’t know how much my heart can handle.”
“Cause you are so safe all the time.”
“True, but I do not seem to attract injuries like you do.”
“Maybe I just want you to take care of me.” You moved your hand to the base of his neck and pulled him in to kiss you.
“You don’t need to get injured for me to take care of you.” He kissed you again. “All you need is ask.”
“Well then, Master Kenobi, can you take care of me?”

~~~

In the few weeks that followed the incidents on Mandalore, you did as much meditating as you could. You didn’t tell Obi-Wan about how you believed the Chancellor had been on Mandalore and the darkness he carried with him. You knew it would be treason to say something about the Chancellor, especially if you weren’t a hundred percent sure. So you kept that piece of information to yourself to ponder on further.

You were on your star cruiser, discussing the last assignment with Commander Crak when the call came in that the Jedi Temple had been bombed. You couldn’t get there fast enough. The call didn’t go into much detail, since there wasn’t much information and it was clear to you that people were afraid it was an inside job. You quickly found out where the bombing had taken place when you tried to land. Dark smoke was still coming out of the hangar. You landed as near to the Temple as you could, noting that Anakin and Ahsoka were doing the same thing. The three of you hopped out of your starfighter and headed for the Jedi Council room.

“They pull you from an assignment too?” Anakin asked.
“Yes,” you responded. “My only guess is that the three of us are the most trusted they have that weren’t here when the bombing took place. We’ll most likely be running the investigation.”

When you reached the Jedi Council room, you quickly noted how every Council member was physically in attendance. Your eyes caught Obi-Wan’s, his full of worry. You sent him a nod to let him know you were alright. Ahsoka, Anakin, and yourself stood in the center of the room.

“How could the Separatists infiltrate the Temple?” Anakin asked.
“Worse than that it is,” Yoda said.
“What could be worse, Master Yoda?” Ahsoka wondered.

You watched as all the Masters looked at one another. Like they were questioning how honest to be with the three of you.

“Everything is on the table,” Windu broke the silence. “We have to look at the possibility that it could’ve been anyone in the Temple, even a Jedi.”
“If a Jedi this is, gone to the dark side they have,” Yoda said.
“I… I can’t believe a Jedi would attack a place this sacred,” Ahsoka admitted, unbelieving.
“We’d like Ahsoka and Anakin to lead the investigation, with Y/N ready to help as needed,” Windu explained. “We can’t trust anyone who was here, even a Jedi. You three will provide an impartial point of view, free of assumptions.”
“We’ll do everything we can,” Anakin replied.
“Careful you must be, Skywalker,” Yoda warned. “If willing to destroy the Temple the attacker is, to great lengths they will go to keep from being caught.”
“Then I guess we’ll have to go to even greater lengths to catch him.” Anakin and Ahsoka went to leave and you went to follow them.
“Y/N, if you could stay a moment,” Windu requested.
“Of course, Master,” you responded, going back to the center of the room. None of the Council members spoke again until Anakin and Ahsoka were gone and the doors were shut.
“We would like you to use the Force to see if you can sense anything about the bombing.”
“You have a great strength in the Force,” Master Plo added. “You might be able to find out who is behind this before Skywalker.”
“Of course,” you replied. “I will do what I can to help the investigation.”
“Due to the nature of the incident, only report your findings to the Jedi Council,” Windu ordered. “We can’t trust anyone.”
“Yes, Master.”
“Trust you completely, the Council does,” added Yoda.
“I will try not to fail you, my Masters.”

You bowed and then excused yourself. You found yourself in the hangar only minutes later. Tears pricked your eyes as you heard the screams and felt the pain through the Force. You jumped as you felt a hand slide along your lower back. Turning to face the person who touched you, you saw Obi-Wan with his hands held up slightly.

“Sorry, little star,” he apologized. “I didn’t mean to frighten you.”
“I should have sensed it was you,” you said with a shake of your head. “I was just too caught up in what happened here.” You looked around the area. Jedi, Jedi Temple workers, and clones had all died in the explosion; you could feel their deaths.
“I have faith that you will help find whoever did this.”
“I’m afraid the Council has put too much faith in me… what if I cannot find who did this?”
“It is not up to you to find whoever did this but to help find. There is a difference. I do wish that I can help you with this task, but I have been given an assignment off-world.”
“I understand.”
“The Council knows what you’re capable of and would not ask this of you if you couldn’t do it.” He took a step toward you but was careful not to reach for you as droids entered to begin cleaning the area up. “I believe in you, little star.”
“Please, stay safe.”
“Always am,” he smirked.

~~~

You locked yourself away in one of the meditation rooms once Obi-Wan had left and you were done walking through the hangar. You found yourself briefly reliving the bombing, but not from a convenient angel. You sighed as you tried to move to see it, but couldn’t. Dark fog filled the edges of your vision, swirling around and taunting you. Just by this, you knew that a Jedi was behind the bombing.

When you finally re-emerged from the meditation room, you realized you had been in there all day. You found Ahsoka, Anakin, Yoda, and Windu walking the corridor.

“Masters!” You called, hurrying up to them.
“You missed all the fun, Y/N,” Anakin quickly told you. “We solved the case.”
You shook your head. “I fear that is not so. There is something more behind it.”
“Skywalker and Tano found that a walker Jackar, and his wife, planned the attack,” Windu explained to you. “Jackar himself was the bomb.”
“That may be true, but I believe that someone else was behind it. Someone was working with them… a… a Jedi.”
“Do you have proof to support these accusations?”
“Not yet, but—“
“We have proof against Jackar and his wife. They are the true threat and have been or will be dealt with accordingly.”
You hated how Master Windu spoke to you, almost always had. “You—the Jedi Council—entrusted me with this. I am only doing what you have asked.”
“Right, our former Padawan is,” Yoda said, stepping in to help you. “Trusted her, we have. So trust her, we shall.”
“We need more proof than what she has given us,” Windu said. “If a Jedi is truly behind this, then we need the name.”
“I will find a name,” you told him, holding your ground. “I just need more time.”
“We are out of time. Until you find any proof of what you are saying, we will continue to go on to believe Skywalker’s findings.”

You and Windu glared each other down for a moment before Anakin awkwardly cleared his throat. With a slight head bow to Master Yoda, you turned around and headed for the gardens. You knew that you might have a better chance at feeling the Jedi out there than in the meditation room.

On your way, your thoughts swirled around the Jedi Council and the rocky relationship that continued to grow. At one point in your life, you respected the Council, and they in turn respected you. Things had shifted since the Rako Hardeen plot and were clearly never going to go back to the way things were before. Yes, you still had many of the Council member’s respect, but it was moments like with Master Windu that made you question your actual standing with the Council.

~~~

It was morning when Yoda instructed the Jedi at the Temple to join the funeral. The fallen Jedi bodies were covered on platforms waiting to be lowered. You noted the military generals and politicians that had come to join the funeral, such as the Chancellor, Admiral Tarkin, and Senator Organa. The memory of Obi-Wan’s funeral was flashing through your mind as you stood between Obi-Wan and Anakin. That was the last time you had been in this room and though the funeral was a fake, it would seem to forever haunt you. Obi-Wan, who had arrived back at the Temple in time for the funeral, could feel the memories you were reliving. He closed his eyes as he felt guilty for the pain he had caused you and sent his signature over for comfort.

“One with the Force, they are,” Yoda spoke. He was walking passed the bodies as he gave the eulogy. “And our job it is to remember that we will, in time, also pass on. Luminous beings are we, but temporary vessels, our bodies are. And we shall all find ourselves here in time. A moment of silence, I ask, to remember and to move on.”

A moment of silence filled the room. As it did you allowed yourself to dive into the Force, hoping that you could sense who was really behind this attack. Your senses were quickly filled with the darkness you so often felt around the Chancellor. You tried to push past it but to no avail. You sighed in frustration.

“Are you alright, little star?” Obi-Wan leaned over and whispered.
“No,” you admitted quietly with a shake of your head. “There is something not right about all of this.”
“Live for the living Jedi, we must,” Yoda advised as he broke the moment of silence for everyone else. “Live through us, forever they will.”

The bodies were lowered into the tombs before light was shown from their spots. You closed your eyes as you tried to push past your memories of Obi-Wan’s fake funeral and tried to focus on the darkness you felt in the room. With a deep breath, you ignored the Chancellor’s darkness and were finally able to sense that there was another in the room with darkness. A Jedi. When you opened your eyes again, you noticed that the funeral was over and that most of the spectators had left. Looking to the side, you saw Obi-Wan with his hand on his beard, looking at you with great concern.

“What is troubling you, my dear?” He asked softly.
You sighed. “I fear that there is darkness all around us,” you told him. “A Jedi was the one behind the bombing, I can sense it but I cannot sense who.”
“I trust you will. Be patient with yourself and give yourself time.”
“There is no time. What if that person were to form another attack? This time in a place with higher causalities? I must find this Jedi now.”
Obi-Wan’s hands came up to your arms, rubbing gently up and down to try and calm you. “You mustn’t get overwhelmed, little star. You will not find what you are looking for that way. Keep calm and keep your mind clear, the answer will come in time, as the Force wills it.”
You nodded. “I could really use your help with this, Obi-Wan.”
“And I wish that I could give it to you, but I must head back to my star cruiser. My assignment isn’t finished.”
“Of course…”
“But my Force is with you.” He leaned in and kissed the top of your head. “I have every bit of faith in you that you will solve this mystery.”

~~~

You kept feeling like the Force was purposely blocking you from the truth. You would get close to an answer but the Force would do something to stop you. Like it was working against you. You were in the gardens, wrestling with the Force when Anakin came running to you.

“Y/N!” He called. “Y/N!”
Your eyes snapped open and you stood on your feet. “Anakin?” You questioned. “What is it?”
“It’s Ahsoka. Letta Turmond, Jackar’s wife, asked to see her in the prison. Something happened and now Letta is dead and Ahsoka’s been arrested. I need your help.”
“Ahsoka would never—“
“I know that!” You flinched at his angry tone. Anakin sighed, trying to calm himself down. “Y/N, please.”
“Of course, I will help you and Ahsoka. We should hurry before anything else happens… I sense that this is one giant set-up.”

~~~

Upon arriving at the prison entry, you and Anakin were met by clones. Anakin had tried telling them that he needed to be allowed in, only growing angrier with each passing moment. It was beginning to scare you how quickly Anakin could let the darkness in, though you suppose his emotions had always controlled him.

“I said my Padawan is in there,” Anakin growled again. “Now, step aside.”
“General Skywalker, Admiral Tarkin has ordered that no one be allowed in there,” the head clone stated.
“I don’t care what she’s accused of. Let me in.”

Anakin angrily pointed a finger at the clone through the window. You could feel the growing tension in the Force around you. The head clone nodded to two clones behind you, signaling for them to activate their electro spears and head closer to the two of you.

“Sorry, sir. The Admiral’s orders stand,” the clone stated. “This is now a military operation and under his jurisdiction.”

Anakin glared at the clone as he harshly pushed the two behind you away and headed for the door. You followed.

“Ani, I know that Ahsoka means a lot to you, but you’ve got to calm down,” you said, concern evident in your tone. “You cannot let your anger control you. That is what whoever is behind this wants.”
“Are you any closer to sensing who is actually behind this?”
“I am not. But I am sure it was a Jedi.”
“Go back to the Temple and try to find out who is actually behind this. I’m going to grab Rex and see if we can get Ahsoka out of here.”
“Just please, Anakin, be careful of your emotions. Do not let them control you.”

~~~

By the time you had gotten back to the Temple, you had been informed of Ahsoka’s escape. The Jedi Council was informed and called a meeting. You were asked to sit in on it by Master Yoda. You couldn’t help but noticed how Obi-Wan kept watching you. He was only here through hologram but you could still sense him all the same. He knew you were troubled by all of this as was he and wished he was there at your side to help you.

As you waited for the meeting to officially start, you couldn’t help but feel like you were living a nightmare—your nightmare. Every time you closed your eyes now, you saw Ahsoka’s panic as the darkness enveloped her. You knew that she would never fall prey to the darkness purposefully but through set-up.

When Anakin returned to the Temple, he joined the meeting. Admiral Tarkin also joined via hologram.

“After further investigation, there can be little doubt that the clone officers murdered in the escape were killed by none other than Ahsoka Tano herself,” Admiral Tarkin stated. “She used a Jedi mind tricks to convince the clone to open the door and then proceeded to cut him down, along with five other clones along the way.”
“I do not believe that Ahsoka could have fallen so far,” Master Plo said. He had been the one to find Ahsoka and bring her to the Temple for training. The two were close still.
“The beliefs of the Jedi Council are irrelevant. We deal strictly in facts and evidence, and the evidence points to Padawan Tano being guilty of the attack on the Temple and the murder of the Republic officers. This is sedition.” Admiral Tarkin’s hologram quickly disappeared.
“Skywalker, was there no way to stop your Padawan before she escaped?” Master Ki-Adi Mundi asked.
“No, Master Mundi,” Anakin responded. You both moved to the center of the room.
“The Council believes that Ahsoka may be guilty of this crime,” Yoda said. “Still believe they are wrong, do you both, hmm?”
“I do,” you quickly responded. “There is only good in Ahsoka. This is one big set-up.”
“I believe she didn’t kill the clone troopers or the woman who used the nano-droids to blow up the temple,” Anakin added. “That’s why she’s running. To prove her innocence.”
“Now she’s in the lower depths,” Windu said. “With her skills, she will be hard to find.”
“Two teams we will send,” Yoda instructed. “Master Skywalker and Master Plo Koon, with clones you will go.”
“I think it would be best if Skywalker stayed here.” Windu turned his attention to Anakin. “Having you involved may actually make things worse.”
“Master Windu, with all due respect, she is my Padawan,” Anakin argued.
“The reason for you not to go.”
“I think we’re being foolish if we take Anakin off this mission,” Obi-Wan cut in. “Who knows her better?”
“He’s emotionally tied to her. Probably too emotional to do what needs to be done.”
“And what do you believe needs to be done?” You asked Windu with a harshness you had never spoken to the Council with before.
“I’d rather capture Ahsoka and find out the truth than let her run because of a lie,” Anakin told the Council.
“You must prove to us that you will stay focused,” Yoda said. “Can you?”
“I’ve already alerted security on the lower levels to be on the lookout for Ahsoka.”
“Go swiftly then, Skywalker, and bring back this lost child before it is too late.”
“Yes, Master.”

Anakin and Master Plo walked out as the rain pounded against the windows of the Council room. Thunder and lightning filled the air outside, matching the turmoil going on. You didn’t make a move.

“Something more to say, have you?” Yoda questioned.
“Masters, you have entrusted me with an assignment, yet you seem to not actually believe anything I am telling you,” you told them. You could feel your growing frustration, which meant they could as well. “Ahsoka is being set up. How you cannot feel the darkness surrounding this whole situation is beyond me.”
“Are you questioning the abilities of this Council?” Windu asked you.
“Yes. Yes, I am.”

The stunned silence that filled the room gave you enough of an answer. You had crossed a line and the disappointment on the Council member’s faces was obvious, including Obi-Wan’s.

“There have been many dark instances since before the clone wars began that I have sensed and yet none of you have,” you continued. “I realize that I have a connection with the Force that has surpassed many of your own abilities—perhaps, I guess, all of them. But the amount of darkness that I have been feeling should have been easily felt by the Council as well… if you cannot feel that this is a set-up, then maybe this Council is not able to rule the Jedi Order as it should.”
“You have forgotten your place, Y/N,” Windu warned.
“Have I? Or have you forgotten yours?” The two of you glared each other down. “I am only what the Council has trained me to be— the Chosen One. Am I not to bring balance to the Force? How am I to do that when no one is listening to me?”
“You are not our only option for the Chosen One.”

You inhaled sharply, hating how hurt you were by that statement. It was then that you decided you were done with the conversation. Before they could answer, you turned around. You could briefly hear Obi-Wan call your name to come back as you left the Council room.

~~~

Obi-Wan had never returned to the Jedi Temple faster. After your exit from the meeting, he knew you needed him. He followed your signature to your room, only to find the door securely locked. He knocked on the door, not caring how desperate he looked as others walked by.

“Y/N, open up, please,” Obi-Wan requested as he knocked. “It’s just me.”

No response. He could feel you behind the door, somewhere in the living room. You were sitting on the couch, unsure of what to do. Closing your eyes, you put up your shields to prevent Obi-Wan from getting to you that way.

“No, please don’t shut me out, little star,” he was beginning to beg. “Let me in and we can talk about everything.”

You didn’t even know what to talk about… what to say. You couldn’t even understand your own racing thoughts. You had just reprimanded the Jedi Council, something that could surely get you kicked out of the Order. Ahsoka was being blamed for the bombing that you knew she had nothing to do with. Anakin and Plo Koon, two of the closest people to her, were being tasked to bring her back to the Temple. The darkness all around you was getting to you, causing you to begin to sob into your knees. Obi-Wan could hear you, making his need to reach you grow.

“Darling, open this door or I will break it in myself,” Obi-Wan told you.

His tone was caring yet full of command. You knew he was serious and unafraid to break down your door. You didn’t make a move, besides the sobs that racked your body. When the only response he received was your growing sobs, Obi-Wan ignited his saber and cut your door along where the lock was. He pushed the door aside as he slipped in before anyone would really take notice from the hall and rushed over to your side.

“My little star…” he whispered as he pulled you onto his lap.
“There’s… so… much… darkness…” you choked out through the sobs. “I can’t… take… it…”

Obi-Wan held a kiss to your head as he began to rock you. His arms tightened around you to hold you steady and keep you firmly against him. Though he knew his signature could not reach yours yet, Obi-Wan still branched it out, willing to wait until you were ready to grasp it.

It was breaking him, seeing you in such a state. Obi-Wan had sensed the growing stress inside of you for a while now but had wrongly assumed that you would come to him when you were ready to let it all out. He just didn’t think it would come out like that in front of the Council, and he was sure you didn’t either.

It took far too long for your liking for your sobs to calm down and turn into occasional hiccups. You were still on Obi-Wan’s lap, curled into him as his arms kept you secured. The emotions from the day were exhausting you.

“I am sorry,” you whispered.
Obi-Wan moved his head to get a better look at you. “Whatever for?” He asked.
“For acting that way in front of the Council…”
He sighed. “Don’t be… you brought up valid points, even if some of them don’t want to admit it… why didn’t you tell me all this darkness was surrounding you? Has it tried to tempt you at all?”
“It’s not like that. It’s not tempting whatsoever… it’s just there… taunting and teasing and reminding me that it’s so close to winning. It surrounds people and places and situations… like this thing with Ahsoka.” You moved to sit up straighter. “Ahsoka had nothing to do with the bombing.”
“If you believe that, then I do too… we will find a way for the Council and Senate to believe it as well.”
“I fear that no matter what, we have lost Ahsoka… this is my nightmare coming true, Obi-Wan. If we lose Ahsoka then it’s Padme next and Anakin and then you. Obi-Wan, I can’t lose you.”
Obi-Wan’s hands came up to carefully hold your face. “You will not lose me. I promise.”
“You know that you cannot truly make that promise…”

~~~

Afraid of biases in the Order, the Senate asked the Council to expel Ahsoka from the Order so that she could be put to a Republic Military tribunal. You had been informed of this information before you were summoned to the Chamber of Judgment along with Anakin and Ahsoka. Ahsoka and yourself were sat on a bench as Anakin paced. Jedi Temple Guards were placed evenly around the circular room.

“You’re not helping,” Ahsoka said, speaking of Anakin’s pacing.
Anakin groaned, coming to sit between you and Ahsoka. “I’m sorry, Snips,” he said. “I just… I just don’t know what to do.”
“It’s okay. I don’t either.”
“Ahsoka,” you gently called. “Please know that no matter what happens, I am on your side.”
“Thank you, Y/N.”

A chime sounded in the room, signaling for the three of you to stand on the circular platform. Ahsoka stood in the middle with you and Anakin behind her and Temple Guards to the side. The platform lifted up into the Chamber of Judgment. You had never been in this room before, never needed to, but you already hated how the Force made you feel in it. Each of the Council members was standing up on pedestals in the air. The part of the platform Ahsoka was on rose up to be level with them, forcing you and Anakin to watch on from below.

“Padawan Tano, serious charges have been levied against you,” Yoda stated. “How plead you?”
“Not guilty, Master,” Ahsoka responded. “I would never take the lives of innocents. The values of the Jedi are sacred to me.”
“There is evidence to the contrary,” Ki-Adi cut in. “You were alone with Letta Turmond when she died. Can you explain this?”
“Someone used the Force against her.”
“Which brings us to Ventress,” Plo added. “Can you explain your association with her?”
“We had a mutual understanding. I thought she was helping me.”
“Did she help you acquire the nano droid weaponry found when you were apprehended?” Windu questioned. “The same devices used in the bombing of the Temple?”
“No, I was set up and deceived, as you are being deceived now.”
“The question is, Padawan Tano, who is deceiving us? Ventress, you, or someone else?”
“I am not deceiving you! I would assume Ventress is, but I can’t be sure. My sense is clouded.”
“Clouded by the dark side here things are, Padawan Tano,” Yoda spoke up. “Dangerously clouded, but not just surrounding you, surrounding many things in these times.”

The Jedi Master glanced down at you. At least you knew that he had listened to you about something. Though you felt that you already knew the decision the Council was heading towards.

“You’ve already made your decision, haven’t you?” Anakin questioned angrily, feeling the same way as you. “This meeting is just a formality!”

You looked to Obi-Wan, who wasn’t able to look at you or Anakin. That was all you needed to know.

Yoda sighed. “Reached a decision, we have, though not in total agreement are we,” he admitted.
“It is the Council’s opinion that Padawan Ahsoka Tano has committed sedition against the Republic,” Windu stated, “and thus, she will be expelled from the Jedi Order.”
“You can’t do this!” Anakin shouted. The Temple Guards ignited their sabers and blocked him from continuing forward.
“If you can truly sense the darkness, then you know it was not Ahsoka!” You shouted, able to jump up onto Ahsoka’s platform without the Temple Guards getting in the way.
“You will remember your place, Y/N,” Windu reprimanded. “Or your judgment will follow hers.”

For a brief moment, the thought crossed your mind to be expelled as well. The Jedi Order had basically turned away from being the peacekeepers you had believed they should be. But then you looked up at Obi-Wan. His eyes were full of fear that you might leave… leave without him. You could not leave the Order without him at your side, and you knew that he truly wasn’t ready for that yet. Not with the war raging on. You sighed, bowing your head as you jumped off the platform. Two Temple Guards were quickly placed in front of you to prevent you from doing anything.

“Your Padawan status will be stripped for you,” Ki-Adi told Ahsoka as she began to be lowered, “and you shall forfeit all rank and privileges within the Grand Army of the Republic. You will be turned over to the Republic courts to await your trial and whatever punishment they will set for you.”

Ahsoka was turned away from you and Anakin when she finally reached your level. Her head was hung, but you could feel the emotions swirling inside of her. You gasped sharply as one of the Temple Guards came up and tore her Padawan beads off her head.

“Henceforth,” Ki-Adi continued, “you are barred from the Jedi Order.”

You closed your eyes to prevent the Council from seeing your tears as Ahsoka was led out of the room. Your nightmare had come true… Ahsoka was no longer in the Jedi Order. The dark side had won.

~~~

Padme had agreed to represent Ahsoka before the Senate. Anakin informed you that he was going to hunt down Ventress. You told him that you were to stay at the Jedi Temple to try and sense who was actually behind this. You believed that Ventress really had nothing to do with the bombing. Your senses still strongly told you it was a Jedi. You decided to wander through the Temple, trying to sense out any Jedi. You knew the Council members were attending Ahsoka’s trial, allowing you to carry out your investigation without judgment from them. You were walking down yet another hallway when Anakin rang you on your comlink.

“Y/N, Ventress is saying that Ahsoka spoke to Barriss and that Barriss told her about the warehouse,” he told you. “I’m on my way back right now.”
“I’ll start looking into it,” you told him.
“Don’t do anything without me.”
“We don’t have that sort of time, Anakin. Just hurry.”

You rushed to where you knew Barriss’ room to be. You could sense her from behind the door. You pressed the button to signal that you were outside.

“Enter,” you heard Barriss say.
The door slid open and you stepped into the room. “Barriss, I need to talk to you,” you said, making sure that it was clear you were serious.
“Master L/N,” Barriss stood up from where she had been placed in front of a shrine, “how can I help you?”
“I have been informed that you spoke with Ahsoka before she was arrested. What did you say to her?” You noticed her lightsaber laying on the shrine and used the Force to pull it to you.
“We’ve been friends for a long time. I was only trying to help her. I hope I’m not in any trouble.”
“I just need to know what you told her and if you told anyone else.”
“No, I thought I had a clue for her, but I really couldn’t tell her anything. Who told you I spoke to her?”
“Ventress,” Anakin answered, coming into the room. “She told me.”
“Ventress? Isn’t see the one Ahsoka says is really behind all this?”
“That’s what Ahsoka says but I think she’s wrong. Ventress thinks someone else is involved.”
“And you believe her? Who else could it be if not her? Surely not Ahsoka.”
“No, we don’t think it was Ahsoka either. I think both Ahsoka and Ventress are telling the truth, but there’s only one way to find out.”

Anakin nodded at you and you ignited Barriss’ blue lightsaber and went to strike her. She blocked you with two red sabers.

“Funny,” Anakin commented with a growl. “Those belong to Ventress. You should've gotten rid of them!”
“I think they suit me,” Barriss smirked.

You kicked Barriss out of the room. She quickly picked herself up and ran. You tossed Barriss’ saber over to Anakin.

“Blue is more your color,” you commented as you ignited your own yellow saber and chased after her. You and Anakin found her in one of the large hallways.
“Ahsoka trusted you, and you betrayed her,” Anakin snarled as he ignited his own saber so that he was wielding two.
“I’ve learned that trust is overrated,” Barriss replied. “The only thing the Jedi Council believes in is violence.”

You and Anakin launched yourselves at Barriss. You could feel the strength that she was gaining, the more she allowed herself to access the dark side. She toss Anakin against the wall as you jumped up and tried to bring your saber down on her. She blocked it with her two red sabers.

“Cease hostility!” The Temple Guards ordered, drawing their own lightsabers as they came down either end of the hall.

Barriss used the Force to shove you away before she jumped through the window. You and Anakin quickly jumped after her. The fight was forced outside, where younglings were being trained. Barriss kicked Anakin down to where the younglings were as you hit her and knocked one of the sabers from her hand. She jumped down, only to be met with Anakin. Anakin quickly used the Force to ram her against one of the large trees. You and the Temple Guards walked up to her and bound her wrists.

“I knew it was a Jedi,” you muttered. “Traitor.”

~~~

You could hear that they were about to read Ahsoka’s verdict as you dragged Barriss into the courtroom. Anakin was ahead of you, going to make sure the verdict wasn’t read.

“Chancellor!” Anakin called. Everyone’s focus was then turned to your group.
“I hope you have a reason for bursting into our proceedings, Master Skywalker,” the Chancellor responded, clearly unamused.
“I’m here with evidence and a confession from the person responsible for all the crimes Ahsoka has been accused of.” You shoved Barriss forward so that people could see. “Barriss Offee, member of the Jedi Order and traitor.”
“Barriss, is that true?” Ahsoka asked, clearly hurt.
“Tell them the truth,” you commanded.
Barriss stepped forward. “I did it,” she admitted, “because I’ve come to realize what many of people in the Republic have come to realize, that the Jedi are the ones responsible for this war. That we’ve so lost our way that we have become villains in this conflict, that we are the ones that should be put on trial, all of us! And my attack on the Temple was an attack on what the Jedi have become, an army fighting for the dark side, fallen from the light that we once held so dear. The Republic is failing! It’s only a matter of time.”

You hated that there was truth behind her words. The Jedi Order had fallen from their ways. But were you truly fighting for the dark side?

“Take her away,” the Chancellor ordered.

~~~

You, Anakin, members of the Jedi Council, and Ahsoka were all standing in the Jedi Council room. The tension was thick and heavy surrounding all of you.

“Ahsoka, I am so sorry about everything,” Anakin said meaningfully.
“You have our most humble apologies, little ‘Soka,” Plo said. “The Council was wrong to accuse you.”
“You have shown such great strength and resilience in your struggle to prove your innocence,” Master Saesee Tiin added.
“This is the true sign of a Jedi Knight,” said Ki-Adi.
“This was actually your great trial,” Windu said. “Now we see that.”

You rolled your eyes. Only the Jedi Council would take their mistake and turn it into a trial like that, not actually willing to admit they were wrong.

“We understand that the Force works in mysterious ways,” Windu continued, “and because of this trial, you have become a greater Jedi than you would have otherwise.”
“Back into the Order you may come,” Yoda said.

Just by looking at Ahsoka, you knew that she would not accept. Like you, she heard the truth in Barriss’ statements and had been hurt by the Order too much this time.

“They’re asking you back, Ahsoka,” Anakin said, moving to stand closer to her. “I’m asking you back.” He offered her, her Padawan beads.
Ahsoka looked down at them and then back up at Anakin. With both her hands, she closed Anakin’s. “I’m sorry, Master,” she said, “but I’m not coming back.”

You could feel your heartbreak and Anakin’s heartbreak as Ahsoka walked away. The doors closed behind her before Anakin ran after her. You and Obi-Wan moved to go with him but were stopped by Master Plo. With tears in your eyes, you looked around at the Jedi Council.

“Look at the damage you’ve done,” you said to them, not caring anymore about what they thought of you. “Perhaps Barriss spoke part of the truth… we have fallen far.”

Chapter Text

You and Anakin were breathing heavily as you circled each other, lightsabers drawn. You had been dueling for quite some time, both equally matched with no clear winner in sight. Sweat was running down your faces as you both were using all the energy you had.

Ahsoka had left the day before. Anakin wasn’t taking it well and you were having a hard time with the Council, making both of you need to get your frustrations out.

“I’ve never dueled with you where you’ve shown such aggression, Y/N/N,” Anakin commented. “Guess you’ve watched me too much. The Council would greatly disapprove of it.”
“Yeah, well—“ You lunged forward and hit your saber against his, “I don’t care.”

Channeling all your power, you kicked your leg out and successfully kicked him in the side, distracting him enough to disarm him. His lightsaber hilt came flying into your hand. You aimed both the sabers at him.

“At least I’m a winner,” you taunted.
“Are you so sure?” He questioned.

Anakin kicked his leg out to try and swipe your feet from under you. You jumped up and flipped over him. You came against his back and aimed the blades so close to his throat that he could feel the growing heat.

“Are you so sure Ani?” You snarled into his ear.

Anakin tensed at your tone. He had never heard it so dark before. That was very unlike you. You were the light that filled the Temple hallways. The Jedi’s hope. He threw his head back, hitting it against yours. You groaned as you stumbled back. Anakin was quick to spin around and use the Force to pin you against one of the pillars. You growled at the impact, angry.

“Seriously, Y/N, I have never felt this from you,” Anakin said, “even when we were younger.”

He let you down slowly to the floor. You sighed as you turned off the lightsabers and tossed Anakin’s back to him.

“I think that everything that has happened in the last couple of years is all finally getting to me,” you admitted. “I honestly don’t think this war will ever end. And that the Jedi Order will never go back to the way they were again… As peacekeeper… Then there’s the Jedi Council…”
“You’re now beginning to see what I’ve seen all along, aren’t you?” Anakin questioned. You sighed, not answering. “Obi-Wan and the rest of the Council would advise you to reign in your emotions, especially the newfound anger seeded in you.”
“Stop acting like you know anything about what I’m dealing with, Anakin. We’ve been on different paths since we got to the Order. We lived different lives—still do.”
“Yeah, and whose fault is that?”
“You blame me?”
“I wasn’t the one who offered to be separated. I would have fought for us to stay together!”
“There wasn’t a choice! I was just trying to protect you like I promised mother I’d do!”
“I don’t need your protection! I needed you by my side and you left me! You left me!”

You ground your teeth as you shot out your hand and slammed Anakin back into one of the pillars. You were breathing heavily with anger as you watched the pillar crack due to the force you had used. Anakin was groaning in pain as he sat on the ground, trying to recover. Looking at Anakin, watching him, your demeanor changed.

“Ani…” you gasped, tears pooling in your eyes. “I… I’m so sorry… I… I’ve never felt like that before. I—“
“What happened in here?” Obi-Wan asked, rushing into the room.

Obi-Wan had been in a Jedi Council meeting while he sensed your growing anger. He knew he had to get to you quickly before something happened. He had never felt anger like this from you before and it was concerning. His eyes flickered from the cracks in the pillar to you to Anakin. It was clear that you had done the damage to Anakin and the pillar, and that you felt immediate guilt afterward.

“I didn’t…” You shook your head as you let the tears fall. “I didn’t mean to…”
“Anakin,” Obi-Wan focused his attention on his former Padawan. “Are you alright?”
“Yeah,” Anakin muttered with a nod. “I’ll be alright.”
“I’m so sorry,” you apologized before racing out of the room.
“Y/N!” Obi-Wan called after you but made no move to chase you. He sighed as he helped Anakin to his feet. “Are you alright? What happened?”
“We were dueling, getting some aggression out. I’ve never seen her so angry and I was taunting her and,” Anakin sighed, “things were said that shouldn’t have been.”
“Like what?” Anakin stayed silent, replaying the scene in his head. “Like what, Anakin?”
“Like how I blame her for us being separated…”
“What? Do you truly believe that?”
“Yes… No… I don’t know…”

Obi-Wan shook his head, arms folded over his chest as he tried to figure out how to handle this situation.

“You should go after her,” Anakin told him. “She needs you and I need time to figure out everything for myself… Ahsoka leaving has truly messed with my head.”
“I think you are right,” Obi-Wan agreed before leaving in search of you.

~~~

You were trembling under the waterfall. Your eyes were closed as you were trying to meditate away the emotions you were feeling. Tears streamed down your face as your irregular breathing kept pulling your focus.

Obi-Wan was grateful that you hadn’t shut him out so that he could follow your signature. He was careful to crawl under the waterfall and join you. His signature branched out to you, ready for you to accept it when needed.

“Little star?” He whispered. Your body lurched forward slightly as you choked down a sob. Obi-Wan’s hands came out to catch you if you needed it but didn’t make contact. “How can I help you?”
“I’ve… I’ve felt anger before, but nothing like that,” your broken voice said quietly. Your eyes snapped open and looked at Obi-Wan. He inhaled sharply at how red and guilt-ridden they looked. “It took over me and I had no control… there’s so much darkness around me—inside of me… my light is gone.”
“No, no, no,” Obi-Wan shook his head and moved over to you more, pulling you onto his lap. “Your light is not gone. I can see it as we speak. Your guilt is proof that your light is there.” One of his hands came up to hold your face. “You are light, my little star.”
“Anakin blames me for… for everything.”
“He just needs to work through Ahsoka leaving. We all do. But we are going to help each other. We’re going to work through it.”
“Can you just hold me right now?”
Obi-Wan nodded as he kissed your temple. “I’ll hold you forever, little star.”

~~~

Whether any of you cared to admit it or not, you, Padme, Anakin, and Obi-Wan were all struggling with Ahsoka’s choice differently. It was obvious to you that nothing would ever truly be the same again after that. For example, you could sense the tiny rift in Obi-Wan and Anakin’s relationship and believed that it would only grow as the war continued, especially with Obi-Wan on the Jedi Council. The same with you and Anakin’s relationship.

You kept going on assignments as asked by the Jedi Council, but you were less cordial with them. Master Yoda and Obi-Wan had both expressed their apologies for not trusting you fully or speaking up for you and Ahsoka, but that didn’t fix what happened. Obi-Wan knew that now he was in an even more precarious position than before as your secret lover and a member of the Council. You were on rocky terms with the Council. One wrong move and you could be expelled from the Order.

Obi-Wan used the precious time you two had alone together to remind you that you were his little star, loved wholeheartedly by him. He never wanted you to forget that he was yours, no matter what happened. You appreciated how hard he tried to make you forget about what happened with the Jedi Council, Ahsoka, and the darkness, and pull you into focusing on just the two of you. But you couldn’t, not with the war and ever-growing darkness looming overhead that the Council either couldn’t sense or seemed to be ignoring.

At night, even as you lay next to Obi-Wan, you couldn’t stop yourself from having that nightmare of losing Ahsoka, Padme, Anakin, and Obi-Wan. It kept reminding you of the fact that Ahsoka was now gone and Padme was next.

You woke up with a jolt, breathing heavily as sweat pooled along your forehead. You glanced over at Obi-Wan to see that he was sleeping soundly. The Council had been running him ragged more than usual and it was taking a toll on him. As your mind raced, you knew that you wouldn’t be getting any more sleep. It took careful skill to maneuver out of Obi-Wan’s grasp and slip out of the bed. You glanced back at him as you snuck out of the room, jealous of his sleep.

You closed the door and found a position on the couch in Obi-Wan’s living area. Your eyes wandered around the room, studying it. The two of you had always spent more time in your room than his and spent the majority of time in the bedroom anyway. So being in his living room for this long was a new experience. You noted how there were no decorations. Obi-Wan was a simple man, so that didn’t surprise you. As you scanned the room, you noticed a book on the side table. Picking it up, you began to read it.

~~~

Obi-Wan inhaled deeply as he reached over to pull you into him. His arms fell flat against the bed, causing his senses to heighten. His eyes snapped open as he sat up and looked at where you should be in bed.

“Y/N?” He called, trying to push down the panic. His eyes flitted toward the refresher, noting how it was dark in there. “Y/N?” There was still no response. Obi-Wan moved his legs off the bed. “Y/N!” Obi-Wan moved off his bed in a panic, rushing out of his room in search of you. “Y/N!”
“Huh? Obi-Wan,” your voice was rough as you began to wake from where you had fallen asleep on the couch. The book you had started was laying open on your chest.
“Thank the Maker,” he muttered, hurrying to your side. “You had me so worried, little star.” His hands were trembling ever so slightly as they came up to cup your face. “I woke up and you weren’t there.”
“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to scare you. I had a nightmare and you looked so peaceful, I didn’t want to wake you.”
Obi-Wan let out a breathy chuckle as he kissed your forehead. “Please wake me next time… my heart wasn’t prepared to not have you at my side.”
You wrapped your arms around him as you looked into his eyes which were laced with fear. “I will wake you next time, I promise.” You kissed him softly.
“Come back to bed… please.”

You nodded and before you could even make a move to get off the couch, Obi-Wan at you in his arms and was carrying you back to the bedroom. He didn’t let you go once as he climbed back into bed and laid down. His arms kept you tightly against him like he was scared you were going to disappear.

“Obi-Wan… did you have a nightmare?” You carefully asked.
He sighed. “Lately, I have been more worried that one day I’ll wake up and you’ll be gone without a word.”
“Do you not trust me?”
“It is not you whom I don’t trust… it is everyone around you.”
You moved so that you could meet his eye. “I would never leave without you, Obi… I promise…” You placed your head back on his chest, letting your ear rest above his heart.
His arms tightened around you as he kissed your head. “I’m afraid I truly cannot live without you anymore, my little star. My attachment has deepened in more ways than I ever thought possible.”
“And I am the same with you.”

~~~

You were beginning to believe that the war would never end. It was constantly one mission after another; some Separatist plot to stop after another. You were at the Temple to rest for the night when Obi-Wan found you walking the hall.

“Little star,” he called, causing you to stop and wait for him to catch up.
“Obi-Wan,” you smiled lightly at him.
He could see how tired you were and hated that he had something else for you to do. “The Council is asking for you to join their meeting right now.”
“Why?”
“It is about Master Sifo-Dyas.”
“Sifo-Dyas? But he’s dead.”
“I know but a signal was received from his ship. We sent Master Plo Koon to investigate and he has found something. The Council requests for you to join them in the debrief.”
“Alright,” you nodded. “Lead the way.”

~~~

“Then it is the lost ship of Master Sifo-Dyas?” Windu questioned.

Master Plo was in hologram form in the center of the room, telling the Council about what he found. You were near the Council room doors, watching carefully.

“I found this at the crash site,” Plo said, revealing a lightsaber.
“Hmm, the lightsaber of Sifo-Dyas it is,” Yoda confirmed. “Never found when he died it was.”
“Master Kenobi, remind the Council of what you and Y/N discovered regarding Master Sifo-Dyas before the start of the clone wars,” Windu said.
“Our investigation of the bounty hunter, Jango Fett, led to Kamino,” Obi-Wan explained. “The Kaminoans recounted that it was Jedi Master Sifo-Dyas who ordered the production of a clone army.
“Without the consent of the Council or the Senate, he did this,” Yoda clarified.
“Prior to the blockade of Naboo, Sifo-Dyas sat on this Council until we judged his ideas to be… too extreme,” Windu added.

That was new information to you. You hadn’t known Sifo-Dyas had been judged. You were beginning to wish that he hadn’t died, that maybe he would have been a good fit as your Master.

“Indeed,” Plo agreed. “He said he foresaw a great conflict and that the Republic would need to raise an army. At the time, the Council rejected those ideas.”
“Well, it’s not the first time we’ve been wrong recently, is it?” Obi-Wan commented pointedly. You smirked.
“The creation of the clone army, kept secret from us Sifo-Dyas did,” Yoda said. “How this was done we know not, yet now a new piece of the puzzle we have. Perhaps clarity it will bring us, yes.” Plo’s hologram disappeared.
“Y/N,” Windu called to you. You moved to stand in the center of the room. “We know that you know the archives very well. We would like you to pull up everything we have on Master Sifo-Dyas and be ready to present it.”
“Yes, Master,” you responded with a bow of your head.

~~~

Since you knew your way around the archives, it took you less than an hour to gather all the information on Sifo-Dyas as you could and be ready to present. Master Yoda, Master Windu, Anakin, and Obi-Wan joined you in the archive presentation room while Master Koon did so via hologram.

“Our records definitively state that Master Sifo-Dyas died on Felucia,” you started, the large holo table showing what you were talking about as you went. “In the fifth quarter, a small skirmish broke out between the native Felucians. Master Sifo-Dyas was assigned to negotiate peace talks between the tribes. The negotiations failed, and Sifo-Dyas was killed.”
“What became of his body?” Plo asked.
You shook your head. “I’m afraid I cannot answer that. Any further information on this incident has been sealed.”
“On whose authority?” Windu wondered.
You took a deep breath, feeling the darkness once again as you answered. “By the office of the Supreme Chancellor.” You turned to face Master Yoda, who you knew would semi-listen to your concerns. “There is a great deal of darkness surrounding all this, Master Yoda. I first felt it on Kamino and I feel it again now.”
“Agree with you, I do,” Yoda responded. “To Felucia, you, Skywalker, and Kenobi will go. A trail long cold it is, yet still lay hidden there a clue might be. Question all who were present the day of Sifo-Dyas’ death, you must.”
“And what of the sealed file?” Windu asked.
“Speak with the Chancellor personally I will, to see what part in this the politics of the Senate have played.”

~~~

Felucia was a struggle, to say the least. The tribes there spoke an ancient dialect that was very hard to understand. After you, Anakin, and Obi-Wan had questioned members of the tribes, you called Master Yoda.

“We have spoken with the tribal leaders on Felucia,” Obi-Wan informed Yoda as soon as his hologram appeared. “They use a very ancient dialect, which is hard to understand, but from what we can make out when Master Sifo-Dyas died, he was not alone. There was a second Jedi here with him.”
“And the name of this second Jedi?” Yoda questioned.
“Either we don’t understand them, or they won’t say. It’s hard to tell. This is a primitive people we are dealing with. After his death, they cremated Sifo-Dyas’ body, and I’m afraid the trail goes cold there. Did you have any success with the Chancellor?”
“Hmm, as much success as usual, I am afraid. Pointed in another direction I am now. To speak with Valorum I go.”
“Valorum?” You repeated after Yoda had ended his side of the transmission. “The previous Chancellor?”
“He was the Chancellor at the time all this occurred,” Obi-Wan noted. “It would have been his office that locked the files.”
“Nothing is added up,” you shook your head. “Something is off.”
“I sense it too,” Anakin added.
“Perhaps we can figure it out as we try and get more answers out of these tribe leaders,” Obi-Wan said.
“If only we could actually understand them.”

~~~

It wasn’t long after Master Yoda ended his transmission that he called you back and asked you to look into Silman, Valorum’s former personal aide. Valorum had informed Yoda that Silman was sent with Master Sifo-Dyas and not another Jedi. Anakin, Obi-Wan, and yourself went around to the tribes again and asked them if they remembered Silman. Once you were finished with that, the three of you jumped on another call with Master Plo and Master Yoda

“The Felucians know nothing of this Silman,” Obi-Wan told them. “No one there seems to know anything about him.”
Anakin used his comlink to zoom up on a hologram picture of the necklace Silman was wearing. “What’s that symbol he’s wearing?” He asked.
“The symbol of the high Chancellor, before the war, Chancellor Valorum,” Yoda explained.
“So we have one dead Jedi with no physical evidence of a body,” Obi-Wan began recounting, “a second Jedi who appeared on Felucia that we have no record of, and now this Silman, personal attaché to the Chancellor, is missing?”
“Yet now we know Sifo-Dyas and Silman were both on Oba Diah,” Anakin said, “according to Chancellor Valorum.”
“The crashed shuttle I found was located on a moon which orbits the Pyke planet,” Plo explained.
“Hmm,” Yoda hummed. “To the Pykes you must go, to Oba Diah, yes.”

You, Obi-Wan, and Anakin bowed your heads as the transmission ended.

“Let’s get going,” Anakin said, leading the way to the ship.

~~~

Guards were awaiting your arrival on the landing platform on Oba Diah. You, Obi-Wan, and Anakin followed them inside the palace to a throne room. There were servants and palace nobles watching from their places against the walls as you walked toward the throne where Lom Pyke, head of the Pyke Syndicate, was seated.

“I cannot remember the last time a Jedi came here,” Lom commented. “Many years it has been.”
“Funny you should say that. We’re looking for a Jedi that got lost here,” Obi-Wan responded. “His name is Sifo-Dyas.”
“Oh, the Jedi Sifo-Dyas was here, but that was a long time ago.”
“Master Sifo-Dyas’ ship was found, crashed on a moon orbiting this world,” Anakin explained.
“What you found, we know nothing of.” A drink was handed to Lom. “Would the Jedi like to join us for a refreshment?”
Anakin was going to decline but Obi-Wan quickly stepped forward. “The Pykes’ offer is kindly accepted,” he said.

Anakin looked your way and rolled his eyes. Lom snapped his fingers and a slave brought a tray of drinks. You stared at the slave, images of your time at the educational facility that the Zygerrians owned flashed through your mind. Obi-Wan cleared his throat as he handed you one of the glasses. His eyes were full of question and concern. You shook your head to dismiss him as you grabbed your drink.

“To friendship,” Lom chuckled, lifting his glass.
“Friendship,” Obi-Wan replied, lifting his glass as well.

Lom downed his drink but the three of you kept yours in the glass. Your eyes narrowed as you noticed the necklace around his neck. It was the same necklace that Silman was wearing in the picture.

“What an interesting necklace that is,” you commented, pulling Obi-Wan and Anakin’s attention to it as well. “May I have a look?”
“Perhaps the Pykes have taken enough of the Jedi’s time,” Lom replied.
“Oh, no, no. It’s no bother at all,” Obi-Wan responded. “The Jedi are happy to know all the Pykes’ secrets.”

Anakin shot out his hand and used the Force to tear the necklace from Lom’s neck. The guards quickly aimed their weapons at the three of you.

“We have no quarrel with the Jedi,” Lom stated.
“Maybe you should tell us why you’re wearing the crest of the Chancellor’s personal advisor,” Anakin demanded, throwing his drink to the ground.
Lom sighed before standing. “I am confused. Is the Jedi looking for a Jedi Master or someone else?”
“Stop playing games. Sifo-Dyas was traveling with an advisor. They were sent here to negotiate with you.”
Lom laughed. “Well, it looks like you have finally put the pieces together. The man you are looking for is here. Come, follow me.”

Lom and two of his guards led the three of you into an elevator and down to the lower levels.

“The Pykes wanted to gain an advantage over the other crime families,” Lom told you as he guided you out of the elevator and down a large hall, “so alliances were made. One alliance was with a man named Tyranus.”
You and Obi-Wan looked at each other in a bit of surprise. “We’ve heard that name before,” you said. “Jango Fett mentioned it during our Kamino investigation.”
“Tyranus wanted Sifo-Dyas dead. The Pykes were well paid to shoot down his ship. However, any man that is willing to pay to have a Jedi killed is dangerous and unpredictable. The Pykes inspected the crash to retrieve the Jedi’s body for proof. But with the dead Jedi, the Pykes found another, still alive.”
“Silman, the Chancellor’s aide?” Obi-Wan questioned.
“The Pykes gave Tyranus Sifo-Dyas, but the Pykes didi not tell Tyranus of Silman. The Pykes needed insurance.” Lom stopped in front of a set of doors.
“Insurance?” Anakin repeated.
“Yes, and now the Pykes can bargain. We give you Silman. You forget about the Pykes’ treachery against the Jedi.”

The doors opened and you, Obi-Wan, and Anakin stepped into a small entryway that led to another door. The door slid up automatically, leading into a larger, circular room.

“Hello?” Obi-Wan called out. You could sense Silman, cowering behind a round metal place in the center.
“Who—who’s there?” Silman whimpered.
“We are Jedi sent to find you.”
“Jedi?” He peeked over the round metal center. “To find me? Why me? I was betrayed, forgotten… long ago.”
“No one knew you were alive.”
“Quick. Maybe you have some food. Have you—have you any food?”
“Of course,” Anakin said, pulling out a supply bar.
“Oh, oh!” Silman crawled over. You could tell that time had not just this man any good for his mind. “Oh, oh, oh! Oh! Thank you, my friend! A supply bar!” He took it from Anakin’s hand. “Mmm, mmm. Delicious.” Silman held it up to his nose and sniffed it. “You see, I was so frightened I would have nothing to serve.”
“Serve?” You repeated.
“My—my babies. They get so angry when I have nothing to serve.”
“We might have a problem here,” Anakin muttered.
“He is clearly unwell,” you said.
“I think you’ve been cooped up in here too long, old man,” Anakin said to Silman.
“We’ve come to take you home,” Obi-Wan added.
“Home?” Silman questioned. “No, no, this is my home. I can’t leave my friends.”
“You were traveling with Jedi Master Sifo-Dyas. Tell us what happened to him.”
Silman cackled. “Sifo-Dyas? He died. Died, died, died, died. Tricked, we were. The Pykes are not to be trusted. Oh, no, no, no, no, no. But the Pykes were not the ones. No, no, the Pykes were not the reason.”
“Who was responsible?” Anakin asked.
“Someone powerful, someone who—who wanted to be Sifo-Dyas.”

You inhaled sharply as you felt a familiar dark presence come closer. Obi-Wan and Anakin focused on Silman as you turned around and slowly started walking out of the room. You could hear choking from the guards.

“Why?” Questioned Obi-Wan.
“All is deception,” Silman continued. “Can’t you see?”

You stepped out of the rooms and back into the hallway. You gasped when you saw the person in the cloak coming toward you.

“Count Dooku,” you whispered.
“Hello,” Dooku smirked. “How is the Council’s favorite?” You growled as you ignited your saber. “What are you doing here?”
“I,” Dooku stepped forward, holding his hand out, “am here to finish off some loose ends.”

You could hear choking coming from the room Anakin, Obi-Wan, and Silman was in. You looked in to see Silman writhing in the air briefly before falling to the ground, dead. Anakin and Obi-Wan sharply turned around to see Dooku in front of you. Dooku ignited his lightsaber causing Obi-Wan and Anakin to quickly do the same.

“Dooku. For once, you actually came to do your own dirty work,” Anakin commented.
“Sometimes things are just that important,” Dooku replied, tossing off his cloak.

You, Obi-Wan, and Anakin lunged at Dooku. It would never cease to amaze you at how Dooku could fight the three of you with one lightsaber and one hand behind his back so effortlessly. The four of you ended up outside on a bridge. Dooku kicked Obi-Wan, causing him to land on the edge of the bridge. You quickly used the Force to stabilize Obi-Wan, preventing him from falling, while Anakin kept on dueling Dooku. Once you had gotten Obi-Wan back on stable ground, you could feel the pain in Obi-Wan radiating from where Dooku had kicked him.

“You’re injured,” you noted, worried.
“I’m fine, little star,” Obi-Wan replied, giving you a small smile. “Just a bruise.”

You and Obi-Wan joined Anakin in the duel against Dooku as Lom and a bunch of his men ran out from the other side of the bridge.

“You have no business left with the Pykes, Tyranus,” Lom said.
“Tyranus?” You questioned, looking at Dooku.
“You are the man called Tyranus?” Obi-Wan asked.
“I told you everything you needed to know on Geonosis all those years ago, Kenobi,” Dooku responded. “You and Y/N should have joined me. Sifo-Dyas understood. He saw the future. That is why he helped me.”
“You lie. Minister Lom, if you are going to help us, now is the time.”
“Kill Tyranus!” Lom ordered.

Lom’s guards began shooting at Dooku from all sides. Dooku shot out his arms and used the Force to push you, Obi-Wan, Anakin, and the guards behind you away. Glancing briefly at each other, the three of you Jedi used the Force to try and do the same but Dooku quickly jumped up to avoid it. He landed in front of Lom, piercing the Pyke with his saber. Dooku backed up to the ledge with you, Obi-Wan, and Anakin cornering him. With ease, Dooku withdrew his lightsaber and stepped off the edge. The three of you ran to the edge to see that Dooku and landed easily on a ship to be able to reach his own.

Obi-Wan turned to Anakin. “We’ll give you a push,” he said.

With a nod from you, you and Obi-Wan used the Force to toss Anakin onto the ship that Dooku had landed on. Anakin and Dooku quickly began dueling, but it was only mere moments before Dooku was causing the ship to crash. Dooku smirked as he jumped onto his own ship and flew away.

“The Council is not going to like this,” you mumbled.

~~~

Upon arriving back at your own ship, Obi-Wan, Anakin, and yourself immediately contacted the Council to inform them of what had happened.

“Know now we do that guide the creation of the clones from the beginning, Dooku did,” Yoda said, after receiving the information. “Hmm, our enemy created an army for us.”
“If this was known, public confidence in the war effort, the Jedi, and the Republic would vanish,” Windu said. “There would be mass chaos.”
“Cover up this discovery we must. No one, not even the Chancellor, may know.”
“I don’t believe that to be a wise idea,” you spoke freely, not caring anymore about what your Masters thought of you.
“Your decision, it is not… Valiant men, the clones have proven to be. Saved my life and yours they have many times. Believe in them we must.”
“It is not that I don’t believe in them, it’s that I don’t believe in who asked them to be created… and keeping any more secrets.”
“Win the war swiftly we must, before our enemy’s designs reach completion, whatever they may be.”
“Are you sure we are taking the right path?” Windu questioned Yoda, which surprised you.
“Hmm, the right path, no. The only path, yes. Designed by the Dark Lord of the Sith, this web is. For now, play his game we must.”

The transmission ended and you shook your head. You could see why Yoda believed that, but playing the Dark Lord’s game didn’t sit well with you. You couldn’t see a good solution at the end of all that.

“I’m going to the back for a moment,” Obi-Wan said. “Are you good to fly us home, Anakin?”
“Always,” Anakin scoffed.

Obi-Wan nodded and headed to the back. You waited a few moments before following after Obi-Wan. You found him taking off his top robes with a pained groan. You could see the bruise from where Dooku kicked him. It was already dark and ugly.

“Sit down,” you directed as you grabbed the med-kit.
“I am fine,” Obi-Wan tried to brush you off but only winced in pain as he sat.
“Clearly, you are not.” You came over to him and sat beside him. You opened the kit and took out a bacta patch. “Hold still.” You ripped open the patch and took it out before carefully placing it onto Obi-Wan’s bruise. He sucked in a breath. “Sorry.”
“It’s fine.”

You finished placing the patch, going over it gently before pulling away. Obi-Wan caught your hand. Your eyes went to his as his hand guided yours back to the bacta patch.

“Your touch is healing,” Obi-Wan whispered, keeping your hand in place.
You nodded and leaned in, placing a kiss on his cheek and then his temple. “I would do more, but I don’t want Anakin to see,” you admitted. “Though, I am sure he knows.”
“I am sure. But I agree.” He moved his head to kiss your temple, his arm coming around to hold you to his side. You sighed as your head rested on his shoulder. “I can sense how tired you are, little star.”
“I’m always tired now.”
He chuckled. “I understand the feeling. I promise we can rest when we return to the Temple.”
“You know that is not something you can promise… the Council will probably call a meeting.”
“And I will return to your side after. I will tell them of my injury and say that I need the night to rest.”
“They will probably grant you what you wish since you are a Council member.”
“And I will use that to my advantage to be at your side tonight.”
“I wish it could be every night.”
“Me too, my dear… me too.”

Chapter Text

You sighed, pushing further back into Obi-Wan as he pressed kisses along your bare skin.

“Good morning, little star,” he mumbled against your skin.
“Morning,” you muttered tiredly. You could feel Obi-Wan chuckle against you.
“Still not awake, are you?”
“Nope… you woke me up.”
“I’m sorry, my dear.”
You turned around to bury your face into his chest. “No, you’re not.”
Obi-Wan kissed your head. “You’re right, I’m not.”

You pressed a kiss to his chest as Obi-Wan’s hands began rubbing up and down your back. The two of you lay there in silence, simply enjoying the quiet moment together. It had been too long since the two of you had been able to share an intimate moment like this; the war constantly getting in the way. After a few minutes, you moved your head up and kissed Obi-Wan.

“I love you,” you mumbled against his lips. The kiss began to grow heated and when you had the chance to say something again you took it, “I want to marry you.”
“What?” Obi-Wan pulled away so that he could look into your eyes. He was trying to see how serious you were.
“I want to marry you, Obi-Wan… I want more with you than just this secret relationship. I want to be yours forever and for you to be mine forever.”
“My little star,” Obi-Wan’s hands moved to gently hold your face, “there is nothing more in this galaxy that I would want than to marry you.” He leaned in and kissed you softly, playfully pulling your bottom lip with him when he pulled away. “I do wish you would have waited a bit longer because I was going to tell you that same thing and give you something.”
“You were?”

Obi-Wan turned and pulled open the drawer on his bedside table. He reached in and pulled out a black box. Closing the drawer, he turned back around and held the black box up to you. You slowly took it from him and opened it. You gasped when you saw two matching rings. They were a dark grey with lines twisting in and out of each other.

“I made them out of my old saber,” Obi-Wan explained. “The one I had before I was made a Jedi Master on the Council. The one that was with me when we were reunited after ten years.”
“Our first mission,” you whispered, picking up one of the bands to expect it closer.
“Yes. It was then I realized that I didn’t understand how I lived without you. That quickly turned into love—a love so deep in me that I will never be able to let it go.”
“How long have you had these?”
“Since just after Zygerria and the educational facility...” You swallowed down the memories. “I’ve simply been waiting for the right time to show them to you. We’ve been a bit busy with the war and everything, I wanted to show you them at the perfect moment. I was going to take you up to where we first confessed our love, the top of that apartment building. But I guess you just couldn’t wait.”
“This is perfect enough.” You kissed him. “The rings are beautiful. I’m guessing that one of the rings is for you and the other is for me?”
“That would be correct.”
“I love that they are matching.” You sighed as you placed the one you were holding back in its spot. “I wish we could wear them.”
“But we can.” Obi-Wan pulled two necklace chains from the box. “I made this as well. We can wear the rings on them and they are long enough so that the rings are hidden under our robes.”
“You do always say to have a backup plan.”
“May I?”

You nodded, turning around. You made sure that Obi-Wan had plenty of access to your neck. Obi-Wan took one of the chains and laced your ring through it. He reached over and placed the necklace around your neck and used the clasp to keep it there. He leaned in and kissed where the necklace clasp met your skin. Once he was done, you turned back around. You took the other chain from the box and Obi-Wan’s matching ring and laced them together. Obi-Wan watched you as you reached around and clasped the chain around his neck. Your hands slid over his skin, down his neck, and onto his chest, stopping when they reached where the ring was sitting.

“I know that these rings are not enough,” Obi-Wan whispered, running one of his hands down your arm. “They aren’t the same as a ceremony, but I am afraid a ceremony will have to wait until after the war is over.”
You sighed. You understood why you had to wait until the war was over, didn’t mean you wanted to. “Will the war ever be over?”
“Soon, little star, soon.” He kissed your forehead. “For now, we will just have to savor these moments together.” His hand came under your chin and gently guided up your head to force you to look at him. “I love you, my little star.”
“I love you more.”

~~~

“My so happy to see you,” Padme said with a large smile.

She walked toward you with open arms, quickly enveloping you in a hug. Your brows furrowed as you noticed how her abdomen was pushing into you more than usual. You could feel the change in the Force around her. It was stronger now. Padme allowed you to pull back slightly, keeping her hands on your arms.

“It’s been too long,” she said.
“It has,” you admitted. “And clearly things have changed.” You looked down at her belly to confirm your suspicions. Padme was pregnant.
She sighed. “I’ve wanted to tell you but Anakin doesn’t even know yet. He’s been so busy that I haven’t been able to tell him yet.”
“I promise that your secret is safe with me.” Padme led you to sit beside her on the couch in her living area. “I have something I want to show you as well.” You fished into your robes and pulled out the chain, the ring dangling from it.
Padme gasped as her hand came up to grab the ring. “Did Obi-Wan—“
“Technically, I did—or we both did. I don’t know it just kind of happened.”
“It’s beautiful.”
“It is,” you smiled. “He made it out of his old lightsaber. He has a matching one on a chain around his neck as well.”
“I’m so happy for you both.” Her hand carefully dropped the ring and went to rest on her growing belly.
“As I am for you and Ani.”
“You’re going to be an aunt.”
“I guess I am… wow. I’ve never even thought about that… being an aunt or, I guess, even having children of my own.”
“Would you? Have children of your own, I mean?”
“I don’t… I don’t know. I don’t know how Obi-Wan feels about it. I am sure he would respect my decision either way and would be ecstatic to be a father. But I do not know if it is in the cards for me…”
“I will support you, whatever you decide.” She placed a hand on your knee. “We are sisters after all.”
“Yes, sisters… I do enjoy the sound of that.”
“Yes, and besides,” she took one of your hands and placed it on her swollen belly, “you having no kids means all your love goes towards mine and you easily become the favorite.”
You laughed. “I guess you’re right.”

You flattened your hand and allowed yourself to feel the Force emanating from her belly. Your brows furrowed as you felt the amount of Force that couldn’t come from one being alone.

“What is it?” Padme asked, concerned. “What’s wrong?”
It took a second for you to shake your head and send her a comforting smile. “It’s nothing,” you responded. You quickly told yourself that the clearly Force sensitive child in her womb was just strengthening Padme’s own Force signature. “The Force is just very strong with your little one.”
“I’m not surprised since their father is Anakin Skywalker.”
“Hopefully, they do not gain anything else from their father.”
“Anakin is a good man with many good qualities— strong qualities, albeit, but good qualities.”
“I know. The child will be lucky to have him as a father.”
“Do you… I haven’t exactly been able to talk to Anakin about this but I would like to see it from your side if I can… Do you think Anakin will leave the Order because of this?”
You took a deep breath, reigning in your thoughts. “I do… the Order is too restricting for Anakin, always has been. This will just give him the needed push. Though, like Obi-Wan, he would not leave the Order until the job is done.”
“You mean the war? Neither of them will leave until the war is through. That makes sense. I do appreciate your honesty.”
“Of course. I do hope that you and Anakin can speak soon. I can’t imagine holding onto something like this for so long.”
“I hope so as well.”

~~~

You and Commander Crak were rushing to Yerbana with Anakin and Captain Rex, where Commander Cody and Obi-Wan were in desperate need of reinforcements. When you arrived on Yerbana, you could see the siege of droids attacking the clones from the ground and the air. Anakin barely landed your ship before you got shot out of the sky.

“Crak, I need you to get our battalion on the ground,” you ordered.
“Yes, General,” Crak replied before rushing off.
“Rex, make sure your men are ready for Anakin’s plan.”
“They always are,” Rex responded before heading off with R2 trailing him.
You turned to Anakin. “I still don’t know about this plan of yours.” You shook your head.
“Oh, come on, sis,” Anakin teased. “My plans are the best.”

You rolled your eyes as you followed Anakin onto the bridge where the main battle was happening. The two of you walked with ease through the fight to the frontlines, barely blocking any shots with your sabers. You found Cody and Obi-Wan hiding behind one of the fallen droids as they tried to avoid getting shot.

“Anakin and Y/N, where are you?” Obi-Wan muttered.
“We’re right here,” you said, pulling Obi-Wan’s attention to you. You smirked.
“What are you doing down there?” Anakin asked.
“We taking cover,” Obi-Wan answered. “Now get down!”
“You’re not serious. There’s only a thousand droids down there, tops.” Anakin moved to stand on top of the fallen droid. You came closer, standing behind him.
“What are you two up to? Where’s Captain Rex and Commander Crak?”
“We already finished our battle, so we decided to come help you with yours.”
“You’re overdoing it. Again.”
Anakin turned and knelt down on the droid to get a better view of Obi-Wan. “Master, I mean no disrespect. If you want, I can hide here with you, and we can let the people in the city suffer longer.”
“Now, Anakin, you know I—“
“Or, we can do things my way and help them now.”
“Alright,” Obi-Wan sighed. “I know better than to try and stop you. What’s your plan this time?”
“Stay here.” Anakin moved off the droid and headed towards where the others were firing from.
Obi-Wan looked at you. “You know his plan, right?”
“Just trust us, Obi-Wan,” you said. “We know what we are doing, I promise.”

As soon as the droids noticed Anakin coming toward them, they ceased fire and aimed everything at him.

“Hold your fire!” Anakin requested loudly. “Hold your fire. I have come to surrender.”
“He can’t be serious,” Obi-Wan muttered.
“You forces fought valiantly, and I must admit that we are overmatched by your superior firepower. I congratulate you, for I have fought in many battles on many planets, always been victorious against the droid army.”
“He’s stalling,” Obi-Wan turned to you. “Why is he stalling?”
You looked at Obi-Wan. “Patience, Master Jedi,” you teased. “All in good time.”
“So, it is with these thoughts in mind,” Anakin continued, rambling a bit, “that I gladly surrender myself to the mercy of the Separatist forces.”
You couldn’t stop the grin that formed across your lips as you saw the tactical droid join the commanding droids on the main line. “There he is,” you muttered.
“Now, R2!” Anakin shouted.

Anakin quickly used the Force to pull the tactical droid toward him and get it in half with his lightsaber. With Rex and Crak leading the charge, clones began to fly out from underneath the bridge using jet packs. They started firing on the droids. Cody looked at you and Obi-Wan. Obi-Wan smiled slightly as he shrugged.

“General,” Cody said.
“Yes, Cody,” Obi-Wan responded. “You may join the fun as well.”
“Yes, sir.” Cody stood up. “Blast them!” He ordered his men as they all ran toward the droids.
Obi-Wan stood up to stand beside you. “I suspect it was all his idea?”
“Of course,” you responded as the two of you headed towards Anakin, who hadn’t moved from his spot. “I would have never thought to hide the clones underneath the bridge.” You took a look at his face, which was dirty from fighting. “Are you injured at all?”
“No, my dear. I am fine.” The two of you finally met up with Anakin, clones still running toward the battle. “Bravo, Anakin. You’ve done it again.”
“Oh, I can’t take all the credit,” Anakin said. “Your state of helplessness really sold them on my surrender talk.”
“Always glad to help, my friend.”
Anakin’s comlink beeped and the three of you turned away from the battle. “Skywalker here. What is it, Admiral?”
“Sir, we’ve received a transmission from someone using your sub space frequency “Fulcrum”,” Admiral Yularen informed Anakin.
“Saw Gerrera?”
“Perhaps the siege at Onderon has taken a turn for the worse,” Obi-Wan suggested with his hand rubbing his beard.
“No, sir, it’s not Gerrera,” Yularen said. “You had best take this transmission here on the ship. All of you.”
“Alright, Admiral,” Anakin responded.

~~~

On the ride up to Anakin’s star cruiser, Obi-Wan was able to clean his face up and put his Jedi cloak over his warn clothes. You had watched, wishing you could help him yourself. You had noticed that he was getting grey above his ears. You wanted to mock him about it and run your fingers through the hairs but now was not the time. When you arrived on the star cruiser, the three of you went straight to the main control room.

“Alright, Admiral,” Anakin said as you entered. “What’s so important you brought us all the way back here?”

The three of you froze as you saw who was on the holo table. Bo-Katan and Ahsoka. Ahsoka had grown so much over the short time span. Her hologram looked back at the three of you.

“Hello, Master,” she greeted. “It’s been a while.”

Anakin stared in shock. You, Obi-Wan, and Yularen carefully watched him.

“Ah… Ahsoka. Wha—” Anakin was clearly struggling to form a coherent thought. “I don’t believe it! How are you? Where are you? Ar—Are you okay?”
“I’m alright,” Ahsoka responded with great seriousness. “Thank you. I wish we had more time to talk, but I have urgent information for the three of you.”
“What is it, Ahsoka?” Obi-Wan questioned.
“Lady Bo-Katan and I have located the renegade Sith Lord, Maul. And if we move swiftly, we believe we can capture him.”

~~~

You, Obi-Wan, Anakin, and R2 walked through the star cruiser’s hangar. Obi-Wan was clearly in deep thought while Anakin was almost too excited.

“It all makes sense now,” Anakin stated.
“What?” Obi-Wan asked.
“If Ahsoka hadn’t left the Order, then she wouldn’t have been where she needed to be.”
“That’s one way to look at it, I suppose.”
Anakin rushed around to stop in front of Obi-Wan. “It’s the only way to look at it. We’re gonna capture Maul, finally. I thought you would be more excited about this.”
Obi-Wan moved around Anakin to keep heading toward Ahsoka’s landing ship. “I am cautiously optimistic.”
Anakin looked at you, hoping to get something. “I don’t know what to think anymore,” you told him honestly before following after Obi-Wan.

Anakin came to your side to finish watching the ship land. Ahsoka was the first, and only, one to walk down the ramp. R2 beeped with excitement as the droid hurried over to Ahsoka. She placed a hand on the top of the droid who continued excitedly beeping at her before she walked over to your group. Bo-Katan and other Mandalorians followed suit.

“Ahsoka,” Anakin greeted happily, “I’m so glad—“
Ahsoka held her hand up. “We’ll have to catch up another time,” she said. You could feel Anakin’s disappointment. “Things are moving quickly.”
Bo-Katan moved to Ahsoka’s side. “Every minute we waste here gives Maul an opportunity to slip away,” she said.
“We understand,” Obi-Wan said. “Please follow me.”

The group followed Obi-Wan to the control room and around the holo table. Ahsoka pulled up a planetary system as she began to explain.

“Bo-Katan had been tracking Maul’s movements for several months,” she explained. “I was able to obtain some transmission codes from the Pykes on Oba Diah, which helped her pinpoint some of his previous locations.”
“What were you doing on Oba Diah?” Anakin asked.
“That’s a long story and not really relevant right now.”
“What is relevant,” Bo-Katan cut in, “is that we know Maul is on Mandalore in the city of Sundari.” She changed the hologram to show the city.
“You’re certain of this?” Asked Obi-Wan. You could feel growing turmoil in him.
“He arrived two days ago.”
“So why not take him yourself? Or, to be more specific, what do you want from the Republic?”
“I don’t have the numbers needed for a siege. Without a complete lockdown of the city, Maul will escape again. That’s why I’m proposing a joint operation. If we are successful, you’ll have Maul and I’ll have Mandalore.”
You and Obi-Wan shared a glance. “If Republic forces aid you in your assault, it will break treaties that are a hundred years old. We will effectively be drawn into yet another war.”
“What’s one more?”
“Well, we’re not finished with our first one yet,” Anakin said.
“I will advise the Jedi Council of this development,” Obi-Wan said, going to turn around.
“There’s no time!” Bo-Katan shouted. “Maul’s influence on Mandalore is destroying my people! He murdered their ruler, my sister! I thought she meant something to you!”
“She did. And still does in some ways. But I cannot allow my feelings to cloud my judgment. The Council will decide what our course of action will be.” He turned and left the room.
Bo-Katan looked at Ahsoka. “I told you this was a waste of time.” She left out the other door with the other Mandalorians.
You sighed. “It’s been good seeing you, Ahsoka,” you said. “I am going to go talk to Obi-Wan before he talks to the Council.” You hurried out and quickly found Obi-Wan. “So… you still have feelings for Satine?”
Obi-Wan sighed. “Only those of friendship. I promise, little star,” he replied. “My heart belongs to you.”
“Tell me you want to help Mandalore. They need our help and no one will fight for them like you will, I know it.”
“I want to, but it may not be the right thing to do. We are already in the middle of a war.”
“Please don’t let the Council sway you too far from your own judgment, Obi.”

~~~

You were trying to meditate when the ship’s alarm began blaring. You went racing out to where you felt Anakin and Ahsoka to be, Obi-Wan quickly meeting up with the group.

“Anakin, Y/N, Rex, prepare all forces,” Obi-Wan ordered. “We’re jumping to hyperspace immediately.”
“Yes, sir,” Rex responded. “Men, with me!” The clones began racing around.
“So the attack on Mandalore was approved?” Anakin asked.
“No, it’s Coruscant,” Obi-Wan said. “Grievous has attacked the capitol.”
“What about the Chancellor?”
“Shaak Ti has been sent to protect him, but Master Windu has lost contact with her. Not to worry. Our fleet can be there within the hour.”
“So that’s it?” Ahsoka questioned. “You’re going to abandon Bo-Katan and her people?”
“Ahsoka, surely you understand this is a pivotal moment in the clone wars. The heart of the Republic is under attack.”
“I understand that, as usual, you’re playing politics. This is why the people have lost faith in the Jedi. I had too, until I was reminded of what the Order means to people who truly need us.”
“Right now, people on Coruscant need us.”
“No. The Chancellor needs you.”
“That’s not fair.”
“I’m not trying to be.”
“I’ll divide the 501st,” Anakin jumped in, “make a new division under Ahsoka’s command.”
“Unfortunately, Ahsoka is no longer a part of the Grand Army of the Republic,” Obi-Wan responded.
“That doesn’t matter and you know it,” you finally spoke up. “Rex can be promoted to Commander and he will lead the new division. Ahsoka can go with him as an adviser. What do you think, Ahsoka?”
“I accept,” Ahsoka responded. “That is, if Obi-Wan agrees.”
Obi-Wan took a moment. He looked around at you, Anakin, and Ahsoka. “Very well,” he said. “May the Force be with you.” He turned to leave but stopped. “Oh, one other thing: I killed Maul once. Best to capture him. He doesn’t seem to stay dead.” Obi-Wan left.
“Thanks for the support. As always.”
“Of course, Ahsoka,” you responded, pulling her in for a hug. “I wish I could come with you,” you whispered, “but things are so much more complicated now than you know.”
“Maybe someday we can sit down and talk.”
You pulled away with a smile. “Someday. Good luck.”

You walked out of the hangar, allowing Ahsoka and Anakin some much-needed time alone.

Chapter Text

You, Anakin, and Obi-Wan flew your starfighters in sync as you left the star cruiser hangar and joined the battle just below the cruiser. The three of you were dodging attacks as you aimed for the battleship that the Chancellor was being kept in.

“Master, General Grievous’s ship is directly ahead,” Anakin stated in the comlink, “the one crawling with vulture droids.”
“Oh, I see it,” Obi-Wan responded. “Oh, this is going to be easy.”
You scoffed. “No mission with the two of you is ever easy,” you said. As you flew closer to the ship, you could see the vulture droids begin to head towards your starfighters.
“Oddball, do you copy?”
“Copy, Red Leader,” Oddball responded.
“Mark my position. Form your squad up behind me.”
“We’re on your tail, General Kenobi.”
“This is where the fun begins,” Anakin said. You could hear the smile on his face.
“I am very concerned about what your idea of fun is, Ani,” you told him.
“Let them pass between us,” Obi-Wan warned as the vulture droids drew closer.

The three of you, along with the clones in their own ships, were dodging both oncoming blasts and vulture droids.

“They’re all over me,” one of the clones announced. “Get them off my—“ Static. You took a deep breath as you felt the loss of the life Force.
“I’m gonna go help them out,” Anakin stated.
“No,” Obi-Wan quickly replied. “No, they are doing their job so we can do ours.”
“Missiles!” You shouted, noticing four of them heading towards your group.
“Pull up!” Anakin ordered. You did as directed.
“They overshot us,” Obi-Wan said.
“They’re coming around.”

The three of you split up to break the missiles away from each other. Two followed Anakin, while one followed you and one followed Obi-Wan.

“Okay,” you said, speaking to yourself as you lacked a droid on your ship with you, “let’s avoid getting killed today.”
“Please do try to avoid that,” Obi-Wan’s voice filled your ears, proving that nothing said was safe in the starfighters with the comlink on your head.
“As long as you do the same.”

You flew down, close to one of the Separatists ships. The missile followed you. As it neared, you prepared your plan. You were incredibly close to the ship, one wrong move and you would crash into it and explode. You took a deep breath, waiting for the opportune moment, before suddenly turning sharply around the ship. The missile wasn’t able to move that fast and hit the Separatist ship.

“Flying is for droids,” you heard Obi-Wan mutter. You laughed lightly. “I’m hit! Anakin? Y/N?”
“I see them,” Anakin responded. “Buzz droids.” You pulled up your starfighter to see them as well, all over Obi-Wan’s ship.
“R4, be careful. You have a—“ You watched as R4’s head was ripped off and thrown into the air. “Oh, dear.” You slowed down and lined up behind Obi-Wan’s ship. “They’re shutting down all the controls.”
“Move to the right so I can get a clear shot at them.”
“The mission. Get to the command ship. Get the Chancellor. I’m running out of tricks here.” You began shooting buzz droids off of Obi-Wan’s ship, occasionally hitting it and not the droids. “Oh! In the name of— Hold your fire! You’re not helping here.”
“I agree,” you responded, pulling up. “Bad idea.”
“Hey, I was thinking of doing the same thing,” Anakin admitted. “Better you had tried than me.”
“I can’t see a thing,” Obi-Wan said. “My cockpit’s fogging. They’re all over me.”

You and Anakin flew your ships to either side of Obi-Wan’s. You glanced at each other through the windows and nodded. You both tilted your fighters and hit Obi-Wan’s ship lightly to try and knock off some of the buzz droids.

“Move to the right,” Anakin instructed.
“Hold on,” Obi-Wan said. “You’ll get us all killed. Get out of here. There’s nothing more you can do.”
“I’m not leaving without you!” You exclaimed.

You could feel great worry building up inside of you. You and Anakin tried again, scrapping your ship’s wings along Obi-Wan’s. The two of you successfully knocked off some of the buzz droids. One of the buzz droids climbed onto Anakin’s ship.

“Get him, R2,” Anakin said. “Watch out.”
“R2, hit the buzz droid’s center eye,” Obi-Wan advised. R2 beeped, doing what Obi-Wan said and getting rid of the buzz droid.
“Way to go, R2,” you cheered.
“Great, R2.” Now that there were no more buzz droids on Obi-Wan’s ship, you could return your focus to the mission.
“The general’s command ship is dead ahead,” Anakin stated, aiming straight for the hangar bay.
“Well, have you noticed the shields are still up?”
“Sorry, Master.”
“I’ve got them,” you said.

You aimed for the shield generators and fired, successfully blowing them up. Quickly, the hangar began locking itself with large metal doors.

“Oh, I have a bad feeling about this,” Obi-Wan said as the three of you sped up to make it into the hangar before it was too late.

The three of you came in too fast, forcing yourselves to have to crash land your fighters. The three of you jumped out of your fighters, ignited your lightsabers, and began killing off droids that were guarding the area. The three of you were backed up against each other, surrounded, as you blocked oncoming blasts and destroyed droids.

“R2, locate the Chancellor,” Obi-Wan ordered.

R2 chirped in response and went over to one of the panels on the walls. You, Anakin, and Obi-Wan finished off the droids before going over to where R2 was. R2 showed a hologram of the ship, signaling where the Chancellor was being kept.

“The Chancellor’s signal is coming from right there,” Obi-Wan pointed out, “the observation platform at the top of that spire.”
You took a deep breath as you sensed the Force around you. “I sense both a trap and Count Dooku,” you stated.
“As do I.”
“Next move?” Anakin questioned.
“Spring the trap.” Obi-Wan smiled as he spoke, he turned to lead the way when R2 whistled.
“R2, go back,” Anakin ordered. “I need you to stay with the ship.”
“Here. Take this,” Obi-Wan tossed the astromech a comlink, “and wait for orders.”

The three of you spun around and began jogging through the ship, heading for the elevators. You could fill the ring and chain bouncing against your skin. You were still not used to the feeling and probably never would be. When you reached the elevator, you had to summon it to your level.

“Destroyers,” Anakin noted, the droids rolling up behind you.

The three of you ignited your sabers and blocked the blasts. When the elevator doors finally opened, you backed into it. The doors closed and you turned off your sabers.

“Drop your weapons,” droids demanded from behind you, aiming at you. “I said drop ‘em.”

You turned to see a group of about ten droids. The three of you quickly reignited your lightsabers and took out the group. Suddenly, the elevator jolted to a stop. Obi-Wan’s hand grasped your arm to keep you steady.

“Did you press the stop button?” Obi-Wan questioned Anakin.
“No,” Anakin responded. “Did you?”
“No.” The men looked at you.
“None of us stopped the elevator,” you said, annoyed with their antics. “They know we’re here.”
“Well, there’s more than one way out of here.” Anakin ignited his lightsaber and began cutting a hole in the ceiling.
“We don’t want to get out. We want to get moving.” Obi-Wan lifted the comlink to his mouth as he looked over the elevator control panel. “R2, activate elevator 31174. Come in, R2… R2, do you copy? R2, activate the elevator numbered 31174… Activate elevator 31174. R2, we—“

You pushed Obi-Wan back against the wall as the circle of ceiling that Anakin had cut out fell to the ground.

“You’re welcome,” you teased with a smirk. Anakin jumped up through the hole and on top of the elevator.
Obi-Wan sighed as he moved to look up the hole. “Always on the move,” he muttered. He put the comlink back up to his mouth. “R2, switch on the comlink. R2, can you hear me? R2?” Suddenly, the elevator went plummeting down. “Woah!”

Obi-Wan grabbed onto you as the two of you fell, making sure you fell on him instead of the ground. The elevator was beeping rapidly as you and Obi-Wan helped each other back to your feet. You looked up to see that Anakin was gripping the side of the elevator shaft.

“Stop, stop,” Obi-Wan quickly said into the comlink. “R2, we need to be going up.” He looked at you briefly. “Are you alright?”
“I’m fine, Obi,” you said, making sure he believed it.
“Right.” He nodded, going back to talking to R2. You could feel his growing frustration with the droid. “R2, do you copy? R2, do you hear me? R2, we need to be going up, not down.”

The elevator suddenly stopped, causing you both to lose balance again. This time Obi-Wan fell on top of you.

“This is really not the time, my dear,” he teased.
You tried to suppress your look of amusement. “Oh, I’m sorry, darling. It’s just been too long since we’ve been in a position like this.”

Obi-Wan had to bite down a groan. He hopped up before grabbing your hand and pulling you up to stand close to him. His lips were brushing over yours. Before anything else could happen, the elevator started rushing upwards. The two of you stumbled slightly apart.

“Now, that’s better,” Obi-Wan commented into the comlink.

As you continued heading in the right direction now, you heard something jump onto the top of the elevator. You figured it was Anakin, but Obi-Wan quickly pushed you into a corner. He ignited his lightsaber as he protectively stood in front of you. Anakin jumped into the elevator.

“Oh, it’s you,” Obi-Wan said, putting away his saber.
“What was that all about?” Anakin asked.
“Well, R2 has been—“
“Uh, no loose wire jokes.”
“Did I say anything?”
“He’s trying.”
“I didn’t say anything!”
You rolled your eyes. “Boys!” You caught their attention. “You can argue about the droid later. We’re almost to the floor we need.”

The elevator came to a stop and the doors slid open. You walked out further into the observation deck to see the Chancellor chained to a large chair at the other end of the room near the large windows—it was almost throne-like. It was eerie. You gripped the railing in front of you as you started to feel overwhelmed by the darkness in the room. Obi-Wan’s quickly set a hand on your back as he looked at you with worry.

“Are you alright, little star?” He whispered.
“I’m fine,” you nodded, brushing him away. “Let’s just finish this mission.”

In sync, the three of you walked down the stairs and over to where the Chancellor was being kept. It was almost too easy. There were no guards in the room.

“Chancellor,” Obi-Wan greeted with a bow.
“Are you alright?” Anakin asked.
“Count Dooku,” the Chancellor replied. You three Jedi turned to see Count Dooku entering the room with droids flanked at his sides.
“This time we will do it together,” Obi-Wan muttered.
“I was about to say that,” Anakin responded. Count Dooku flipped over the railing and down to the level the rest of you were on.
“Get help. You’re no match for him,” the Chancellor said. “He’s a Sith Lord.”
“Chancellor Palpatine, Sith Lords are our speciality,” Obi-Wan replied. The three of you threw off your cloaks.
“Your swords, please,” Dooku ordered as he came closer. “We don’t want to make a mess of things in front of the Chancellor.” The three of you headed toward the Count.
“You won’t get away this time, Dooku.”

You, Anakin, Obi-Wan, and Count Dooku all ignited your lightsabers. Even with just one lightsaber, Count Dooku was still able to hold his own.

“I’ve been looking forward to this,” Dooku commented.
“My powers have doubled since the last time we met, Count,” Anakin said, an angry look in his eyes.
“Good. Twice the pride, double the fall.”

The three of you attacked the Count again. Obi-Wan was quickly pushed aside by Dooku’s use of the Force. As Anakin focused on Dooku, you quickly decided to take out the droids that were in the room with you. Obi-Wan helped you after he had gotten back up and was heading for Anakin and Dooku. Once the droids were out of the way, the two of you rejoined the main fight.

Using the Force, Count Dooku lifted Obi-Wan up in the air, choking him. Dooku’s leg kicked back, kicking Anakin against the wall. You charged next. Your lightsaber was blocked by Dooku’s as he threw Obi-Wan across the room. You could feel Obi-Wan lose consciousness and had to stop yourself from rushing to his side. You charged again, only for Dooku to toss you to the other side of the room, knocking you unconscious as well. He used the Force to drop a section of balcony onto Obi-Wan while doing the same to you on the other side.

When you came to once again, you looked up to see that Obi-Wan was still unconscious. Your eyes were then brought to the sight of Anakin with red and blue sabers in his hands. He had them aimed at Count Dooku’s throat as the Count knelt before him.

“Good, Anakin. Good,” the Chancellor praised, chuckling happily. “Kill him.” Your eyes widened in shock at the Chancellor’s order. “Kill him now.”
Anakin thought for a moment, clearly troubled. “I shouldn’t,” he said. You were hopeful that Anakin would refuse and take Dooku as a prisoner.
“Do it.” The Chancellor’s voice was full of anger.

With barely a second thought, Anakin sliced Dooku’s head off with the lightsabers. You gasped. Anakin turned off the sabers as he panted, staring at Dooku.

“Anakin,” you breathed out. His eyes met yours and he could see that you were concerned. You could see a tinge of guilt. “What did you do?”
“You did well, Anakin,” the Chancellor complimented, ignoring you completely. “He was too dangerous to be kept alive.”

Anakin turned to the Chancellor, clearly conflicted. He waved his hands over the Chancellor’s binds, using the Force to free him.

“Yes, but he was an unarmed prisoner,” Anakin said. “I shouldn’t have done that. It’s not the Jedi way.”
“It is only natural,” the Chancellor responded as he stood up. “He cut off your arm, and you wanted revenge. It wasn’t the first time, Anakin. Remember what you told me about your mother and the sand people?”

You were shocked that Anakin had talked to the Chancellor about what happened with your mother. You ground your teeth together as you mustered up your strength and used the Force to free you from the balcony. You stood up, taking a moment to get your bearings. Anakin glanced at you to see that you were standing. Ignoring him and the Chancellor, you hurried passed him to Obi-Wan’s side.

“Now we must leave before more security droids arrive,” the Chancellor said.

The man started heading toward the doors while Anakin joined you at Obi-Wan’s side. Obi-Wan was still unconscious. You had gotten the section of balcony off of him, but you knew that you wouldn’t be able to carry him out of here and you definitely weren’t leaving him.

“Anakin, there’s no time,” the Chancellor said, trying to get Anakin to leave his Master. “We must get off the ship before it’s too late.” Your head snapped up to glare at the Chancellor. “Leave him, or we’ll never make it.”
“His fate will be the same as ours,” Anakin responded. He looked back at you. “I’ve got him.”

He picked Obi-Wan up and slung him over his shoulders. You grabbed Obi-Wan’s lightsaber before you all headed for the elevator. You pressed the button to summon it, only to see no lights.

“Of course, the elevator stopped working,” you grumbled.
“R2,” Anakin called on the comlink, “activate elevator 3224.”

The ship suddenly began tipping, causing your group to fall forward. You used the Force to open the elevator shaft doors. The Chancellor, Anakin, and yourself grabbed onto the openings and pulled yourselves into the shaft, Anakin keeping Obi-Wan on his shoulders. The three of you started running down the elevator shaft. You were about halfway when the ship began to move upright. You started sliding down the shaft. You grabbed onto the edge, as did Anakin. Anakin had his free arm around Obi-Wan, who was dangling too dangerously for your liking. The Chancellor gripped onto Anakin’s leg. Your head snapped over to Obi-Wan when you heard him gasp and quickly grip onto Anakin’s torso.

“Easy,” Anakin warned. “We’re in a bit of a situation here.”
“Did I miss something?” Obi-Wan questioned.
“A lot,” you responded.
“Hold on,” Anakin advised.
Obi-Wan looked up, having heard some squeaking. “What is that?” He asked. The elevator was coming down toward you.
“Uh, oops.”
“R2, R2,” you quickly called over your comlink. “Shut down the elevator.”
“Too late,” Obi-Wan said. “Jump!”

You did as directed, and began falling down the elevator shaft. Anakin and Obi-Wan quickly got out their grappling hooks and threw them around a beam. Obi-Wan caught you while Anakin caught the Chancellor as they swung through an open doorway, narrowly missing the elevator from hitting you all. Obi-Wan quickly jumped up, helping you to your feet as well.

“Let’s see if we can find something in the hangar bay that’s still flyable,” Obi-Wan said.
` “R2, get down here,” Anakin ordered as he pushed himself to his feet. You heard the Chancellor groan as he stood up, you not making a move to help him. “R2, do you copy?”

Obi-Wan started leading your group down the hallway, quickly. You were about halfway when ray shields suddenly enclosed you.

“Ray shields,” Anakin stated.
“Wait a minute. How did this happen?” Obi-Wan questioned, looking around. “We’re smarter than this.”
“Apparently not,” you muttered.
“I say patience,” Anakin said.
“Patience?” Obi-Wan repeated, folding his arms over his chest.
“Yes. R2 will be along in a few moments and then… he’ll release the ray shields.”

A door opened from down the hall, pulling your attention to it. R2 came racing through, squealing. The droid hit the other side of the hallway, becoming disoriented briefly.

“See? No problem,” Anakin said.

Different types of droids appeared out of multiple doorways, preventing R2 from doing anything.

“Do you have a plan B?” Obi-Wan asked.

The ray shields were lowered and the droid quickly but you Jedi in bindings, behind your back. They also took your lightsabers before leading you to the large cockpit on board, where General Grievous was waiting for you.

“Ah, yes. The Negotiator,” Grievous commented as you were all brought before him. “General Kenobi. We’ve been waiting for you.”
“Excuse me,” one of the battle droids pushed passed you and handed your lightsabers over to Grievous.
“That wasn’t much of a rescue. And—“ Grievous stopped to cough, “Y/N L/N and Anakin Skywalker.” He focused on Anakin, walking up to him. “I was expecting someone with your reputation to be a little… older.”
“General Grievous,” Anakin greeted, “you’re shorter than I expected.
Grievous coughed. “Jedi scum.”
“We have a job to do, Anakin,” Obi-Wan said. “Try not to upset him.”
“Your lightsabers will make a fine addition to my collection.” You ground your teeth as you saw the other lightsabers behind his cloak.
“Not this time. And this time, you won’t escape.”
“R2!” Anakin called.

R2 went crazy, causing a small diversion. You, Obi-Wan, and Anakin turned around and used the Force to pull your lightsabers back to you. You ignited yours and cut off your own bindings.

“Crush them!” Grievous ordered his guards. “Make them suffer!”

The guards ignited their double-sided electric staffs. Obi-Wan, Anakin, and yourself began fighting them, destroying them as quickly as you could. Anakin noticed that the Chancellor was being dragged away and rushed to take care of that situation. You easily jumped around, cutting down droids. Obi-Wan and Anakin surrounded Grievous as he picked up an electric staff and turned it on.

“You lose, General Kenobi,” he taunted.

Grievous threw the staff and the window, cracking it. It soon shattered, causing you all to be focused to grab onto something to prevent yourselves from flying out. The ship automatically put up barriers to seal the broken windows. Once you were all back on solid ground, Obi-Wan and Anakin helped you destroy the rest of the droids. The alarms began beeping frantically.

“All the escape pods have been launched,” Anakin stated, glancing at one of the screens.
“Grievous,” Obi-Wan said. “Can you fly a cruise like this?”
“You mean, do I know how to land what’s left this thing?” You all took a seat.
“Well?”
“Well, under the circumstances, I’d say the ability to pilot this thing is irrelevant.” Anakin started pushing buttons on the control panels. “Strap yourselves in.”

Obi-Wan strapped himself in before looking over and making sure you had done the same. You gave him a nod to ensure him that you were all strapped in.

“Open all hatches,” Anakin commanded. “Extend all flaps and drag fins.”

Obi-Wan quickly helped. You watched as the ship began to plummet faster towards Coruscant. A large explosion from the back of the ship jolted you all forward.

“Uh-oh,” R2 beeped.
“We lost something,” Anakin said.
“Not to worry,” Obi-Wan replied. “We are still flying half a ship.”
“I’m never going on a mission with you two again,” you said.
“Now we’re really picking up speed,” Anakin stated.
“Eight plus 60,” Obi-Wan said. “We’re in the atmosphere.”
“Grab that,” Anakin told Obi-Wan. “Keep us level.”
“Steady.”
“Easy, R2!”
“5,000.”
“We have fire ships on the left and the right,” you noted.
“We’ll take you in,” one of the fire ships said.
“Copy that,” Obi-Wan responded. “Landing strip, straight ahead.”
“We’re coming in too hot,” said Anakin.

R2 squealed as the ship crashed into the landing strip. You were thankful to be strapped in as you would have been thrown out due to the impact. The ship slid down the strip until it finally came to a sudden stop.

Obi-Wan smiled as he brushed the hair out of his eyes. “Another happy landing.”
“If you can even call it that,” you muttered.

Chapter Text

After climbing out of the ship, you, Obi-Wan, Anakin, and the Chancellor were immediately transported to the Senate office building. Various Senators and droids were awaiting the Chancellor’s safe return at one of the entrances. The Chancellor exited the transport first, then R2 and Anakin. You and Obi-Wan stayed in the doorway of the transport. Anakin turned back when he noticed you two were not following.

“Are you coming, Master? Y/N?” He asked.
“Oh, no,” Obi-Wan responded. “I’m not brave enough for politics. Y/N and I have to report to the Council. Besides, someone needs to be the poster boy.”
“Hold on. This whole operation was your idea.”
“Let us not forget, Anakin, that you and Y/N rescued me from the buzz droids. And you killed Count Dooku and you rescued the Chancellor carrying me unconscious on your back.”
“All because of your training.”
“Anakin, let’s be fair. Today you were the hero and you deserve your glorious day with the politicians.”
“Alright. But you owe me one, and not for saving your skin for the tenth time.”
“Ninth time. That business on Cato Neimoidia doesn’t—doesn’t count. We’ll see you at the briefing.”
“Have fun,” you told Anakin as you and Obi-Wan went back to sit down in the transport.

You sat down on the bench and leaned your head back. Closing your eyes, you tried to filter through everything that had happened on the mission. The darkness continually around the Chancellor. Anakin killing Count Dooku at the bidding of the Chancellor.

“What’s troubling you, little star?” Obi-Wan wondered. One of his hands slipped into yours, bringing it up to kiss the back of it.
You sighed, turning your head toward Obi-Wan and opening your eyes. “If I tell you, will you promise to listen?”
“Of course.” Obi-Wan’s eyebrows pinched together in concern as he moved closer to you, making sure you knew in his body language that he was there to listen. “What is it?”
“For a while now, I have felt a darkness around Chancellor Palpatine. With each interaction I have with him, I feel the darkness grow.”
“Why haven’t you said anything?”
“You know why… it’s treason, Obi-Wan. What I am the most concerned about is that the Council has yet to feel it.”
Obi-Wan sighed. “They have felt it, though only recently. I do wish you would have told me about this sooner, or at least told the whole Council.”
“Cause they would have believed me? I’m not exactly their favorite anymore.” Obi-Wan kept quiet, knowing that you were right. “That’s not all… when you were unconscious and a was pinned, I saw Anakin kill Dooku… he… The Chancellor told him to do it. Anakin clearly was conflicted but did it anyway. There was a guilt in him afterward. He tried to admit that to the Chancellor but the Chancellor tried to brush it off as revenge… like revenge was okay.”
“That is not what Anakin or the Chancellor said about what happened. Why didn’t you speak up when they were recounting what happened?”
“Because I was scared… the Chancellor has a hold of Anakin somehow and it is not good.”

Obi-Wan knew that you were serious. He could feel it in your bond and by the look in your eye. He squeezed your hand gently, rubbing the back of it with his thumb.

“I believe you and trust in your instincts, little star,” he said softly. “I will bring this up to the Council. You need to be prepared to be called in. They will want to talk with you.”
“I know,” you sighed. “Do you… do you think the war will be ending soon now that Count Dooku has been dealt with?”
“I believe that once General Grievous has been taken care of, the war will be over and we can decide how we wish to live our life’s from there.”

~~~

“Heard you have been sensing something, we have,” Yoda stated. You had been asked to join the Council meeting not long after returning to the Temple with Obi-Wan.
“About the Chancellor,” Windu clarified.
“Yes, I have,” you admitted.
“For how long?”
“I don’t exactly know… a while… maybe at the start of the war.”
“Can you explain what you have been sensing?”
“Darkness seems to be the most fighting word for it. It’s been a growing darkness with each interaction that I have had with the Chancellor.”
“Beginning to sense this as well, we have,” Yoda said. “Told us sooner, I wish you would have.”
“I’m sorry, Master. I did not know how the Council would react as what I have been sensing is treason.”
“Y/N is right,” Obi-Wan agreed. “The Council may have had a different reaction to her tell us this if we had not begun to feel the darkness ourselves.”
“I agree with Obi-Wan,” Windu said. “If not for feeling this ourselves, we wouldn’t have believed Y/N.”
“Time, we need, to meditate on this,” Yoda said. “Tomorrow’s meeting, join us you shall, our former Padawan.”
You bowed. “Of course.”

~~~

Obi-Wan watched you from his bed, get ready for bed. He watched as your necklace hung out and swayed with your every movement. His necklace was still on his neck, the ring resting against his bare chest. With every reminder of it around his neck, Obi-Wan would wish that the two of you could wear the rings on your fingers; signaling to everyone that you belong to him and he belongs to you. When you were finished getting ready for the night, you slipped into bed beside him. Obi-Wan’s arms were quickly around you, pulling you into him as he laid down. He had begun to sense the darkness and uneasiness that you were, making him simply want to hold you close and do all that he could to protect you.

“You know that I love you, right, little star?” He questioned, so softly you almost missed it even with being right beside him.
“Of course,” you responded. “As I love you.”
“I need you to know that I would do anything to protect you. Including, giving my own life.”
You sat up enough to look at his face. “Don’t say things like that. I would die if you died, no matter what.”
He could tell you were panicking now, fear coursing through you about what might be to come. “I’m sorry, I’m sorry.” He pulled you back down so that your head was resting against his heart. He kissed your head. “I didn’t mean to frighten you… I just… I need you to know where my priorities lie. You are my greatest priority.”

~~~

The next day, you joined Obi-Wan and many other Jedi in the war room where the report was even on the Outer Rim sieges. As much as you tried to focus during the report, you couldn’t help but wonder where Anakin was. His usual seat beside you was empty and you had yet to see him since he went off with the politicians the day before. When the meeting was over, you walked over to the holo table that Obi-Wan was standing by. Obi-Wan was silent, thinking about the news the group had received in the report about the Senate voting to give more power to the Chancellor. Before you could say anything, you felt a familiar presence entering and you looked up to see Anakin.

“Anakin,” you said, notifying Obi-Wan of his former Padawan.
“You’ve missed the report on the Outer Rim sieges,” Obi-Wan stated, turning off the holo table.
“I’m sorry. I was held up,” Anakin responded, having come down the stairs to join you. “I have no excuse.”
“In short, they are going very well.” The holo table completely turned off and Obi-Wan moved to face Anakin. “Saleucami has fallen, and Mast Vis has moved his troops to Boz Pity.”
“What’s wrong, then?”
“The Senate is expected to vote more executive powers to the Chancellor today.”
“Well, that can only mean less deliberating and more action. Is that bad? It’ll make it easier for us to end this war.”
Obi-Wan and you glanced at each other before he focused back on Anakin. “Be careful of your friend Palpatine.” You and Obi-Wan started up the stairs.
“Be careful of what?”
“He has requested your presence.”
“What for?” Anakin took multiple steps at a time to catch up with you and Obi-Wan.
“He would not say.”
“He didn’t inform the Council. That’s unusual, isn’t it?”
“All of this is unusual, Ani,” you cut in. “And it’s making both Obi-Wan and I feel uneasy. Just… be careful when you meet with him, please.”

You wanted to tell Anakin what you had been feeling, but you knew that he wouldn’t hear what you had to say. He was too close to the Chancellor and needed to figure it out for himself.

~~~

Later that day, you and Obi-Wan were simply walking around the Temple together when a Council meeting was called and you both were summoned to it. You stood near the doors to the room as Anakin joined at the center. He told the Council that the Chancellor had appointed him to be the Chancellor’s personal representative on the Jedi Council. The Council has Anakin be dismissed as they made a decision, but you were allowed to stay.

“Disturbing, this is,” Yoda said.
“I agree,” Windu said. “But perhaps we can use this to our advantage.”
“You want Anakin to spy on the Chancellor,” you stated, already sensing where this is heading.
“It may be our only option.”
“Hmm,” Yoda hummed. “Dislike this, I do, but agree with it, I must.”
“Are you sure we should ask this of Anakin?” Obi-Wan questioned. “He is close to the Chancellor and the Chancellor trusts him, but Anakin trusts the Chancellor as well.”
“Do you not believe your apprentice can do it?” Windu asked.
“That’s not what I’m saying. It’s more of should he do it.”
“We need to know what he is up to.” Windu, surprisingly, turned to you. “What do you have to say about this, Y/N?”
“I believe that this will be a conflicting task for Anakin, but I do believe it might be the only way to see what he is really up to. Especially as I feel that he is using Anakin to spy on the Jedi.”
“That settles it then. Obi-Wan will ask Anakin to report on the Chancellor’s dealings.”
“Kept off the record, this must be,” Yoda said. The other Masters agreed with nods, Obi-Wan being more hesitant. “Bring Skywalker back in.”

Anakin was brought back in and stood back in the center.

“Allow this appointment lightly the Council does not,” Yoda said, clearly troubled and disapproving of this. “Disturbing is this move by Chancellor Palpatine.”
“I understand,” Anakin responded.
“You are on this Council, but we do not grant you the rank of Master,” Windu told Anakin. You immediately knew that wouldn’t go over well.
“What?” Anakin looked around the Council for some sort of answer. The Council couldn’t look Anakin in the eyes. “How can you do this? This is outrageous. It’s unfair. How can you be on the Council and not be a Master?”
“Take a seat, young Skywalker.” Windu’s voice was firm and unmoving as he motioned to the empty seat.
Anakin bowed. “Forgive me, Master.”

You observed from your position as Obi-Wan watched Anakin go over to his new seat. Obi-Wan shook his head at Anakin, disappointed in his outburst. You had to agree with the Council on this one. Whatever the Chancellor was doing this for was disturbing.

“We have surveyed all systems in the Republic,” Ki-Adi-Mundi stated from his where his hologram sat, “but have found no sign of General Grievous.”
“Hiding in the Outer Rim, Grievous is,” Yoda said. “The outlying systems, you must sweep.”
“We do not have many ships to spare,” said Obi-Wan.
“What about the droid attack on the Wookiees?” Ki-Adi-Mundi asked.
“It is critical we send an attack group there immediately,” Windu expressed.
“He’s right,” Obi-Wan agreed. “It’s a system we cannot afford to lose.”
“Go I will,” Yoda said. “Good relations with the Wookiees I have.”
“It’s settled then. Yoda will take a battalion of clones to reinforce the Wookiees on Kashyyyk,” Windu said. “May the Force be with us all.”

~~~

You could feel Anakin’s anger as you walked beside him and Obi-Wan down the halls of the Jedi Temple.

“What kind of nonsense is this?” Anakin questioned. “Put me on the Council and not make me a Master? It’s never been done in the history of the Jedi. It’s insulting.”
“Oh, calm down, Anakin,” Obi-Wan instructed. “You have been given a great honor. To be on the Council at your age, it’s never happened before.” Obi-Wan stopped and looked at Anakin, making sure that he had the younger one’s full attention. “The fact of the matter is, you are too close to the Chancellor. The Council doesn’t like it when he interferes in Jedi affairs.”
“I swear to you, I didn’t ask to be put on the Council.”
“But it’s what you wanted.” Obi-Wan began walking again. “Your friendship with Chancellor Palpatine seems to have paid off.”
“That has nothing to do with this.”
“That has everything to do with this, Ani,” you cut in.
“The only reason the Council has approved your appointment is because the Chancellor trusts you,” Obi-Wan added.
“And?”
“Anakin, I am on your side. I didn’t want to put you in this situation.”
Anakin stopped. “What situation?”
Obi-Wan sighed as he turned to look back at Anakin, you staying beside him. Obi-Wan sighed, looking down before speaking in a hushed tone. “The Council wants you to report on all the Chancellor’s dealings. They want to know what he’s up to.” Obi-Wan led the two of you into the window well, to gain more privacy.
“They want me to spy on the Chancellor? But that’s treason.”
“We are at war, Anakin.”
“Why didn’t the Council give me this assignment when we were in session?”
“This assignment is not to be on record.”
“The Chancellor is not a bad man, Obi-Wan.”
“Are you sure?” You questioned.
“Yes. He befriended me. He’s watched out for me ever since I arrived here.”
“That is why you must help us,” Obi-Wan said. “Anakin, our allegiance is to the Senate, not to its leader, who has managed to stay in office long after his term has expired.”
“The Senate demanded that he stay longer.”
“Yes, but can’t you sense it, Anakin?” You asked. “The darkness. Something is out of place.”
Anakin sighed, walking closer to the window. “What is being asked of me is against the Jedi Code. Against the Republic. Against a mentor and a friend. That’s what’s out of place here. Why are you asking this of me?”
“The Council is asking you,” Obi-Wan said.

~~~

Obi-Wan was asked to go with Master Windu and Master Yoda to drop Yoda off at his star cruiser. While he was away, you went back to his room. You could feel something was off. That, within the next few days, there would be a drastic change. You were meditating through your emotions when Obi-Wan returned. He noted how deep in thought you were, hovering over his bed, as he took off his cloak, hung it up, and then peeled off his shoes. Carefully, he sat in front of you. He closed his eyes and joined you in the Force.

“Hello there, little star,” he greeted.
“Hello, Obi,” you replied.

You took a deep breath and pulled yourself out of your meditative state, slowly sitting back down on the bed, as Obi-Wan opened his eyes. You met his gaze as you reached over and placed a hand on his cheek. He took your wrist, keeping your hand still as he turned and placed a kiss on your palm.

“My little star…” he whispered with such desire against your hand. “My love for you is beyond breaking the Jedi Code.”
You slowly began moving over to sit on his lap. “My Obi,” you breathed out. You leaned in and placed a teasing kiss on the edge of his mouth. “Show me.”

~~~

You and Obi-Wan spent the night showing each other how much you loved and respected one another. When the morning arrived, Obi-Wan was awake first. He woke you up with gentle caresses and kisses. You could immediately sense that something was troubling him.

“What is it?” You asked softly.
“I am worried about, Anakin,” Obi-Wan admitted. “He is becoming more moody and detached.”
“I agree.”
“Perhaps… perhaps we should go talk to Padme.”
“Why would we talk to Padme about Anakin?”
“Don’t try to play me as a fool, little star. I know that they love each other just as we do. And I know you know that too.”
You sighed. “Yes… talking to Padme might be helpful.”

~~~

Padme was surprised to see you both at your apartment, especially in the morning. She did not waste any time though in letting you in and offering you a seat on the couch. You noted how her outfit was carefully chosen to hide her growing belly.

“Has Anakin been to see you?” Obi-Wan asked.
“Several times,” Padme carefully answered. “I was so happy to hear he was accepted on the Jedi Council.”
“I know… he deserves it. He is impatient, strong-willed, very opinionated, but truly gifted.”

The three of you laughed. When the laughter died out, you were sure that Padme could sense something was up.

“You two aren’t just here to say hello,” Padme said. “Something is wrong, isn’t it?”
“You should be a Jedi, Padme,” Obi-Wan said with a soft smile.
“You’re not very good at hiding your feelings.”
Obi-Wan sighed, looking at you for reassurance before focusing back on Padme. “It’s Anakin… He’s becoming moody and detached. He’s been put in a difficult position as the Chancellor’s representative… but I think it’s more than that. I was hoping he may have talked to you.”
“Why would he talk to me about his work?”
“Neither of you is very good at hiding your feelings either.” He gave her a knowing look.
“Don’t give me that look.”
“I know how he feels about you.”
Padme grew nervous. “What did he say?”
“Nothing. He didn’t have to.”

Slightly flustered, Padme stood up. She headed to the balcony with you and Obi-Wan following.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” Padme insisted.
“Padme…” you said. “It’s not worth it.”
“I know you both too well,” Obi-Wan said. “I can see you two are in love, just as I can see you know about Y/N and I… Padme, I’m worried about him.” Padme looked down, not answering. “I fear your relationship has confused him. He’s changed considerably…”

Padme looked up and off into the distance. You joined her, noting the beauty of the early morning city. Obi-Wan sighed and signaled with his head for you to follow him. You two began to leave, as Padme stayed put.

“Padme, I’m not telling the Council about any of this,” Obi-Wan promised. “I have my own secrets. I… I hope I didn’t upset you. We’re all friends, I care about both of you.”
“We both do,” you added.
Padme glanced back at you both. “Thank you,” she said kindly.
“Please do what you can to help him,” Obi-Wan requested before taking your hand and leading you into the elevator.

~~~

The two of you were summoned to a Jedi Council meeting almost as soon as you left Padme’s apartment building. As you headed over, you couldn’t help but express the question that was eating away at your mind.

“Why do I keep getting invited to Council meetings?” You asked. “I am not a member of the Council.”
Obi-Wan sighed. “You are not to tell anyone I told you this,” he began, “but the Council was going to appoint you a member before the Chancellor told Anakin that he was a member. Anakin’s seat is rightfully yours.”
“I… I don’t know what to say.”
“I know that you’ve struggled with the Council over the war, but they really do trust and rely on you. I trust and rely on you. And you would be a wonderful addition to the Council.”
You nodded. “I do not believe I am Council material.”
“Maybe you are just what the Council needs.”

Obi-Wan smiled kindly at you as his hand brushed yours while he walked away from you and to his seat. You found your normal spot against the wall. You watched as Anakin and the other Masters entered before Masters Yoda, Ki-Adi-Mundi, and Plo Koon joined via hologram.

“Palpatine thinks General Grivous is on Utapau?” Ki-Adi-Mundi questioned after Anakin had told the Council what the Chancellor had told him.
“A partial message was intercepted in a diplomatic packet from the chairman of Utapau,” Anakin explained.
“Hmm. Act on this we must,” Yoda said. “The capture of General Grievous will end this war. Quickly and decisively we should proceed.”
“The Chancellor has requested… that I lead the campaign.”
“The Council will make up its own mind who is to go,” Windu responded, “no the Chancellor.”
“A Master is needed,” Yoda agreed, “with more experience.”
“I concur,” Ki-Adi-Mundi said. “Master Kenobi should go.”
“I agree.”

Aye’s were heard around the room as the other Council members, besides Anakin, agreed that Obi-Wan should be the one to go after Grievous.

“An assignment, I have for our former Padawan,” Yoda stated, surprising everyone including yourself.
“Me?” You questioned.
“Mhmm. To your star cruiser, you must go. Many battles happening around the galaxy, back up will be needed.”
“Yes, Master. I will ready my battalion and we will wait above Coruscant until we hear word.”
“Very well. Council adjourned,” Windu said.

You could see that Anakin was upset, especially with your added assignment. Obi-Wan, Anakin, and yourself walked out of the Council room together as you headed to the port where your star cruisers were. The read there was silent. No one spoke up until Anakin did so when you had arrived at the port.

“You’re gonna need me on this one, Master,” Anakin believed.
“Oh, I agree,” Obi-Wan responded. “However, it may turn out just to be a wild bantha chase.”
“Master.” Anakin’s tone caused you and Obi-Wan to stop with him. “I’ve disappointed you. Uh, I haven’t been very appreciative of your training. I’ve been arrogant, and I apologize. I’ve just been so frustrated with the Council.”
Obi-Wan smiled kindly at Anakin. “You are strong and wise, Anakin, and I am very proud of you. I have trained you since you were a small boy. I have taught you everything I know. And you have become a far greater Jedi than I could ever hope to be. But be patient, Anakin. It will not be long before the Council makes you a Jedi Master.”

The two smiled at each other before Obi-Wan turned and started down toward the star cruisers. Feeling the need, you took the few steps needed to close the distance between you and Anakin and brought him in for a hug. He quickly hugged you back.

“Stay safe,” he whispered.
“Be careful with the Chancellor, Ani,” you replied. “I fear he is hiding more than we know.”
“I will.” He pulled away first. “May the Force be with you.”

You smiled at him before kissing his cheek. You turned back to join Obi-Wan on the stairs since he had decided to wait for you.

“Obi-Wan,” Anakin called. Obi-Wan gave his apprentice his attention. “May the Force be with you.”
“Goodbye, old friend,” Obi-Wan responded. “May the Force be with you.”

Obi-Wan and yourself started back down the stairs. He led you to your cruiser, grabbing your hands to stop you before you could get on.

“Be safe,” he told you.
“I am not the one hunting Grievous,” you responded.
“Yes, but you could end up in a far worse battle.”
“I will stay safe as long as you do. All I care about is you returning back to me.”
“I will always return back to you.” He leaned in and kissed you softly, although briefly. “I love you.”
“I love you.”

Chapter Text

You hadn’t been up in your star cruiser long before Obi-Wan joined you in on a call with Ahsoka, Rex, and Bo-Katan. Obi-Wan wanted to see how the capture of Maul was going.

“There are a small number of firefights still happening in sector 11,” Bo-Katan explained. “But for the most part, your clones have been as effective as promised. Still, without Maul in custody, this could all fall apart quickly. We must capture him before he escapes.”
“He mentioned a name,” Ahsoka said. “Darth Sidious.”
“Who is this Sidious?” Bo-Katan asked.
You and Obi-Wan shared a glance before he responded, “I do not know much, but I will share with you what the Council suspects... Darth Sidious is the Sith Lord who orchestrated the clone wars and played both sides of it from the beginning. I first learned the name from Count Dooku, though any chance of learning more about Sidious from Dooku has been lost.”
“Why?” Wondered Ahsoka.
“Because Count Dooku is dead,” you stated. “Anakin killed him while rescuing the Chancellor.” Ahsoka looked surprised.
“With Dooku gone, we’ve lost a vital link to understanding the mystery of Darth Sidious,” Obi-Wan said. “If you can capture Maul, he may be able to provide the missing pieces to this puzzle.”
“Then send me more men,” Ahsoka requested.
“Unfortunately, we cannot. I’m being sent to hunt down General Grievous on Utapau.”
“And I have been asked by the Council to remain above Coruscant until further instructions,” you added.
“What about Anakin?” Ahsoka asked. “Maybe he can reinforce us?”
“May we speak to Ahsoka alone for a moment?” Obi-Wan asked. Rex and Bo-Katan left together, leaving you and Obi-Wan alone with Ahsoka. “Anakin is on a special assignment by order of the Jedi Council.”
“What kind of assignment?”
Obi-Wan glanced at you. You encouraged him to continue with a nod. “He has been instructed to observe the Chancellor and report his findings.”
“Observe? You mean spy. They told him to spy on the Supreme Chancellor? Why?”
“The Senate has allowed the Supreme Chancellor to remain in office long after his term has expired. The Council wants to know what his true intentions are.”
“You cannot tell me, Ahsoka, that you have not felt something off about the Chancellor,” you said.
Ahsoka ignored you. “The Chancellor has been a great friend and mentor to Anakin,” she said. “I can’t imagine he is happy about this.”
“No,” Obi-Wan replied, “he is not. So perhaps it’s best that you do speak with him.”
“And what? Defend the Council’s actions? I hardly think I’m the best person for that.”
“Ahsoka, the Council isn’t always right. That’s why I’m asking for your help.”
“Sorry to interrupt,” Rex said, rushing back into the room, “there’s been an attack.”
“You better go,” you told Ahsoka.
Ahsoka moved toward Rex before turning around. “Tell Anakin…” her voice trailed off.
“I will,” Obi-Wan responded knowingly.

~~~

You had been chatting with Commander Crak, keeping your mind off of Obi-Wan, when another clone told you that the Council was on the line. When you walked into the room, you were greeted by holograms of Windu, Yoda, Ki-Adi-Mundi, Anakin, and Aayla Secura. As you walked closer to the hologram table, Commander Cody entered the transmission.

“Master Windu, may I interrupt?” Cody requested. “General Kenobi has made contact with General Grievous and we have begun our attack.”
“Thank you, Commander,” Windu said before Cody disappeared. “Anakin, deliver this report to the Chancellor. his reaction will give us a clue to his intentions.”
“Yes, Master,” Anakin replied before taking his leave.
Once Anakin was gone, Windu continued, “I sense a plot to destroy the Jedi. The dark side of the Force surrounds the Chancellor.”
“If he does not give up his emergency powers after the destruction of Grievous, then he should be removed from office,” Ki-Adi-Mundi stated.
“The Jedi Council would have to take control of the Senate in order to secure a peaceful transition.”
Yoda shook his head, clearly not liking this as much as you did. “To a dark place this line of thought will carry us,” Yoda said. “Hmm… Great care we must take.” Suddenly, Ahsoka and Rex appeared.
“I understand your mission was a success,” Windu said to Ahsoka.
“You caught Maul?” You asked.
“Yes,” Ahsoka answered. “I have Maul in custody. I will escort Commander Rex when he delivers him to Coruscant.”
“A great service to the Republic you have done,” Yoda said.
“I did my duty as a citizen.”
“Not as a Jedi.” You were surprised to sense disappointment from Master Yoda.
“No. Not yet. Actually, I was hoping to speak with General Skywalker.”
“I sent him to inform the Chancellor that General Grievous has indeed been located on Utapau,” Windu responded.
“Master Kenobi?”
“Engaged the enemy, he has,” Yoda confirmed.
“Then the war could be over soon.”
“Yes, it could,” you couldn’t help but smile at the thought as you spoke. You could sense something troubling Ahsoka.
“That depends not eh Chancellor,” Windu said.
“What do you mean?” Questioned Ahsoka.
“I’m sorry, citizen,” you rolled your eyes at Windu’s tone. “These matters are for the Council to discuss.”
“I understand.”

Windu, Ki-Adi-Mundi, and Aayla all left the call, leaving you and Yoda with Ahsoka and Rex. You could tell that Yoda could sense something from Ahsoka as well.

“Ahsoka. More to say, have you?” Yoda asked. “A message for Skywalker, perhaps?”
Ahsoka thought about it while Yoda waited patiently for an answer. “No, Master,” she finally responded. “Thank you. I’ll tell him myself when I see him.”
“May the Force be with you, Padawan.”

Yoda then disappeared. You watched for a moment as Ahsoka and Rex turned toward each other. You were about to end the transmission when something Rex said caught your attention.

“You didn’t tell them what Maul said about General Skywalker.”
“What did Maul say about Anakin?” You asked quickly, making them realize you hadn’t ended the transmission.
“It was nothing,” Ahsoka tried to cover up.
“Ahsoka. He is my brother. Tell me what Maul said.”
Ahsoka sighed. “Maul has had visions of Anakin joining the dark side.” You gasped, flashes of the golden eyes Anakin bore in your nightmare filled your vision. “It cannot be true. Anakin would never—“
“I do not know anymore, Ahsoka,” you admitted, almost in defeat. “I have… I have never told anyone this, not even Obi-Wan. Well, he knows of my nightmare but not every detail.”
“What nightmare?”
“I am not willing to relive all of it right now but… but in it, Anakin has golden eyes. The eyes of the Sith.”
“No,” Ahsoka shook her head, “he wouldn’t—“
“We don’t know anymore… I don’t know… just… be careful out there, Ahsoka. You don’t know who you can trust.”

~~~

You were watching Coruscant from the main windows of the command deck. Your feet were shoulder width apart, hands clasped behind your back, as you tried to make sense of everything. Gasping, you jolted forward slightly as you felt the loss of great Jedi. You stumbled forward, hand going to your head, as you felt a dark shift in the Force. Anakin.

“General!” Crak exclaimed, hurrying to steady you. “What’s happening?”
“Something terrible,” you answered, looking at your friend with watery eyes. “Something very terrible. I need to get back down to Coruscant. Now.”
“Ready the General’s ship!”
“Yes, sir!” A clone replied.
“Thank you, Crak,” you said.
“I will come with you,” he told you. He knew that if you felt something terrible, it would truly be terrible and he would not have you go alone.
“We must hurry before it’s too late.”

The two of you were rushing toward the hangar when you felt another shift in the Force. Crak stopped in his tracks, groaning as his hand came up to his head. You stopped and turned to check on him.

“Crak?” You questioned, taking a few careful steps toward him. “What’s wrong?”

Crak groaned again, but he wasn’t the only one. You looked around and realized that the other clones had stopped moving as well.

“No,” you breathed out, having an idea of what was happening. Flashes of memory played in your mind.

“Know now we do that guide the creation of the clones from the beginning, Dooku did. Hmm, our enemy created an army for us.”

“Crak, listen—“
“Kill the Jedi,” Crak muttered. You heard the other clones around you say the same thing. He looked at you with cold, hard eyes.
“Crak—“ All the clones in the hall aimed their guns at you. “This isn’t you, we’re friends.”

The Force was almost screaming at you to run, but you couldn’t. Not with your friend like this. Without missing a beat, Crak hardened his gaze.

“FIRE!” He ordered.

Your lightsaber was in your hands and ignited before you could blink. You blocked one of the shots while jumping to avoid a few more.

“Crak! Stop!” You urged as you focused on defending yourself.

More clones were rushing into the hallway. You knew that you needed to get to the hangar bay before it was too late… no matter the cost.

“Please, forgive me,” you pleaded, sorrow lacing every word and seeping out into the air around you.

You shot an arm out and used the Force to push a group of clones back into another oncoming group. Spinning your saber, you killed a group of attacking clones. You felt a ripple in the Force with each life of a clone you took. These men were good. These men were your men, under your care. And you were being forced to kill them to save your own skin.

Emotions were building inside of you; like a bacta tank getting pressurized, slowly forming cracks in its glass. One wrong move and it would all explode.

Jumping up, you flipped over a group of clones and raced down the hall to the hangar bay. You could hear Crak command the troops to follow after you. With every swing of your lightsaber you were forced to make as you ran, you couldn’t help but feel the weight of each clone life you were taking. As you ran, you could also feel every Jedi life that was being taken. Tears pricked your eyes as you fought to keep going. You needed to get down to Coruscant.

When you reached the hangar bay, you were immediately greeted with an onslaught of blasts. You dodged the best you could but unfortunately, a blast nicked your side. You cried out in pain though continued to fight. You really had no choice.

Spinning, you cut down surrounding clones before throwing out both of your arms and using the Force to push the oncoming clones away. You rushed into one of the ships, closing the ramp as quickly as you could. Though Crak and a few other clones were still able to slip through. You raced to the cockpit, sealing the door behind you before you quickly on the ship up in the air. You flew the ship out fast, knowing that the other clones would follow you and try to blast you from the sky.

Crak and his group were banging on the door as they also started to cut through it. You put the ship on autopilot, heading for the Jedi Temple. The Force was calling you there and you could only hope that you could get there in time to help. You allowed yourself to branch out to Obi-Wan for a moment, grateful that you could still feel his signature.

Suddenly, the door was knocked down and a shot was fired in your back. You cried out as you fell forward, onto your knees. You reignited your lightsaber and swung it back behind you. You shut your eyes as you heard the clones fall. Tears slipped through as you choked out a sob. When you finally turned around, you saw that the group of clones were all dead, including Crak. You crawled over to your friend, cradling his head in your lap as his blood seeped onto your clothes.

“Crak…” you sobbed. “I’m so sorry… I’m so sorry…” Your head came down to rest on his as you cried. “Please… forgive me…”

You were not allowed to morn very long as your ship rocked from behind, being fired on. You pressed a kiss to Crak’s forehead before pushing yourself up and to one of the pilot’s seats. You steamed yourself the best you could as you began firing on the ships firing at you. Trusting in the Force, you were able to destroy the ships following you before you came into a sliding landing in front of the Jedi Temple.

The sky was dark, but so was the Force surrounding everything. The Jedi Temple was not dark, as various fires burned from within and made their way out.

As you stumbled out of the ship, you held back another sob at the sight before you. Dead Jedi were strung across the Temple grounds leading into the Temple. A few fallen clone bodies had joined those of the Jedi. You ignited your lightsaber as you cautiously headed into the Temple.

The horror was worse inside. It was impossible not to have tears spilling down your cheeks as you passed fallen Jedi—including the younglings. You paused by one of the younglings to check for a pulse, only to notice that the youngling had not died from a blaster, but a lightsaber. You stiffened with you heard a lightsaber ignited behind you. You held your breath as you closed your eyes, not wanting to admit who you felt behind you.

“You should have stayed on your cruiser,” Anakin’s voice was dark, like the Force inside of him.
Your grip tightened our your saber’s hilt. “I didn’t have a choice,” you whispered. “The clones were after me.” You slowly stood up, but couldn’t get yourself to turn around.
“I didn’t want it to be like this.”
“Then why did you do this, Ani? Why?”
“Because the Jedi are against me. I must do this to save Padme.”
“Padme?”

That got you to turn around. You inhaled sharply at the darkness that was Anakin. His face was hiding behind the hood of his cloak, but you could see that they had changed to a golden hue.

“Oh, Anakin…” You breathed out. “What have you done?”
“What I’ve needed to. And you will either join me, or you are against me.”
More tears trailed down your face. “You know that I cannot do that.”
“Then you are against me.”

With an angry shout, Anakin swung his saber at you. You lifted yours up to block his, straining against his power. You growled as you pushed Anakin’s lightsaber up and kicked him back. Anakin stumbled back, easily stopping himself from falling onto his back. He ran at you and you him, feeling anger seeping into you.

Your sabers clashed with just ferocity. Sounds of anger could be heard from both of you as you dodged each blow and swung at each other with all your strength. Anakin used the Force to shove you back into one of the pillars, cracking forming in the stone due to the impact. You snarled as he came closer and you were able to kick him in the chin. His head was flung back as he lost his balance and fell back to the floor. You quickly took the opportunity to steal his saber from him. Standing over him, you aimed both lightsabers at his neck.

“You won’t do it,” Anakin taunted. “You feel the power too. Together, we can save Padme.”
“From what?” You pressed.
“I’ve had a vision, Padme is to die in childbirth.”
“No.” You shook your head. “No.”
“It will happen, just as I saw mother’s death. But, Y/N/N, together, we can stop it.”
“I just want to stop you.”
“Then do it.”

You were panting as you glared down at Anakin. Your face mirrored his, hardened and dark. As you looked at him longer, your face slowly began to soften. All you could see was the brother you had promised to protect. A promise you had clearly failed to keep.

“No,” you finally said. “I am not like you. I will not kill you.” You turned off the sabers and toss them to the side. “This darkness is not right, Anakin… and I am sorry for not being there to stop it from happening. I am sorry for not protecting you the way I should have.”

Anakin growled as his hand came up and you were forced back onto the ground. The Force pinned you there as he began to choke you.

“You’re right,” he said. “You should have been there. But instead, you left me and I was forced to lean on Palpatine for help.”
“You… were not… forced,” you choked out. “Obi-Wan—“
He pressed the Force against your neck harder. “Obi-Wan was of no help! He did not understand me like you could— as Palpatine could.” With his free hand, Anakin summoned his lightsaber. He ignited it, the blue reflecting off both of your faces. “If you will not join me, then I must do what I have to.”
“Do it… Just know… that I… I… love… you… Ani…”

Anakin kicked your head with his boot, knocking you out. He panted as he struggled with what to do with you. Unable to get himself to actually kill you, he plunged the blade of his saber into your thigh. He turned off his lightsaber as he stared at you for a moment.

“I am sorry, sis,” he said, barely a whisper as a lone tear trailed down his face. “But I must save Padme.”

Chapter Text

Obi-Wan had successfully defeated General Grievous and had climbed back onto the lizard, Boga, he was riding around on. He steered Boga through the battle between clones and droids to where Commander Cody was.

“Commander, contact your troops,” Obi-Wan ordered. “Tell them to move to the higher levels.”
“Very good, sir,” Cody replied. He reached to his belt and unclipped the lightsaber Obi-Wan had lost in battle. “Oh, by the way,” he handed the lightsaber up to the Jedi, “I think you’ll be needing this.”
“Thank you, Cody.” Obi-Wan took his lightsaber back. “Let’s get a move on. We’ve got a battle to win here.”
“Yes, sir.”

Obi-Wan steered Boga toward the ramp that led up to the upper levels. Fighting as he went, he barely noticed the shift in the Force. Suddenly, the clones were aiming at him. Boga had been hit and the two were free falling down the sinkhole, crashing into the water. Obi-Wan quickly got his breathing apparatus from his belt and stuffed it into his mouth. He swam away from Boga’s sinking body and toward a system of tunnels.

When he believed he was far enough away, Obi-Wan breached the surface of the water. He placed his breathing apparatus back in his belt before starting up the wall. He almost went falling back in when his breath hitched due to pain. But it wasn’t his own pain, it was yours. The need to leave this planet and find you grew tenfold. Obi-Wan grunted as he climbed up the side of the cliff. He snuck back onto the platforms to try and get to a ship. He was heading behind a wall when he heard Cody.

“Did you find Kenobi?” Cody asked another trooper.
“No one could have survived that fall,” the trooper responded.
“Start loading your men on the ships.”
“Yes, sir.”

Obi-Wan sneaked back to General Grievous’ secret platform and took the ship that was there. Before anyone noticed, Obi-Wan was piloting the ship away from Utapau.

“Emergency code 913,” Obi-Wan tried to contact someone. “I have no contact on any frequency.”
“Master Kenobi,” Senator Bail Organa distortedly appeared in hologram form in front of Obi-Wan.
“Senator Organa. My clone troops turned on me. I need help.”
“We have just rescued Master Yoda. It appears this ambush has happened everywhere. We’re sending you our coordinates.”

As Bail sent the coordinates and ended the transmission, Obi-Wan gasped in pain. Tears formed in his eyes as he tried to connect with you. Your pain was preventing his signature from wrapping around yours, but he could tell you were alive.

“Hang on, little star. I am coming.”

~~~

Almost as soon as Obi-Wan arrived at the Senator’s ship, he felt the pressing need to head to the Jedi Temple. He knew he couldn’t though until he gathered more information. Bail and Yoda met him as he exited Grievous’ ship.

“You made it,” Bail said, voice full of relief.
“Obi-Wan,” Yoda greeted. “Dark times are these. Good to see you, it is.
“You were attacked by your clones, also?” Obi-Wan wondered.
“With the help of the Wookiees, barely escape, I did.”
“How many other Jedi have managed to survive?”
“Heard from no one have we.”
“I saw thousands of troops attack the Jedi Temple,” Bail said. “That’s why I went looking for Yoda.”
“Have we had any contact from the Temple?” Obi-Wan asked.
“Received a coded retreat message we have,” Yoda replied.
“It requests all Jedi to return to the Temple,” Bail explained. “It says the war is over.”
“Well, then we must go back,” Obi-Wan insisted, for you and the other Jedi’s sakes. “If there are any stragglers, they will fall into the trap and be killed.”
“Suggest dismantling the coded signal, do you?” Yoda asked.
“Yes, Master. There is too much at stake.”
“I agree. And a little more knowledge might light our way.”

~~~

Obi-Wan was sure Master Yoda could feel his anxieties as they flew to Coruscant in Senator Organa’s ship. Bail, Yoda, and Obi-Wan were in the cockpit, seated behind the two pilots. Obi-Wan has his elbows resting on his legs as he leaned forward with his hands clasped together. His head was bowed, almost like he was in prayer, as his foot anxiously tapped against the floor. It had taken Obi-Wan far too long for his liking or comfort for his signature to grab a hold of yours. You were drifting in and out of consciousness due to the pain. Obi-Wan used your bond to share the pain, wanting to ease your burden until he could reach you.

“Sense you, I do,” Yoda stated as he observed the younger Jedi Master. “Sense what I have feared would happen with your bond. Confirmed by suspicions it has.”
Obi-Wan sighed, wishing that the coming conversation could be in more private circumstances. “I am sorry, Master,” Obi-Wan said genuinely. “I do promise that we both tried to ignore the feelings. I can’t explain it but it was like the Force kept pushing us together.”
“Great strength the bond which you share with Y/N makes. More than a friendship was never its intention.”

Obi-Wan stayed silent. He didn’t know how to respond to Yoda in a respectful manner. As much as he trusted and revered Master Yoda, there were things that Obi-Wan was beginning to believe Yoda could never understand. A relationship of this nature—love of this nature, with the light side Force surrounding it so greatly, would be a mystery to the great Jedi Master. Obi-Wan was thankful that Yoda didn’t press any further as the ship began its descent toward Coruscant.

“We are receiving a message from the Chancellor’s office, sir,” one of the pilots informed Bail.
“Send it through,” Bail ordered.
“Yes, sir.”

The pilot pushed some buttons, allowing Mas Amedda to appear on the screen.

“Senator Organa, the Supreme Chancellor requests your presence at a special session of Congress,” Mas Amedda stated.
“I will be there,” Bail responded.
“He’ll be expecting you.”
The transmission cut off and Bail looked at the two Jedi. “Could be a trap.”
“I don’t think so,” Obi-Wan said. “The Chancellor will not be able to control the thousands of star systems without keeping the Senate intact.”
“If a special session of Congress there is, easier for us to enter the Jedi Temple it will be,” noted Yoda.

~~~

The dawn was breaking on Coruscant as black smoke continued to billow from the Jedi Temple. Clones were still placed around the Temple, requiring Obi-Wan and Yoda to take them down before entering. The two took them down with ease. When they finally entered the Temple, the Jedi Masters were extremely saddened by what they saw.

Jedi of all ages were dead around the Temple halls, bodies of fallen clones in their mix. Obi-Wan and Yoda paused in front of a group of dead younglings. Obi-Wan pushed off the hood of his cloak to get a better look.

“Not even the younglings survived,” he said.
Yoda looked closer. He was troubled by what he noticed. “Killed not by clones… this Padawan… By a lightsaber he was.”
Obi-Wan crouched down to see what Yoda was talking about. “Who? Who could have done this?”

The feeling of your signature reaching out and grasping onto his, had Obi-Wan up on his feet quickly. His head snapped in the direction he was sensing you. He gasped as he could see you from where he was standing. Rushing over, he knelt down. His eyes were quickly drawn to your injuries, blood spilling on the Temple floor. Obi-Wan carefully pulled you into him.

“Little star,” he breathed out.

One of Obi-Wan’s trembling hands came up to caress your face. He didn’t care that Master Yoda stood by, watching. You groaned, slowly coming to now that he was there.

“Obi,” you mumbled.
“I’m here,” he responded. “I’ve got you.” He kissed your forehead.

Yoda studied your wounds. He could see the one on your side and your back was from blasters. But the one on your leg was clearly from a lightsaber. Your eyes were heavy as you opened them. Tears immediately filled your eyes at the sight of Obi-Wan and being overwhelmed with the events that had taken place.

“Obi-Wan,” you cried.
“Ssshhh, sssshhh,” he cooed. “Save your strength.”
“Go, we must,” Yoda said. “Stop the warning signal, still to do.”

Obi-Wan nodded before picking you up. He carried you to the central security station, Yoda slowly following behind. Upon arriving where the signal was coming from in the security station, Obi-Wan slowly bent down and placed you gently on the ground, sitting up against one of the large machines.

“I’ll be right back,” he promised with a kiss on your head.

You groggily nodded. Obi-Wan walked just a mere few steps away and retrieved the beacon. He set it up and began recording a new message.

“This is Master Obi-Wan Kenobi. I regret to report that both our Jedi Order and the Republic have fallen, with the dark shadow of the Empire rising to take their place. This message is a warning and a reminder for any surviving Jedi: trust in the Force. Do not return to the Temple. That time has passed, and our future is uncertain.” He glanced at you briefly. “Avoid Coruscant. Avoid detection. Be secret… but be strong. We will each be changed: our trust, our faith, our friendships. But we must persevere and, in time, I believe a new hope will emerge. May the Force be with you always.”

Obi-Wan was finishing up sending out the new beacon with Yoda arrived.

“I have recalibrated the code, warning all surviving Jedi to stay away,” he told Yoda.
“For the clones… to discover the recalibration, a long time it will take,” Yoda said.

Obi-Wan picked you back up carefully and headed out of the security room. He eyed the main control room’s hologram area.

“Wait, Master,” Obi-Wan said, stopping. “There is something I must know.”

You could sense what he wanted to know, though you realized he had never asked you. He moved, with you still in his arms, over to the hologram table.

“Obi,” you breathed out weakly, “don’t…”
“If into the security recordings you go, only pain will you find,” Yoda said.

You had figured he had sensed the truth. The pain in the Force surrounding you was clear. Obi-Wan just was choosing to ignore it. He set you down so that he could rush through the recordings to find what he was looking for.

“I must know the truth, Master,” Obi-Wan stated.

Yoda closed his eyes, bowing his head as Obi-Wan found the recording of Anakin’s march on the Temple. You stuttered out a sob, still not believing it yourself though you partially lived it.

“It can’t be,” Obi-Wan gasped, unbelieving. “It can’t be.”

Obi-Wan’s eyes widened in horror as the security footage changed to you and Anakin fighting. He flinched at every move Anakin made against you, with the final blows to your head and thigh. He looked at you with such a deep sadness, that you weren’t able to look back at him. Instead, you closed your eyes and cried.

“I tried…” you cried. “I tried to stop him… I couldn’t… I wasn’t strong enough.”

Obi-Wan rushed to your side, placing himself on the ground so that he could hold you close.

“Destroy the Sith we must,” Yoda stated.
“Send me to kill the Emperor,” Obi-Wan requested. “I will not kill Anakin.”
“To fight Lord Sidious, strong enough you are not.”
“He is like my brother—he is Y/N’s brother. I cannot do it.”
“Twisted by the dark side, young Skywalker has become. The boy you trained, gone he is. Consumed by Darth Vader.”
“I do not believe that. He let Y/N live.”
“Obi… he’s gone,” you cut in. “I saw it in his eyes… I saw it in my dream.”
Obi-Wan shook his head. “I do not know where the Emperor has sent him. I don’t know where to look.”
“Use your feelings, Obi-Wan,” Yoda advised, “and find him you will.”
“I will not leave Y/N. Not like this.”
Yoda sighed. “Summon Senator Organa we will. Take care of her, we must trust him to do.”

~~~

Senator Organa was quick to arrive with his ship. He rushed off with some of his men and a stretcher. You were limply laying in Obi-Wan’s arms, struggling to stay conscious. When the stretcher was placed in front of Obi-Wan, he slowly set you down. Though he didn’t remove his hands from you, keeping his face closer to yours.

“Please… come back to me,” you rasped, begging him.
“Always,” he promised.
“We must get her inside, Kenobi,” Bail warned. “We cannot waste any more time.”
Obi-Wan nodded, keeping his eyes on you. “I love you, my little star.” He leaned down and kissed your lips briefly, not caring who saw. “I will be back.”

You couldn’t speak anymore, too weak, so you settled with a barely-there nod and your signature attaching to his. Obi-Wan took a hold of your hand and didn’t let go until you had been pulled too far away. As he put his hood over his head as he watched the ship take off. Tears pricked his eyes at the thought of what he was about to do—hunt down his apprentice, his friend, his brother. Your brother. Obi-Wan just hoped that maybe, just maybe he wouldn’t have to kill Anakin.

Chapter Text

While you were unconscious, you were caught up in the Force. Snippets of the fight Obi-Wan and Anakin were sharing filled your senses.

“I have brought peace, freedom, justice, and security to my new Empire.”
“Your new Empire?”
“Don’t make me kill you.”
“Anakin, my allegiance is to the Republic, to democracy!”
“If you’re not with me, then you’re my enemy.”
“Only a Sith deals in absolutes… I will do what I must.”
“You will try. As Y/N did and failed.”

“I have failed you, Anakin. I have failed you.”
“I should have known the Jedi were plotting to take over.”
“Anakin, Chancellor Palpatine is evil!”
“From my point of view, the Jedi are evil!”
“Then you are lost!”

“It’s over, Anakin! I have the high ground!”
“You underestimate my power!”

“You were the Chosen One! It was said that you would destroy the Sith, not join them! Bring balance to the Force, not leave it in darkness!”
“I hate you!”
“You were my brother, Anakin. I loved you!”

The pain that you were feeling, coming from both Anakin and Obi-Wan, was causing you to groan and cry out. It was almost unbearable. You writhed on the stretcher, wishing for the pain to end. The pain was heavy on your chest, making it hard for you to breathe. Tears fell freely from your closed eyes, you having no energy to stop them.

“Obi-Wan!” You cried out, almost breathlessly. “Obi-Wan!”
“Master Kenobi is on his way,” Bail said, coming to your side. “We just received word. He will be here soon.”

All you could give in response was a pathetic excuse for a nod. You had failed to notice, as you were so out of it, that Yoda was with you. He had failed to stop the Emperor, disappointing even himself. You had also been taken to a hidden base on a nearby moon. Yoda winced as he felt another onslaught of your pain. He sighed as he went away to meditate.

~~~

Obi-Wan sat in silence, hand over his mouth as C-3PO piloted the Naboo ship to the coordinates Senator Organa had sent. In his mind, the Jedi Master relived the fight that had just occurred. Padme was laying unconscious in the back. He had threatened to break Obi-Wan when she asked about Anakin. He was thankful that she quickly lost consciousness before he could give her an answer. Obi-Wan hated the idea of Anakin’s child growing up without a father, but he knew that you wouldn’t let Padme raise the child on her own. You would insist on going with Padme and wherever you went, Obi-Wan would follow.

It took far too long for Obi-Wan’s liking to arrive at the hidden base. As the ship landed, Obi-Wan scooped Padme up in his arms. The ramp began to lower and he rushed down it, with C-3PO and R2D2 behind him. Bail raced forward to meet them.

“We’ll take her to the medical center,” Bail said. “Quickly.”

Obi-Wan hurried to the medical center, with Bail leading the way. As soon as they were in the medical center, Padme was taken into a room next to yours to be checked over. Obi-Wan, now not carrying Padme, turned to Bail.

“Where is Y/N?” He asked.
“She’s in the next room,” Bail responded. “She’s been in extreme amounts of pain and asking for you.”

Obi-Wan gave a nod before racing to the next room. The medical personnel had finally gotten you into a calm state, with little pain. You were still in your robes as they had simply worked around them to patch up the injuries. Obi-Wan hurried to your side and took your hand.

“I’m here, little star,” he said, bringing your hand up to kiss your knuckles. “I’m here.”
“Obi-Wan…” you whispered, eyes fluttering open to look at him. You could see what the last few hours at down to him, worn him out to the core. “Did you…” He nodded as he swallowed down her emotions. You could sense Padme in the Force around you. Something was wrong. “Padme…”
“They are checking on her now.”
“I want to see.”
“You need to rest.”
“I need to see her… please, Obi… we need to be there for each other.”

Obi-Wan understood what you meant, though was concerned for your own health. With a resigned sigh, he found the wheelchair in the room, picked you up, and gently placed you in it. As he rolled you out into the hallway, you saw Bail, Yoda, R2, and C-3PO watching Padme be taken care of through the glass windows. Obi-Wan pushed you up to the window that aligned with Padme’s face. You held your trembling hand out to the glass and close your eyes. You could feel her slipping away like something was slowly sucking her life force from her. You opened your eyes again when you heard the medical droid come out to update the group.

“Medically, she’s completely healthy,” the medical droid stated. “For reasons we can’t explain, we are losing her.”
“She’s dying?” Obi-Wan questioned, shocked.
“We don’t know why. She has lost the will to live. We need to operate quickly if we are to save the babies.”
“Babies?” Bail repeated.
“She’s carrying twins.”

You didn’t even try to stop the tears from falling. Those twin babies were your family and they were about to lose both their mother and father in the same night. Obi-Wan walked over to you. One of his hands found your shoulder as he looked in at Padme.

“Those babies deserve better than this,” you whispered. “I want to be in there with her during the procedure.”
“Of course,” Obi-Wan replied softly.

~~~

Much to Obi-Wan’s disappointment, you insisted on standing up during Padme’s operation. Obi-Wan had tried to fight you on it but the determined look in your eye told him that he didn’t stand a chance. You would stand at the side of the woman you consider your sister as she gave birth to your brother’s babies. Obi-Wan stood on the opposite side of the table from you, both of you holding one of her hands.

Padme whimpered and sobbed through the operation. You struggled to hold in your emotion, but you pushed through for the sake of Padme. When the first baby began crying, Padme got a few moments of relief.

“It’s a boy,” the medical droid announced, passing the baby to Obi-Wan.

Obi-Wan gently held the newborn, bending down to give Padme a better view. Padme reached up to caress the baby.

“Luke,” she rasped. “Oh, Luke.”

Quickly, Padme began whimpering and sobbing again as the medical droid worked to deliver the next baby. Obi-Wan kept ahold of Luke as you kept ahold of Padme’s hand. She gripped your hand tightly as she shouted in pain.

“You’re so close, Padme,” you tried to comfort her. “You’re almost done.”

The next baby cried and the medical droid announced it to be a girl. Padme let go of your hand so that you could take the newborn baby girl in your arms.

“It’s a girl,” Obi-Wan repeated, seeing how exhausted Padme was.
“Leia,” Padme breathed out. You felt a sudden shift in Padme’s Force signature. She was slipping faster now. “Obi-Wan…” Padme was breathing heavily as she spoke. “There’s good in him… I know… I know there’s… still—“

With a final pull, Padme’s signature was ripped away, leaving her lifeless on the stretcher. The babies began crying along with you as Obi-Wan tried to hold in his emotions. Needing the babies to be checked over, two medical droids came and took them from you and Obi-Wan. Once Obi-Wan’s arms were free he rushed around the stretcher to catch you from collapsing to the ground. You clung to him as you sobbed, feeling the weight of the losses crash down on you. Obi-Wan cradled your head close to him as he rested his against yours and slowly rocked you both. Tears fell from Obi-Wan’s eyes and onto your head as you continued to cry in his embrace.

~~~

With the babies asleep, Bail had Padme’s body loaded onto his ship. They needed to take the body to Naboo for a proper funeral. You helped load the babies into the ship before meeting Obi-Wan, Yoda, and Bail in the conference room on board. You sat beside Obi-Wan, reaching over to grip his hand.

“Hidden, safe the children must be kept,” Yoda stated.
“We must take them somewhere where the Sith will not sense their presence.”
“Hmm. Split up they should be.”
“Look at where it got us last time,” you commented. “I don’t think splitting them up is wise.”
“Easily sensed together, the children would be. Protection from the Sith, this is about, nothing more.”
“My wife and I will take the girl,” Bail offered. “We’ve always talked of adopting a baby girl.” He looked at you, knowing that these babies were your family. “She will be loved with us.”
“And what of the boy?” Obi-Wan asked.
“To Tatooine,” Yoda responded. “To his family send him.”
“I am their family,” you said, getting emotional.
“We will take the child to Tatooine and watch over him,” Obi-Wan told Yoda.
“Until the time is right, disappear we will.” Obi-Wan, Bail, and yourself stood up, bowing to Yoda. “Y/N, wait a moment.”

Obi-Wan looked at you, quietly questioning if you would like him to stay. You shook your head and gave his hand a squeeze. You watched him and Bail leave the room before sitting back down.

“Yes, Master?” You asked.
“Go with Obi-Wan, you cannot,” Yoda stated, firm and direct.
“What? Why not?”
“Must not tell Obi-Wan what I am to tell you… Alive, Anakin is.” You thought you were going to stop breathing. Though, it made sense. You had yet to feel his death in the Force. “Darth Vader he is. Will not stop until he finds you and Obi-Wan.”
“And because we’re twins—”
“Sense you easily, he can.”
“And if I was with Obi-Wan, he would find Luke.”
“Correct, you are. Sever the bond you share, you must.”
Tears filled your eyes quickly. “I… I can’t do that, Master Yoda… Our bond is much stronger than before. Severing it could kill him.”
“Survive, Obi-Wan will. You have no choice. Say goodbye, quickly you must.”
“Master, please don’t ask this of me.” Tears trailed down your cheeks. “Anything but this… I’ve already lost too much. I can’t lose him too.”
Yoda sighed. “A fear of loss, your bond has created. Ignored your relationship, I have due to the strength and light that comes from your bond. But for the safety of the future of the Jedi, you must sever your bond and run.”
You swallowed thickly, knowing that what Yoda was saying was the truth. “I will do what I must.”
“The Chosen One, you are. Bring balance to the Force, you will someday.”
“Master… have you ever thought that both Anakin and I are the Chosen One? The Chosen One is said to bring balance to the Force. Don’t we do that by one of us in the dark and one in the light?”
“Hmmm. The truth you speak, my former Padawan. Meditate on that in isolation I will.”

The old Master gave you a look that you were sure was the most sentimental look you had ever seen from him. Almost like he was sad to have to ask this of you.

“Miss you, my Padawan, I will,” he told you honestly.
You pressed out a smile for him as you went over and hugged him briefly. “I will miss you too, Master.”
“Proud, am I, of the Jedi and woman you have become. Now, go. A hard goodbye you still have to make.”

~~~

You were with the babies when Obi-Wan found you. He leaned against the doorway as you held both of the twins. Your back was to him, but Obi-Wan had been able to feel something was wrong, more than just the situation already, since your private conversation with Master Yoda.

“Little star,” he called, stepping into the room, clearly concerned.

You pressed your eyes closed, knowing it was time to say goodbye. To break your heart… to break his. You gave each baby a kiss on the forehead before slowly setting the twins down in their individual beds and turning to face Obi-Wan. His brows immediately scrunched in concern as he stepped closer to you.

“Darling, what’s wrong?” He asked.
“I… I am afraid that I can’t come with you to Tatooine,” you said. Your voice was small, nervous almost. Obi-Wan went to say something but you quickly spoke before he could. “It’s not safe. With the strength of our bond, they will be able to sense us—find us. It would put Luke in danger and if he is the future of the Jedi, I cannot allow that.”
“No.” Obi-Wan shook his head and he grabbed your wrists and held your hands up to his chest. “We are stronger together.”
“Not in this case, Obi… I wish things were different. But you need to let me go. I will distract anyone from searching for you or the twins.”
“The Jedi Order is no more… We can be together freely while we watch over Luke.” You shook your head, unable to speak as the emotions in the room grew. Obi-Wan closed his eyes and rested his forehead against yours. “I can feel you are keeping something from me, little star… please, let me help you…”
“I cannot… I wish I could… but for the safety of the twins—for the safety of you… you must let me go.”
“I will not ever let you go... Stay with me. We can find a way.”
“This is more than just about us, Obi. These twins are the future of the Jedi—my family—and they must be protected. I am doing my part by separating myself from them…” You quickly came up with an excuse that wasn’t a lie, unable to tell him about Anakin being alive. “Palpatine is still alive and will search for both of us, especially me since I could still fulfill the prophecy of the Chosen One. I cannot be near one of the twins when they come after me.”
Obi-Wan knew that your point was valid. But the thought of never seeing you again threatened to kill him. “I cannot do this without you.” The great General’s voice was full of more emotion—more heartbreak than you were sure it ever had been.
You pulled your head away from Obi-Wan’s and cupped his cheek. You looked him in the eye, seeing tears form in them. “Yes, you can.” You pushed all the confidence into your bond as you could, trying to make this easier on you both. “You are the great Jedi Master Obi-Wan Kenobi. You have fought countless battles, been tortured, watched your own Master die in your arms, and so much more. I have watched you in awe at the strength you carry… I know that you can do this because you will not let Padme or myself or… or Anakin down… I love you, Obi-Wan. I will love you until long after this galaxy implodes on itself. I am doing this because I love you. And…. And if you love me just as much as I believe you do, you will let me go.”

Tears streamed down Obi-Wan’s face as he desperately brought you in for a kiss. Your signatures bound together deeper than ever before—and for possibly the last time— as you both pulled each other closer; your hands at his neck and his gripping your waist. His tongue begged for entrance into your mouth and your lips willingly split further for him. Tears began trailing down your face, causing the kiss to become watery and salty. Not that either of you would allow that to stop you. Your hearts were beating in time, both threatening to break because the two of you knew that once you separated, you would leave.

You could feel Obi-Wan’s signature begging you to stay. And if you kissed him like this for any longer, you knew you would. So, ripping out your own heart, you pulled away from him. The only sounds that filled your ears for a few long moments were the sounds of you and Obi-Wan panting and your hearts breaking. You couldn’t get yourself to make eye contact, fearing again that you would fail to do what you needed to.

“Close your eyes, Obi, please,” you begged, voice breaking. “I cannot do this if you don’t.”

Obi-Wan took a long look at you, your head bowed to avoid seeing his face. He took in the war-torn and bloody clothes that hung from your form. He hated that he didn’t know how much of that blood was yours. The hands Obi-Wan had on your waist tightened their grip as he continued to study you. You looked beaten and almost broken as you refused to look at him. Yet you were still his little star. Ever shining brightly at the center of his galaxy. The most beautiful thing he had ever laid eyes on. He took a deep breath, eyes running over you one last time to engrave your image to his memory forever, before doing what you had asked of him.

“Okay,” he whispered, voice once strong and powerful now completely broken. “They’re closed.”

You looked back up to confirm that his eyes were indeed shut. Obi-Wan’s hands were still tightly gripping your waist, trying to still keep you there with him. You swallowed back a hard sob as you peeled his hands off of you and brought them up to your lips. Tears spilled onto his large, rough hands as you kissed the palms of them. Savoring every second you could. Slowly, you brought his hands down to his sides and let go. You unclipped your lightsaber from your belt next, pushing it into one of his hands before leaning in and kissing him briefly, one last time.

“I love you, Obi-Wan Kenobi.”
“I love you, Y/N Skywalker.”

Tears continued down your face as you slowly separated from him further. The babies began crying in the background, sensing the thick emotions that were swirling in the Force around them. You allowed yourself one more look at the man you loved; the man whom you had given your whole being to. Stifling a sob, you ran out, heading straight for your ship.

Obi-Wan fell to his knees, clutching your lightsaber against his chest with one hand as his other gripped the ring hanging from his neck. His wails added to those of the newborn twins, who cried louder once you were out of the room. Obi-Wan’s cries worsened when he felt your signature disappear into hyperspace.

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You did not sever the bond as Yoda had advised. You had already made a heart-wrenching goodbye after losing so much, you were not ready to lose more. Though your bond remained intact, you did not let yourself reach out to Obi-Wan or respond when you felt him reaching out to you. It was heartbreaking to do so, to not make that connection, but you were trying to protect him and the twins.

Running wasn’t easy, especially with the rapidly growing presence of the Empire in almost every planetary system. The clones—now known throughout the galaxy as stormtroopers—could be found on every planet that the Empire ruled over. The Emperor had also quickly put together the Inquisitorious Program. The members of the program were Force-sensitive agents of the dark side who worked in hunting down any Jedi that had survived Order 66 and any other Force-sensitive beings. You had thankfully only heard whispers of the Inquisitors, never running into them yet yourself.

One of the whispers that followed with the Inquisitors was that Darth Vader governed them. You knew that Darth Vader was the Sith name for your brother, Anakin Skywalker. It didn’t much surprise you that he was leading the charge to hunt down the remaining Jedi. You knew that he was mainly doing it to hunt you and Obi-Wan down—revenge having consumed him. You would not let him get to Obi-Wan; the fact that you loved him too much to let that happen and you feared what Anakin would do if he found Luke.

The times when you tried to get some rest were some of the hardest. It was in those still moments that your mind would remind you of what had happened.

The clones turning on you.

The siege on the Temple.

Fighting with Anakin.

Padme giving birth and being taken away.

You having to leave Obi-Wan.

Your tears weren’t controllable when the memories resurfaced. And, when you did chance to fall asleep, your nightmares only replayed the memories with such vivid detail. You couldn’t imagine what you looked like, especially after those hard nights. People you passed as you tried to blend into wherever you were at the time, could be caught staring at you. You feared that they could tell that you were a former Jedi or just that you clearly didn’t belong. But then someone made a comment about your appearance.

“You don’t look so good, sweetheart,” the bartender noted as he passed you a drink. “You running from something?”
You threw some credits down on the counter. “Yeah…” you mumbled. “Love…”
“Sounds about right. Need a place to rest?”
You shook your head as you downed your drink quickly. “I’m good, thank you.”

You never stayed somewhere more than a night or two. You could feel that you were being hunted and you feared that one wrong misstep would let them catch you. And you weren’t about to let that happen. You, unfortunately, had a few altercations with stormtroopers a few times, pressuring the search for you further. After the most recent altercation, the Empire had you as the number one most wanted person. On almost every public screen in the Empire, your face would appear as a warning every so often. This meant that you were really on your own now.

It had been a little over a year since you left Obi-Wan on Senator Organa’s ship. There was no end to running in sight. No hope besides the twins that were separated and being cared for by the best of people. You often found yourself wishing that you could be one of those lucky ones to watch over your niece and nephew, but you knew the risks.

That’s why you were rushing through a crowd, trying to make it onto the cargo ship in time. You needed to leave this planet as you had been spotted by a set of stormtroopers. When you reached the cargo ship, you noticed that stormtroopers were guarding the entrances. You suspected that there would be some inside even, waiting for you to make your move.

“Blast!” You muttered.

You ducked behind another ship, peeking your head out as you tried to come up with a plan. Glancing up, you checked out the ship you were hiding behind. It wasn’t very big, but you could easily get off the planet using it and, hopefully, the stormtroopers wouldn’t expect it. You jumped up onto the ship, Forced open the cockpit, and slipped in. You started the ship up and could see out of the corner of your eye a group of stormtroopers heading to check out the ship.

As you slowly guided the ship off the ground, you looked at the stormtroopers and cockily saluted. You smirked as they started to shoot at the ship. Turning the ship, you took off into space. You didn’t get very far when a star cruiser exited hyperspace. A familiar presence onboard.

“Anakin,” you whispered.

This was the closest you had gotten to him since the fight at the Jedi Temple. You were frozen for a moment, unable to move. TIE starfighters began flying out towards you but didn’t start shooting. As they neared, you finally shook your head and began dodging the TIE fighter's advances. You furrowed your brows in confusion as they continued to follow you but still weren’t firing on you. More TIE fighters flew out as the star cruiser neared and you finally realized what they were doing. They weren’t trying to shoot you down, they wanted you onboard. And you couldn’t let that happen.

Your dodges became more desperate as you tried to break free so that you could enter hyperspace. It was then that they began firing on you, but not to kill, just to prevent you from going anywhere. You were going to try one more move when suddenly you couldn’t control where the ship was going. Seeing how close the star cruiser was to you, you realized that you were caught in a tractor beam and being pulled into the ship. You cursed yourself silently for choosing a small ship with nowhere for you to hide. Out of habit, your hand went to your hip only for you to remember that you no longer had your lightsaber. Even after a year, you were still struggling with the fact that things had changed.

Taking a deep breath, you tried to remain calm as the ship was pulled into the star cruiser’s hangar bay. You knew that you could not fight your way out of this, especially when you noticed the rows of stormtroopers lined up outside the window. You inhaled sharply as you saw a large man wearing all black with a helmet on marching towards the ship. His cape flowed behind him. You felt the familiar presence, though it was significantly darker than you had last felt it.

As soon as the ship was sitting in the hangar bay, stormtroopers surrounded it, aiming at you. You released the hatch, put your arms up in surrender, and slowly got out of the cockpit. Eyes focused on the half man, half robot in front of you, you noticed how heavy the man was breathing.

“Search her,” one of the troopers ordered once you were on solid ground.

The poncho you were wearing was torn off of you as well as the bag that was slung across your shoulder. Two of the troopers patted you down as two others searched your bag and basically all the other troopers aimed at you. Your eyes never wavered from the heavily breathing man in front of you.

“She’s clear,” another trooper answered, not sounding like how any of the clones ever sounded like.
“You’re alone,” Darth Vader’s voice was deep, heavy, and almost robotic, stinging your core. “I am surprised.”
“As I am surprised to see you in this condition,” you responded. You moved your hands to rest on the back of your head so that they were still up.
“My condition is only one man’s fault.” Vader’s voice filled with anger. “Where is he? Where is Obi-Wan Kenobi?”
“I don’t know. I haven’t seen him in over a year.”
“Liar!” He threw his hand out and used the Force to begin choking you. Slowly he lifted you up in the air as you struggled to breathe. “Where is he?!”
“I… don’t… k—know…. Honestly….”

Vader threw you down on the ground. You coughed as you tried to get air back into your lungs again. Darth Vader marched toward you, roughly gripped your arm, and pulled you to your feet.

“I know you know where he is,” Vader said, his anger almost as loud as his breathing. “You and Kenobi can’t be parted for too long.”
“Just as you and he once were,” you retorted.
His free hand reached up and physically took you by the neck, squeezing. “You will tell me where Kenobi is or I will force it out of you.”
“What—“ Your hands grasped his wrist, trying to loosen his unrelenting grip. “What… has happened… to you… Ani?”

You choked more as he squeezed harder. Black dots surrounded your vision as your eyes fought to stay open. Eventually, you had no choice but to give in, losing consciousness in Vader’s hold. He tossed you down to the ground and stared at your form for a moment.

“Take her to the detention level,” he ordered. “Make sure she’s bound.”

Vader looked at you until the troopers grabbed you to pull you away. Then he spun around and marched off.

~~~

You had tried to be strong, tried not to show that they were causing you any pain. But after being shocked over and over again, at varying intensities, for who knows how long, you couldn’t hold back the screams any longer. You were panting, unwanted tears slipping down your face, as you hung in the air. Your head hung down weakly, the ring and chain around your neck hanging in your eye line. The troopers had stopped briefly due to the doors behind them sliding open. You glanced up as the stormtroopers moved to an attentive stance. The person who walked in, all cockily, didn’t surprise you.

“Tarkin,” you scoffed softly.
The man smirked. “General Y/N L/N,” Tarkin greeted, coming up to you. You could see Darth Vader standing in the doorway behind him. “It’s great to see you again.”
“I can’t say I feel the same.”
He chuckled darkly. “You would feel better if you would simply tell us the location of General Kenobi.” You clenched your jaw, not saying a word. “We all know that you know his location. Darth Vader has informed the Emperor and his council of the relationship you and Kenobi had.” You glanced back at Vader before focusing back on Tarkin. His fingers went up and held the ring hanging from your neck briefly. “The two of you cannot be very far from one another.” His hand came up to caress your face, you snapped your head away.
“I do not know where he is… and, even if I did, I would never tell you.”
“We will see about that. We will break you in time.” He stepped back. “Continue on.”

The stormtroopers ignited their electric spears and began prodding you again. You screamed out. You wished that this torture could end but you would never put Obi-Wan or the twins in danger. You would rather die.

~~~

Obi-Wan was working in the smoldering suns of Tatooine. He had gotten a job collecting meat from dead creatures not long after arriving on the desert planet. It was a job that didn’t require much interaction with others and took him away from the cities to keep his identity hidden. He was in mid-chop when he felt the first sign of pain—of your pain. His hands began to tremble as the shocks of pain grew closer together and more unbearable. Sweat trickled down his face as his jaw clenched and he tried to control the pain.

His signature branched out to try and reach you. He needed to connect. If not to help with the pain, but to just feel you. If you were feeling incredible amounts of pain, Obi-Wan knew you were not safe. He wasn’t surprised when he found you blocking him from fully connecting. You had done that ever since you left him on Bail’s ship. Every time he was blocked hurt more than the last.

Obi-Wan was thankful that his shift was over soon after the pain had started. His fists were clenched as he was practically hunched over on the transport. When he finally reached the cave he was calling home—though nothing was home without you— Obi-Wan collapsed on the ground. The pain was becoming more and more unbearable. He was feeling overheated, and sweating, as his heart felt like it could beat out of his chest. His hand clamped around the ring hanging from his neck while his eyes began to blur with tears and just the inability to focus.

He lurched forward with a gasp as another wave of pain shot through him. Falling on all fours, Obi-Wan was finally able to realize what was happening. You were in pain from injuries or torture or something, but now…. You were severing the bond. Something was happening and you were being forced to sever the bond between the two of you.

“No,” he gasped, pleading. “No, please… little star…”

Obi-Wan knew that you couldn’t hear him, but he couldn’t help himself.

“Please… don’t do this…” he continued.

The pain continued, inside of him and in the Force around him. Sobs began to wrack his body as he failed to be able to reach you or control the pain. Fully collapsing on the ground now, Obi-Wan turn to lay on his back. He could feel as you made a small connection.

“I’m so sorry, Obi,” he heard you in the Force. “Please, forgive me.”

And with that, the connection was torn, leaving Obi-Wan passed out on the dirt floor of his cave and officially all alone.

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You quickly found out that Vader cared more about finding Obi-Wan than Tarkin did and that Tarkin simply enjoyed torturing you. It was clear that you were his prize. For some reason, they weren’t willing to kill you just yet but they also weren’t questioning you too bad when it came to finding Obi-Wan’s location.

The torture varied from day to day. Sometimes it was starving you or using electric spears or toxic gas to try and suffocate you. Other times it was electric whips or Darth Vader’s use of the Force. Even with your increasingly weakening state, Vader could not penetrate your mind. He would often quickly grow frustrated, choking you until you passed out and then storming out of the room.

You were ever-growing weaker, and you knew that much of it was because you had broken your bond with Obi-Wan. The bond gave you so much more strength than you ever realized until it was gone and you were dealing with the torture yourself.

During meetings with the Emperor and his council, that included Tarkin and Vader, you would be dragged out. You were tortured in front of the men, proving to them how weak the Jedi were and for simply entertainment. The Emperor was hardly ever physically in attendance, but when he was, he would join in the torture with Force lightning. Sometimes, after the meeting was over and you were basically out of it, the men would be allowed to touch you. They never were allowed to go very far, everything happening over your clothes, but it was still unwanted and would throw you back into the memories of your rape.

Proving to you that Anakin was still deep down inside of Darth Vader, he was the one who would stop the other men from going further than touching you over your clothes. You were thankful for even that little bit of kindness.

Your torture went on like this for years. Eventually, since you were refusing to give no information about anything that had to do with Obi-Wan, the Emperor ordered you to be moved to the Fortress Inquisitorius. There, there was a tomb of Jedi and other Force-sensitive beings. You were thrown in a room near the tomb to basically be forgotten about except for when some of the Inquisitors needed to have some fun.

One day, a younger Inquisitor entered your small prison. You looked up from where you lay on the ground, unimpressed.

“Get up,” the woman demanded. You didn’t move. “I said,” the Inquisitor began choking you with the Force and pulling you off the ground, “get up.”

The Inquisitor set you down on your feet and let the pressure around your neck go. You started coughing, almost falling to the ground again when the woman pinned you against the wall.

“Tell me where Kenobi is,” she demanded.
“They’ve kept me as a prisoner for nine years,” you replied, clearly exhausted, “and I have never once said anything… what makes you think you’re so special?”
“So you do know something?”
“I.. never said… that.” Breathing was hard, having no medical care done to you in the last nine years was taking its toll.
“It’s clear that you are not his weakness, like once believed to be. He would have come after you by now, to save you if you were.”
“You know… nothing… about me and Obi-Wan.”
“Oh, really?” She laughed as her hand came up to toy with the ring around your neck. “Then what is this?” You glared at her, unresponding. “If you are not enough to draw Kenobi out of hiding, I need to know what is.”
“I am afraid… you are speaking something quite impossible…”
“I am not so sure. Everyone has a weakness. And I will find Kenobi’s, whether you help me or not.”
You studied the woman in front of you, feeling something familiar about her. “Do I know you?”
She scoffed. “You’re not so powerful as everyone believes.”
“Or maybe… this is me showing my power… that this has always been the plan… me being captured and tortured… to allow others a chance…”
She growled. “I will have Kenobi and I will bring him to Vader, if it is the last thing I do.”

~~~

It had been almost nine years since Obi-Wan felt you last—since your bond was severed. Since then, Obi-Wan’s hope and ability with the Force slowly faded. He kept himself busy with work and watching over Luke, never making any friends or willingly interacting with more people than he had to. Without you connected to him, guiding him, he realized that they had really lost. The time of the Jedi was over. What kept him watching over Luke was making sure that the Empire didn’t find the boy if he became Force-sensitive. And he couldn’t handle disappointing you. Even if he believed you were to be dead.

It took years for him to recover from the pain of the bond being severed. Obi-Wan still wasn’t fully recovered. Due to the amount of pain he had felt, he was convinced that you were dead. It was the only thing that made sense to him.

His lonely nights in the cave in which he lived were the hardest. His dreams were filled with you and Anakin—mostly surrounding the fall of the Republic and the Jedi Order. Obi-Wan would often wake suddenly, calling out for you or his old Master, Qui-Gon Jinn. Before Obi-Wan had left Yoda ten years old, Yoda had told Obi-Wan that Qui-Gon had training for him and yet, nothing had happened over the span of ten years, leaving him continually disappointed.

Tonight was no different. Obi-Wan’s mind relived memory after memory, ending when you leaving him behind on Bail’s ship. He inhaled sharply and he woke suddenly. Breathing heavily, he looked around his cave, silently wishing you would just appear to comfort him. He sat up from his mat and ran his hand through his now longer hair. Glancing up at the ceiling, he called out.

“Master Qui-Gon.” He was met with silence. “Master?” Again silence. “Y/N.” He tried. “Please, little star…” Nothing.

Obi-Wan sighed, his head falling into his hands as he was at a loss of what to do.

~~~

The next day, he didn’t have to work. Obi-Wan decided that he would check on Luke. He rode his Eopie over to his usual spot close to the Lars moisture farm. Climbing onto a small ledge, he got his binoculars out and watched as Owen and Luke worked together. Eventually, Luke ran off somewhere. Owen began to worry.

“Luke?” The man called. “Luke!”

Obi-Wan began to widen his scope, trying to see if he could find Luke.

“Luke!” Owen shouted.
“Did he go back inside?” Beau asked, coming to her husband.
“He’s run off. Luke?”

Obi-Wan caught sight of Luke on the other side of the home entrance. He was on top of the dome building with goggles on, pretending he was flying a ship. Slowly, the hand Obi-Wan was using to hold up the binoculars fell to his lap. He was stuck in the past as an image of a younger Anakin doing the same thing filled it. He couldn’t help but feel saddened by the sight before him, thinking about what could have been.

Once night had fallen, Obi-Wan rode his Eopie over to the Lars’ and left a bag with a gift for Luke on the doorstep. He wanted to do what he could—what he knew you would have done. Then he snuck off and back onto his Eopie. He was riding it home when he heard rustling and could sense that someone was following him.

“Master,” a younger man stumbled out in front of him. “I thought I saw you in the town, but I wasn’t sure. I didn’t think you’d survived.”
“You’re making some kind of mistake,” Obi-Wan responded, trying to make it clear that this interaction was unwanted.
“I’m sorry, my name is Nari.” Nari pulled out his lightsaber. “Um, there’s no mistake.”
“You’re looking for somebody else.”
“What are you doing here, Obi-Wan?”
“My name is Ben.”
“Come on, please. Please… you have no idea what I’ve been through.”

Looking at the young man, Obi-Wan knew Nari wouldn’t leave easily. He commanded his Eopie to lay down and Obi-Wan rushed off of him and over to Nari.

“You must leave,” Obi-Wan stated. “You’ll draw too much attention.”
“But I have nowhere to go,” Nari replied. “They’re hunting me. You have to help me.”
Obi-Wan glanced at Nari’s hands and took the lightsaber from them. “You want me help? Take this. Walk into the middle of the desert and bury it in the ground. Stay hidden. Live a normal life.” He pushed the lightsaber back into Nari’s hands and turned to leave.
“What about the people that need us? What about the fight?”
Obi-Wan turned back to Nari. “The fight is done. We lost.” He got back on his Eopie.
“What happened to you? You were once a great Jedi.”
“The time of the Jedi is over.” He commanded his Eopie to stand. “Go back to the town. Let it go.”

~~~

After another long day of work, Obi-Wan found himself walking through town to reach his Eopie so that he could head home. He had just arrived when something clattered at his feet. He looked to see it was the gift he had left for Luke. His eyes moved up to see Owen standing there.

“I want you to stay away from him,” Owen demanded. “We don’t need anything from you, Ben,”
“It’s just a toy,” Obi-Wan responded as he picked it up.
“It’s a lot more than that.”
“There’s more to life than your farm, Owen. He needs to see that. There’s a whole galaxy out there.” Obi-Wan came closer to the man.
“I’m asking you to leave us alone, Ben. I mean it.” Owen turned to leave.
“Is he okay?”
Owen turned around, clearly irritated. “You don’t care if he’s okay. You care if he’s showing.”
“He’s my responsibility, Owen.”
“I’m his uncle.”
“We talked about this. When the time comes, he must be trained?”
“Like you trained his father?” Obi-Wan fell silent. “Like how his aunt was trained?”
“Y/N is no part of this—“
“Anakin is dead, Ben, and I won’t let you make the same mistake twice. So, leave him on the farm with his family, where he belongs.” Owen walked away.

~~~

After Owen had left, Inquisitors appeared and were threatening people for knowledge of Jedi whereabouts. A female one, Reva, threatened Owen. Eventually, the Inquisitors disappeared into an alleyway. Obi-Wan quickly left town and back to his cave for safety. He was sitting outside of his cave, watching over the desert, when a device began beeping from inside the cave. Slowly, he stood up and walked over to where the noise was coming from. It was in a chest, buried down within it. The device was for emergencies, the Organa’s having the matching one.

When he finally gained the courage to answer it, Obi-Wan was quickly informed that Leia had been taken.

“We don’t know who it was,” Bail’s hologram said, his wife standing at his side. “No ransom, no leads, Whoever they are, they knew where she would be. They… they were waiting.” Bail cleared his throat, clearly getting emotional.
“She needs you, Obi-Wan,” Breha said. “We don’t know how to get ahold of Y/N and we can’t trust anyone else.”
“What about the Senate?” Obi-Wan asked.
“We cannot let this become public,” Bail replied. “It would draw too much attention.”
“Well, your guard then? Or a bounty hunter?”
“Only you and Y/N know how important she really is, Obi-Wan. If Leia is discovered—“
“I can’t leave here, Bail. My duty is to the boy—“
“What about your duty to his sister? She’s as important as he is.”
Obi-Wan sighed, trying to think through it all. “It’s been ten years. I’m not who I used to be... Find someone else. She’ll be better off.”

Obi-Wan ended the call. He went back out to looking at the desert. He stood with his feet shoulder-width apart and his hands behind his back as he often saw you and Anakin do. As he thought of you, he knew that you would have dropped everything to go and find Leia and would be yelling at him for not doing the same. But in the past ten years, Obi-Wan had changed. He was not connected to the Force like he used to be and was not strong enough. Besides, with the Inquisitors on Tatooine, he could not leave Luke.

~~~

After work the next day, Obi-Wan saw that Nari had been killed and hung as a show in the town. He felt bad for not helping Nari but knew it would have only cost him more. Upon arriving to his cave, the droid Obi-Wan had hidden under the sand to sense intruders to his cave glowed red. Obi-Wan was immediately on alert. He carefully entered the cave to see someone in a cloak looking out over the desert.

“She’s headed for Daiyu,” Bail stated, pulling down his hood and turning to face Obi-Wan.
“You should not have come,” Obi-Wan said.
“They hid their signature behind a freight transport. The ship is on its way there now.”
“I can’t.”
“She’s my daughter, Obi-Wan.”
“I told you… I’m not the man you remember.”
“Well, you’re going to have to be!”
“I can’t leave the boy.”
“This isn’t about the boy, and you know it! You’ve made mistakes. We all did. It’s the past. Move on. Be done with it. You couldn’t save Anakin… but you can save her.”
“And what if I can’t?”
“There is no one I trust more with my child than you and Y/N… Please, old friend. For her… One last fight.”
Obi-Wan looked away. “Y/N is dead.”
“What? How did you—“
“I felt it… nine years ago… that is why you cannot find her. She’s gone.”
“Obi-Wan… her death is not your fault. She left to protect the children and she did her part. Do not let her death be in vain.”

~~~

Bail had left before Obi-Wan climbed onto his Eopie and headed into the desert. He did so with a speed he had never before. When he reached where he wanted to, his Eopie laid down and Obi-Wan pulled out a small shovel. He knelt down and began digging. It took him a few minutes to reach the wooden box that he was looking for. He pulled it out of the hole and set it down.

Opening it, Obi-Wan looked at the canvas cloth and pulled it open. His own lightsaber stared back at him along with Anakin’s and yours. His hand reached up and held the ring dangling from his neck as if to ask you if he should go through with this. Though a part of him didn’t want to, he knew he should. He took his lightsaber out and placed it on his hip, where it used to constantly reside. He was about to close the box and rebury it when he felt something in the Force telling him to grab yours as well. With furrowed brows, Obi-Wan took your lightsaber by the hand and slowly attached it to his other hip.

Obi-Wan buried the box before heading back into town. He bought himself a ticket off the planet but stopped before he reached the ship. Looking conflicted, he twirled the ticket between his fingers.

“Well?” A woman called from a few feet ahead, noticing his conflict. “You coming or not?”

Taking a few more seconds, Obi-Wan gained the courage to walk up to the woman and turn his ticket in. With a deep breath, Obi-Wan walked forward to the ship.

~~~

Something had shifted in the Force, you could feel it. Even in your weakened state. You were close to giving in, to letting yourself be one with the Force and be free of the pain of torture. But now something was telling you to fight, to stay alive just a little bit longer. That it would all be over soon.

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Once on Daiyu, Obi-Wan didn’t know what to do. All the signals in and out of the planet were blocked so he couldn’t find the ship that had brought Leia here. He had asked Qui-Gon for guidance, only to still receive nothing. As Obi-Wan walked the streets, he caught sight of a clone veteran. He was still in his clone armor, an unkept beard growing.

“Spare any credits?” The clone asked, holding out his helmet. Obi-Wan walked over, pulling out a few credits. “Help a veteran get a warm meal.”

Obi-Wan was reminded of the clones—Rex, Cody, Crak, Fives, Oddball, and many others. He hated seeing the Empire throw them away. Yes, the clones were bread for one purpose, but that didn’t make any of it right. Obi-Wan tossed the credits in the helmet before moving on.

After meeting a man named Haja, pretending to be a Jedi, Obi-Wan was able to find where Leia was being kept. He snuck into a lab and was trying to figure out where Leia was being kept in it.

“Hey,” a lab worker called out from behind. Two workers came to Obi-Wan’s side. “What are you doing back here?”
“Oh, I seem to have lost my way,” Obi-Wan responded, pretending to be clueless.
The lab worker scoffed. “Yeah, well, get back to work.”
“Right.”

Obi-Wan threw he elbow back, hitting the shorter working in the face and onto the ground. The taller worker in front of Obi-Wan, punched Obi-Wan in the gut. He groaned before being hit in the face. Obi-Wan’s hand went up to his nose as he turned around and dodged a punch from the taller worker. The shorter worker was back on his feet, helping attack Obi-Wan.

The weakened Jedi, dodged a few blows before punching the taller man down. Obi-Wan groaned in pain, having forgotten how much it hurt to punch someone. The shorter man went after Obi-Wan, who dodged the attacks and fought him off with his one hand. Eventually, Obi-Wan caught the man by the neck and leaned into his ear.

“Where’s the girl?” Obi-Wan asked quietly.

The man told Obi-Wan that he would find her fuller down in another hall. Obi-Wan knocked the man out before quickly finding his way to the room. He unlocked it and the door slid open. A hooded figure was in the center of the little room.

“Leia,” Obi-Wan whispered. “Leia.”

He flipped the hood off to reveal an old droid. Two beings came up from behind Obi-Wan, turned him around, and pinned him to the wall, aiming their weapons at him. A man walked in, all cocky.

“I didn’t know that Jedi could bleed,” the man taunted, seeing blood on Obi-Wan’s clothing from the fight. “I’m surprised you fell for it.” He chuckled. “I figured you’d be smarter than to risk everything for a spoiled little brat.”

The man punched Obi-Wan in the gut, causing him to lurch forward with a groan. One of the one’s pinning Obi-Wan down, took Obi-Wan’s saber from his belt and handed it to the man.

“The Inquisitor really figured you out,” the man stated as he studied the lightsaber in his hand. “She’ll be here soon. Then we’ll be rich and you’ll be dead.”
“Where is the girl?” Obi-Wan asked. “She must be close.”
“Doesn’t matter! You’re not getting out of here. You’re not a Jedi anymore, Kenobi. You’re just a man. And you’re bleeding all over my floor.”
“Well, everybody bleeds.”

He pulled a thing of spice that a girl before had put in his pocket and threw it on the ground. It exploded into the air, making everyone cough. Obi-Wan put a mask on, went over to the man, kneed him in the crotch, and took his lightsaber back. He walked out of the room, shutting the door behind him. He carefully continued down the hall. He stopped in front of one of the doors and placed his hand on it. Obi-Wan could vaguely sense someone inside. He opened it and stepped in. He was quickly hit by something and notice a girl trying to make a run for it.

“Wait,” Obi-Wan ordered, reaching over and grabbing Leia.
“Let go of me!” Leia yelled.
“Wait!”
“Let go!” Obi-Wan set her down and she stumbled back. He had his hands out to show he meant no harm. “Who are you?”
“Your father sent me. I’m here to help you.”
“Where’s the army?”
“Come. I’m gonna get you out of here.” He took her hand and started dragging her from the room.
“Why should I trust you?”
“Would you rather stay here? Now, let’s go.”

Obi-Wan quickly led Leia outside, knowing that they had little time with an Inquisitor on the way. He put his hood up and stole a smaller lab coat for Leia, forcing her to put her hood up as well.

“Come on,” he urged quietly, holding her hand. “We don’t have much time. Keep your head down.”
“This would’ve been easier with the army,” Leia muttered.
“Shh. Quiet.”

Obi-Wan guided Leia over to a quieter place. He let go of her hand.

“Come in here,” he said. “We have to change.”
Leia took notice of the two sabers on his belt. “Is that a— you’re a Jedi?” She questioned.
He quickly shushed her as he looked around and pulled another item of clothing over his head. “Quiet.”
Leia pulled her lab coat off as well. “It’s just… you seem kind of old and beat up.”
Obi-Wan rolled his eyes, already sensing the Anakin in Leia. He leaned down to be more at her level. “There is a port across the city. We need to make the last transport.”
“Okay, then let’s go.” Leia turned around and headed away.
“Wait.”

Leia froze in front of a large creature that growled at her. Obi-Wan quickly went to her side as the creature walked away.

“You have no idea what I’m risking being here, Your Highness,” Obi-Wan told her. “From now on, you’ll do exactly as you’re told, understand?”

Leia nodded, still in shock. Obi-Wan grabbed her hand and started heading down the streets. As they walked, Obi-Wan heard beeping on data pads and comlinks. He noticed that they all had images of him on it. He tried not to groan as he flipped his hood back on.

“Come on,” he told Leia. He took her to a little stall across the street and grabbed a green cape. “Here, put this on.”
“Can I try this one instead?” Leia asked, grabbing the highly decorated one.
“Half the city is looking for you. Put this on.” He helped her into the cape. Before going to the owner and pointing to what he was going to buy. “A little green cape.” Leia walked over to a set of gloves and picked them up. “You don’t need those.” Leia continued to put them on. “And the gloves,” he told the owner, knowing it was useless. “Thank you.” He walked back over to Leia. “Now, if anyone asks, we’re farmers from Tawl and you’re my daughter.”
“Granddaughter, maybe,” Leia muttered.
“What?”
“Nothing.” The two headed down the street again. “Where are we?”
“Daiyu.”
“This place is incredible. Do you smell that?” She tried to head over to a food stall.
Obi-Wan stopped her. “Don’t smell anything. Don’t look at anything. Don’t touch anything.”
“You should like my parents. Why aren’t you using your lightsabers? Maybe it’s because you’re not really a Jedi. I heard they all died. I read that Jedi can make things float. Make me float.”
“What?”
“I want to float.”
“No.”
“Because you can’t.”
“Because if I use the Force, then it’ll draw attention to us. Come on.”
“You haven’t even told me your name.”
“Ben.”
“It’s not a Jedi name.”
“Well, that’s my name. You’ll have to trust me eventually.”
“How can I trust you when I know you’re hiding something?” Leia stopped, forcing Obi-Wan to look at him. “You think the less you say, the less you give away, but, really, it’s the opposite.”
“How old are you?”
“Ten.”
“You don’t sound like you’re ten.” You sound like your father, your aunt, and your mother.
“Thank you.”
“Come on.”

Obi-Wan guided her into an alleyway, away from those clearly after him. They entered a clearer one, when a man turned the corner. Obi-Wan quickly uppercut him, knocking the man out and to the ground.

“Who was—“
“He’s a bounty hunter,” Obi-Wan answered, cutting the young girl off.

He pulled the body to the side to not make it noticeable. Leia found a seat against the wall and pulled out her small droid.

“We’ll stay here for now,” Obi-Wan said. He noticed the droid and pointed at it. “No noise from that.”
“Her name’s Lola,” Leia responded. “And she won’t make any. She’s hurt.”
“Good.” Obi-Wan realized how that must have sounded and regretted it. You would have been much better at handling Leia, much kinder and gentler. He moved over and crouched beside her. “What happened to her anyway?”
“She was ripped to pieces by kidnappers. She’ll be alright, though. She’s strong.”
“I let your parents know you’re safe. You’ll be back in the palace, back to normal, by nightfall.”
“Normal. Great.”
“Now who’s hiding something, Princess?”
“You don’t have to call me that. I’m just Leia.”

The man that Obi-Wan had knocked out had a device that started beeping.

“Stay here,” Obi-Wan ordered as he went to check it out. He saw a picture of himself on it and he knew he needed to shut it off. Leia followed after Obi-Wan, noticing the picture.
“What is that?” Leia asked. “Why is there a picture of you? You did lie.” She took a step back.
“Leia—“
“That’s what you were hiding. You’re the reason I’m here. They took me to get to you.” She kept backing away. “Did my father even send you?”
“Of course he did. Leia, listen to—“
“How do I know you’re not the real kidnapper?”
“You have to trust me.”
“You aren’t a Jedi.”
“Your father is a very old friend.”
“I don’t believe you.”
“Leia.” She turned and bolted out of the alleyway. “Leia! No!”

As Obi-Wan began to chase Leia through the busy streets, his mind played a similar memory to this one.

“Are you saying it was your decision?” You asked, voice clearly broken.
Obi-Wan sighed, absolutely hating himself for being the cause of your pain. “Look, I know I did some questionable things—even verging on terrible, but I did what I had to do. I hope you can understand that.”
You yanked your wrist from his grip as you spun around. “You lied to me! You— you severed our bond!” You were grateful that it was just the two of you left here as tears spilled down your face. “Do you even know how much pain you caused me?!”
“As I told you, I would never do you harm without reason.”
You shook your head. “This—“ You motioned to his transformative look. “This was not a good enough reason… you broke my heart, Obi-Wan. You broke my trust… I don’t think I can ever look at you the same again.”
“Darling, please, you need to understand that—” he stepped toward you only for you to quickly step away.
“Please, just leave me alone.” You ran away, into the woods.
“Y/N! Y/N! Come back!”

Obi-Wan could not lose Leia. Not that he really lost you that day, but he almost did. He could not fail you by losing Leia. He tried not to draw too much attention to himself but he had to move fast to keep up with her. He watched as someone grabbed Leia and he quickly drew his blaster and shot the man down. Another man attacked Obi-Wan. He quickly took the man down before Leia started running again.

“Leia!” He shouted.
“No!” She cried.
“Leia, wait! Stop!”
“Leave me alone.”

Leia found a ladder in an alleyway and quickly climbed up it, onto a roof. Obi-Wan saw her and followed after.

“No! Wait!” He called. “Leia!”

When he reached the rooftop, Obi-Wan saw Leia hurrying from one roof to the next.

“Leia!” He kept calling. “Leia!” Leia paused when she saw the bounty hunter on a roof across the alley. “Stop!”

Leia ducked behind some clothes hung to dry just before shots were fired at Obi-Wan. Obi-Wan pulled out his blaster and begun to fire back. He fired as he followed after Leia.

“Leia! Stop, Leia!” His fear was ever-growing. How would he be able to face Bail if Leia had died on his watch? “Leia! Leia!” He was growing more desperate with each call of her name. “Wait!” He ducked behind a piece of the rooftop to start firing at the bounty hunter again as Leia ran toward the edge of the roof. “Leia!”

Another bounty hunter joined in the attack as Leia clearly was debating on whether or not to try and jump to the next roof.

“Leia, don’t!” Obi-Wan shouted as he fired at the bounty hunters. Finally, he was able to hit the first hunter, killing him. “Leia, no!” Leia started running for the edge. “No!” She jumped off and Obi-Wan rushed over. “Leia, no!” He watched as she caught a wire hanging between the two buildings. “Hold on! Hold on tight!”
“Ben!” Leia whimpered.
“Don’t let go, Leia. Hold on tight.”
“Ben!”
Obi-Wan was panicking. He didn’t know what to do. He could see that her fingers were slipping. “Hold on. Just—Just… Leia! Leia, no!” Her fingers let go and Obi-Wan swore his heart stopped. “No!”
“Ben!”

Obi-Wan shot his arm out and closed his eyes. Straining, he tried to use the Force to catch Leia, to stop her from falling. He groaned as the Force was not reacting as fast as he would like. He thought of you and how strong your connection was to the Force. Obi-Wan pushed himself further until he could finally feel the Force react. Leia stopped just before she hit the ground. Obi-Wan grunted as he slowly set her down. Panting, he closed his eyes briefly before rushing down to her.

“Are you alright?” He asked, crouching down beside her. He was still panting, just even having used a little of the Force had taken a lot out of him.
“You… you really are a Jedi,” she responded, slightly in shock.
“We need to move.”

He took her hand and led her out of the alleyway. When they reached the port, they were informed that all incoming and outgoing travel had been canceled. They ducked behind a wall as Inquisitors and stormtroopers passed by.

“Who are they?” Leia asked.
“Inquisitors,” Obi-Wan responded. “Many were Jedi who turned to the dark side. Now, they hunt their own kind.”
“And this is all for you? Who are you?”

Hearing something behind them, Obi-Wan suddenly stood up. Without doing anything, the bounty hunter was shot down revealing Haja, the false Jedi.

“The bounty is on me,” Obi-Wan said, quickly pleading his case. “Let her go.”
“Listen carefully,” Haja said, hurrying to him. “The entire city’s locked down. It’s done. you need another exit.” He pointed to a building up in the sky. “It’s a cargo port. It’s fully automated. They won’t be looking for you there. Go to transport eight.” He handed Obi-Wan a small device.
“What are you talking about?”
“It goes to Mapuzo. They’ll be waiting.”
“Who’ll be waiting?”
“There are people out there, people who can help you.”
“You expect me to trust you? You’re a criminal.”
“Look, have I made a few bad decisions? Sure. Do I feel bad about it? Sometimes. Do I like credits? Yeah. So much stuff you can buy with credits.”
“Haja.”
“You remembered my name.” Haja chuckled. “I’m trying to make amends. I got that family safe, and I’m gonna do the same for you. If I’d known what you were—“
“Doesn’t matter what I am. I just need to get the girl home.”
“Go to these coordinates. They’ll help you from there.” Haja held out another small object.
“And how do I know this isn’t just a trap?”
“What choice do you have?” Obi-Wan took the other object from Haja. “You’re not alone, Obi-Wan. I’ll buy you as much time as I can.”

Haja rushed off with Obi-Wan and Leia quickly doing the same. They made their way to the cargo port elevator and up to where they needed.

“We must be careful,” Obi-Wan warned. “This is a cargo port. It’s not meant for people.”
“Then they won’t look for us here.”
“Well, not unless it’s a setup.”
“Is it that hard to believe you might have friends?” Leia moved to stand in front of Obi-Wan and stopped. “Look, since I met you, I’ve been chased, shot at, I almost fell to my death, and now there are Inquisiting people after us. If somebody is offering us help, I think we should take it. Now, come on.”

Leia turned and headed off. Obi-Wan couldn’t move, just taking in what Leia had said. There was so much of Padme and Anakin in her—even a little of you. But that rant just pulled him back to a time when he watched Padme argue in the Senate. Leia turned back when she realized Obi-Wan wasn’t following.

“What now?” She asked.
“Oh, nothing,” he responded, “you just remind me of someone.” He walked over to her. “She was fearless, too. And stubborn.”
“I’m not stubborn.”
“Yes, you are.”
“I’m not! Was your friend a Jedi, too?”
Obi-Wan sighed, stopping in his tracks. “No, she was a leader. She died a long time ago.”
“Oh, I’m sorry.”
“Me, too.”

The two continued to walk together towards the cargo ship. A door clanked behind them, causing Obi-Wan to rush Leia behind a stack of cargo. He peeked over to see a female Inquisitor walk in and ignite her red lightsaber.

“Obi-Wan…” the Inquisitor called in a sing-song tone of voice.
“Leia,” Obi-Wan stopped and held out the two objects Haja had give him. “If I don’t get back in time, go.” Leia took the objects. “I’ll be right behind you, I promise. Go!”
“I can feel you…” the Inquisitor continued.

Obi-Wan took his lightsaber off his belt and held it in his two hands like he had never held one before. Feeling that he might need extra strength, he placed his back on his belt and took yours in his hands. He ducked behind the cargo as he tried to see where the Inquisitor was.

“Your fear betrays you,” the Inquisitor stated. “You don’t have to worry. You’re not going to die… today. I’m just going to take you to him. Lord Vader will be pleased.” Obi-Wan stopped, unable to move. What had she just said? “You didn’t know. He’s alive, Obi-Wan. Anakin Skywalker is alive.” Obi-Wan felt like his heart was going to beat right out of his chest, his breathing becoming labored. “He’s been looking for you for a long time. And I will be the one to deliver you to him… deliver him to your love.”

His love? Obi-Wan was confused. What did this Inquisitor know about his love? About Y/N? She couldn’t possibly be alive. Obi-Wan had felt her death, he was sure of it. All of this was short-circuiting his brain.

“Third Sister!” The Grand Inquisitor shouted, bursting into the room. “I can stand the reek of your ambition no longer.”
“I found him,” the Third Sister responded. “We have him!”
“And I cannot risk you losing him again. Move aside.” Obi-Wan peeked through the cargo to see the Inquisitors. “Watch and learn.” The Grand Inquisitor went to use the Force when the Third Sister plunged her lightsaber into him.
“You think I’d let you take all the credit?” She pulled her lightsaber from him and the Grand Inquisitor fell to the floor. “Who’s in the gutter now?”

Obi-Wan ran off to the cargo ship. Leia saw him coming and started the ship. It took off as the Third Sister ran after Obi-Wan.

“You can’t run, Obi-Wan!” The Third Sister shouted. “You can’t escape him! We will find you! We will destroy you!”

As the ship flew off, Obi-Wan fell down into a seat. He was incredibly dazed, overwhelmed by the information he had just received. He was breathing heavily, unable to calm his racing heart.

“What is it?” Leia asked, noticing that something was wrong. “Are you okay?”
“Anakin,” he breathed out.

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Obi-Wan sat on his knees, on the floor, toward the front of the cargo ship. He was desperately trying to meditate through his emotions and the newfound revelation that Anakin was alive.

“Master Qui-Gon,” Obi-Wan whispered to himself, trying to reach out to his former Master. “Master… Are you there, Master?”
“You didn’t know,” the Third Sister’s voice rang out in his head. “He’s alive, Obi-Wan.”
“Only pain will you find,” Yoda’s voice was next.
“Obi-Wan…”
“Obi-Wan, promise me you will train the boy,” then it was Qui-Gon’s last desperate plea.
Your voice about broke him completely. “By helping Ani, you are helping me, Obi.” He wished that that had truly been so.
“If you are not with me, then you’re my enemy,” Anakin’s voice was harsh in his head as Obi-Wan wrung his hands together. “Don’t make me kill you. I do not fear the dark side. I see through the lies of the Jedi.”
“Help me, Master Qui-Gon,” Obi-Wan begged quietly. “Give me strength.”
“Anakin Skywalker is alive,” the Third Sister’s voice taunted. Obi-Wan’s eyes finally opened. “And he’s been looking for you for a long time.”
Obi-Wan could feel Vader through the Force. “He’s coming, Master.”

After realizing that he would truly not get aware through meditating right now, Obi-Wan moved back to wear Leia was. He took her droid, Lola, found some tools, and began to fix the little droid up. As he did so, he had a hard time not imagining Anakin excitedly doing the same thing for the girl.

“Are we almost there?” Leia asked. “Can’t you make this thing go any faster?”
“It’s a trade route, Leia,” Obi-Wan responded exasperatedly. “I’m not in control of it.”
“Can’t you use the Force on it or something?”
“That’s not how it works.”
“How does it work? The Force. What does it feel like?”
Obi-Wan thought for a moment, trying to figure out how to explain it in simple terms. He turned back to look at her. “Have you ever been afraid of the dark?” Leia nodded. “How does it feel when you turn on the light?”
“I feel safe.”
“Yes, it feels like that.” He nodded as he held out his hand and gave the girl back her droid.
“Lola!” She excitedly took the droid from him. “You fixed her.” She pressed the button that turned the droid one. “Thank you.”

Obi-Wan gave her a small smile, one that didn’t meet the eyes. He stared at the droid and wished that Anakin could have been the one to fix it for Leia. The one to make his daughter happy. Leia’s eyes caught a glimpse of the chain and ring that slipped out of Obi-Wan’s robes.

“What’s that?” Leia asked, pointing at the ring.
Obi-Wan looked down. He quickly grabbed the ring and stuffed it into his robes so that it rested against his chest. “Nothing,” he replied.
“It’s a ring. Whose ring is it?”
“It’s mine.”
“Why do you have it?”
Obi-Wan sighed. He went to respond when the ship beeped and rumbled. “We better get ready,” he said, standing. “We’re on approach.”

Obi-Wan watched out of the window as the ship landed them on the top of a flat cliff. He could see that there were only droids in charge of unloading the cargo. He was grateful for that but knew that they still needed to be careful. Keeping Leia close to his side, Obi-Wan led her away from the cargo ship, down the cliff, and onto one of the trails. He followed the coordinates that Haja had given them.

“What is this place?” Leia asked as they walked.
“Mapuzo,” Obi-Wan answered. “It’s a mining system. Coordinates say the meeting point is further north. That is if our new friend was telling the truth.”
“Why would he lie?”
“People are not all good, Leia.” He snapped looking down at her. He saw stormtroopers in the distance. “It wasn’t always like this here. There were fields and families. And then the Empire came in and ravaged it all.”
“Thought the Empire was supposed to be helping us.”
“Well, there are some, like your dad, who is trying to. Seems like a losing battle these days.”

Obi-Wan looked out in the distance, slowing down to a stop. There stood Anakin, as Obi-Wan had seen him on the day they said goodbye before he went to hunt down Grievous and you went to your star cruiser. Anakin’s arms were folded over his chest, with his cloak hood over his head. He stared down Obi-Wan, menacingly.

“Ben?” Leia called. “Ben?”

Obi-Wan looked down as Leia stepped closer to him. He placed a hand on her shoulder before looking back up and seeing nothing where he had thought Anakin had been.

“Stay close,” Obi-Wan ordered.

~~~

The door to your cell slid open, You didn’t have to open your eyes to know who was marching in.

“I found Kenobi,” the Third Sister told you. You masked your horror, biting the inside of your cheek as your stomach sank. “I lured him out by using the daughter of Senator Organa.”
Your eyes snapped open. “What?” You questioned, not caring if you just gave away anything.
“They are now on a mining planet… Lord Vader and I are heading there to lead the hunt… I told him that Anakin’s alive. Seemed to have not known. But you did. And you never told him.” You ground your teeth together. “Why would you do that?”
“You know nothing,” you growled. You used the wall to push yourself off the ground and onto your feet, using all the strength you had. “You think you do but you don’t.” You threw your hand out and used the Force to slam her against the opposite wall. You were panting, pushing yourself to your weak limit. “I will protect Obi-Wan until my dying breath. Even if that meant keeping the truth about Anakin from him.”
“How noble you are.” The Third Sister tried to move free from your grip, but you strained as you pushed yourself harder to keep her there.”
“You underestimated my strength, which was very unwise of you.”
The woman scoffed. “Your strength is failing you. I can hear the hammering of your heart and see the sweat beginning to drip down your face. You are not as strong as you once were. We have broken you down into nothing. Don’t think I can’t feel your signature slowly slipping away. You don’t have much longer.”

The Third Sister’s arm came out and tossed you across the room and into one of the side walls. You groaned as you hit the wall. Your head was fuzzy as you tried to focus on the Third Sister. She laughed as she walked over and crouched beside you.

“Kenobi will die by Anakin’s hand,” she taunted. “How do you feel about that?”

You panted, unable to find a good enough response as you tried to reign in your emotions. You would not let her see you cry.

“I’m sure Vader will stop by to tell you the news,” she continued. “I’ll see you then… if you’re still around.”

You watched as the Third Sister stood. She laughed as she exited the room and the door slid shut behind her. Once you were alone, you allowed yourself to cry.

~~~

Obi-Wan and Leia continued walking down the trail to where the coordinates led.

“Now, remember, if anyone asks, we’re farmers from Tawl,” Obi-Wan told her. “You’re my daughter, and you don’t talk.”
“I can’t talk, or I don’t like to talk?” Leia questioned.
“You don’t talk.”
“Got it.”
Obi-Wan stopped and looked around. “This is it. This is where he told us to come to.”
“Maybe they’re just late?”
“Maybe it was a lie. I knew it! I never should’ve trusted him.”
“We don’t know if maybe—“
“No one is coming here, Leia.”
Leia stepped passed Obi-Wan and noticed something coming in the distance. “Well, if we’re on our own, we’re gonna need some help.” She headed toward the road, waving her arms in the air.
“What are you doing?”
“Maybe they can give us a ride to the spaceport.”
“But it’s not safe.”
“He seems friendly.” Leia picked up speed toward the ship coming.
“Leia.” Obi-Wan jogged to catch up, feeling as if he was chasing after Anakin again. “Well, keep your head down. And remember, you don’t talk.” The ship stopped and Leia went up to it.
“Hi! I’m Luma,” Leia greeted. “This is my friend—my father. This is my father, Orden. We’re farmers from Tawl.”
“Hey, there,” the creature replied. “I’m Freck.”
“Father, aren’t you going to say hello?”
Obi-Wan gave a nervous nod and swallowed. “Hello,” he greeted.
“We were going on a trip, and we got a little lost in this field.”
“That’s a weird story,” Freck said, uneasy.
“We got a bit turned around,” Obi-Wan clarified. “We’re looking for the nearest port. We need to get home.”
“Well, I’m going that way. Jump in.”
“Oh, no, that’s alright. Thank you. We just need directions.”
“Come on, father, we’ve walked long enough,” Leia said, heading to the back. “Thanks, Freck.”
“My pleasure,” Freck responded. “Hop in.” Obi-Wan followed Leia into the back. “Don’t worry. I’ll get you to the port in no time.” Obi-Wan noticed the symbol of the Empire on the back and knew they had to be more careful. “Now, where’d you say you’re from again?”
“Tawl,” Obi-Wan and Leia responded together.
“Oh, good people out in Tawl. They pay their way, listen to the Empire.”
“Absolutely,” Leia replied. “We love the Empire.”
“Nice to meet like-minded folk. Nothing wrong with a little order, right?”

Freck slowed down when he saw four stormtroopers waving him down. Obi-Wan sat up straighter, putting a hand on Leia’s shoulder while the other one pulled his clock around him more.

“Transport late again?” Freck asked the troopers.
“As usual,” one of them responded.
“Well, hop in. Meet my new friends.”
“Thanks, Freck.”

The stormtroopers came around and joined Obi-Wan and Leia. Two sat on the bench across from Obi-Wan and Leia, while the other two sat next to Obi-Wan. Obi-Wan crossed his arms over his chest to make sure his cloak couldn’t move and reveal the sabers on his hips. Once the troopers were on board, Freck started making his way again.

“This is Orden and Luma,” Freck introduced. “They’re hitchin’ a ride to the port. Where are you all comin’ from?”
“They’re movin’ us around,” one of the troopers responded. “Looking for a Jedi.”
“A Jedi? Out here? I hope we’re not in any danger.”
“Ah, no, we’ll find him,” a trooper replied. “We always do.”
“You a miner?” A trooper asked Obi-Wan.
“Farmer from, uh, Tawl,” he answered.
“What are you doin’ out here?”
“That’s a long story.”
“It’s a long way.”
“He brought me here to see the place where he met my mother before she…” Leia cut in, trailing off.
Obi-Wan put a comforting hand on Leia before bringing it back to help keep his cloak on. “She’s not with us anymore,” he added. “Been a very difficult time.”
“What about you?” The trooper questioned. “You have any information about a Jedi?”
“I wouldn’t know one if I saw one.”
“You haven’t heard anything?”
“Nothing,” Leia confirmed. “Are you sure he’s even on this planet?”
“They know what they’re doing, Leia,” Obi-Wan slipped.
“I’m just, I—“
“You called her Leia,” the trooper noticed. “I thought her name was Luma.”
“That was her mother’s name,” Obi-Wan said. “I get confused. Like I said, it’s not been easy. Sometimes when I look at Luma,” he turned to Leia, “I see her mother’s face. We all miss her very much.” There was too much truth to his response, Leia could feel it too.
“Well, just keep your eyes open. Report it if you see anything.”
“Of course,” Obi-Wan and Leia responded in unison.
“This is us!” Another stormtrooper shouted, hitting the ship. “Thanks, Freck!”

The vehicle stopped, allowing the stormtroopers out. Freck quickly started it up again and moved on. Obi-Wan and Leia sighed in relief. Leia stared at Obi-Wan in deep thought, he noticed.

“What?” Obi-Wan questioned.
“You knew her, my real mother, didn’t you?” She asked.
“It was just a story.” He shook his head slightly.
“The whole time I’ve known you, you’ve been hiding something. Lying to me.”
“Leia.”
“Are you my real father?”
Obi-Wan moved to show her that he was listening and serious. “I wish that I could say I was, but no, I’m not.”
“Sometimes I try to imagine what he was like.”
He would have adored you, he wished to say aloud but couldn’t. “I know that feeling,” he decided on. “As Jedi, we’re taken from our families when we’re very young. I still have glimpses, flashes really, my mother’s shawl, my father’s hands. I remember a baby.”
“A baby?”
“Yes, I think I had a brother. Really don’t remember him. I wished I did… Then I joined the Jedi, and I got a new family just like you.” The sound of breaks caught Obi-Wan’s attention. He looked forward to see stormtroopers and a laser gate. “Freck? Freck? Can we get off here?”
“Oh, it’s a standard inspection,” Freck responded. “Don’t worry, won’t take long. I know these fellas.”

The vehicle stopped and Freck went out to talk to the stormtroopers. Obi-Wan watched the troopers as they eyed him and Leia. He pulled his hood over his head for more protection as the stormtroopers came around to the back.

“Not a lot of reasons to be in the outpost today,” one of the stormtroopers stated. “Where are you headed?”
“Uh, back to Tawl,” Obi-Wan replied. “We have family here we were visiting.”
“Alright, step out of the vehicle.” The trooper brought his comlink up to his mask. “Initiate protocol 23.”

Obi-Wan and Leia obeyed. Obi-Wan turned to climb down, unclipped his blaster, and helped Leia to the ground. He kept his head down but still noticed the probe droid coming toward them. He stepped in front of Leia, using his arm to keep her behind him.

“Raise your head,” the trooper ordered. “I said raise your head.”

The two troopers aimed their blasters at Obi-Wan. Obi-Wan raised his head as his hand slowly moved toward his gun. He waited until the probe had basically identified him to shoot at the probe's eye, successfully killing it. He took out one of the troopers and began taking out the rest. Obi-Wan grabbed Freck and used him as a shield, while he shot down the ones standing on top of the gate posts. Then Obi-Wan knocked Freck out. He turned to see that a stormtrooper had a hold of Leia. Obi-Wan put his hands in the air.”

“Put it down!” The trooper ordered, aiming at Leia. “Put it down!”
“Alright,” Obi-Wan said calmly, slowly lowering himself, “I’m putting it down. I’m putting it down. Just…” Leia whimpered. “Let the girl—“ Obi-Wan aimed past Leia, setting her free. She ran to him and took his hand. “Come on.”

Obi-Wan and Leia rushed over and flipped the switch to turn off the laser gate. When it didn’t work, Obi-Wan tried firing at it, successfully. The two ran through where the gate once was but halted when another group of stormtroopers with an Imperial Officer rolled in.

“Get down!” A female stormtrooper demanded. “Get down on the ground!” Leia and Obi-Wan both got down on their knees. “Put your head down.”

Obi-Wan obeyed. He flinched when he first heard a blast but looked up to see the Imperial Officer shooting down the stormtroopers.

“Come on,” the Imperial Officer said. “They’ll have sent a transmission. We have to hurry. I’ll take you the rest of the way.”

~~~

The female Imperial Officer led Obi-Wan and Leia to a camp and into a droid maintenance building. There was a droid, NED-B, who was there to help. NED-B opened a secret doorway. Obi-Wan guided Leia into it with the woman close behind. Obi-Wan looked around the small room.

“What is this place?” He asked.
“We have safe houses like this throughout the Galaxy,” she explained. “Trying to link the systems. Some call it the Path. You’re not the first Jedi to come through here.” Her eyes motioned to the walls of carvings. “It all leads to Jabiim, and from there, we give them new identities and get them out. There’s a lot of good people risking their lives out there.”
“Are they all Jedi?” Wondered Leia.
“Not all,” the woman chuckled breathily. “These days, the Empire hunts anyone who’s Force-sensitive. Even children.”
“What happens to them?”
“We’re not sure. But no one ever sees them again.”
Obi-Wan began studying the carvings on the walls. One, in particular, caught his attention. He brought his hand up to run his fingers across it. “Quinlan was here,” he said.
“Yeah, he helps now and again. Smuggling younglings.” Obi-Wan couldn’t help but smile briefly before turning back to the carving.
“What does it say?” Leia asked.
“Only when the eyes are closed can you truly see,” Obi-Wan read the carving aloud.
“See what?”
“The Way.” He turned back to the woman. “Do you know… do you know if a Y/N has been through one of these?”
“I know who you are talking about,” the woman responded. “And no, I do not know. Rumor had it that she was captured by Darth Vader not long into the Empire’s reign. But no one really knows for sure.”

A sudden knock sounded at the door to the droid maintenance. Obi-Wan pulled his blaster out and shoved Leia behind him. The woman got her own blaster out. They heard NED-B open the door for the demanding stormtroopers and the troopers came in to inspect the room. The hidden three stayed quiet in the secret room until they were sure the troopers were gone. The woman got her comlink out and began speaking into it.

“We’ve been compromised,” she said. “We’re coming to you right now.”
“We’re not ready,” the man on the other end said. “We need more—“
“I don’t care. Get the ship ready, and hurry.” She put her comlink down and began stripping herself of the Imperial clothes. “Someone must have seen us. We’re moving up the timeline.”
“Is it scary?” Leia asked. “Having to pretend?”
“Yeah, sometimes. But it’s worth it if I can help people.” Leia watched as the woman put a holster on her side. “I wear it on the other side. Gives me a faster draw.”
“Can you teach me how to shoot?”
“Leia,” Obi-Wan called, “come and get ready.” He pushed her over to the other side.
“She’ll make a good fighter one day,” the woman commented.
“Yes, I think you might be right… why do you do this? Risk everything?”
“I joined up when the Empire stood for something. By the time I realized what they really were, it was too late. I made some mistakes.”
“We all did.”
“I can’t imagine Obi-Wan Kenobi doing anything wrong.”
“It’s just Ben these days.”
“Well, Tala.” She slung a bag over her shoulder. “Come on, this will take us out.”

Tala pressed a button on the wall, revealing another hidden door leading into tunnels. Before they could enter, Obi-Wan gasped, feeling something overwhelming that he hadn’t felt in a long time. He stumbled, suddenly becoming weak.

“Ben?” Tala questioned. “What is it?” He leaned forward against the wall for support. “Ben.”

Obi-Wan’s breath trembled as he opened the other door and stumbled into the droid maintenance room. He went over to that final door and leaned against it, looking through the slotted windows. Tala and Leia quickly joined him. Stormtroopers were lining the streets as people rushed to hide. Obi-Wan saw the Inquisitors and a tall masked man walking down the dark and empty streets. He knew who the man was just by the Force around him.

“Get back in the room,” Obi-Wan whispered, pushing Leia back. “Go. Go. Now.” She stumbled back into the room, obeying Obi-Wan.

Obi-Wan went back to watching through the window as Darth Vader continued down the street until he suddenly stopped. His arm shot out and took hold of a man, using the Force. Vader pulled him from the building he was in, choking him. A boy chanced after the man.

“No!” The boy cried. “Stop! No!” The man gasped as he floated in the air, choking. “Dad!”

Vader slammed the boy back into the wall with his free hand and the Force. With a twitch of his hand, Vader snapped the boy’s neck before dropping the father, who was also dead now. Obi-Wan watched on in horror.

“Come,” Tala whispered. “We have to go now.” She rushed back to the room. “Come on!”
“Leia,” Obi-Wan breathed out as he hurried to her. “Go with Tala. I’ll be right behind you.” He left Leia’s side and went to Tala’s. “Get her to Alderaan. Promise me. Promise me.”
“Okay.”
“I’ll lead them away.”

Obi-Wan watched as Tala and Leia rushed into the tunnels before he turned his focus onto Vader, who was still walking through the streets. Vader’s arm shot out again and he used the Force to drag a woman on the ground down the streets. The woman screamed out in pain. Obi-Wan looked around the droid maintenance area and found another way outside. He went out and watched, making sure that Vader could sense him briefly before he ran toward one of the mines.

Obi-Wan was breathing heavily when he entered one of the mining areas. He looked around, trying to see if Vader had followed him. He stopped when he saw him not far off. Vader ignited his red saber as he stared down Obi-Wan. Shakily, Obi-Wan took out his saber and held the hilt in both of his hands. Instead of igniting it, he ran off into the dunes.

“We cannot run, Obi-Wan,” Darth Vader taunted.

Obi-Wan finally ignited his blue lightsaber as he turned to try and tell which way Vader would come from. He turned in circles until finally, Vader approached.

“What have you become?” Obi-Wan questioned.
“I am what you made me,” Vader responded.

Turning off his lightsaber, Obi-Wan took off running again. He knew that he didn’t have the strength to go against Vader, which is why he was biding time. Tala just needed to get Leia off the planet. That’s all that mattered. Obi-Wan slowed down when he grew tired and was sure he had enough distance between him and Vader, who was half metal. He kept checking over his shoulder just in case.

Suddenly, a lightsaber ignited from behind Obi-Wan. He spun, igniting his own lightsaber, but stumbled back when Vader hit him with his arm. Vader began attacking Obi-Wan with his red saber. Obi-Wan was playing defense, clutching onto his saber with both hands as he blocked the kits Vader made against him. The older man did not take the hits kindly, having lost much of his fighting abilities due to lack of use over the years. Vader noticed quickly.

“The years have made you weak,” the robotic voice stated.

The two continued dueling; Obi-Wan weakly dodging attacks and straining himself while Vader attacked mercilessly with just one arm. Vader threw Obi-Wan back using the Force. Obi-Wan groaned as he struggled to get back onto his feet.

“You should’ve killed me when you had the chance,” Vader taunted, marching toward his former Master.

Obi-Wan hit a pipe along the wall of a building, causing smoke to fill the air between him and Vader. He started running again. When there was really know where left for him to go, Obi-Wan turned around to see Vader continuing toward him. Using the Force, Darth Vader knocked a container of coal down before choking Obi-Wan and lifting him up in the air. Obi-Wan gasped and groaned, his lightsaber falling out of his hand. Vader leaned down slightly, using his lightsaber to ignite the coals. The fire spread across the ground between Obi-Wan and Darth Vader.

“Now you will suffer, Obi-Wan,” Vader said.

Vader pulled Obi-Wan down into the fire, landing him on his shoulder. Obi-Wan screamed out in pain as Vader dragged him through the fire.

“Your pain has just begun.”

As Obi-Wan continued to scream in pain, stormtroopers arrived to back Darth Vader up and Tala peeked over one of the dunes with NED-B. With the Force, Vader dimmed the fire, leaving Obi-Wan moaning and groaning in pain.

“Bring him to me,” Vader ordered.

A single stormtrooper crossed the smoldering coals but was quickly shot down by Tala from where she was. The other troopers aimed her way but didn’t know where to fire. She shot again, this time aiming for a nearby fuel cell that reignited the fire, bring this time. Thankfully, Obi-Wan had crawled from the coals as best as he could. NED-B went down and picked up the injured Obi-Wan. Vader watched on through the flames as stormtroopers failed to hit the droid and Obi-Wan got away.

NED-B and Tala safely got Obi-Wan behind another dune. NED-B laid Obi-Wan down to Tala could check his injuries. Obi-Wan was panting and groaning in pain as he went in and out of consciousness.

“Ready the transport,” Tala told NED-B. “We have to get him to Jabiim.” NED-B hurried away as Tala focused back on the injured man. “You’re going to be okay.”

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“Ben,” Tala called, trying to get the man to keep conscious as the transport flew. “Ben, stay with me. You’re gonna be okay. Hold on. Get the bacta tank ready!”
“Bacta tank is right this way,” a man ushered Tala and the stretcher Obi-Wan was being carried on toward where he was pointing to.

Obi-Wan was basically unconscious when he was thrown into the bacta tank. His mind was playing the recent fight with his old apprentice over and over again as he twitched and winced at the burning flesh of his own skin. He lurched forward in the tank before his eyes snapped open. Frantically, he pulled himself up to the surface and spit the breathing tube out.

“Don’t! Don’t!” Tala said as Obi-Wan gasped for air. “You’re still not healed! Your burns, your body, they just need time.”
“Where…” Obi-Wan gasped, confused. He looked around.
“We’re on Jabiim. You’re safe now.”
He panted as his senses slowly started coming back to him. “Where’s Leia?”

~~~

Vaguely, you could feel a Force signature that was familiar and yet unrecognizable at the same time. It was a young girl, you could feel the Force within her. Pure and strong. You feared what the Inquisitors might do to her. But as you tried to get to your feet, you just collapsed again. The Third Sister had been right, you were slipping away into the Force and it wouldn’t be long until you were completely gone now. You could only hope that whatever the Force had in store for you would come quickly, whether that be the end or a rescue.

~~~

Refusing to be in the bacta tank any longer and freshly changed, Obi-Wan placed his lightsaber on his right hip before placing yours on his left. He kept his hand running along yours as he and Tala walked out to the main hangar.

“Roken,” Tala called over to a man.
“He shouldn’t be here,” Roken responded.
“I know you’re upset, but—“
“I mean it. Get him on the first transport outta here. Too many people are looking for you. You’ll put us all in danger.”
“I need your help,” Obi-Wan said, stepping closer to the man.
“So does every kid making a rock float from here to Coruscant.”
“Someone very important to me has been taken. I need your help to get her back.
“General, I’m sorry, but that’s not my problem.”
“Well, I wish that were true.”
“She knows everything,” Tala confirmed. Roken sighed as he walked passed the two, though they followed after him. “Where we are, what we’re doing. Roken, if she finds us, we need to prepare an evacuation.”
“I can’t shut it down,” Roken said. “Everything runs outta here.”
“Then help us to get her back,” Obi-Wan said. “I can’t lose her. You’ve no idea was the Empire is capable of.”
Roken sighed as he turned to Obi-Wan. “I had a wife once. I knew exactly what she was before we got married. We tried to hide it. And the Inquisitors found her anyway. So I know exactly what the Empire can do…” Roken thought for a moment. “Look, if you want my help, you got it.”

Roken led the two over to a small hologram center. Roken had to hit the machine a few times to really get it working. When the hologram appeared, it showed a planet and two moons.

“Nur,” Roken stated as the hologram zoomed closer. “It’s a water moon. We got this off the grid while it was being built. It’s all we have.” A hologram of Fortress Inquisitorius appeared. “It’s in the Mustafar system.”
“That’s Vader’s system,” Tala noted.
“Is Vader there?” Obi-Wan asked, growing more concerned.
“We don’t think so,” Roken replied. “Our intel shows he’s still on his ship, but he’s close.”
“So that’s it?” A younger man nearby questioned. “Fortress Inquisitorius.”
“It’s impenetrable, Wade,” a woman commented.
“How far down do you think it goes?” Obi-Wan wondered.
“Have no idea,” Roken answered. “It’s their base of operations, so probably got a command center, a training facility.”
“Truth is, nobody knows what it looks like in there,” the woman spoke up again.
“I don’t see any shields,” Obi-Wan noted.
“That’s because no one would be stupid enough to attack them,” Roken responded.
“We could take those speeders,” Obi-Wan pointed at what he was talking about, “go in at night. You have some T-47’s in the hangar.”
“It’s suicide.”
“We need to find a way inside.”
“Yeah, well, we’re not soldiers,” the woman said. “Those speeders are for hauling sewage.”
“She’s ten years old. I won’t leave her there. I’ll go on my own.”
“You can barely stand. You’re not getting in there.”
“I’ll go with him,” Tala offered quickly. “Well, I have officer clearance. I can get you inside, and I can get you access.”
“Is your cover still intact?” Obi-Wan asked.
“We’ll find out soon enough. We’re wasting time.” Tala started walking away. “Get my ship fueled and ready.”

~~~

It didn’t take long for Obi-Wan, Tala, Roken, Sully, and Wade to be on their way to Nur. As Obi-Wan and Tala flew on her ship, Obi-Wan practiced using the Force on a small object. It was disappointing how hard it was to simply move it toward him. Tala could see it took a lot of his energy. Obi-Wan noticed the concern.

“I’ll be alright,” he told her.”
Tala sighed and shook her head. “Your body is not the only thing that needs to heal, Ben. The past is a hard thing to forget. And you just need time, that’s all.”
“Some things can’t be forgotten.”
“You care about Leia?” He nodded. “Then you’re gonna have to try.” The front consul beeped. “We’re almost there.”

~~~

Obi-Wan was dropped over in the water near the Fortress while Tala landed her ship inside the hangar. Obi-Wan swam toward an underwater entry port. Tala broke into the system and was able to open it. Entering the Fortress, Obi-Wan took out a stormtrooper before officially letting Tala know he was in. Cautiously, Obi-Wan continued down the halls.

“Look at this place,” Tala commented over the comlink as she looked at the maps. “What are they keeping down there?”
“Where is she?” Obi-Wan asked, ducking behind a wall.
“The detention area’s in a secure sector. Just keep heading north.”
“Seeker droid.”
“Yeah, I see it. Looks like they’re everywhere. You’ll need to—“
“Tala?” Obi-Wan began following behind the seeker droid, going north. “Take, can you hear me?”

A new seeker droid appeared, forcing Obi-Wan to duck into another hallway and close the doors. He pressed up against the wall as the seeker droid peered through the window slots in the door. Once the droid had moved on, Obi-Wan tried to call for his friend again.

“Tala?” He saw some stormtroopers coming and climbed into the window ceils, hiding there as they passed.
“Ben?” Tala’s voice sounded in the comlink.
“Did you hear that?” One of the troopers asked as they paused.

The troopers turned as Obi-Wan continued to hide. They slowly headed down the hall, guns ready to fire. Closing his eyes to focus, Obi-Wan used the Force to cause a sound to be heard from the opposite side of the wall. The troopers hurried after it, allowing Obi-Wan to jump down from his hiding place and hurry down the hall.

“What happened?” He asked Tala.
“I had some company,” she replied. “But it’s been taken care of.” Obi-Wan headed down the halls. “Ben, where are you?”
“I think I just found the secure sector.”

He came to a large set of doors with red Imperial symbols on them. Using the side panel, he opened the doors and rushed through. He walked through yet another set of doors, only to find himself unable to move due to what he was seeing. Orange, see-through cells, lined the walls on either side and two rows up. Jedi were frozen in them.

“Ben, what is it?” Tala asked.
“I think I’ve just found out what they’re hiding down here,” he responded, looking around. “This place isn’t a fortress…. It’s a tomb.”

Slowly walking the hallway, Obi-Wan could sense the Force pulling him toward a door. The door was as small as the orange cells though it sat between a row of them. With furrowed brows, Obi-Wan followed the Force and walked over to it. He opened the door easily with the panel at the side. Obi-Wan had never felt his heart drop faster, crashing and splintering at his feet.

You were laying in the center of the dark, windowless room. You were clearly beaten and malnourished, years of wear and tear evident on the skin he could see and the rags you are wearing. Rushing over, he collapsed to his knees before pulling you into him. You lay completely limp in his hold.

Everything suddenly made sense, the feeling of your death nearly nine years ago. You hadn’t died, you had severed your bond with him. You were trying to protect him. Tears overwhelmed Obi-Wan’s eyes and he couldn’t prevent them from falling. He had believed that you were dead all this time, yet you were alive and being tortured at the hands of your own brother.

Clenching his eyes shut, Obi-Wan’s face furrowed in concentration as he tried to wrap his Force signature around yours. He was rusty with it, having not done it in far too long, but this was something he had to do. He could only hope that you feeling his signature would help you cling onto life until he could get you out of here and to medical attention.

He gasped when he could feel your signature finally respond. It was gripping onto his like you were dangling off the edge of a cliff, about to fall away into the abyss at any moment.

“Stay with me, little star,” he rasped. He could feel your signature responding more, slowly repairing the bond that you had protectively torn. He held a kiss to your forehead, his tears slipping from his face and onto yours. “I’ll be right back, I promise.”

Your signature didn’t fight as he slipped you back to the floor and stood up. When he got back to the doorway, he was going to look back at you but the sound of Leia’s shouts stopped him. Keeping his Force signature with you, he raced to Leia’s aide.

Your eyes slowly opened, vision blurry. You could feel the familiar signature of Obi-Wan wrapped around you. Looking around, you couldn’t see him but you did notice your cell door was open. Groaning, you pushed yourself up and stumbled to the doorway. Leaning on it, you looked out in the hallway. It was clear and you felt that Obi-Wan’s signature was much stronger. You needed to follow it.

Heavily relying on the wall, you slowly followed Obi-Wan’s signature. You could hear fighting the further you travelled. Blasts and, most importantly, the distinct sound of a lightsaber. Your labored breathing and exhaustion caught up with you and you slid down the wall.

“Obi,” you rasped, your throat feeling like rough sandpaper. Your eyes fought to stay open as the rest of your body fought to stay alive. “Obi…”

Even with the bond slowly mending, you could feel yourself still slipping away. You wished to see Obi-Wan’s face one last time but you feared that he would be too late. You would have to settle with just feeling him again. His signature entangled with yours felt like home; something you had missed everyday since you parted. Your eyes fluttered closed, no matter how hard you tried to keep them open. Even as you heard footsteps rush closer, you couldn’t open them.

“Little star!” Obi-Wan exclaimed, seeing you laying against the wall, on the ground. He rushed to your side. “I told you I’d be right back.”
You let out a breathily chuckle, feeling better just by being close to him. “I couldn’t… wait… any longer…”
“Who is this?” Leia asked, eyes falling to the matching ring you were wearing that she had questioned Obi-Wan about not long ago.
Your brows crunched together as you took in the girl. You knew exactly who she was. “What…” You looked back at Obi-Wan. “Why…”
“There’s no time to explain,” Obi-Wan quickly said. “I’ve got to get you both out of here.”

His arm went around your side as he stood you up on your feet. He helped you place an arm around his shoulder, pulling you closer into him. Your side hit something, causing you to glance at his side.

“My saber,” you gasped. “You’re wearing it.”
“Yes, well,” Obi-Wan said as he took hold of Leia’s hand and started guided you both toward the doors, “I needed some strength and you weren’t there.”
“I’m sorry about that… about all of it.”
“We can discuss apologies later. We’ve just got to get out of here.”

Obi-Wan led you and Leia out of the secure sector, forgetting to check behind the three of you as you exited. A seeker droid spotted the three of you and set an alarm off. Obi-Wan rushed the three of you down the hall. He let go of Leia’s hand, grabbed his lightsaber, and ignited it as he still held you tightly to his side.

“Tala!” He yelled so that the comlink could pick it up from the hand was holding you. “Tala, we’re in the open!”
“Where are you?” Tala responded.

Before Obi-Wan could answer, stormtroopers came and began firing. You pulled yourself from Obi-Wan’s hold, taking your lightsaber with you, so that Obi-Wan could deflect the blasts. Using the wall as support, you ignited your own saber and went over to protect Leia. Obi-Wan could feel his old self coming back just by being in your presence. He was easily able to take out four stormtroopers and a seek droid without you having to do anything. You smirked, shamelessly checking him out, as he twirled his lightsaber after taking down the last stormtrooper. He glanced back, almost to check to see if you had seen that, to find you smirking at him.

“Leia! Y/N!” He called for you both as he noticed more stormtroopers coming.

He took ahold of Leia’s hand as he pushed some of his newfound strength to you, allowing you to be able to run beside him. You turned and deflected some of the oncoming blasts as the three of you tried to escape. More stormtroopers came the other way.

“Hide!” Obi-Wan ordered for both you and Leia to do. Leia listened while you stood at his side. “Y/N!”
“What?” You questioned playfully. “And let you have all the fun?”

Obi-Wan deflected a blast, causing it to hit the window. A crack quickly formed and began to spread. Though your strength was still struggling, you and Obi-Wan worked together like you had never been apart a day. Leia watched in awe at how in sync the two of you were. Obi-Wan deflected a blast at one of the panels to control a set of doors, closing some of the attacking stormtroopers off from you.

“Ben, the window!” Leia shouted, noticing that the crack was allowing water to break through. Straining, Obi-Wan used the Force to slow down the crack and the water from coming through.
“Ben!” Tala yelled, coming around the corner.
“Tala!” Obi-Wan responded. “Get them both out of here. I’ll hold it.”
“I’m not leaving you!” You shouted, tearing falling down your cheeks. “Not again!”
He looked at you, making sure to meet your gaze. “I’ll be right there, darling. I promise.”

Hesitantly, you nodded and hurried over to where Tala and Leia were standing. You watched in fear as Obi-Wan continued to strain against the hold of the Force and deflect new blasts. The stormtroopers pried opened the door. Obi-Wan used the Force to cause the crack to form down the windows, toward the stormtroopers. He let it go, causing the windows to break and water to rush in.

“Run!” You and Tala yelled.

Obi-Wan ran down the hall, water on his tail. Tala pressed the button for the doors to close. Obi-Wan ran through the narrowly closing doors just in time. When he was safe, you flung yourself into him and kissed him roughly. He turned off his saber before responding with his lips and holding you close to him. His lips were rougher than you remembered, but no less full of love. The both of you could feel your bond mending more, making you both feel stronger.

When you finally parted, the two of you were panting heavily. Your foreheads met as you kept yourselves close to each other. Leia cleared her throat, causing you both to laugh.

“We’ve got to go,” Tala said. “It won’t hold for long.”
“Right,” you said with a nod. You pulled away and quickly loss balance.
Obi-Wan helped steady you. “She needs medical,” he told Tala.
“Then we must move faster.” She hurried over and grabbed some pieces of clothing from a dead officer. “Here,” she shoved the clothing into yours and Obi-Wan’s hands. “Put these on. This way.”

Obi-Wan helped you into a disguise before helping himself. His large coat allowed Leia to slip under it. You stood in front of the bulge Leia formed in the coat to try and divert eyes. You kept your head down, knowing that you were the most recognizable person in your group. Tala led you into the hangar where an alarm was blaring loudly.

“Almost there,” Tala muttered.
“A traitor!” Third Sister yelled as she marched toward your group with her lightsaber ignited. You all turned to face her. “A child, a former Chosen One, and an old man. Was it worth it?” You and Obi-Wan stood protectively in front of Leia. “Betraying everything you are.”
“This was never who I was.”
“Then you die…” The Third Sister pointed her lightsaber at your group with the stormtroopers behind her pointing their guns. “For nothing.”

You looked around to see almost every stormtrooper in the hanger, aiming at your group. Suddenly, two ships came rushing toward the hangar from the air, firing down into it. You got out your lightsaber and began deflecting shots and striking down stormtroopers. Obi-Wan and Tala used guns to fire at the enemy while the four of you ran toward the edge of the hangar. A ship swooped in low and the four of you got in it quickly.

The small ship that was caring you, parked into a slightly bigger ship. The four of you got off with the pilot, who was sullen after her partner, the other pilot, was lost to make their get away.

“Where’s Wade?” Roken asked, noticing the missing person. No one answered.
“Guess you’re soldiers now after all,” Tala muttered.

Your breathing began to pick up as you began to sway, the pain finally re-emerging.

“Little star!” Obi-Wan said as he caught you from falling to the ground. He went over and laid you down on the bench along the wall. Carefully, he picked up your head and placed it in his lap as he sat down. “Hang on, little star,” he whispered to you as you slipped into unconsciousness. “Just a little longer.”
Leia came over and sat beside him. “The ring,” she stated quietly. “She has a matching one… you love her.”
Obi-Wan sighed, knowing he could not hide much from the girl. “Very much.”

Leia looked down at one of Obi-Wan’s hands and placed her hand on his. He looked down in surprise and concern. He turned his hand so that she could hold his better. Rubbing the back of her hand with his thumb, Obi-Wan moved their hands to rest in between them, while his other one stayed on you, trying to keep you here with him. He could feel the shift in the Force. Like no matter what happened now, everything would work out okay.

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You woke up in a bacta tank. You immediately began panicking, confused as to where you were and what was going on. Obi-Wan quickly got your attention from outside the tank. His hand rested against the glass as he tried to push some comfort toward you.

“You’re alright, little star,” his voice was muffled. “I’m right here.”

You continued to panic. Your brain still not comprehending that this was real. Obi-Wan noticed.

“Pull her out!” He demanded.
“But she’s not—“ Tala tried.
“I said pull her out! Now!”

Obi-Wan raced up the small set of stairs that led to the top of the bacta tank as Tala controlled the wires that began pulling you out. As soon as you breached the surface, you spit out the breathing tube and were crying and whimpering.

“Please, don’t hurt me,” you whimpered, clearly not thinking straight. “Please, don’t hurt me.”

Every time Obi-Wan thought he couldn’t feel anymore heartbreak, you went and did something that further proved him wrong. He quickly grabbed you and unhooked you from the wires, pulling you out and into him. You trembled as you willingly leaned against him.

“It’s just me, darling,” Obi-Wan’s voice was soft as his signature wrapped around yours tightly. “No one is going to hurt you here.”
“Obi?” You questioned, looking up. Then you remembered the rescue. The Fortress. Leia. “I’m so sorry. I don’t know what came over me. I—“
“No, no, no, no, no. Do not apologize, my dear. You have been through a trauma no one should ever have to endure. It’s going to take a while before you are fully healed; mind, body, and spirit.”
You nodded, looking around the room. “Where are we?”

~~~

Obi-Wan explained everything that had happened; Leia getting kidnapped, the Third Sister, the Path, his duel with Darth Vader, Leia getting kidnapped again, and Jabiim. He did this all while he helped you get dressed, knowing that you would not be willing to enter the bacta tank since you were continually clinging onto him. Not that he minded. Having you by his side was something he had lost forever. If you longed to be there, he would make it happen.

You and Obi-Wan walked out to the main area of the hidden base, seeing Leia talking to Haja.

“Haja?” Obi-Wan questioned. “What are you doing here?”
“I had nowhere else to go,” Haja said. “Right after I saw you, I got into a fight with that scary lady Inquisitor. Now, I’m wanted by the Empire. But now, I know what it feels like being a real Jedi.” Haja laughed. “It’s not easy. This place is a good business opportunity though.” Haja walked off.
“On you go,” Obi-Wan encouraged Leia. She ran off to join Tala who was talking to other kids. “Roken,” Obi-Wan and yourself walked up to the other man, “that transport, I need to get her back to Alderaan.”
“Once we get all these people out of here, I’ll do whatever you want,” Roken replied. “They’ve been waiting for months. We used an old trade route to get them out but the window’s closing. We held it to help you get the kid. We only have a few hours.”
Obi-Wan nodded as the two of you looked around in the crowded space. “We’ll do whatever we can to help.”
Roken gave Obi-Wan and yourself a thankful nod before giving Obi-Wan’s arm a pat as he walked away. “Alright, alright, let’s hurry it up! Get ready for dust-off. Leave anything you don’t need.”
“Come here. There’s something I believe you’ll want to see.”

Obi-Wan guided you over to a wall full of carvings. The carvings of names and symbols and sayings. You left Obi-Wan’s side to run your fingers along the carvings.

“The light will fade, but is never forgotten,” Obi-Wan read off in a whisper.

He glanced down to see a crate of left-behind lightsabers. Picking one up, he inspected it before setting it down and picking up one of the forgotten Jedi cloaks. Turning back to the wall, Obi-Wan looked at you. He remembered a time when your light could fill the whole Jedi Temple. Now, you stood before him so worn down, and yet you never gave in. Your light had faded slightly, but you were never going to let it be forgotten. He took a step and reached out for your hand. You turned as he brought it up to his lips for a kiss.

“What was that for?” You asked softly.
“To remind me that you’re real,” he admitted. “I… I had thought you died. The pain… it was…”
You hurried closer to him, cupping his bearded face. “I am so sorry, Obi. I did what I had to do, but that is no excuse.”
“No, no, please don’t apologize. I understand what you did. All of it. I am just grateful to have you here with me now.” He leaned forward and kissed your lips softly. “My little star.”
You sighed. “I have missed you so much.”

Your attention was quickly pulled to the hangar doors slamming shut above you. Obi-Wan made sure your hand was in his firmly as the two of you jogged over to Sully.

“What’s happening?” Obi-Wan asked.
“The controls aren’t responding,” Sully answered.
“An Imperial Destroyer just arrived in orbit above us,” Roken stated.
“She must have tracked us,” Tala added.
“It’s not her,” Obi-Wan said. He glanced at you to confirm what he was sensing. You gave him a worried look, feeling the same thing that he was. “It’s Vader.”
“He wants us to surrender,” Sully said.
“If we surrender, he’ll kill us all,” said Tala.
“He’ll attack next,” Obi-Wan stated. “He hasn’t the patience for a siege.”
“How do you know?” Roken wondered.

Obi-Wan and yourself looked at each other sadly. You squeezed his hand, trying to bring him some peace. He looked around, noticing that the crowd was panicking. He shook his head slightly.