《Forbidden Love || Anakin x Reader》Chapter 42: Protection
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Ahsoka still laid on the sone ground playing with Jabbas, son. Good thing she didn't notice we were gone, or else things would have gone differently. Our intermission band was still ringing, picking up was Anakin, who insisted he wanted to do the talking.
"General Skywalker, the castle is secure, and it's nearly midday." Rex's voice channeled through. I was right, it was nearly midday, and there was no difficulty getting Jabbas, son. There must be some trick they are playing once again.
Ahsoka and the Hutt continued to laugh and play around, making the room in the tension better. "Thanks, Rex. We've got Jabbas, son. Any sign of General Kenobi?" Anakin held his band close to his face speaking into it. "No, sir," Rex replied.
Ahsoka lifted her; her eyes sprang across the room until they landed on mine. "Master Amidala, my Jedi training did prepare me for this. What are we going to do?" Ahsoka asked worriedly. She took baby Hutt into her hands as the kid cheerfully babbled.
"Well, since you think that smelly larva is cute, you're gonna carry it." Anakin crossed his arms, leaning against the door. His smile grew wide, knowing he wouldn't have to carry a "smelly" baby.
Seemingly so, the cute Larva began to whine, "We can take turns." I smiled weakly. I always wanted to be a mother, but I knew being with the Jedi wasn't possible. I imagined Anakin, and I become parents, how disastrous but beautiful it will be.
✧・゚: *✧・゚:* *:・゚✧*:・゚✧
Walking out of the monetary was easy as pie, which made it seem more suspicious. Ahsoka and I took turns holding baby Hutt which we nicknamed, Slimy.
"How do you like your little buddy now? Still cute?" Anakin teased, walking along the pillars leading up to our ship.
"His name is slimy. You know, he's reminding me more and more of you." Ahsoka held up Slimy as he began to whine a bit more. Anakin's face was filled with disgust as he pinched his nose quickly. "See? You're two of a kind." Ahsoka joked.
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"Maybe you should carry both of us then." Anakin clapped back.
These two argue like regular Padawan and Master; it is cute. It reminds me how much Master Windu and I would argue over how I would hold my lightsaber. It's always the small memories that made me miss Courscant, especially Master Windu. He could be stubborn, sure, but he never gave up teaching me. I don't see him as much; he is prioritized with the council, but he always checks-up.
Horrible coughing knocked out of my thoughts. "Master, I think Slimy is a little sick. He's burning up with a fever." Ahsoka held Slimy close to her chest, examining him. I placed my hand on his forehead, noticing how warm it is. "You're right. We've got to get him back to the ship immediately. Here let me hold him." Ahsoka handed Slimy into my hands. I took off my robe, wrapping him in it.
"Trooper! Get me a backpack." Anakin yelled to one of the troops who were on the side of the pillar.
"Place Slimy here and put it on." Anakin order as he made Slimy a comfortable looking bed. After he was done, Anakin took the backpack straps, hanging them on Ahsoka's shoulder.
"Are you sure you don't want me-" I began before Ahsoka shook her head, "No, I have to learn." She wiped the sweat off her forehead. Poor girl, she looked exhausted already.
From afar, I heard Obi-Wan's voice. He was on the hologram of the ship, "Master Kenobi!" I yelled, running up to the ship in a hurry.
"Y/n, did you locate Jabba's son?" Obi-Wan asked. From behind, Anakin and Ahsoka came running. "We have him, but it looks like the Separatists are behind his abduction. This smells like Count Dooku to me." I seethed his name through my teeth.
"I think it's little stinky you smell." Ahsoka joked, lifting Slimy with her backpack. "Be careful, Y/n. I'll bet Dooku is using us to get Jabba to join the Separatist." Obi-Wan scratched his beard.
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"Master Kenobi, we have another problem. Slimy is very sick." Ahsoka said as she patted Slimys head in an attempt to calm him down. "I'm not sure we can get him back to Tatooine alive, Master. This whole rescue may backfire on us. I still don't think dealing with the Hutts is a good idea." Anakin sighed.
"Anakin, you know they control shipping routes in the Outer Rim. Jabba's cooperation is crucial to the war effort. If you let anything happen to his son, our chances of a treaty will disappear." Obi-Wan crossed his arms beginning to sound serious and angry.
"Masters," Ahsoka pointed up into the sky. Separatist ships we coming in low, "Defensive positions!" Rex yelled out, moving all troopers to their destined spots.
Obi-Wan angrily shouted in hopes to get Anakin's attention. "Anakin?" Kenobi asked multiple times. "Uhh, I'll have to call you back, Master. We're under attack. We could use a little help here if you have the time." Anakin shouted as the intermission was slowly fading away.
"I'll get there as soon as I can. Protect the Hutt, Anakin!" Obi-Wan shouted his last words as he finally disappeared.
Blaster shots were fired in the Hutt's direction; luckily, there are three Jedi with free arms. Deflecting and protecting the Hutt won't be as difficult.
"We got spiders inbound." A clone trooper yelled, leading his small army in the entrance of the monastery. More and more droids appeared, cramping us into the large building. R2 jumped out from the ship before it was blown to pieces. "You okay, R2?" I yelled as he quickly zoomed behind me.
"Get inside," Anakin yelled, directing Ahsoka and me. I waited for Zander to follow, though he stayed behind to help Rex and the troops.
"Fall back!" Anakin yelled from behind. The wide door was closing shut. "Anakin, hurry!" I yelled as the door inched itself lower onto the ground. "Now!" I cried as he rolled onto the floor, squeezing himself between the ground and door.
I kneeled, helping him get onto his feet. "I'm fine." He wiped the strands of hair that have fallen onto his eyes. "Captain, we'll stay here until the General Kenobi arrives with reinforcements," Anakin said as he wiped the dirt from his Jedi clothing.
Ahsoka frowned, making Ani question if he had dirt on his face, "What?" Anakin quickly cleaned his face swiping any spots that may hold dirt.
"Master, do you honestly think we can hold them off? We've got to find a way out of here." Ahsoka asked concerned, looking at Slimy, who seemed to be getting worse by the second."Our mandate is to protect the Hutt, and that what we're going to do, Ahsoka." His voice matched Obi-Wans just a few minutes ago. He was strictly serious.
"Our mandate is to get this Hutt, back to Tatooine, and time is running out." The Hutt began to whine, making Ahsoka rock him gently.
"I suppose you have a plan." Ani tilted his head, waiting for Ahsoka to answer, knowing she doesn't.R2 beeped, Ahsoka's eyes shined, "Yes, or I think so, R2 willing." Ahsoka laughed nervously, still rocking Slimy into her arms.
"All right, Snips. I'll trust you on this one. Captain, Zander, hold them here as long as you can." Anakin pointed to the steel door. Outside were the seppies just a few feet away, ready to charge."Will do, sir. You head the General! Get ready to turn those clankers into scrap metal," Rex shouted.
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