My head shot up, he was looking at me and I had no where to run from the question. It was so unexpected? I was so confused as to where it came from.

Well I mean of course I knew where it came from - Anakin and I need to do a better job of hiding us.

"What?" I asked for clarification. Did I hear that right? "Who, Anakin?"

"Yes. Sorry, the question may have been too abrasive, I've just noticed little things between the two of you, and how you often go off together. I want you to be careful with your emotions, (Y/N)." He lectured, "When I was younger, I too harbored feelings for a beautiful woman. So I understand to an extent what is going on."

"Anakin and I are just friends. Nothing more." I say, I'm not exactly lying? We aren't married.. So that means our relationship could be described as friends. Really, really good friends.

"It's best to keep it that way. Its not that it's bad to have these feelings, it's natural. Everyone gets them. As a growing Jedi it's important you make the right choice, for the order." He tells me.

"I'm well aware of the responsibilities I have as a Jedi." I mutter, and clench my fists. I hated being talked to like I was a child. I respected the way he went about this but I hated this. It was my fault I was in this mess but at this point theres no way I can get myself out of it without both me and Anakin being miserable.

"Thank you, Obi-Wan." For giving me even more to think about.

"Feel free to talk to me anytime. I do care about your progress as a Jedi. Many do. It seems like only yesterday that Master Windu and I came to rescue your family. Be prepared to share the information you shared with us, only to the council. You've done an excellent job, despite what Master Windu might tell you." Obi-Wan stood up and patted my head before leaving. I did think of him as a friend, but what he brought to me just now confused me greatly.

I did not see the world the same way they did. How can it all seem so clear to them when I am so lost? It seems like it should be so easy. That just don't get close to anyone, do the right thing and invest yourself in the force. But I have feelings. They're things I can't ignore and they make me feel so selfish for having them. Why can I not be human and do the right thing for others?

How can anyone just be okay with this? We're talking about stripping me of my humanity. How can anyone respond to what they ask of me with "oh haha thanks for messing up my emotions. Im dead inside." If they put us in these horrible situations how are we any better than the Sith?

But of course these are stupid questions. Master Windu has answered these questions for me before, many times. I know why I cannot give in, but I do it anyway.

I stayed in that room contemplating for what seemed like hours. When the ship landed I came out. I can probably expect that Obi-Wan filled in at least my Master on our talk. I walked up to the door, I couldn't wait to get out of there.

"Eager?" Ahsoka asked, she was the next one.

"A little. I'm happy to be home." I said. I needed clean air. Anakin soon joined us, and again I couldn't look at him.

When the doors opened we were greeted by Master Yoda, Master Plo Koon, and Senator Amidala and her people. I hugged Padmè as soon as I saw her. I missed being her protector, life was easier then. When I was dreaming of training, it seemed much simpler. Looking back on how much I hated that, I'm surprised I even said that.

"I'm happy to have you back, (Y/N)." Padmè smiled.

"Happy to be back in one piece." I said.

"Special, you are, young one." Yoda said from next to us. I looked at him. Every time I see him I feel so honored.

"Thank you for believing in me, Master Yoda." I bowed. I want to say so much more but I bite my tongue.

"The council formally requests your presence at tomorrows meeting, first thing in the morning." Plo Koon tells me.

"I'll be there." I bow to him too. They leave with Master Windu and Master Kenobi.

"There were rumors that you died. I'm so glad to know you're alright. I had to come here to make sure. You must tell me everything." Padmè told me, putting a hand on my shoulder.

"I'm alright. Unfortunately, it's classified information that I cannot share with you now." I lied, I just didn't want to talk about it.

"Darn. You Jedi and your secrets. Please feel free to come by my room anytime. If that is all I should go continue my work. Come to me for anything, my friend." She smiles. I hugged her one last time before she leaves.

Ahsoka left Anakin at that time. Leaving Anakin and I there at the same time. I knew I should talk to him but I wasn't ready, and especially not here. He walked past me, but whispered:

"Meet in my room."

I wandered a little while in the garden before deciding to comply to that request. I went to his small room.

Our rooms are never much, just a small room with a bed and some personal things. His room had dark red walls and dark floors. He allowed the natural light from his window into his room. He laid on his bed. He had a few metal boxes since he just moved from his even smaller room when he was a Padawan. He had little ship figurines around the room and a table of mechanical parts and tools. That boy could fix anything except our emotional states.

"Hi." I said, walking into his room. I guess I should've knocked but oh well.

"Hey, listen I'm sorry about the whole-" He sat up and started but I put my hand up.

"It's okay. You weren't the one who planned it. I just didn't feel like talking to anyone at the time. But we have bigger problems." I told him, sitting on one of the boxes.

"Like what?" He furrowed his brows.

"Anakin, Obi-Wan asked me if I loved you." I told him.

"Well that can't be good." He said, holding the bridge of his nose.

"No, no it's not. We need to be more careful." I said. He got up from his bed and went to his window.

"I know." He swallowed. "What did you tell him?"

"I told him we were friends and thats it. And he lectured me about my duties as a Jedi and all that." I said.

"You lied?" He rose an eyebrow, surprised of my behavior. It's usually him who's more comfortable with that.

"It wasn't lying, really... We aren't married.. It's just a bending of the truth a little bit. We are friends just not platonic friends." I rubbed my neck.

"What will you do when we do get married?" He laughed. I looked at him.

"When we get married? That's something you want to do? Is that a good idea? When were you gunna run that past me?" I asked, he walked over and grabbed my hand.

"Now I guess. And it's probably not, but I don't know the last time whether or not it was a good idea stopped us before. And I don't know about you, but I don't want to be with anyone else in this whole galaxy." He smiled.

"Well neither do I." I smiled at him, I stood to be at his levelish. This man loves me! I love him! My heart screamed in joy while my brain tried to gain control, "But what about the council? The legal issues? How would we hide that? We can barely hide what we have now." I asked.

"If you want to get married too, I would find a way. We would find a way together to make it happen. When I'm with you, I can do anything in this world. The force knows together our ambition and dedication will be the death of us." He laughed. I kissed him.

"We could do that." I let out a breath. That could be a possibility! I had no idea! I could do both! Why wouldn't I take up this opportunity?

"I'm glad you think so, too." He smiled, "Well then-" He got down on one knee in front of me. He held up a long leather necklace that had a small ring on it, and a circular charm that had engraving on it that I didn't have time to read yet.

"(Y/N), I know I don't have a ring to give you now, but would you do me the honor of making me the happiest Jedi to ever exist, will you marry me?" He asked. I let a happy tear fall.

"Yes! Of course." I held my heart. He got up from his knee and hugged me, he kissed me with so much joy. He held my face and I couldn't stop kissing him and hugging him. He let go and placed the necklace on me and tucked it under my shirt. He held a finger up to his lips, he had thought of exactly how to keep this secret. Wow, I loved him so much.

The fact that Obi-Wan may be suspicious didn't matter anymore. This was what mattered to me.