《Underestimate Me ⇝ anakin skywalker x reader {book 1}》69.
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"We're about to reach the atmosphere now!" I said, trying to stabilize the ship. But instead the ship shook violently. Our control panels told us that, in fact, we had lost half of the ship.
"We lost something." I told Anakin as more alarms began to set off. If looks could kill, he would have slaughtered me.
"Well we're, at least, still flying half a ship." Obi-Wan said, leaning on my chair to help.
"We've entered the atmosphere." I told him, Anakin grabbed his controls tighter as I contacted the landing troopers.
Anakin was able to guide the ship to the nearest possible landing area. I was able to signal them about our return.
"We've been cleared for landing." I told him, "We're at 5,000."
"We're coming in too hot!" He said, pulling up the top of the ship. The whole thing jerked as it made contact with the ground, the metal from under it scraping and melting off of this death trap. Then we stopped, we made it.
"Ah, another happy landing." Obi-Wan smiled.
~
We got off the transport to the Senate building for the Chancellor. Anakin stopped when Obi-Wan wasn't following us.
"Aren't you coming, Master?" Anakin asked.
"Oh no, I'm not brave enough for politics. And I need to report to the council. Besides, someone needs to be the poster children." He said, leaning against the entrance.
"Wait a minute, this whole operation was your idea." I protested.
"Let's not forget that it was you two that saved me from those buzz droids, rescued the Chancellor, and (Y/N) who killed Count Dooku, and Anakin got us out of that mess carrying me unconscious on his back." He pointed out.
"All thanks to your guidance." Anakin said.
"Anakin, let's be fair, today you both were the heroes and deserve your glorious day with the politicians." Obi-Wan smiled at as both like a proud father.
"Alright, well you owe me one, and not for saving your skin for the 10th time." Anakin narrowed his eyes a bit and smiled.
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"9th time," Obi-Wan corrected, "that business on Cato Neimoidia doesn't, it doesn't count."
"Whatever you say, Master." Anakin laughed, his hair was out of his face in the wind.
"I'll see you both at the briefing." Obi-Wan left us.
We began walking to the politicians. Anakin's smile faltered as his eyes gazed to me.
"I'm sorry, you had to see that." I whispered my apology.
"You should be sorry you did it." He said. I stayed silent, because I honestly wasn't sorry. That man deserved to die in a million different ways. But I also couldn't fight him here, "We'll talk about this after." He told me, replacing his smile for the politicians. He's so much better at being the poster child than I am. I should've left with Obi-Wan.
I caught up with Master Windu who was the Jedi Master to greet the Chancellor on his return. After his greeting he came to me and seemed uneasy.
"Are you alright, (Y/N)?" He asked, "You seem much different than last time I saw you."
"I've grown a lot in these last few months." I said, "Growing is a difference." I said.
"There is also a difference of growth. Whether you're growing stronger or growing greater." He pointed out, I hated when he spoke in riddles.
"Aren't those synonyms?" I pointed out.
"Not if you look at them from a different point of view." He said. Already I was annoyed. I wasn't a Padawan anymore, he didn't need to talk to me this way.
"Master, I'm not a Padawan anymore. You can always just tell me these things. You don't have to try to teach me something." I rolled my eyes.
"I'll always be teaching you something." He smiled.
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I came back late. Instead of going to Anakin's room I went to my own. It looked like no one had ever lived here. It was practically empty, except for the bed made, almost all of my boxes were still packed.
I sat down on the bed. I wanted so badly to avoid any responsibility, to avoid any kind of mistakes and regrets. I wanted to avoid my failures. I wanted to avoid this baby. I wanted to avoid fighting with Anakin. I wanted to avoid the Jedi Order. I wanted to avoid.
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I laid on my cold bed, I felt numb. I didn't cry, I didn't feel. I wasn't sure if I wasn't feeling or I just felt so much that it wasn't even feeling anymore it was something completely different now.
I heard the door open and I didn't move. There was a very limited amount of people it could be. And it was either someone who cared for me or someone who wanted to kill me. Either one I was okay with entering the room.
"We need to talk." Anakin said, shutting the door behind him.
"What's there to talk about?" I shrugged.
"Do you not feel an ounce of regret for that stunt you pulled today?" He asked, standing above me.
"Do I regret killing that slime ball that took everything from us? No, I don't." I said.
"(Y/N), you can't hold on to these things-" he started sounding like Obi-Wan.
"Anakin, our lives have been altered because of that guy. You lost your arm because of him. I lost 3 months because of him. I lost my confidence and will because of him. We've lost countless of lives because of him." I stood up.
"But by killing him you might've just lost yourself." He said.
"Anakin, we kill every day-" I tried. But he wouldn't have it.
"This is different! How can you not see that? That man committed countless war crimes. He held valuable information that the Republic could've used. He could've told us who the Sith lord was!" He said.
"He would never have told us that information, Anakin." I said, quietly. I was running out of defenses.
"What was your story for how it happened anyway? Because I really hope you never said that we killed him." He rose an eyebrow. He was getting frustrated with me again.
"No, I didn't. I said I killed him in battle." I told him.
"One of these days, (Y/N), you're going to need to tell the truth about something in your life." Anakin sighed.
"I love you." I whispered. It was all I could say, that much of my life was true.
"I know. But I have to tell you it's getting so hard for me to keep all these secrets. The fact that I love you, that you're carrying my child, that you just murdered someone. You're changing, (Y/N)." He tucked a strand of hair behind my ear.
"I'm still (Y/N)." I said.
"I just don't know where you are sometimes. But don't worry, your secret is safe with me." He said he started to turn to leave.
"Wait, Anakin." I pulled him back, our roles in this relationship has changed so much. I used to need to keep him grounded. And now I need him.
"Anakin, please don't go. Please believe me, I love you." I said.
"When your relationship is built on lies, and secrets, it's just hard to figure out which is which." He said,
"You were the one who started this, Anakin, don't say that." I clenched my jaw.
"This is a two person operation. I don't have a regret about being with you, (Y/N). I just am scared for you. I think I just need a little time."
"Anakin, please don't leave me." I begged.
"I'm not, I would never. But I've given you space when you needed it, please respect mine." He said. My heart broke into a million pieces in front of him. I felt like I was drowning.
I was hurting him and I couldn't help it. It felt like everyone in my life was leaving me. I needed him back. I needed him to be happy about raising a family. About being with me and our child. I needed to keep him safe. I needed to bring my Anakin back to life. I needed him and I needed our baby.
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