his opia- anakin skywalker fanfic

6. 12 months

I didn't know how long i stayed in that shower with Anakin, it felt like a lifetime but once i stepped back out to the cruel world it was a mere image in my mind. More of a feeling.

I walked back down the corridors to my room alone after leaving Ani in his room, thoughts were spinning round my head and emotions overflowing my body. I went to my room to get some rest and relax but as i lay on that stupid steel block my mind just wandered down many paths.

Anakin pov:
God why do i feel like this! Slamming my fist against the wall again i felt that small sharp pain. i was almost numb to the aches though now and the dented wall seemed to be suffering more than me.

I paced the room back and forth, with my thoughts beginning to control me. There was a knock at the door and I quickly contained myself and straightened up moving to open it.

Tate

He was standing there, bruised and cut, but he had the nastiest grin spread across his face. He pushed my shoulder and walked in

"Great acting there, she is completely fooled" he chuckled and carried on "you punch hard though, you could have warned me"

He started snooping around my room, picking up different objects and analysing them.

"well tate well done yourself, you really got into the kiss her part seeing how that wasn't in the plan! I guess she really does believe me, how stupid. How long do i have to lie to her, it's hard making up all that love shit"

"You know palpatine, he has his orders. We need to control her otherwise she will become too powerful, she won't be able to handle it. 12 months. 12 months is all you will need to get through the plan."

"12 months for what, I know they need me to control her but no one has told what the hell that means! What the fuck will i have to do to her!"

Tate turned around to me and smiled, it was that same greedy smile he always had. A slight laugh filled the room as came over right next to me

"did no one tell you, in the near future your going to be a father. A father to hers."

I looked to him hoping this was all a joke but the look in his eyes answered my questions. It wasn't.

"What the hell! a baby? From me are they joking"

"Your bloodlines combined create the most powerful force the galaxy has ever seen. Don't you understand this baby will be the strongest warrior we have ever seen, the strongest the galaxy has ever seen" he looked up at me " i did offer myself but apparently your the most powerful" he imitated a bow

"Oh shut up. I see, Yes.. but why do I actually have to trick her into this, can't she be asked, she might comply? There must be other ways of getting the baby, can't we just find another girl, another way"

Tate looked at me as if i was stupid 

"do you really think that girl would do that, you are a blind man if you don't see that she would never. Don't be so down about it Lord Vader. You might have some fun with her"

I opened the door, gesturing for Tate to leave. I had had enough of this talk.

"12 months Ani" he said fluttering his eyelashes speaking in a baby voice trying to piss me off. I slammed the door shut and walked over to the injured wall.

This can't be happening, have a baby with Orla! They must be going mad. I slammed my fist right back into the wall and collapsed to the floor in a heap. SHIT.