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11-I Forgive You

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Cal's/Sin's POV
Lilith and I stood in the doorway of a medical room while a few nurses and a doctor tended to the wound I inflicted upon Obi-Wan. Anakin was in there as well, both him and his former Master currently had on force restraints around their necks, while also being confined to this one room. We had our most trusted clones here at all times; keeping them in, as well as keeping anyone out. My Master didn't want their presence known by anyone else, especially Tarkin.

I turned to look at her, her mask had been destroyed. So while she waited for a new one, she had an oxygen mask over her face, as well as a tank next to her. I could feel that it angered it, it made her feel vulnerable.

"Why are you saving him if he tried to kill you?" I asked, confused, while her eyes stayed fixated on the men in the room.

Without looking at me, she responded, "Because, something about all of this isn't sitting right with me."

"What do you mean?" I urged her to elaborate.

She sighed; folding her arms over her chest as she leaned in the doorway, "I was seconds from death," She finally turned her yellow gaze and met mine, "But Anakin saved me, while telling me he loves me in the process. Now why would he do that if he supposedly left me for dead on Mustafar?" She asked rhetorically with furrowed brows, "Realistically, he would have taken this opportunity to finish the job, yet he didn't." Her gaze shifted back to her former love, and I could see a confused conflict in her eyes, "I trust you more than anyone Cal, what do you make of this?"

I swallowed nervously, having my own conflict on wether I should share the truth with her or not. I had my reasons for not telling her, good reasons. As I already told Anakin; If I did tell her, there's a high chance that she's going to rebel against Sidious...

And as much as I would love to get away from him too, I've seen what he is capable of. I've seen him bring her to the brink of death, I've seen her placed in a coma for weeks after being reprimanded for much less than 'treason', and I've seen her so weakened by his force lightening that she was unable to move for days.

I love my master, and if she learns the truth, her first instinct will be revenge. And she will die before she even makes it through his door. As will I, but I care more about her life than my own.

Full of selfish shame, I dropped my head down; hiding the tears that wanted to burst through for continuously lying to the one person I hated lying to, "I don't know Master, but I don't think his words can be trusted; not after everything."

She hummed and I could feel her eyes on me, but I refused to look up at her so she wouldn't see the guilt in my eyes, "Why are you sad?" She asked genuinely.

I breathed out a heavy sigh as I prepared to somewhat lie to my mother figure again, "It just scares me that I almost lost you."

She was silent for a moment, then I felt her hand on my shoulder, "Don't be sad. When it's my time, you'll be okay without me."

I shot my gaze up to hers, she spoke like she knew she was inevitably going to die. And not in a way where she means it's because we all die. She said it in a way that made me feel that it was going to be sooner than it should be, "You can't leave me."

She smiled, and it almost brought me to tears. It was the first time I've ever seen her genuinely smile in so long, "One day I will have to my little padawan, my fate has been sealed for quite some time. I will die by Sidious's hand—that part is inevitable, it's only a matter of when that will be." She removed her hand from my shoulder, "Now no more tears, I didn't teach you to be so soft. You are strong, stronger than me even." She tapped under my chin, her smile dropping slowly into a frown, "And I'm sorry about what I said to you earlier; I would never hurt you."