Vader's New Love~ REDUX || Darth Vader x Reader

Sleep

[Name] stretched, mouth open wide in a loud yawn, then suddenly recoiled, her sore muscles forcing her to remember where she was.

The hyperbaric chamber.

Vader was asleep.

Wait a minute... Vader? Sleeping?

[Name] tried to move the lead heavy arm that pinned her beside him to no avail. His ever possessive hold made it almost impossible to so much as turn over.  [Name]'s hands dropped to her side in utter exasperation. The night had been so overwhelming emotionally that she felt as spent as he did. But she couldn't sleep. Perhaps he'd see that she'd never awaken. But how fair was that? He owed her. He owed Mark IV. And who's to say their child died as a result of Vader strangling her on Rea that awful night? What if the emperor, who claimed to revive her, was the reason their child died? The reason she was now irreversibly barren? If Vader were to ever have a child, they would be powerful beyond measure. The emperor's days would be numbered the moment Vader's heir is born. Why wouldn't he do something to her? To their child?

[Name] rubbed the lower part of her belly and choked back tears. She felt so empty inside.

If he availed himself to her now, the mourning would pass. But last she looked into his eyes, the blood red murderous Sith glare was dying, like embers in a fireplace as they returned to a cool blue color.

Truth be told he was afraid. Afraid of being hurt. Afraid of being betrayed. He loved once, both Padme and Obi-Wan and felt they betrayed him. Distancing himself before he fell too hard for her was his way of protecting himself from hurt. But she could never hurt him. In fact, she betrayed her political oaths and her alliance with Bail Organa to be with him, and still he was afraid.

Then she felt it... an intruder in her thoughts lulling her to sleep. Jedi Mind tricks only worked on the weak minded. And she certainly wasn't weak! But Vader's force powers were so overwhelming, that all in his presence were abandoned by it in his favor. Little did she know the buzzing of her thoughts so disturbed him, that the intrusion was out of need of shutting her up. He wanted to sleep. How long had it been since he snoozed? There was comfort knowing  [Name] was by his side, the control he could exert over her at his whim. She grew weaker by the day, more his servant in any way he so desired. And soon, the transformation would be complete. He would awaken her and make her his apprentice. Together they would destroy the emperor. But it was clear that Yoda locked away her teachings through hypnotism or some other Jedi trick to keep her a secret in order to protect [Name] from the Empire.  [Name] no longer used the force or a lightsaber, the knowledge of her teachings tucked away like a forbidden secret - so secret, not even she even knew it was there. She was more Naboo politician than former Jedi Padawan.

Alas, with the emperor destroyed they could rule the galaxy...together.

Even asleep, Vader smiled, content with his wicked thoughts.  [Name] had yet to understand the power of the dark side. But someday she would and will call him Master in more ways than one.

[Name] drifted into a comatose-like sleep, curled against the warm towering figure. He could smell the sweetness of her hair, and thought to himself how beautiful a flower she was... and how much he resembled a young boy frolicking about in a meadow, viciously picking her petals apart.

She loves me.

She loves me not.

She loves me...