COMPLETED, after elly was taken off of active duty, she grew used to her routine. training younglings and being the sole sentient carer of the meditation gardens had filled her time perfectly but as the clone wars raged on, she couldn't avoid her re...
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CHAPTER THIRTEEN.
Training had gotten easier and easier to deal with the more days passed and it was drawing to the end of the week now. Elly had been thinking about the driver since her conversation with Anakin in the medcentre. She didn't know his room code, Obi-Wan did. So, she needed him to get into his room and the closer the week got to ending, the harder it was going to be to get the driver back without Anakin walking in.
Elly knew that Anakin's medical check-ups took at least an hour which gave them an hour window from when he left to get the driver from his room. Elly had been thinking about it all week and she just needed to ask Obi-Wan. She could have asked Ahsoka for the room code but she had a feeling that Ahsoka was in on it. So, Obi-Wan was her only choice.
As their training session came to a close, Elly decided that it was now or never. She was lying on the mats in the centre of the room. A cantina by her side and her chest rising and falling rapidly. She hadn't started a cooldown yet but she didn't really have the energy for it. She was so exhausted and yet solely focused.
"I need your help," Elly turned her face to look up at Obi-Wan. He was sat on the bench. His chest still rising and falling heavily with a cantina in one hand. The training lightsabers that they had used were discarded on the bench beside him. His fringe clung to his forehead and even in that sweaty, unflattering state, she still thought he was gorgeous.
And he certainly heard that thought. She watched as his face morphed until she turned her face away again.
"I need to get that driver back." Elly hoped that her words would serve as some sort of explanation. Obi-Wan furrowed his eyebrows before he realised what she was talking about.
"Why haven't you spoken to him about it?" He asked curiously. He knew that Anakin was stubborn and unrelenting but he would give it to her eventually. Obi-Wan had long learnt how to wear Anakin down until he gave in. Maybe Elly needed to learn that lesson too.
"He wants to blackmail me, Obi-Wan. I refuse to be blackmailed." It was a matter of pride for Elly at this point. She knew that people saw her as weak and she was out of practice as a Jedi. She would not let this make everything worse.
Obi-Wan chuckled softly at her words, "I would hardly call it blackmail." Elly turned her face to him again, the unimpressed look spreading.
"This is Anakin we're speaking about. It is blackmail," Elly responded. Her words were firm and they both knew Anakin's nature. He was a little rude, stubborn and absolutely would blackmail a superior for what he wanted. It was just how he was.
"Just speak to him," Obi-Wan said before he took a swig of water from the cantina. Elly frowned.
"I did try. It didn't work." Elly lifted her hands up, rubbing her face with her hands.
"So what do you need my help for exactly?" He asked. He stood up now and offered a hand out to Elly. She reluctantly took it and he helped her to her feet.
