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 SEVENTEEN.
Once they had returned to the ship, the clone medics checked Elly over for any injuries and when they found she was physically unharmed, they sent her away. It was just a matter of getting a shower, washing away the blood and getting some sleep. She was exhausted, mentally and it made it so difficult to think. She just wanted to shout at someone and scream about how it wasn't fair that the clones were treated like that but she didn't.
So instead, she went to her room and washed the blood off her hands. She didn't want a sonic shower. It didn't make her feel any better. She still felt dirty after it so she just had to get the blood off. She scrubbed under her nails and washed her hands until they were red raw. It didn't make her feel better and it was only when Obi-Wan placed a hand on her arm that she stopped washing.
She flicked the tap off and turned away from him. It was too hard to face anyone and she didn't want to worry him. She didn't want to lie to him either though. It was so hard. She dropped down onto her bunk and Obi-Wan watched her silently. He knew that she needed time but he couldn't watch her destroy herself after her first mission.
"It gets easier," He said after a moment of silence. Elly scoffed and stared down at her hands. They still felt dirty. It still felt like she had his blood all over her. She had never realised how brutal blaster shots were until that moment and then there was nothing she could do.
"I don't want it to get easier. I don't want it to happen," Elly responded, still refusing to look at Obi-Wan. She placed her head in her hands and then she felt it. The blood on her cheek and she threw her hands off her face. The panic took her in a chokehold as she shot to her feet.
She went straight to the sink but Obi-Wan grabbed both her wrists before she could start washing her hands again. They were still red raw from the first time. He forced her to face him, looking into her eyes.
"You're going to hurt your hands. Just calm down," His words were soft, gentle as she met his gaze. There was a sense of defiance to her actions but she didn't do anything. She just stared at him, her face breaking before she began to cry again. Obi-Wan pulled her into a hug and it was the first time in years that she had been hugged.
It made her cry harder. Her arms pressed against his chest as he crushed her against his chest. It would have been suffocating for anyone else but it made her feel better. His arms made her feel safe and after so long, she felt protected. Her face was buried in his chest and the armour that he was still wearing was somewhat uncomfortable but she didn't care.
He mumbled soft soothing words into her ear as he rubbed her back, trying to calm her down as much as he could. It took a few minutes but eventually she pulled back. The tears had streaked through the blood on her cheeks and Obi-Wan frowned as he looked at her. He then picked up a cloth from the side and wet it.
"I need to clean your face, stay still?" He asked and Elly nodded her head. She stayed completely still, watching him as he closed the space between them. He lifted the cloth up and gently began to wipe the blood from her cheeks. His movements were so gentle, she adored him for it.
