Unspoken Words (Obi-Wan X Reader)

Order 66

Oh yeah. You know what's going to happen in this one...
Get ready everybody, because this is the Final Chapter! 🎉🎉 Woo!! Yay! *Applause* 🎉🎉

You didn't know why you were walking through these halls again. It had been years since you had been in the Jedi Temple, but something compelled you here. The Force, if you had any say in it.
Somehow, though, your peaceful reminisce of days gone by was interrupted. As you approached the front of the Temple, preparing to leave and still wondering why the Force sent you back here, you began to hear the screams. Instinctively, you darted through the halls toward them, already pulling out your light saber but not turning it on. When you knew you were close, you slowed and kept your senses alert. You peaked around a wall to see... Destruction and chaos.
Bodies of fallen Jedi littered the ground. Fires dotted the scene as well as somewhere else in the Temple. The Temple itself was in wreckage, torn apart and slashed through, with what you knew to be light saber marks. No blaster could do this.
Fear struck you like lightning, coursing through your body following the realization of who did it.
The Sith.
Only the evil, vicious Sith Lords could cause such chaos. No Jedi would fight each other, you knew that much.
When you saw that the coast was clear, you ran to the aid of the closest Jedi. It wasn't someone you recognized, but you sensed their life still clinging to the Force. You immediately assessed their wounds, trying to see if there was any way you could save them. However, they stopped you, grabbing your hand desperately and saying with urgency, "The padawans! The children! He's going  after them!"
Your eyes widened in horror, knowing what they meant, and rushed off into the Temple. Even though you had no idea who this "he" was, you knew you would stop him from hurting anyone further, no matter what it would take.
Nearing the padawan hall, you slowed down and readied your weapon again. At the opening, you stopped and listened, hearing the nervous chatter of small Jedi in training. You couldn't quite hear what one of them said, but you knew they were speaking to someone. Then you heard the unmistakable sound of a light saber switching on.
Without hesitation, you dashed into the room behind the figure cloaked in black. Turning on your own light saber, you shouted, "Stop!"
Slowly, the figure turned, finally showing their face.
You gasped, "Anakin?"
His face twisted in confusion, "Y/N, what're you doing here? You're not a Jedi anymore."
In shock, all you could reply was, "Anakin, did you do this?" You already knew the answer, but you still refused to believe it. Not him. The Dark Side couldn't have taken him. Not that sweet little boy that you knew and loved.
"Leave now, Y/N. Leave, and you won't have to see this."
"See what? They're already gone." Anakin turned around sharply to see the young padawans had fled during your confrontation. He angrily turned back to see you readying yourself for battle. The once innocent boy, lunged forward, now with rage on his face.
You side stepped, avoiding his saber. He swung again, and you blocked him. The two light sabers sent off sparks as they continued to clash and slide against each other. As you fought him, you pleaded, "Anakin! Stop this! Please! Just stop!" He ignored your pleas and yelled, "You have no idea the power of the Dark Side! You can't defeat it, Y/N! None of us can! Just give up!"
You faked a hard left swing, then Force threw Anakin into the wall. He slumped to the ground, dropping his saber. You stepped up to him, pointing your own at his chest. You knew you had him. A single thrust forward and he'd be dead. He would no longer be able to hurt people. The Dark Side would no longer control him.
But as you looked into the face of the little boy, remembering your time with him, remembering Padmé, you couldn't do it.
Using your hesitation, Anakin grabbed his saber again, quickly knocking the point of yours away from his chest. You backed up, he sprang forward. The battle was on again. This time, knowing your weakness, Anakin had the upper hand. He continued to push you back. His light saber slashed to the right, but then cut under and sliced your forearm. You gasped and with the flick of his saber, he knocked yours out of your hand. You stumbled and fell at his feet.
The young man towered above you, raging, "Don't you see? The Dark Side is stronger! It has always been stronger, and it always will! You would be wise to join us, Y/N! You've already renounced the Jedi! With your abilities of the Force and the power of the Dark Side, you will be unstoppable!"
With tears in your eyes, you looked up at him and sobbed, "What happened to little Anakin?! What happened to the little boy that I knew and loved? Bring him back! Please..." He continued to stare down at you as you tried applying pressure to your wound. He lifted his light saber, ready to finish you off. Still crying, you closed your eyes and accepted death, happy to finally be free of this pain he was causing you. Then you heard footsteps. You opened your eyes to see Anakin walking away, leaving you behind without looking back.
As soon as he left, you gasped and began to cry again. You didn't bother to get off of the floor, too distraught and feeling torn apart.
Nothing was as it should be.

Lying on the floor, gripping your forearm where it had been cut, you heard footsteps again. Thinking Anakin had returned to finish the job, you looked around for your light saber. Seeing it just out of reach, you stretched out your uninjured arm to Force pull it toward you. Just as the intruders entered the room, you managed to wrap your hand around the weapon and swing it in front of you, switching it on. But when your eyes landed on Yoda and Obi-Wan, you immediately turned it off and dropped it.
Obi-Wan ran to your side, a worried, "Y/N," leaving his mouth the moment he saw you. He wrapped his arms around you, pulling you into his lap. You didn't resist him. You needed it too much right now.
"What happened?" Your former master asked, making his way over to you. Wiping away tears, you explained to the two of them the horrible fight that you had with Anakin. When you finished, Obi-Wan stared at you in shock, "No. No, Anakin would never– He wouldn't–" Yoda simply nodded as he heard your tale, now he sighed and began to walk away. Looking over his shoulder at the two of you, he motioned for you to follow and said, "Come. Much to amend, there is."

Many long, troublesome hours later, you found time to breathe again. After Obi-Wan fought with Anakin, leaving him on a volcanic planet to die, and Padmé had given birth to the twins, and both of those children were consequently separated for their safety, finally, you and Obi-Wan stood on Tatooine. In the light of the two setting suns, you stared at each other, having left Luke with his uncle and aunt.
"Stay with me, Y/N. Please." His eyes full of longing and pain, Obi-Wan took your hand. You opened your mouth to reply, but he continued, "The Jedi have disbanded. The rules are no longer in place. Please, don't leave me when I need you most. Just say you'll stay with me."
"I'm still a queen, Obi-Wan. I have to take care of my people. And I don't think they'd accept me abandoning them at such a hard time."
"So you'd abandon me instead?"
You sighed, looking away, not wanting to leave him again, but not knowing another way. Then it struck you.
"Come with me, Obi-Wan." He hesitated, and you knew what he was going to say before he said it, so you added to ease his worries, "Only for a while. Until this madness has calmed and I can freely appoint a new queen. Please see the sense in this, Obi. It'll work." You held your breath and waited for his reply. You could tell from his face that he was thinking about it, but you didn't dare invade his mind to see what he thought.
After agonizingly long seconds, he smiled and said, "You're right. I think it will work."
Without thinking, you pressed your lips to his, frantic and exploding with joy. He kissed back almost instantly, moving one of his hands into your hair as you grabbed his robe in your fists and leaned into his chest. His other hand snaked around your waist and pulled you closer to him. You kissed him as long as you could, trying to freeze the moment in your mind forever. Every touch, every taste, every smell. Unfortunately, though, you had to pull away to breathe. But you didn't stay away. Instead, you stared into each others' eyes as you pressed your foreheads together.
"I love you, Y/N."
"And I love you, Obi-Wan."

The End

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