I sat on a sofa in my home as Obi-Wan sat in front of me. He was telling me about Anakin and how troubled he is. To be honest, I felt it as well, but he never talked to me. I nodded to everything Obi-Wan was saying. Things like. . .look after him. . .keep a close eye on the boy. I nodded and once we had finished our conversation I hugged him and led him out the door.
"Hey." Anakin randomly showed up wearing his large cloak.
"Hi, Babe. Come here." I smiled softly. "What's got you so stressed out?"
"I'm so messed up, my Love. I'm in a battle between two people." He sighed and turned.
"Who?" I asked.
"You, Obi-Wan, the council, versus the Chancellor." He looked out the window.
"What does that mean?" I asked as I walked closer.
"You remember that dream I told you about you dying from that unknown sith? The Chancellor said there's a way to stop you from dying. I could save you, but Obi-Wan and the Council are holding me back. . ." He spoke emptily.
"Shut up, don't talk like that. Look, I will love through life, death, and after that. But listen to me. Seriously. Obi-Wan literally told you how proud he was of you not too long ago. The Council won't let you join because they don't just let everyone on the Council. Don't take that as a sign that they want to hold you back. So what if they don't title you as a Jedi Master, you still hold a lightsaber, you are still the chosen one. Doesn't give you the right to go out and act rationally. You need to turn the Chancellor in." I spoke in a stern voice.
"What?" He stuttered.
"No. You need to put the Chancellor away. I found out something highly dangerous, the Chancellor is the sith, that's why he has always told you what you want to hear. Do you remember why you said you loved me?" I held his hands.
"Because you speak what you truly think. Because you don't just tell me what you want to hear." He whispered.
"And you love me for that. So here I am, telling you the truth. The Chancellor used you. Please don't do anything rash. You can't change the future. And who's to say that trying to change the future is the thing that will cause my death? What if, not messing with the future, will save me?" I looked into his red puffy eyes.
"Okay." He breathed.
"Come on, we'll do it together." I took his hand and ran to our fighters to save the world and bring balance to the force. . .
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"And that's how Momma and Papa saved the world with uncle Ben." I smiled at Anakin told our story to our children.
"I like that story." Our daughter, Arabella spoke with a smile.
"So do I." Our youngest child, Hayden, laughed and hugged Anakin.
"Yeah I saved your father from being the biggest idiot of all time." I nudged Anakin and leaned my head on his shoulder.
"It's true, she did save me from that. But I saved her from marrying some other idiot. And don't forget the countless of times I saved you from dying." Anakin smirked down at me.
"Oh, please. I am pretty sure I have saved your butt way more than you did." I scoffed and smiled at his laugh.
"Uh. . .I don't think so." He spoke in a playful tone. I pulled Hayden in my arms and let Ara hug my neck.
"Whatever, Skyguy." I winked and he groaned loudly.
"What did I say about that nickname?" He glared lightly at me.
"Hey, I have been calling you that ever since we trained as little younglings and I will continue to call you that till the day I die." I smiled and kissed Ara's head.
"Okay fine." He rolled his eyes playfully at me.
"Funny, you make it seem as if you had a choice."
