Hayden Christensen Imagines

IMAGINE: Confronting Anakin

| IMAGINE for @obidala-starwars |

     "I'm sorry, Y/N." Obi-Wan, your older brother, says.

     "No." You choke out, shaking your head, refusing to believe that Anakin, your husband, has turned to the Dark Side. Your heart is breaking.

     You turn your back to Obi-Wan, not wanting him to see the tears flooding your eyes. Although you've never told Obi-Wan that you're married to Anakin, and that you're carrying his child, you have an inkling that your brother knows—he is a Jedi after all.

     Obi-Wan grabs your arm and turns you to face him as tears slide down your cheeks. His face is sympathetic. "Y/N, I know you're...close to Anakin. You have to tell me where he's gone." He insists. You look down, silent. Your brother squeezes your arm. "Y/N, I beg of you." He pleads. "Anakin has killed Younglings in the Jedi Temple. He has to be brought to justice."

     "I don't-I don't know where he is." You cry, feeling the guilt hit you as you lie to your brother, your best friend.

     Obi-Wan steps away from you, his eyebrows furrowed. He nods. "Okay." He says. He starts to leave the room, but before he exits, he looks back at you, his face remorseful. "It's Anakin's child, isn't it?" He asks. You stare at him, not saying anything. "I'm so sorry." He whispers, before leaving. You collapse onto the sofa and bury your face in your hands, sobbing.

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     You land your star skiff on one of Mustafar's platforms. You swallow and grab your gun. You put it in your hip holster. You make your way out of the ship. You immediately spot Anakin running towards you. "Y/N!" He exclaims.

     "Anakin!" You say, running to meet him. You run into his arms.

     "What-what are you doing here?" He asks, holding you as tight as he can with your belly.

     "I had...I had to see you." You breathe.

     Anakin pulls you back to look at you and immediately notices your tears. "What's happened?" He asks.

     "Anakin. Obi-Wan said you turned to Dark Side. That-that you killed Younglings." You sob, your hands protectively covering your stomach.

     Your husband's eyebrows draw. "So this is why you've come? Did Obi-Wan send you here?" He asks angrily.

     "No!" You exclaim vehemently, shaking your head. Anakin starts to pace. "Obi-Wan knows about us, Anakin. I think-I think he wants to help us."

     "No. I'll never accept help from him." He scoffs.

     "Please, Anakin. We can raise our baby together somewhere safe. Somewhere peaceful. Please." You beg. You take a step towards him. "I love you." You whisper.

     "Liar!" Anakin screams.

     Your eyes widen in shock and you take a few step backwards. "Anakin, please. Don't do this. Don't turn to the Dark Side." You weep.

     Anakin looks at you and then past your head. His already angry eyes seem to get angrier. "So Obi-Wan didn't send you here?" He asks. Your eyebrows furrow and you look back to your ship. Obi-Wan is there, hands on his hips, looking between Anakin and you.

     "You turned her against me!" Anakin shouts at him.

     "No, you're the only one that did that." Your brother retorts.

     Suddenly Anakin lifts his hand and glares at you. You gasp as the air is immediately taken from your lungs. Your hands clutch at your throat, feeling the invisible hand choke you.