Brave Enough [Obi Wan x Reader]

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(Y/n)'s POV

It's been a week since the attack on Drea, your small fleet of shuttles has been forced to land on a freezing moon due to lack of fuel. Your coded signal has not reached any Republic fleet and you are in fatal cold.

To say the least, it's not looking good. Your group has retreated into a shallow cave for the time being, the distress beacon with you.

"How's.... How's it going, Queenie?" Thora asked. In your time with her, you two had become good friends. She took to the nickname 'Queenie' quickly, telling you that saying 'My Queen' all the time made her mouth hurt.

You shivered, you had changed into warmer clothes earlier but it didn't help. "I c-can't tell.. The circuits are freezing.. " You muttered, rubbing your hands together.

Behind you, there were about 16 freezing people. You stood up and turned around, holding your head up high.

"No one's coming to save us, are they?" Thora asked quietly, walking beside you.

"I--I don't know." You admitted truthfully, sitting down on the ground and looking out at the sky beyond the cave.

Where are you?...

Obi Wan's POV

Myself and Anakin were commanding a Republic Fleet when we received a strange radio signal at the edge of the outer rim.

It was a song.

"Are you sure it's really just a song?" I asked, confused.

"That's what it sounds like to me," Anakin shook his head, "Here, listen."

He played the song again but something seemed off.

"Do you hear that static in the background?" I asked, pausing the song.

"Yeah, I already looked into it, it's just space static."

"Play it backwards." I said, using the console to edit out the music and just play static.

"I already tried that--" Anakin got cut off as I played the static backwards, it formed a series of quiet clicks.

"Morse code?" Anakin asked, listening to the clicks.

"Drea.... Has... Fallen... Seeking... Assistance.... Come... Quickly... " I translated out loud.

"Drea? Isn't that planet neutral?"

"Yes, It is." I stroked my beard in thought, I knew the coding seemed familiar. "We should go help them. If Drea truly fell, then there will be refugees."

"I'll set a course then. " Anakin replied, getting up and heading towards the bridge.

I silently nodded and looked out into space.

Could it really be her? If Drea has fallen to the Separatists, then its unlikely she's still alive.

I shook my head and went to join Anakin on the bridge. Even if she was still alive, it wouldn't matter.