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"Anakin’s the father, isn’t he?” Obi-Wan asked, he knew the answer, he knew the answer the moment he knew Padmé was with child. Maybe he hadn’t wanted to believe it, perhaps he was in denial about what was going on right in front of him, but now, with everything falling apart, he had to know. 

Surprisingly, Padmé broke down and told him everything, about their secret marriage, her pregnancy, and now she was scared because Anakin was turning to the dark side because of a vision he had of her dying in child birth. He wasn’t angry at her, how could he? Anakin and Padmé had fallen in love, while it may have been against the code, Obi-Wan knew there wasn’t anything more powerful in the universe.

“Let me help him, Padmé,” Obi-Wan said, taking her hands, squeezing them gently. “Let’s go to him together, perhaps the two of us can talk sense into him, stop him before we loose him forever.”

The journey to Mustafar had been quiet and tense. Padmé worried about Anakin, worried what Obi-Wan might do when finding him. Obi-Wan’s thoughts were on Anakin as well, but they weren’t thoughts of hate or malice, they were of concern for the young man that had been like a brother to him.

Once on Mustafar, Obi-Wan stood and looked out the ship, “he’s close, just, stay with me, I feel like if he’s going to see reason, it will be because we’re both united.” She nodded and followed him out of the ship. 

“Anakin!’ Obi-Wan yelled out, “Anakin where are you?!” He looked around and spotted him, he could sense the anger, the fear in his former padawan and he said, “Anakin! Please! I just want to talk!”

            “What is it, young Skywalker?” She used an even tone, hoping it would bring him some form of comfort. The poor boy seemed to be two seconds away from a heart attack, nervous fretting being ever so obvious. A small smile was offered, but her expression dropped completely once he shared the news that was eating him up. Eyes widened, quickly glancing over her shoulder to make sure no one else was listening, before she gently put a hand on his shoulder to pull him closer.

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Jake trembled, dropping the gun in his hand. He looked down with wide eyes at what he had done. He put his hand on his forehead, feeling the warm blood before moving away from the body. He got out the window, hitting the ground and stopping, seeing the police were outside. He had just left the dead body of his girlfriend and the killer.

“What...what the fuck have I done...” He said, his voice shaking. After pulling off his hoodie, he remembered how he had been shot in the back. He grunted, from the pain before taking the inside of his hoodie and wiping the blood off of his face. He tied the hoodie around his waist and covered the bullet wound.

Padmé pulled her cloak around her shoulders. Despite the hellish atmosphere of this place, she felt utterly chilled to the bone. “Father?” she called out again. Everyone had told her to give up and accept the fact that he was probably dead, but she could not do that. “Hello? Is anyone here?”

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The entire ordeal had been bizarre, there was no other word for it. She had managed to crush the ship, bringing it down and was stranded in the middle of nowhere with him of all people, under a Force dome that kept them isolated. Soon enough though, it became painfully apparent that the Force had plan of its own and that it wasn’t so much as to keep them in than keep everyone else out; have them in some heated two-son semi-idillic paradise (if this place and its lack of food, water and overall supplies could ever be called that) and away from outside interference, whether it was the Emperor’s hold on him or her parent’s expectations hold on her. 

Bree was long past denying she had had a crush on him for as long as she could remember. Between the holovids and the stories and her own history of defending her mom and Malcolm when that wretched thing attacked them, well, she had always felt close to Anakin, she had always thought she understood him better than most. Padme had been blind by her rules and duty, Obi Wan had been blind by his love for Anakin and his duty towards the Order. But there was no more order, there were no rules anymore. Her parents had married in secret, had had her and Malcolm, had raised Luke as their ‘long lost cousin’ (and practically another brother) and kept them all in line; kept their Force signatures hidden as good as possible. Kept them in check. 

Until now that is.