#like i think if she came w obi wan w a knife . and was like just in case ge doesnt listej

[aahsoka]

very funny how when obi wan tells padme that anakin killed the younglings shes like ‘not anakin! he couldnt!’ girl did u forget about when he told you about the tusken raiders who killed his mom and how he killed ‘not just the men but the women and children too’ or

and also how most of the fandom and just regular people watching also tend to forget that he actually had a previous history of killing children

[star-whores-a-new-hoe]

Rescue Mission // Obi Wan X Reader Forever Series: Part Six

Summary: You attempt to rescue Anakin and Obi Wan from the evil clutches of the separatists, but hurtful secrets get reveled in the process.

Word count: 3K

Warnings: Angst, fighting, violence, pining, cussing, Typos probably.

“Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god, oh my god!” You whispered hurriedly under your breath as you made your way through the dark, ominous jungle. Clutching your blaster tightly, you stepped over vines and branches, your ears and eyes straining for any sign of movement. 

Your heart was beating rapidly but you did your best to suppress your nerves and focus on the task at hand. You were unable to shake the foreboding  feeling of being watched by something waiting in the looming darkness. 

‘I am literally the least qualified person in existence to be doing this!’ You thought to yourself. The immense metaphorical weight of this situation felt heavy on your shoulders.

 Your feet ached like you had been walking for an eternity and you could feel your shirt sticking to your sweaty back, but you didn’t let your guard down for even a second to adjust it. 

‘What’s gonna happen if I don’t find them?’ You thought. ‘Or worse, don’t find them?’ Shaking those thoughts from your head, you pushed onward. ‘Keep a clear head, like Obi Wan trained you to do.’

Finally, your ears were met with the sound of movement off in the distance and you swore you could make out a faint light off in that direction. Pausing, you held your breath, straining your ears so that you could listen to  the sound of robotic footsteps and metallic voices filling the eerily quiet jungle. 

Despite the immense heat, you felt a shiver of fear run down your spine. A sense of panic that began to course through your veins but you did your best to push aside your emotions. 

‘What do I do, oh fuck, what do I do?’ 

You stopped and took a deep breath, absorbing the warm jungle air.

‘What would Obi Wan do?’ 

You did your best to recall everything that Obi Wan had ever told you about his missions. How he handled hostage situations and tight spots.

Finally, you decided that the best scenario was to locate the two Jedi and get them out as quickly and quietly as possible, not in the process alerting anyone.

‘Besides, I kind of dout that there really is a senator, probably just a trap to get to Ani and Obi.’ You slowly moved towards the sounds of the enemy. Once you got closer, It was very apparent that you were immensely outnumbered. Hundreds of battle droids marched about in a bright, makeshift camp.

You crouched down behind the thick jungle brush and strategically scouted out where the Jedi were most likely to be, making mental note of where the enemy were most clustered together.

Out of the corner of your eye, you spotted what looked like the only other living thing there. A tall, wrinkled, green man in a headdress who was conversing with a battle droid.

In the hopes of overhearing the location of Obi Wan and Anakin, you moved closer to the two. 

“The Jedi are on the other side of the clearing Viceroy Gunray.” The droid said in a high pitched, metallic voice.

“Excellent, our trap worked perfectly! Soon we will be rid of two of the most troublesome Jedi in the order!” 

In the bushes, you placed your hand over your mouth, not wanting to take the risk of them hearing your heavy breathing. 

“Tell the droids to be ready to exterminate in thirty minutes.” The man (If you could even really call him that) continued.

“Roger roger!” The droid said before walking away.

‘Next step,’ You thought. ‘Spring the trap.’ 

                                                           ***

Obi Wan And Anakin sat back to back, wrists and ankles tied together, lightsabers just out of reach and four droids standing guard. Quite a familiar situation for the both of them.

“How did this happen, we’re smarter than this!” Obi Wan mused to himself. 

“Do you think Y/n is coming master?” Anakin asked, tossing his head back in a feeble attempt to get his curls out of his face.

“I suppose she is.” Obi Wan didn’t want to let on how terrified he was for your safety, how much of a failure he felt like for getting captured and leaving you to brave the dangers of jungle alone. 

“Look, I know you’re worried about Y/n but she can handle herself.” Anakin told him reassuringly. “She’s stronger than you think.” Obi Wan nodded in response, even though Ani couldn’t see it. “Besides, She’s had training. She knows how to handle that blaster.”

“Well if by some miracle she saves us, I don’t think we will ever hear the end of it.�� 

Anakin smiled. “Her ass is on the line too, without us she has no one to fly her home.” 

“That’s definitely some motivation.” 

For a time they sat in silence. There wasn’t much need for them to panic as there was no immediate danger, But the thought of you trying to find and rescue them on your own had Obi Wan on edge. 

Suddenly, there was a soft rustling from the bushes  a few feet behind them. He and Anakin turned their heads just in time to see you stealthily crawl towards them out of the brush. You reached them and used a small knife that you had to cut their hands and ankles free. 

“Hi.” You said to Obi Wan, face beaming, your voice barely above a whisper so as not to alert the captors.

“Hello there.” He was beyond relieved to see you here unharmed and alive, but he knew you all still had a long way to go before you were truly safe. 

“Almost didn't recognize you with the black eye.” Anakin said before jumping up and using the force to grab both light sabers, handing one to Obi Wan as he stood up.

“Come on let's go.” You said motioning back the way you came, hoping to get away before the droids noticed that the Jedi were free. 

“Y/n,” Obi Wan said earnestly. “We must attempt to capture Viceroy Gunray, he is far too valuable an asset to let escape.”

 You pursed your lips, obviously not happy about trying to fight your way through a droid army. 

“If you feel more comfortable you can head back to the ship-“ 

“Fuck no!” You said indignantly, “I’m not leaving you guys” With all the gumption you had, you said,  “Let’s do this.” 

Anakin smiled at you before turning on his saber. “Good call.” 

***

You weren’t entirely sure how you got split up from the two Jedi but in the chaos of the fight it was pretty much bound to happen. So there you were, in an isolated clearing without any droids, a foot away from Viceroy Gunray, blaster pointed at his chest.

“They want you alive.” You said, demeanor unwavering. You were thankful that your voice sounded so tough, inside you were completely freaking out.

Viceroy Gunray scoffed at you as you stared into his cold, slimy eyes. 

“And you are going to bring me to the Jedi? Some little girl with a black eye-“ his sentence was suddenly cut off by your fist colliding with his face, throwing him to the ground with a harsh thud. 

“There, give your eye a few minutes and we’ll match.” He coughed as he propped himself up onto his elbows. “Don’t move.” You commanded, sanding over him, your blaster still aimed at him.

“It’s odd, too see a Jedi fighting without a light saber.” 

Your brows furrowed in confusion at his words. “I’m no Jedi.”

He gave you an ugly smile “Our spies say something different.” 

You stared at him, perplexed. “W-what…” 

At that moment, Obi Wan and Anakin broke through the brush, breathless, with light sabers still ignited in their fists. You kept your gaze on Gunray, waiting for an answer.

“Has Obi Wan not told you?” He chuckled. “It seems someone is force sensitive.” 

You whipped your head around to stare at Obi Wan incredulously.

“I'd stop talking if you know what's good for you viceroy.” Anakin said, coming forward to apprehend him with some holo cuffs. You slowly backed away and lowered your blaster in a dazed sort of way.

“The droids are all taken care of and-” Obi Wan began but he was interrupted by you.

“Obi, what was he talking about.” You watched him avert his Ocean blue eyes from you.

“Obi-” Your voice shook with confusion and anger. “Is he...I...You knew?” The sound of utter hurt in your tone wounded him more than a blaster bullet to the heart. 

He swallowed thickly before regaining his composure and putting away his saber. “Let us discuss this when we return to the ship.” 

                                                          ***

The walk to the ship was tense and quiet. You walked ahead of the two Jedi, Gunray in custody, your seething rage leaving a path behind you that even the most untrained of Jedi could sense.

As you stomped your way into the ship, Obi Wan and company in tow,  you felt your anger boiling up within you, ready to overflow at any minute. 

Fists clenched, You whirled on Obi Wan, Anakin awkwardly walked past you into the pilots seat with Gunray. 

“Explain.” You said. There was a commanding harshness to your tone. 

“The Jedi council has known that there was a possibility of you being force sensitive. They made the executive decision to not tell you for-“ 

“Don’t you dare fucking say for my own safety!” Your white gripped knuckles shook with anger. “Besides, telling me obviously didn’t do anything to prevent the enemy from knowing.” 

“I was simply doing what was best for you Y/n.” 

“No! You were doing what was best for the council! If you would let yourself feel a goddamn emotion instead of following everything they tell you too maybe you would have figured that out!” There was no stopping you now, everything you wanted to say to him was spilling out. “I trusted you! I’m literally in another dimension or world or whatever! I’m alone and I trusted you to be with me and to...to…” You stammered for the right words. “To not keep things like this from me!” I You could feel tears of emotion prickling up in your eyes. ‘Don’t let him see the pain!’ You reminded yourself.

Obi Wan was speechless.

You turned you back to him and crossed your arms in a fetal attempt to calm yourself. The presence of his eyes lingered on the back of your head.  those words stung, hitting him deep in his heart. You could hear his heavy footsteps walk to the front of the ship, leaving you by yourself. When you were satisfied you were alone, you let the tears and silent sobs of pent up emotion and confusion roll down your cheeks as you stared out at the stars from the ship’s window, The same stars you had admired with him on the way there.

***

When you landed back on Coruscant  you fully intended to head back to the apartment and sulk, ‘maybe I could catch a ride with Anakin after he takes care of Gunray. Lord knows I don't want to be near Obi Wan right now.’

As the doors to the ship opened and afternoon light flooded into the ship, you walked out onto the platform. To your surprise, Masters Yoda and Windu stood waiting. You headed towards them, you could sense that they were there for you.

“Y/n, We have much to discuss.” Windu said to you.

“Indeed we do.” You anger was apparent in your voice. 

Windu turned to Yoda. “Why don’t you oversee everything with Gunray?” He suggested. As Yoda walked away Obi Wan came to join the two of you. 

“What do you need to tell me?” 

“We’ve deciphered part of the book.” your face was illuminated with shock.

“And?”

“Why don’t we discuss this somewhere more private?” Windu suggested.

Crossing your arms in defiance you said. “No, I’ve waited six months dude and I’m not waiting a second more, spill.” 

Windu was slightly taken aback by your abruptness, yet none of that shone through his stone cold exterior. “The book is written in an old Jedi code, one that has not been used for quite awhile. It speaks of a person from another world coming to ours and what they must do to find out how to get back.” 

You held your breath, not daring to believe it. “Yes?”

“It tells of a planet and a ritual, we are working on tracking the plane now but we do expect it to take awhile.” 

You could hardly believe it, standing on the platform, the wind blowing in your face, you stared out at the space city you had learned to live in these past few months. All that could change soon.

“There is however, a grave warning.” Turning your gaze back onto Windu, you prompted him to go forward. “The ritual appears to be very dangerous, there is a high risk in death in attempting it. The council has decided it is up to you to choose to go through with it or not.”

“I’ll do it.” You told him without a moment's hesitation. You felt a warm hand on your shoulder and turned to look at Obi Wan, his concern obvious on his face.

“Y/n, You would be putting your life at risk.” 

You stared into his eyes, yours hard and devoid of emotion. Shrugging his hand off your shoulder you said to him. “There is nothing for me here.” You knew your words would hurt him. That's why you had said them. ‘Perhaps that was too much.’ Before you considered our actions too much you turned away from the two and stormed away.

***

It had been a week since you came back from the mission and you still hadn’t talked to Obi Wan, instead letting stubbornness take the wheel. In the meantime, you had taken up your training  sessions with Anakin. 

“You know,” Anakin said tentatively as you stretched out your sore muscles. “I think there’s someone who wants to have a little chat with you.”

You felt your jaw clench with annoyance as you sat on the floor, reaching for your toes. “I’d rather talk to that Gungan right.”

Anakin came over to sit down next to you. “Look, you can't pretend to be mad at Obi Wan forever so what’s the real reason you don’t want to talk to him? I Know what he did wasn’t the best but he feels really bad”

You scoffed and sat up as well. “How can you tell, he doesn’t really show any emotions.”

“Well neither do you.” His words connected something in your brain, like two puzzle pieces coming together. All the times you had pushed your emotions deep down flashed across your mind. Why? Because you were scared? 

‘Why don’t I let them see the pain?’

You contemplated his words for a moment. “W-What if I’ve burned all my bridges?”  bringing your hand up to your face, you gingerly touched the healing black eye, remembering how hard Obi Wan had tried to protect you during that incident. “I was really harsh, what if he doesn’t want to be... friends?”

Anakin bit back his frustration at neither of you being able to admit your obvious attraction for one another. “I know my master like he’s my own brother, and I know that he will never give up on someone he cares about.” 

You sat there in silence for a minute, letting feelings of regret wash over you. But in the middle of all that regret there was a glimmer Hope. 

Anakin put a reassuring hand on your shoulder. “I’ll let him know that you want to talk, Alright?”

You nodded. “Alright.”

                                                             ***

You stood near the edge of the balcony, elbows braced on the railing, letting the cool night air flood your lungs while you stared up at the stars. Stars that didn’t belong to you.

You could sense Obi Wan behind you before you noticed him physically. You could feel his presence behind you, leaning in the doorway that led back into the apartment. 

“Hi.” You said, not turning around. You were too ashamed to look him in the eyes at the moment.

His footsteps echoed against the ornate tile of the balcony as he made his way towards You. He rested himself next to you against the railing.

“Hello there.” you swallowed hard and looked down at your hands, anything to avoid eye contact. “I thought about what you said.” You let his words fill the tense air between the two of you. He took your silence as a sign to continue. “I’ve been trained by the Jedi for most of my life, I've been trained  to repress all emotions, to do anything to keep my feelings at bay. But your words made me realize that perhaps the jedi aren't right about everything, that repressing emotions can lead to more harm than good.”

You were honestly shocked at how open he was with you. “I suppose you must be rethinking a lot? That must be tough.” You said fidgeting with your fingers.

“Extremely.” He answered. After a short silence he asked “Do you still want to go through with the ritual the book talked of.?” 

Biting your lip you nodded. “I-I have to, I can’t just leave my world behind, my family” you paused. “I am sorry though, about saying there was nothing here for me. That was a lie, I really do care for you.” you could sense him smiling.

“You do understand how dangerous it is? You’ll be putting your life at risk.”

“Isn’t that what you do everyday, General Kenobi?” He let out a chuckle before the silence of the city swept over the two of you again.

 You used all the courage you had to look him in the eyes. “I want you to know that I’m here for you while you figure stuff out and that i'm sorry I was so harsh on you, you were only doing what you thought was right.” He looked back down at you with his ocean blue eyes, filled to the brim with kindness. “And you're not alone with repressing your emotions. I’m terrified of people… well, of you seeing how… hurt I get. I don't want to be a burden so I just act like nothing is wrong, or sometimes even lash out at people.” Obi Wan put his large calloused hand on top of yours. “I need to start showing people how I feel.”

“Seems that you and I are in the same boat,  how about we work on that together, Hmm?” You held your breath for a moment, as you looked up at him, relishing in the feeling of the soft breeze through your hair and Obi Wan’s hand on top of yours. Tentatively, you brought your free hand up to softly cup his cheek, your fingers softly stroking the hair of his beard. 

“Obi?”

“Yes?” 

You leaned forward slightly. “This is me showing you how I feel.” You leaned forward and pressed your soft lips into his, letting the emotions you had harbored for him for months break free. He brought his hands to your face and deepened the passionate kiss, letting all his feelings and emotions flow out. You could sense him in the force, letting go of everything that held him back, letting himself be freed. 

You reluctantly pulled away from him, breathless and panting. Your face glowed with a beautiful smile and you thought to yourself, ‘Finally.’ 

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