(a/n): TW, death. Otherwise, carry on :)

(y/n) POV:

"Anakin? What's going on? Why are you here?" I questioned him.

He eyed me up and down, looking extremely distressed. His blonde hair was all over the place; way messier than usual. He had faint bags under his eyes, and yet he seemed as restless as ever in this moment. I saw so much concern and confusion in his eyes as he studied me carefully. It clicked in my mind that he was the presence I felt in the room, and he must've been let in by Leo.

"Are you okay? I came here to check on you." His grip on my shoulders stayed the same, keeping me against the wall. His blue eyes bore into my (e/c) ones and he never looked away. 

My heart jumped in my throat, because now I felt like the worst person to ever exist. He came all the way here for me, even though I was perfectly fine and have been keeping myself busy by stealing for the Separatists.

I don't deserve Anakin, I never did.

I nodded and smiled, "I'm alright."

He exhaled and pulled me into a hug, I hesitated at first because I didn't expect it, but then I hugged back. I inhaled his scent on his robes and instantly felt comfortable again. As weird as it might sound, I loved the way he smelled. It was like a mixture of cinnamon and vanilla; and it drew me into him even more. When we were kids I used to make fun of him for his sweet scents, but I always secretly loved them.

He abruptly pulled away and grabbed my wrist, practically dragging me out of the room, "Come on, we're leaving."

My eyes widened in bewilderment, "Wait—wait what? Anakin stop."

I pulled my arm away and looked at him confusedly when he turned around.

"Why do we need to leave? Is there a problem back home?" I asked.

He sighed crossed his arms, "Look, I can't really explain it but I don't trust Elliot, or this bogus bodyguard thing he asked you to do. So I'm taking you home whether you like it or not." He said in a demanding tone.

I started to internally panic. How much did he know? I needed to figure this out, and fast. I know now that Anakin will never give up on trying to find some sort of dirt on Elliot, so there must be another way to fix all of this and fill him in. Maybe there's a way to get that recording that Elliot has. I've never actually thought about doing that, because I was so worried about what would happen if it got to the Council. But since were already here and since Elliot trusts my dedication enough at this point, now would be a good time to try and steal it. But I also have to get Anakin on board with this, after telling him everything which I still don't know how to do.

"Anakin no, we can't leave yet." I started.

He took a step towards me so that he was towering over me, and our bodies were almost touching, "(y/n), I'll drag you out of here by your legs if I have to." He growled.

He reached out to grab my arm but I took a step back before he could, and used the force to push him away from me.

He stumbled backwards and looked at me in shock, not expecting me to do that.

I still stood my ground, "Anakin, listen to me. There's something really important we need to talk about."

Time skip~

"....and that's why we need to find the recording and destroy it."

I just explained the entire situation to Anakin, assuming that no one was currently watching us. I hoped that not many people saw him come up here, since they also know that I'm staying here as well.

We sat across from each other on my bed, and he was rubbing his face with his hands.

"(y/n)....why didn't you tell me?" He groaned.

"It's not like I could do anything with Elliot constantly breathing down my neck." I said defensively.

Anakin brought his hands down and looked back up at me, anger and betrayal visible in his features. "But you....you were the one stealing from us. You deliberately stole Republic supplies for the Separatists. If anyone found out about that then you would be expelled immediately."

I hopped off of the bed and went to grab my backpack to take out my cloak, "You think I don't know that? I never wanted to do any of this. But I still had to." I said in frustration.

I heard him hop off the bed as well, coming up behind me. "Enlighten me then. Why did you have to? We could've found a way to fix this."

Is he really that oblivious? I sighed and spun around, roughly poking him in the chest. "I did it for you, you insolent knob head." I seethed, feeling a wave of ire wash over me.

He narrowed his eyes and grabbed the wrist of my hand that poked his chest. "What did you just call me?"

I tried twisting my arm out of his grip but he jerked me forward by my wrist so I was against his chest, and I had to lean my head back to look up at him. I felt significantly smaller again in this position, but I was too annoyed with everything to let it faze me this time.

"Choose your next words carefully." He mumbled, looking down at my lips and then back to my eyes.

I scoffed and stopped fighting him, but still kept my fists clenched, "This whole time I've been trying to make sure that the stupid recording didn't get out, so that you wouldn't get expelled from the order. If that happens, then our chances of winning the war will diminish and you would hate me forever."

I softly panted from how fast I said my words, but it felt good to finally get some of that out of my system.

Anakin sighed and closed his eyes, letting go of me. Then he opened them again and looked at me with pure disappointment. "(y/n), you know I could never hate you. But....I'm gonna need time to think about this, alone. I'm disappointed that you didn't even try to confide in me, girlfriend or not."

My heart broke at his words. I get that he's upset, but I did all of this and suffered so much guilt and internal conflict, just for him. I broke the code and went against my morals so many times, just for him. And he's not even a little grateful? That hurts.

I nodded slowly and swallowed back tears that were threatening to fall. All of my insides churned with regret and sorrow, and my head started to spin as I processed his cold words.

"I uh, I need to go check something. I'll meet you at the ship later." I said as I quickly moved past him and out of the room.

He didn't call after me or try to stop me, which I expected. I just need a moment to clear my head and make a plan, and hopefully not breakdown in front of anyone. I speed-walked to the elevator and pressed the button for the lobby, and started to hyperventilate once the doors closed. What did this mean for Anakin and I? Is he gonna want to stop our relationship? If that happens, then we won't ever be able to go back to our normal friendship. Everything would be awkward and tense between us forever.

As soon as the doors opened, I ran straight through the lobby and out into the radiant sunlight. I knew exactly where I was going next. I know I told Anakin that I would need his help, but now I want to do this myself. I was angry at him, and at myself, and at everything. But I still tried to be as cool and collected as possible.

I stopped running when I got to the building and in the hallway that led to Elliots office, and I stomped straight to it. I opened the door without knocking and saw him at his desk sorting through papers. He didn't acknowledge my presence so I went to his desk and slammed both of my palms on it, causing him to jump back in surprise. When his eyes met mine he scoffed in irritation.

"What now?"

I leaned in closer to be more intimidating, and it worked because I could sense fear inside of him despite his stoic expression.

"Look, my day just keeps getting worse and worse and I'm done being the water girl for you. I want you to give me that stupid recording so I can get rid of it, or else I'll destroy this entire city and you along with it."

Elliot's eyes widened and I knew he took my threat seriously, especially since he saw how easily I crumbled that building at the power station. It was an empty threat, though, because I wouldn't actually destroy the city. I might still kill him but I don't want anymore innocents to suffer as well.

"Y-you wouldn't—you won't get away with that!" He stuttered.

I chuckled darkly, "And why not? You have no cameras in this room. I could just kill you now by demolishing this building and tell everyone that Dooku planted a bomb. I could say that I tried my best to save you, but it was just no use." I said that last part mockingly, and I was completely enjoying his evident perturbation. No one here knew he was a Separatist spy, so they would definitely believe that the Sith would do something like that.

The tables have turned now, and it felt good.

Why didn't I do this before? I could've used his fear for his life to get the recording, as bad as that sounds. But I'm in too deep to think about Jedi morals right now.

He stood up out of his seat and crossed his arms, "I don't believe you. The Jedi are too golden to intentionally inflict violence upon an unarmed person." He said confidently.

But I was about to crush that confidence.

I reached my hand forward and positioned it so it looked like I was about to grab something, and I did. Elliot's eyes widened and he desperately clawed at his throat, attempting to free his restricted airways. I tightened my invisible grip on him, and I could feel myself trembling with rage and pure hatred. His eyes started to water, and he was slowly losing his life from the loss of air.

"P....please..." He choked out.

I closed my eyes and searched through his mind, all the way until I found where he hid the recording.

It was in this room, in one of the locked drawers attached to the desk. This is probably the most luck I've had in a long time.

I could feel that Anakin was still nearby, so I tried connecting with him through our bond.

"Anakin, the recording is in Elliot's desk drawer."

I didn't wait to listen for a response and focused back to the man who was dying in front of me. I was relieved to have finally thought to use my brain to find the recording, but then I remembered that despite that, Anakin was still mad at me. He was disappointed, and probably won't want me anymore. And it was all Elliot's fault.

Something inside of me changed in that moment. A different, darker fire burned through my bones. I opened my eyes and locked them with Elliot's, staring straight into his soul. His expression changed from terrified to shocked, and I instantly knew why.

In his eyes I could see my reflection; My irises were yellow and had faint red rings around them. My skin was gradually turning pale and the veins in my face and neck were becoming visible and turning black.

I let down every single wall I had put up in my mind since this all started, releasing all my pent up anguish so that everyone could feel what I felt. I knew Anakin was getting closer, so I wanted him to feel it too. I want him to know what I went through for him.

But releasing those emotions was physically painful to all of my nervous system, and made my head feel like it was being stabbed repeatedly. It was the worst pain I'd ever felt before, I didn't know that this type of pain could even exist.

I screamed as loud as I could with all the force energy I had in me. I was still choking Elliot so his neck immediately snapped from my sudden power and his dead body fell to the floor. My screams echoed through the empty building and the lights started to flicker, the ground started to shake, my heart rate increased so fast that I thought it would explode out of my chest and burst into flames. Just like before, the structures around me crumbled piece by piece, starting with the ceiling and then the endless walls that stretched to the other parts of the building. All my anger was now being unleashed on this building that I was in, and even though Elliot was already dead, I couldn't stop.

The last thing I remember is all the vigor leaving my worn out body, and being crushed by a part of the ceiling which left me in nothing but peaceful darkness.

(a/n): OKAYYY like I said this chapter was very emotional, and it took a dramatic turn