Vader's POV
Exactly as I expected. The base wasn't far from the crash site at all. I stepped off my ship breathing heavily. I was doing my best to control myself, but of course, it wasn't working.

I had my lightsaber gripped and ignited in my hand, ready to use in any rebel unlucky enough to be inside of that base.

The site of the crash, the place she lost her life, it was agonizing to see. I couldn't bring myself to go near it or even look at it.

These rebels are about to regret every decision they ever made that led them up to this point.

I pulled my hood up over my head and began to walk towards the entrance of their base.
(GIF above; just pretend the troopers aren't there and that its snowing lol)

There was a man outside in a heavy coat and goggles. He was rubbing his gloved hands together to try to warm himself up. No doubt the man who is supposed to be on lookout.

Before he saw me, I reached my hand out and he yelled while flying forward into my grasp and I plunged my weapon into his abdomen. I heard him groan in pain but then I felt his life force leaving his body. I threw him down to the floor and stepped over him.

The metal door to get inside had an electronic keypad on it, not like that will stop me. I raised my hand and force pushed against the door causing it to fly off its hinges and into the base. I heard shouting and an alarm go off as soon as I stepped inside.

There were about ten to fifteen of them and I'm not sure if they knew who I was or not but they stupidly tried fighting back.

One of them shot a blaster at me which I deflected back to him and it hit him in the throat.

Another tried coming up from behind me but I heard her thoughts. I spun around and gripped her throat so tight that her windpipe crunched under my grasp.

A few more tried their bold attempts and they were taken care of just as easily as the others.

I was fueled by so much rage and pain that everything was flying by in a blur. These were the people that took her life.

She was pure, she was innocent, she was good.

There were only about five left alive at this point and they were trying to flee in a ship. At some point they had opened the large metal entrance that was big enough for a ship to exit and enter through.

I casually walked towards the ship as they powered it up. They tried to take off but I used my force abilities to stop it from moving when it had barely reached outside. I could see them in the cockpit trying to figure out a way for it to go faster, to overpower me.

I looked down to the ground and saw a gun. Not a normal gun, but something much more advanced, big enough to take down a small ship even.

Is this what they used on her?

Let's see how they like it.

I dropped my lightsaber to the ground, while still keeping my force hold with the other one, and pulled the gun into my hand. I aimed it near the engine and fired. I released my hold so the ship could go further out before the shot hit it and it exploded into a fiery field of broken pieces.

I dropped the gun to the floor and picked my lightsaber back up; placing it on my belt.

I got my revenge, but I still didn't feel better.

I never did. I'm cursed to walk through this life in constant agony.

The image of her face appeared in my head the day she screamed at me on Kashyyyk. Even though I was angry, I admired how beautiful she looked in the rain. I remembered our night together, that beautiful night where I gave her all of me and she gave me all of her. I started to feel tears come to my eyes. She was the only person that could tame the beast that is inside of me. She was the only person that made me feel like Anakin Skywalker again.

I loved her. At least I think that's what this feeling was. But now I'll never see her again..

Please don't come in here. Please leave.

I was taken away from my memory by the sound of someone's thoughts.

I growled, I must have missed someone.

I stepped over the bodies on the floor and began to make my search. There was a door that I never went through at the far end of the building. I tried to turn the handle but it was locked from the inside. I brought my lightsaber back out and pushed it into the lock before kicking the door open. There in the corner was a man cowering and he looked terrified when he saw me.

But then I saw her.

She was unconscious on a table with bandages all over body and an IV sticking out of her arm that was connected to a blood bag.

I couldn't believe it, she was alive. The amount of happiness I felt in that moment was unlike anything I ever felt.

I instantly went to her and placed my hand on her forehead to try and feel her life force. She was incredibly weak. I glared up at the man, "What did you do to her?" I growled.

He held his hand out in defense, "Nothing I swear, I saved her!"

I stood up straight and walked over to him. He tried pushing himself into the wall to further his distance from me, why did they always do that? It's a wall, you can't go any further than that, "It was you and your people who did this to her." I snarled as I grabbed onto his throat and pulled him to his feet.

He shook his head, "No that wasn't me," He choked out with wide eyes as he struggled to breathe, "She would have been dead if I didn't help her."

"Let's see about that." I pressed my hand to his head and he shouted in pain. The feeling of me going into his mind is definitely not pleasant for him. It feels like a hundred headaches hitting you at once. I would know, thanks to Palpatine.

I watched as he found her in the snow, when he brought her back, sewed her wounds and bandaged her up, when she woke up and he helped stop her pain.

I let go and he fell to the floor, gripping his head.

I've seen enough.

I turned and walked to (y/n). I grabbed the IV and took it out of her arm; and tore bandages off all of her wounds. I needed to make sure it worked.

I placed my hands on her stomach and closed my eyes so I could focus.

Doc's POV
That was one the worst pains I had ever felt in my life. But it was still better than death.. this is Darth Vader, I know it is, I recognized him from a battle on Ryloth. So why didn't he kill me? He was never one to show mercy, that's for sure.

But I watched him as he walked away from me, took off all of the bandages I put on the girl, including removing her IV. Then he placed his hands on the her and closed his eyes.

What is he doing to her?

I watched a yellow glow appear from his hands and my eyes widened when I saw all of her wounds begin to close. I even noticed her breathing begin to pick up to a more steady pace, for awhile there, it was shallow and slow.

He removed his hands and placed his arms under her so he could pick her up. He was gentle with her as he laid her head against his chest and I swear I saw him kiss her. I couldn't be too sure, his cloak was in the way, but I think that's exactly what I saw.

He looked up at me with his intimidating yellow eyes, "You're alive because you saved her. But if you tell anyone that I left you alive purposely or if you tell anyone about her and what you just saw. Then I promise I'll find you and finish what I started here." He threatened and turned to walk away; gripping the girl tightly in his arms.

I couldn't believe it.

Darth Vader has a weakness.

Vader's POV
I held her close to me as I stepped out into the cold air and made my way back to my ship. I could feel her stir in my arms and I looked down to her face. I was so happy to see her alive.

It's been a long time, sort of.

For her it's been longer.

She doesn't know, but I snuck into her room twice while she slept. It was only for a minute, I just wanted to see her. I knew she was angry for what I did, I could tell by the very creative names she came up with to call me in her mind. She was smart, she knew if she made me angry that I'd probably go to her in a fit of rage. Which I almost did, I had to leave the Death Star so I wouldn't. Which is why I was never there for more than a few hours. This girl really knows how to get under my skin and she knew damn well that no matter how mad she made me, I'd never hurt her. Never again.

I walked onto my ship and placed her gently on the cot in the back so I can take her home.

(y/n)'s POV
All the pain I was feeling, it was gone.

I slowly opened my eyes and I didn't recognize where I was. I sat up quickly and looked around the room. It was like my own room, but bigger, the bed was a King instead if a Queen, the sheets were black silk instead of white, and along one wall there were windows where you could see into space. It was quite beautiful actually.

I looked down at the clothes I was in and these definitely weren't mine. It was a big black t-shirt and sweatpants that were too big for me, but not big enough to where they'd fall off if I stood up.

I searched through my mind to remember what happened so I can figure out where I am. The ship crashed, that I remember, but I somehow survived. I also remember waking up to an enormous amount of pain and a man I didn't recognize was taking care of my wounds.
Then.. that's it actually.

Oh fuck, have I been kidnapped?

"No." My head snapped up to the voice and my breathe caught in my throat when I saw him leaning on the wall in nothing but a pair of sweatpants.This was the first time I've seen him in months, since he left me. He looked breathtaking and I'd be drooling if I wasn't taken over by anger right now.

You son of a bitch.

I thought as I kicked my feet over the bed and walked towards him. He narrowed his eyes at me, "Don't call me th-"

I cut him off when I slapped him in the face.

His head turned to the side and he slowly looked at me with wide eyes that were filled with shock and anger.

Holy shit I just slapped Darth Vader.

But he deserved it for abandoning me like that and then ignoring me. Then having clones lock me in my room, just so he could walk the halls. Like my presence is such an inconvenience to him.

"Did you jus-"

I slapped him again.

I have to stop doing that, but it's like a reflex. I can't seem to help it,"How could you do that to me?" I questioned as his head snapped to me, this time pure rage in his features.

But I wasn't afraid of him, not anymore.

"Hit me again and you'll regret it." He growled as he stepped closer to me, he towered over me by a whole foot.

I snorted through my nose, "Oh yeah and what are you gonna do?" I tested him as I stepped closer to him, he narrowed his eyes at my actions. "You can't hurt me anymore than you already have." My anger was washing away and it was being taken over by the pain I felt over what he did to me. I felt tears start to come to my eyes and I turned away from him so he wouldn't see.

"(y/n)-"

"What happened and where are we?" I asked the questions that came to mind as I kept my back to him.

I heard him sigh, "This is my quarters on the Death Star, you're here because you were involved in an accident and I found you at a rebel base." He informed me.

I didn't even know he had a quarters, I just assumed he slept on that couch.

Wait a rebel base? So that man I saw, the one who tended to my wounds, he was a rebel.

Wait my wounds.. I didn't feel any pain though, I looked down at my body and lifted my shirt to find nothing there.

"I healed you." He answered my thoughts and I felt him come closer to me, but I didn't want to turn around or look at him.

"Thanks," I mumbled as I brought the shirt back down, "And what about the rebels, did you kill them all?"

"Yes," I felt his hand touch my shoulder and even though I knew I should have pulled myself away, especially since he just admitted to killing more people, I didn't want to. He always had this spell over me, "Because I thought they killed you." He gripped my shoulder tightly and spun me around so I could face him. "I thought they took you away from me." He tried caressing my cheek but I slapped his hand away.

I kept my gaze away from his face, I knew the moment I looked at him, I'd melt. "You left alright? I'm not yours for someone to take away," I snapped while still keeping my eyes on a wall, "Besides I clearly didn't mean anything to you, you never even said goodbye, you just gave me a damn two worded note." I started to cry and I wiped the tears away with the front of his shirt I was wearing.

He gripped my face so I could look at him, "Don't be fucking stupid (y/n)," His face was so close to mine and I felt my heartbeat picking up and I wanted to curse at it for betraying me, "It killed me to think that you were dead. I lost it when I was told you were gone. I destroyed my entire office and then a rebel base. If that doesn't say that you mean something to me then I don't know what does," He whispered as he got even closer and his lips grazed mine. I actually got butterflies when he told me how he reacted to my supposed death. I didn't think he cared that much, "I'm so sorry that I left you, I was trying to protect you. But it appears that you're knocking on deaths door no matter where I am, so I might as well be here," He sighed as he cupped my face and placed a kiss on my lips. I instantly kissed him back even though I was afraid that he was going to disappear again, "I won't." He mumbled against my lips as he pushed me on the bed and got on top of me, "No one can know about us okay? For your own safety. Promise me that you'll keep us a secret and I promise I'll never leave you again."

I looked up into his blue eyes, "How can I believe that?" I questioned. I wanted to believe him but that's twice already that he's hurt me. That's more chances than I've ever given anyone.

"Do you want to know the first thing that went through my head when Piett said you were on that ship?" He asked as his flesh fingers rubbed gently along my cheek.

"What?" I responded breathlessly as my eyes shifted from his eye to his lips. I was resisting the urge to kiss him.

He pressed his forehead onto mine without breaking eye contact, "That I was never going to get to tell you that," He paused for a moment like he was debating on if it's something he really wanted to say, then he took a deep breathe before bringing a hand up to my cheek, "That I'm in love with you. I don't know when it started or how I even got to this point, but I do, I love you."

"You-you love me?" I asked in disbelief. Never in a million years did I think I'd hear those words be said to me, especially from him.

He smiled down at me; raising his hand a softly caressing my cheek, "I do. I may not have ever felt something like this before, but I know that's what this is; I've fallen in love with you."

I've never had anyone ever tell me they love me before, besides family. I considered myself to be an unlovable person, that I was gonna be that woman who died alone with ten different animals.

That was the plan at least.

But here I am, with the most perfect man in galaxy. Maybe not to anyone else, but to me, he was perfect, "I love you too." I whispered back as I brought my hand up to his face and he smiled down at me. "And I promise."

I was in love with Darth Vader, it sounded unreal, but he was in love with me too.

(SMUT; read at your own risk)

He crashed his lips to mine with full passion. I can't believe we just said 'I love you' to each other. All the anger and pain I felt over everything was gone and I was getting lost in this moment with him, the love of my life. I have no doubt in my mind that he deserves that title.

He reached for the hem of my shirt and pulled it over my head before bringing his lips back to mine. "Fuck I missed you." He mumbled against my mouth and I felt his hand slide down my bare stomach and into my sweatpants. I gasped when his hand brushed against my clit and he inserted two of his fingers into me.

"Oh god-" I moaned as he slid his fingers in and out of me, the sensation was unreal.

He was trailing kisses along my neck and down my chest as he used his free hand to undo my bra and throw it to his floor.

"Tell me you love me again," He pushed his fingers in and out of me quicker and I gripped onto his bed sheets.

"I love you," I cried in pleasure.

He pulled his fingers out of me and grabbed the sweatpants, along with my underwear, and pulled them down. He tossed them aside just like he did to my bra so now I was now completely nude. "You're so wet for me," He moaned as I felt him use one of his fingers to rub circles against my clit, "Tell me what you want me to do to you."

I was enjoying the feeling of his fingers on me, everything he did to me felt so good, "Go down." I told him as I looked into his ocean blue eyes.

He smiled and lowered his face in between my thighs, "Anything for you." He mumbled as I felt his lips suck on my clit and I threw my head back onto the bed, I wanted to moan louder but I was afraid for anyone to hear us.

"Fuck," I almost yelled as I brought my hands down to pull gently on his hair. He continued switching between sucking on my clit and licking my hole as well as lightly sticking his tongue inside of me as he grabbed my thighs roughly. No doubt he was going to leave bruises like last time, but I didn't care, I liked them.

I could feel myself getting close and I knew he could tell too because he was going even faster now. I covered my mouth with one hand to stop from screaming and I gripped his hair tightly with the other as I reached my orgasm.

He stood up with a smile on his face, "You look so beautiful in this position," He eyed me with lust in his eyes as he dropped his sweatpants down and kicked them away from him. He crawled on top of me and placed his lips on my neck and sucked on my skin softly, "I love you." He mumbled against my neck as he brought one of his hands to squeeze my breasts.

"I love you too," I responded breathlessly due to the amazing sensation his lips were giving me. He could leave all the hickeys he wants, I don't care. I'll just wear my hair down.

He can do anything he wants to me, I'm all his.

"Yes you are," He brought his lips from my neck to my mouth and kissed me passionately. I felt his dick rubbing against my pussy before he pushed himself inside of me and we both let out a moan at the same time. "Does it hurt?" He asked as he went in and out of me slowly.

I shook my head, "No, go faster. Please." I begged.

"Yes ma'am." He smiled down at me before kissing me again. He started to thrust in and out of me at a quick pace. I ran my fingers through his hair as he continued to kiss me. We broke away to let out our loud moans that filled the room.

Oh god I hope no one hears us.

"Don't worry, no one can hear us over here." He assured me as he thrusted harder causing me to finally let out the scream that I had been desperately holding in. Our skin was slapping together and I could feel myself wanting to cum for the second time. "You're so fucking wet for me, I love it." He moaned as he lifted himself up and he gripped the headboard. Giving me the most amazing view of his toned abs. That was going to drive me over the edge for sure.

With one hand on the headboard and one gripping my hip, he was thrusting in and out of me at a quick and rough pace. I brought my hands up and ran them along his sweaty chest causing a moan to escape from his mouth. The sounds that were coming from him were too much for me and I felt myself about to finally cum again. "I'm gonna cum!" I shouted as I felt myself reaching my limit. I opened my mouth but nothing came out, I was overcome with so much pleasure that I was at a loss for words.

"My turn," He growled as he brought his hand that was on my hip to my neck and he squeezed just enough to send a high to my brain.

"Oh my- fuck (y/n) your pussy feels so good wrapped around my cock," He moaned as he squeezed my neck a little harder and I felt him cum inside of me. His thrusts began to slow down and become sloppier as he rode out his orgasm.

He pulled himself out of me and laid on the bed next to me. Both of us were breathing heavily as we stared up at the ceiling.

That was so amazing, we can do that for hours.

"Come here." I felt him grip my arm and he pulled me to him so I could lay on his chest, "I didn't hurt you at all did I?" He asked softly as he brushed his fingers through my hair.

"No you didn't," I looked up at him and smiled, "I loved all of it."

He chuckled, "Even this?" He brought his hand to my throat and squeezed gently.

"Especially that." I winked with a grin and he let out a laugh.

"You really do have issues."