(y/n)'s POV
The bacta drained from the tank, allowing me to finally open my eyes. My wounds should be healed now, the bacta gel that Anakin had placed on me on the ship wasn't doing enough. Some of the cuts were too deep and needed more attention. So the moment I arrived back to the temple, Master Yoda had me placed in a tank. His eyes were the first pair that mine landed on when mine opened. I wonder how long I was in here and how long he'd been in here with me.

A few nurses began to help me out. They took off the oxygen mask and wrapped a towel around my cold body. I had on white bottoms and a white top, but they were drenched and so I was beginning to shiver, "Feel, how do you?" He spoke to me in a soft, worried tone as he looked up to me.

I gripped the towel around me and the nurses backed away to give me my space, "I've been better." I finally spoke with a shaky voice, "How long was I in there?"

"Seven hours you were." He responded to my question.

I tilted my head at him, "And how long have you been in here?"

"Seven hours I have." He responded again and I let out a sigh, I expected as much.

"You shouldn't have been here so long. You need rest too."

He shook his head with a sad sigh, "Scared me you did. Dead, I thought you were." He dropped his head down along with his ears. Which always tugged on my heartstrings.

I walked over to him and knelt down so I was at his eye level, he reached his claw up and moved the wet hair from my eyes with the force, "We're in a war and the longer it continues, the higher the casualties will be. You have to be prepared for the worst, promise me you'll be okay if one day I don't make it back." I know this is a hard conversation for him and it's hard for me too. But I'm not wrong, anything can happen on the field and it's not like I'm not scared, I am. But I know I'm fighting for all the right reasons.

He shook his head, "Understand the risks I do," He sighed, "But promise you that, I will not." He began to turn and walk away from me before he stopped with his back towards me, "Leave me you can not." He turned his head so he could meet my eyes again, "Leave Skywalker you can not."

My jaw dropped slightly, "I don't know what you-"

He chuckled, cutting me off, "Always known I have. Worry you should not. This secret, safe with me it is." He's known this whole time; and he's not disappointed in me? I've gone against the code and formed an attachment. But maybe it's because he understands. I've always known that he's cared for me more than he's supposed to and I him. When I look at him, I see more of a father than a Master.

I looked at him with a grateful expression, "Thank you." I finally smiled.

He nodded, "Matters to me, your happiness does." Is the last thing he said before turning away and leaving the room.

I sat there for a moment with tears starting to form in my eyes. His words meant a lot, but happy is far from where I am right now. I'm not even sure if Anakin even feels the same.

~*~•~*~

The first thing I did when I got to my room was take a hot shower. I wanted to get the bacta smell off of my body and hair. It's kind of a sickly sweet smell, a lot of people don't mind it, but I never fancied it.

I checked my body when I got out and most of the damage was healed, except for the one gash on my chest, that still held a light pink tinge. It was the deepest one, so I'm not sure if I'll ever get rid of it.

Now that I'm okay, I wanted to talk to Anakin. He said as soon as I was better, he would finally tell me everything. So I walked over to his door and knocked, I waited impatiently for him to answer and sighed with relief when it slid open, "Hey Ana-" I stopped speaking when I saw that the person in front of me was not Anakin, "Uh Hello Senator Amidala." I greeted her awkwardly, I wasn't expecting this. And why was she even here; in his room?

A part of me started to feel sick as I thought of the worst possible scenario. She smiled at me, "Hey (y/n) it's been awhile." She leaned comfortably in the doorway. I did my best to hide that fact that my heart practically dropped down to my stomach at the sight of her.

"Yeah it has been," I put on my best fake smile, "I'm looking for Anakin." I looked behind her and she moved her head like she was purposely blocking my view.

"Oh he's in the shower, were just catching up." She smiled bigger and I couldn't help but get the feeling that she was trying to taunt me.

I nodded and held back the tears that wanted to escape my eyes, "Well okay, nevermind. I'll just talk to him later." I walked away without saying goodbye. I always hated that smug bitch. Now I hate her even more. I walked straight into my room and pressed the lock on my door so it wouldn't be able to open if Anakin ever tried. I don't want to talk to him anymore. Maybe he lied to me when he said he was a virgin, because that looked.. bad.

Now I guess I see why he never felt anything for me, how could I compare to someone as beautiful as her. I sat down in my bed and brought my knees up to my chest. I sighed sadly and I felt the tears stream down my cheeks when I finally allowed them to break free.

Anakin's POV
I nervously got out of the shower, it was time to tell her the truth about that day. I've hid it from her for so long, but this whole situation scared me. She deserves to know the truth, because what if there's a day where I'm unable to tell her?

I looked at myself in the mirror as I let out a heavy sigh, I know she might not feel the same. That's what has kept me from telling her, I wasn't sure if I could handle hearing her reject me. There's a difference from thinking something and then having it confirmed. But I had to do this.

I kept the towel around my waist and entered my main room. I jumped in surprise when I saw I wasn't alone, "Padme? What are you doing here?" I asked confused and slightly irritated that she came in here uninvited. I also haven't seen her in a few years.

Her eyes trailed my torso and she looked up to smile at me, I held in an eye roll, "I just got in from Naboo, I thought I'd come see you so we can catch up."

I shook my head with a sigh, "I'm sorry I can't , I have plans already." I informed her and I honestly didn't want to hang around her.

She made things too complicated with her feelings. Which I'm partially to blame, we got drunk and kissed about four years ago. She was my first kiss actually. But I was so hung up on (y/n), that's the only reason I even agreed to drink with her, to drink my feelings away. But she leaned in to kiss me, things got a little heated and we almost.. but I stopped it and left. Things have been weird ever since with her. She had feelings for me that I just couldn't reciprocate. My heart has always belonged to another.

"Aw come on." She stepped towards me and I backed up a little with a sigh, "It's been years and I would love to know how life has been treating you." She smiled up at me.

I once again, shook my head, "I told you, I have plans that are too important. So maybe another time, I'm sorry." I walked past her and opened the door for her to leave.

I heard her give out a defeated sigh before walking past me to leave, "Another time." She placed her hand on my chest and before I could back away, she already removed it and turned down the hallway.

I closed my door and got changed, I tried pushing the events that just happened out of my mind. She had to show up at the worst possible time. I just wished that night never happened, it practically ruined our friendship and she became this person I hardly recognized.

I walked out and decided to check (y/n)'s room first. I had already hoped she finished her treatments. I was told she'd be out around this time. I knocked on her door but got no answer, although I could feel her inside, "(y/n)?" I asked and tried to open the door but it was locked.

"Go away." She spoke sternly through the door.

"What why? I thought you wanted to talk." I responded confused and even a little hurt.

"I already went over to talk to you. You seemed busy." She snapped.

What the hell is she talking about? "What are you talking about? (y/n) I'm never too busy for you, please open the door." I practically begged, but she never responded back to me. After a few more moments of silence, I sighed, "Fine." I turned to leave back to my room, both confused and hurt.

(y/n)'s POV
Now I feel like I'm overreacting out of jealousy. They could easily just be friends, right? He told me he was a virgin, he has no reason to lie about that. I sighed and stood up from the bed, I shouldn't just jump to conclusions, I should just ask him about it. I'm an adult not a teenager, I need to act like it. I walked to my door and unlocked it.

"I missed you my dear." I heard a whispered voice and I froze in place, I turned around slowly. There was no one here. But I know I heard something. Just then my bathroom light flickered on. I glared up at it and from here, I could see no one was in there. I slowly walked over to it while breathing heavily. I got to the bathroom and turned the light off. Then my whole bedrooms light turned off, "Run." I heard another deep whisper like it was right up against my ear. I started to feel a presence behind me, so I took the creepy whispers advice and attempted to run to my door. Key word, attempted. Something had grabbed ahold of my ankle before I reached the door and I fell to the floor with a scream.

"Anakin!" I screamed as I felt myself being dragged. My door was open within seconds and my light turned on, the grip I felt on my ankle was no longer there. I looked up to see Anakin's panicked expression as he ran to my side.

"What happened; why are you on the floor?" He asked in a concerned tone as he lifted me up. I spun around quickly to look behind me.

"There was," I began, there's no way this was a dream. I can't use that excuse, "Something was there, I swear I-I heard and I felt it," I looked back to him with panicked eyes, "It grabbed me." I brought my hands up to my hair, I no doubt looked insane right now.

He looked around the room before looking back to me, "(y/n) there's nothing here." He was right, nothing was even here. What the hell is happening? I felt tears come to my eyes and he immediately pulled me into a hug, "You've been through a lot these past few hours, you just need to rest. You can come lay with me if you want."

I nodded with a few stray tears, "You sure it won't be a crowd?"

He pulled away and gave me a confused look, "What do you mean?"

I shook my head in response, "Nothing, let's go, we can have that talk too." We left my room and I took one last look behind me.

There really was nothing there..

(a/n Hope you enjoyed this chapter🥰 Sorry I made Padme a bitch but I already did the whole rich best friend thing in another book and I wanted to spice things up😁)