TW: Blood, Self-Harm
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(y/n)'s POV
The sound of an aggressive tapping woke me up from my deep sleep, I slowly opened my eyes to be met with a pair of blue ones glaring right back at me, "You two couldn't go one night?" Ahsoka asked with a hint of annoyance in her tone. The sound I heard was her foot impatiently tapping on the floor.

"Of course they couldn't." Cal's voice came from the other side of the room.

I shot up from the bed and smiled when I saw him standing near my bathroom, "How come you didn't tell me you were out of medical bay?" I threw the blanket off of me and pushed passed Ahsoka; pulling my Padawan into a tight embrace.

He chuckled into my ear as he hugged me back, "Did you really think I'd miss today?" He was smiling at me when I released him from my firm hold.

It's a good thing I put my pajamas back on after last night, or this whole morning would have been extremely awkward. Anakin on the other hand, I think the blanket is the only thing saving everyone's eyes.

"I am so happy that you're here," I could already feel the tears forming in my eyes. Today is going to be an extremely emotional day for me.

"I love this moment you're having, I really do. But (y/n), I need you to get in the bathroom while I wake this moron up so I can get him to Obi-Wan." She pulled my attention to her as she gestured to Anakin who was currently dead asleep; drooling on my pillow and lightly snoring, "It's bad luck for him to see you before the wedding, so go," She shooed me away.

"Alright, but don't move the blanket, not unless you want permanent blindness." I informed her and her face twisted into one of disgust.

Cal pushed me gently into the bathroom, "Take a quick shower before we leave," He scrunched his nose, "No offense, but you smell like old sweat." He then smiled sweetly like he didn't just insult me, and closed the door on me.

I did have a long night with Anakin, so it's not surprising that I do smell like sweat.

I turned to face the mirror and smiled blissfully at myself. I was already feeling giddy at the thought of marrying my long-term love. It feels like it was only yesterday where I met that scared little boy in the training room; now look at us.

And once Grievous is found, this war will finally be over and we can go on to have our normal Jedi-free life.

I just know that today is going to be the start of a new beginning.

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"Ow Ahsoka that's my eye." I complained after she just poked me with an eyeliner pencil. We were currently in a back room at a church getting ready. Master Yoda has it completely locked down so no outside people are able to come in, he even found a priest who is willing to keep the secret.

She gave me an apologetic look, "I'm sorry, I barely learned how to do this from a video an hour ago." She revealed sheepishly; I smiled at her efforts, I thought it was sweet that she was trying to do her best for me.

"It's okay," I told her once she grabbed my face again and continued with her work, "I just appreciate that you're doing this for me, I don't have a lot of girl friends."

She smiled through her concentration, "Well you have me, and anytime Skyguy acts a fool, you can come and vent to me about it. I know he can be extremely annoying." She joked with a light laugh.

I joined in her laughter, "He is, but he's lovable. He always has been."

"What would you say is your favorite memory together?" She suddenly asked as she put the pencil down and grabbed a blush compact, "You don't have to tell me, but I figured we could pass the time, and I'm also curious." She began brushing the blush on my cheek gently.

"I don't mind telling you, there's just so many it's hard to pick one." I furrowed my brows in thought, trying to pick just one memory that stands out to me. I have a sea of ones to choose from, we've known each other for so long.

She shrugged, "Well, which one makes you the happiest whenever you think about it?"

I smiled, I knew exactly which one to pick now.

Flashback(Ages: You; 13. Anakin; 15)

"They're going to kill us." I whispered in a panic as Anakin and I hid inside of the storage closet in the temple. He immediately covered my mouth when we heard the sound of footsteps rushing past the door.

As soon as the steps were gone, he uncovered my mouth and held a smile on his own,"But it was worth it don't you think?"

I nodded with a giggle, "Definitely, did you see those younglings faces? I'd pay money to see that again."

Anakin and I may.. or may not have told the younglings a story about how the fountain in the garden is haunted by a youngling slayer. Then I had the bright idea to place dark red dye inside of the water; causing it to turn a blood red while Ani stood inside of it with a cloak covering his identity.

They screamed so loud I'm sure Alderaan heard, those children are going to be scarred for life. But id do it again, it was top tier entertainment.

Our Masters didn't find it very funny though.. it's them that we're currently hiding from.

"At this rate, they're never going to let us become Jedi Knights." Anakin chuckled as he slowly opened the door to check the hallways.

"Do you see anyone?" I asked in a whisper.

He shook his head, but closed the door again, "No, but we should still stay here for awhile." He sat on the floor cross-legged and I joined him by sitting across from him, "I never get tired of causing trouble. And I love having my Princess as my partner in crime."

I giggled as a blush rose to my cheeks, I'm just hoping that the dim lighting in here doesn't show my hidden affection ,"Let's make a pact Ani," I held my pinky out to him, which he happily accepted by wrapping his around mine, "We must promise to always have each other's backs, no matter what the future holds or what kind of trouble we get in; you and I are in it together."

He smiled as he pulled our joint hands to his mouth where he gently kissed my pinky, "Together forever." I took a deep breath since his actions and words caused my breathing to pause momentarily.

I then pulled our joint hands to me and kissed his pinky just as he did mine. His crystal eyes watched me with fondness,"Together forever."

We stared into each other's eyes for what felt like a millennium, but our moment was cut off by the sound of the door opening, "You two are in so much trouble." Obi-Wan scolded us as he stood at the entrance with his arms crossed.

We looked away from him and back to each other with a smile. We weren't afraid of the repercussions anymore, because we knew that no matter what happens, we were in it together.

Flashback ends

Once I finished the story, Ahsoka was giving me an annoyed glare, "What?" I asked confused, by her stare.

"That's a cute story, except for the part where you and Anakin scared the hell out of me when I was six!" She complained and my eyes widened. She was one of the younglings we scared, what are the odds of that?

I burst out laughing, I was laughing so hard I really thought I was about to pee myself. Anakin is going to love this when I tell him.

"It's not funny," Ahsoka stomped her foot on the floor, but I could see her struggling not to smile, "You guys are the worst, I still get scared of that damn fountain."

I stood up from the chair while I composed myself from my laughing fit, "Well now you know it was just Anakin and I being pesky teenagers." I continued chuckling as I walked over to the mirror and my laughter ceased when I eyed her work, "Oh my- Ahsoka I look amazing!" I exclaimed with excitement.

She stood behind me with a proud smile, "I know you do, now let's get you in your dress." She gestured to the champagne colored wedding dress that was hanging on the door.

This is what I have in mind, but as always, picture anything you want 😉

Ahsoka helped me get into the dress and we hardly had any complications, "I still have no idea where he gets these dresses from." I told her once she finished adjusting the cleavage area so it didn't look like I had one giant boob.

She snapped her eyes up to me with a smile, "He makes them."

My eyes widened in shock, "That's a joke, there's no way he has time to make all these dresses for me."

She shrugged as she backed away to eye my entire look, "He makes time for anything when it comes to you." She spoke while she looked me over, then a proud grin spread across her features, "You look absolutely perfect."

I turned to see it for myself and I took a deep breath when I saw how beautiful I looked, but now my anxiety was finally kicking in, "Oh god what if he says no."

"Don't be dumb," Ahsoka popped up from next to me with a scowl, "You and I both know, he will never say no to you. He loves you more than he loves himself, and that really says something."

I nodded with a laugh, knowing she was right, "Go tell them I'm ready."

"I'm so excited!" She hugged me quickly so she didn't crumple the dress, before rushing out of the room and closing the door behind her.

I looked at myself one last time before turning to the same door that she just left through, until I was stopped by a voice, "So beautiful."

I furrowed my brows as I looked around the room, I was worried for a second that it was the voice again. I haven't heard it since Ryloth, but this voice didn't sound like it was in my head, "Hello?" I asked, but I got no response. I quickly went to the door and tried for the handle, but it wouldn't budge, "What the fuck." I was about to use the force to open it, thinking Ahsoka accidentally locked me in.

But I paused when I felt a whisk of warm air blowing across the back of my neck, "I wish I could be here." My eyes widened when I heard it again.

I slowly turned around, expecting to see someone in here, but I was still met with nothing. I leisurely stepped deeper into the room again and shifted my gaze all around, although I'm not actually sure what I was looking for.

Then I caught my reflection in the mirror and paused when I saw that I wasn't alone. My eyes watered at the figure that stood behind me. I turned around quickly to see that no one was there, but when I looked back to the mirror, her figure was still there, "Shmi?" I asked in shock and confusion.

She smiled at me, "I wish I could see my beautiful boy get married," I was about to smile back until she spoke her next words, "But it's because of your failure that I can't."

My heart dropped as I backed away from the mirror, "What?" This can't be her, she wouldn't say something like this to me. Is this in my head again?

"You failed," She growled as her eyes darkened, "You don't deserve my son, you're nothing but a murderer."

As soon as she finished speaking, the headache I hadn't gotten in so long was slowly returning, "No, you're wrong. I'm a good person, I'm a good person with a beautiful soul." I repeated the words that Anakin told me as I gripped my head and rubbed my temples to help ease the pain.

I tried rushing to the door, but tripped on the fabric of my long-length dress, "He deserves better than you."

I grunted as I landed on the floor, "Go away, I don't know what you want from me, but please go away." I begged as I tried getting back up.

"You're disgusting," Shmi continued to speak over my voice, "You murdered the sand people, you murdered Dooku, and you let Shaak Ti rot in a cell because of how selfish you are."

Her words were stabbed through me and I began to sob as I pulled my knees to my chest, "Stop, please." I cried while I held my hands to my ears, hoping to tune her out, but I could still here her mumbling taunts, "Get out of my head!"

"Anakin would be better off without you, everyone would be better off without you!" She shouted so loud that my ears began to ring.

"I said go away!" I screamed; causing the mirror in front of me to completely shatter. I used my hands to cover my face as I felt the shards fall around me, some even falling into my hair.

I heard the sound of the door-knob jiggling, "(y/n) what was that; is everything okay?" Ahsoka's muffled voice came through the door, "Why is the door locked?" She continued to try and open it, but it wasn't budging.

I wanted to speak to her, but my whole body was shaking with anxiety, I was having a hard time even breathing.

I looked around me to the glass that was now covering the floor, as well as small crystal-like fragments that were covering my dress, "What is happening?" I whispered in a shaky voice.

Do it.

"Do what?" I asked the voice in a low whisper, tears were pouring from my eyes as I tried to control my breathing.

"I don't know, she hasn't said anything to me and it won't open," Ahsoka was the next to speak and my eyes drifted slowly towards the door to see multiple pairs of feet underneath, "Not even with the force."

Then there was pounding, "Princess it's me, are you okay?"

"Anakin," I slowly began to try and crawl over to the door, but the shards on the floor cut my hands and I hissed in pain.

Do it.
It's you or him.

I shook my head; confused, "I don't understand."

A large, sharp piece of broken glass floated in front of me, before landing gently on my lap. I glanced down at it to see my own broken reflection.

You die, or he dies.

I sobbed harder, knowing exactly what is expected of me. I ignored the sudden aggressive pounding on the door, "Please don't make me do this, I just want to be happy." I looked down at the glass in my lap; the tears streaming down my cheeks were landing on it.

You're a murderer.
You're selfish.
You're not good enough for him.
Do everyone a favor.

A thousand whispers in my head brought out a thousand tears.

You or him.

I slowly reached down and grabbed the glass; tightening it in my grip.

It's me or him.

Anakin's POV
One last hard kick from Obi-Wan and I at once, was finally enough to break the door down.

I immediately rushed to her as she sat in fetal position, clutching her arms to her chest, "Baby what's wr-" I stopped speaking when I saw the shattered glass around her, as well as blood seeping onto the floor. I felt dread go through my body as I pulled her arms away from her chest and eyed the new injuries, "No Princess, what did you do?" I asked in a panic while I instantly began to cry at the sight.

Why would she do this? What did I do wrong? I thought we were happy, I thought she wanted to marry me?

I picked her up and held her close me to me as I used (y/n)'s shirt that Ahsoka handed to me to put pressure on her wrists, "Master?" Cal's voice cracked as he sat down next to me and looked at her appearance in horror.

Her breathing was slowing and her eyes were barely open, "Get Master Yoda now!" I yelled to the clones who were watching with watered eyes. A few of them nodded and rushed away, I turned my gaze back to my girl, my heart was completely shattered, "Why would you do this baby; why?"

"I had to." She whispered before she fell unconscious. I continued rocking her back and forth as I held pressure to her wrists and sobbed uncontrollably while Cal and Ahsoka both rubbed my back for comfort.

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You didn't think Palp was going to let you get married did you?
And before you ask; no he doesn't want her dead. He has a very specific reason for making her do that, which you will find out later.
Also, did I give you a wedding dress only to rip away your hope of a wedding? Yes.
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I'm breaking my own heart at this point omg I'm sad right now. My babies really deserved a wedding 😭 but I have a plan.. so believe in me! ♥️
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