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Anakin's POV
I stood in an unknown place, completely surrounded by darkness. Below me was water, rising up until it reached my knees, and it was cold; freezing cold. Making me shiver as I began strutting through the dark liquid, where nothing underneath was visible to me.

I was aware that I was dreaming. But it was a dream unlike any other, I've never been this alone before, and I've never been in this place before. I spun around in circles, trying to figure out where to go, and trying to understand the purpose of this dream.

Usually all my dreams have some type of meaning. Wether it's my guilt over failing (y/n), my pain over losing her, and even the guilt I felt over failing the order. I was supposed to be their chosen one, to create a balance, and bring peace. But it was my failure that brought death and destruction, and my selfishness that brought an end to thousands of lives; hell maybe even millions, she's been a busy woman.

"Ani!" I heard my name being called in a voice that I've been so desperate to hear for over a year,

"(y/n)?" I looked around quickly; trying to find out where her voice came from.

Then I heard her scream, along with a loud splash, "Anakin help me!"

The splash came from behind me, and I turned around quickly; noticing the water moving in small waves while hands in the distance could be seen coming out of the water. I noticed a shiny object on one of the fingers, instantly recognizing it as (y/n)'s engagement ring.

"Princess!" I ran through the water in her direction. Until the ground below me disappeared, like the ocean floor once you reach the open waters. I fell into the deep trench like opening, and struggled to keep myself above the water. Till I realized that I wasn't 'drowning', in fact, I could breathe. I touched my face, noticing an aqua breather resting on my mouth; like it had always been there.

I kept my eyes open as best as I could, and I could see (y/n)'s figure in the distance; struggling to stay above water.

I quickly swam over to her; listening to the sound of her panicked screams as she tried so hard to keep herself from drowning in the dark water, "I don't want to go!" She cried in desperation, and even though I knew it wasn't real, it broke my heart to hear her this way.

I finally reached her, and I grabbed ahold of her, keeping her floating above the water, our wet faces faces so close, "I got you baby, I'm right here." I held onto her as tight as I could, my drenched hair was clinging to my face, as was hers.

Her (y/e/c) eyes stared into mine, and they held deep fear while her entire body was shivering, "Don't let me drown." She begged, clinging to me like her life depended on it.

"I won't," I hugged her while small waves of water crashed into us, and I had to spit out the bitter liquid.

But suddenly, the waves calmed down. The water fell silent, and it completely stopped moving.

And so did she.

Her grip on me loosened, "But you already did." She whispered in a low whimper, then as quick as I had her; I felt her being tugged away from my grip, and she screamed once more as she disappeared into the darkness below. Her eyes becoming more and more yellow the deeper she went, until she was completely gone in a matter of seconds.

"No!" I shouted in agony; waking myself up from the nightmare. I was breathing heavily as tears blurred my vision. I immediately knew what it all meant; guilt.. the nightmare represented my guilt for letting her slip through my fingers. She drowned in the darkness because I wasn't there to hold her up when she needed me the most.

My head hung low, and I slowly lifted it up, taking in my surroundings. I had no idea where I was, but I was chained up to a metal wall like as a prisoner. The room was decently lit, and it held a bed, a dresser, and some large contraption that I've never seen before in a far corner. It looked like any normal bedroom that would be found on a space station.

"Good, you're awake." I heard that inhuman voice again, and I turned my head slowly towards a doorway. There she was; leaning against the wall with her arms crossed, glaring at me with eyes full of hate, "Interesting dream I presume?"

"Where am I?" I asked; ignoring her question.

"My station," She uncrossed her arms, and slowly walked towards me, "In my quarters." She stopped once she stood right in front of me.

I huffed, "You have chains on the walls in your quarters?" I asked; pulling against the force restraints. Do I even want to know why she has these?

"Not usually," She shrugged, "But I had them installed, just for you." She poked my chest harshly with her index finger.

"Why not just put me where you would put your others, why am I here?"

"I have my reasons," She stepped towards her dresser and opened the top drawer, pulling out a small knife, "So long, we were together," She closed the drawer with her knee while her amber eyes admired the blade in her hand, "All those wonderful long nights, and we never once tried knife play." Her eyes left the blade, and they shifted to meet mine.

I swallowed nervously, knowing exactly what she was planning to do, "(y/n) please don't-"

"That name no longer has any meaning for me," She cut me off with a venomous growl. She stepped back towards me, and laid the cold metal against my cheek, "You left me for dead after all that I did for you, and now I'm going to make you wish that you were." She turned the blade so the sharp edge dug into me skin, and she slowly dragged it down my cheek; drawing blood.

I scrunched my face in pain and suppressed a shout, it hurt like hell, but it wasn't unbearable. Finally she stopped as she slid it down my jaw, and I let out a breath I had been holding. Then I spoke the words that were circling my mind, "What do you mean I left you for dead?" I asked in confusion, "I would never do that, I love you (y/n)."

"Shut up!" She shouted in anger. And even through her mask, I could hear the deep pain of betrayal in her voice, "You really think I'm going to believe your manipulative lies Anakin?" She placed the knife on my shirt and began cutting at the fabric, until my whole chest was bare.

I shook my head, "I'm not lying; I do love you, and I would never leave-ah!" I cried when I felt the sting of her sharp blade dragging along my torso. Sidious has his claws in her so deep, and he really did his best to shatter her image of me as much as he could. Maybe Obi-Wan was right, maybe this really is just a suicide mission.

"Love," She snorted; placing the knife on her dresser next to me. The relief from the pain was welcomed, and I took a few deep breathes to catch up on the oxygen I lost during my shouts, "You never loved me." She placed her hands on her mask, and I watched as she began to remove it. My heart sank into my chest when her full face came into view. My Princess, "I was stupid to believe that you even did," She spoke in her normal voice, although it sounded sick, and raspy due to her injured lungs, "Because would a man who loves a woman, do this to her?" She pointed to the scar on her face, "Or this." She threw her mask to the floor near my feet, "No, he wouldn't." She looked from the mask and into my eyes; hers were watering.

The fact that she's showing emotions proves that she still cares, that my girl Is still there, "I have no excuse for the scar, and I'm so sorry if I could take that whole day back I would," I apologized sincerely, "But, the lungs, I didn't do that, and I didn't leave you there. I was trying to take you with me, but Sidious took you from me."

She furrowed her brows, now that she finally took the time to listen to my side, "What do you-" She was cut off by a knock on the door, and she quickly shot her hand out so the mask was now back in her grasp. She placed it over her face, and glared back at me, "We're not done." That twisted voice returned, and she turned away from me; walking towards the door.

She waved the door open and a clone trooper stood in the doorway looking terrified, "Sorry to disturb you Lady Lilith, but the Emperor is on a transmission call; he's asking for you."

She sighed heavily at the inconvenience, "Don't let anyone in this room unless you want your spinal cord removed." She threatened him as she stepped out of the doorway, and turned towards the right; completely leaving my view.

After a few moments of tugging against the restraints to see if I had any way of loosening them, I quickly gave up, and dropped my head down with a sigh.

Then I snapped my head up when the door opened, but it wasn't who I expected, "Ouch those cuts look like they hurt." Cal chuckled, strutting into the room with his arms behind his back.

"Lord Sin, Lady Lilith said she doesn't want anyone in-"

Cal ignited his lightsaber and quickly waved it behind him, decapitating the poor, unsuspecting clone, "I don't count." He uttered; retracting the blade and placing it back onto his belt.

I watched as the clones headless body fell to the floor, while his head rolled away from him, "He didn't deserve that." I growled.

Cal shrugged; stepping closer to me, "I don't really care."

"What do you want; why are you even here?" I questioned, eyeing him suspiciously. I was slightly nervous that he was coming here with his own torture tactics; if that's something his master would even allow. She seemed keen on being the only person to lay their hands on me. But Cal has always been special, so really, I wouldn't be surprised.

He shook his head, glancing down to the floor as he hit his lip in thought. Then he sighed before looking up at me, a calmer look in his eyes, "Was she hurt in the crash?"

I was confused for a moment, until my brain finally comprehended who he was asking about. I was told that Ahsoka was fine, but I wanted a reaction from him; I wanted to pull out the real Cal, the one who deeply cares for my Padawan, "I think so." I nodded, "But I'm not sure of the extent."

He nodded as he pressed his lips together in the line; avoiding eye contact with me, "Alright that's all I wanted to ask." He turned to leave the room, but I quickly stopped him.

"I know you still love her.. Cal," My words caused him to pause, but he didn't turn around, "And she still loves you. Both of us want you and (y/n) back, more than anything, we love you both so much. Sidious is nothing but a liar and he's been manipulating you from the beginning; please Cal you have to listen to me." I pleaded for him to believe me. If anyone could reach (y/n), it's him, "I never abandoned (y/n) on Mustafar."

He placed his hand on the doorway and breathed a heavy sigh while dropping his head down, "I know."

I froze in surprise, "You-what?" If he knows then why hasn't he-

"You were a slave on Tatooine, yes?" He asked rhetorically, keeping his back to me, "What did your master do to keep you in line; to keep you from running?" He turned his head, and his emerald eyes met my gaze.

My mind immediately went to the explosive device that is still currently in my head, "I was threatened with death."

"Its the same concept, either obey or die. There is no running and joining you in a fight. We may not have real chips, but death is what will be waiting for us if we try to rebel; instant death. So I'm sorry I haven't told her the truth, but I've seen the things he's done to her, and he'll have no issue killing her if he feels the need to." He sounded genuinely sad as he turned back to face the doorway; preparing to leave the room.

"She deserves to know Cal. She deserves to know that it wasn't for nothing; that I never left her." I called out to him, "We can protect you both from him, I can make sure he will never hurt either of you again." Even if I die in the process, I will do anything to free them from his clutches, "I promise I'll keep her safe."

He snorted, "Yeah because you did so well the first right?" He finally left, closing the door behind him.

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Lilith's POV
I knelt down to my knee, as my master's holographic image appeared in front of me, "Ah daughter, any news on the search for Skywalker?"

I swallowed nervously, and slowly looked up to meet his gaze, "No master, but Cal is close."

He eyed me for a moment, before nodding, "Good, you know what to do the second you have Skywalker in your possession, correct?"

I nodded. How could I forget? He burned it into my mind almost literally, "Yes, bring him to you."

His wrinkly lips tugged into a devious smile, "We wouldn't want him trying to fill your head with deceitful lies now would we my dear?"

I shook my head, looking back down to the floor; away from him, "No master, don't worry; I know better than to believe any lies that may come out of his mouth."

He cackled disgustingly; making me cringe at the sound, "Because you're much smarter than (y/n) ever was Lilith, much smarter. She was nothing but a fool."

"I agree." I responded shortly. That's how most of our conversations were, I merely listened and gave him the responses I know he wants to hear.

"I must go, Tarkin will be arriving upon the Death Star in a few hours, make sure you greet him."

Fuck.

"Of course master," I spoke through gritted teeth, before standing up just in time to see his hologram disappear. 

I groaned in annoyance; opening the door to quarters, to see Anakin still hanging in the same spot I left him in. I brought him here instead of the actual interrogation rooms, because I didn't want anyone knowing he was here. The Emperor has eyes and ears everywhere, and he's going to want to kill him immediately.

But I didn't want that, I wasn't ready for that..

I glanced down to the floor; noticing a dead clone, "Cal was here." My old love responded to my thoughts before I could even say them out loud.

I nodded with a hum, "Makes sense." I stepped over the body, and made my way back over to Anakin; grabbing the knife on my way, "Okay, where were we-" I paused when I noticed something I failed to notice earlier. I dropped the knife from my grasp, and it landed on the floor with a clang. 

I got closer, and slowly reached my hand out to the object around his neck, "I never take it off." He informed me in a soft voice, and I lightly trailed my fingertips on the sparkling ring; my ring.

I chuckled as I reached forward and took the box. I opened it reveal the most beautiful ring I had ever seen. I gasped and looked up to him with wide eyes.

He held the same warm smile, "I know you said you didn't need one, but I felt like you deserved one." He reached forward and pulled the ring from the box, "May I?" He asked as he held his other hand out for my left hand.

I nodded as a few stray tears escaped my eyes, he placed the ring on my finger gently. I instantly held it up so it could shine in the light, "Ani this must have cost a fortune." I loved it so much, but I didn't want him to go broke because of me.

He shook his head as he grabbed my hand and placed a kiss on my fingers, "Don't you worry about that, it looks perfect on you." He smiled as he moved my hand side to side, most likely watching it sparkle just as I was.

"I love it, thank you." I leaned forward and pulled him into a hug, "You're the love of my life, I don't know what I would do without you." I sighed as I hugged him tighter.

He chuckled as he hugged me back, "You're the love of my life too Princess, I can't wait for you to be my wife."

I finally pulled away so I could gaze into his eyes with a smile and I immediately pulled him into a kiss.

This was a perfect moment.

One I'll remember even in my darkest days.

"Princess come back, I know you're still there." Anakin whispered; pulling me away from the memory.

How convenient that he's wearing it when he purposely surrendered himself to you.

It's just a lie; A manipulative tactic.

The back of my hand was currently resting on his chest, while the ring and chain sat in my palm, "No." I mumbled, dropping the ring back down onto his chest, while I stepped away from him, "I will not fall for your deceit."

I used the force to bring the knife back into my hand, and I quickly sliced across his chest making him scream. The sound of his pain made me feel like I was slicing my own heart.

And I guess in a way, I was.

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Im a little eh about this one buttt, I hope you like it anyway ♥️🥰
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