(Song for this chapter: Hold On by chord overstreet Slowed version for (y/n)'s pov's)

(y/n)'s POV
I don't know how long it's been since I've been here but it had to have been days.

I was able to fix a few things on the pod so I had heat so I wouldn't start to freeze, but that was it. I couldn't go anywhere, I was stuck here.

I lied on the floor curled up in fetal position hugging myself to keep me from falling apart, My eyes burned from crying uncontrollably. I wasn't anymore, but not because I didn't want to but only because I don't think there were anymore tears left in me.

I was starving, I was dehydrated, and I'm pretty sure I was dying. My body was weak from the lack of nutrients. But I didn't care, the pain I felt from starvation was like a scrape on the knee in comparison to the pain I felt in my heart. The love on my life was gone and not only him, but Obi-Wan, my mentor and my father figure. Both of them ripped away from me.

The only way I'd escape the pain was when I would finally fall asleep from exhaustion and I would dream of holding him. But every time I woke up it's like he was taken from me all over again.

I wasn't laying here in hopes of a rescue. No, I was laying here waiting to die. I welcomed it, as long as I got to see him again.

Over and over I hummed the song in my head that he used to hum to me when I had trouble sleeping. How much I would give to hear him sing it to me one more time. How much I would give to hear his voice, see his smile, and feel his heart beat against my cheek as a fell asleep in his arms.

A heart breaking whimper escaped my mouth, but still no more tears. How could I continue life without him? The answer was that I couldn't.

I think I had fallen asleep again, I'm not sure, time seemed to be moving weirdly for me. I was disoriented and weak. But I felt a thud against the pod causing me to finally open my eyes. I could see a light blaring at me through the pod window.

Somebody found me. The thought made me want to cry and not of happiness. But because it wasn't him coming to rescue me, he'd never come for me again.

The next few events went by in a blur, I felt the ship moving towards another, I saw lights moving quickly past me, I heard voices I couldn't recognize, and I felt a mask being placed over my face and I drifted off  to another dream of Anakin holding me.

Anakins POV
"I can't believe you made me look like this." Obi-Wan complained as he gestured toward his transformation, he was changed into a Neimoidian.(Viceroy Gunrays race.)

"Well it was you or me and I prefer not to look like that." I pointed my finger up and down at him and he rolled his eyes. I on the other hand didn't need to go through a transformation. I was dressed in the same type of outfit as Jango Fett. Everyone would assume I was his personal bounty hunter or bodyguard. As long as I kept my helmet on and voice changed, everything would be fine. It also seemed normal since Obi-Wan took on the form of someone high up on the chain. Someone as important as him would definitely need a bodyguard.

"Of course you're the one who gets to stay normal." He grunted in a pout. I couldn't take him seriously in that form, he looked like a grumpy frog and I had to hold in my laughter. His eyes narrowed at my reaction, "Don't you dare laugh."

"I'm sorry Obi-Wan but you already know that paper beats rock." I shrugged with a smirk.

"That's an idiotic game, the rock could easily rip the paper." He mumbled as we walked the halls of a separatist safe house located on Ryloth.

"Not how the game works Master." I chuckled.

He rolled his eyes, "Whatever, were never playing that stupid game to make decisions ever again."

I let out a little laugh at his annoyance but my mind was taken over once again by my wife. "Do you think (y/n) is okay?" I asked him which I'm sure he's annoyed at already. I ask that same question every hour, it was hard not to. She was constantly on my mind and I was too far away from her to feel her.

He sighed, "For the millionth time Anakin, I don't know. I know as much as you but she's a strong girl, she'll be okay until we get back. Besides she has Padme and Satine to watch over her."

"You're right." I sighed sadly I missed her so much and I wasn't sure how long we were going to be here. Could be weeks, could be months. It all depended on the answers we got.

"Come on let's go, we're meeting some of the leaders today, hopefully something will be revealed." We turned the corner of a hallway and into a conference room filled with separatists.

Including General Grievous.

(y/n)'s POV
I opened my eyes as best as I could but the light on the ceiling was blinding me. I turned my head to the side to see Padme sitting in a chair next to me, her eyes swollen. She looked at me with an expression filled with relief when she saw me awake, "Oh (y/n) thank the force." She placed her hand on my head and stroked me gently, "They weren't sure you were gonna wake up."

I looked around the room and recognized it to be the Coruscant medical ward. There was a tube on my mouth and I gripped it with the intention of ripping it out. It was causing me to feel uncomfortable.

Her hand flew up and grabbed mine, "Don't, you have a feeding tube down your throat," I moved my hand away and brought it to my side and I moved my gaze to hers, "You've been in a coma for a week." She informed me and my eyes widened, Anakin must be losing his mind if I've been out this long.

Oh, no he couldn't, he was gone. For one peaceful moment I forgot he and Obi-Wan were dead.

The sudden heart ache came rushing back only this time it hit me like a speeder. Like all the pain and sorrow I didn't feel for the week that I was out was hitting me all at once. The machine hooked up to me started to beep uncontrollably as I had my breakdown.

Padme tried calming me down but I sat up and pulled the tube out of my mouth, causing me to gag as I threw it to the floor, tears streaming down my face. A chair flew across the room and lights began to flicker. I was grieving and my emotions were erratic. I didn't know how to stop, I didn't know how to control them.

My best friend looked frantic as she tried holding me down but I was thrashing trying to get out of her grip. Suddenly nurses and Master Fisto came to the room and held me down. I screamed for them to let me go.

I felt a needle in my arm and I was being taken over by the medication which had to have been a narcotic. My body started to go limp and my eyes heavy. The last face I saw was Padmé's, she was stroking my cheek and telling me that everything would be alright.

Anakins POV
"It's not like we have nothing." Obi-Wan shrugged as I took off the armor once we were inside a secure room.

"We have a name neither of us have ever heard before." I rolled my eyes. "I don't know a single Senator with that name." I complained tossing the helmet on the bed. "I get the bed tonight." I walked over to it and sat down.

"But now we know the name of the person who is leading the Separatist army. This is a huge deal." He responded enthusiastically as he grabbed a pillow from the bed and walked over to the long couch at the end of the room.

"But it's not what we need to go home." I sighed and leaned ack on the bed so I was looking up at the ceiling.

"It's only been almost two weeks Anakin. Be patient, we will find answers." I heard the annoying voice of a Neimoidian instead of Obi-Wans. I know it's him in there and I never thought I'd be saying this but I was actually starting to miss his regular annoying voice.

"I hope you're right." I closed my eyes and I pictured the face of my wife, brushing her hair behind her ear as she smiled up at me with her beautiful (y/e/c) eyes. This all better be worth it.

(y/n)'s POV
I woke again, this time with no tube down my throat. "Hey (y/n)." I felt a hand squeeze mine and I weakly turned to my left to meet the eyes of my best friend. I was awake but the drugs still had an effect on me. I gently lifted my finger and rubbed her hand so she knew I understood that she was here and she smiled when I did, her smile then dropped as quickly as it came. "I'm so sorry." She didn't say what she was sorry for but I already knew.

Anakin. I felt my eyes water and tears started streaming down my face.

"No no it's okay, it'll be okay." She wiped the tears away from my eyes. I wanted to speak to her but I couldn't, no words could describe what I was feeling.

"Awake is she?" I heard the familiar voice of Master Yoda enter the room followed by the sound of his cane hitting the floor.

"Yes but they gave her something strong so she's a little out of it." Padme turned her attention from me and looked to him.

I felt him come up to the right of me and I slowly turned my head to meet his eyes, eyes filled with sadness, "Deeply sorry I am."

Is he really? It was him who sent you there.

He couldn't have known.

It was all his fault, all the councils fault.

No, it was Grievous's fault.

General Grievous, the name made me want to boil with anger. If I had the strength to I would be out there right now looking for him. I wanted to kill him for what he took away from.

"Master Yoda how long was she stuck in the pod for?" Padme pulled me out of my thoughts and I continued to look at him waiting for this answer.

"Three days." He responded looking at her and then back to me.

Three days? If I was being honest, I expected it to be more. Time felt like it was moving so slowly there. It seemed unreal, to spend three days in the same spot feeling broken and screaming till I felt like my lungs were gonna explode. Maybe that's why I felt my throat sore, I've never screamed so much in my life. Not even when I'd be tortured by Dooku. Thinking back now, I'd rather go through that than this. At least that was bearable.

"If it's okay with you Master Yoda, I want her to stay with me until she fully recovers. I don't think she should be alone right now or in here," she gestured to the whole room, "I can't think of a place she hates more than the temples medical ward." I love her. The idea of being with her instead of alone in my room or Anakins brought a speck of happiness to my heart.

"Agree with you I do," he nodded to her then he eyes came to mine, "postponed the funeral will be, til you can come."

The funeral.. could I handle it without breaking apart? Most likely not.

I still didn't speak, I didn't feel like I could.

A few more tears came down my eyes and Master Yoda let out a sigh before patting me on the hand and exiting the room.

Reys POV
I watched (y/n) from the hallway. I couldn't go inside the room, I tried. But of course Padme pushed me out without much of an explanation. I had my theories, all involving Skywalker of course.

Speaking of, he was dead and I wasn't as happy as I felt I should be. And that's because it messes with my plans. Now that Sidious has lost his little pet, he's gonna come after mine.

I've spoken to him already about this once he was done throwing things around the room from frustration. Everything was falling apart for him but now he was looking at her, like she was his last hope. He was already coming up with a plan to get to her and I needed to make sure she has no loyalty towards him. She already hardly knows him and trusts me so there's that. But I needed to change up a few things and I knew exactly where to start.

(a/n Please comment I love hearing all your thoughts on where the story is going. And vote! I love you all!! I have over 4K reads which may not seem like a lot to some but for me I appreciate everything I get and it makes me soo happy 😭! I never thought that when I started this book that I would make it this far but I've been having so much fun writing this for those of you who love love it. Thank you♥️♥️)

-Also I don't plan to do a lot of POVs from Anakin and Obi-Wan on their mission. This part in the story needs to focus on (y/n) more. Hope you enjoy what's to come (: