Obi-wan jerked awake as someone climbed into his bed, surprised at the sudden presence that just appeared. It was the middle of the night and he wasn't expecting anyone to just climb into his bed like nothing.

[warmth, bright, love, trust]

He struggled to sort through the emotions that were entering his mind, they definitely weren't his. Obi-wan hasn't felt emotions be portrayed like that since Anakin was barely learning how to put up his shields. he reached out with the force, immediately recognizing that it was the supernova himself that was climbing into his bed.

"Anakin?" he didn't push away Anakin as he sleepily curled next to Obi-wan, tiredly placing his head over Obi-wans heart. Anakin hugged Obi-wan tighter than usual, even going as far as to tangle their legs together. Obi-wan was slightly uncomfortable with the action, because Anakin had never been this willing to cuddle. Sure, they would sleep in the same bed every once in a while, but there was always that fine line and he had just crossed it to the point where it was getting a little bit weird. Obi-wan hesitantly reached out for Anakin through their bond, carefully putting his shields up so he wouldn't be overwhelmed by Anakin's emotions again.

There was a sense of contentedness, happiness, love and trust that was running through his padawans mind. A smile graced his lips as he realized that Anakin wasn't really awake at the moment, that his student was in the middle of a sleepwalking session. That would explain why he was acting like this at the moment, because the current Anakin is far too shy and reserved for him to do something so bold.

Love and joy bloomed in his chest as he realized that even with amnesia, Anakin still trusted and loved him with all of his heart. He even left the med bay and walked across the ship to just be with him. Obi-wan sighed and let himself relax again, getting ready to go back to sleep as he ran his hand through Anakin's curls. He felt more feelings of love and happiness from Anakin, his emotions no longer coming on so strongly. Anakin nuzzled into Obi-wan, a sigh escaping his lips as Anakin slightly loosened his grip on Obi-wan. With a content sigh of his own, Obi-wan let himself fall back asleep.

"How. Many. Times. Do. I. Have. To. Tell. You!?" Obi-wan held in his grunts of pain as someone hit his back between every word. Each hit sending terrible shocks of pain throughout his body, he could have sworn he could even feel it in his fingertips. Someone grabbed his long, dirty hair and forced his head back, making him look into the yellowed eyes of Chancellor Palpatine. The older man had pulled his hair far too hard, making sure that he had grabbed the sensitive hairs of his nape.

"I am your master! Bow to me!" spit landed on Obi-wans face as the chancellor wrung his head back and forth, making Obi-wans neck ache. Obi-wan stared back into the Palpatine's eyes as anger and spite welled up in him.

A fat glob of bloody saliva landed on the Chancellors face. He didn't even realize that he was the one who spit it out, but he did not feel a single ounce of regret as he hissed out his next words.

"You will NEVER be my master!" the chancellors lips lifted up in a snarl before painfully twisting his hair, using the leverage to make Obi-wans temple smack against the nearby wall. Just like that, Obi-wan felt his thinking become clouded, the logical side of him distantly telling him that he most likely just got a concussion.

Obi-wan wasn't able to hold in the cry of pain when he felt something hit his back again. For reasons he didn't exactly understand, he started to mentally curse himself, degrading himself for such a stupid mistake.

A sigh of relief escaped Obi-wans lips when he felt something bright and warm wrap around his head, the pain ebbing away. It felt like someone was lovingly cradling his head to their chest, running their hands through his curls while whispering reassurances and praises to him. Even though his eyes were wide open, staring down at the cement floor that had a growing puddle of his blood, he knew that no one was there, cradling his head as he was punished. He would have sworn someone was doing just that.

Even though he couldn't hear the words, he could feel them, if that makes sense. He could hear someone saying that he was so strong for refusing to give in, and that they were so proud of him. Encouraging him to just wait a little it longer and that it would all be over soon.

Obi-wan couldn't help but latch onto the words and the odd someone. It was his only light, it was the only thing that was keeping him going at the moment, it almost felt like he had no choice if he wanted to leave that cell with his sanity.

He felt an apology when he was forced back to reality. His thoughts becoming cloudy again as the chancellor appeared in front of him.

"Bow to me!" Obi-wans tongue felt thick in his mouth, like it was a lump of cotton instead.

"N-no." instead of the rage he was expecting, the chancellor clicked his tongue and let Obi-wans hair fall from his grasp.

Obi-wans heart lept into his throat when something covered his eyes, anxiety and fear quickly overtaking him, it felt like someone was constricting his throat. The sound of electricity made him flinch away from the sound.

"No!" Obi-wan tried his best to scramble away from the sound, but the chains that were keeping him chained to the wall kept him there. The chancellor forced his head up, placing something cold and metallic around his temples.

"This!" the chancellor hissed as the contraption was tighten around his temples, to the point where it was starting to cause pain," is what happens when you anger me!"

"NO!" Obi-wan woke up when he heard Anakin's shout, the terrified scream echoing throughout the small room. The smell of bile reached his nose as he sat up, Anakin nearly falling off the bed as he emptied his stomach over the ledge. Obi-wan struggled to work through Anakin's feelings of absolute fear and dread as he gathered Anakin's in his arms, trying his best to calm the younger man.

"Shh Anakin, it's okay, it's okay." He pressed Anakin's face into the crook of his neck as he rocked them back and forth. Anakin latched onto Obi-wan, hugging Obi-wan tightly, gripping the older man's tunics as he sobbed.

"I-im so-sorry!" Obi-wan could feel the tears against his neck as his student sobbed, the way his chest would spasm when he tried to take in a single, steady breath.

"It's okay Anakin," he ran his hands through Anakin's sweaty hair, pushing strong, reassurances through their bond. Trying his best to replicate the way the force wrapped around his head in his dream. He had long since realized that it wasn't a dream, but one of Anakin's memories, and he was barely able to keep the anger from welling up in him.

The sound of his door opening made him look up.

"Master," Ahsoka quietly walked into the room, making sure that she avoided the puddle as she walked over to them. Anakin was still crying quietly against Obi-wans neck, something that made Ahsoka highly uncomfortable, since her master was never one to show weakness. Obi-wan understood, as he was one of the few people who have ever seen Anakin cry," I got Kix, he's right outside." Obi-wan nodded his head, still rocking the two of them back and forth.

"Send him in." Ahsoka turned and let in Kix, who was quick in assessing Anakin and his state. He could tell that Kix was just as off put by Anakin's tears as Ahsoka was. But he could tell that he wanted to help just as much as Ahsoka did.

"He had a panic attack; do you want me to sedate him?"

"That would be greatly appreciated." Kix hummed in agreement before taking out the sedative, injecting it into his students' neck. Anakin's breath hitched as it was being injected, but after a few seconds, Anakin finally relaxed, his breathing finally calming down. They all stood in silence as they waited for Anakin to fall back sleep, Ahsoka cleaning up the mess Anakin had made in the meantime.

Kix checked on Anakin again, who still had his face pressed into Obi-wans neck, "Sir, it would be best if he was in the med bay for observation."

"Ok," Obi-wan felt exhausted from the enter ordeal, but he didn't hesitate in simply picking up Anakin, ready to take Anakin to the med bay himself. Anakin still had his head tucked into Obi-wans neck, his arms still tightly wrapped around his teacher's torso.

Anakin's long legs hung over Obi-wans arms, it was obvious that Anakin was far too big for him to be carried in such a way, but at the same time, he never looked smaller.

"Sir, we could take him on a stretcher." Kix and Ahsoka were a little bit frazzled by the way Obi-wan picked up Anakin. Obi-wan sighed at their suggestion before walking out of the room, taking care that he didn't hit Anakin on the doorway on the way out.

"Its fine."

"Are you sure sir?" Obi-wan didn't stop as he walked down the hall, he only gave them a glance that practically told them ask again and see what happens.

"Yes." Anakin's memory was still fresh in Obi-wans mind, he could still the fear Anakin felt when his eyes were covered, the fear when the mechanism was being strapped around his head. Obi-wan tightened his hold around his student, trying to remind himself that Anakin was safe now and that he would never have to go through something like that again. A scowl appeared on his face.

He would be damned if he let Anakin be taken from him again.