Sorry about the repost—I am still not competent with posting and uploaded the wrong one!

Timeframe: ROTS AU
Rating: M/Strong R in parts, for sexual content and language
Warnings: Slash
Summary: What will happen between the Kenobi/Skywalker team when Anakin suddenly finds himself single?
Disclaimer: The characters belong to Lucas.

A/N: Thanks to domntrxskywlkr for the Padmé/Bail idea, and for a certain line in this chapter, inspired by her vignette, To Silence Her Lying Mouth. Thanks for looking it over too, domntrx!

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A Single Name

"Love is the silent saying and saying of a single name."
-Mignon McLaughlin

Chapter One

Obi-Wan opened the door to his room, surprised to see Anakin standing in the living area. They had just arrived back on Coruscant after five months of fighting in the Outer Rim, and Anakin usually disappeared for the first few days after a mission. "I thought you were—"

Anakin came to stand right in front of him. "She lied to me." Anakin's eyes glazed over with fury. "That fucking whore."

"Who, Anakin?" Obi-Wan was certain Anakin had been with Padmé, but he never expected Anakin to refer to her in such a degrading way.

"Padmé." He began to pace. "She's been fucking Bail Organa. The whole Sithspawned time I was gone."

Obi-Wan hesitated before speaking. What was he supposed to say to that? "I know you cared for her, but—"

When Anakin reached the kitchen, he slammed his fist down onto the countertop so hard that Obi-Wan was sure he left a dent. "We are married, goddammit."

Obi-Wan frowned. Surely he had heard wrong. "Married?"

Anakin sighed and rubbed his fingertips across the counter, examining the mark he left. "We were, anyway."

Obi-Wan walked over to stand next to Anakin—he still couldn't process what he had just heard. Did the Jedi Oath mean so little to Anakin? Obi-Wan was so baffled by Anakin's rapid revelations that he was speechless for the first time in his life.

"I said I'd contest the separation. But guess what? I can't."

"Wait a minute—."

Anakin didn't wait for Obi-Wan to finish speaking, but continued on his rant. "She already had the marriage dissolved. Didn't even need my signature." His shoulders sagged suddenly and he walked back into the living area. "Apparently on Naboo, a government official only needs to file the paperwork with the court system."

Obi-Wan sighed. Now wasn't the time for him to try and talk to Anakin about his blatant disregard for the Jedi Code. He loved his former Padawan, in spite of his unorthodox behavior. "Is there anything I can do for you?"

Anakin sank down onto the sofa and lay back. "No. But thanks. For not ripping into me, you know?"

"What would be the point, Anakin? I've spoken with you for thirteen years on the dangers of attachments, and yet you got married." Obi-Wan sat down on the small bit of sofa that Anakin wasn't covering with his long legs. He stared at the floor hopelessly. "I don't think you care about anything I have to say."

"Master. Don't say that." Anakin bit his lip. "I care…about everything you have to say. I just fuck it all up. Everything I do goes wrong."

In contrast to the calm Obi-Wan strived for at all times, Anakin was always so dramatic. "That's not true at all, Padawan. You have done a great many things right."

Anakin gave him a slight smile before his expression changed back to gloomy. "There's one more thing."

"One more thing?" Obi-Wan raised his eyebrows. "Are you married to someone else as well?"

"No, Master. I'm being serious."

"I'm sorry." Obi-Wan patted Anakin's knee with affection. "This is just a bit of a shock. Please continue."

"Padmé is pregnant. And she says the baby is mine."

Obi-Wan could only bury his face in his hands and shake his head.

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Obi-Wan woke to a scuffling sound in their living area. He pulled on his robe and walked out of his room to find Anakin sitting on the arm of their sofa, staring out the window at the lights of the city. He could tell from his former Padawan's stiff posture that something was bothering Anakin, even before he noticed his tension in the Force.

"What's wrong, Anakin?"

He could tell Anakin was struggling to keep his voice flat. "Nothing."

"Don't make me drag it out of you—I can tell when you're hiding something."

Anakin looked down at his hands. "It was a dream."

Obi-Wan knew that Anakin had frequent nightmares, but he hadn't seen him this disturbed by a dream in a very long time. "A nightmare?"

"Yes." Anakin exhaled and looked back toward the glow of the city lights. "Padmé's going to die in childbirth."

Obi-Wan frowned. Anakin had been this certain about a dream before, and it had come true. "Are you sure?"

"Master. You know about my mother. I thought you understood."

Obi-Wan cringed. He had apologized many times for brushing away Anakin's fears about his mother, explaining that he had never heard of dreams being that accurate. His Padawan had seemed to forgive him, but Obi-Wan still felt guilty.

"You're right, Anakin. I'm sorry." He put his hand on Anakin's shoulder. "Tell me about the dream."

"There's nothing to tell—it's just her, and she's dying." Anakin shook his head. "I know this is wrong. But in a way, I hope she does fucking die." He stepped away from Obi-Wan and stood in front of the window. "She deserves it."

Obi-Wan followed him to the window. "Now, Anakin—"

"I know you're going to say that a Jedi doesn't wish things like that." Anakin turned to face his Master, his blue eyes dark with anger. "But I'm not a kriffing Jedi right now. I'm a husband, or an ex-husband, who's been fucked over."

Obi-Wan was at a loss—he knew he shouldn't feel that way, but part of him was relieved that Padmé was out of Anakin's life. "I'm sorry, Anakin."

"It's fine." He kicked the sofa so hard that it rocked and made a thumping sound against the wooden floor. "I hate her."

Obi-Wan put his hand over his mouth quickly to suppress his urge to tell Anakin not to make so much noise this late at night. "What are you going to do about the dream?"

"I suppose I should warn her. Her and her new lover."

"If you think this was truly a vision, then that might be the wisest thing to do."

Anakin looked back at his Master, his eyes now big and pleading, just like they had been when Anakin was a child. It always amazed Obi-Wan how quickly Anakin could flit from one emotion to another. "Do you think you could tell her, Master?"

"Padawan, no. You got yourself into this predicament."

Anakin looked away. "I'm afraid that if I see her…"

"What?"

Anakin closed his eyes. "I'll…"

Obi-Wan was afraid of what Anakin was going to say, but he imagined it was better for him to get it out in the open. "Keep going."

"I thought about killing her." He opened his eyes again and stared at Obi-Wan. "I thought about killing them both. It would have been so easy."

"But you didn't."

"I wanted to. You know how they say a Jedi has a license to kill? That's how I felt. I killed Dooku today. So why shouldn't I go ahead and kill her cheating ass too?"

"Anakin." Obi-Wan took a deep breath—he knew it was crucial that he appear unfazed by Anakin's admissions, even though he actually felt alarmed at the depth of Anakin's rage toward Padmé and Senator Organa. "I think—"

Anakin cut his Master off again. "But I could have done it, Master. I could have done it and gotten away with it."

"Thinking about harming someone and actually doing it are very different. You resisted."

"Sometimes…" Anakin's voice shook with emotion. "…I feel like I'm losing control."

"You know you can come to me, right?" Obi-Wan reached out and touched Anakin's arm. "No matter what?"

Anakin nodded "Yes."

"I'm serious, Padawan. I am not going to tell the Council you were married—I'm not going to tell anyone. You can trust me."

"Thank you so much, Master." Anakin groaned and covered his face with his hands. "I just don't know what to feel."

What could he say to calm Anakin down? He was quickly becoming hysterical. "You've had a huge shock. I think any man might feel this sort of rage toward his wife if she were to cheat on him."

Anakin lowered his hands from his face. "Really?"

"Yes, really."

"I loved her so much. She was my angel."

Obi-Wan wrapped his arms around Anakin and patted his back as Anakin leaned into his embrace. "I know, I know."

"How could she do this to me?" he whispered.

Obi-Wan had no answer, but he would never forgive Padmé Amidala for hurting Anakin like this. He knew his feelings weren't appropriate for a Jedi Master, but if he never saw her again, it would be too soon.

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Anakin's mind reeled with the realization that his mentor and friend, the Supreme Chancellor of the Republic, was a Sith Lord.

Anakin hated being lied to. He didn't like being spoken to like he was stupid, and that's exactly what Chancellor Palaptine must think he was if he thought invoking Padmé's name was going to affect him. As Palpatine gave him his best patronizing look, Anakin wondered why he'd never noticed how phony Palpatine could be.

"You have great wisdom, Anakin. Know the power of the dark side. The power to save Padmé."

He was tired of this game—Palpatine clearly meant to use Padmé against him. He guessed the power of the dark side had forgotten to inform the Chancellor that Anakin had thought of killing her himself.

Just that morning he'd caught a glimpse of her stepping out of Organa's speeder. His eyes burned as Organa—always the gentleman—rushed to open the door for her.

As he watched them kiss, he wanted to ignite his lightsaber and cut that lying tongue right out of her mouth.

Palpatine, for all his cunning, had miscalculated. He had played Anakin for the last time. Anakin reached for his lightsaber again. "You've fucked with the wrong person today, old man."

TBC

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A/N: The line "he wanted to ignite his lightsaber and cut that lying tongue right out of her mouth" was inspired by the vignette, To Silence Her Lying Mouth, by domntrxskywlkr.

Palpatine's line, "You have great wisdom, Anakin. Know the power of the dark side. The power to save Padmé," is from the ROTS movie.