Chapter 9
Anakin apologized over and over and over for hurting me. I can tell something is wrong, but I don't know what. It has to be Palpatine. He's poisoning him, he's disturbing him. I haven't seen Anakin much lately. In fact, it's been a few days. I miss his warmth at night. I miss his soothing voice, his breath in my ear. But more than that, I miss his love.
So now, I sit in my bed chambers. All the lights are off, the shutters closed. I find peace in the solitude, but the darkness expresses my mood more than anyone could possibly know.
Soon, a rapping came at the door.
"Leena!" It was Obi-Wan. "Hurry, we must talk."
I opened the door, and walked out. I sat in an armchair, looking at Obi-Wan.
"Where's Anakin?" He asked.
"I don't know."
"I need to know where he is."
"Why? What's wrong?"
"I just need to find him."
"Tell me what's going on." I snapped. "He hasn't been telling me everything."
"Why not?"
"I don't know."
"I'm so sorry." Obi-Wan replied.
"Why?"
"He was... I saw him, he------ killed younglings."
"No!" I slapped Obi-Wan. "How could you say that? Anakin couldn't have, he couldn't have!"
I don't know why I slapped him. Maybe it was because I had to shoot the messenger or shoot myself. But I knew. There was some doubt in my mind. Anakin could have done it. He could have. But I don't want to believe that he did. I don't. And I hope that he didn't. God, I hope that he didn't.
I started crying.
"You have to help him." I said, through my tears. "He's lost, and confused, and he needs your help. He doesn't know it's wrong. You have to help him."
"Where is he?"
"Mustafar."
Obi-Wan got up.
"There isn't much time."
"I'm going with you." I said. "I have to."
"Not with him like this, you don't. You need to stay here because he's not safe."
"I love him, Obi-Wan. If it were Padme, you would want to go. You would feel obligated to go."
"Yes."
"So then, you understand why I have to."
"Yes, but I'm not going to let you go."
Obi-Wan left for the hangar, and soon, I followed him.
While Obi-Wan was talking to Captain Typho about security, I climbed into the pearly white storage cabinet. I had to see Anakin. If he was killing younglings, then I was the only one who could save him.
I almost fell asleep on the way to Mustafar. Sleep was something that I had been deprived of lately. I was too busy worrying. What was happening?
"You can come out now." Obi-Wan shouted from the cockpit. He had the Force. He probably knew I was hiding there long ago. "We're almost there."
I crawled out, and stretched, glad to be out of the tiny compartment.
"Why didn't you make me get out?"
"Because I knew, in my heart that you had to go. Even if I didn't want you to."
"I want to help him."
"If you get hurt, I will never forgive myself." Obi-Wan said. "So please, be careful."
I nodded.
Please, Anakin, if you can hear my thoughts; I'm coming. And I love you.