Each time he's had one of these dreams- visions, he knows now- each time its real. As real as wakefulness. As real as being alive, or being in a fight, or flying a ship. As real as being in love.
He isn't inside his own body, he's too far away to get back to it and it leaves his limbs jerking, twitching- instinctively trying to get away. To make it stop. Anakin doesn't want to see these things, he's had no true interest in knowing the Force the way Master Yoda does, the Force never makes sense to him that way. He can't just watch it, he's inside it. He doesn't imagine Padmé's fear and pain, he shares it with her. The naked, horrible desperation on her face- the wetness of her tears and the way her throat closes as she tries to get the words out. She says his name until Anakin is mindless with it willing to do anything to end it-] -I'm trying!
[Damp with sweat, Anakin's head jerks against the pillow, his own number just barely visible. The whole of his body burning with adrenaline, urgency, anger, despair; his fingers spasm helplessly. The word comes out tight from tears, and teeth.] Please!
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Each time he's had one of these dreams- visions, he knows now- each time its real. As real as wakefulness. As real as being alive, or being in a fight, or flying a ship. As real as being in love.
He isn't inside his own body, he's too far away to get back to it and it leaves his limbs jerking, twitching- instinctively trying to get away. To make it stop. Anakin doesn't want to see these things, he's had no true interest in knowing the Force the way Master Yoda does, the Force never makes sense to him that way. He can't just watch it, he's inside it. He doesn't imagine Padmé's fear and pain, he shares it with her. The naked, horrible desperation on her face- the wetness of her tears and the way her throat closes as she tries to get the words out. She says his name until Anakin is mindless with it willing to do anything to end it-] -I'm trying!
[Damp with sweat, Anakin's head jerks against the pillow, his own number just barely visible. The whole of his body burning with adrenaline, urgency, anger, despair; his fingers spasm helplessly. The word comes out tight from tears, and teeth.] Please!
[And then his eyes open.]