Them Falling In Love With You Scenarios

Miniature Surprise

Reluctantly, you walk into work, going to your undecorated and bland office space. Colors such as dull white, brown and grey fill your head and give you an almost instant headache. As you sit down on your desk chair you were surprised to see something, new, decorative on your desk.

A small Funko Pop toy, and peering closer, you learned it was Darth Vader. You instantly smile and let out a small chuckle, picking the toy up. You twirl it around to get more information about it. It was your first merchandise from any Fandom you've been in.

You had no idea whom gifted it to you, or knew you were so fond of Star Wars, but it most certainly wasn't a secret that you were into Star Wars, as you've always been keen on bringing it up. Nonetheless, you were radiant to know someone went out of their way to give you something, it almost brought tears to your eyes.

The rest of the work day passed with more light than you would've thought. Your mood had lifted and you smiled more, of course, granting you some raised eyebrows and whispers from your co-workers. But who cares? You finally had something to look forward to: where would you put the gift?

Driving back home, you noticed a change to how the day was going: No traffic despite the busy hour, a cloudless sky, reflecting the bright sun and gorgeous sky. A surge of happiness flows through you, encouraging you do enjoy the day more. You get home, and find the perfect place to place the mini Darth Vader, admiring it as you decide in stone that it looks perfect.

Then, you go outside, with a book, sit on a comfortable blanket with your favorite drink in the sunlight. Everything around you felt perfect, despite whatever flaws there might be. You really enjoyed this day and the pleasant surprise on your desk.

For the Star Wars fans!

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Ofc we do! Bring them back!!

We absolutely adore Hayden  and his portrayal of Anakin Skywalker we also love Natalie’s portrayal of Padme and we love the prequels, we also adore Anakin and Padme together

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First Glance (Part Eleven)

Warnings: Revenge of the Sith Spoilers, distressing content, manipulation, possessive Anakin, and mentions of death. Proceed with Caution.

Upon turning around, you were met with a sight for a more prepared personnel. Standing in front of you so very proudly, is the infamous and ruthless Sith Lord Count Dooku, his curved, red lightsaber activated and pointed directly at you, at this sight you know you must play it calmly. Even despite every instinct and fiber in your body telling you to run, call for help or... that's when you realize the radio device in your hand, is probably the only chance of survival.

Especially when your master's voice can be heard ringing through it calling, "Y\N? Y\N, come in! Are you in trouble?" But you were forced to ignore those calls and fight against the almost overwhelming urges to make a break for it, because you were a Jedi, no longer a padawan in this instance. "Well, hi, Count." You greet with the calmest tone you can manage. With a chuckle, Count Dooku retracts his lightsaber, keeping it at his side. "The young, but controversial padawan herself... look at you, almost a Jedi." He muses, his slicked back grey-silver hair illuminated greatly in the ample light. "How did you know where to find me?" You inquire, gazing back at him as if his presence was not a major disturbance in the Force.

"I was not looking for you, I assure you. Merely on a trade for the Droid Army, you see, I am their leader. They depend on me." He tells you. "Why would you need to go to Kamino?" You slowly begin to interrogate him, thinking you can use this to your advantage when you return back to the Jedi Temple. "The same reason you must be here, despite the becoming a Jedi part." You nod and to your great surprise and horror, whichever, he moves closer, instinctively, your hand flies to your lightsaber tucked away in your robes. "The army..." You whisper in realization. "You know something, Y\N? You would not make for a bad Sith. With your intelligence and strategic mind, you can make the galaxy yours." You stare up at the Count, his words catching you off balance. "Excuse me? No. I am a Jedi." Count Dooku lets out a low chuckle, standing not too close to you but not exactly too far from you either.

"I can use the Force too. I can sense in you something the other Jedi can only guess. You don't know what you've become, a simple Jedi padawan with such a level of feelings for a fellow padawan whom is at war with himself as we speak or nothing short of a mess." Count Dooku's words tear through your heart as a child would their Christmas presents, your eyes widen as you find yourself unable to speak in turn to his shockingly true words. You find yourself conflicted. "Come with me. We shall meet someone you know will turn you for good." Gazing up at him and his outstretched hand, a storm of uncertain and certainly not Jedi faithful thoughts cloud your mind. Should you stay or go? What would become of you? What are you doing? In a fleeting moment, you make a decision, taking his hand, you surrender to your inner desires, your fears. With a smile of nothing short of cockiness and malice, Count Dooku leads you away from the world you've known all your life.

"Anakin, what are you doing?!" Calls an angry Obi-Wan and Council. "You haven't even looked into it? What would you call yourselves if not cowards?!" Anakin angirly snaps. "Listen to us, Anakin! For just a moment longer!" Anakin turns around, marching back to the center of the Jedi Council's room, gazing around at the members as if they committed the most heinous of crimes. "Y\N will be found. She only lost connection with us at the moment, that is no sign that she is in danger." Windu tries to reason with the hard-headed boy. "She will be found." He says, sounding more like he is trying to convince himself than anyone else, as if he cannot believe she lost connection at all. Ki-Adi voices his concerns following this outburst by Skywalker. "I do believe she might be facing something, Master Windu. I think it best if someone checks on her, to confirm she is safe." Yoda nods in agreement, turning to Windu. "A point, Master Ki-Adi has. Finding Y\N should be highest on our priorities." Windu nods and so do a collective few other members, at this, Anakin is instantly overjoyed. "I shall!" He happily volunteers and without missing a beat, the masters deny him.

"Because Master Ki-Adi mentioned it, I believe he should be the one." Says one member. "I agree, it should only take a few days at most." Agrees Obi-Wan. "Agree, I do." Replies Yoda. "It's decided then, Master Ki-Adi will be in charge of locating and confirming Y\N's safety." The members nod. And just like that, the meeting is dissolved. Anakin, once more finding himself in a fit of absolute rage, goes to cool off in this only way, building things, as he goes outside to work on his ship. He finds himself pondering if you would even contact him upon realizing you are in danger, if you were to die, would you want your last moments to be with him? He sighs as he begins disassembling small parts of his ship, that he cannot use because of his punishments and the very unlikeliness to be given a mission. If he could, he would fly to you, check on you, hold you, maybe reassure you if you needed it, apologize for his outburst at you hours before you left, maybe kiss you... God, the amount of times he has fantasized about kissing you, the thought does manage to creep in at night and make him unable to sleep. But he does, oh so very much dream of you.

The next day, when Ki-Adi gets geared up to locate you, Anakin watches, both feeling defeated but annoyed, annoyed he has just stand by and let you get potentially rescued by some other guy... but he ultimately has to swallow the bitter pill. Ki-Adi lands on the stormy planet of Kamino hours later. He goes inside to investigate Lama Su's appearances of you and notices your ship still there. He communicates this to the Jedi Council and proceeds. When Lama Su tells him that he indeed has seen you before and spoken to you, Ki-Adi immediately mentions this to the Council, saving Anakin another unneeded heart attack. However, at Lama's words that the last time he had seen you was when you asked to study the Clone Army once more, and that was it. Actually, he did mention hearing a few strange noises as if two people were having an intense conversation but Lama was not able to confirm that it was actually yours further provoking the Jedi's thoughts, hidden or not, that you had been somehow harmed.

Ki-Adi searched your ship, but saw nothing, except that you had left your supplies, such as food and water, proving to the Jedi that you were taken. Returning back to the Order, the Jedi all contemplated what to do furtherly as a group, Anakin being one of them. Your sudden disappearance startling Anakin but awakening something much sinister inside him. Without thinking of anything else, Anakin makes an excuse to speak to Chancellor Palpatine about this. "What is it, Anakin?" Palpatine asks with a sudden smile. "It's about someone close to me, a fellow padawan and a friend. They've gone missing." Anakin begins pacing around the grand office of the Supreme Chancellor, trying to sort out his scattered thoughts. "What about this 'someone'? Under what circumstances have they disappeared under?" Anakin hesitates a moment. "That's what we don't know. I mean, she's gone. This person, to me, is something beyond the comprehension of a simple padawan or a close friend...." He takes another long moment, thinking of how to word what you are to him.

"I love her." He ends firmly, his eyes, lit with a fire of rage, possessiveness and relief, relief at finally letting his pent-up feelings and the truth about you out to someone, including himself. Palpatine nods solemnly, sympathizing with Anakin's confession. "What do you plan to do about her vanishing?" That's what Anakin was dreading to be asked, as he had no idea what he would do. "I don't know. But it's not going to be good." At this, Palpatine suppresses a silent but malevolent grin. "Remember the anguish and anger you felt when you found your mother? The burning urge for revenge? Is that what you are feeling now?" Palpatine's voice takes a turn for the worse, sounding more sinister than ever, replacing his usual normal, caring tone. "Yes. It's not fair. How a Jedi Master, who does not care for Y\N gets to rescue her and learn about her being taken while I have to suffer with the expectation to be calm about it. It's insulting." Anakin blurts out angrily, his eyebrows arching in an angry expression. "Yes... and you came to me. Do you know what I recommend?" Anakin turns his back on the Chancellor, standing still but listening, quite intently.

"I recommend, Anakin, that you release your anger, in any possible way you see fit. You are aware of the Dark Side. You have hate, anger, save Y\N and all this time you have been locking it up. Let it out, Anakin. Let. It. Out." With This, Anakin storms out of the Chancellor's office, his intentions nothing short of ill-willed, he storms to the Jedi Council, his hand directly on his lightsaber as he storms into the Jedi Temple, the Council members, whom are still in session with their meeting about you, stare at him as if he was crazy. Activating his lightsaber he unseathed from his hip.

Meanwhile, you are seated in a luxurious but no doubt dark liar. Count Dooku approaches you and takes your hand, leading you inside another room, where countless Droids are all piloting a ship, a Neimoidian, no doubt the captain of the ship spouting commands left and right, to a room with a hologram of a figure, draped in black with a hood covering their eyes awaiting. "Lord Sidious, here she is." The figure, with it's arms seemingly stuck to it's chest, turns to you menacingly. "Jedi padawan Y\N L\N. It seems the offer and temptation struck a specific desire in you. I know you are separated from your precious Jedi on the mission to Kamino, where you were t recruit the awaiting manufactured Clone Army to return with the hope of being promoted to Jedi Mistress, as you wanted so badly." You nod, facing the hologram with both fearing but curious eyes. "Yes, t-that's right." You confirm and the hologram laughs, a sort of suffocated laugh, evil in nature.

"Your worshipped Anakin.... well, he's broken because of you. And here you are, standing in front of me, practically begging to be turned to the Dark Side." You nod once more. "That's right. But, Anakin, in what way is he broken?" With a twisted smile, Sidious explains. "Well, he's already turned to the Dark Side, in short. And it is all your fault. Your willingness to turn has well.... a reversed sort of effect on your beloved." Your eyes widen at this news. Anakin, turning? "Please, let me speak to him. Take me back." You try to demand. "If you prove yourself worthy, of course. Your master, Mace Windu has been opposed as a threat to the Sith. You must terminate him, show no mercy." You take a moment to decide and with a nod, you confirm you will do this. "I shall."

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Note: Sidious is down to the point ngl and not necessarily in character but it is my little version of Revenge of the Sith basically with a younger Ani and with you so I don't really care tbh but yeah. Part Twelve is going to come with a ridiculous amount of warnings.

Dating Hiro Hamada Hcs!

I think he's a hopeless romantic; he likes watching movies, cuddling and homemaking gifts specially for you.

He is self-aware and a little anxious, so he's always glad when you comfort him.

He trusts you 10000% and knows you do to.

Introduces you to Baymax firstly, before ANYONE else.

Loves to make you laugh, and it's great 'cause he is really comical.

He (boldly) takes you to Bot fights and thinks you bring good luck wherever you go.

Hiro is clingy, especially after Tadashi died, sometimes he would invite you over and just hug you. Holding you provides him a sense of immense comfort and relief.

The two of you sometimes go into the back with Aunt Cass and learn to bake, and eventually bake each other cakes\cookies, etc. for a special day.

Half of Hiro's newly invented and older bots are named after you in some way.

MATCHING HALLOWEEN COSTUMES OMG

Cuddles with you until you\he falls asleep. Snores for sure but in a cute way.

Pet names: Sweetheart, baby, honey and something weird asf like "Sweethums" or "Pokums."

Is OBSESSED with you wearing his clothes, especially his shirt or hoodie! Def blushes and kisses you a bit.

His kisses are sweet and meaningful but normally no tongue, because he is a wholesome, sweetheart!

Says "I love you" at least everyday and at least forty times in one day to make sure you know.

Invites you over for study sessions which probably turn into you sitting on his lap helping him with some type of question. (Then it turns into you both peacefully and cutely falling asleep in each other's arms.)

THE MOMENT I SAW THIS I CHECKED MY PINTEREST AND IT'S ON MINE TOO-

YAYAYAYAY I LOVE MY PINTEREST NOW

Coming back to you scenarios! (Part One)

Kylo Ren: The thought always worried you, when he was coming back, how bad the damage would be. But you had faith, for him, because he had faith for you. You trust Kylo and he trusts you, so when he told you he had a particularly lengthy mission to find and fight the Resistance head-on, you were reluctant to give in. That was a few months ago. Kylo had made sure to contact you frequently to reassure you of his existence and you thanked him for it every chance you got. Now, you stand in your guys' shared quarters, aware that people were worried about you but you couldn't stop the copying of being away from the man you loved by just staring out into Space, into nothing in particular, lost in your thoughts.

"Ma'am?" A Stormtrooper called to you, causing your thoughts to pop. "Yes?" You reply, not turning to face them. You half-expected this to be an affirmative call that Kylo was lost, or worse, gone. "Supreme Leader Ren has made contact just now." Your breathing stopped, and your heartbeat jolted, you spun to face the trooper, hope glinting in your eyes. "He has?" You ask, voice low and soft. The Stormtrooper nods and you can feel the burning sensation in your stomach of anticipation and the prickling feeling of tears pooling in your eyes. Faster than you have ever ran before, you race out of the room, almost tripping twice over nothing but your own footsteps. You stop at the sight of Kylo's ship, breathing fast and harshly. Your eyes scanning frantically for the sight of Kylo, for the sight of his mask, his hair, cloak, anything. "Hey." You heard a voice call from behind you, and you feel two big and strong hands wrapping around your center and Kylo burying his face in the crook of your neck, inhaling the sweet scent of you. "Kylo..." You choke out, sobbing quietly and his arms tighten around your stomach. "I know, darling. I know."

Armitage Hux: You completely underestimated how many missions a General had to do, as you were just a Commander, but you soon came to find out. Armitage wasn't a sentimental guy, in public or ever, unless it was you and it was still rare to see him get emotional in front of you. "I'm leaving." He said simply, fixing his uniform and hair. Why is he telling you this at the crack of dawn? "Where to?" You yawn. "To accompany Ren on a ridiculous mission to terminate the Resistance and especially the scavenger." He spoke with disdain in his tone, as you could only imagine, as he was going with Kylo. "Why are you going then? Did Snoke order it?" You tilt your head. How odd, Armitage and Kylo, two rivals, on a mission to terminate the two targets that caused the First Order the most grief. "He did." He said shortly.

A month later, as you were shutting down for the night, you go back to your quarters, and who do you find standing there? "Hello." He said casually and you could swear he saw the perplexity in your brain. "'Hello'? Is that how you greet your girlfriend after being gone for a continuous month with only various calls?" He rolls his eyes, his nose scrunching a bit, as he walked orderly over to you. "You're lucky I even came back." He says with his usual cold tone and you push it aside as you wrap your arms around his neck, pulling him into a much-needed hug.

Anakin Skywalker: Anakin had previously told you that Obi-Wan and the council planned for Anakin to take a mission alone, to prove if he should be a Master Jedi. Of course the mission had to lengthy and cut severely into the time in which he promised to spend with you, and Anakin was enraged by it. However, you had to reassure and scold him frequently that it was completely fine and that he had to do it anyway, because he desired to be a Jedi Master. Seeing reason finally, Anakin decided to go, giving you a big, passionate kiss before jokingly telling you that you should behave while he was gone, or else the result would be you getting in trouble with a Jedi Master, you laugh, mockingly annoyed and watched him leave. A good couple weeks passed and you kept yourself busy with your own duties: Cleaning the house, keeping an eye on the Council and their updates about Anakin, and random pastimes you found fun.

"Miss Y'N? Good news: Master Anakin has just arrived at the Temple." C-3PO informs you and you grin widely. "Thank you." You say, getting up and readying your speeder so you could give your boyfriend a proper welcome. "Y\N." Anakin smiles as he notices you and you could see the sheer need to hug you and spin you around, but the current circumstances would make that a tad bit difficult. Yoda and Windu telling Anakin of his new responsibilities as a Jedi Master and Obi-Wan congratulating and sending jokes Anakin's way in which you could see and feel Anakin's eyes staring longingly at you, as he was so ready to feel you hugging him and kissing him. After the certainly inviting and warm congratulations from the Jedi Council, Anakin goes out of his way to excuse himself from continuing further conversation with Windu and scurrying over to you, snaking his arms around you and resting his chin on your forehead, pressing your head to his chest. "I missed you, my love, it's felt like forever since I was reminded of your beauty..." He kissed your cheek, neck and your lips, the kiss was beautiful and enlightening, reminding you of Anakin's undying love.

A\n: I'm going to do a seperate version, a part two, with Obi-Wan and Luke later.

Happiness and Tears (Part Four)

Jack looks from Penny to Puttnam, his expression pleading. "Listen, I'm not going through with this. Clay is my friend!" Penny rolls her eyes and Puttnam looks away. "I'm not doing this.." Penny looks away and then snaps her head back. "Look, you would still be sent to jail either way. It was your idea." Penny argues, her eyes on fire.

Clay's eyes, the only part of his body he can move due to the anesthesia, flicker frantically back and forth. "What the.... how can this happen?! What about Y\N?! We're gonna get married!" Clay screams, but it's all in his head. His jaw is completely paralyzed. Clay could feel the tears pricking in his eyes, the thought of dying, like this... You'd never know. How can people you've known for a good while be so heartless? The feeling of nausea stopping Clay from attempting to fight the paralision.

"Penny, he's not even awake!" Jack practically screams, his eyes desperate but determined. "How could you actually carry this out if he's not awake? He doesn't know!" As Clay listens, he can feel himself moving, his hands coming to his face, ripping off the tape on his eyes, removing the IV's and sitting up. All while Jack, Puttnam and Penny argue.

Clay stands up, his eyes red and puffy as the tears settle and reduce, replaced by pure rage. He looks down at the surgery table, to see himself, eyes open and wide, but body paralyzed on the table, chest open. Clay abandons the sight to circle around a pleading Jack, "How could you have come up with this idea?!" Clay demands, but he knows Jack cannot hear him. With a heavy and remorseful sigh, Clay sulks out of the room, his feet hitting the cold, hospital tile floor with a sense of hopelessness. But the hopelessness is not why he's walking down this hallway for, no, it's you.

Clay makes his way to the waiting sections, and he sees you as well as his mother, you both were sitting next to each other, your bag clutched tightly in your hands, so much so your knuckles were white. His mother was in no better condition; her face was red and puffy, her lipstick slightly smeared, no doubt due to how many times she's wiped her forehead in pure agony. Clay approaches you, his heart filled with nothing but love and helplessness. He slowly places his hand on your cheek, trying his best to manage a soothing caress, but he could see his hand shaking as it made contact with your angelic skin. "I'm sorry." He whispers, bending down in front of you, taking your hand in his. "I'm sorry we couldn't live the life we wanted, the life you deserved." He squeezed your hand, the tear in his eye falling to the floor.

"I'm so sorry, Y\N..." Clay looks at you, his eyes as remorseful as he reminisced his visions of everytime he ever saw you. His eyes frantically snapping shut as he leaned back, sitting on the tile in front of you, his knees up to his chest as his hands tangle in his hair. Sobbing, he mutters sorry over and over. His head jerks up, his eyes stopping at his mother as he tries to imagine what his mother would say. What would she say? "Remember, Clayton, you are nothing like your father." No, that's not what he needs.. "Clayton, where do you think you would be if you did not have to suffer some kind of pain?"

Was that it? Clayton stood up, spun around and practically ran back to the operating room. ".....Inject it." Penny's voice commanded. Clayton threw the door open and walked back to see himself on the operating table, again. Jack took the heart, a syringe handed to him by Puttnam and hesitated shortly before injected it. Clay's anger was fueled yet again.

Your POV

You have been waiting for what seemed like forever, before you see Jack approach you, and you jump up, meeting him halfway."Is he alright? Is he safe? Please tell me he's okay, please.." Jack's face was solemn, despite your best attempts at pleading. Lilith did not get up, but she watched closely. "I'm sorry, Y\N. I really am." Your world crashed. Everything became distorted as Jack went to put a reassuring hand on your shoulder. You sunk to your knees, hand in your hair. Lilith rose to her feet, striding over to the both of you. "Listen here. You get back in there and save my son." She commands, voice a deadly low. "I'm sorry, ma'am. We can't. It was a bad heart." Lilith's teeth clench. "I said, go save my son." She says, her voice as firm and stern as ever. Jack just stands there for a moment, before trying again, but Lilith turns to you. "Come here." She commands and you get to your feet and follow her. "Get me one of Clay's pill bottles." She says, extending her arm.

"What? M-Miss Beresford, I c-" Stopped short by Lilith's intense gaze as she turned her eyes to yours. "Now." She growls. Your hands shake before reaching down into your bag and grabbing a random pill bottle, handing it entirely to her. She takes it, looks at you once more before going to the cafeteria area. "One coffee." She places the right amount of money on the counter and goes to a table, sitting down and resting her head against the pure white concrete pillar conveniently placed next to her.

Jack doesn't bother staying for any longer, sensing that you need time to yourself and heads back to the operating table. He was ashamed of himself. More than he'd ever been. He killed a man. An innocent one. One he had befriending, one who was scheduled to be married. Just starting his life, getting ready. A tear prickles at the sight of Clay, eyes lifeless under the tape, and chest opened, the heart he poisoned not beating. How could he have done this? For the debt, to repay it. Penny smiles at him, Puttnam going outside to find Dr. Lupin, still on the phone somewhere near the waiting area.

"You did good. No one will know." Penny promises him, the smile vibrant on her twisted face. Jack knows, and the words stab his heart like he stabbed the syringe into the perfectly healthy heart that was supposed to help Clay. Lilith was handed her coffee, and she looked at the pill bottle in her hands, before opening it, and popping one. Then two. Three. Four. The whole bottle. Then drinking the coffee. It was all only a matter of time. In minutes, Clay was looming over his lifeless body again, shaking his head.

He began walking home, leaving the hospital, and once he did, everything came back to him. The epiphany of knowing he died because a group of doctors he trusted planned all along to kill him. He opened the door to his house, and began ascending the stairs, curling up on his bed, his hands folded below between head and pillow.

As his eyes slowly closed and sleep consumed him, he heard a familiar voice. "Hey, Clay." His mother said, and Clay's eyes opened immediately. "What are you doing here?" He looked at his mother's figure in the bedside chair, a soft smile on her face. "You need to come back." Clay scoffed lightly. "How? In case you haven't noticed, I'm dead, Ma." Lilith looks at him seriously. "And what about Y\N? Are you just going to leave her all alone?" Clay frowns. "How, Mom? How can I go back to her if my heart is poisoned?" Lilith smiles, leaning forward in her chair. "I'm here. You go back. Use my heart." Clay stops, his eyes gazing into hers intently. "Mom...."

You sit down and then see the doctors rush out, and they stop at you. "Where's Lilith?" They question at once and then stop as they see Dr, Neyer, Lilith's surgeon boyfriend, walks out with Lilith's dead body. "What happened?!" Penny questions but Dr. Neyer pushes passed and starts for the Operating Room, pulling up another table, placing Lilith on it and getting ready in his doctor attire, squeezing on his gloves and mask, he uses a scalpel to open Lilith's chest. "And what do you think you're doing?" Puttnam says, wanting to step in. Penny stops him and glares at Jack, before they both began to make a break for it. Jack stays for a few more seconds and then heads to his office.

Dr. Neyer transfers Lilith's heart into Clay and the poisoned one into Lilith. Dr. Lupin comes back inside. "What'd I- Oh, hello!" He says with a bit of a chuckle, oblivious to the situation. "Get over here." Dr. Neyer instructs and Dr. Lupin complies, grabbing a fresh pair of gloves and putting them on. "Ready the electric shock." Dr. Neyer instructs, and once more, Lupin complies. Dr. Neyer diligently works on rewiring the heart into the empty spot of Clay's chest. A minute or so later, he notices the heart isn't beating, he instructs Lupin to initiate the electric shock and it doesn't work. "Again." Neyer commands and the electric shock is initiated again, and again and over again, boosted up and then seemingly not working. "I'm sorry, sir... he's gone." Lupin says solemnly. But Neyer demands the electric shock again.

The police are called to the scene, as you call them, under the suspicion something was not right. Especially after seeing Dr. Carver and Dr. Puttnam bolting down the staircase together. The police arrive and search, to your surprise, the two doctors are caught and arrested, apparently after a police offer separately talked to Jack, who spilled everything. Hearing the news stopped your heart, and you couldn't believe ANY of it. But there it was, as clear as day, the evidence and confession.

Minutes after the police arrest Penny, Puttnam and Jack, Dr. Neyer emerges, a happy but tired smile on his face. "We did it." He announces to you, and you tilt your head before realizing; Lilith asked for those pills so she could could save Clay. Tears ran hot down your cheeks as you hugged the surgeon. It was over. An hour later, you were allowed to see Clay.

"Hey, gorgeous." He smiles and you sniffle, wrapping a gentle arm around him, kissing him feverishly. "What's wrong?" He asks, but you decide not to tell him. Not now. "I love you." You tell him, kissing him once more and intertwining your hands together on the recovery bed. "So much." He smiles at you, squeezing your hand. "I love you more."

*2 1\3 hours after initially being pronounced dead by doctors Harper, Carver and Puttnam, Clay would survive his heart transplant.*

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This took an hour and a half!

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How do I know that this wasn't your way of asking for my hand in marriage? Albeit cowardly..

Tomorrow 😏

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Trick or Treat Scenarios!

A\N: Okay, so, this includes Anakin Skywalker and Obi-Wan Kenobi, if you want, either message me or comment who you want specifically. Also, let me know if any of you guys want these scenarios in actual stories!

Anakin: With Ani growing up as a slave on Tatooine, he never experienced Halloween, so you decided to sit him down and tell him about it. He had multiple questions and seemed to be a bit confused about the ritual but he seemed excited at the prospect of doing it with you, his girlfriend. You had the cute idea of going as something that had a duo, so you went as Hermione Granger and Ani as Ron Weasley. Obi-Wan had laughed slightly at Anakin with spray-painted orange hair, but supported. You both got lots of candy and Anakin seemed really content to have celebrated a holiday like this with you, no matter what.

Obi-Wan: You brought up the idea to him once and he seemed fine with it. But now, as you both are dressed as salt and pepper, (It was all I could think of!) he really should've asked what you had in mind for costumes first. As you both flew through the sky and gathered candy, he looked over at you and saw the radiant glow of happiness evident on your face and realized that it was worth it, because you liked it and that was all that mattered.

Rumors

Over the past few weeks you and Obi- Wan Kenobi grew close. The two of you were assigned a mission three weeks ago together and you both worked seamlessly, Obi- Wan seemed to really respect your judgement and you. However, rumors spread throughout the Jedi council about attachments between you both, and the day you heard them, you were confronted. You made your way toward the Jedi Temple to meet with Master Yoda and Master Windu upon request, you strode down hallways until you were let into the Temple. "You requested my presence, Master?" You announced your presence, clasping your hands patiently in front of you as you glanced at both Yoda and Windu. " Yes. Are you aware of what everyone in the Jedi Order is saying about you?" Windu asks, leaning forward in his chair. "No?" You reply, perplexed. " Attachment, you have?" Yoda chimes in, regarding you with a raised eyebrow. It takes you a moment to realize that they must mean you and Obi-Wan. "What? No. Master Kenobi and I simply worked on a mission and respect one another." You said trying to maintain a respectful tone. Truth is, you actually did feel something warm and fuzzy for him, but were you about to admit this to two Jedi Masters who strictly follow the code? Of course not! Windu nods. "Very well then. You do realize that if you do grow somewhat attached to Obi-Wan, you will be kicked from the order? Jedi are not supposed to attach." Windu warns you, looking into your eyes grimly. "Yes, I know, Master Windu." You say, a soft sigh evident in your voice. Windu nods once more, leaning back in his chair. " Powerful Jedi, you are." Yoda says, gazing at you with fondness, despite what he and Windu just accused you of. You nod, remembering what you are and how you got here. You sigh this time, softly, and look up at both of the Jedi Masters. Windu nods, signaling you can leave, you bow slightly and sweep out of the room. You were incredibly glad that Obi-Wan was on a mission with his Padawan, Anakin. You had hoped, with all that you could, that he had not heard of the rumors and wanted to not be friends with you anymore, you didn't know if you could handle that. You graced the hallways, thinking, about your feelings for Obi-Wan that you just couldn't hide and basically everyone in the entire Jedi order knew or were beginning to suspect these feelings of yours to be true, not matter if you try to hide it anymore. Sighing deeply, you place your hands on your head and look at the floor, until you hear footsteps and voices. "I'm sure she doesn't know, Master." "How can you be so sure, my young apprentice?" It sounded like exactly what you had been dreading: Anakin and Obi-Wan. You take your head out of your hands, placing them, clasped, behind your back and gazing thoughtfully out the window. Maybe they would get the hint you were busy thinking? "Ah, my former apprentice, Y\N." Obi-Wan greets you. You squeezed your eyes shut in utter frustration before turning to the Master Jedi Knight and you smile warmly. " Master Kenobi." You greet him back with the level of respect you would normally show him. " I see you're in thought?" He asks you, crossing his arms. "I was, yes." You reply, bringing your hands to your chest and holding them in a business-like manner. Obi-Wan laughs softly and looks at you. "Well, in that case, I must apologize." You smile reassuringly. "Anyway, Master, may I be excused?" Anakin says, rolling his eyes slightly. Obi-Wan shushes him and waves his hand before looking back at you. "You really do have a fascination with the ones that don't seem to listen to you." You joke. "Oh, you know... You weren't that bad." Obi-Wan replies, smirking at you. " Well, I must disagree." You laugh. "You really weren't." He insists. You smile and remember the rumors again, had he heard them? You decided to take a chance. "Hey, have you heard of the rumors going around?" You asked, your face displaying obvious curiosity. He thinks for a minute and his face becomes slightly more serious. "I have." He answers simply. "Do you believe them?" You ask, anxiously waiting.