72-Dosages

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Satine's POV
I'm not sure how long it's been since we've been here. If I had to guess, five days at the very least.

There were no windows in this room we were in, it looked like an abandoned laboratory and had one door that only opened from the outside. I tried prying it open with tools, I tried stupidly prying it open with my own fingers causing me to bleed, I even tried hopelessly screaming for Obi-Wan to get us out of this freezing place, I tried everything you could possibly think of to get out. But nothing has ever worked.

I'd occasionally get food slipped under the door through a hatch, it was only once a day, so I was getting a little less than the bare minimum of what my body needed. I don't know why they didn't just kill me, I don't understand why I'm alive right now. Unless they plan to use me against Obi in the future and if that's true, I'd rather be dead.

As for (y/n), they have her submerged in a tank filled with orange liquid in the corner of the room. She had tubes connected all around her giving her oxygen and nutrients for her and the baby. (Like the picture above for example)

There's a droid in here that is programmed to keep her alive. It was their job to change the oxygen tanks, to inject nutrients into the tubes, and whatever it was that was keeping her unconscious. Also it would inject a strange blue liquid into her but I wasn't sure what it was for, although it made me feel uneasy every time I watched it go into her. But I couldn't stop it, I was more than sure this droid had a camera and Rey was keeping an eye on everything happening in this room.

I sat on the floor and leaned up against her liquid prison. I haven't heard another voice other than my own in days, only the sound of a monitor that's hooked up to her letting me know that her and the baby are alive. I tried banging on the glass to get her out or to wake her up, but like everything else I've tried since being in here, It didn't work.

I watched as the droid powered back up on its own and grabbed the syringe with the blue contents inside of it, I decided to try one thing I have yet to do. Talk. "What is that you're giving her?" I asked the droid hoping it was programmed to know how to communicate. I wasn't sure since it hasn't said a single thing since we've been here.

"Force suppressor." It responded in its robotic voice as it injected the blue liquid into a tube and I watched as it traveled through and into her body.

I went through every conversation I ever had with Obi-Wan to try and figure out what it was. He loved talking to me about all his Jedi stuff. A lot of the times I tuned his voice out and admired his perfect features, waiting for him to finish so I could kiss him and get to the more interesting stuff.

Now I'm wishing I paid more attention.

Wait a minute, force suppressor. I mentally slapped myself for being so stupid. It's in the name. They're putting that in her so she can't connect with the force, so she can't contact Anakin even in her dream state like Obi told me they did before.

I know how we can get out of here. I sat there and devised a plan. I needed to stop her from receiving these treatments without alerting Rey or that traitor Shaak Ti.

And hopefully I can figure out a way to stop her from receiving that drug that was keeping her asleep. With her awake and with her force abilities, I have no doubt we would be able to get out of here.

But how would I go about doing that without getting either of us killed?

Anakin's POV
Obi-Wan and I have both been a complete mess.

He hasn't even been able to be alone since Rey took our girls. He stayed on my floor for the past three days, hardly sleeping, hardly eating, hardly talking, we've both been this way. We probably would be starving ourselves if it wasn't for Ahsoka and Padme who have been practically shoving food down our throats.

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