* Author's Note: *
This one's abit of a sad one, this one is also based off abit of some of my personal experience in regards to health. Except I don't have an Anakin looking out for me.
To make up for this, the next imagine will be a spicy smut, just had to get some feelings out, haven't been doing the greatest lately. This whole imagine will also be in Anakin's POV.
Anakin's POV:
I shift uncomfortably in my seat as we patiently wait for the Doctor to walk into the office. Y/N looks over at me with a weak smile, I reach over and grab her hand, squeezing gently. This has been the third visit in a span of a week. She hasn't been feeling great for over a week, she hasn't been sleeping, eating, barely keeping herself hydrated. She hasn't been herself and it's scaring me. Only problem with these repeated Doctor's visits at the moment is that they're only providing her with temporary relief, so she might be able to nap or have something small to eat so she can get some form of nutrients into her body.
"I'm sorry, I know we've been sitting here for quite a long while." Y/N says apologetically.
"Don't be sorry, I'll wait for as long as it takes. As long as we can try and get some help for you to make you feel better okay?" I reassure her.
She sighs and nods, looking down at our joined hands, using her free one to play with my fingers.
"I just don't like that I have to keep coming back here to get some form of treatment to feel even the slightest bit okay or normal for a little while before the pain takes over again." She says in a whisper, not looking up.
I hate seeing her like this. If anyone had told me 2 weeks ago that this is where we would be at, I wouldn't have believed them.
"I just want it to stop." She says, staring at the floor.
I reach over and lift her chin, having her tired and sad gaze meet mine.
"I know, baby. I know you're exhausted, and I know you're in pain. But you need to keep fighting, we're gonna get through this, okay?" I plead.
Her tired eyes bore into mine, she gives me a small smile and lets out a sigh. She looks away as the Doctor walks in.
"Sorry to keep the both of you waiting." The Doctor says as she goes to take her seat, across from us.
She goes through Y/N's file briefly before setting it down and looking up.
"So, Y/N, I went through your recent history. I'm assuming today's visit isn't a follow up to tell me you're feeling any better?" She asks.
"No, I'm feeling worse." Y/N says, her face blank.
I watch them both discuss what's been happening over the last week and what's happening today, like the last 2 visits. The Doctor then stares at Y/N with a look of concern, which makes me feel a little unsettled.
"I am going to refer you to a specialist. I want you to use the new medication I have just prescribed you and how I have told you to take them, but they aren't long term solutions and you not getting any better isn't making me feel at ease. So I am going to refer you to a specialist, but before I do, I need to do some scans on your brain seeing as that's where the source of your pain is coming from. Once those scans are done, we can go from there. In fact, we can do them today." The Doctor explains.
Y/N nods and looks over at me. I nod as I turn my attention to the Doc.
"So these scans...what will you be looking for?" I ask.
"Well, anything abnormal really. We want to rule out any lesions, definitely make sure there's nothing sinister going on like aneurysms or tumors, nothing like that. The goal here is to have clear scans, because then we can try and come up with a pain management plan." She explains.
"Okay sounds good." I nod.
* One Week Later *
It's been a week since the initial consultation, Y/N had her scans in that same day and we've just come back for the results.
"You're fidgeting again." I grab her hands as she plays with the threads in the hem of her dress.
"I can't help it, I'm nervous, Anakin." She sighs.
"I know, but if you pull all the threads out, you'll be walking around in your underwear which I'm pretty sure will make you more nervous." I say, pulling her hands away.
The Doctor walks in and takes her seat across from us like she did a week ago. She looks up at us sighs.
Oh no.
"I do have some news, not the news I was hoping to give you. It's not the worst news in the world, however." She states.
Y/N's face turns pale as the Doctor makes that statement. I grab her hand and hold it tightly as we brace for what comes next.
"Y/N...you have a tumor. It's sitting at the base of your skull that's sitting on one of the arteries there. Which explains your symptoms and that neck pain and stiffness you have been having as well." The Doc reveals.
Y/N lightly gasps, I can see her eyes water. I squeeze her hand gently as she takes in what she's just heard.
"Now, remember how I just told you it's not the worst news in the world?" Doctor asked.
We both nodded in her direction, urging her to continue.
"We can remove it. We can't get you in until next week, so we just need to treat your pain and symptoms until then. Keeping you comfortable." She explains.
I let out a massive sigh of relief, this is great. Well not great that the love of my life has a brain tumor but the fact that it can be removed is what's great. But I don't think Y/N's getting that memo, I look over at her and her facial expression hasn't changed.
"It's important you stay on top of these medications, Y/N, okay? You have a history of seizures, these medications should help you with your pain and keep everything at bay until the surgery." The Doc says, leaning forward while intently looking at Y/N.
"Yes, I understand." Y/N gives her a half smile.
•
"How is she doing?" Obi-Wan asks, walking inside our apartment.
I sigh as I close the door behind me.
"You know, I thought she'd be a little more..." I trial off.
"Happier? To know she has the answer to her pain and that she can get rid of it?" Obi-Wan answers.
"Yeah. I just don't understand, she seems more miserable after finding out." I say, siting down in the couch.
Obi-Wan sits beside me, he pats my shoulder as he turns her attention to me.
"She's probably in shock, Anakin. She's been wanting answers for a long time yes but she most definitely wasn't expecting to hear she had a brain tumor. She's just processing, it might take her up until the surgery for her to realise but by then it'll be gone." He explains.
I nod as I look over at him.
"I understand. It has been a rough time for her. She's tried so hard to get herself better, so she can get back to normal. It's been so hard to watch her." I admit, feeling my eyes beginning to water.
Obi-Wan squeezes my shoulder.
"I've had to watch her endure pain every day for the last couple of weeks. Not knowing what to do or how to stop it. I've held her hair back as she would vomit the very little food she would try to force herself to consume so she would try and eat something, I would watch her struggle trying to keep herself hydrated. Hold her as she cries because she's tried everything to try and relieve her pain but nothings working and all she wants to do is give up. It's quite literally watching someone I love being tortured." I confess with tears rolling down my face.
"Anakin, I am so sorry." Obi-Wan says softly.
I give him a small smile.
"I'm going to go check on her." I say as I get up and walk over to the bedroom.
As I open the door I see her laying on the bed, she was fighting sleep. She hadn't had a proper sleep in weeks so why she was fighting it was beyond me. Her body seemed to be fighting her hard, it was when I saw her eyes roll to the back of her head was when it got scary for me.
"Y/N?" I call out to her.
She slowly opens her eyes and looks up at me with a dazed expression. She reaches up with shaky hands, touching my cheek.
"Anakin? What's going on?" She asks, fear in her tone.
I sigh as I stroked her cheek with my thumb. She sat up, with her back against the headboard.
"You were half asleep, but I was just worried, that's all." I say, pushing some stray strands of hair behind her ear.
After Y/N became more alert, Obi-Wan left, so it was just myself and her. I went and sat back on the bed with her, she was staring into a space as I sat down beside her.
"How are you going to feel after tomorrow you reckon?"I ask, looking over at her.
She didn't look at me, instead she looked down at her trembling hands.
"I don't know. It has to work first." She says lowly.
I furrow my brows, taking her trembling hands into mine.
"This surgery is going to work, Y/N. I need you to believe it. You heard the Doc, it just needs to be removed." I explain.
She looks up at me with her red tired eyes.
"I know, Anakin. I'm just scared, it's brain surgery. The tumor may be small but it's in a difficult spot, one slip up and I'm royally screwed." She huffs, looking away from me again, staring into a space.
"I believe it will work, and then your pain will get better, you will get better. Things will start to go back to normal. Isn't that what you want?" I ask
She looks over at me with tears in her eyes.
"Of course that's what I want! Do you think I like being like this? Everyday that I am like this is torture. All I want is to go back to normal, being happy, with you." She says, tears streaming down her face.
I pull her into my side, she lays her head onto my chest. She sighs into the embrace and continues to let her tears fall, I stroke her hair as we lay there in silence.
•
I walk into Y/N's room and look at her, she's laying there so peacefully, with bandaging and dressing on her head from the surgery. I walk over and sit beside her, taking her hand into mine and patiently wait for her to awake.
I slowly feel my eyes begin to close as I feel pretty tired myself. I lay my head down beside our intertwined hands. Letting sleep take over for what I thought was a short moment.
I stir in my slumber to feel fingers running through my hair, I slowly lift my head up, my tired gaze meeting a freshly woken up Y/N. I smile at my strong baby.
"You're awake." I smile.
"And now so are you." She chuckles.
I smile as I take in her refreshed features.
"How are you feeling?" I ask, completely sitting up.
"Well, besides my head hurting, I feel okay." She confirms.
"Glad to hear it" I smile as I kiss the back of her hand softly.
I look up as I hear the door open, a Surgeon walks in with a smile.
"Good Afternoon, Y/N and General Skywalker. You'd be pleased to know, we got all of it out. We took extra care with it so we didn't damage any nerves or arteries around it. We're pretty happy with everything. Just for the next couple of weeks, Y/N, we'd like you to stay on those medications you were on before the surgery. They will help with the pain as you recover. Then slowly come off them. And you should be fine after that. If at any point you have any problems please let us know, but we are confident you won't." He smiles.
I grin, the surgery was a complete success. The tumor is gone, Y/N's pain will soon be gone. I can get my happy, bubbly and funny and goofy girlfriend back.
"That is wonderful news, thank you so much, for every thing." I smile as I stand to shake his hand.
"My pleasure. Take care guys." He says as he leaves the room.
I turn my attention back to Y/N, I smile at her as I grab her hands, squeezing them with excitement. She giggles.
"It's gone!" I exclaim.
She giggles as she nods.
"That it is!" She says.
I climb into the bed, laying beside her, she cuddles up beside me. Holding my hand as she sighs.
"I think we should go on a trip once you've recovered, to celebrate." I say, staring at the ceiling.
"Oh?" She asks.
"Yeah, you've been through so much. You deserve to relax." I say.
"Hmm, how about Naboo?" She asks.
I smile, kissing her temple softly.
"Naboo it is. Now hurry up and get better, so we can go." I say with excitement.
"Oh get better huh? Gee why didn't I think of that one three weeks ago?" She asks, sarcasm laced into that tone of hers.
"Yeah yeah, whatever." I chuckle.
Y/N laughs as she hits my arm playfully.
"No, really though. I am glad you are getting better. And I am so proud of you, for how you got through this, it takes great strength to go through what you just did." I turn my head to meet her gaze.
She looks into my eyes and smiles, bringing her hand up to cup my cheek. I lean into her touch.
"I love you." She whispers.