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I   a m   v e r y   p r o u d   o f   y o u

#jesus h christ #heck me right up because you know that force ghost anakin would DREAD seeing obi wan again #he’s so filled with shame and guilt that he hides away in the darkest parts of the universe #maybe for decades #because he doesn’t think he deserves peace #until a very familiar voice finds him #and says aaaaaahnakin #what are you doing all the way out here we’ve been waiting for you #and anakin simply cannot believe obi wan doesn’t hate him #especially after everything he’s done #but obi wan sweeps him into a hug #and whispers #you did what you always do anakin #you overcame

@piraterey HOW DARE YOU

Why

This is both the saddest and the most hopeful thing I have ever seen

so then this happened:

“Obi-Wan.”
It came out in something perilously close to a sob, and all he could
do was take hold of his old Master’s elbows and stare at the man in
front of him, looking as he had when Anakin had been knighted, and
revel, wallow, in the feel of those strong hands gripping his
shoulders.  “How …”  Anakin swallowed, painfully.

“How …?”
Copper eyebrows lifted in that softly questioning fashion, and
Obi-Wan’s eyes were the blue-gray he remembered so well, mouth
quirking in the tiny smile it had taken Anakin far too many years to
understand.  “How are you here?  Lessons I learned over the last
twenty years, and I had help, as well, to catch you.”

Anakin swallowed
again.  “Catch?”

Obi-Wan nodded.  “I
– selfishly wanted to see you again, if only for a few moments.
You needn’t be here, if you don’t wish to be.  The peace of the
Force is just a thought away.  It’s your choice, Anakin.”

His name, his true
name, spoken in that voice, the softly proper Corescanti lilt Anakin
had never thought to hear again.

“It has always
been your choice,” Obi-Wan said, squeezing his shoulders.

“Why – am I
here?  When did you –  How can you not hate me now?” Anakin got
out, his voice shaking.

“Oh, Anakin.”
Obi-Wan’s eyes closed briefly, and when they opened again they were
shining.  “I never hated you; I never could.  Even the times when,
I confess, that I wanted to,” he said, shaking his head.  “I
never knew how.  I mourned you.”

It broke him.
Anakin wrapped both arms around Obi-Wan and buried his face in the
white-clad shoulder, fisting one hand in the back of his Master’s
tunics as the fabric against his face grew damp.  ~Sorry sorry
gods so sorry so sorry please
Obi-Wan – ~

Wordless love
flowing across their old training bond, deep-warm
bright-Force-comfort feeling surrounding him, as familiar as the
strong arms banded securely around his back.  After a while, the
words in his ear began to make sense.  “It’s all right, Padawan.
It’s all right now.  It’s over,” Obi-Wan murmured, and his
voice wasn’t entirely steady either.  “Over; our parts are over
now, and I am so very proud of you.  You’ve come home, back to the
Light, to us.  To me.”