A/N: Well, another week, another chapter. Here ya go.

Chapter 3: The Unsuspectedly Not-So-Smart Heroine

Since Qui-Gon had obviously seen Obi-Wan dragging Jenny to his room, there was no longer any need for secrecy. It was getting late, and Jenny was getting hungry, so the two headed for the dinner hall. They didn't talk much on the way there, or during dinner. But as they were finishing up, one of the Jedi Council Members came up to them.

The man was dark skinned and bald, and seemed to carry an air of power around him. Jenny easily recalled his name. He was Mace Windu, one of the most influential members of the Jedi Council. She wondered for a while what he was there for, but she didn't have to wonder long.

"Obi-Wan," he said, sitting down. "A mission has come up that we need you and your Master to work on." Obi-Wan nodded when the Jedi Master paused. "However, there seems to be a slight problem," Mace continued. "This girl is under your protection, and cannot stay here while you are away. I fear she may be a problem during your mission."

Jenny, strangely making a wise decision, kept quiet. "She won't be a problem," Obi-Wan said hastily. "I'll look out for her."

Mace nodded. "There's one more thing," he added hesitantly. "This mission requires you and Qui-Gon to operate separately. You will be working on the same mission, but you will be working on your own, with very limited contact. Do you still think you can handle it?"

Obi-Wan nodded slowly. "I'll do what I can," he answered quietly. The dark-skinned Master nodded, placed a hand on the young man's shoulder, and walked away. After a moment, Obi-Wan got up quickly and started walking back to his quarters. Jennifer ran down the hall after him.

After a thoughtful silence, he finally spoke. "This is my first mission operating on my own," he said. Jenny glanced at him when he didn't continue.

"Are you scared?" she asked, watching him.

Obi-Wan shook his head quickly. "A Jedi is never afraid," he said confidently. "But I must admit that I am a bit nervous. How about you? Are you scared?"

Jenny shook her head just as quickly. "Just excited," she said, her voice almost eager. She was going to be in the middle of things, alongside the man she most admired.

Jenny couldn't help staring at him as he consulted his data pad back at the room. In her opinion, he was absolutely adorable. But it wasn't time for thoughts like that. They had a job to do, and Jenny was determined to help in any way she could. "So, where are we going?" she asked, trying to end the seemingly endless silence.

"Forest Moon of Endor," he answered without looking up. "There have been reports of strange troops patrolling there. The Council thinks they may be hostile." More silence followed.

Jenny waited for only a short while longer. "Is there more?" she asked. Something about this sounded too familiar. Obi-Wan didn't answer for another couple minutes as he scrolled through the information.

"Yes, there is," he answered, his voice sounding dismayed. "There's some kind of large battle station orbiting the moon. Anonymous sources say the station has the firepower to destroy an entire planet." He continued scrolling through.

Jennifer almost jumped at the news. A battle station with the firepower to destroy an entire planet? The Death Star! But it couldn't be! That didn't happen for another forty or so years! Jennifer was completely confused, since, as I've already told you, she's not the sharpest of persons.

Obi-Wan put the data pad down and reached for his survival pack. "We might as well go," he said. "Our transport will be leaving soon."

Jennifer and Obi-Wan were to take a small starship to Endor and find out all they could about the strange patrols there. There was only one problem that Jenny didn't happen to mention. She didn't know a thing about piloting a ship. Well, she thought, it's too late to mention it now. I'll just have to do the best I can! Unfortunately, since our heroine is not the smartest person in the world, she didn't realize that this idea is not the best she's ever had. In fact, it would turn out to be disastrous.

Obi-Wan pointed to the co-pilot's seat as they entered the cockpit, and Jenny sat down. Obi-Wan was to pilot, since, obviously, he was the only one who knew where they were going. Jenny stared at all the controls on the panel in front of her and hoped she wouldn't have to do much. They hadn't taken off yet, but she was already getting confused.

Sitting down at the controls, Obi-Wan ran his eyes quickly over them, most likely taking into account which buttons did what. The hangar doors ahead opened with a clang. Obi-Wan glanced back at Jenny with a slight grin on his face. "Here we go!" he said, turning back to the controls.

They were in space before Jenny finally got up the courage to talk to Obi-Wan again. "They don't teach us how to fly ships like this in Florida," she said almost casually. Obi-Wan glanced at her, then turned around and flipped a switch.

"I'll help you then," he said, turning around again. "That one there," he said, pointing to a large red button, "is the emergency switch. It sends out a distress signal to other ships if ours is in trouble. Whatever you do, don't touch it!" Jenny nodded, visibly still confused.

Something at the pilot's console beeped, so Obi-Wan turned back to his work. "We're coming up on the Forest Moon," he reported. "If we can get past those battleships undetected, we should be fine. Look on your console for a bank of silver switches."

"What for?" Jenny asked, searching for the switches.

"The silver switches should be defense mechanisms," he replied. "When you find them, see if there are three or four of them. There should be four of them, and, if there are, flip the one on the far right. It should be the cloaking device."

Jenny tried to take in all the information at once. When she saw a bank of four blue switches, she automatically hit the far right one without thinking. The small starship was rocked as two streaks of bright light headed straight for the bridge of the nearest Star Destroyer. Proton torpedoes. The torpedoes struck the bridge of the ship in a burst of orange flame. The large battleship started turning toward them.

"What did you do?" Obi-Wan yelled as he stared at the burning explosions that peppered the gigantic monster straight ahead. Jenny glanced down at the switch she had hit. She had flipped a blue switch, not a sliver one! "Never mind," Obi-Wan called. "It's too late now, they know we're here. We'll be better off with the deflector shields on. Find the silver switches and flip the three on the left!"

Jenny found the silver switches and flipped them just as laser fire began pummeling the hull of the starship. "Are you sure you don't want to try using the cloak?" she asked fearfully. Her hand moved toward the last silver switch, just in case.

Obi-Wan thought for a minute. "It might be our only chance," he agreed. "Turn on the cloaking device, and then don't touch anything else!" Jenny hit the switch and waited.

A/N: Ok, I know this is terrible, but it was supposed to be. I really don't care what you say about it, just REVIEW! You can say it's absolutely terrible if you like, you can say it's the worst piece of work you've ever seen. I don't care, because I already know. Just PLEASE give me feedback!