It's been a while, but I'm back with another chapter. For the record, I got the first name for Count Dooku from another fic by a friend of mine, LilacMoon. Enjoy!

Chapter 8

"Lock onto him Artoo," Anakin said as he narrowed his eyes at the Invisible Hand. "Obi-Wan, Jeela, General Grievous' ship is directly ahead, the one crawling with vulture droids."

"I see it," Obi-Wan said, grimacing at the sight before him.

"Piece of cake, huh?" Jeela quipped.

Her lover laughed and then turned serious. "Oddball, do you copy?"

Another voice, a clone's voice sounded into the three Knights' speakers. "Copy Red Leader."

"Mark our position; form your squad up behind us."

"We're on your tail, General Kenobi." The clone pilot then addressed his comrades. "Set S-foils in attack position."

Anakin smiled. "This is where the fun begins."

"Let them pass between us," Obi-Wan told his lover and her friend.

"Copy that," Jeela said. Suddenly, she felt his anxiety and sighed. Closing her eyes for a moment, she began to send him soothing waves through the Force.

"Relax," she whispered to him telepathically. "Anakin and I are here. We've got your back."

"Flying is for droids," his mind growled back to hers.

She chuckled. "Which is why you've got Arfour giving you backup. She knows what to do."

Suddenly, their telepathic banter was interrupted by the battle at hand. "Missiles!" Anakin called. "Pull up, guys!"

The two bondmates did so. "They overshot us!" Obi-Wan called.

Anakin nodded. "They're coming around."

"Obi-Wan, let Arfour spin you," Jeela suggested. "Trust me, I've not only seen my buddy over there do it, but I've done it myself, and it works."

Obi-Wan nodded. "All right, Arfour," he told his droid. "No, no, nothing too fancy." The droid began to spin the fighter around, making him a little dizzy. But it worked; the two missiles tailing him spun with his fighter and finally crashed into each other, exploding.

"Surge all power units, Artoo," Anakin said. "Standby reverse thrusters." He also began to spin his starfighter in an effort to shake the other missiles, knowing damned good and well they were buzz droid missiles. Sure enough, his gamble paid off and the missiles collided into each other like the ones that had been on Obi-Wan's tail, and exploded. The droid emitted some excited chirps and Anakin laughed. "We got 'em, Artoo."

"The General's command ship is dead ahead," Jeela said, firing on the entrance that had deflector shields protecting it. "Don't worry guys; I'm shooting down the deflector shield."

Obi-Wan shook his head. "Oh, I have a bad feeling about this," he muttered as he followed his bondmate and Anakin's fighters into the command ship's hangar. Jeela and Obi-Wan were able to jump from their cockpits and begin fighting the battle droids that were waiting for them. It didn't take long for them to dispatch the majority of the droids while Anakin also ejected from his cockpit, as well as Artoo ejecting from his perch and rolling out of the line of fire.

"Artoo, locate the chancellor!" Jeela called as she saw her long time best friend join the fray. Between the three of them, the battle droids were all destroyed in a matter of minutes while the astro-droid plugged into the computer socket.

"The chancellor's signal is coming from there," Obi-Wan said, pointing to an area on Artoo's blue holographic image of the ship.

Jeela nodded. "The observation deck at the top of that spire."

"I sense Master Dooku," Anakin said in thought, referring to Sith Master Yan Dooku who'd been working undercover for the Sith and the Jedi during the Clone Wars, as of late being assigned to keep an eye on General Grievous.

"Let's go relieve him of duty." Obi-Wan flashed a brief smile. "I'd say my former master's earned it."

"What if it's a trap?" Jeela asked in concern.

"Then we'll do what we always do," he replied with a wink. "We'll spring it."

A wheezing and coughing General Grievous stormed into the control room of the command ship. Glaring at the Neimoidian captain, he asked, "What's the situation, Captain?"

"Two Jedi and a Sith have landed in the main hangar bay," he replied. "We're tracking them."

"Just as Lord Sidious predicted," the general wheezed, smiling evilly. "Let the destroyers take care of them."