Chapter 15
Revan spun into action, her lightsaber a blur. Anakin leapt in to help. Obi-Wan took care of the bodyguards, and Revan and Anakin advanced on Grievous. He snatched up an electrostaff. Slamming it into the window, he was swept outside.
Revan flailed around before using the Force to snag on a control board. Hauling herself up, she slammed the door. Metal plates quickly covered the window. Raising herself up, she looked over at Obi-wan. He was battling a droid missing its head. He sliced upwards, and the droid's torso split from its legs.
Thus taken care of, the cherry red pieces of the droids fell to the floor. The black beams vanished into Revan's hilt, and Anakin slid into the pilot's chair. Obi-wan sank into the copilot's chair. Revan laid a hand on Anakin's shoulder.
"I believe in you Ani." She whispered. The ship rocked. She leaned over. "And if you make it down safely…" She didn't finish the sentence, but rather sent mental images. Anakin gasped.
"The COUNCIL ROOM?" He whispered furiously. She giggled and staggered as the ship lurched.
Eventually, they managed to safely bring in the ship. Palpatine was still a quivering mess. He was led away as Anakin and Revan walked down the hall.
"Ani!" a voice echoed out from behind a pillar. Giving Revan an apologetic look, he slipped behind.
"Who is that?" Padmé tapped her foot.
"That is none other then Darth Revan, Senator." Anakin replied diplomatically.
"She's… Darth?!? As in…" she broke off.
"Yes. A Sith. And we, are through." He spun away.
Revan stared at the woman, memorizing her features. She linked arms with Anakin, and they entered the Temple.
They reentered the suite belonging to Revan. Throwing down their heavy outer cloaks, Revan flopped on the bed. Anakin pinned her down. His mouth captured hers. She returned the kiss for a moment, then gently shoved him up.
"Later Ani." She promised. "Now, let's spar."