Within Grievous' droid factory, two bounty droids were busy scanning for clues of Obi-Wan Kenobi's whereabouts. They soon discovered a dried puddle and trail of some sort of liquid.
"Hydraulic fluid?" asked one of the droid as the other bent down to analyze a sample of it.
"Negative. The substance is organic. Blood of a human."
The two droids followed the trail of blood to where Obi-Wan lay unconscious in his place of hiding.
With a painful jolt, Obi-Wan Kenobi was conscious again.
He peeled his eyes opened painfully. With horror, he realized that he was not inside the droid molding anymore. He then saw General Grievous loaming over him. "A for effort, Master Jedi, but we found you in very little time thanks to the trail of blood you left for us."
Obi-Wan was dazed and delirious and began drifting away again.
"Oh no you don't Kenobi," growled Grievous. He gave Obi-Wan a solid kick to the stomach and the Jedi found himself once again being yanked from blissful unawareness.
Obi-Wan grunted. How could he have been so foolish in leaving a trail of his own blood for them to find? How, in the name of all that is Force sensitive, was he going to escape Grievous this time? His attention was redirected as the droid general brutally backhanded his face with a crushing blow. Hanging limply from the grip of two droids, Obi-Wan cracked a swollen eye open to see blood from his nose and mouth splattering the floor. He spat out a tooth. Grievous then gave him another kick that was so vicious, it tore Obi-Wan from the droids' grasp and sent him tumbling meters away. He tried desperately to rise and defend himself, but it was futile. Within moments he was lifted again and dragged by the two battle droids to a turbolift. Helplessly, Obi-Wan wondered where he was being taken.
As the shuttle carrying Anakin, Ahsoka and the clone troopers neared the face of the small Koriban Mountain, Anakin felt a sinister presence within the Force nearby. He gasped.
"Ahsoka!" he called out to his Padawan above the roar of the jet engines. "Change of plans! We have company!"
Ahsoka looked at him intensely. "Who is it master?" she asked.
"Dooku," growled Anakin back to her with a look on his face that was so hateful that Ahsoka was momentarily frightened. "I can sense him. Here's here and he wants Obi-Wan."
"Rex! Change of plans!" he called over his comlink. "Count Dooku's here for Obi-Wan. I will go for Dooku, and while I have him distracted you and Ahsoka will collect Obi-Wan and lead him to our shuttles. The rest of the men will provide continuous cover fire."
"Roger that, sir," said Rex as he began spreading the word throughout the company.
"Master!" said Ahsoka directly to Anakin hoping only he would hear her words. "Please don't be angry with me, but I don't want you go after Dooku alone!"
Anakin regarded his Padawan critically. Her thoughts hung heavily over the fact that he was injured and hadn't had time to recover from their mission only hours before. She feared that in his vulnerable state, he would fall, and she wouldn't be there to protect him.
"Don't worry about me Ahsoka. I need you to help Rex find Obi-Wan. I am the only one who can divert Dooku and you and Rex are the only two I trust with Obi-Wan's life. I must go after Dooku alone. You will do your part, Padawan, and I will do mine. Obi-Wan is depending on us."
"Yes, Master," replied Ahsoka realizing that at much as she disliked the plan, Anakin was right. She gathered the Force around her and prepared herself for the task at hand.
Anakin watched his Padawan begin to focus and then did the same. Calling on the Force to guide him, he sought balance, strength and guidance towards Obi-Wan's Force signature. He knew that it was soon to be near Dooku's. They were now in a race against the clock.
Hold out a little longer, Obi-Wan. We're almost there. This is almost over. Hang on.