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In which Anakin goes off to face Grievous.

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Author's Notes: Hope this chapter doesn't come off too rushed. Also, I'll admit, sending Anakin to face Grievous was more out of a minor irritation from the movies on my part -- okay, true, Anakin's close to the Chancellor, but there's the problem -- putting Anakin in such a difficult position. My Anakin bias aside, if there's one thing that Anakin can't do, it's betray a friend (even if said friend is actually a scumbag in disguise). I think in a way, putting him in such a difficult position -- it didn't solely cause him to fall, but it sure as hell accelerated it.

Honestly, I think it would have made a lot more sense if they had someone spy on Palpatine that wasn't as attached to the Chancellor. True, it wouldn't have been convincing, but I think it would have saved them a lot of grief. Or at the very least, tried to spy on Palpatine themselves instead of having the Chosen One do the dirty work for them. (God, now that I think about it, the Council really does suffer from "stupid for the plot to proceed", doesn't it? I mean, seriously a lot!) YMMV, of course, but...It Just Bugs Me. 

Anyway...on with the show.



The Jedi Council knows what it’s doing.

But even after the meeting, Obi-Wan doubted it. The Council had much wisdom, yes, but for the first time, he was wondering if they were wrong. Perhaps they saw him as the best fit in order to spy on Palpatine, and yet at the same time...

Even now, Obi-Wan could not help but worry for Anakin’s safety in regards to Grievous. Anakin was capable, yes, more than capable. And yet at the same time, Grievous had slain some of their finest Jedi. Who said that Anakin stood a chance?

Don’t be ridiculous. He’s more than capable.

“Obi-Wan, are you all right?” Even now, Anakin’s voice made him wonder if he was making his emotions that obvious now.

“A bit worried about you. Nothing more.”

“Honestly, Obi-Wan,” Anakin said, trying to crack a grin -- feeble as it was. “Look at Geonosis -- I survived that one, didn’t I?”

“You did. I guess it’s just that...well...” Obi-Wan forced a chuckle. “Call it me having an instance of overprotective mentor mode, one last time.”

Anakin laughed as well. “You excel at that, really. Goodbye, Master. May the Force be with you.”

“Anakin, wait!”

Obi-Wan wanted to say so much, really, before Anakin went off to face Grievous -- how proud he was of him, perhaps, how he had surpassed all expectations, to be careful out there on Utapau and mind his training. He wanted to say so much, but even now, words seemed to be failing him, combined instead with worry that seemed to have seized him all the way to his spine. Instead, he said, “Anakin?”

“Yes?” Anakin’s voice was soft, almost inaudible, even slightly afraid. Even now, he sounded almost like a vulnerable little boy instead of the Jedi Knight that Obi-Wan had trained.

“Good luck.”

Even now, it sounded so anticlimactic, so weak, that somehow Obi-Wan wished that he could say more. But he doubted that there was any more he could say. He sighed, before turning around to get home to Satine. After all, Force knows he needed it. 



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