Luke, bored out of his mind and now clearly seeing his father's point for avoiding the medical wing, was currently using the Force to levitate a piece of fruit into the air as entertainment. He sighed, breaking his gaze away from the fruit and looking around. He felt perfectly fine, but if he so much as tried to get out of bed he received a harsh scolding from the medic.

Anakin appeared in the doorway and leaned on the doorframe. "Having fun?"

Luke looked up at him and snickered. "Yeah, I'm having a blast," he said sarcastically, deciding to take a leaf out of Han's book for a moment.

Anakin smiled and made his way into the room, mischief sparkling in his eyes. "I pulled a few strings, so if you can prove to me that you're in good enough condition to be up and moving like you've been saying you are, you've got clearance to leave."

Luke perked up immediately; this was a version of his father he could get used to. "Really?"

Anakin nodded, and Luke immediately swung out of bed. It turned out his arm and wrist had been dislocated, but they were fine now; his legs still ached just a little but he knew he could move around. His back also still hurt, but it wasn't the serious pain it had been earlier. As he stood up, he weaved just a little, but covered it up with some tentative steps forward. "Wow, I was beginning to forget what walking was like," he joked.

Anakin smiled a little. "You're free from the medical wing; and you're welcome."

"Oh sweet relief," Luke said dramatically. Anakin laughed and shook his head.

"Come on, Luke; Obi-Wan just got orders from the Council. We were going to try and recover those files from the rubble, but it seems something's come up. Obi-Wan's waiting for us in the hanger."

Luke raised an eyebrow. "Sounds like something that needs immediate attention."

Anakin nodded, already out the door with Luke following close behind. "From what I've gathered; he hasn't exactly told me what the issue is yet. He said he'd tell us both at the same time."

"I guess it saves him the trouble of repeating himself," Luke said.

"I suppose."

Father and son eventually reached the hanger, hastily making their way over to a grim Obi-Wan who was standing by the fighters they had used on Tythe. "We're going to Coruscant. Immediately," Obi-Wan said when they approached him.

Anakin perked up at the news, his face lighting up; however, he was quick to settle back into seriousness. "What's happened?" he asked warily.

"It seems this entire ordeal has been a wild Bantha chase meant to distract us from the Separatist's real plans; they've launched an assault on Coruscant and succeeded in capturing the chancellor. We've been tasked with rescuing him from General Grievous," Obi-Wan informed them.

"How did they manage to get the chancellor?" Anakin asked incredulously, and Luke could feel the wave of concern coming off his father for the man whom he guessed was a friend of Anakin's.

Obi-Wan shook his head, making his way over to his personal red fighter. "I wasn't told how, they were otherwise preoccupied. However, I was told that the battle has moved from the surface of Coruscant to space above Coruscant, and they are currently trying to keep Grievous from escaping with the chancellor, so we need to leave now." Obi-Wan's eyes settled on Luke. "Are you sure you're up for this? It's going to be dangerous, and I'd feel a lot more comfortable if you had more training and rest."

Luke nodded. "I'll be fine."

"Are you sure?"

"I am, Master Kenobi, don't worry about me."

Obi-Wan sighed. "You're just as stubborn as Anakin."

Anakin chuckled. "Afraid to deal with two of me, are we, Master?"

"One is plenty, Anakin; you alone drive me to my wits end. I don't need a second version of you adding to it," Obi-Wan said wearily. "Now come on, we need to hurry; this is a time sensitive mission."

Anakin inclined his head in acknowledgement and then jumped into his fighter, Luke climbing into his own borrowed fighter. Secretly, Luke wished that it was his trusty X-Wing with R2 in the cockpit. Pushing the thought aside, he situated the headset so that it was a little more comfortable, hearing Obi-Wan come online first.

"When we come out of light speed we're probably going to be right in the middle of a battle, so be prepared."

Luke nodded even though he knew they couldn't see him. "Will do."

"So are we improvising? Going in without a real plan?" Anakin asked hopefully. Luke was pretty sure that his father was smirking.

"The plan is to rescue the chancellor, Anakin. All of this is rather sudden, and I believe we don't really have time to plan ahead. So yes, we're doing what you love to do and we're going to improvise."

"Good," Anakin said, sounding amused.

"All right, come on, we need to hurry," Obi-Wan muttered as he powered up his fighter. "And Luke, whenever we get to the ship, stay close to either Anakin or myself, please."

"I will," Luke said, a little disdainful for being treated so much like a youngling instead of the twenty-three year old man he was. However, he pushed the feeling aside, fully aware that the two were far more experienced than he was and that he really did have inferior skills to their own...for now. Having humbled himself again, Luke focused on the task at hand and followed Obi-Wan and his father out of the hanger. As they shot into the stars, a thought struck Luke. "So if we're leaving Tythe, is anyone going to be there to get those files?"

"The Council is planning on sending someone to replace our position here after this ordeal on Coruscant blows over," Obi-Wan said. "So the mission will continue on Tythe; it just won't be done by us."

Luke sighed. "All right; glad that's cleared up."

Anakin chuckled. "Need I remind you two we're headed into a rather intense battle?"

"Nope, I haven't forgotten; I was just getting some clarification," Luke snickered.

"If you say so."

The fighters went into light speed, making their way to Coruscant with an urgent air hanging over all of them. Luke took even, steady breaths, reaching out to the Force to calm himself as they got closer and closer to the planet. Then the stars stopped shooting by, and soon Luke found that they truly had dropped into the middle of yet another battle zone.

It hadn't even been five seconds, and already Luke had to dodge heavy fire from the Separatist forces. "Well you weren't kidding when you said we were headed right for the middle of it!" Luke exclaimed as he straightened his fighter back out to his father's right once again.

"I warned you," Anakin chuckled, shooting down a few vulture droids as he angled his fighter towards the center of the battle.

"The chancellor is on General Grievous' ship," Obi-Wan informed them.

"Which one is that? There's quite a few here," Luke responded.

"Right ahead; the Invisible Hand. It's the one crawling with vulture droids," Anakin informed him almost immediately.

"Oh, well this is going to be easy!" Obi-Wan exclaimed sarcastically.

Luke laughed.

Vulture droids suddenly broke away from Grievous' ship and made a beeline for them. Luke relaxed to the best of his abilities—which was actually quite a bit for him considering how comfortable he was in the cockpit—anticipating the oncoming fire as his hands flexed instinctively over the ships controls. The three Jedi flew side by side, avoiding the worst of the battle in their pursuit of the flagship.

"Watch it, Master!" Anakin cautioned as Obi-Wan barely avoided crashing into one of the droids.

Luke focused on shooting down some of the droids that were blocking their way, glancing over at the other two ships to keep track of how much damage his companions were taking and, in return, keep himself informed in how much support each of them needed.

"Thanks Luke, that saved us some trouble," Obi-Wan said.

"Don't get too comfortable," Anakin told him wearily. "We just got sent a charming present."

"Missiles," Obi-Wan groaned.

"R2, evasive maneuvers," Anakin commanded.

"Nothing too fancy, R4," Obi-Wan told his astromech.

Luke steered his ship towards an oncoming vulture droid, a missile of his own following close behind him. When he was as close to the vulture droid as he could safely get, he pulled up sharply, tricking the missile into slamming right into the droid before Luke went back on course. He watched in slight awe as his father spun his own fighter in dizzying circles until the two missiles that had been tailing him crashed into each other and exploded in an eruption of fiery shrapnel. Anakin chuckled. "We got them, R2."

"Flying is for droids," Luke heard Obi-Wan murmur after he managed to get his missile off of his tail. However, Luke realized with dread Obi-Wan had gotten himself into yet another situation.

"I'm hit!" he exclaimed.

"We see them," Luke answered promptly.

"Buzz droids," Anakin muttered.

As the two approached Obi-Wan's ship, the buzz droids slowly started to tear apart Obi-Wan's fighter piece by piece. One of the little droids scampered over to R4; Obi-Wan tried to give his astromech a warning.

"R4, be careful, you have a—"

Too late; the buzz droid pulled off the astromech's head, and Luke had to swerve his fighter to avoid it.

"Oh dear," Obi-Wan muttered. "They're shutting down all the controls!"

Anakin's fighter was close behind Obi-Wan's, and after a few seconds Luke caught onto his father's plan. "Move to the right so I can get a clear shot at them," Anakin commanded.

"I don't know if that's the best idea," Luke warned the same time Obi-Wan said, "The mission! Get to the command ship, get to the chancellor!"

Anakin wasn't hearing any of it from either of them. Anakin took aim and whatever Obi-Wan said was lost in the laser fire that came from Anakin's ship as he tried to shoot off the buzz droids attacking Obi-Wan's ship. However, it didn't work out as well as he'd though, and he ended up taking off part of Obi-Wan's left wing.

"The name of—" Obi-Wan shouted before he realized what happened. "Hold your fire, you're not helping any!" he exclaimed, obviously exasperated.

"That's what I was trying to say," Luke pointed out.

"I know, I agree, bad idea," Anakin admitted.

"Yet again, I tried to tell you."

"I realize that Luke." Anakin growled in slight annoyance. "I've got another idea. Luke, get on the other side of his ship."

Luke obeyed, hoping this plan was better than his last.

"I'm going to try and knock the droids off. Try and keep his ship steady on that side."

"Alright."

They each took their positions, and Anakin started to knock the droids off with his fighter wing. Luke heard his father release a low growl. "Move to the right."

"Anakin, you're going to get us all killed. Get out of here you two, there's nothing more you can do!" Obi-Wan exclaimed.

"We're not leaving you," Luke protested, having a painful flashback of what he'd told his father before the redeemed Anakin died. I won't leave you.

"Luke's right, Master; you're coming with us," his father said firmly.

Anakin knocked more droids off of Obi-Wan's fighter with renewed vigor, though this time he had to stop because one of them crawled onto his ship, headed directly for R2.

"Anakin..." Luke cautioned.

"I know, Luke, I know," he replied calmly. "Get them, R2!" he suddenly barked, causing Luke to jump a little. What was happening between R2 and the buzz droid was out of Luke's range of sight.

"Watch out," his father said sharply.

"R2! Hit the buzz droid center eye!" Obi-Wan added. Luke brought himself back to his current task of helping Obi-Wan keep his ship steady when Obi-Wan's ship tipped dangerously, scolding himself for momentarily losing focus.

"Yeah, you got them!" Anakin suddenly cheered, and Luke smiled in relief.

"Good job, R2," Obi-Wan said, his voice still strained from his focus of keeping the ship from crashing.

"The general's command ship is dead ahead," Anakin informed them.

Luke glanced forward, noticing the ship that his father was aiming for was indeed starting to fill his viewscreen. Obi-Wan voiced Luke's own growing alarm.

"Well, have you noticed the shields are still up?" Obi-Wan practically shouted.

"Sorry, Master," Anakin muttered, pulling up, flipping over Luke, and shooting out the shields with well-practiced ease. The doors began to slide shut and all of them pressed forward with a new urgency.

"Oh, I have a bad feeling about this..." Obi-Wan said loudly.

"Are we even going to all be able to make that?" Luke asked.

"Don't worry about that, just go!" Anakin told him.

Luke obliged, and soon they all slipped in just before the airlock slammed shut over the opening. Luke broke away from Obi-Wan's ship, all three of their ships sliding in different directions across the hanger floor. Obi-Wan leaped out of his doomed ship and began an assault on the droids that were guarding the hanger before his feet even hit the floor. Anakin jumped out with ease, joining him in the assult. Luke, meanwhile, got unstrapped, climbing quickly out of his fighter.

"R2, locate the chancellor!" Obi-Wan commanded as he fought back to back with Anakin.

By the time Luke reached the pair, they had already dealt with the droids. Anakin put a hand on his shoulder. "Are you alright?"

Luke nodded. "I'm fine."

"Alright. Remember, stay behind us." His father paused, inclining his head like he was listening to something. When Luke immersed himself, he too could sense the Force whispering to him of what awaited them. Anakin locked gazes with Obi-Wan. "I sense Count Dooku."

"I sense a trap," Luke admitted.

Obi-Wan studied the image of the ship that R2 had brought up by the nearest control console, showing no sign that he'd heard them. "The chancellor is here," he announced pointing to a spot on the image. "And I agree with Luke; I can sense a trap as well."

"Well then what do we do?" Anakin asked. Obi-Wan tore his gaze away from the image to look at them both.

"We spring the trap," Obi-Wan told them with a gleam in his eyes. Luke nudged his father.

"I thought you were the reckless one," he chuckled.

Anakin rolled his eyes and they all filed out of the hanger, Anakin giving R2 a command to stay with the fighters until they returned. Obi-Wan tossed the droid a com link, just in case.

As the three Jedi roamed the ships corridors, Luke shifted uneasily. "It's too empty...I don't like this."

Anakin raised an eyebrow. "You sound like you've done this before."

"I infiltrated a space station with him, remember?" Luke said, pointing to Obi-Wan with a jab of his thumb.

"Oh yeah, that was a rescue mission too, wasn't it? How did that turn out?" Anakin asked curiously.

"The rescue was a success, though we raised the alarm throughout the entire station thanks to Han," Luke said vaguely.

Anakin snickered, glancing over at Obi-Wan. "That sounds like our luck."

Obi-Wan shook his head and ignored the comment. "I agree with Luke; it's far too empty here. We should be running into patrols, not just wandering around and not running into a single droid or person."

Luke suddenly paused at one of the hallways that branched off from the main hallway they'd been traveling. "Isn't that the elevator we were looking for?"

Obi-Wan paused, running through the ship's layout again in his head. "Yes, it is," he mused, and the three approached it.

"Are you losing your memory, old man?" Anakin teased.

Obi-Wan rolled his eyes; at this rate he was going to roll his eyeballs out of his head. "Just stay focused on the mission, Anakin."

No sooner had he sad that did they finally get some activity, though it wasn't exactly welcome, either. Anakin whipped around, sensing the oncoming danger before the other two, and Luke followed suit, trusting his father's instincts.

"Destroyers!" Anakin exclaimed, his lightsaber springing to life as he prepared to deflect blaster shots.

Luke was the next to arm himself, and Obi-Wan turned to join them. "Well, there's the attack I was missing," Luke chuckled slightly.

"Yeah, I guess you got your wish; so much for an easy infiltration," Anakin snickered. They heard the doors slide open behind them and started to back inside, relieved when the door slid shut to cut off the destroyers' fire.

A sound of chinking metal caused them to look over their shoulder, and turning back to face the front, they each shared a look.

"Freeze, Jedi," said one of the droids that also occupied the elevator they'd entered.

As if on a silent cue, all three Jedi pulled out their lightsabers and made quick work of the droids, deactivating their lightsabers and observing the pile of scraps that now lay before them.

"Well that was fun," Luke noted to break the silence.

Anakin simply chuckled and Obi-Wan shook his head.