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This is written in first person point of view of Meagan unless otherwise noted.

From Earth to Star Wars

Part Two: Is now Post TPM by about seven years. (Anakin is about sixteen.) Meagan has been back for about three years now.

Meagan comes back to Star Wars and meets up with now Master Obi-Wan Kenobi and his

Padawan Anakin Skywalker. Follows the movies, but is an AU. (Caution.) Ours does have a bit of a twist to it. Obi-Wan and Meagan are married and are living in the Jedi Temple, with Anakin still being trained. Now, due to dramatic events, they await the fate of Meagan and their unborn child Sasha.


Chapter Twenty Five


**Anakin's point of view**


I stood up and stretched after taking a short nap outside of Meagan's room. I rubbed the back of my neck, not liking the crick I'd developed while trying to sleep on a small couch, still seeing the haunting eyes of Sasha in my dreams. "Poor kid. She's barely had a chance to live and she's already fighting for her life....." I thought to myself as I gazed through the window to see my Master sitting by Meagan's side.

It had been two long weeks since the incident. They were still stable, but there hadn't been any changes in either of their conditions. At first it had been a relief that they weren't getting worse, but they weren't getting any better either. I sighed, wishing and praying that they would pull through this nightmare. The Healer's hadn't said much to our faces, but I was starting to feel their worry about if and when Meagan would wake up. So far, she hadn't shown any sign of coming out of it.

I sighed again, watching Obi-Wan sit by Meagan's side. The only time he'd leave the room was to either shower, change clothes or eat what little he did. He never slept, hadn't in over a week. He seemed to have aged considerably in just the last two weeks, of course after what happened I couldn't blame him and if that was Padme in there, I wouldn't leave her side either.

I had tried, on many occasions, to talk to him, but about a week ago, he'd slammed up his shields and barely acknowledged me, let alone anyone else. Through the first week, we'd leaned on each other, but now, he seemed to be off in his own world, where no one could reach him.

Deciding to try to reach him one more time, I walked into the room. He only looked up when I leaned down to kiss Meagan's cheek, cold and pale. "How is she doing?"

He sighed, shaking his head, pulling slightly back from her. "Not any better, but not any worse. I just can't reach her. It's almost as if I can't reach her......" He stopped abruptly and I waited patiently for him to continue but he never did.

"Master why don't you go get some sleep." I suggested lightly as I settled on the couch close to an hour later. "I'll stay with them for a while."

He shook his head. "I don't think I can sleep"

I bite my tongue to keep from lashing back at him, that wouldn't help anything. We sat there quietly for a very long time. I stretched out with the Force, trying to reach either Meagan or Sasha, but it was as if their presence vanished in the Force. Finally Master Jessie walked into the room, eyes settling on Meagan, then both Obi-Wan and I.

"Okay, you two, you've been in here for far too long." She paused as we both looked toward her. A feeling of relief settled in me, knowing only her authority could get my Master to leave the room for some fresh air. "I'm ordering you two out for a while."

That certainly snapped him to attention. "What?"

"I want both of you to go find something to eat, then go rest, for the rest of the day. I don't want to see either of you around here till tomorrow morning." He tried to protest, but the Healer just kept going. "If anything major happens or if we need you, I'll find you. No scoot."

Master sighed, then followed me from the room. Without saying much we picked up a quick bite, then headed back to his room to eat. After watching him pace across the apartment several times, with no hope of getting him to sleep or rest, I finally laid down on the couch, closing my eyes, letting the Force move through me.

But even then, I could still feel his tension, but it finally lessened as he left the room to shower and I to a deep, restful sleep.


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I awoke several hours later, feeling a little better. I immediately realized Obi-Wan was gone. With his shields up, I couldn't tell where he went to, but I figured it was some place where he could find some peace, which often worried me. He always meditated, but lately, I never felt he did. It was like he lost his trust, his guidance. I sorely wanted my Master back and wished I could help him back, but I wasn't sure how.

After showering and putting on a clean change of clothes I meandered listlessly around the Temple since I wasn't allowed in the Healer's wing. I finally found myself in the Temple Gardens. Ever since I'd first came back with the Jedi as a boy, I'd found them peaceful and calming. There was something about the water, plants and animals in this place that made it calming and soothing. But whatever it was, it, once again, soothed my frayed nerves. I wound my way to the back, not quite sure what I was doing back here. Then it dawned on me that this was where Obi-Wan and Meagan committed their lives to each other nearly two years ago. A rush of pain filled me as I remembered that joyful day and I leaned back against a giant tree and finally wept.


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**Jema's point of view**


I sighed as I watched Meagan sleep, or whatever she was doing. I was glad for some time alone with her, since Master Jessie kicked Obi-Wan and Anakin from the room. I'd been so torn between being with Meagan, supportive of Obi-Wan and Anakin, trying to ease Dede's guilt, or my office. Of course, our entire group was thrown into disarray when the shot out occurred. We all missed Meagan's brightness in the Force. She'd always known what to say or to ease the distress of a troubled child.

I continued to sit by her side, holding her hand, updating her about different things going around the Temple, trying not to let my worry for her and her daughter be heard. I told her about how the Temple was just coming out from under its lock down status. Once Meagan was hurt, the Council sent out some investigators to discover what really happened and if this was a strike against us or just a random course of action. I told her that she wasn't a target, just some gang initiation. Of course, the planet's security forces found the same thing. Oh how I wished I'd been there the day the chief officer came to find the survivors that had been brought to the Temple, wanting to get the details from them. He'd been met by Master Windu and I heard he let into him, not giving him any information what so ever. The officer, well known for his honesty and bravery, was nearly shaking from the intense gaze of the senior Council member.

Shaking my head, I told her how everyone was doing and how we'd all miss her. I couldn't help but remind her of the day we met. "You know Meagan, it doesn't seem like a long time ago that we first met in the Council room when you, Master Qui-Gon, and Obi-Wan came back with those orphaned children. I had to admire you for keeping them quiet during the report, but I thought you weren't too bright when you stood up to Master Windu. Though I must say it turned out all right in the end, but if you'd told me at the time that we would work together and become dear friends I would have laughed in your face. Sure, I'd had a natural curiosity for someone from a different galaxy, and Qui-Gon was always picking up some lost pathetic life form as Obi-Wan often called his Master's projects. However, we learned fast that you were far from pathetic, even Obi-Wan attested to that. You two always had something special between you, even back then."

I had to stop to wipe my tears. It was breaking my heart to see one of the dearest friends I'd ever known, laying here, barely hanging onto her life. "We miss you Meagan. I don't think any of us really appreciated how much joy, energy and love you've brought into our lives. You've touched all of us Meagan, without even trying. You've got to fight this, you're going to make it through this. I know you're not one to give up easily, especially thinking about your husband, daughter and Anakin. They need you."

I stopped, hesitating before talking about Obi-Wan's condition to her, but maybe it would help her pull out of it, knowing what it was doing to her husband. "I'm so worried about Obi-Wan. He hasn't slept or meditated in over a week. He looks so drawn and tired and all he does is sit by your side. He rarely eats or talks to anyone. Anakin can't even reach him. He's sunk into this depression, deeper than the one he was in shortly after Qui-Gon's death. I'm not sure what to do, how to reach him. Meagan, please come back to us, he can't live without you."

With that I stopped, not feeling a difference in Meagan. I stayed by her side for a long time before standing up to stretch my muscles. Master Jessie came in and we talked for a while, both of us worried, not only for Meagan, but for Obi-Wan.

After I left, I wandered around, slowly finding my way to Master Yoda's meditating area, feeling if anyone could help Obi-Wan, it was the wisest, most experienced Jedi.

"Worried you are." He greeted me after I bowed respectfully to him. "Obi-Wan falling away from us he is."

"He barely talks to anyone, even his own Padawan." I told Master Yoda about what I was thinking and Master Jessie's insights.

Yoda sighed as I was done. "Sensed this I have. Talk to him I will. Stay with Meagan right now you should."

I nodded, wanting to be with my friend. I gave my respects to the elder Jedi, knowing he could help Obi-Wan and went back to the infirmary.


**Obi-Wan's point of view**


After Anakin fell asleep on the couch, sensing he didn't need my tension, I took a long hot shower. I let the water run over my back, as if it would release the tension, the pain of my life, and of my vision. I still had no idea of what to make of this vision besides refusing to let my wife go without a fight. Was it real or was it my fears putting themselves into my dreams and visions? So, instead of doing something, I let myself fall into quiet thought, not wanting to disturb everyone with my private nightmare.

After showering, not feeling any better, just cleaner, I put some new clothes on, then left the apartment, letting Anakin get some rest. I wondered around for a bit, taking in the quiet peace of the Temple. It was refreshing to be out of the Healer's wing for a while, but I felt guilty by leaving Meagan.

I finally found myself in a back corner of one of the meditating rooms, leaning against a wall, watching the water from the Temple Garden's river, flow through the room and into a fountain. The slow gurgle of the water was all that I heard. This was one of Qui-Gon's favorite spots in the entire Temple and the peace my Master found here was eluding me.

I'd finally closed my eyes for what seemed like seconds when I felt a stick poking me in the chest. Knowing Master Yoda wanted my undivided attention, I slowly opened my eyes.

His gaze was sad as he took me in. He shook his head, long moments later. "Slept you have not."

I wanted to bury my head in my hands, but resisted the urge to. "I can't...Every time I try to sleep or meditate, I see their faces......" Chocking on my tears I couldn't continue, still remembering my visions with vivid detail.

Yoda stared at me with compassion for a long moment before speaking. "Seeing them in visions you have?"

I nodded, well knowing I couldn't keep this from him and maybe Master Yoda could help me decipher them. So, I told him what I saw in my vision.

"Terrified you are that coming true this is." I looked down, knowing fear lead to the dark side, but Yoda had more to say. "Always in motion the future is. True this could be, warning it could be too or your own fears you are seeing. No matter what, strong you must be, strong for your wife and daughter. Need you they do."

"But I can't reach her. It's like she doesn't want to be reached."

Yoda poked his stick at me again. "Giving up are you?"

"No Master." I shook my head. "I just don't know how to reach her."

Yoda gazed at me seriously for a long moment. "Find a way you will, but decide to come back she must. Encourage her and comfort the little one you can. Misses her mother's light she does. Reach her you can."

I nodded, feeling the older Master feeding me his strength. Master Yoda placed a gnarled hand on my forehead. Knowing what he was doing, I opened and relaxed my mind, allowing Master Yoda to work. I slowly felt my body come to rest as Yoda pushed me back slightly. I closed my eyes, allowing the Force to move through me.

"Rest young Jedi." Yoda's voice was soft and soothing. "Rest." I barely heard his voice again as I finally feel asleep where nothing haunted me.


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I woke again several hours later, feeling more rested than I had in a long time. Slowly rising, Master Yoda's words still sinking in, giving me strength and courage. Winding my way through the Temple I went back to our quarters. I rummaged through the kitchen, actually getting a small bite to eat. Glancing around, I realized Anakin had awoken and had left. Not wanting to disturb him wherever he was, I went back to Sasha's room. We had furnished most of it and it was like her presence was already present. I let my fingers run through a stuffed animal that was in the crib. The fur was soft on my roughened fingers as I wondered whether I would be able to rock my daughter to sleep with tales of Jedi lore, see her first steps, hear her call me Daddy for the first time, help her hold her first lightsaber, see her grow as a Jedi and fulfill her dreams.

Sighing, I went back into my room, still feeling Meagan's Force presence, strong and bright. Closing my eyes, laying on the bed, I fell asleep, picturing my daughter's laughing eyes, with Master Yoda's words ringing in my head.


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It was during the middle of the night that I awoke again. Since I just couldn't seem to go back to sleep, I ventured into the kitchen, making a nice cup of tea. It always seemed to soothe and calm my nerves. I've never discovered if something in the tea physically helped me or just the psychological effects of thinking it helped me. As I sipped on the tea, I glanced through the darkened apartment to see Anakin asleep on the couch. I couldn't help, but smile at his peaceful form. Putting down the cup, I walked over to him, pulling a light blanket over him. He stirred before sitting up.

"Master?" He came awake though his eyes were sleepy.

"It's alright Anakin, go on back to sleep. I didn't mean to wake you." I told him, perching on the edge of the couch.

He nodded as he settled back against the couch, yawning. "Have you been up all this time?"

I shook my head. "I've actually slept a lot lately."

"Good." Worry laced his eyes. "We've been worried about you as much as Meagan and Sasha."

"Master Yoda and I had a long talk earlier today." I sighed before continuing. I still didn't want to disturb anyone with my visions, but Anakin did need to know why I've shut everyone out, especially him. "Anakin, this past two weeks haven't been easy on any of us, but I've been having visions."

His eyes widened as he asked. "You mean about Meagan and Sasha?"

I went on to tell him about them and why I'd become very quiet lately.

He sat there quiet for a moment or two before speaking. "Did Master Yoda say if they would come true?"

"None of us know that, including Master Yoda. However, we will find a way to reach them."

"But how?" He asked me.

I sighed again. "I'm not sure, but there must be some way, through Sasha most likely. That's what Master Yoda was suggesting."

"Master, I'm sorry about all of this." He spoke back into the quiet several minutes later.

"What for Anakin?" I asked him, surprised to see the guilt on his face.

"This is all my fault." I was extremely confused and it must have showed on my face because he continued rather quickly. "I've been jealous of Sasha lately and acting childish sometimes. But, I swear Master, I'd never wished anything like this to happen."

I placed a hand on his shoulder. "Anakin, it's not your fault, nor is it mine. It just happened. Though I wished I was there or they wouldn't be fighting for their lives."

He looked down at his hands. "Me too, but I'm still sorry. Neither of them deserved this and neither do you."

I squeezed his shoulder. "Thank you Padawan. I'm sorry too for shutting you out, but you've always been there whether I wanted it or not." I looked down into his eyes. "To be honest, I don't know how I would have made it through this without you."

"Your welcome Master." He smiled and touched the hand on his shoulder. "Now what are we going to do?"

I managed a slight smile. "Find some way to reach them and keep doing what we've been doing."

"We'll think of something." He said confidently before asking. "If you don't mind telling me, what did Sasha look like?"

"About the same as before, the red hair with blue-green eyes, taking mostly after Meagan. She was so little, so precious, I just hope I can hold her someday soon."

"Master I can't even imagine that nightmare you had, but they will come through this."

I gave him a teary smile, glad to have his support, words not really being necessary.

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It was the next morning, after a good breakfast that Anakin and I went back down to the Healer's wing to find that nothing had changed since yesterday. Disappointed, I sat on the couch, stretching out with the Force sending my wife love, strength and support. Like before, I barely got her Force sense and nothing in reply.

Anakin with me, I reached past Meagan toward Sasha. Her Force light wasn't as bright as it had been before the incident, but it was there. She stirred at the touch, but today she actually seemed to acknowledged us, taking in the strength, comfort love and support we were sending her. She didn't send any responses back to us, but knew it was a start, a start at doing everything we could do to save their lives.


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