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

From Earth to Star Wars

Part One: Pre-TPM

Meagan travels from Earth to Star Wars and becomes friends with Qui-Gon Jinn and

Obi-Wan Kenobi

Chapter Ten

"Tell me one more Meagan." Serrica begged me as I finished telling her about how I learned to drive a car one afternoon when I stopped by for my daily visit.

I nearly gave in at the smile on her face. She had come far in her healing since I was first assigned to her two months prior. "You need your rest and I'll be back tomorrow."

She sighed as I stood up from my chair. "Promise?"

I smiled as I gave her a quick hug. "I promise. As long as you keep working on your exercises." Just recently she had begun to get feeling back into her legs, but hadn't been able to walk. However, she had wanted to get better, and be a Jedi Knight, just as her Master would want her to do.

Serrica smiled. "I will."

"Good." With that, I turned and left.

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I met up with some friends for lunch outside of the Temple just a few hours after I left Serrica's room that same day. As I came back to the Temple from the restaurant, I marveled at how my life seemed almost normal now. Just a couple months before, right around my birthday, I had discovered that despite some homesickness now and then, I had adjusted to life here. I enjoyed my job thoroughly, made friends and was especially close to two certain Jedi. I was satisfied with the fact I had learned to read most Basic. My karate or defense skills were sharp and I could even fly a ship, among other things. I could survive pretty much on my own, which would mean living outside of the Temple. Of course this didn't mean I wanted to, but I must admit, it felt good to know I was not a helpless female dependent upon others for survival.

I still was deep in thought as I wound my way through the living quarters of the Temple that I felt someone come up from behind me. "Hello Obi-Wan."

"Afternoon Meagan." I could hear the smile in his words. "So much for surprising you anymore."

I laughed as I palmed the door to my room open and the Padawan followed me in. "Well, that's good to know."

"Very funny." He commented dryly.

"Where's Qui-Gon?" I asked as we sat down by the small dinning room table.

"Helping with some saber training classes." He said to me, smoothing a spot on the table with a hand. "How's Serrica doing?"

"Better." I told him in brief what happened that morning. "Any ideas?"

"What if you took her out of the Healer's wing?" Obi-Wan suggested, rubbing his chin, deep in thought.

"Take her to where?" I immediately asked, thinking that I knew where he was going with this.

"Try the gardens and bring some of her friends if you could. They must be wanting to help her and she needs a change of pace and scenery."

I considered this for a moment, then began smiling. "I think you are right."

"Do you mind if I come along?" He asked as we began making plans for it.

I smiled into his deep colored eyes, extremely pleased at his enthusiasm and help regarding a young masterless Padawan. "Serrica would love it. Besides she said she wanted to meet the Jedi that brought her Bvarian chocolate."

Obi-Wan laughed. "So that's where it went."

I shook my head as I got up to make us a pot of tea. "Well, you gave it to me to do as I pleased and it seemed to motivate her."

"Well, I knew I got it for a good reason." We smiled at each other as he helped me with the tea and for the rest of the afternoon we didn't say much, but just enjoyed each other's company.

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True to his word, Obi-Wan did help me get permission to take Serrica out of the hospital for a while on an afternoon about a week or so later. We rounded up several of her friends and had a picnic in the peaceful Temple gardens. The young Padawans and senior initiates seemed to love spending time together and encouraging Serrica. Through out the afternoon both Obi-Wan and I could already see the differences that it was making in Serrica. Being out and about and with friends seemed to keep her heart, body and soul on the healing path she was somewhat treading on. Now, I could make out the determination in her sapphire eyes.

"Thank you Meagan." She said later, extremely tired, as I helped her back into bed that evening. "I never realized how much I needed that."

"It was Obi-Wan's idea actually." I tucked the covers around her small frame, suddenly feeling like a mother.

She smiled briefly, fighting sleep. "Then tell him thank you when you see him next."

"I will." I reached over and turned off one of the lights in the room. "Now, get some rest and I'll see you tomorrow."

She nodded and as I turned to leave, she spoke again. "Meagan, I'm going to walk again." She had mentioned that before, but never before had I heard such conviction, but also all heart. "After this afternoon, I know Master would want me too and I'm going to do it for her."

I squeezed her hands in support, fighting the tears welling in my eyes. "That's exactly what we all want and there is no doubt in my mind that you will walk again."

We shared a special look and she yawned, finally giving into sleep. I sat there for a few minutes, watching her sleep peacefully. Finally I rose, turned out the other light and left the Healer's wing.

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Over the next several weeks, Serrica and I continued to work on her healing. The Healer's and the entire Temple was surprised at her progress of lately, given her grim prognosis just months before. However, they seemingly were not surprised that I was somehow involved in the life of the young Padawan.

While thinking of this, I couldn't help but remember Obi-Wan's words about how I helped people, especially the children, since I was brought to this galaxy and how he thought that was why I was here. Maybe, I continued to muse to myself, it wasn't one event that brought me here, but the lives of many and many events that the Force wanted me to be involved in. That felt right, considering some of the helpless children of all races and species that I came into contact with. But there was a missing piece. I wasn't sure what it was, but somehow I knew that Obi-Wan Kenobi was involved in my destiny here. How, where and when I still hadn't quite figured out yet, but something inside told me that my adventures with him were far from over.

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It was just a few weeks after that when Serrica started walking again. It, of course, was just baby steps and hobbling at that, but the joy far surpassed the small steps. I firmly believed that as her heart and soul started healing from the events in her young life, she found the desire to walk again. Once she moved past her deep grief, she realized her Master would want her to live. Then once her stubbornness and determination that I learned were a very much part of her, returned, it was only a matter of time before she was back on her feet again.

Though Serrica really didn't need me much anymore, I continued to visit her and help her along when needed. I still brought her the Bvarian chocolate and shared a few more Earth stories with her. (By now the entire Temple liked hearing those. More than once I had tucked little toddlers into bed with stories of Earth.)

One afternoon, I was talking to myself about how I could help Serrica with her homework since she recently decided to get back to studying, when my comlink started blinking.

"What is it Qui-Gon?" I spoke into the device, immediately recognizing the pattern.

"Obi-Wan and I just got out of a Council meeting." He paused for a moment and I thought he would be telling me that they were leaving again, but his next words shocked me. "You've been assigned to come with us. We're leaving shortly."

My mind spun into action as he gave me only the details of where to met them and to pack for cold weather. Also, the Jedi Master didn't tell me what planet we would be traveling to, but none of that really didn't matter to me at the moment. I smiled to myself; I was finally going on another mission with Qui-Gon and Obi-Wan.

After packing, I met the two Jedi at a hanger a little ways from the Jedi Temple, both obviously ready to leave. Qui-Gon was talking to who looked like to be the pilot, so Obi-Wan greeted me.

"Ready?" He asked me, a smile on his face.

"Yes." I nodded my head. The Temple was wonderful and I loved my job, but to get off for a short trip was a wonderful idea. "Where are we going?"

"Deguanie." Obi-Wan and I turned and boarded the ship. "It's several days travel. I hope Master told you to pack warm clothes."

"He did." We turned down a hallway and headed toward the passenger's sleep rooms. The ship we were traveling in seemed to be more of a luxury line than a functional transport. It was a lot like the ship that I found myself in when I first arrived from Earth now nearly a year ago. "Don't worry, Obi-Wan, I'll be fine."

"I know." He said as we stopped at some doors. "These are ours."

I nodded and entered the closet one. I threw my bag on the bed and turned back turned Obi-Wan. "So, what's this mission about?"

He stepped further into the room, making sure the door slid shut behind him. He set his bag down on the floor and then turned back to me. "Master didn't want to explain this over the comlink."

I raised my eyebrows, wondering what was so secretive.

"Ritz Cavorino, who owns and manages a retreat center on Deguanie, reports that his patrons have been reporting strange occurrences as of the last month. Small items, not so much expensive valuables, have been stolen from different places in the center. It's been more unsettling than anything else, until there was a suicide last week. Cavorino suspects that it was actually a murder. He asked for some help and we will go undercover. That's why we need you since the culture of Deguanie is family orientated."

I felt the hair on the back of my neck prickle and not just from the events that had occurred on Deguanie. "You and I are Qui-Gon's kids?"

Obi-Wan turned, so I couldn't see his face, but I could tell he was a little uncomfortable. "Not exactly. I'm his son, but you are my wife."

I felt my jaw drop open at that announcement, or bombshell was more like it. "Wife? Whose idea was that?"

Obi-Wan turned back toward me, now almost amused. "Master Yoda's actually. The Council thinks that we will appear non-threatening as a family. That way we can discover how and why this has been occurring and bring the guilty parties into custody."

I sat silent for a moment or two, contemplating this turn in my life. "Okay, husband what are our names and how long have we've been married?"

"The Council gave us our names and it's important to remember them. I'll call Qui-Gon father and you can too or by his first name. We've been married about two and half years and we are just on a vacation with my father."

Obi-Wan glanced at me when he was done debriefing me about our cover story. "Are you okay with this?"

I nodded, but then a startling thought occurred to me. "Are we going to be sleeping together?"

"If you mean in the same room and probably the same bed, yes."

"Just checking." I said, wondering if he knew what I really referring to. He just gave me an odd look and I just shrugged. "This ship leaving soon?"

"Yes dear." Obi-Wan said, smiling. "By the way, our undercover work starts right now."

"Now?" This plan sounded fine for the mission, but I would have liked to have a few days to get used to it.

He gave me a slight look of concern. "I'm not used to it either, but we will adjust."

"Easier for you to say." I mumbled under my breath, but he still heard me anyway.

"Meagan, I know this is a lot to take at once, but the crew and passengers are from Deguanie. We need to be tourists to even begin our mission."

"I'll be alright honey." I nodded, understanding it.

Obi-Wan nodded as we left the room, heading for the cockpit. As we walked down the corridor, he slipped an arm around my shoulder. Taking his cue, I leaned my head against his strong shoulder.

We entered the cockpit and found Qui-Gon still conversing with the pilot about something or another, obviously trying to aquatint himself with the planet. Obi-Wan and I met other passengers, ate dinner with two of them and then headed back to our room for the night. It was a bit uncomfortable for a few minutes as we got ready for bed, but we are adults and managed to get through it.

"Do you actually sleep with that?" I asked, referring to his lightsaber, as I climbed into bed, to the far side so he wouldn't have to crawl over me. At least on this part of the trip we would be sharing a bed, since sleeping on the ship floor was not very advisable. However, the small suite we would be staying in on planet, we would probably take turns sleeping on the couch.

"If we are in danger, depending on the situation, yes. Of course, in all circumstances, I keep it within reach." He said as he crawled into the bed behind me and settled the covers around us.

Lying on my side, I closed my eyes, trying to get to sleep. Earlier, I had decided to pretend he wasn't there, but his closeness was now undeniable. I could feel his warm breath tickle the back of my neck and his masculine scent filled my senses. This was going to be a long mission.

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AN: We do hope you enjoyed this development in the story. We did want Meagan to go on another mission with the Jedi, but as said earlier, didn't want to rush it, so Serrica was added. The next several chapters will have more adventure in them and there will be an emphasis on Meagan and Obi-Wan's relationship. Hopefully they will be a little longer and posted shortly, though with the Christmas season, we're not quite sure when that will be. Thanks again for reading....Have a Merry Christmas and Happy New Year……