Disclaimer: All characters except for Meagan, Sasha and a few minor other characters, belong to George Lucas, and we are not receiving any profit off this work of fiction.

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 Twelve

"You shouldn't kiss me like this"
Written by Toby Keith

I've got a funny feeling
The moment that your lips touched mine
Something shot right through me
My heart skipped a beat in time
There's a different feel about you tonight
It's got me thinking lots of crazy things
I think I even saw a flash of light
It felt like electricity


You shouldn't kiss me like this unless you mean it like that
Cause I'll just close my eyes and I won't know where I'm at
We'll get lost on this dance floor spinning around
And around and around and around
They're all watching us now they think we're falling in love
They'd never believe we're just friends
When you kiss me like this I think you mean it like that
If you do baby kiss me again

Everybody swears we'd make a perfect pair
But dancing is as far as it goes
Girl you've never moved me quite the way you moved me tonight
I just wanted you to know
I just wanted you to know

*******

"Let's go my love." Obi-Wan gave my arm a gently squeeze as I was talking with the ladies in the rec. center a couple days later.

I smiled at him and then turned back to the other women. "I'll catch up with ya'll later." We bid our good byes and Obi-Wan and I soon left.

As we stepped out of the building, he took my hand in his, instantly reminding me of the night we spent in each other's arms. Though nothing else happened that night, I still tingled at the feel of his arms around me. Shaking my thoughts away before he could sense them, I immediately started talking. "So, what's on the agenda today?"

We had already talked to Cavorino about our theory. The only thing he could think of was that a nearby mineral plant wanted to buy the resort, but once he turned them down, they left. He didn't think they were capable of doing something like this in order to get the land. We also asked them about anyone that might be holding a grudge against anyone and he didn't come up with anything.

"We're taking a ride out to the Deguanie Mineral Plant and see it for ourselves." He turned to me as we came up to the rental shop. "It's about the only major lead we have right now. So, we're going to check it out."

We picked up a transport and drove over there. It was about an hour or two from the retreat center, so it was a prime location for them to buy the retreat center. The plant was a major corporation in the system and I was amazed that Cavorino didn't sell out half a year ago.

We arrived there and looked around a little before doing the "tourist tour." Some major government or other such places have museums or visitor centers where people can learn about it. So, that's what we did and by asking pointed, but curious questions we found out who owns it, runs it, what they do, who they trade with it, how much land they own and where, what do the locals think about it, and much more.

Obi-Wan and I were definitely beginning to think that this was certainly a possibility, but there was no evidence that the managers were scamming to acquire more land. We were frustrated as we headed back to the resort.

"What now?" I asked as I started up the speeder. Obi-Wan had climbed up from behind, slipping his arms around my middle, making me tingle all over.

"Get with Qui-Gon to see if Bannon Gull is connected to the plant. There's got to be something that is connecting everything together."

I nodded and flew back to the retreat center.

*******

Obi-Wan and I went over the info Qui-Gon had collected concerning the staff and guests. Only three of them were some how connected to the Deguanie Mineral Plant. One of the staff members had a husband that worked there, but he was not in a position to pull something like this off. One of the guests had donated money over the years, but why would they come after the center if they were after the guest and ones that supported their cause as well? And the last person was Gull. Now all we had to do was put the two together. He had worked in the plant for a while, but seemingly quit a few years ago. The information we had didn't tell us what he did from then until now.

"Could he be a spy?" I asked suddenly, the idea just coming to me.

The Jedi turned to me, curiosity written upon their features. "What do you mean by spy?"

"It's really simple. He 'quit' and went undercover and started working on a way to get a hold of this land." I paused as they considered the idea. "Think about it. Maybe he wanted out and so they killed him, making it look like a suicide. How high up was he before he quit and how much has he been a guest here since he quit?"

The two Jedi began to pour over the information again, realizing my insane idea had some merit. We didn't find enough evidence to put him to the stolen items, but we were getting much closer.

"I told you so." I smirked as Obi-Wan and I settled down in bed together that night.

"So you might have figured something out." He asked me as I yanked some of the covers over to my side of the bed.

He gave me a look and yanked them back. "Might have?" I snuggled down into the warmth of the bed, tugging at the covers again. "Admit Kenobi, I won it this time. You'll see that I'm right."

He grinned as he waved the light off with the Force. "We'll just see about that."

*******

The next several days proved to be frustrating as we tried to find out anymore about our theory. Qui-Gon finally told us to calm down, to let the Force guide us and that something would eventually happen. Obi-Wan and I admitted that he was right and continued to play the cute young married couple out even though his presence was beginning to have the strangest effects on me.

It was late one afternoon after spending some time with other guests that I stepped into our warm room, rubbing my gloved hands together briskly. Obi-Wan came out from the bedroom.

"I was wondering where you were." He commented, his accent coming out strong. "That storm is getting pretty fierce."

I shook the snow and ice off my large jacket. "I'm fine."

He started toward me. "Then how come your teeth are chattering?"

One thing I was beginning to learn that you couldn't get anything past a Jedi, especially one that seemed to read my mind. "So, it's a little cold."

He chuckled softly as he helped me out of my cold wet clothes, well at least the first layer or so. He gently tugged off my gloves. "You're hands are so cold." He took them in his own and rubbed them. "You're trembling." I didn't comment that it wasn't the cold that made me tremble.

Letting go of my hands, he reached out and rubbed my shoulders warmly. "Come here."

I tentatively stepped into his arms as he pulled me against him, but as his warmth seeped into me, I found myself leaning into the embrace. Suddenly, as if he realized he was holding me, the motion stopped. I glanced up to him in surprise to find him watching me. I couldn't quite tell what was in his eyes as our gazes locked.

Time seemed to freeze as I raised my chin slightly and as his head lowered. Our lips were just about to touch when a comlink started beeping. The tranquility of the moment was broken and we were aware of what was about to happen.

Obi-Wan stepped back and pulled out the device. "Yes Master?"

"That storm is getting fierce and I couldn't get a hold of Meagan. Is she with you?"

Qui-Gon's voice sounded so convicting, like he was in the room and caught us. It also gave reason for us to step even further apart as we realized that we were about to cross a line, a forbidden line.

He glanced at me as I pulled out the comlink to find the battery dead. "I'm fine, the battery just went dead."

"Make sure you always check it, especially in this weather." He scolded me.

"Yes, Dad." I answered with a smile.

Qui-Gon chuckled in amusement. "It's going to be another cold night and day, so I'll catch up with you later."

"Goodnight." We both said. Obi-Wan flicked off the communication and headed into the small kitchen. "Did you eat already?"

I nodded my head. "Just picked up something quick in the cafeteria. However, a hot cup of coca will taste wonderful right now."

Obi-Wan smiled and the tension that built up slowly dissipated as we mixed our drinks together.

*******

I could hear the storm still blowing. Thunder crackled and the wind moaned. The room was warm, but I couldn't help but shiver. I was also wide-awake. Turning on my other side, I leaned closer to the sleeping Obi-Wan. 'How could he sleep through the storm was beyond me.' I thought to myself. 'Must be a Jedi thing.'

I lay awake for a while, trying to go back asleep when he stirred.

"You cold?" He asked me, obviously feeling my restlessness.

I unconsciously rubbed my arms. "A little."

Gently he turned me over, and slipped his arms around me, pulling my back firmly against his chest. "Get some rest. We have a lot of work to do during the next several days."

I nodded my head and I feel asleep listening to his heart beating and feeling the rise and fall of his chest. It wasn't until much later on that I realized this trip and more precisely that night that changed our relationship.

*******

I awoke the next morning, still feeling the warmth from Obi-Wan's arms. Well knowing he was still asleep, I didn't move, not wanting to wake him. My mind easily drifted to the kiss we nearly shared. I shook my head at the thoughts that tumbled through my head and the fast beat of my heart at the thought of how wonderful his kiss could have been. I couldn't allow my feelings for him to continue and I tried to shake them off, but they wouldn't go away. It didn't help matters that I could feel he also wanted that kiss for about three brief seconds.

'He doesn't care for me like that.' I mused to myself. 'We were just standing close together, so of course, we just might kiss.' Sighing, I rose out of bed, gently pushing out the Padawan's arms, still not wanting to wake him.

After taking out some warm clothes, I took a shower and got ready for the day. By the time I cooked some breakfast without burning the house down, Obi-Wan was up. (I nearly did that one the other day. Obi-Wan said he would never let me hear the end of it.)

After breakfast, we headed toward the rec. center to play some games with some of the other guests. It was entirely too cold to do much snooping around the grounds and the thought of spending the day in a room with a loud roaring fire, games, friends and a very handsome Jedi was heavenly.

"How did you two meet and fall in love?" One young lady asked us between games.

I nearly panicked at that question, but the gentle squeeze of his hand on my own calmed me as Obi-Wan answered the question.

"We met on a ship that was being taken over by pirates." He paused for a second or two, both of us remembering the day we met. "We were both held hostage and the rest is history."

I looped my free arm around him, leaning closer. "Don't let him fool you, he saved my life that day." Well, technically both Qui-Gon and Obi-Wan saved more than just my life that day, but that was a close to the truth as we were going to get. "And afterwards I decided to keep him."

Everyone laughed as Obi-Wan gently fingered some curls. "No, I decided to keep you."

"That's so sweet." Some one commented a minute or so later as we smiled at each other.

Through the next several hours, we talked and laughed about each other's lives back home. When they asked about my father-in-law, I just laughed and said he was more likely than not, curled up in his room with a good book. Obi-Wan just laughed, knowing I had Qui-Gon's day down pat.

Of course, the suicide and other instances were brought up.

"I think there was some guest, just playing practical jokes and left, which is why nothing has happened again."

"But what about Gull's death?" Both Obi-Wan and I were all ears during this part of the conversation.

The man shrugged. "No one knew him really. He was just depressed and decided to take his own life."

The debate continued on for a few minutes and despite the negative look I got from my husband, I couldn't help, but ask if anyone actually knew Gull or seen him the day of his death. The room grew quiet as they all shook their heads, then immediately changing the subject.

Early that evening before the storm picked up again, we all headed back to our rooms for the night. We stopped by Qui-Gon's room to see how his relax full day was. As we discussed things, we realized as long as this late storm blew, nothing might happen. So, we were just going to have to be patient a little while longer.

*******

Through the next day or so while the weather stayed extremely cold, we mostly just hung out in our rooms or one of the rec. centers with other guests. By now all three of us were making friends and I hated to deceive them, but the Jedi nearly convinced me it was for their own safety that we continued our charade. However that wasn't the only reason why I was beginning to become worried about this whole thing….I was actually enjoying being "married" to Obi-Wan Kenobi.

I was waiting for Obi-Wan to return from an errand he ran one evening as I mixed up the sauce for the noodles at the stove while keeping an eye on the cooking pasta. The dish was a lot like what we called spaghetti.

"What smells so good?" He walked into the room ten or so minutes later, shaking the snow off his outer robe.

"Spaghetti." I still called it that, just to annoy him.

He just gave me a look as he waltzed into the small kitchen. "Father is with some others so he won't be joining us tonight."

I just nodded as I turned, bringing out the bowl of fruit, placing it on the table. "Go wash up."

He raised his eyebrows, but did as I said. "You're starting to sound like a wife."

"Aren't I supposed to?" I grinned at him, turning off the fire from underneath the sauce.

He dried his hands on a nearby dishtowel as I began to drain the hot water from the pasta. "Yea."

I set the pot of noodles back on the stove. "I assume you're hungry."

"And what gives you that idea?" He stuck his finger in the sauce.

I gave his hand a playful slap. "Maybe because you're already eating."

"Meagan, ou…" He pulled his hand away, feigning hurt.

"Stop acting like a baby." I pushed him away. "Get us something to drink."

He grumbled, but drew out two glasses and filled them with water. "Now you sound like a nagging wife."

"Watch it, I feed you."

He put the glasses down on the table, then came back to face me. "And who taught you?"

"My mother did." I admitted, staring him back.

"Very funny." He took a step closer. "Admit it, I won this round." Obi-Wan and I always seemed to be sparing, physically or with words. Tonight, however, was more like a major flirt session.

I also debated whether to admit it or not, but the man's closeness was entirely too much. I had finally admitted after our near kiss the other night that my crush was not going away and was becoming much stronger. Now, as we gazed into each other's eyes, it hit me hard that I was falling in love with Obi-Wan Kenobi.

"Meagan." He reached out, gently caressing my cheek with his hand.

I tilted my chin up slightly, closing my eyes, wanting the kiss. Our lips were just about to touch when the doorbell rang rather loudly. However, it did the job of making us realize what we were about to do. Stepping away, Obi-Wan went to go get the door.

*******

I could feel the tension build as Nallyie Confrod and her husband left our apartment after dinner. My lips tingled with that second near kiss. I still wasn't quite sure what to make about this turn in our relationship. But was it really a turn? I mean, we didn't exactly kiss, but I wanted it more than anything I wanted before.

I felt so drawn to this man, this Jedi Padawan that wasn't even from my own world. I felt a connection to him that I didn't share with Seth, Mom, Dad, Lisa or any other close friends. There was something about him that my very soul cried out to.

However, the last thing I needed was to become seriously attached to Obi-Wan Kenobi.

Shaking my thoughts off, I cleaned up dinner while Obi-Wan studied something in the living area. After the last of the dishes was put away, I scurried off to the refresher. I decided I needed a long cold shower. However, since it was snowing outside, the cold only lasted a few seconds till I turned on the hot water.

After I changed into some warm clothes, blow-dried my hair, I sat down on the bed, brushing out my long locks. I didn't even glance to the living room to see what Obi-Wan was doing. As best as I could, without putting our mission at jeopardy, I planned to stay away from him. As hard as it would be, I didn't need to be spending any more time with a man that I was beginning to fall in love with. That was the last thing either of us needed, though I dreamed that night of what his kiss could have been.

*******

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

I tried to study the notes I'd been taking throughout the mission. However, my mind kept wandering to the woman who was just right in the next room. I ran a frustrated hand through my hair

I let my mind recall the near second kiss in the kitchen just that evening. I could nearly taste her soft lips pressing against my own. I'd been wondering for days if she was as sweet as she smelled, which must have been sweeter than any flower.

And those dark red curls cried out for someone to touch. Sure, I'd touched a few loose strands now and then, but earlier all I had wanted to do was bury my hand in the depths as I kissed her.

I took a deep, calming breath, trying to let my strong feelings for Meagan go. I turned back to my work for about twenty minutes when Meagan's flowery smell drifted into the room as she brushed out her hair after the shower she took. I resisted the strong urge to go in there to take her into my arms and kiss her senseless.

'No.' I told myself. 'I can't allow myself to get attached to her. I won't do either of us any good.'

Then how come she lights up your life? How come she knows you better than anyone except for Qui-Gon? This connection between us was strong and our friendship was starting to become something else when I first wanted to kiss her several days ago.

However, I well knew both our futures would be destroyed if we acted on our deepening feelings. As I finally headed into the bedroom for the night, long after I heard Meagan turn in, I firmly decided that I couldn't fall in love with her.

*******

I slowly awoke the next morning as the sun started to shine through the window by our bed. I sighed, thankful the storm was over, glad that we could get back to our investigation and then get back to the Temple and end this game Meagan and I were playing. Suddenly a small voice seemed to say 'like you are just going to shed your feelings for this strong woman the second you step back on a transport?'

I rolled over to my side, seeing Meagan's form curled up, still deep in sleep. She looked so peaceful, so utterly beautiful with her hair falling around her. I still could see her eyes, which were a deep sea green that I could stare into for hours. Stifling a groan, I rose out of bed, knowing if I didn't get up now, I would end of taking her into my arms and that was something I knew I couldn't do.

For the next several days, things continued to stay quiet around the retreat center. However, both Master and I had the feeling that something was finally about to happen. One of the things I learned was that patience was extremely necessary in everyday life and as a Jedi. During this time, I also had tried to ignore Meagan as much as I could, lest I let my feelings take over and kiss her. I had the distinct impression that Meagan had decided to do the same thing, knowing as well as I did that a romantic entanglement between us wouldn't help us any. However, every time we looked at each other, and our eyes happened to meet, I nearly wished she was my wife and could kiss her any time I wanted to… I sighed as I stretched out with the Force, reaching into its calm peace, finding and basking in its bliss, letting my feelings for the young woman go.

*******

**Meagan's Point of View**

Obi-Wan and I were coming back from a small nearby town one afternoon with some other friends. Since it was a little warmer and close by, and both of us needed some exercise, we walked back alone. We were nearly back when I got an insane idea. I stopped to bend down to pick up some snow.

"Uh-uh." I heard Obi-Wan mutter under his breath, well knowing what I was doing and turned to flee.

The next thing I knew, we were in a heated snowball fight.

"Stop." I yelled, trying to protect myself from the unset of a flurry of snowballs. "You're using the Force."

"You started it." He called back. He put down the snow he was rolling into a ball and looked into my eyes.

Instantly I started to feel a growing sense of dread. "Oh, no." The only thing I could do was to turn and run.

Obi-Wan was after me and I was soon being tickled by his strong arms as they wrapped around me. "Stop."

We struggled for a moment and then ended up on the ground, all tangled together. To defend myself from the relentless Padawan, I started to throw snow on him.

"Ah." He howled.

"Truce?" I asked, but still held a snowball firm in my hand.

"Truce." He agreed and then we helped each other off the ground.

"Thanks." I said as I got my footing. I glanced up to find his eyes, which I couldn't begin to describe what color they were, on me.

Our gazes locked and I realized the strong Force connection I felt wasn't one sided. His arms were still around me and slowly they tightened. My breath caught in my throat as he lowered his head.

"He's going to kiss me." I thought fleetingly as I automatically closed my eyes and lifted my face. This wasn't the first time this had nearly happened.

Our lips were only inches apart when he stopped. I knew he was contemplating whether he should or should not kiss me. Through the Force I could feel him struggle with his growing feelings for me.

After a moment, he reached up and stroked my cheek. Smiling, I anticipated his lips on mine. I sighed as his lips settled softly on mine, gently caressing my own. I leaned into him, returning the touch, but seconds later loud voices could be heard. Reluctantly we both pulled away, realizing the tranquillity was broken, but a new development had taken place, in our relationship and on our mission.

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A.N.: Were you wondering if they would ever kiss? Did we fool you and make you think they wouldn't? LOL. Yes, Meagan and Obi-Wan finally did kiss at the very end of the chapter. And as you can finally see, he also has feeling for her that go beyond friendship and that is something they are really beginning to struggle in. And from the reviews, most of you have already picked that up.

Another thing we enjoyed doing with this chapter, besides the kiss build up was adding the song to the beginning. We have found a handful of songs, mostly by accident that seems to fit a certain part of the story line. Toby Keith's "You Shouldn't Kiss Me like This," also happens to be a favorite of ours and so we added it here considering they both want to kiss each other, but know it shouldn't happen. Just as a side note, not every chapter will have a song to it, but there will be another couple coming up in this first part. Also when we put a song in the chapter, all the words might not fit the story but the main theme of the song fits with that particular chapter.