Disclaimer: All characters except for Meagan, Sasha and a few minor 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 Two: Is now Post TPM by about seven years. (Anakin is somewhere over sixteen.) Meagan has been back for about three plus 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. Meagan and Sasha are finally completely healed from the shoot out incident and our now back home. Their adventures continues as events in the Republic start to build........

Chapter Thirty Three,

**Anakin's point of view**

In the gentle hum of hyperspace, I put down my work and stretched out on the small sleep couch. It was entirely too short with my legs hanging over the edge. However, it wasn't that bad since I was nearly exhausted from the mission. I put my head down on the pillow and was out within seconds.

As I slept, the Force swirled around me, images circling in my mind, igniting my curiosity. I saw five figures running from an army of white uniformed soldiers, followed by two droids. Bullets were flying every which way as two of them ignited lightsabers, protecting the others. I concentrated on the Jedi, trying to make out their features through the darkness, the blue and purple blades barely allowing me to make out his blond hair and her red locks. Sasha. My interest in the battle intensified, seeing Sasha as a Jedi Knight.

The two kept deflecting bullets as the army advanced. I could hear the hum of the ship that looked like a bucket of bolts as it lifted off slightly, advancing toward the Jedi. Suddenly, I felt a darkness approach, something I hadn't felt since that Sith took Qui-Gon's life. I found myself yelling at them to run, to escape the swirling darkness and the man in black.

Luckily, Sasha and the other Jedi turned and Force leaped up the ship's ramp as it flew off. I continued to watch as the ship flew in circles, taking hit after hit. I wanted to scream at them in frustration, wishing I could fix the hyper drive as it exploded.

"Sasha." I woke up gasping for breath, wondering if it would happen and why the black capped Sith felt so familiar to me.

Reorientating myself to the quiet hum of the ship, I reached into the Force, trying to calm down. It was just a dream. The future was always in motion and Sasha's destiny wasn't set. Sighing, I tried to get back to sleep, but it didn't work. Knowing that my concentration level was shot to pieces, I rose from the couch to find Obi-Wan. School work could wait.

"I'll see you when I get back." I heard his voice as I entered the cockpit of the ship. Glancing over some computer terminals, I could see Meagan's hologram figure, holding a wiggling Sasha in her arms. "Meagan, why don't you put her down?"

I approached them as I heard her answer. "If I put her down, she'd try to get out the front door, again."

I had to cover my hand over my mouth to keep from laughing. Sasha was already becoming quite a handful, full of energy and curios about everything around her.

Obi-Wan smiled. "Sasha can't get out and we've baby proofed the house. She'll be fine."

Meagan raised an eyebrow as she leaned over, putting the young one on the floor. "If everything is in pieces when you get back, its your fault.."

"Fair enough." Master chuckled as we watched Sasha crawl out of the picture. I couldn't believe how much faster she was getting at that! "Is she doing alright?"

"She's been pretty cranky the last few days. Several of the intiates are out with bad colds. I hope she's not getting sick."

"Just keep an eye on her and away from the ones that are sick. We'll be home by tomorrow afternoon anyway."

"Good." Meagan sighed and glanced away, toward wherever Sasha had crawled to. "There's a lot going on right now, though I don't know if you heard. "

"Heard what?" He asked, leaning forward as I came to stand by his side, just as interested.

"The separatist sections in the Senate are joining together and are starting to form some sort of union." Every since the Trade Federation tried to take over Naboo, certain guilds, Senators or factions, had brought up those ideas of pulling away from the Republic, saying it wasn't working anymore. But nothing concrete had happened as yet, but I had a bad feeling about this.

Meagan's voice brought me out of my musings. "I don't like this. Everyone around here is worked up about it."

Obi-Wan and I glanced at each other, well knowing things just might continue to come apart in the next few years. "We should have seen this coming, but most everyone thought it might fade away."

"There's a lot more to this, Obi-Wan. Count Dooku has been appointed their leader."

Obi-Wan's face immediately became a mask as my mind raced to figure out who Count Dooku really was. I heard that name somewhere before......

"What is the Council doing?" He finally asked a few moments later.

She shrugged lightly before quickly gazing away, keeping an eye on Sasha no doubt. "They haven't released a Temple statement yet, but its been getting around that they've been meeting about it."

"Thanks for telling us that. Now I won't go into shock hearing about it when we get home."

Meagan nodded. "I'd better go, so I can get Sasha down for a nap. We should be here when you get back home. We missed you."

"Us too. See you soon. Give Sasha a kiss from me...."

"And me." I couldn't help but butt in.

Meagan smiled. "Sure. See you soon."

We said our goodbyes and closed off the transmission. I sat down in the co pilots chair, making the pretense of checking on the ship. However, what I really wanted to know was who Count Dooku was.

Obi-Wan turned in his seat to face me. "Count Dooku was a Jedi, but left the Order some time ago. He believed that the Senate and the rest of the Republic was growing too corrupt to function properly, that it wasn't protecting the people, meeting their needs, verses making a bigger government. He also thought the Jedi were becoming the Senate's puppets." He sighed as he continued on. "I know there are problems in the Senate, we all know that, but Dooku could have stayed and tried to work through that problem instead of leaving the Order. Anyway, from what I know, he was a powerful Jedi and could have helped the Order right now."

"Did you know him?" I had a strange feeling that we were all somehow connected.

"Not directly, but he was a legendary swordsmen around the Temple."

That answer was entirely too abrupt. There was more. "Master?"

He raised an eyebrow. "He was also Qui-Gon's master."

That explained it. "Then you must know more about him than most Jedi."

"He rarely mentioned his own Master and I got the feeling it hurt Qui-Gon terribly when Dooku left the Jedi. Eventually I just learned to drop the subject."

In Obi-Wan talk, that also meant end of subject. The separatist talk had upset him and he wasn't certainly going to open up to me about Qui-Gon and Dooku now. "Do you want anything to eat? I was going to fix some dinner."

He shook his head. "I'm fine Anakin."

I stubbornly held my ground. "You haven't eaten all day. You might as well get something now unless you want that wife of yours to pick a fight." I paused as we laughed together. "She will you know."

He nodded and rose. "You win, Padawan."

"Good." With that we left the cockpit, heading back to the small kitchen in the cruiser we were flying, the dream nearly forgotten with the news of the separatist movement. But something deep inside made me feel that the two were somehow connected together, though I had no idea how.

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After arriving on Corscant, while Obi-Wan made reports to the Council, I was allowed to do as I pleased. I dumped my stuff into my room, then made my way up to my Master's room. Obi-Wan might not be back for a while, but I wanted to see Meagan and Sasha.

After ringing the bell, I waited till Meagan let me in. Before the two had married, neither Obi-Wan nor I had a problem with me just walking in, but once I nearly caught Meagan fixing to shower shortly after their wedding. So, now, for the most part, I rang the door bell.

"I take it Obi-Wan is downloading the Council?" She asked me as she answered the door.

I nodded, looking closely at her, noticing she looked a bit peaked. "Are you alright?"

"I'm fine." She sighed as we walked into the living area. "Sasha's running a slight fever. I hope nothing is seriously wrong."

Alarm slammed through me at the thought of Sasha being sick, but common sense came back. All kids get sick. "Did you call the Healer's?"

She nodded as we sat down on the couch. "Yes."

"And?"

"Make sure she gets plenty of fluids, rest, keep her cool and they sent up some medication. Master Jessie told me if it gets too high to bring Sasha in."

I smiled. "Meagan, it will be alright. The Healer's don't sound too concerned. It's just a cold."

She managed a slight smile. "I know that's logical, but my baby's sick."

I shook my head slightly. "Trust me Meagan. Now I'm starved. What is for dinner?"

"I just picked up something from the cafeteria." I heard her as I went into the kitchen and started searching for it.

"I thought we could wait for Obi-Wan to get back." She said as I found the treasure, my stomach rumbling.

"He could be quite a while. You know how the Council is." I found it hard not to roll my eyes. "He won't mind and if makes you feel better you can wait and eat with him."

Meagan smiled as she watched me eat. "I swear, Anakin Skywalker, when was the last time you ate?"

"Had a little this morning for breakfast." I told her before taking a big gulp of water. "This is good."

She laughed before Sasha's cries broke it up. A few minutes later, she returned, holding Sasha close to her. Her face was slightly flushed, but smiled when she saw me.

I put down my fork and opened my arms as Meagan put Sasha in my lap. Putting a hand on her cheek, I could tell she was a little warmer than normal and one look into her eyes, I could tell she wasn't feeling well. "It's alright. You'll feel better soon. Uncle Anakin is here."

I rocked her gently as I managed to finish eating as Meagan prepared a bottle in the kitchen.

"I mixed her medicine in it. She hasn't been that hungry, maybe you can get her to drink it."

I nodded as I took the bottle, then guided it to Sasha. She drank only a little before spitting it back out. "Come on Sasha, it's good for you and it will help you feel better. Uncle Anakin wouldn't give you something that would hurt you. I promise."

She gazed at me, seemingly to understand before working on it a little more. After protesting a second time, I put the bottle down, knowing she was finished.

So for the next while, we took turns rocking Sasha as I told Meagan parts of our mission. Of course, I left out the part where Obi-Wan and I had to fend off twenty armed men. She didn't need to hear that part and my Master would make me meditate for three days straight for freaking his wife out like that.

"It's good to be home." I stretched out on the floor, my back against a wall, Sasha asleep on my chest. "Of course, I still have school work to catch up on."

Meagan smiled slightly. I could tell she was anxious to see Obi-Wan again. "I'm sure you'll do fine."

"We'll see about that." I tried not to make a face at that, but quickly changed the subject. "Besides the separatist thing, what's been going on around here?"

. She sighed. "Not much I'm afraid. Everyone here and in the Senate is in a almost uproar."

"It might just calm down for a while." I suggested, though I doubted that one. "Have they announced any sort of plans?"

"None." She shook her head no. "Just that they're working on forming up a more solid union. I don't know much else."

So much for asking her more about Dooku. Sighing, I took a sip of the last of my water as Obi-Wan finally walked in.

Meagan got up and went to him, throwing her arms around him. Several long moments later the two came back in. Very reluctantly I allowed Obi-Wan to take Sasha from me. She barely stirred at the change as she nestled close to her Father.

"It's all right pumpkin, you'll be better soon." He rocked her for a moment before turning to Meagan as he sat down on the couch. "How long as she been ruining a fever?"

"Since last night. The Healer's said it was just a slight cold and not to be too concerned."

Obi-Wan nodded before gazing back at her. "How are you?"

"I'm......" She sighed as both of us looked at her. "A little motherly concern, and a little tired, but I'll be okay."

I looked down as Obi-Wan gently kissed her and I heard him tell her. "Why don't you get some rest? I'll take care of her."

After Meagan gave us her medication instructions, she headed off to the bedroom. Obi-Wan turned back to me.

"Did you eat everything in the kitchen?" I was nearly insulted by that, but the twinkling in his eyes and voice gave way to his teasing me.

"No." I acted like I was insulted, but he knew I was playing along. "I left just enough for you."

"Thanks Padawan." He said, almost a bit sarcastically as he placed Sasha in my arms. "Can you hold her while I eat?"

"Of course." I said, wondering why he even asked.

It was later in the evening after Obi-Wan ate and such that I headed back to my own quarters, wondering what type of night the Kenobi's might have with Sasha being sick.

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"Well I'm a grown man And as strong as I am Sometimes its hard to believe That one little girl, with little blonde curls Could totally terrify me If you were to ask My wife would just laugh She'd say "I know all about men How when tough little boys grow up to be dads They turn into big babies again"

1.

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

After Anakin had left, I made sure that the kitchen was cleaned up and everything was settled down for the night. Picking up Sasha, I took the bottle I had prepared for her and went into her bedroom. Settling down with her in the rocking chair, she easily fell asleep after drinking the bottle for a few minutes.

Resisting the strong urge to hold her all night, I placed her in her crib and quickly left the room before I changed my mind. I watched Meagan sleep for several minutes before changing clothes and settling into bed next to her.

Later that night, I turned slightly, wondering what had awakened me. Meagan was still asleep, curled into me, her palms laying flat on my chest, her hair in waves around her. I took a deep breath, inhaling the sweet, flowery smell of my wife. How much I missed her while Anakin and I were gone. Nothing except my duties as a Jedi could surpass the peace I felt when I was with my wife and daughter....Sasha.....

Stretching out with the Force, I realized Sasha was waking up. Knowing why I was aroused out of a deep sleep, I gently tucked Meagan into the covers and quietly got out of bed, heading into the baby's room.

Sasha was sitting up in bed, crying softly. When she saw me, she lifted her small arms, indicating she wanted to be picked up. Leaning over, I lifted her up and cradled her close in my arms. As she nestled close, I could tell she was still fighting a fever, but it hadn't risen any.

I rocked her gently in my arms, humming a soothing tune. As I moved slowly around the room, I marveled at the protectiveness I felt, that I didn't even like a slight cold hurting my daughter. Gazing down at her as she fell back asleep, I couldn't help but feel a shiver of terror run through me before I vanished it into the Force. I had done a lot of things in my life, but I was sometimes clueless when it came to raising a very Force sensitive child. More than once I wondered if there was something I should be doing, especially if she was going to save the Jedi as Master Yoda predicted at her birth.

Just then, Sasha woke up, crying in my arms. "Shh....it's all right Sasha, Daddy's here." I guess, in her own way, she was telling me she wanted her Father and not a Jedi.

I continued to soothe her as I sat down in the rocking chair. "I love you my little one, very much and everything is going to be alright." I kissed her red curls as she finally fell asleep sometime later. Even after that, I continued to rock her back and forth, not noticing that I was also drifting into sleep.

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The sunlight trickled through the window's curtains, making me realize morning was here. Blinking my eyes against the light, I immediately realized that I'd fallen asleep. Glancing down at the curled bundle in my arms, I smiled slightly at seeing her stray curls falling over her forehead. Gently pushing them back, I noticed her fever was down slightly.

Glad that she was feeling at least a little better, I slowly stood, not wanting to wake her and worked the kinks out of my muscles. Adjusting Sasha against me, I wound my way through the apartment to find Meagan still sound asleep. Then with my little Jedi still tucked close I went into the living area and prepared myself for another day.

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AN: Sorry it's been a long time since we've updated. Both of us have been pretty busy, just like everyone else is today......But thanks for being patient and still read our story..........We put Anakin's and Obi-Wan's point of views to get another perspective and to do something different. The next chapter should be out pretty soon and will have some more from Meagan.

Just to let you guys know, in the book of Episode Two, the Jedi are very much aware that Count Dooku is the leader of the Separatist, so that's where we got the views, ideas and such that Obi-Wan and Anakin discuss. So, since this story is only about a few years away from Episode Two, we thought we might start building a little toward it.

Just as another note, the song featured in this chapter is called "Tough Little Boys." by Gary Allan, Don Sampson and Harley Allen. We've both been waiting for a time to put that song into our story since it seems to fit Obi-Wan's calm Jedi nature to being a loving Father.

Dimonah Tralon: Thanks for the review......we had no clue really to know how the doors work, we just thought it was really cute. You could be right! Thanks again!

And for our LOTR quote from "Fellowship of the Ring." Gandolf and Pippin in the mines after the Hobbit knocks the skeleton down the well.......poor Pippin

"Throw yourself in next time, Peregrin Took and rid of us of your stupidity."