From Earth to Star Wars, Part II

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.

Chapter Fifty Eight

Meagan's Point of View

Deep in sleep, I allowed my mind to slowly come awake, the beginnings of the conscious awareness of my surroundings. The sunlight streaming around the edges of the dark curtains, the feel of the blanket covering my rather tired body, the feel of flesh on flesh as I lay curled next to Obi-Wan. I found I didn't want to wake up, as if it would shatter the memories of the night before, as the rather passionate displays still replayed in my dreams.

Even as I fought waking up, a gentle smile spread across my face as last night certainly
ranked right up there with our wedding night and the one where Sasha was conceived. Not to mention it had taken nearly a week for it to happen. Only several days after I was cleared of my charges, Obi-Wan and I were certainly trying to get back to normal, when a few kisses decided to turn into something a bit more. Well, until Dede called me, ranting me out when she heard from Jema that I had not been expelled from the Order. By the time I had explained everything, the mood was gone. The following night, after a nice quiet dinner, as Sasha was in the creche, and just as things started to heat up, Anakin came over with Quantum Physics and well...there went the rest of our romantic night.

Then I remembered the next night as we could barely get a few kisses in as Sasha decided to throw several tantrums that ended with her climbing out of her crib. Of course the last time, she fell, nearly breaking her wrist, twisting an ankle along with getting several bumps and bruises. Needless to say, we spent half the night in the Healer's wing and once we got home, at nearly three in the morning, I climbed into bed with a finally sedated and sleeping Sasha and fell right to sleep. The rest of the next day Obi-Wan and I took turns taking care of her and rearranging her room to get a regular bed as we didn't need her falling out of the crib again. So of course by the time the evening rolled around, we were too tired to even attempt at sharing anything except a few good night kisses.

However, luckily last night, with conveniently forgetting to get Sasha from Anakin, we had the night totally to ourselves and finally, I felt at one with Obi-Wan once again. I yawned into his shoulder, snuggling closer against him, extremely pleased he hadn't risen with the sun like he normally did.

Obi-Wan gently stroking my hair aroused my mind and body even further awake.

I blindly reached up, trying to swat his hand away. "I'm sleeping."

I felt more than heard his chuckling. "Sure you are."

I finally opened my eyes, glaring up at him. "I'm not now." I pushed myself up, trying not to grin too much when he grunted as my elbow meet his chest. "All right Mr. fair knight in shining armor why are you waking me from my beauty sleep?"

His lips twitched upward into a mischievous smirk that sent thrills of warning through me. "Maybe I was thinking about doing something."

I shifted my head slightly, grabbing a shirt and slipping it on. "If you insist in waking me, I should at least get breakfast."

Obi-Wan raised an eyebrow, feeling the edges of my shirt, obviously disappointed. "You spoiled such a lovely view."

I fought to roll my eyes, but felt the warmth creeping into my cheeks. "Give me substance and I might give you what you want."

Obi-Wan gently pulled his body away from mine, slipping some underclothes on. "I guess you deserve breakfast in bed.." He turned and kissed me fervently. "As long as the shirt is gone when I get back..."

I laid back in the bed, giving my husband a look. "You'll just have to wait and see won't you?"

He leaned down, his lips inches from mine. "It'd better be." And with that he turned and left the room, leaving me laying in bed, giggling like a little school girl with her first crush.

Third Person Point of View

Several weeks later, Sasha Kenobi and Gwenth Placek were in one of the schoolrooms in the Jedi Temple's initiate wing when two other younglings started a squabble. The teacher led them to a corner of the room, to settle it away from the other children.

Now Sasha didn't normally go looking for trouble, but trouble often seemed to look for her. The two children were watching, Pasty and Flor, the clans miniature bear mascots. "I want to pet them."

Sasha smiled. "Me too. Hungry they are."

"Master feeds them now. We can help."

The two youngsters found the food in some nearby drawers, dragging it to set it by the cage. Once ready, they eagerly opened the large cage door then reached inside to pet the animals. After a moment or so, they pulled out the bowls and set them aside. Then they reached for bags of food to pour into the bowls, but having small arms and hands, the food spilled all over the floor. They bent down to clean it up, not realizing they had left cage door open. A few minutes later, when the mess was about cleaned up, Sasha looked back up only to find the cage empty.

"Uh-uh..." Sasha suddenly had a very bad feeling.

"What uh-uh?" Gwen stood up and looked at her friend.

Nearly shaking, Sasha pointed at the empty cage. "That uh-uh."

Gwen's mouth formed an o as her eyes went wide. "Find them we must."

So, the two kids immediately started to look around rather frantically for their pets. But it was no use. Two fast moving miniatures bears were loose in the Jedi Temple.

"Do you two care to tell me what is going on here?"

Sasha and Gwen stood up and bowed their heads as they realized they had been caught. Stumbling over their words, they managed to convey to their Master what had happened.

"Well, we will deal with you later." The Master told them, obviously not happy about the situation. "First we need to find them. You stay here with the other younglings."

Together the two younglings watched as their teacher called for help. But it still took nearly two hours for practically the entire Jedi Temple to find the two class pets and put them back in their cage.

It was after everything calmed down that the two youngsters stood alone with the entire Jedi Council. "Would you two explain to us why the entire Temple was turned upside down, looking for two miniature bears?" Master Mace Windu spoke after a few minutes.

"Wanted to pet them."

"They were hungry too, wanted to help our Master feed them."

"Sasha and Gwen we expected more from you." Windu said. "I know you know better."

The two young girls tried their best not to squirm under twelve pairs of eyes, as Master Yoda spoke.

"Remind me of your Father you do." He pointed his ginger stick at Sasha, then turned to look at Gwenth, obviously including her in the punishment. "Take care of your friends you will, everyday, next three weeks you will. Responsibility, learn you will."

The two children glanced at each other, knowing they got what they deserved.

"You will receive your instructions from your Creche Master." Windu dismissed them. "You may go."

"Yes Masters." The two politely and respectfully bowed and then left, joining their Master on their way out.

Yoda stared at them as they left, deep in thought.

"What is it?" Windu turned to Yoda, knowing the elder knew something.

Yoda finally turned back to the other as the door shut behind the younglings. "Clouded with darkness the future is. Light of beacon in that darkness, Sasha always is."

The Masters turned thoughtful, all thinking about Master Yoda's statement as well as wondering if they were going to survive having another Kenobi youngster around.

Obi-Wan's Point of View

Inhaling the rather familiar sense of being home, I stepped into the entry way, slipping
off my robe and hanging it on the nearby hook. Glancing down the hallway, I felt a stab of disappointment. Sasha obviously wasn't home or she would have already plowed me over, telling me what her day was like. However, as I walked through the apartment, looking for Meagan, I caught sight of Sasha lying on floor, coloring. She didn't even look up as I took a few steps towards her. Something was wrong.

"Hello Sasha."

Her fingers froze around the crayon she was holding. "Hello."

I crouched down in front of her, looking at her coloring book, immediately picking up her signature of red trees and purple bears. "And what's this a picture of?"

Sasha dropped her eyes, shrugging slightly.

I reached out to put a hand to her forehead, hoping she wasn't getting sick. "Honey, do feel okay?"

She nodded. "Yes Master."

Sasha certainly didn't feel hot, but with that answer, I certainly knew something was very wrong. She only called me Master in the presence of other Jedi. Sighing I straightened up, taking a few steps to a chair and sat down, patting my lap. "Come here, Sasha and tell Daddy what's the matter."

She turned, gazing at me with big eyes, but she obeyed, slowly climbing up on my lap.

"Now, what happened today?" I asked her gently as she sat stiffly on my knees.

"I was a bad girl." Her lower lip began to tremble. "We got into trouble."

I rubbed her back in comforting circles, wondering what she did that caused such a radical change in her behavior. "It can't be that bad honey."

Sasha shook her head, telling me exactly what happened. When she was done, she looked down at her hands, which were folded in her lap.

For a moment I didn't say anything. I knew we didn't need to punish her, her own guilt and standing in front of a full Council was punishment enough. However, we discussed what happened.

"You've been a little quiet tonight." I brought up as I climbed into bed with Meagan that night. "Is something wrong?"

She shook her head as she nestled into me. "Maybe. I just don't know why I wasn't expecting today to happen."

"Meagan, children do..." I stopped short as I caught the look on her face. "What do you mean?"

She smiled slightly. "I guess I should prepare you. Sasha's action today came very naturally." I could certainly see my wife in our daughter, but Meagan didn't stop there. "I was close to five years old when I took in two hurt cougar cubs, which are completely wild and dangerous animals, even if they were just babies."

"I take it your parents were quite furious." This sounded more than just interesting, and I quickly grew anxious to hear the whole story.

She nodded against my chest. "Beyond furious as well as terrified. Those big cats are quite known for being fiercely protective of their young and that mother was mad, stalking our place for days afterwards."

"What happened?"

"If I remember it correctly they called some animal control groups and they took care of things from there. Luckily no one was hurt, animal or human." I glanced down and saw the ghost of a smile. "Except that I couldn't sit down for at least a week."

"But I take it you didn't learn your lesson very well." If my wife's current personality was any clue, the lesson hadn't sunk in at all.

"Well, I never drug anything that dangerous into the house again, but everything else from baby birds to my friends were fair game. My mother told me when I was older, that she and Daddy thought I'd either be an animal doctor or a social worker."

"I don't think you've changed too much over the years." I kissed the top of Meagan's head, almost seeing her small hands nurturing an injured animal or helping a grieving soul. "And you think Sasha will be following this pattern?"

She shrugged. "Quite possible."

"Or that she and Gwen just wanted to feed their friends. I wouldn't worry about it too much."

Meagan smiled, the edges of her mouth twitching up slightly. "Obi-Wan, if she does, we're in for it. I caused my parents so much trouble."

"You couldn't have been that bad." I tried to reassure her, but I had the funny feeling she was somewhat right as I could feel it that Sasha was about to become quite a handful. "At least you weren't into any legal trouble or running around with kids into substance abuse."

She pushed herself up slightly, gazing back down at me. "Oh, I was plenty of trouble."

I couldn't help, but smile, running a hand up and down her side. "You have certainly been nothing but trouble since we meet. Sometime I wonder why I even bother with you."

She raised an eyebrow, green eyes beginning to twinkle with mischief. "Oh if I'm such a bother, then I'll just go find someone else to bother."

Meagan made a move to leave, but I quickly grabbed her, pulling her into me. She began giggling as I lowered my head to hers.

"So you don't think we should punish her?" Meagan asked me much later as we tried to continue our discussion about Sasha's most recent episode.

Not being able to resist, I leaned down, leaving a trail of kisses along her neck, managing to answer her question between them. "She knows what she did was wrong and will be taught how to care for the animals properly. Plus standing alone in front of the entire Jedi Council especially at her age is punishment enough. Unless you are thinking otherwise..."

Meagan tilted her head up slightly, giving me much better access to her. She took a deep breath, obviously trying to compose herself. "We've both talked with her, so it should be okay...that feels so nice...don't stop..."

I raised my head from her neck and felt her groan of disappointment all the way through me. "You know, we're not going to get much discussed if we keep distracting each other."

She pushed herself out of my arms. "What did you..."

"We'll talk later." I immediately grabbed her, pulling her back to me, not being able to resist the growing desire to make love to her again. "This can't wait."

Meagan didn't offer any protest as her body more than just responded to my touch.

The next several weeks passed by quickly, Sasha being more quiet than usual. Though she was slowly getting back to her normal energetic self and would no doubt cause trouble again. I was quite pleased as the Council kept Anakin and I on planet. It gave me time to spend with my wife and daughter as Meagan and I were throughly enjoying the make up phase. After everything calmed down and when we worked through things, we never really talked about it again. We gotten past it and came out stronger because of it. Why bring it up again.

Meagan was doing alright with being completely grounded, though I could tell by the time her probation was over she would be about to go stir crazy with not being able to leave planet or help out more in her work. However, once I pointed out that she was allowed to stay and it gave her more time with Sasha, she seemed to mellow about it a bit.

During most days, Anakin and I spent the majority of it training and studying. The extended training session, led by several Council members, had been a good one for him. Apparently they had designed it to see which Senor Padawans might be the next ones ready to be knighted, within the next year or two. Apparently Anakin was one of the ones they selected. The Padawans themselves weren't aware of it and neither was I until the Masters told me. I was a bit surprised as he is still so young, but quite proud of how much he has grown recently in not only his abilities in the Force, but maturity as a man. He would be ready soon and I would have to learn to let him go...

"Obi-Wan?" I was jarred out of my thoughts as I heard Meagan calling my name.

"Yes?" I opened my eyes to see her standing right in front of me.

"I just put Sasha down and was going to get a cup of tea. Would you like one?"

"Sounds lovely dear." Glancing at the clock, I didn't realize how late it was getting. "She go down alright?"

I followed Meagan into the kitchen as she began making the tea. "Tonight yes, but only because Anakin wore her completely out today when he took her swimming."

"I never thought someone so little could have so much energy." I drew out two mugs from the cabinet. "Keeping up with Anakin can be difficult sometimes. I'm going to be too old to do it with her when she gets to be his age."

Meagan just laughed before patting my check. "What happened to the Force is always my ally?"

I couldn't help, but smirk. "Sometimes I wonder if it takes trouble making toddlers into account."

Meagan laughed, the sound warming the room. I reached out and pulled her close, enjoying the feel of her soft form in my arms. Right where she belonged.