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From Earth to Star Wars: Part Two

Chapter Sixty Four

Meagan's point of view

"Senators from around the galaxy are beginning to gather back at the Capital for the

upcoming vote on forming an Army for the Republic....." The news broadcast would have gone on, but it suddenly flicked off.

"I was watching that." I crossed my arms across my chest, glaring at my husband.

"That's exactly why I turned it off." Obi-Wan's stance was firm. "Meagan, just let it go."

I marched up to him, poking him in the chest. "I didn't spend all that time working on defeating that bill to not know what's going on."

"And Senator Amidala doesn't tell you everything?" Obi-Wan's face was carefully blank, but I could sense what he was getting at.

"She's my friend. The Council can't tell me who I can and can't spend time with." I had a bad feeling about this. "Besides she's not even here right now. She's not coming back till closer to the vote."

Obi-Wan raised an eyebrow. "That's exactly what I mean. Just be careful."

"What's that supposed to mean?"

He sighed before answering the question, his strong hands gently rubbing my tense shoulders. "Just that. Just because your probation is over doesn't mean that they aren't keeping a close eye on your activities."

I stared back at him before stepping back. "Alright."

"Alright?" He stared at me for a moment, slight disbelief showing in his eyes before it vanished. "You're walking quite a dangerous line and all you can say is alright?"

"Obi-Wan, I'm not going to get expelled." I gave him a dry smile. "Trust me, I don't want to go through that again."

He gazed back at me again before speaking slowly. "Please, Meagan, just stay out of this."

"Alright." With that I turned and headed into the kitchen to start dinner.

"Now what's this about the Senatorial Inauguration Ball?" Obi-Wan asked me as I was shifting through my closet, hoping I had something suitable I could wear. He must have seen the invitation still laying on the kitchen table.

"The opening ball to the Senate's next session." I told him. "And you'd better make sure your dress robes are clean."

"We are going?" He stared at me, obviously not quite liking it. "Why?"

"I was invited." I told him. "It's just a formal get together. Nothing too bad."

Obi-Wan rubbed a hand across his face. "Meagan, I don't think it's a good idea."

"Actually Mon Mothma invited me. I think, after saving her life, it would be rude of us not to attend."

Obi-Wan sighed, obviously giving in. "Alright, I'll go with you."

"Thank you." I turned back to my wardrobe. "Now, if I could just find something to wear."

"You have several dresses that would be suitable." He looked completely clueless.

"I wore that one last time we attended something like this." I motioned to the one he had just pointed at. "And the others are all pre Sasha."

"Pre Sasha?" His gaze quickly scanned me, still looking confused.

I rolled my eyes. Men, even Jedi Masters, sometimes were completely clueless to the ways of women. "Please tell me that you have noticed certain areas never did go back?"

His eyes raked me over again, settling just a few moments longer on my chest. "Well, I guess I have."

I shook my head. "Anyway, they mostly fit, but I don't think you'd want me showing everything off." I turned back to my closet. "Maybe I should call....." My voice trailed off as something caught my eye. "The black one. I completely forgot about this one."

"You have a black dress?" He looked shocked. "You never wear black."

I started laughing. "Oh, Obi-Wan, you are so clueless sometimes. Every woman has a 'little black dress.'"

He just shook his head. "Meagan, wear whatever you want to. Now what time is it at?"

I refreshed him about the details as I straightened the wrinkles out of the dress. "You are going to behave aren't you?"

"Meagan, I'm always behaved." With that he turned and left the room.

Once he was out of earshot, I burst out laughing.

Throughout the following week, the tensions with the coming vote kept growing. Though I was actually beginning to look forward to the coming ball. On that night, after seeing Sasha to Anakin's, I began to get ready. Standing in front of the mirror in the refresher, I finished the last touches of my hair and make up, quite pleased with the final results. Stepping out of the fresher, I took the black dress that I'd left hanging over the chair and slipped into it. "Honey." I called to Obi-Wan who was finishing dressing on the other side of the room. "Can you zip me up?"

The back of my dress suddenly closed. "Thanks." I smoothed out the front, liking the feel of the satiny dress. It was off the shoulder and was a bit form fitting to the waist then flowed softly down. There was a bit of a train in the back, but wasn't too long in the front. I glanced down, glad that the dress wasn't too low cut. Turning I placed a hand on the chair and managed to slip one high heel on, then the other. My feet immediately protested. I hated wearing these kind of shoes.

"I hope I can stay on my feet." I complained as I straightened the dress, turning to face Obi-Wan. "We should be leaving."

"I'm ready." He slipped a long robe over his dress clothes and turned to face me, stopping in his tracks.

He didn't say anything for long moments and I smoothed the dress again, nervously.

"Do I look okay?"

He opened his mouth and closed it again, finally finding his voice. "Meagan, saying your beautiful isn't doing you justice."

I stepped forward slowly, smiling. "Thank you."

He kissed me gently. "Come on love." He helped me with an outer wrap before we left for the Grand Senate Hall.

"Meagan, it's so good to see you." As Obi-Wan and I entered one of the many ballrooms in the Senate's complex, I was immediately greeted by Mon Mothma, reaching out her hands to grasp lightly in mine. "I'm glad you could make it."

"Thank you for the invitation." I smiled, certainly glad to see her again. "I'm pleased that we could make it."

The three of us talked for a moment or two before we started to wind our way around the room.

"I heard you were here." I turned from looking at a painting hanging on a hall in a brief quiet moment to find the Senator from Andelosia standing in front of me. He hadn't come with us on our brief tour, but he certainly wasn't voting for the Army Bill.

I smiled hello as he briefly squeezed my hand in greeting. "Yes, Mon Mothma invited me."

"I'm glad that she did." He smiled, taking a sip of his drink. "You look quite lovely tonight."

Absently, I smoothed down a wrinkle. "Thank you."

"Can I get you a drink?" He leaned forward placing his free hand on the wall, leaning slightly against it, facing me.

"I'm fine." I told him as I asked him how he was doing. We were discussing his most recent project on his home planet when Obi-Wan approached us, slipping an arm around me, his hand tightening possessively and nearly painfully on my hip. "I'm sorry, Senator Roberts, but I don't believe you've met my husband."

"No, I haven't had the pleasure." The two men quickly made their introductions and made rather polite but nearly cold small talk before the Senator left just a few moments later.

I stared at his retreating back then turned to my husband. "What was that about?"

"Forgive me my dear," Obi-Wan whispered quite dryly, sipping on his drink, finally loosening his grip on me. "but I don't care for other men making a move on my wife."

"We were just talking. I think you're imagining things."

"He was leaning, which implies intent." He started to lead me from the main room into another smaller one. "Meagan, when I interrupted him, he gave me quite a look. He certainly didn't like the fact that I was moving into his territory." He smiled slightly. "Of course you took care of me saying anything when you introduced me as your husband."

I shook my head, but decided not to say anything, but he continued.

"And that little black dress is staying in the closet next time." He pulled me into his arms as we stepped onto the dance floor. "I've caught one too many men taking a few too many glances your way."

I smiled into his shoulder. "And here I thought you were enjoying my company. But you men were just acting like jealous school boys."

He opened his mouth to say something, but chuckled slightly as he caught me giggling. "Meagan whatever am I going to do with you?"

"Oh I don't know." I managed to venture, smiling at him. "I guess you have the rest of your life to figure that out. Meanwhile, I'll just keep telling you what to do."

"You already do."

"Do I?" I gave him an innocent look.

He just shook his head, his eyes twinkling with amusement.

"Tonight, I would also like to pay honor to a very special lady who risked her life to save someone else's." Palpatine continued on through his normal start of session speeches.

Mon Mothma had come up to me, taking my arm, leading our way through the crowd. I suddenly didn't like what was going on as the Chancellor rather dramatically reminded everyone what had happened when I plowed the Senator to the ground and helped catch the assassin that tried to shot her.

"Due to the rather courageous actions of Meagan Kenobi about eight months ago, Senator Mon Mothma is standing with us today." Palpatine came around from his stage, taking my hands. "On behalf of the Republic we thank you for your dedication, sacrifices and courage. We are in your debt."

The room burst into applause and I felt my face grow warm as Mon Mothma and I exchange a hug. Of course over the next few minutes, I was practically over run with press and Senators and everything in between. Luckily my husband took pity on me and managed to pull me away. Taking a sip of the drink he handed me, I glanced up at him as he raised an eyebrow asking me silently.

I shook my head, letting him know I hadn't a clue about this. I was going to say something, but we were soon interrupted.

Both Obi-Wan and I were quite relieved when the evening began winding down. I had enjoyed seeing a few of my friends again, but all the attention Palpatine created was wearing on my nerves. Obi-Wan was certainly behaving himself, but under the surface, he was not that happy about it either and equally ready to go home.

"I'll hail us a cab." Obi-Wan said as he handed me the outer wrap that I'd worn to ward off the cooler evening air.

I followed at a slower pace, glad to be heading home. I slowly walked down the steps of a platform, my feet beginning to ache. However, after a long night, I wasn't completely watching what I was doing, took another step, not noticing the edges of my long dress catching on the front of my heels. Quite shocked, I slowly began to notice that my feet had stopped, but the momentum and the force of gravity still had the rest of me going forward. A sudden fear of free falling through space filled me as I instinctively reached out to grab a rail that was non existent and I grasped nothing but air. I tried to get my balance back when a strong arm wrapped securely around my waist and I grasped tightly unto my husband's arm.

I breathed a sigh of relief as I straightened myself up and looked up into his eyes.

"Easy love." Despite the long night, a bit of amusement shone in his eyes as he squeezed my waist reassuringly. "Can't have you falling through space now can I?"

Laughing, I managed to slid into the taxi, Obi-Wan following me in. Once we were on our way, I leaned down and slipped my shoes off, feeling the instance relief. "My feet are killing me."

Obi-Wan actually laughed as I shook my head, ignoring his reaction. So for the rest of ride back to the Temple, we remained quiet as I leaned my head against his shoulder. I felt him thread my arm through his before taking my hand. Once we arrived at the Temple, Obi-Wan paid the driver then helped me from the taxi. Not even bothering to put my shoes back on, I carried them in one hand and took Obi-Wan's arm with the other.

After the high powered evening, neither of us said a word, just enjoying the quite peace of the Jedi Temple and the comfort of each other's presences. We walked slowly along, Obi-Wan letting go of my arm before slipping it around my waist. I enjoyed the closeness as we stepped into the lift and watched as he pushed the button that would take us back home.

I leaned up slightly. "Aren't we going to Anakin's?"

"Meagan, he's probably already asleep." He said, still holding me close. "Besides, it's after one and I don't want to chance waking Sasha this late."

"But does he know?"

Obi-Wan nodded as the lift stopped and the doors opened and he helped me off. "I told him that if we got done before midnight, we'd pick her up, but if it was later, we'd get her in the morning."

"Probably for the best." I agreed as we continued the rest of the way in silence.

"It's good to be home." He said as he slipped off his outer robe, before folding it over the chair in the corner of the room before sitting down on the bed.

"It was quite a night." I had to agree as I threw my shoes into the closet before going to sit down next to him as he began pulling his boots off. "Thank you for coming with me. I don't think I would have wanted to handle all that alone."

"With every man eyeing you all night, I'm glad I did." His eyes dropped to the front of my dress. "Just don't wear it again."

"What is wrong with it?" I asked him, really wanting to know what all he saw. "It's not really showing anything."

"That's just it. It shows just enough to let men know you have something. Sometimes that can be more attractive than seeing everything." Obi-Wan reached over, pushing a few strands of hair off my bare shoulder. "Please forgive me, but I don't like them ogling what I have privileges to."

I shook my head, still not quite believing it, but let it go. "Fine, I won't wear it again." I stood up and turned my back towards him. "Can you unzip me?"

"Sure." Obi-Wan reached up and pulled it down before pulling me close, right into his lap. "You do realize you are going to owe me."

"And what, my dear sir, is my payment going to be?" I asked, pulling out of his arms, before stepping out of the dress.

Tucking the dress under my arm, I headed for the closet, feeling his eyes on me.

"Oh I think I can think of something." I could hear a slight tease in his voice. "But I'll take payment later."

I just laughed as I finished changing, certainly knowing what his payment would be. But I certainly didn't have the energy level for something tonight. "That's fine."

"You do realize." He called as I could hear him step into the refresher. "that I'm adding interest."

I shook my head as I hung the dress up before heading to bed. Yawning I pulled back the covers and climbed in. "Remind me next time that you're a loan shark."

He laughed as he settled into bed next to me, waving the light off with the Force. He pulled me close as we shared several sweet goodnight kisses. I was asleep in a matter of minutes.

The next several days, I was certainly glad of being in the Temple as the press wasn't allowed in as they all wanted to either get my picture or score an interview. Apparently what occurred at the ball was getting around everywhere. And to say Obi-Wan wasn't too pleased about my face being splashed everywhere was an understatement. But with the upcoming vote, my fifteen minutes of fame would soon fade away.

"Meagan, maybe you should go with Dede." Obi-Wan suggested a few nights later as we laid in each other's arms.

Dede, just a few days ago, told me she was going to Mandella to help some refugees settle down and asked if I could come along to help. Not that I didn't want to spend time with her and helping people in the process, but I wanted to stay here, especially with the vote so close.

I pushed myself up and gazed at him. "Why? She can handle it."

Obi-Wan sighed. "It's not that she can't handle it, it's just maybe with everything going on, it'll be better for you to be away from everything."

I scowled at him, not liking his suggestion. "I'm staying here. Padme will be here in a few days and I want to meet with her."

"Meagan." Obi-Wan's voice came out as a low growl. "How many times are we going to fight over this?"

"Until you realize that I'm right and you're wrong." I informed him, pulling even further away from him. "And we're not fighting."

"Oh, then what do you call a fight?" I could hear the amusement in his voice, a sure sign that he wasn't that upset with me.

"I haven't slapped or hit you yet. You haven't annoyed me that much." I couldn't help but tease.

Obi-Wan just rolled his eyes. "Oh, yes, the fiery temper of a red head."

This time, I did reach over and lazily slapped at his bare chest. "Now, you're annoying me."

He just laughed as he rolled over to face me, pushing himself up on an elbow. "Meagan, what am I ever going to do with you?"

I stared up into his eyes. "Oh I don't know, let me do whatever I want, anytime I want."

He sighed, well knowing where I was going again. "Just be careful not to get too involved love. There is a possible war coming and I don't want to see you get hurt. You'll be safe in the Temple."

I certainly could see his point and I didn't want Sasha involved in another major battle between my husband and I. "I'll be careful, but I worked so long and hard on this, I just feel this need to know what's going on, to do everything I can so you're not marching off into battle."

He reached out, stroking my face gently. "I know Meagan, but whatever is happening is the will of the Force. We have to trust that it will come out okay."

I leaned into his gently touch and moved closer to his warmth. "I know, but it's so hard, not knowing what's coming."

He laid back down before pulling me back into him, stroking my hair. "I know, but all we can do now is wait."

I wanted to protest, wanted to say I was going to do something, anything, but I wisely held my tongue, knowing that would start a fight. So, I only cuddled against him, hoping that my going with Dede wasn't going to come up again.

However, the next afternoon I met with a few of the Masters, who "suggested" the same thing! Keeping my temper calm, I told them that Obi-Wan and I would discuss things and see. They accepted the answer and I headed back to my quarters. I knew full well it was just a suggestion, but I could hear the tones of their voice, read in between the lines. If I didn't leave with Dede in the morning, it would become order and then I would be forced off planet.

Free of the Council rooms, I began fuming as I stormed back to our quarters. I didn't even care if Anakin was in the room as I glared at my husband. "You told them didn't you?"

He gazed back at me, his face showing nothing. "When your probation ended a bit ago, they asked me how you were doing with the vote approaching."

I wanted to yell at him, but words were beyond how furious I was at him. He was the only one whom I told about the possible trip with Dede. The Council could have only suggested it after my husband told them about it. "Oh, so you ratted me out."

He sighed again, getting up from the table, taking my arm, but I yanked it away. "Meagan, I'm sorry, but we are all concerned that since you've been so closely involved in the past, that with the vote approaching, temptation would be too much. We're almost afraid that if I hadn't been around to talk you out of things lately, you would have jumped right back into the fray. We did it for your own good."

"I can't believe you betrayed me like this."

"Meagan, it's for your own good." He was trying to soothe me, but it wasn't working. "This isn't the end of the world."

"I didn't start fighting that bill to not even be around when its fate is decided." I threw back at him. "I can't believe they are doing this to me."

"Meagan, please." Obi-Wan's voice was calm and soothing. "If you don't go, you know they will more than likely order you, making it much worse."

If looks could kill, Obi–Wan would have keeled over as I stormed past him towards our bedroom. Muttering every kind of obscenity underneath my breath, I began pulling things out of drawers, throwing them every which way.

"Honey, this might not be the best way to pack." Obi-Wan stood cautiously at the doorway.

"I'm going, but only under protest." I yanked out a bag, throwing it down onto the floor. "And don't say anything."

He wisely did as I said as for the next few minutes I threw my things together. I closed the bag and sank down onto our bed with a frustrated groan. He soon was kneeling in front of me, reaching around to rub my back.

I yanked his arm down rather forcefully.

"Sweetheart, you're not going to be able to help anyone if you're this angry."

I glared at him, fighting the calmness I could feel him soothing over our bond. "Stop it."

He didn't say anything, didn't try to touch me again, but I was still feeling my anger start to calm. I kept trying to fight it, but his pull over me was too strong, though in order to break his concentration, I wacked him upside his head with a nearby pillow.

Obi-Wan didn't say anything for a moment, only shaking his head. "Alright. I'm going to ask Anakin to watch Sasha tonight so we can spend some time alone. With everything going on, there is a chance I'll be gone when you get back."

"Fine." I sat for several minutes not believing this. But I did eventually get up and clean up the mess that didn't get thrown into my bag. Not caring what Obi-Wan was up to, I started to run the water into the tub, thinking a hot bubble bath would make me feel better.

I was just sitting on the edge mixing up the bubbles when he came back in, holding two glasses in his hands.

"I thought you might want something to drink." He ventured.

I held out a hand for the drink and once I felt it in my hands, I waved him away with the other. "Feel free to leave anytime now."

"I'm not going anywhere." He flat out told me. "Besides I still haven't collected my payment yet."

I turned around, ready to fire at him, but stopped short as he was standing there in practically nothing. I wanted to will myself not to react, but the next thing I knew we were both settled into the warm bubbles, sipping on our wine glasses.

I tried to ignore him, but the feel of his well toned chest nearly to my bare back and his rather muscularly legs pressing against mine, had my body reacting in ways I certainly didn't want it to. Taking a sip of the wine, feeling my anger at him fading away, but not wanting it to, I scooted up.

"Meagan." His voice was husky and low, sending shivers through my body. His hand slid up my side slowly.......

I closed my eyes, feeling his desires, the rest of my anger and nerves dissolving, my body reacting to his touch. "Obi-Wan."

"Come here." His voice was a growl and his hand was tugging me back. I decided maybe it'd be best not to protest.

The next day dawned bright and early, despite the late night we just had, but it was best Obi-Wan and I didn't part on too bad of terms. I still wasn't completely won over with the whole thing, but I understood why. I said goodbye to my family and with one last long kiss from Obi-Wan, I joined Dede and we soon left.