From Earth to Star Wars: Part Two

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AN: Hello everyone! We hope all our readers are having a good spring! It's already summer here!! LOL!! Anyway, as we are at the end of Attack of the Clones, we thought to explain some things to you really quick here. The next two chapters take place during the end of AOTC, but they are not featured in the book or movie as we have made them up to help bridge the connection between AOTC and the Clone Wars with added Meagan and Sasha to it. We should note that there will be NO wedding between Anakin and Padme, secretive or not (as yet) and that particular issue will be handled/explained during the following chapter. Anyway, thanks again to all our readers and reviewers. Thanks again.

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Isis the Sphinx: Wow! That's a lot of reading, but we're glad you've kept reading them!! Meagan has certainly been an interesting character to get to know. As for Anakin's fate, well, we've gone back and forth about several outcomes....and we're afraid we aren't giving away the ending yet.

Dimonah Tralon: We have been trying to make things different from the movie, but the "good job" line was too good of one to pass up!! LOL!!! Yes, Obi-Wan sassing Meagan was fun to put in, as it kinda of balance the rest of the darkness in the chapter. Thanks again for your continued reading.

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Chapter Seventy

**Meagan's Point of View**

It could have been hours or days later when I awakend next. I lifted my head slightly, gathering my bearings together. Turning slightly, I saw Obi-Wan was still out, either sleeping or in a healing trance. Not wanting to disturb him, I pulled slowly out of bed and fixed myself up a little, finally just tying my hair back into a bun, not wanting to mess with the mass of tangled curls. Leaving the room, I headed next door and found Padme still sleeping peacefully. After leaving her room, I walked back down to the Healers and found Anakin still resting quietly. I held his hand for long moments, wanting him to know someone was there for him, talking to him, hoping the sound of my voice would bring him comfort.

Of course, eventually one of the Healer's who had come back through, told me to find something to eat and then go feed my husband. Not wanting to cause a scene, I kissed Anakin's forehead before leaving. I made my way through the hospital quarters, most of the Jedi in healing trances, when I heard someone calling my name.

"Meagan???"

I turned and saw Garen Muln half sitting half lying in a bed, his leg wrapped. "Are you alright?"

He nodded as I came up to him. "Just a light graze. A little bacta and a healing trace, I'll be fine. Just another day of rescuing Obi-Wan again. He really owes me now."

I couldn't help but laugh. Those two never stopped being boys sometimes. "I think he might say otherwise."

Garen just laughed before looking behind me. "Where is he? Is he okay?"

I nodded, leaning against the bed. "Dooku took a swipe at his arm and leg, but he'll be okay. He's still asleep in our quarters."

He nodded, looking more serious now. "I'm surprised to see you here. I heard you were off planet."

"I was, but I wasn't going to let you boys have all the fun without me."

Garen just laughed, but well knew there was more to it. "I'm sure Obi-Wan was so thrilled."

"Of course he was, but when have I ever done as I was told?"

He just shook his head. "Meagan......."

We talked for a moment or two before leaving. "I'd better go check on him. I'm sure he's awake and wondering where I disappeared too."

Garen nodded. "Tell him I'll catch up with him later."

I gave him a hug before leaving the room, this time for good, stopping in the mess hall, getting something for both of us to eat. I wasn't all that hungry, but I knew Obi-Wan might be and he certainly needed it to help him heal. Then I headed straight for our quarters and as I walked through the transport, it was extremely quiet with most of the Jedi asleep and healing in their quarters or meditating over the events of late. It seemed so eerie, so strange to be aboard a ship of war. I shuddered, not even wanting to think about it.

When I returned to our quarters, I found Obi-Wan just stirring. "How do you feel?" I asked, sitting the tray on the small table, the only piece of furniture in there besides the bed.

He wiped the sleep from his eyes as he stood up, testing his leg out a bit. "Much better, though it's still a bit sore."

I sighed in obvious relief that he was going to be okay. "That's good. I've brought us something to eat. I'm sure you are hungry."

"I'll eat as soon as I check on Anakin." He said as he began to dress.

"Still sedated and doing fine." I gave him the update, stating the healers had nearly kicked me out and that I spent some time talking to Garen. "We can go a bit later."

He didn't seem happy about it, but allowed me to coax him back to the bed so we could eat something. Once our meal was completed, I pushed the tray aside and we just held each other close. I buried my head in his chest, trying not to think about the lives that were lost and now that the battle was over, Dooku's words began to come back, swirling around and wouldn't go away.

"Obi-Wan." I finally ventured into the quiet, wanting to know the truth, told him the whole conversation between Dooku and I, including that I spit in his face. "He said he would protect Sasha from the Sith, saying he used Caddock to try to get to her. Could that even be true? Does that mean he's after her? Or was it just a ruse of some kind?"

"Dooku's obviously joined the Dark side of the Force. Creating lies and mistrust are some ways that they work."

That didn't exactly answer anything except that Dooku was a good liar who made everything seem like the truth. But I wanted the truth. "Obi-Wan would you please just answer me? Is there or is there not a Sith after my daughter?"

He stared at me for a long moment, as if deciding something, before slowly nodding.

The room fell into a rather painful silence as my body began shaking. A Sith wanted my baby. Obi-Wan's arms were warm around me as he began to speak again. "He was correct in saying that the Sith know about you and Sasha and have obviously deducted that you have a purpose and think Sasha is a part of it." His hand stroking the tangles in my hair, continued to soothe me. "They did use Caddock's need for revenge in order to cover their real motives. Of course their plan backfired when you killed him. We tried to track him down, but they evaded us and disappeared again."

"Well, it's obvious that they are still after her."

"More than likely." He sighed before speaking again. "Meagan, Sasha will be safe at the Temple. Nothing will happen to her."

I shuddered at the thought of my daughter, only three years old, and already in terrible danger, that a Sith wanted her for her power, to increase his own. I scowled fiercely, never wanting Sasha to know any of this, to protect her from the darkness for as long as possible.

Sensing my feelings, Obi-Wan's voice was low and soothing. "She's safe, Meagan. Since we know of it and Dooku's involvement, the only way they can get to her now would be to walk right into the Temple and take her themselves, which of course would be truly foolish of them to do so."

"Over my dead body." Eyes flashing over that, I pulled back and stared at him.

Obi-Wan smiled slightly, reaching around to stroke my cheek. "Well, I wouldn't expect any less from you."

"Why didn't you tell me? I certainly deserve the right to know if my daughter is in danger."

He sighed before speaking again, obviously not liking I had found out about it. "Meagan, honey, think about it. You had been through such a time with the whole undercover mission, thinking that Caddock had killed me, then with the bounty hunters coming after Sasha. I thought about telling you afterwards, but just couldn't stand the thought of something else hurting you. I'm sorry I didn't tell you, but I thought, at the time, it was for the best."

I didn't say anything, just staring back at him, blinking the tears away, trying to force everything away, the bodies lying in the dirt, Dooku campaigning for my daughter, Obi-Wan nearly dying, Anakin losing his arm.

"Come here." I didn't fight him as he pulled me against his chest. Wrapped in his warmth, I let the tears fall.

"Meagan honey." Obi-Wan ventured into the quiet as we held each other close later that night. "Before we were led out to the arena, you said you knew I was in trouble. How did you know and where I even was?"

Sighing, I told him about all of my dreams and/or visions. "I felt that I didn't have a choice. I just couldn't sit around, especially after seeing you die." I finished up, explaining everything.

"Meagan, do you know how dangerous it was to chase after dreams and visions?" He asked me gently as he fingered some of the curls that I had yet to tame.

"I know, but after seeing your body vanish and having lost you nearly once before I couldn't take it anymore." I glanced up at him, hoping he wasn't about to let me have it.

He closed his eyes and sighed. "Well, I guess the Force wanted you here for some reason." He paused for a moment, as if thinking more about it. "I'm sorry you felt that. During the whole thing I kept my shields up so you couldn't possible know what was happening."

"You did that alright. There was no way I could rescue you from Dooku because I had no idea where you were." I told him, remembering how I'd gotten lost.

"You gave me quite a start, showing up there." Obi-Wan's good arm tightened around me, my head pillowing against his bare chest again. "I had been thinking of you, relieved that you were safe, away from Dooku. He had mentioned you had come after me, but I didn't believe him, but maybe if I had you wouldn't have been in a battle."

Absently, I reached up and wound my hands through his hair, feeling his regret that he hadn't protected me enough. "Obi-Wan, it wasn't your fault."

He sighed, pressing his mouth to my temple. "I know, but I also feel the need to protect and take care of you, not allow you to fight in a battle."

I couldn't help but smile at that. "But I can take care of myself. I did just fine killing your beast and mine too for that matter, not to mention I was one that got our hands out of the handcuffs."

Obi-Wan actually laughed at this, well knowing I had managed most things on my own. "Yes you did and climbing up the pole was brilliant, but I still like protecting you myself."

I laughed with him, but then grew serious again. "Oh, Obi-Wan, I still didn't like the fact that this movement is gaining sympathy and now this slaughter."

"Our world is changed Meagan, the dark side has clouded everything." He stopped talking for a moment before speaking again. "I think I owe you an immense apology."

"For what?" I asked, completely confused.

"For not letting you follow your instincts about fighting the Army Creation Act." He looked down into my eyes and I could feel his sorrow about it. "I always thought I understood why and your motives, but it wasn't until I first saw the clones on Kamino that I completely felt it. Maybe this wouldn't have happened if I had let you get more involved."

"Obi-Wan, this wasn't my fault or your fault. The Separatist had been preparing for war. Dooku would have made a move sooner or later." I told him, hoping to ease his feelings. "But thank you for telling me. It means a lot to me that you finally understand why I was doing what I was doing."

"Your welcome love." He leaned down kissing me sweetly. "We'd better get some rest. We'll be arriving at the Temple soon and who knows what's going to happen next."

I nodded and reached up, giving Obi-Wan a goodnight kiss. He turned slightly, pulling me even closer against him, deepening the kiss. Whimpering slightly, I cuddled close, eventually falling asleep.

We arrived on Coruscant the following afternoon. Everything was a mass of organized chaos, with the troops everywhere, gathering groups of Senators, their aids and security, the curious public, the press. The injured were immediately sent back to the Temple as well as the bodies of the dead.

Nearly sneaking past some camera crews, I escorted Padme to where Captain Typho was waiting for her a little ways away from all the drama. Once arriving at her apartment, I stood back and watched as her handmaidens fussed over her before they started unpacking her things.

Padme and I talked for a few minutes, catching up on the news that Chancellor Palpatine was granted emergency powers and ordered the use of the Clone Army. After all of that Padme didn't even get a chance to vote. With everything that had happened we didn't even discuss it too much.

"Let me know how Anakin is doing." Padme said as I was about to leave.

I nodded, giving her a hug, hiding the smile of knowing there was something going on between them. "I will. I'm just glad you are okay."

"Me too." Padme smiled, her checks barely hinting a bit of pink. "Thanks to Anakin."

I raised an eyebrow, wanting to get her to talk about it. "He cares a great deal about you."

She smiled, her eyes slowly giving away her true feelings about him. "Anakin is quite special." I think she would have gone on, but one of her aids interrupted us with some Senate business. "I'd best let you go. I know you must be anxious to see Sasha and obviously I have some work to catch up on."

I nodded before we shared one last hug. "Get some rest too. I'll be in touch."

"Yes, I believe Sasha conned Anakin and I into taking her to get ice cream."

We shared a light hearted laugh before Captain Typho gave me a ride back to the Temple.

Normally the Temple was a quiet peaceful place to call home. However, today it was a hive of activity, dealing with the clones, the injured, the rest of the Jedi from the battle and others also returning from other missions and places. Not quite sure what Obi-Wan was doing and knowing he'd be busy somewhere, I didn't bother to contact him. However, I did manage to find out that Anakin was still sedated and would receive his replacement arm sometime soon, but the more serious injuries would be handled first. I wanted to stay with Anakin, but there was so much going on, that I would actually be in the way. So finally I just went down to collect Sasha and we headed back to our quarters.

We settled back in, Sasha happily telling me about her nights with the other younglings and I was quite pleased she didn't know or feel what had occurred and that she also greatly enjoyed the times with the other children when both Obi-Wan and I were gone.

"Where is Daddy?" Sasha asked as I fed her dinner. "Did he find his missing planet?"

Thinking she was referring to Kamino, but wondering how she even heard about it, I made a short reply, not even wanting to even think about telling her what really happened. "Yes he did."

Sasha nodded, sipping at her milk. "But where is he and Ule Ani?"

I sighed, still not sure how to tell her about Anakin. "They are busy with grownup Jedi business. Now finish your dinner."

She looked like she was going to protest, but only turned back to her food. As I cleaned up, hearing her playing in the living area, I tried to think of ways I could explain things to her. Knowing she had to be told, I called her to me. I sat down on the couch before pulling her into my lap.

"Sasha, honey. I'm afraid when Daddy and Uncle Anakin were away....."

"With Aunt Padme?"

I slowly nodded, hoping this would come out alright, that I was doing the right thing. "There was a bit of a fight. Daddy's okay, but Uncle Anakin got hurt, his arm."

"He has an owie?"

"Yes, sweety, a rather big owie." I took a deep breath before continuing, but she quickly asked.

"Did they put a band-aid on it?"

"Yes they did, but it's a band-aid he can never take off."

"Ever?" Her eyes grew wide as she contemplated that.

"I'm afraid so." I held her close. "But he's okay. He can still play with you and needs lots of hugs and kisses."

She sat still on my lap obviously thinking through everything I had told her. Finally after long moments she looked up to me, her eyes more gray than blue, as Obi-Wan's were when he was deep in thought. "So we can still get ice cream with Aunt Padme?"

I had to hide the laugh. Oh, the concerns of a toddler. "Yes Sasha, Uncle Anakin and Aunt Padme can still take you out for dessert."

She nodded and sensing our discussion was over, hopped off my lap and went back to play. I watched her for some time, pleased that she was somewhat understanding of Anakin's injuries, but of course once she saw him, might be another story.

Drawing myself out of my more serious thoughts, realizing it was starting to get late, I gathered my daughter and we went about her more normal bedtime routine. I was rocking her as I told her a story when we heard the front door slid open. I wondered if Obi-Wan was alone, but hearing two voices, I knew Anakin was with him.

Of course, the second the door slid open she literally jumped up and ran toward them. "Daddy."

"Sasha." I followed her at a more sedate pace and saw Obi-Wan sweep her into his arms, holding her close. "I missed you."

"Mummy says you found your missing planet."

Obi-Wan and Anakin laughed. "Yes I did. Thank you for helping."

Sasha was beaming at his compliment, but turned more sober as she gazed down at Anakin's mechanical hand. "Is that where you got your owie?"

"Yes." He slowly reached out, rather playfully tugging at her hair with his new arm. "But you can touch it."

Sasha stared at it, but didn't move, watching safely from her father's arms. "Does it hurt?"

"Not now." Anakin watched as Sasha, with some encouragement from Obi-Wan, as she finally reached out, touching each of his fingers.

"It feels different." She finally said, her small face showing that she knew her Uncle Anakin was okay, but wasn't quite sure about the whole thing.

"It's just like my other one." A twinkle came into his eyes as Obi-Wan set Sasha onto the floor. She barely was on her own feet when Anakin started tinkling her sides. "It can still tickle you."

Sasha's delightful streaks of laughter had all of us smiling and laughing, helping wash away some of the pain of the battle.

"How about a story before bed?" Anakin had scooped her up and she didn't protest only snuggling closer to him, much to my relief.

I opened my mouth to protest, knowing she should be asleep but quickly thought better of it, knowing they needed the time together more. "Goodnight Sasha."

"Night Mummy." Sasha giggled as I kissed her cheek.

Anakin carried her into her room as I turned to my husband. "Did you and Anakin eat?"

He shook his head. "You don't need to fix anything. We can eat in the morning."

"Obi-Wan you might be able to wait, but Anakin is nineteen. I'm sure he is beyond famished." I headed back towards the kitchen to pull out the leftovers from earlier. "Besides you'll get up in the middle of the night anyway, waking me up."

He poured some water into a pot and set it on the stove for some tea as he protested my comment. "I haven't done that since I was a teenager."

I couldn't help but smirk, not being able to help but play with him. "Sure honey, you just tell yourself that."

"Alright then." He said taking out several plates and set them on the counter as I started to heat up the boys' dinner. "When have I ever done that recently?"

I didn't say anything for a moment just finished my chores before turning back to him, slipping my arms around him, leaning against his chest. "You're always hungry after we make love."

He opened his mouth to protest, but quickly shut it again, well knowing I was right. Stepping away, I started laughing as I pulled out the mugs for the tea, thinking a cup sounded good.

Just as he slipped his arms back around me and I could sense he was about to come up with a rather sarcastic comment, Anakin bounced back into the room.

"Well Sasha is asleep." He rather carefully poked his head into the kitchen as Obi-Wan stepped away from me, picking up the kettle as it started to whistle. "Is that food I smell? I'm famished."

I smiled sweetly as I gave Obi-Wan a plate. "Yes it is. I figured both of you might be hungry."

"Thanks." Anakin took the other one before I started to work on the tea, Obi-Wan's voice echoing through my mind.

"This isn't over yet."

I had to hide my laughter as I took the tea into the dinning room.

Several days later, Obi-Wan and I stood side by side watching the mass funeral together with Anakin and Padme standing somewhere slightly behind us. Obi-Wan's hood was pulled up high, hiding any emotions, but I knew the guilt, the sadness, the sorrow was hidden underneath the surface. I wiped my own tears before I reached over, sliding my hand through his, wanting to comfort him and feel it in return. Of course my Jedi husband really didn't respond, but he did gently squeeze my fingers ever so gently.

Once the ceremony was finished, the Jedi stood in quiet reverence and respect before filling out of the room in silence. Obi-Wan followed the crowd, his hand tugging on mine gently, pulling me along with him. He walked steadily along, his injury obviously completely healed, much to my relief. Even in the hallways, the Jedi remained quiet, giving respect to those who gave their lives in service to the Force.

It wasn't until later that afternoon as we were having a cup of tea when Obi-Wan's comlink started blinking. While I was cleaning up in the kitchen, I heard him conversing with Master Windu about starting training and organizing the troops. "Yes Master." My husband said, the conversation ending. "I'll be there tonight."

I tried not to react to that, but the reality of the coming war was slowly sinking in. "Will you leave after dinner?"

He nodded, reaching for my hand, squeezing it gently. "You shouldn't wait up, I'll probably be pretty late."

I slowly pulled my hand away before pouring myself another cup of tea. But when it started spilling as my hands were shaking, he took the pot away, setting it on the table. I didn't say a word as he reached out, tugging me into his lap, holding me close to him for a long time.

And now for the quote: "From Alvin and the Chipmunks"..... don't we love those cute animals?? LOL

"Move over! You drive like my grandmother"