From Earth to Star Wars: Part Two

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AN: Hey everyone! Here is the next instalment of the Clone Wars. We have our heroes returning to the Temple so there is plenty of Sasha, who certainly shows herself as Daddy's little girl! Also, Grievous is introduced slightly, but we'll be seeing him in battle later on. We were going to have a shock for Obi-Wan, but that will come out next chapter as it didn't quite make it in this one.

Thanks again to all our readers and reviewers! We always appreciate hearing from you and that you guys are just as excited as we are about everything that will be happening during the Clone Wars, as sad as that it is. Anyway, we hope you like this instalment! Enjoy!

Chapter Seventy Six

**Meagan's Point Of View**

The next few days on Carmel passed by slowly. Obi-Wan and Anakin had grown quite frustrated that the Separatists left no clues behind as to what they might be up to, or who this mysterious droid leader was. Once Obi-Wan finally reported back to the Council of his lack of findings, the Council ordered us, the entire crew, back to the Temple. I couldn't have been happier about that decision. Not only to get off this primitive base, but to get back home to see Sasha! I hadn't been gone all that long, but I missed my daughter terribly.

We took down camp, loaded everything up and headed back to the Sassy. Upon arriving, as I really didn't have any duties, headed straight to our quarters and took a long hot shower. Nearly feeling at home on the Sassy, I headed back to the bridge where I found Obi-Wan, Anakin and Cody standing together.

"I was wondering where you went off to. We are just about to leave." Obi-Wan smiled upon seeing me, slipping his arm around me, pulling me against him. He kissed my temple before dropping his voice. "You smell nice."

"I just had to wash my hair." I shrugged lightly, though enjoyed his attention. "How far are we from home anyway?"

"Just a few days." Obi-Wan assured me before one of the clones interrupted with saying we were ready to jump into hyperspace. Once the stars turned blurry, Obi-Wan turned to Cody. "I'll be in my quarters if you need anything."

"Yes General." Cody saluted him before Obi-Wan and I left, Anakin trailing behind us.

As we stepped onto the lift, Anakin asked. "Where are we going next?"

"I don't know Padawan." Obi-Wan mused. "The Council just called us back home. Though I feel it was for a reason, but if it was a new assignment they would have just given it to me. I haven't a clue to what is going on."

"I take it this is where we get to learn patience." Anakin put in as we stepped off the lift and headed down the hallway that took us to our quarters.

"Very good." Obi-Wan grinned. "Maybe I finally have taught you something."

We had a good laugh as Obi-Wan entered the pass code and we stepped into our temporary home.

"Do you think it's about knighting Anakin?" I asked after the door slid shut behind us, knowing Anakin wouldn't hear my theory on why we were called back home.

Obi-Wan stopped short as he was pulling off his boots. "Could be. Or that they don't really need us anywhere right now."

"I don't mind." I told him as I watched him undress. "I miss Sasha."

Obi-Wan, before stepping into the refresher, leaned down to kiss me. "Me too. It'll be good to be home again even for a few days."

I sighed, wanting him to stay there for more than a few days. "I just want this war over with."

"I know love." He kissed me again, longer this time. "I'm going to clean up."

I watched as he stepped into the unit before sitting on the bed. I leaned back, enjoying the peace and quiet, the feel of my husband so close to me, knowing we were going home.

We arrived at the troop base on Coruscant mid morning. Obi-Wan ordered whatever supplies I had left be taken back to the Temple and secured a transport for me. "Anakin and I still have a few more duties to see to and then we will be along shortly."

I nodded as I climbed aboard. "Are you going to be home for dinner?"

"I don't know." He quickly kissed me before giving orders to the trooper driving the vehicle. "After you drop Meagan off, come back here to help with the unloading."

"Yes sir." With that the transport flew me back home.

Upon arriving at the Temple, I resisted the strong urge to go see Sasha and instead went and found Jema in our office, organizing relief efforts on another planet.

"Meagan did you just get back?" She asked, putting down her data pad.

I nodded as I sat down next to her. "Obi-Wan and Anakin are still at the yards, but he sent me back home. The supplies I didn't use will be sent back here shortly."

She nodded as we talked about what I'd been doing and what was going on here. After we finished, she smiled a bit. "Take the rest of the day and tomorrow off. I know you're dying to get Sasha. We can start refilling your supplies later. There is nothing pressing at this moment."

Quite relieved and happy about this, I gave Jema a hug. "Thank you."

"Your welcome." Jema waved me out of her office. "Get out of here."

Laughing I did just that.

**Obi-Wan's Point of View**

Quite tired after seeing to all the landing details, reporting to the Council and so forth, I finally made it back home. It wasn't all that late, but I knew Sasha would be asleep. Feeling quite disappointed, I entered the code and stepped through the door. The feeling of comfortable familiarity filled me. Even if Meagan and Sasha were already in bed, it still was so nice to be back home.

Walking through the entryway I noticed a light in the kitchen was left on low. Smiling, I found that Meagan had left a bit of something for me to eat, well knowing I wouldn't have taken the time to sit down in the cafeteria. After I finished eating, I put the dishes up and headed down the hallway.

Stopping at Sasha's room, I palmed open the doorway and glanced inside. I was immediately disappointed to find she wasn't there, especially knowing Meagan would have went to pick her up. Still thinking on it, I crossed the hallway and entered our bedroom.

Not wanting to disturb my sleeping wife, I crept quietly across the room. I sat down on the chair and began pulling off my boots.

"You're back." I looked up at Meagan's whisper and saw both of my girls. Sasha was curled up next to Meagan, her little hand curled tightly in her mother's.

"Is she asleep?" I asked coming to sit on the edge of the bed besides my wife.

Meagan nodded. "She wanted to wait up for you and was all over the place, but she finally crashed about half an hour ago."

I couldn't help but hold back the chuckle before I leaned down to kiss Meagan. "How is she doing?"

Meagan smiled as I began to change for bed. "She's fine. I'm sure she'll tell you all about it the second she senses you're here."

"I'm sure." I managed as I pulled my shirt off before climbing into bed on Sasha's other side. I settled next to my daughter before reaching over to pull a few runaway red curly strands off her peacefully sleeping face. I watched her little mouth pucker as she slept, feeling absolutely at peace. I was at home, with my wife and daughter. Nothing had ever felt so right.

Leaning across Sasha, I kissed Meagan goodnight.

I had been sleeping rather peacefully but when my breath became short, like there was a heavy weight on my chest, I began to wake up. Stretching out with the Force, I felt the steady beat of my heart. I frowned, realizing I wasn't about to have a heart attack and cracked open an eye. There, completely on top of me, across my chest, was Sasha with her red curly hair spilling down the side of her face. A smile spread upon my lips at seeing her close, her little fingers resting on my shoulder.

Reaching up, I gently laid Sasha on the bed, tucking her small frame into the covers. She stirred only slightly, her hand reaching and finding mine. With my free one, I pushed some curls off her face before placing a gentle kiss on her still baby soft check.

I watched her body rise and fall with each breath, memorizing every feature, every eye lash, every curl so when I was on some distant planet, fighting a battle, I could remember my little girl, that it was her future I was fighting for.

I finally settled down into sleep, my last thoughts on how nice it was to be home.

"Daddy." A childish voice penetrated through my consciousness. "Daddy wake up!"

"Sasha." Through a fog of sleep I heard Meagan scolding her. "Let Daddy sleep."

My mind coming awake, I heard Sasha protest soon followed by another. "Daddy."

"Sasha Cyrilla Ke....."

"It's alright Meagan, I'm up." I barely had a chance to push myself up before a red headed missile catapulted into me.

"Daddy." Sasha was jumping everywhere.

Pulling her close, I managed to settle her down at least a little before some part of me got damaged.

"I missed you."

"I missed you too." I kissed her cheek. "Did you behave while Mommy and I were gone?"

Sasha nodded. "Master Yoda said I did."

Sensing she wasn't trying to hide anything, I was quite pleased. "Good girl."

Sasha beamed. "Can I show what we did?"

"Of course." However I caught Meagan's eye. "Let's get dressed and we can start while Mommy gets breakfast ready."

"Okay." With that we slowly started getting ready for the day.

Sasha and I settled into the living area while Meagan fixed breakfast. "Daddy, look." She held a toy ball in front of her before moving it around us. The toy shrilled as it flew around before she called it back to her.

"Very good Sasha." I pulled her into my lap before holding out another toy ball. "Why don't you try balancing two of them?"

"Okay Daddy." I could feel her pulling on the Force, sending both of the balls into the air. I proudly watched as she managed to spin them around for several long moments before she lost her concentration.

"You did well. Patience young one." I could feel she was disappointed. "What else have you learned?"

Sasha jumped off my lap, skipping across the room, taking a book off the shelf before settling down again.

"Do you want me to read this to you?" I asked as she opened to the first page.

Sasha shook her head, red curls skirting about. "I can read it."

Quite surprised but rather pleased, I motioned her to continue. "Go on then."

She straightened herself in my lap as her small fingers started to trace the words before she slowly began reading. "The little Jedi....."

I felt so proud of her as she kept going, stumbling here and there, with me also helping her with a word now and then. A cord of melancholy struck over me. My little girl was growing up.

"Are you two hungry?" Meagan interrupted us as Sasha stopped.

"Mommy I was reading." Sasha protested.

Meagan smiled proudly. "I know you were, but the food is getting cold. You can read to us later."

I helped Sasha up to her feet and tugged on her hand. "I'm hungry."

"Okay." Sasha skipped next to me as we shared a leisurely breakfast together, not keeping a schedule not thinking about the next minute or hour, just enjoying our time together.

"Daddy, hurry." Sasha ran excitedly toward the edge of the lake, still wearing her shoes and outer clothing.

"Sasha." I called and she stopped and turned as I motioned her back. "Come here."

She hesitantly walked back. "Daddy I'm sorry."

I tugged off her outer robe. "It's okay. You just can't go swimming with your shoes on."

"I know." Sasha danced from one foot to the other. "This is fun."

I couldn't help but smile thinking spending a day with my family was much better than a day commanding troops in battle. "Yes it is." With her just in her swimsuit, I tugged her down into my lap, helping her with her shoes.

After that, with strict instructions not to go too deep, I let her run for the water. I watched her closely, tugging my own shirt off before taking Meagan's hand. "Are you ready for this?"

She just laughed as Sasha was calling for us.

"Daddy can we do this again?" Sasha asked as we sat on the edge of some rocks, our feet dangling into the water. We had climbed out of the water a bit ago to have some lunch, but Sasha and I explored as Meagan had to answer a com call. "Like tomorrow?"

I couldn't help but chuckle. "I doubt tomorrow, but maybe soon."

She stared back at me, slightly disappointed but didn't complain about it. "Okay."

I reached over and pulled her into my lap. "I promise."

Sasha turned and glanced up, smiling. I knew if I did forget she would certainly remind me.

"Come on, let's head back. Maybe mommy is done." I set my daughter onto her own feet before taking her hand.

We walked slowly around the lake and then the garden areas, not really talking, just enjoying the quiet peace of the Temple. Eventually we came upon Master Yoda.

Sasha stopped suddenly as Master Yoda eyed her.

"Missed my class you did." He accused her, but I could sense his amusement and wasn't really scolding her.

Sasha, not really sensing it, clung slightly harder to my hand. "I'm sorry Master Yoda, but Daddy didn't take me."

I had to hide back my amusement.

"Come anyway you should have."

Sasha shook her head. "But I'm too little."

"Judge me by my size do you mmmm?" Master Yoda asked, leaning his hands on his cane.

"No Master Yoda, but Mommy says I am." She strung out a few words as if to emphasize her point. "Mommy wouldn't like it if I went by myself."

Master Yoda chuckled a bit. "Always obey your parents you should, but see you tomorrow I will." He looked up to me. "Join us tonight for a meeting. Finally discovered this new general we have."

"Yes Master." I answered for both of us then watched him walk away.

We were heading back to where we left our things when Anakin came toward us, nearly galloping. "Sasha."

"Unle Ani!" She let go of my hand and ran to him. He swept her up into his arms, swinging her wildly around with Sasha laughing. "Did you go flying?"

"Of course." He grinned. "Why don't I show you?"

Having a feeling of what was coming, but I didn't voice my protest quick enough before he lifted her in the air, "flying" her around, mostly in zig sag circles.

"Anakin." I scolded but over their laughter and sound affects, I doubted either of them heard me.

Despite the fact it was nice to see her so happy, but I knew she needed a nap or she'd be crabby all evening. This activity certainly wouldn't settle her down.

"Anakin Skywalker." Meagan's voice cut through. "Put her down. You'll make her sick."

Anakin only looked slightly guilty as he set Sasha down. "Sorry Sasha."

She didn't seem to mind too much. "That was fun."

"Come here." Meagan held out her hand, sending looks to both of us. "It's about time to go."

"Don't wanna to take a nap......" She whined, but came and took her mother's hand anyway.

"You sound like you need one." Meagan stood firm. "Come on."

We then gathered our things and headed back to our quarters, where it took a couple stories before Sasha finally settled down for a nap.

**Meagan's Point of View**

The next few days passed quickly, especially with all the activity happening around the normal quiet Temple. I didn't mind with Obi-Wan still home. Granted some days we didn't see him much, but he was with me every night and I knew he wasn't in battle on some forsaken planet.

Of course the big news was when Clone Intelligence discovered who this mysterious general of the Separatist Army was. General Grievous. Droid leader, over everyone else but Dooku. A half droid, half something else. Big and scary, murdering a Jedi Master. One on the Council. This suddenly became more serious, more real. The Masters were already trying to get rid of Grievous, hoping for a quicker end to the war.

On the other end, the reports from the battles were still all over the holonet, including the Jedi who lead the Republic to victory. Obi-Wan and Anakin were household names, their heroics growing. Even though I knew neither of them were fond of the attention, the people needed them, as long as the ladies didn't ogle over my man too much. The media seemed to have forgotten the fact that the cool, composed and measured Jedi that could talk his way out of anything, was a happily married man and father. Since he was a Jedi, an active one at that, I had learned to share him with the Order and the Republic, but I absolutely refused to share him with other women. Obi-Wan, of course, never saw any of this.

But it was easy to keep those things from my mind as I spent a good amount of time helping organize continued relief efforts and trying to make plans for all the homeless families and orphaned children that war always produced. We had started moving and organizing a relief center in some empty buildings on a neighborhood planet that we were allowed to use. So, I spent several days going back and forth, helping with it.

Certainly I didn't mind doing it, until some reporter started following me around. At first I didn't even notice it with all the activity but something kept tugging on the back of my mind, like there was something going on. It wasn't until he came directly up to me once I entered the center after being back at the Temple for several days that it all came together.

"So, people tell me you are related to General Kenobi." He was an average looking man, quite able to blend into a crowd, one reason I probably didn't notice him before.

I eyed him before nodding. Why bother lying when he already knew the truth. I turned to go start work, hoping he would leave me alone, but he quickly squirted around the counter to stand in front of me.

"All of the other reporters are going big with these Jedi heroics but I thought to take a different approach." He informed me, pulling out a small data pad. "Any thoughts you want to share, how your husband leaves you to fight in a war that the Jedi don't even believe in, that he has a girl in every port."

I felt like slugging him, but I managed to keep my voice calm and demeanor cool. "Maybe it would be best if you left. As you can see we have work to do helping the unfortunate."

His dark eyes took on a gleam of triumph as if he could see behind the mask. "Meagan Kenobi looks like she has bit of a temper. No wonder why the General finds other women."

I closed my eyes, taking deep breaths, not wanting to cause a scene. But I didn't even have to make a decision as Jema and Dede came and stood by me, glaring at him.

Jema stepped forward, pulling her robe back slightly, where her lightsaber showed clearly. "This is a place of peace and I'm the Jedi in charge of it. I suggest you leave, quietly."

Taking her veiled threat, he held up his hands. "Alright then, but I'll get my story."

I stood there shaking as he left. Imagine him saying those things, but there would always be those cynical reports, people only in it for the money and fame, not caring about others. Taking a deep breath, I accepted the hug from Dede and turned away from their caring looks.

"It's alright, I'm fine. Let's get back work. There are people who need our help."

With that we turned back to work. I honestly thought this was over until Jema showed me an article that was posted across the holonet the next day. Obviously another reporter had snuck in, but she was a bit more crafty in getting her story. At least the other sleaze ball had identified himself. She didn't. Though her article was a bit more nice, the whole thing made me extremely uncomfortable. But I was going to have to get used to this, being active in relief efforts and being the wife of a famed Jedi hero. Thankfully no word of Sasha was mentioned.

Most of the article was about relief efforts and she had interviewed several of Dede's coworkers and generally seemed to be more positive about the work we were doing, though a bit skeptical in some areas. It was at the end of the article where I was brought up. "I didn't get a chance to personally talk to this lady, but several of the ones I did, constantly mentioned the compassion and passion she had. I wondered if this lady, Meagan Kenobi, was that real. I saw her around the center from time to time, that bright red hair making her hard to miss. As I watched her I could see what they were saying, but I'm a bit of a cynic and didn't quite completely believe it. Another reporter had been on Knoid, saying the Clone troopers and others were calling her Lady Kenobi. I'm not sure why they had given her that title and I came here, curious to see if she really has earned that title or just uses it to get her way. However from the few days I saw her I can say I really haven't seen her throwing her name around, but I'm not her biggest supporter either. I was about to just say forget it, that there really wasn't something here, but when I saw free lance columnist E.D. Pierce walk in, I decided to stick around. Known to be cynical, cruel and misleading, I wondered how Kenobi would react to him when he finally approached her, which I knew he would eventually. Contrary to the remark that red heads have bad tempers, she certainly didn't or at least didn't display it. She responded to his accusations and incitements with a polite calmness. She might not have been born into the title or even earned or deserved it, but she showed grace and dignity in dealing with Pierce. My full judgement is still up for debate, but I'd have to give it to her that she certainly acted like a lady."

I skimmed over the concluding sentences before stepping away from the screen. Well, I guess I was certainly going to have to get use to this, though thinking I was going to ignore it as best as I could, get on with things. In fact when I returned to the Temple, I had nearly forgotten about it until my husband brought it up the night I returned.

"Meagan, what exactly did he say to you?" Obi-Wan asked as we were getting ready for bed.

I shrugged lightly, not wanting to get into it. "Not much. He's just being a sleaze ball."

Obi-Wan pulled back the covers of our bed, eyebrow crocked up. "Meagan, Pierce sells his trash to the highest bidder. Saying he's a sleaze ball is putting it nicely."

I was hoping he wouldn't know this reporter but obviously not. "How do you know so much about him?"

"The Jedi Order is one of his favorite projects, creating mistrust and lies about the Jedi." Obi-Wan said as I climbed into bed. The light soon flicked off and the bed dipped down as he climbed in besides me. "Pierce has been a thorn in the Council's side for years. Now what did he say to you?"

"Just that he wanted my thoughts about my husband being away at war." I tugged the blankets closer around me, hoping he would drop it.

"Did he threaten you?" Obi-Wan pushed himself up on his elbow and leaned over me. "Did he try anything on you?"

I shook my head. "I just asked him to leave and then when he didn't, Jema nearly had to kick him out."

Obi-Wan thought about that for several long minutes before letting out a deep breath. "Alright, Meagan, but I will take this up with him if he keeps finding you."

I stared into my husband's face and even in the darkness I could see the fierceness in his eyes, his arms coming around me in a rather protective hold. "If he starts something, you will keep me informed."

I nodded, even though I felt like I could handle it, but recognizing the wisdom of not starting an argument, especially as his reaction was very non Jedi like and very much like a husband's. "I will."

Obi-Wan kissed me gently. "Now, how is the center going?"

With that question the subject was changed and we talked for a while about it before I tugged him down, closer to me. "Even as nice as this is, conversing together, let's try something else."

His arms tightened around me as a sly grin tugged at the corners of his mouth. "I think I might like this."

I grinned back before kissing him. "You might."

Laughing, the war seemingly vanishing in this moment in time, we pulled the blankets around us.

The quote for the day: From the "Clone Wars" tv show:

Looking through his binoculars, Obi-Wan said: "Looks like one of Anakin's improvised plans."

Obi-Wan passes them to Mace Windu, who then says. "How can it be a plan if it's improvised?"

Thought that was so funny!

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