From Earth to Star Wars Part Two

Disclaimer: All characters but Meagan, Sasha and a few minor characters were created by George Lucas and now owned by Disney. We are not receiving any profit off this work of fiction.

AN: Hello everyone, this chapter pretty much picks up where the last one left off. The first half deals mostly with Meagan beginning to get ready for the baby and trying to involve Obi-Wan. Then we move into a plot line that is seen in the Clone Wars. We were thinking it would be in the next chapter when it started but thought to go ahead and get into it. It will be different, but we think ya'll will like it anyway. Thanks again to all our readers and reviewers, we always appreciate your thoughts on our story. A big thank you to everyone who has favorited/alerted us or our stories lately, it's been a lot, so that's been great. Thank you again to all of you. Hope ya'll have had a blessed New Year.

On another note, Mandalorian was overall very, very good and we can't wait to see what happens next season. We absolutely loved baby Yoda and are definitely going to buy some cute toys when they come out. The last episode wrapped up the first season nicely, while at the same time gave us hints of where the next season goes. Talking about Mando looking for the baby's home and how did that Moff get the dark saber?! The dark saber! Talk about a major drop, last we saw it, Bo Katan had it. We may see what happens to her in the new season of Clone Wars coming in February or it might be next fall with season two. While we enjoyed Rise of Skywalker, overall we both liked what Disney is doing with their tv shows more. Makes us very excited for the next shows.

Chapter One Hundred and Eleven

**Meagan's Point of View**

In a half awake, half asleep state, a little before dawn, I felt the growing movements of the baby within. Stretching slowly, I rose from our bed and headed into the fresher. I immediately noticed, my middle had expounded during the night. I by no means looked heavily pregnant but certainly enough where Obi-Wan was right and I would no longer be able to completely hide it anymore. I rubbed my middle, once again feeling the baby moving.

I headed back into the bedroom and found Obi-Wan awake, watching me from our bed. His gaze dropped to my suddenly expanded middle but he didn't say I told you so or even smirk that he was right, that I wouldn't be able to completely hide the baby for much longer. He helped me back into the bed and pulled me close against him.

I sighed, feeling his warm arms encircle me, our lips soon finding each other. Our bodies naturally wrapping around each other as our lips continued to caress each other.

"Meagan are you sure?" Obi-Wan asked some moments later, his voice low and hoarse.

I smiled, the one hand resting on my husband's hip began tugging on it, bringing him closer. "I am more than sure."

I felt more than heard Obi-Wan's chuckles as I slipped a hand under his clothes. He certainly got my inclinations, his own hand beginning to tug on my night clothes.

"Well then." His voice was nearly breathless before I reached up to kiss him as we soon got lost in each other.

Later, I laid my head sleepily upon my husband's shoulder. Obi-Wan's hand came around from my back to rest on my middle. "Are you sure the baby is okay?'

I smiled at his concern. "The baby is fine." Obi-Wan still looked a little worried, so I continued. "The baby feels our feelings, our connection when we make love and it's comforting for it." At the look on his face, I added. "I can't completely explain it, but it's like the baby knows it was created in our love."

His hands began feeling around my middle, as if trying to feel the baby. He was quiet for several minutes before kissing me gently, obviously relieved. He glanced over at the chrono piece by our bed as I yawned. "Get some sleep, I will get Sasha ready and take her to her clan."

I yawned again, settling more comfortably in the bed, thankful for having such a thoughtful husband.

Over the next couple days, I began to work on creating a nursery for the baby in our room. While our closet was sized large enough to convert to a baby space, it left questions to be answered about what to do with our clothes. We had just enough to make it a little difficult to completely ditch having a closet.

So staring at our room, I tried to look at it in a new light, trying to find a way to make it work. Before Obi-Wan and Sasha came home for the evening I at least was able to come up with a few ideas which I would play with later.

Unfortunately, Obi-Wan was soon called away to two neighboring planets which were wavering in being involved and thankfully managed to defuse the situation before it escalated into a battle. I was much relieved when he contacted me, saying he was fine but was soon sent somewhere else, to assist another Jedi in a faraway sector and may not be home for a while.

I tried to keep myself distracted with preparing for the baby and doing as much as I could from behind the scenes on relief efforts or helping somewhere with the younglings. Some days it worked, some it didn't where I spent much of it in tears, worrying about my husband and children.

The adjustment to life inside the Temple was difficult at times. I had found some purpose in doing what I could with relief work and found I enjoyed the time with the younglings. It was never being able to leave the building which I found the most difficult. I had to keep repeating to myself that it would be worth it, that none of our enemies would know of our second child.

The media of course made a field day of it, many of them, especially one ED Pierce, not really buying the official reason the Jedi released when asked or they just wanted to sensualize it. There was plenty of other theories out there, including that the kidnaping made me go insane and I was currently in treatment for it. As outrageous as some of those were, thankfully it was never suggested I was pregnant and I knew with the war, the rumors of what was going on with Lady Meagan Kenobi would eventually fade.

Meanwhile, I finally managed, with the help of friends, to rearrange our room and started sectioning off a part of it to turn into a nursery.

"I will come in to paint this." Padme told me as she and Bant, who also agreed to help, set up a partition that would serve as a divider. "Make it look like a wall in a nursery."

"What color do you want?" Bant asked.

I stared at them for a long moment before answering. "Maybe a green or yellow, something more neutral since we don't know if it's a girl or boy."

"Sounds like a good idea." Padme looked around the space, enough to have a piece or two of furniture and some decorations to make it feel different, but not enough to do a major theme. "I think we have just enough room to hang a few pictures on the wall or put in some other decorations."

As we obviously still had some time before the baby came to finish it, we thought to slowly keep working on it. I was extremely grateful to have such good friends that came to help me. Padme said it was fun and she liked doing it, though in the last week or so Anakin and Ahsoka had left to join my husband on the war front. I had a feeling it was an excuse for her to leave her office but yet not sit at home alone all night. So it made me feel not so helpless, that I, despite being locked in, could still help someone more directly.

While we were doing this, they also asked if we had started talking about names.

"Not yet." I hedged, not wanting to tell them that the reason I hadn't even brought it up to my husband was the fact he still had not come completely around to the idea of the baby and probably wasn't ready for that discussion. Though a short jab from the baby reminded me I couldn't put it off for forever. "With the war and everything, we unfortunately had not had a lot of time to discuss it."

Thankfully they either bought it or choose not to say anything. However, Dede suggested that I could come up with a handful of ideas for both boy and girl names and maybe that would be an easier way to start the discussion. Thinking that it was a good idea, but wanted to at least ask Obi-Wan about it first before giving him a list.

"Good morning Meagan." I heard as I slowly woke up one morning. I never been more relieved to see Obi-Wan in bed besides me. I must have been sleeping extremely soundly to have never even heard him come in last night.

"Are you alright?" I immediately reached over and began checking him for injuries.

"I am alright." I relaxed not just at his words but felt he was not trying to cover up anything and accepting his soft embrace.

I felt my emotions swell and couldn't help but shed at least a few tears. Obi-Wan just quietly held me, somehow without words, managed to calm me down. He finally spoke long moments later.

"I see you have been busy." He nodded over to the where the partition stood.

I nodded. "I hope you don't mind but we thought to get started on it. If there is something…."

"It's fine Meagan." He held up a hand to stop my ramblings. "It actually looks like it would work out fine, at least as much as it can."

Seeing at least some interest, I quickly updated him on a bit of the design work and that Sasha was helping with it too.

"So she has been doing well with this?" He asked.

I nodded. "She still wants a little sister but overall yes."

Obi-Wan chuckled slightly, rubbing my middle as I felt the baby push at his hand.

Seeing his slightly open mood, I quietly ventured out. "You know one of these days we are going to have to discuss baby names."

He grew still before nodded slightly. "I guess we are going to have to."

I was not quite sure how to proceed when he didn't continue but before I could do so, even if I knew how, his comlink went off.

It was soon obvious he needed to leave and quickly got ready.

"I am sorry, Meagan." He said leaning down to kiss me. "This was not how I wanted our time this morning to go."

"It's alright." By now I was more than used to our time being constantly interrupted by the war, not that I liked it or anything. "We can finish this later."

He nodded before kissing me again. "It's still rather early, try to get a little more sleep. I will contact you later."

With that he left. I laid there for a few moments, resting quietly and eventually drifted back to sleep.

Since Obi-Wan was showing some interest in the baby or at least acknowledging he should, I thought to bring back the discussion of names. However, no matter when or where I started the conversation, we always seemed to get interrupted. Most of the time it was the council calling a meeting or another Jedi checking in with him while they were on the field and needed advice, though once or twice it was Sasha waking us with a bad dream or wanting to play before leaving in the morning. Since we still had several months to go, I thought to stop trying my luck as it wasn't something we had to decide right at this moment.

One afternoon a few weeks later, Obi-Wan and I were walking through the Temple, in no set direction, just mostly trying to relax together between his war and Council meetings. The walk started off enjoyable but when we turned around and were heading back to our quarters when I started to feel off, like something was wrong but couldn't quite place it. I slowed down, hoping it would go away, not wanting it to ruin the time we had together.

"Meagan?" Obi-Wan asked, immediately noticing I slowed down.

I took a hold of his arm, glancing up at him. "I think I need to sit down."

He was trying not to look too worried and helped me to a nearby bench. "What's wrong?"

I took a deep breath, my voice surprisingly shaky. "I don't know, just a feeling of being off. Maybe I walked too far today."

"Do we need to go to the Healer's?" Obi-Wan asked, his voice calm and collected.

I shook my head. "I just need a moment to get my breath." But I had barely finished speaking when the baby began to move. It was not the more normal movements I felt, but it was anxious, as if something was wrong.

"Easy little one." I rubbed my middle, hoping to calm the baby. "Everything is okay."

I suddenly had trouble catching my breath, a feeling slowly began to come over me, that something was wrong, very wrong. The baby's movement were growing more and more frantic, it's panic filtering through our growing bond. "Something is wrong with the baby."

Immediately Obi-Wan was helping me up. "Let's get you to the Healers." His voice brooked no argument.

We had only taken a few steps when I felt a pain start up my back before moving around to clamp down my middle. Gasping for breath, I began to cry. "No, it's too soon."

Obi-Wan somehow remained calm and bent down to pick me up. I tried to protest, but couldn't seem to speak as I still couldn't catch my breath. I moaned into his chest as I felt another pain, tears starting to comb down my face.

Only a moment or so had passed, we had only gone about halfway down a hallway when the baby was growing even more panicked and I knew something else was about to happen. As if sensing something too, Obi-Wan suddenly knelt down, putting me on the floor, covering his body with mine. Frantic with confusion and pain, I couldn't even seem to find a way to ask what was going on.

He had just covered my head when the ground began to shake and something, it felt like it was very near us, exploded and a load roar filled my ears. Even with my eyes closed, I could nearly see the flames dancing towards us, the instant heat flaring but soon retreated. Then smoke nearly instantly swarmed around us, making it nearly impossible to breath. I could barely see through the thick smoke but knew there was more than just smoke swirling around us.

I clasped a hold of Obi-Wan, my hands clamping around his shirt terrified that we wouldn't get out of this, scared that I would lose the baby.

"It's alright Meagan." I felt his soothing touch, a gentle reminder I was not alone.

It only worked for a moment or two before another pain lanced across my middle. Gasping for whatever air I could manage, I tried to speak, tried to call my husband but I couldn't seem to do it.

He had risen by now, bending down back to me. "It will be alright. I'm getting you out of here."

I barely noticed as he picked me up again, hurrying down the hall. I laid my head against his chest, my arms looping around his neck, his familiar warmth, despite the situation, comforting. I concentrated on my breathing and as we went away from the explosion sight, I began to actually get air into my lungs again, began to calm myself, that it was going to be okay.

It was extremely short lived. Without warning, fear suddenly spiked through the Force. "Mummy, daddy!" It was a cry for help. From Sasha.

No, no, please no. Another pain went across my middle. I began gasping for breath, panic rising up, that I would lose both of my babes in one sweep, the Sith had come for them and maybe this time he would succeed.

I tried to speak, tried to get Obi-Wan to go save Sasha, but even reaching for him across our bond I couldn't seem to get the point across as he kept striding forwards. Though he shifted me slightly and heard him calling someone. Through a fog of panic, I thought I heard Anakin's voice. I could still feel that Sasha was in danger, grave danger and the panic of the baby within.

The room was starting to spin, even closing my eyes I felt the waves washing over me, the entire room turning in circles. I opened my eyes and nearly became sick as everything around me was growing blurry. My ears heard whatever Obi-Wan was telling me, but my mind couldn't make sense of it, couldn't understand it all.

Suddenly there were new voices, people asking questions. In a fog of panic and pain, I was still gasping for breath, clinging desperately to my husband.

"Meagan, you need to breath, you need to calm down." Someone was placing something on my face and I tried to fight it, not knowing what was going on, terrified of what was happening.

I felt Obi-Wan taking my hand, his voice still calm and soothing. "Meagan, let the Healer's help you." I managed to somewhat focus on my husband, though the room was still spinning. "Just take some deep breathes."

Even as I felt another pain, I did as Obi-Wan instructed, letting them work around me, trusting him.

"Take deep breathes." Obi-Wan said as I felt an influx of air. "Let the oxygen mask help you."

While I was trying to breath, I remembered hearing snippets of words, high blood pressure, baby's heartbeat very erratic. That brought out more panic, my baby was in danger, Sasha was in danger.

"Meagan, the baby needs you to calm down, Anakin is helping Sasha, our children will be fine." It took several moments for Obi-Wan's words to sink in, for his calm confidence seeping over our bond to take effect.

The room slowly stopped spinning as I began to breathe easier, Obi-Wan's hand in mine, keeping me tethered somewhat to reality. His other hand was stroking my middle. I had never felt so scared, so absolutely helpless as I did now, there was nothing I could do. Squeezing my eyes shut, I couldn't seem to stop the tears, knowing what I was losing this day.

I felt a gentle squeeze to my hand before it let go. I soon felt its comforting warmth in my hair, on my face. "Meagan, love, it's going to be okay." I managed to open my eyes, looking into his eyes, my vision not as blurry as it had been, enough to see the love in them. "Just stay calm. It's going to be okay."

I could feel the panic subsiding as I stared into his gaze, could feel him calming me through the force, the baby starting to calm. Though, still feeling pains, I could feel myself nodding off, suddenly so physically and emotionally tired.

Though I guess I didn't black out completely as I was at least somewhat aware of one of the Healer's working around me, of Obi-Wan's solid presence, never leaving my side. I drifted in and out, not wanting to face reality but yet at some point the pain was fading, the feeling that something was wrong fading away a little. I finally fell into a deep sleep after hearing the following words or at least I think I heard them.

Something about danger mostly being passed and my husband's voice asking something about the baby. All I heard then was yes. But it was really his voice, calm and comforting, telling me once again the children were safe and that I should rest that sent me into a surprising, rather restful sleep.

AN: Aren't we cruel just to end the chapter like that? LOL. Though we hope you enjoyed it anyway. And yes, during the next chapter we will see Obi-Wan's side of what just happened, see the events more clearly and what happened to Sasha. Thanks again for all our readers and reviewers. See you next chapter.

And for the quote: From The Mandalorian, Episode 2.

Jawas cries and begins gathering weapons.

Kuiil: "Greetings"

More arming, cries from Jawas.

Kuiil: "They really don't like you for some reason."

Mando: "Well, I did disintegrate a few of them."