From Earth to Star Wars, Part Two

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

AN: This is the chapter, we're sure everyone is waiting on, the birth of the next Kenobi. This chapter is a bit longer than normal, like the last one. And while it is not overly graphic or descriptive, it certainly does not gloss over the birth. As neither of us have children, most of this we have gleaned from novels, tv shows, fanfiction, etc, so we hope it feels at least a little realistic. In any case, we hope you enjoy it with Obi-Wan and Meagan meeting their second child. Thank you again to all our readers and reviewers, we always appreciate hearing your thoughts and ideas. God bless.

Chapter One Hundred and Sixteen

*Meagan's Point of View**

"Do you want to call Dede or Jema?" Obi-Wan asked as we were cleaning up our light early dinner as sometime earlier in the day I had finally went into labor.

I thought about it for a moment before shaking my head, "in Arransas, we made this baby alone together in the hotel hot tub and I would like it's birth to be just about us."

"Very good."

We put on a holomovie but I soon grew restless so we walked around the apartment until Obi-Wan suggested I sit down for a while so I didn't wear myself out.

I sent him a lethal glare, not in the mood for his rather logical point. Though I did sit down once he suggested a back rub as it had been hurting. We finished watching the movie and it was good to have something to pay attention to as the contractions were certainly getting stronger and by now into a set pattern. At some point Master Jessie stopped by; I was relieved the baby was doing fine but disappointed it might still be a while.

When it started getting later in the evening, Obi-Wan suggested trying to get some sleep but I wasn't sure I could and didn't want to lie down and possibly slow things down. So we cuddled together on the couch instead. After turning the lights lower and putting on some soft music, he picked up the book I'd been reading and started where I had left off. It was only a light romantic comedy but it was a great distraction, Obi-Wan's quiet accented voice being a great comfort. Though I think I must have dozed off at times as I was rather rudely awakened by the contractions.

Throughout the evening, Obi-Wan proved to be an excellent support as his early panic settled down and he always remained calm and composed. He rarely left my side, unless I asked for something. He helped me keep my composer, mind and body relaxed, as much as possible, and was keeping track of the contractions. He was currently rubbing my shoulders and back as I breathed through a contraction.

Once the pain faded away, I relaxed against the couch as his fingers eased the tension in my neck. Thankfully, it was easier to rest with it just being my husband and I with soft music playing.

He handed me a few small ice cubes to suck on, sensing I was just about to ask for one. Obi-Wan also took any verbal abuse I sent him, especially as my labor progressed.

"Why did we decide to do this?" I growled, gasping through a contraction not too much later.

Obi-Wan was rubbing my neck with a cool cloth, "I guess now might not be the best time to remind you exactly how we got here."

I turned slightly and glared at him, "not if you don't want to lose anything."

I could tell with the way his lips were twitching he was trying not to laugh, "of course honey, I am sorry."

I still glared at him but the cool cloth felt so good on my neck that I found my temper easing and dropped my head on his shoulder.

It wasn't too much later Master Jessie stopped by. Thankfully the baby's heart rate and my blood pressure were still good but thought it was about time to move to the healer's wing. Master Jessie went to get a hover chair while Obi-Wan made sure we had everything we needed. It all went smoothly and we were soon settled into a room. Since labor was going normally and the baby was in no stress and I was relatively relaxed, I didn't need to be hooked up to anything, though the equipment was in a far corner of the room. I liked the fact we kept the lights low, soft music playing, mostly just Obi-Wan and I. I did not feel like walking up and down the hallway, but the room was big enough to walk around in. It helped ease a bit of restlessness and it also helped ease the pain.

"Does that feel better?" Obi-Wan asked me as he pressed a hot compress to my lower back.

"Thank you, it does," I managed, still trying to catch my breath from a long contraction.

For the next several moments, he moved the heat up and down my back, easing the tension in my body or maybe that was him using the Force to ease some of what I was feeling.

"What time is it?" I asked him, trying to rest between contractions sometime later.

"After midnight," came a rather hesitant reply.

I tried not to think about exactly how long I had been in labor or how much longer it could be. Though Master Jessie said things were beginning to progress quicker but it still felt like it would be forever. But I decided to focus on the positive, "we are having a baby today."

Obi-Wan placed a kiss upon my temple, "yes, we are. I hope we are ready for it."

"Is anyone really ready to become parents, even for a second time?" We chuckled but mine was cut off as I could feel the next contraction building.

"Take a deep breath," Obi-Wan's voice was quiet, comforting, "keep your muscles relaxed, do not fight it."

Following his advice made it is easier to deal with it, especially when I felt the Force wash over me, easing some of the pain. Once the contraction was over, I stood from where I was sitting and we took a slow walk around the room, more wanting to stretch a little than anything else. Instead of sitting back on the chair where I had been, I decided to sit on the floor. Obi-Wan was unsure of it, but helped me down and sat behind me, holding me against him.

The cold floor felt so good against my hot body and I could feel myself relaxing. It was also easier to curl into my husband, seeking his comfort and strength. Despite the fact I kept blaming him for this situation, I wanted him close to me.

"You know I think I have changed my mind on having more children," I told him once I had caught my breath again.

Obi-Wan's lips twitched as the cool cloth was making its way around my neck, arms and face, "um, honey, it's about nine months too late to change your mind."

I glared at him, "do not remind me, you know I didn't seduce you to go through this."

Obi-Wan put down the cloth and was rubbing my back, nearly immediately easing the tension, feeling waves of the Force wash over me, easing the sudden flare of emotion and whatever else I would have snarled at him fell away. It seemed as soon as I relaxed against him, I could feel it starting again.

"Look at me," his voice was soft and soothing and I turned my head up slightly, looking into his eyes, "in and out, Meagan, keep your concentration on me," I took several deep breathes, occasionally moaning but did my best to do what he said, coaching me through, just as he had all night, "you're doing good honey, it's almost over."

"Obi-Wan I can't do this," I somehow managed to speak, still trying to catch my breath.

"Yes, you can," he lifted up my chin, looking into my eyes again, "you are one of the strongest people I know."

I tried to remember that during the next contractions but it wasn't all that easy. Then I moaned into his shoulder as a particular contraction clamped down on me like a vice and while trying just to breathe through it, I suddenly felt a large gush of fluid pouring around my legs. The pain was easing as I realized my water broke.

"It won't be long now," Obi-Wan said, pulling out his com, "I'm going to…"

"No need to, I'm here," we both looked up to see Master Jessie and one of her assistants had come into the room.

It was silent for a moment before Master Jessie spoke, alluding to a conversation I missed, "Meagan will tell us when she's ready."

The contractions were soon coming right on top of each other, making me feel absolutely battered. It seemed like an eternity later, though Obi-Wan said it wasn't all that long when I felt a shift in my body, an urgency I hadn't felt before. Not able to speak, I reached for my husband and barely had to say his name before he lifted me up from the floor and onto the bed.

Though I had yet to feel an urge to push Master Jessie said I was fully dilated, "just take it easy, let your body do its job, listen to it and when you are ready, you'll know."

Through a fog of pain, I wasn't sure if I would know, but a few minutes later I felt this overwhelming urge to push and immediately gave into it.

As the contraction faded, gasping for breath, I fell back, closing my eyes, trying to gather myself together before I had to push again. I centered myself as best I could and listened to what my body was telling me to do and to Master Jessie who was gentle and encouraging. Of course, to Obi-Wan who was so calm, so much in control when all I could do was cry, he would encourage me when I wanted to give up, pull me back when he sensed I needed to rest, took away some of the pain when it became too overwhelming.

"It feels like I'm getting nowhere," I was gasping, surprisingly able to talk as I hadn't since I had started pushing.

"I know." Master Jessie's voice was quiet and calming, "trust me Meagan, you are making progress."

I wanted to argue with her but decided to save what little energy I had left for the work I still had to do as another contraction was picking up steam.

"I can't do this," I gasped for breath as I laid back to rest once it had faded.

Obi-Wan who was rubbing my back, didn't say yes you can or something similar, simply made me remember, "remember how special it was when we saw Sasha for the first time, how precious that moment was for us."

I closed my eyes, remembering the absolute awe at seeing her little face when he placed her in my arms even if she was already two days old and knowing we were about to have that moment again at its birth, gave me a new sense of purpose and drive to do this. I wanted to meet my baby. I was about to tell my husband thank you but he kissed me, well knowing my thoughts. I looked up at him, "I'm glad you're here with me."

He kissed me again, threading our hands together, "I wouldn't be anywhere else."

It was soon time to push again and just when I thought there was no way this would ever end, I heard the most beautiful words.

"Meagan, every time you push, I'm starting to see a little bit of the head," I felt so relived at that, it was nearly over, "give me a few really big pushes."

With the next contraction, grasping Obi-Wan's hand tightly, I pushed hard again, grunting with effort as I did so.

"I can see the head." I heard my husband a few moments later. "Come on Meagan, almost there."

I took another deep breath before pushing again, squeezing down on the hand I was holding, moaning and groaning with the effort.

"Good job Meagan," Master Jessie coached me through the birth, when I needed to push and when I didn't, "I have the second shoulder, give me a good push."

Squeezing my husband's hand again, I pushed, feeling the baby slipping from me.

I felt Obi-Wan kiss my temple, "one more honey, one more."

I gave one last exhausted push.

"I've got him," I heard Master Jessie say as the pain, the pressure vanished.

"It's a boy, Meagan we have a son," Obi-Wan's cry was full of emotion, his voice literally trembling as I tried to see the baby through the fog of sweat and a new onset of a flood of tears that my baby's healthy cries brought on. My entire body was trembling, shaking all over but none of that mattered as Master Jessie laid the baby on my chest only moments later.

"You have a beautiful healthy baby boy, though he needs a bath," she said with a smile.

With shaking fingers, I touched his soft cheek, sobbing. Despite the fact he was covered in junk with his head slightly misshapen I had never seen anything more beautiful. His cries had ceased as I felt him tugging on our bond. For the next minutes nothing to me existed but the new baby, his unfocused green eyes and the dark hair inherited from my father, his breath warm on my neck. I still could not stop the tears, he was here, safe and healthy in my arms.

"You are absolutely amazing," Obi-Wan spoke long moments later as we were both admiring the baby, "he's beautiful love. He has all ten fingers and toes. I counted."

I couldn't help but giggle before we shared a lengthy but watery kiss as both of us were crying.

"Look at those eyes," Obi-Wan spoke a moment later once our lips parted.

I looked down and saw the baby looking back to me with his bright green eyes, "baby's eyes can change."

My husband chuckled slightly, "considering they match yours I doubt it," he turned my face towards his, "every time I look into his eyes I will see his beautiful wonderful mother."

I was crying again, "I love you," my voice came out as a croak.

"I love you too," He wiped my tears before kissing me, his own eyes still filled with tears.

For the next moments we cuddled together, our bond pulsing as if it knew we had made another life together. Growing tired, I placed my head on Obi-Wan's shoulder, his arms around both myself and the baby and we shared a teary smile as we both continued to admire our new son. In that moment, except maybe for our wedding night, I had never felt so close to him as I did now.

"Meagan?" I rather reluctantly looked up at Master Jessie as she came over some long moments later, "how are you feeling?"

I looked down to the baby, "absolutely wonderful."

I heard Obi-Wan chuckle in amusement as the healer raised an eyebrow and stared at me, clearly unconvinced, "the truth?"

I shifted my body. Thankfully the tremors had nearly subsided and I felt the soreness and exhaustion settling in, "my muscles feel like jelly, I am sore everywhere and absolutely exhausted. Better?"

"Much," she said with a smile before turning slightly more serious, "I know you are not going to like this, but I need to take this little guy so we can get him and you cleaned up."

I immediately didn't like idea, but knew she was right, though I was still reluctant to hand over my baby.

"I will not let him out of my sight," Obi-Wan spoke quietly.

I nodded as he stood up before leaning over and gently taking the baby into his arms, cradling him close, looking at his son in absolute awe, "hello there."

I watched, the tears starting again, as I felt Obi-Wan reach into the Force towards our son. A tiny hand poked out of the blanket, reaching for his father's finger, tugging on the smallest one. Obi-Wan's eyes were still filled with tears as the Force swelled around them.

I knew one of the healers was working on me, but I was too busy watching Obi-Wan with our son as he followed Master Jessie to a table on the other side of the room. Though without the baby stealing my attention, I could feel the exhaustion beginning to take over, sleep pulling on my mind. Warm healing waves were washing over me and with one last look as Obi-Wan kissed the baby's head, I let go, falling to sleep.


**Obi-Wan's point of view**

I had nearly forgotten how small newborns were as I took my son into my arms. I cradled him close, not being able to help it. I stared down into his green eyes as he looked back to me, rapidly blinking back the tears as I felt the tiny little hand tug on my finger as if to say I'm here Dad. I leaned down to kiss him feeling the baby soft skin, feeling my emotions still nearly overwhelming me. It had taken nearly every ounce of training to keep myself calm and in control during Meagan's labor. It hurt to see her in such pain, but she absolutely needed me to be calm and not panic, to help her as much as possible. However, seeing my son's birth and then a small crying red squirming messy bundle brought out every emotion possible and I did not realize I was crying until I was actually sobbing as Master Jessie laid him across Meagan's chest.

Breaking out of my thoughts, I turned to follow the healer, speaking quietly to him, "well little one, I am your father," nearly immediately, I felt a nudge across the growing bond, "though I think you already know that."

"Obi-Wan, please put him here," interrupting my thoughts, Master Jessie motioned towards a scale.

Carefully, I laid my son down, "just as I thought, he's 7 pounds, 5 ounces and 20 inches long," Master Jessie announced a moment later and I breathed a sigh of relief as she continued to exam him. Another moment or so later, she looked up with a smile, "congratulations, he is perfectly healthy," I breathed another sigh of relief as she pulled out a small laser knife and looked about to turn it on, but then looked to me. "Would you like to do the honors?"

I blinked at her, knowing exactly what she was talking about, glad I had taken at least a little time to read the book on childbirth, especially with preparing myself for how messy this was going to be, "I can?"

The master healer smiled, "it's okay if you don't."

I shook my head and took the tool from her, following her directions. Once the cord was cut, I picked him back up, "I think son, that it is time to give you a bath."

Master Jessie, who was putting some tools away, pointed to the other end of table where a basin was sitting, "it already has warm water in it."

"Thank you," as I placed him into the water, he stared up at me, as if unsure of this. Though as I gently and slowly washed him, I reached out into the Force, sending him comforting waves. Nearly immediately I felt a tug back. While I had previously connected with him, I had never really encouraged it and sometimes even withdrew from it, but now looking at him, I finally completely connected to him. I marveled at the instantaneous and nearly overwhelming feelings of love and protectiveness that flowed through me. It was so familiar but yet so different than what I felt for Sasha. I could feel nothing but awe and surprise at how strong these feelings were when I spent months trying not to feel them. As I finished bathing my son, he did not take his eyes from mine, nor could I pull mine from him, the bond now pulsing between us. I reached for a towel, gently wrapping my son in its warmth. I then cradled him close, wanting, needing to hold him closer to me. Nearly immediately, he cuddled close, his tiny body relaxing against me. I looked down at his face, eyes still green, starting back at me, now blinking rather sleepily. He yawned, fussing slightly and I brushed him gently, lovingly across the bond, rocking slowly for the next few minutes as he fell asleep. I still could not take my eyes off him, still in awe that I had a hand in helping create this absolute miracle. It was several minutes later I noticed Master Jessie trying to get my attention.

"Did you and Meagan decide on a name?" She pointed out the screen that contained his birth information.

"Actually no," a quick glance over to Meagan showed her to still be sleeping, so I looked down to my son who opened his eyes again, "care to help out here? Mummy must have something in mind."

He blinked up at me before going back to sleep.

Master Jessie chuckled, "it's alright, we can fill that in later. We will be checking on both of them periodically. If he doesn't wake on his own soon, go ahead and try to feed him, though it might be a bit before he completely takes too it."

She was about to explain where the warmer was when I stepped in, "I'm under strict instructions to wake Meagan though if he starts crying she'll wake up."

Master Jessie didn't seem shocked and still pointed out where the baby supplies were kept. She then glanced down to the baby, then back to me, "I highly suggest getting some rest yourself."

I was about to ask about a crib when I noticed one of the other healer's had already brought one in and was pulling in another bed. After they left the room, I continued to hold my son, seemingly unable to let him go. Though soon realized Master Jessie was right and I placed him, rather reluctantly, into his crib. I made sure he was comfortable and kissed the top of his head before finding Meagan still out cold and kissed her cheek softly. I laid down in the bed, taking calming breathes, not sure how much I would sleep. But as I waved the light to nearly off, I closed my eyes, hearing the small soft breathes of my son.


**Meagan's Point of View**

I came awake in stages, wondering where I was as I wasn't in my own bed. I stretched my body, instantly feeling sore and remembered. Snapping my eyes open, I found the room mostly dark but after a moment my eyes adjusted and I saw my husband sleeping in another bed, a crib next to him.

A quiet fussing grabbed my attention and I tried to move but let out a groan when my muscles protested, not moving easily or quickly.

Obi-Wan immediately woke and jumped up, "stay there, I will get him."

Obeying him, I managed to push myself into a sitting position, adjusting my gown so I could nurse my son. He placed the baby into my arms and as I guided him to my breast, he spoke, "Master Jessie said he may not be that interested in it yet."

I nodded, expecting the same. Remembering my lessons, I tried to get the little one to nurse but it took a couple tries before he latched on and began suckling his first meal. Ignoring the soreness I felt, I stroked his soft cheek as he looked up to me, the connection between us growing.

I was so intent on this that I didn't even notice Obi-Wan sitting next to me until he spoke, "I do not think I have seen anything more beautiful."

I turned and found him watching as a look of awe, pride and love came into his gaze, "you are obviously blind as I know I must look a mess."

"Well then," he said with a charming grin, "you are the most beautiful mess I ever saw."

I shook my head in amusement before we shared a sweet kiss. Once the baby was finished, I settled back, cradling him close, not yet ready to relinquish him to his own bed. Obi-Wan didn't seem to mind, slipping his arm around me. I dropped my head onto his shoulder, enjoying the closeness.

It was quiet for long moments before Obi-Wan kissed me gently, then spoke his voice low, "I almost can't believe we have another child."

I could not resist the smile at his words, the pure emotion in his tone, "well considering how much and often we enjoy each other, it was bound to happen again sometime."

Obi-Wan laughed, enough where I had to shush him as the baby stirred slightly. Once he settled back down, we continued to hold each other, admiring the baby we made together. Though enjoying the time together, I knew there was something we needed to discuss.

"We can't keep putting this off. We need to name him," I spoke quietly.

Obi-Wan chuckled slightly, squeezing my shoulder slightly, "well you are probably right. Baby Kenobi will only work for a year, maybe two," we shared a quiet laugh before he continued, "I know you must have picked out something or at the very least have some ideas."

"I hardly think it's fair, you should have some say in what we name our son," I protested.

"I do not mind," Obi-Wan reached over, pulling the blanket closer around the baby as it had slipped, "I trust you."

I still didn't say anything for long moments, tired from the labor and delivery and suddenly unsure of the name I was thinking about.

"Meagan, how about you tell me what you have in mind and we can decide to keep it or not?"

It was a good idea and we could no longer put it off. However, I still hesitated. I knew what I wanted to name our son but whether or not his father agreed with me was a different matter.

"Meagan, I doubt I will hate it," I was quiet for so long before Obi-Wan spoke, his voice quiet and soothing. Then his lips brushed against my temple. "I know you probably would like to name him after your father, I do not mind."

"Thank you," not surprisingly the tears started again and it took several long moments to bring my emotions back under control, especially with knowing how well Obi-Wan knew me, "I would, but also name him after the man who raised you."

Now it was Obi-Wan's turn to be quiet as he gazed at his son, tears filling his eyes, obviously touched by my wanting to name our new baby after his Master. He finally spoke a few minutes later, "I could not think of a better name for our son than that," he tugged me a bit closer, then leaning down to kiss the baby, "welcome to our family Eric Jinn Kenobi."


**Obi-Wan's point of view**

Once Meagan and Eric were sleeping, I gently took the baby and placed him back into the crib. After making sure he was warm enough and my wife was comfortable, I stepped into the hall.

It was still the middle of the night but Anakin said he wanted to know the second it happened and I wanted to tell someone. Pulling out my comlink, I punched in his number.

He took several moments to answer it with a rather sarcastic, "Obi-Wan do you know what time it is?"

"Yes, I do," I grinned, enjoying the scowl on his face, "but it is important."

"If this is not about the safety of the Republic, call me back at a decent hour."

"It is not," I laughed as the com suddenly disconnected. I began counting, wondering how long it would take him to catch on.

It only took about five seconds before my link vibrated, "well?"

Still chuckling I managed to speak, "I thought you wanted to know that I have a son."

Before Anakin, who was grinning widely, could speak, Padme interrupted, "how is Meagan?"

Still smiling, I said, "she's tired but both are doing very well."

"What is his name? How long is he, how much does he weigh?" Padme rattled off the questions, making both Anakin and I laugh.

I told them Eric's measurements before stopping and could see even in the small visual they were waiting anxiously for the name.

I could not help but grin as they spoke, "come on Obi-Wan, tell us."

Laughing, I finally took pity on them, "my son's name is Eric Jinn Kenobi, after two of his grandfathers."

After cooing over the name, Padme asked. "When can we see him?"

"Come over mid-morning, I'd want to make sure they get plenty of sleep."

"Should we bring Sasha and what do you want us to tell her?"

"Bring her," I instructed, "you can tell her she is a big sister but I think we can tell her she has a baby brother."

They agreed before Anakin asked. "Who does he look like?"

"You are just going to have to wait," I sassed.

They both groaned good naturedly before expressing congratulations and we are looking forward to meeting the baby before the connection ended. I headed back into the room where both Meagan and Eric were still sleeping peacefully. I resisted the urge to pick up my son and hold him because I knew I needed to sleep, so I climbed into the bed and closed my eyes. For a few moments before falling asleep I marveled at the awe I felt at being a father again.


AN: Ah, Obi-Wan and Meagan have their son. And we'll see in the next chapter how Sasha feels at having a little brother!

Instead of having a quote this chapter, here is a missing scene if you will, the other side of the com call.

"Who was that?" Padme asked sleepily from besides Anakin as he shut the com link off, she had not been awake enough to understand the whole conversation.

"Obi-Wan," Anakin grumbled, "calling me at…."

"Anakin," Padme exclaimed, having woke up enough now to get it, "the baby."

Anakin's eyes widened, almost not believing he didn't realize that from the start, immediately turning the link on, trying to call Obi-Wan back, "come on, where is that call back function?"

princesselsaamidala2: Thank you for reviewing and favoriting our story, we greatly appreciate it. To answer your question, in the story, Sasha is Meagan and Obi-Wan's daughter. However, in real life, Meagan and Sasha are actually sisters who love writing this story together. As for names Ian and Abi are great ideas and sound good with the surname of Kenobi. But we had planned for their son to be named Eric Jinn for a very long time now. Thanks again!