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This is written in first person point of view of Meagan unless otherwise noted.

From Earth to Star Wars

Part Two: Post TPM by about four years. (Anakin is about thirteen.)

Meagan comes back to Star Wars and meets up with now Master Obi-Wan Kenobi and his Padawan Anakin Skywalker. Follows the movies, but is an AU. (Caution.) Ours does have a bit of a twist to it.

Chapter Five

I stretched out slowly on my bed in the morning. I knew Obi-Wan was meditating in the living room, so I stayed as quiet as I could, so I wouldn't disturb him. We had meditated together several times since the afternoon after we meet with the Council, but the mornings was his time, alone.

I reached out with the Force, carefully making sure I wouldn't go near Obi-Wan's presence. Every since the kiss we shared a week or so ago, we had been a little wary of each other. Yes, we were still friends, but I knew I wasn't ready for a closer relationship with the man despite our strong feelings for each other. (Through that kiss, I knew then that he still had feelings for me that went way beyond friendship. I also had the feeling he didn't want a romantic entanglement either.)

I got dressed, pushing my thoughts for the Jedi away, leaving them in the Force, and ready for the day. I entered the kitchen, seeing Obi-Wan pouring himself a cup of coffee. Reaching up I easily called a mug from the top shelf, since I couldn't reach it without crawling over the counters.

He turned to me, and raised an eyebrow, well knowing what I had just did. "How much do you do that Meagan?"

I shrugged. "I don't know, sometimes it comes to my hands pretty easily, especially since I can't reach them on my own."

He looked intrigued. "Without you even thinking about it?"

I poured myself a cup, taking some fruit from the basket on the counter and taking it into the dinning room. I sat down, beginning to slice some fruit. Though I was hardly over my Father's death, I had regained my appetite and though bad days did surface, I was doing much better. "That one I called to me, but yes, sometimes I just find things in my hands."

He sat down next to me, taking a piece of the apple, or what could be an apple, that I just cut and ate it.

"That's my food, Master Jedi." I laughed. "Go cut your own."

He laughed, his eyes twinkling. "Yes milady."

I rolled my eyes, as he took another piece of fruit and just bit into it, instead of cutting it. "Quit calling me that."

"Sorry milady."

I took a bit of my food, then said. "You certainly know how to make me laugh, especially since I seem to need it."

His eyes immediately grew concerned. "You didn't have another nightmare did you?"

I shook my head. "Not since last week. I've been sleeping a lot better now."

"Good." He gazed into my eyes. "You do seem to be doing a lot better."

I smiled, drifting off. "Yea, guess I am, though sometimes…."

He squeezed my hand in sympathy. "I know."

I didn't need to say anything as I pulled my hand away from his, finishing my breakfast.

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Obi-Wan and I were headed to the park one afternoon a few days later, just so I could get away from the Temple for a little bit. We spread out the blanket underneath some trees, just enjoying a free afternoon, especially since Anakin was in class. I knew Obi-Wan liked being a teacher, but they also needed some time away from each other.

"Credit for your thoughts." My companion broke into my thoughts as we finished eating our late lunch.

I looked up, smiling at his expressions, some almost like our own from Earth. "Today was really a good idea. I didn't realize how much I needed this and thank for putting up with me these past weeks. I really appreciate you being there for me. I know I needed it."

He smiled a little as he leaned toward me. "Meagan, I know. You don't need to say anything."

"But yes I do…."

"Enough Meagan." He placed his forefinger on my lips, silencing my statement.

We stared into each other's eyes for long moments, both feeling the currents between us quite strongly. Slowly but surely we leaned toward each other. It didn't hit me how much I wanted to kiss him, though I knew we shouldn't, until our lips were just inches apart.

"We really shouldn't be doing this." Obi-Wan said, following my own thoughts.

I nodded, not moving away from him, but was extremely conscious of how forward we moved. "I know."

The air was charged and his lips looked so inviting, but the last kiss we shared turned into something. I was already in love with the man beyond belief and couldn't let myself act on it. I raised my eyes to find his a deep color staring into mine. I heard his sharp intake of breath as our eyes met. I sighed as I closed my eyes, and we both leaned toward each other. Just as our lips touched, both of us pulled slightly away. Our foreheads were resting against each other and we talked as we stared into each other's eyes.

"We really shouldn't….." I tried to start out, my voice wavering. "With finally dealing with Daddy's death, getting involved with someone right now isn't a good idea."

"You're right, now isn't a good time for this. I have Anakin to take care of and you just got back…" His voice trailed off, his eyes boring into mine, and I immediately got the idea that he really didn't want to get involved with me. After all, we hadn't learned how and why I traveled through two different galaxies. I could see why he didn't want to commit himself to me and then I would go back home to Earth.

"That's exactly why we can't allow ourselves to become attached to each other." I took a deep breath, finally pulling myself firmly away from the temptations of the warmth of Obi-Wan's arms and lips.

He nodded. "I know, I think we decided the same thing."

I managed a smile. "Great minds think alike."

He stood up and stretched, putting even more distance between us. "Is that another strange expression from Earth?"

I made a face at him. "Very funny Obi-Wan, very funny. Do I make fun of your expressions?"

"Yes." He grinned as he folded up the blanket, tucking it under his arm.

Meanwhile I picked up the basket. "No I don't. I'm nice."

We both laughed as we headed back to the Temple. Though we talked and laughed about different things most of the way back, I know he as well as I, still felt the strong pull of the attraction between us. But we did make the right decision then. I wasn't quite ready for a serious relationship, but as I stared out of the window of my room that night, wishing my Father and Obi-Wan could have met somehow, I smiled to myself thinking maybe someday. Maybe later Obi-Wan and I can be together.

*******

"Obi-Wan? Anakin?" I called out one evening after I came back from my job, entering the apartment. "Anyone home?"

"We're in here." Anakin's young voice called out and as I entered the living area to see them pouring over several books. "I'm learning how to make my lightsaber."

I smiled, well knowing he had been looking forward to this for weeks now. "How exiting."

He smiled as Obi-Wan watched him. "I know. I have to write a paper on it, but I don't mind, too much at least."

I sat down in a chair. "I'm sure you'll be fine." The two worked on it for a little longer as I got up and made something for dinner, not wanting to interrupt their training time.

It was after we sat down at the table that Padme Naberrie or Amidala as she was called politically finally came up. "I can't wait to tell her that I'm making my own lightsaber." Anakin said between bites.

"Tell who?" I asked, though Obi-Wan gave me a look.

"Padme Naberrie. We met on Tatooine when Master Qui-Gon freed me. She's from Naboo. She was the elected Queen, but she recently retired and is just taking a break right now."

I nodded. "You two have kept in touch uh?"

He nodded. "We write each other, though we hadn't made it back to Naboo and she hasn't come here yet."

This was a change. Though I wasn't very surprised. This world was a little different than the one George Lucas created on Earth. And to me their romance in Episode II was well done, I thought, but especially on Padme's part, it was a bite of stretch after not seeing each other in ten years. But I couldn't help, but wonder if the two would still fall in love if they saw each other in six or so years.

I shook my head from those thoughts as the conversation changed naturally to other things.

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I had finally found my own quarters again after being back in the Star Wars galaxy for more than two months now. Since I was doing all right and everything, it was time to get my own place. Of course one of the main reasons why was because we made the decision to stay friends for the moment, it became a tad awkward for us to be living together. So, when someone suggested that I move into my own room, both Obi-Wan and I agreed it was for the best.

Now I just had the problem of decorating the small apartment or more like adding my personal touch since it had most of the basic furnishings. Obi-Wan could only keep so much of my belongings and I knew he decided to keep the ones that had more of an emotional attachment, like the journal and the flowers. He did eventually pull out the painting he had given me for my birthday, the one that reminded me of home. He said with my Father's death, he wasn't quite sure if I would want it back, but looking at it displayed in the bedroom, he made a good choice of bringing it back out. Looking at it, especially at night when I missed my Father the most, it brought me great comfort.

"We could go to the different stores around the planet to see if you find anything you like." Obi-Wan mentioned one morning while we were talking about what to do that day, breaking me out of my deep thoughts. The two Jedi had a relative free day and we wanted do something besides sit around one of our quarters.
"You can ride with me. If you get tired of shopping, we can finish giving you the grand tour of Coruscant." Anakin suggested with a hint of a smile. It was obvious how much he loved flying. He was starting to remind me of the young Obi-Wan, in some ways. However, those two could also be different as night and day.

"No, I think Meagan would be with me." Obi-Wan objected.

I turned towards him, raising an eyebrow. This was different, and if I rode with Obi-Wan, you wouldn't find me complaining. I always wanted to ride with him and wondered why Qui-Gon never let me after our first mission together.

Of course by now, I had gotten used to flying in speeders again, even after the accident. I guess I had come to realize that the accident itself didn't terrify me, but the feelings, memories and pain it evoked. "Really? I get to ride with you?"

"Of course you would ride with him. He's so cautious." Anakin fought the urge to roll his eyes.

"Really? I used to always ride with Master Qui-Gon because he wouldn't let me ride with Obi-Wan." I informed the clueless Anakin. I turned my attention back to Obi-Wan. "What happened to Mr. Need for Speed?" I used the nickname I had given him a long time ago.

"Who him? Mr. Slow Lane. Are you sure we're talking about the same man?" Anakin interjected before Obi-Wan could say anything. He simply could not comprehend that his Master at one time flew like he did, fast and speeding through the air traffic.

"I grew up. People do change with time, Meagan." Obi-Wan simply answered. I knew there was more to the answer but he wouldn't tell me with his apprentice around. Probably because it had to do with Anakin.

I nodded my head as we left the Temple. I knew that I was going to pursue this matter when Anakin wasn't around.

It was a little while later when I got my chance. Anakin had walked off, his attention on something else entirely.

I turned my attention to my companion. "So, what really happened to Mr. Need for Speed?"

He quickly scanned the room for Anakin before he met my gaze. "What Anakin does is not flying, it's suicide."

"So Anakin scared him out of you?" I deducted, trying not to smile. I had always wondered in Episode II why Obi-Wan seemed to hate flying. Now it made perfect sense.

"I wouldn't say he scared me, it's that I became responsible for a boy who is growing into a young man." He corrected my statement. According to me, Obi-Wan was denying the fact that Anakin did scare him. He was using the responsibility as an excuse. Of course I wouldn't mention that to him, that would just start an argument and hurt his pride and that was one thing I didn't want to do.

"Oh, of course." I immediately agreed with him and turned to something next to us and we dropped the subject.

*******

It was later that afternoon when we returned to the Temple with a few items for my new apartment. Anakin had a later class to go to, so it was just Obi-Wan and I rearranging the room. He glanced at me after I put some things down in the living area. "Are you going to be okay?"

I nodded, and somewhat pleased with his concern. "I'll be fine, I'm a big girl."

He smiled. "I know. You know I'm right down the hall…."

"Obi-Wan." I called out, frustrated now. Sure, I needed people to lean on, but I'm not a baby by a long shot. "You're worse than Seth I swear."

"Sorry milady." He was grinning ear to ear now.

"Yea right." I drawled, beginning to check on the kitchen, making sure I had everything I needed.

"Pardon me for addressing you so formally."

"Formally?" I asked. "I'm not a Jedi, nor any sort of royalty or high enough ranked government official to get bestowed such a title."

"Well, then, I'll just address you as ma'am." His face was deadly serious and I wondered if he was playing with me.

"You just don't get it do you?" I started out. "We know each other well enough to address each other, at least in private and with friends by each other's first names. Besides I don't deserve the milady title anyway."

He led me back into the living area. "On the contrary, I think you do. Most of us may think it's odd to have you around, but most have a lot of respect for someone who came from another galaxy to adjust as well as you have to our way of life."

I was touched by his words. "Thanks."

"Your welcome milady Meagan."

I laughed as we said our good-byes.

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AN: Hey Sasha here. We hope that yall have enjoyed this chapter. 'Will those two ever get together?' Meagan and I understand how frustrating that is and we just hope that yall don't hate us and will keep reading our story. However, there will be a lot more Meagan and Obi-Wan stuff coming up in the next few chapters, so stay tuned. (We do think you will like the eventual outcome!!!)

We have strayed a little from the movies in regard to Anakin and Padme. Though, as Meagan stated herself, we also thought the two after not seeing each other for about ten years fall in love after a mere few days was a little unrealistic. We did think it was well done and all that, but a bite of a stretch, especially for Padme. So, we changed it where the two were in some contact with each other as friends in this part of the story.

I would like to make the side comment that right now I HATE my laptop. Since I don't have a regular mouse attached to the computer, you know just the touch pad, my cursor keeps jumping on me. For the people who have a laptop w/ no mouse I'm sure you know what I'm talking about. It is driving my absolutely CRAZY. Of course some people already think I'm crazy, like Meagan, but that's beside my point. So anywho, talk to ya'll later! TTFN(Ta Ta For Now).