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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 Fourteen

The ship ride from Arange didn't take too long and we were back into the Temple before I knew it. The incidence in the computer lab never came up again, at least with me. What Obi-Wan told the Council regarding it I never found out, for he'd never told me, and I didn't ask, not wanting to open the issue again.

However, what we took from it the most was that we would fight or disagree over things, but despite that we might be mad at each other, we would always love each other, wanting to work out the issue. After we made up, we didn't make the stupid promise never to fight again, especially since we both knew we would, but that we would learn about each other, and ourselves eventually strengthening our relationship.

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As time passed by, with myself still falling even deeper in love with the man I married, I couldn't believe how much my life had changed in the last couple years. Lisa's marriage, my Dad's untimely death, taking care of Mom and stuff, coming here, facing my grief, marrying Obi-Wan, working at the Temple, meeting Padme Naberrie, and so much more. If someone would have told me that I'd come back here to marry Obi-Wan, I would have laughed, not believing a word they said. But now looking back at everything, being here with Obi-Wan and Anakin, though I miss Earth sometimes, feels so right, like I belong here. This place, the beautiful gardens, the peaceful safe feelings of the Jedi Temple was my home as much as Earth was.

I looked forward to every new day I could spend at my job with Jema, Dede and others, helping little ones of every race find their own homes and through whatever life threw at them. I cherished the peace and calm of the Force flowing through me. It felt weird at first, but now, it was becoming a part of me. Whether it was due to my intimate relationship to Obi-Wan or the fact I'd finally totally accepted my life here, I'll never know, but I've enjoyed the gift I'd been given. The Force, coupled with my own experiences, helped me to help others more than I ever thought possible and it was something I felt that was right. Though I called it work, it didn't feel like it, but more of a calling of service. Though hard at times, I loved it completely. When I told Obi-Wan this, he said that I was becoming more like a true Jedi everyday. Now, coming from him, that was a huge compliment.

During the next several months, my duties would sometimes take me off planet, sometimes not. Sometimes one of us would leave, with the other coming home and so forth. Anakin continued to grow steadily, though his sometimes anger spouts and recklessness gave Obi-Wan and I concern. However, he was only fourteen, nearly fifteen. As he matured, he would grow out of it as Obi-Wan himself had done.

However, the fun part of this term was the lightsaber duels for the students in different levels of the saber technique classes from the higher initiates to the middle age Padawans. For this, the kids pared up, an older one with a younger one. Then, just as the singles spared against each other, then the pairs would spar too. (Mostly to help them get used to working/fighting with someone.) I was really looking forward to being able to watch this, but the one I wanted to see the most was the Master/Padawan contest later on. I heard by rumor that Anakin and Obi-Wan won last year's hands down.

Anakin was pretty upset that he wasn't involved (not in the class this term), while Obi-Wan was. The Jedi Council had often asked Obi-Wan to help guide and teach the initiates and younger Padawans the basics and skills of swordplay. He was a prime choice to do it and if he didn't have a Padawan, he would have been teaching that course full time.

Of course, my modest husband didn't see all of this, knowing how many more Knights were better qualified. I asked him whom in the Order, in the last fifty to hundred years, was the best swordsmen. His answer, Count Dooku and Qui-Gon. My next question was who trained whom. Yoda to Dooku to Qui-Gon to Obi-Wan. Need I say more honey? Point taken thank you very much.

As I watched him with the kids during those days, he was extremely gifted not only in swordplay, but also in working with those kids. He was not only teaching them how to fight and defend themselves, but about the Force and life itself. I couldn't help, but smile as I watched their faces shine with pride as they worked past their own goals. Obi-Wan was tuff, but equally encouraging when they accomplished skills they were working on.

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

I knelt down to the level of the ten-year-old girl. "Just take a deep breathe and let the Force fill you…Good….okay…" I gave her the instructions on a move we were working on. "Much better Arrianna."

"I still can't get it." She was so disappointed and I could feel her frustration, but she was gifted and would eventually get it as she grew physically and with the Force.

"Be patient young one, let the Force guide you and you'll get it. I promise." I placed my hands on her shoulder and squeezed it in encouragement.

"Thank you Master Kenobi." She smiled as several of the older initiates and younger Padawans came up to us and I just had a feeling something was going on.

"Master Kenobi, we would appreciate if you could show us with another Knight what our Masters have been teaching us this term." Lixon, the thirteen year old Bathan was trying to encourage a spar between two older Jedi, but he was using deductive reasoning. After all, the kids had only seen me do things when I demonstrated things in class.

I was debated whether to agree to it or not when I felt a little hand tugging on my robe. I turned to look into the biggest brown eyes.

"Please Master Obi-Wan." The little initiate was a part of the class that was present. (The smaller ones had taken turns watching during this time.) As I stared down into her eyes, my resolve weakened and I saw a similar little one with red hair gazing at me with a loving, trusting expression. I immediately shook it off, but wondered why this little girl had kept appearing to both Anakin and I.

"I'll take him on." I was about to let them down as gently as I could when Siri Tache, with a group of Jedi students, came up to us. I knew without a doubt the two of us had been set up.

I was about to comment when I heard Anakin call. "Come on Master."

Sighing, I took off my robe, handing it to one of the kids. "Hold this for me."

Arrianna just smiled as some of the kids cheered a little. "Sure Master Obi-Wan, spar with her."

With that the two of us bowed to each other and ignited our lightsabers. I could tell by the glint in her eyes that this was not going to be a light hearted duel, but besides with Anakin, this was the first time I had really spared with someone in a non-combat situation.

For the next while, all that could be heard in the room was the hiss of our lightsabers as they clashed together in some sort of dance. We parried back and forth, each taking turns advancing and defending, using must of the room, drawing on the Force.

We had circled around each other several times, each teasing each other, wondering when the other would strike. "You know, your skills have improved, but your basics haven't changed too much." Siri said as we circles around each other again.

"Oh really." I stated dryly, my eyes nearly leaving her face. "Then how come you haven't defeated me yet."

She smiled maliciously. "Nah, I thought I'd give everybody a show first."

I smiled back. "Then why don't you show me?"

She laughed as we both began to attack each other again, the crowd reacting to the sudden change in the spar.

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**Meagan's point of view**

I sat down next to Anakin as we watched the spar continue, enjoying watching it together. (He did a marvelous job commentating it for me too). Both of them were well known for their skills, and both been trained by powerful Jedi. It was like watching a dance. Both Siri and Obi-Wan used a combination of more modern martial arts with a 15th Century European style swordplay. It was amazing and everyone, especially the youngsters were in awe. It wasn't a wonder why Obi-Wan and Siri were easily two of the best swordsmen in the Order. Obi-Wan would pass Qui-Gon's skills in the next several years if he kept working at it.

Finally, Obi-Wan had nearly trapped Siri against the wall, but she somersaulted over him, nearly landing on one of the kids, but they moved rather quickly away.

"Stepping on little children now are we?" I could barely hear Obi-Wan taunt her.

Siri had momentarily been caught off balance from the last move, and nearly regained her composer, but Obi-Wan advanced on her, knocking her to the floor. The lightsaber flew across the room as he leaned over her. "Well, now that was fun."

She smiled as she stood. "Certainly. Anytime, any place Kenobi."

My husband grinned as he took his robes back from Arrianna. "You can call my agent."

Both of them laughed as the kids surrounded me, asking about this and that during the fight. It certainly seemed like the kids learned a lot from watching them spar together.

After everything calmed down, Obi-Wan and I headed back to our apartment while Anakin headed to a later afternoon class. "That was impressive." I told him as we walked.

He just shrugged. He was so modest.

I tried not to laugh as we entered our apartment. I then tried not to watch as he stripped down to a pair of tight pants. I came up from behind him, not being able to resist, slipping my arms up his strong back, then wrapping them around him.

"You know, I'm all sweaty." He told me, not turning around, but staying still.

I shrugged, my palms fingering his chest. "I'm proud of you. You're so good with those kids and so talented. With all those people watching, I couldn't help, but think that you are all mine."

He seemed amused. "And that's all you got out of that?"

"Of course not." I then told him about seeing how much work went into the study of swordplay and how well he working with the kids and such. "It's just an added plus that I call you my husband."

He turned, pulling me close against him. "I'm going to go shower." He lowered his head, his voice low. "Give me a few minutes and I would love to have you join me."

I couldn't help, but smile at the invitation. "You can count on it."

He kissed me thoroughly. "Good."

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Obi-Wan and I were nearing our first wedding anniversary when we started to plan a special evening together, but between our respective duties, which were taking both of us off planet, it never seemed to come together. I was on some planet called Rueflings when it came up. It wasn't how I wanted to spend it, but we did get a chance to talk to each other.

"I miss you." His image told me when I answered the comlink. "I'm sorry, this isn't exactly how I envisioned us to spend our first anniversary."

"Me too, but we can do something when we both get back. This will only take a few days more then we'll head for home."

"Good. I should be back shortly as well. Anakin's there since he didn't come with me on this mission."

"Be careful." I told him. "I love you."

"I love you too." We reached our hands to each other before the com. switched off.

My heart broke as I stared at the spot where my husband's image was. This wasn't what I wanted, being separated by light-years, but we would be together again, the first time in over a month. I couldn't wait to see him, but now I was learning a great deal about patience. However, this did give me some time to think about what to cook for dinner, how to decorate the dinning room, what lingerie to wear….

"Meagan…." Siri, who was the fellow Jedi Knight assigned to this project, called me.

"Yes." I stood up to face her, pulling my robes closer around me.

"We have everything set up." She smiled knowingly. "You just talked to Obi-Wan?"

I nodded. "Yes, today's our first anniversary. I sometimes can't believe it's been an entire year. Sometimes, it's hard being apart so much, but we both love what we do."

Siri nodded. "Well, congratulations and I'm sure you two will celebrate shortly."
I grinned. "That's what I was planning."

"You've been good for him." She said, abruptly changing the subject.

I laughed at that. "I don't think he's changed that much."

She stopped and turned to me. "Seriously, I remember when Masters Adi and Qui-Gon, Obi-Wan and myself went on missions together all those years ago. We've been friends since then, though we argued constantly, but you've brought out something only Qui-Gon could. Both Adi and I have seen this."

"Thank you. That's quite a compliment."

"Your welcome." With that we went back to work.

True to my word, two days later, the Jedi team and I headed back to the Temple. After settling back in, Anakin came and told me that Obi-Wan called to tell that he would be arriving in a day or so. Yes! That gave me at least an entire day to plan our dinner and such… Suddenly I couldn't wait to see my husband.

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I stretched out lazily, not wanting to leave the warmth of my husband's arms. I couldn't help, but remember how earlier that evening that Obi-Wan returned. We all ate dinner, then Anakin left shortly after, leaving the two of us alone.

We headed into the living room with some wine. He tucked me against him as we talked quietly about our missions and sipped the wine. At one point in time, he set down our glasses and pulled me even closer, his lips touching mine. It didn't take me too long to discover that we were both half-clothed and still lying on the couch. I remembered mumbling something about going into our bedroom. He just laughed and told me not to worry as his mouth left mine, making hot trails from my mouth to my lower neck.

He waved the light off with the Force, plunging everything around us into total darkness. It was only a few minutes later that I felt him slip my shirt off, making me forget the thought of ever moving.

Now, lying directly on top of him, I almost wished I had insisted. Of course after being away from each other for nearly a month and only a year after we married, it felt good to be so close.

"Good morning, my love." Though it was far from morning, I heard his deep voice in my ear. His eyes were still sleepy, but I could still see the love there.

We gently kissed as I tried to readjust myself, but being on a couch, I didn't get too far.

Obi-Wan laughed, pulling the blanket closer around us. He began to kiss me again, making me forget everything, but him, for the rest of the night.

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Everything through the next couple weeks to a month later was fine, except for the times when I found myself feeling a little tired and sometimes sick in the early mornings. I thought that I picked a bug up from one of my 'kids' or that it was something I ate…

I awoke one morning, dawn's early gray light barely poking through our window. Something was wrong, very wrong. I hurt all over, my stomach turning in knots. I pushed myself out of Obi-Wan's arms, curling into a ball, trying not to moan too loudly.

"Meagan, what…." Obi-Wan asked coming awake, but he didn't finish as I suddenly made a mad dash to the refresher.

After I cleaned out all of my stomach's contents, I leaned up against Obi-Wan, who had held my hair away from my face, whispering comforting comments in my ears. He gently wiped my forehead with a wet cloth and handed me a cup of water to rinse my mouth out.

Several minutes later, I pushed myself up, somehow feeling that this was all his fault. I didn't know how, but it was his fault.

"Meagan." His voice was quiet as I managed to stumble back to bed.

"Go away." I pulled the covers back, snatching them from Obi-Wan, climbing back into bed.

"Just rest now." He put a hand on my forehead.

I just glared at him. "Just go away."

He sighed, trying to figure out my strange mood swing. "I'll be in the other room if you need me."

I grumbled, rolling over as he slowly left the room. "Don't count on it."

I woke up several hours later, my stomach still upset, mouth dry, and my entire body was sore. I slowly sat up, fighting the pounding in my head. I took a sip of the water in a glass on the besides table that Obi-Wan must have left there earlier.

"Oh, that dear sweet man." I thought to myself. "I wasn't exactly nice to him earlier either." Sighing, I was about to get up to find him, when he tentatively poked his head into the room.

"Meagan? Is it safe to come in?"
"Sure." I patted the spot besides me. "I owe you an apology." He sat down next to me as we talked. "I'm sorry I was being a brat. Thank you for taking care of me."

"I forgive you my love." He slipped an arm around me, pulling my head against his chest. "How are you feeling?"

"Still a little woozy. I guess it was something I ate or picked up a bug from one of the kids."

"A bug?" He asked me.

"A stomach flu thing…."

He nodded as he helped me settle back down in bed and into a restful sleep.

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AN: Hello Traveling Buddy!!!!! LOL. You will have to excuse us, we just watched Jonah the Veggie Tales Movie. If you have seen the movie you know what we are talking about. If you have not seen this hilarious movie staring your favorite vegetables go to your local video store to rent it today. We wanted to put something into our story here from Jonah, but talking vegetables just didn't fit with lightsaber fighting Jedi!!!!! Gosh darnet. Oh well......anyway......

This is a shorter chapter, but we thought we need to move on to a different part of the plot line, so this chapter, along with the last one are more transitional ones. So, the lightsaber thing was fun and we were wondering if we should put in a Master\ Padawan contest later on in the story!!! Let us know if ya'll think it would be a good idea to do it or not. We look forward to hearing from you.