Disclaimer: All characters except for Meagan, Sasha and a few minor other characters, belong to George Lucas, and we are not receiving any profit off this work of fiction.

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

From Earth to Star Wars

Part Two: Is now Post TPM by about six years. (Anakin is now about fifteen.) Meagan has been back for about two years now.

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. Obi-Wan and Meagan have now gotten married and are living happily in the Jedi Temple, with Anakin still being trained.

Chapter Sixteen

**Meagan's point of view**

I slowly awoke the next morning, my stomach a little queasy, but other than that I felt okay. Though, I was still reeling from the discovery Obi-Wan and I made just hours ago. Nothing could have prepared me from the shock when we felt the life we created stir within me. I tentatively placed my hands on my middle. Wow. I couldn't help, but smile, I was going to have a baby.

I sat up in bed, glancing around for my husband. Realizing Obi-Wan wasn't in our apartment, I stretched out with the Force, trying to find him. I could feel him somewhere in the Temple, deeply meditating. I immediately withdrew, not wanting to disturb him, especially considering the fact he was probably mediating due to my pregnancy. Sighing, I rose out of bed, a little dizzy, but fought past it, working my way to the kitchen.

While I fixed a light breakfast of tea and biscuits, I couldn't help, but wonder what would happen concerning my baby. I briefly wondered what we were going to do about this, but I was already pregnant. There wasn't something we could really do, except get ready to become parents. Throwing off my questions, knowing I would protect my baby at all costs, I went to go get ready for the day.

After I showered and dressed, I ventured down to the office, knowing Obi-Wan would come get me when he was ready for the two of us to go to the Healer's. Just as I went through the door, Jema approached me.

"Are you sure you should be in here and not in bed?" Jema asked me outright. The others working just glanced at us, but concern were written on their faces.

"I'm fine." I insisted as we walked into my small office. "I just wanted to get out of my place for a while."

Jema sighed, realizing I wasn't going to leave anytime soon. "Well, not until you feel completely well, you can just keep up with the paperwork."

"Bring it on." I told her as I sat down behind my desk. I would have preferred being assigned to a case, but at this point, Jema controlled most of the shots.

"Have fun." Jema told me as she brought in a stack of stuff a few minutes later as I was organizing my desk. "This should keep you busy for a while."

I sighed, taking a slow sip of the tea I brought along.

"Are you sure you are up to this? You look pale." The concern in her voice was sincere and I had a hard time not breaking down and telling her about my baby, but without Obi-Wan's permission, I stayed quiet.

"I'll be fine." I certainly hoped this morning sickness would go away soon.

She sighed, as if deciding something, and then left.

I was about halfway through the stack when Obi-Wan came into the room. I smiled up at him, knowing exactly what he wanted.

"Can this wait?" He asked me directly, leaning over the desk, as Jema entered the room. I could tell by the sternness in his eyes that there was no room for debate, but now I didn't mind so much.

Before I could answer, Jema spoke up. "Get her out of here Obi-Wan."

The three of us laughed as Obi-Wan escorted me out.

"You feeling okay?" He asked me as we walked down corridors of the Jedi Temple.

I shrugged. "My stomach was a little queasy this morning and I felt a little dizzy, but I'm okay now."

He nodded, squeezing my hand. The rest of the way to the Healer's was in silence.

*******

Needless to say I was a bit nervous as we entered the Healer's wing. We were actually greeted by Jessier Hellman, the head Healer. Much to my relief, she was also a female human.

"Well, it's about time you came to see me." She greeted us with a smile and I was glad that she had some sense of humor. She immediately made me feel much more relaxed.

"You've heard I've been sick uh?" I couldn't help but ask.

"You could say that. I live next door to Catura. She mentioned that you had caught a good case of the Nefline flu." (Catura was another coworker of mine.) She then motioned us over toward an examining room. "Let's take a look."

Obi-Wan and I glanced at each other then back to Jessier, commonly called Master Jessie. Then I spoke up. "Actually we just figured out that it's not the flu, but I think…no, we know I'm pregnant."

She smiled, then nodded. "I still want to take a look at you and the baby anyway." She led the way down a hallway, then ushered me into a room. Obi-Wan followed us, and was about to enter when Jessie turned to him. "You can wait outside. Meagan will be alright."

I immediately felt his protest due to his protective nature over me. But Jessie stood her ground.

"Not only do I need to examine her with the Force, but physically, which will be easier to do between the two of us."

Obi-Wan glanced toward me, then back to Jessie, nodded and left.

Jessie turned around while I started undressing. We talked about how Obi-Wan and I discovered what the exactly "problem" was, how long I've been sick, when conception occurred, etc.

After I was undressed waist down, I laid down on the table, a sheet covering me.

Jessie then came over to me. "I can give you something that should take care of the morning sickness before you leave. It will take a few days to work, but it will help you."

"Good." I told her as she started to examine me as uncomfortable as that was.

It was a few minutes later after she finished the exam when she looked up to me and came to stand besides me. "Everything is just fine. You are right in saying your just seven and half weeks along. Now, I want you to close your eyes and reach into the Force." I did as I was told and I could feel her reaching into the Force, making sure both my little one and myself was all right. I couldn't help, but reach to my little one, already becoming deeply attached to…..her…..our daughter.

It was a few minutes later that we both came out of it and she looked to me and smiled. "She's already forming a bond with you. That's good."
She turned around as I began to dress again. "She's strong in the Force?"

"We, of course, won't get an actual midi-chlorian count to her birth, but I could already feel the Force in her, though she hasn't quite realized it yet."

I couldn't help, but glance down at my still flat middle. "She'll feel it even before she's born?"

Jessie nodded. "Most Force sensitive baby's from Jedi parents' learn to respond to your touches well before birth." She came over to me with something like a needle, but not. She cleaned a spot on my upper arm and pressed it into me. "If you still are feeling sick and tired in a few days, call me."

I nodded. "It won't hurt my baby will it?"

She shook her head. "She'll be fine. I want to see you in about a month." We went over a few things about eating right, what to expect during the next month or so, and so forth. During this time we told Obi-Wan he could come in, so he would hear this too, considered he was my baby's father.

After we left the Healer's I was a little tired from the whole thing, so I went back to a nap. I curled up in bed, my arms wrapping around my middle protectively. I was more than relieved she was doing fine and strong in the Force. I couldn't help, but think that the Force had a plan concerning this little one, especially since I gotten pregnant while on birth control. Maybe, I thought to myself, that this little one would have a future with the Skywalker children. Did the Force let myself become pregnant so she would be able to become a Jedi in a time where there was none? I let the questions swirl around in my mind for a moment or two as I pictured the original trilogy, wondering if our daughter would be there. Of course I never was mentioned or seen in the movies as of my last return trip home, but that didn't mean it wouldn't happen and these worlds could be so different.

Sighing, I shook my thoughts off and easily feel into a nice restful sleep.

*******

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

I entered our bedroom, sitting in the chair in the corner, watching Meagan sleep. I was extremely relieved that we now knew what was making her ill. However the cause blew my mind. None of my training had prepared me for the moment when we, using the Force, felt the life that Meagan and I created. Her being with child wasn't what I was expecting, but there was nothing really we could actually do.

Besides the morning sickness, I was glad that they were doing all right. Though, despite my somewhat mixed feelings about this, I did want to make sure that they stayed strong and healthy.

I couldn't help but wonder what the next step was. Anakin did need to be told, especially since it would directly involve him and the Council since they would decide if the baby would be trained (if the potential was great enough). Though Master Jessie did believe that our child was already growing in the Force and I certainly agreed with her from my experience the previous night.

I sighed as Meagan shifted in her sleep and I nearly felt overwhelmed by what we discovered. I, not only was responsible for a Padawan and a wife, but now a baby. A new life to teach, to take care of in this ever-changing galaxy around us. Things were beginning to build in the Senate and this world was extremely unpredictable to be bringing a child into it. But as I continued to watch Meagan, I couldn't help, but also think that the little ones around the Temple brought such joy, such hope into our lives. Would our little one be that way too even if we weren't really ready for this or planned it?

"Obi-Wan?" The soft voice of my wife broke me from my thoughts.

I turned to her, gazing at her soft figure lying beneath the covers. "Yes, my lady love?"

She smiled at the term of endearment. "You're just sitting there?"

I got up and sat down next to her, leaning down to her. "Just keeping an eye on you two. You feel any better?"

She nodded. "A nap was just what I needed. It's been a long day so far."

I gently brushed some stray locks of her hair out of her face. "Yes, it has."

She shifted, slowly sitting up, then snuggling into me. "You know we have a lot to talk about."

I sighed. "Yea we do, but not today. I think we need to adjust to this before we tell anyone or decide anything."

Meagan nodded against me before rising to go get something to eat.

*******

That night, I stretched out in bed, tucking Meagan close against me, wanting to take care and protect her and the child she carried. She sighed softly as she fell asleep. I laid awake for a moment or two before settling down with her. Both of us slept through the night quite soundly, but just before dawn, Meagan woke up sick. I helped her into the refresher as she lost whatever she managed to eat last night.

Several minutes later she leaned back up against me, giving me a weak smile. "At least it doesn't seem as bad, knowing why I can't keep anything down."

Using the Force, I wetted a cloth and wiped her face. "That medication should start to help you soon."

She took a deep breath, glancing up to me with a look of pure annoyance. "I certainly hope so."

"Come on, love, let me help you back to bed." I leaned over her, gently helping her up to her feet.

"I can do it myself, thank you very much." She glared at me, pushing away, but as she turned to leave, she had to grab the sink to keep from falling back over.

I put my hand around her waist to help her gain her balance back. "You okay?"

"I'm fine." She immediately snapped, but allowed me to lead her back to bed. "I just got a little dizzy."

I nodded as I pulled back the covers, and then assisted her back into bed. Leaning over the bed, I tucked her in. "I know love."

Her glare was quickly turning into tears. "I'm sorry Obi-Wan, I didn't mean to snap. It's just….."

"Meagan, you're still trying to adjust to this drastic change in your body. Give yourself some time."

Now she was really crying and I couldn't help but wonder if she was experiencing what Master Jessie described as mood swings. This could get very old, very fast. "Why are you always saying everything just right when I'm so mean to you?"

I pushed the hair out of her face. "Just taking care of my love and you're not mean."

"Thank you." She reached up, touching my beard lightly. "You going anywhere right now?"

I shook my head, still perched on the edge of the bed. "I have some Senate meetings I have to attend to during the next several days, but that's later in the afternoons. Don't worry, I won't leave you."

"I know." She smiled slightly, fighting sleep.

"Get some rest Meagan." I straight out told her, touching her forehead with my hand, sending her a light Force suggestion.

She glared at me, knowing I was sending her a sleep suggestion. "I'll sleep if you climb back into bed with me."

"I can't resist a beautiful lady." I told her, sliding in besides her, pulling her back firmly against my chest.

"Good, I have you well trained." She turned in my arms, snuggling close.

I couldn't help, but laugh as she fell back asleep and I soon followed.

*******

It was later that evening after I returned from the meetings, still trying to adjust to knowing I was going to be a Father.

Shaking off my thoughts, I watched as Meagan set the table for our dinner. She was humming a tune and she was positively glowing. I almost couldn't believe this was the same woman who woke up this morning sick and crabby. Of course, this was perfectly normal for her, and that the medication usually took several days before it cured her.

Meagan sat down the last cup and eyed the setting. Her hands gently touched her middle and a smile spread across her features. It was the first time since the night we discovered the baby that she did that. The action brought tears to my eyes and a tenderness welled up in me. Before I wasn't sure about this whole thing, but now watching Meagan, suddenly I wanted her to have this baby, my child.

I walked up to her, slipping my arms around her waist. I let my hands settled over hers as she settled back into the embrace. "Hello beautiful."

She blushed prettily. "Hello yourself."

"Feeling better?" I asked quietly.

She nodded as she turned to face me. "Much. I hope this stuff they gave me works soon. I'm tired of being tired and sick."

"I'm sure you'll be fine." I said, pulling her close with one arm, while the other tentatively settled on her middle, not quite sure if I could touch her where our child rested. "Besides, you're strong and healthy. I'm going to make sure you stay that way."

She smiled, but I knew what was coming. "That's sweet, but I can take care of myself."

I leaned down until our foreheads were touching. "I well know that, but I want to make sure our little Jedi is well provided for and taken care of."

Tears welled in her eyes at the sound of our. She pulled back to look into my eyes. "Obi-Wan are you sure about this?"

"Meagan, nothing will give me more pleasure than having a baby with you."

She murmured something, probably my name as I gently wiped away her tears before we began to kiss.

*******

It was just the next night, while we were lying in bed that the baby came up again. Meagan was lying on her back while I was on my side, making lazy patterns across her middle.

She smiled gently at the touches. "Any reason why you've been quiet all night?"

I turned my attention to her. "No particular one. I just wonder if it's a boy or a girl."

She propped herself up on an arm. "If you had a choice…."

"A girl." I answered immediately. "We already have a son."

She grinned and I got the feeling she already knew. "What if I told you that wish will be coming true?"

My heart leapt. "How do you know so soon? You haven't felt her with the Force yet have you?"

"She really didn't respond to us, but Jessie and I discovered it when she used the Force during the exam. I just hadn't gotten around to telling you yet."

I couldn't have been more pleased about it, glad that she had told me, somehow not too surprised that she knew already. "I can't wait."

She sat up straight. "Yes we can. There is so much to do…."

"Whoa there." I pulled her back down into my arms. "We have plenty of time and whatever happened to enjoying a peaceful moment between the three of us?"

At my words, she settled into me as our hands connected over her middle.

**Meagan's point of view**

It was only a few days later when Obi-Wan and Anakin went on a training session with several other Jedi teams on Mathastar, which only lasted about a week. While they were gone, I spent most of my time thinking of how our apartment was going to change with a baby around. I was still unsure about how this child was going to be raised, how this was going to affect us, Anakin, and even the Temple. However, knowing my concerns would be addressed later, I firmly concentrated on the children that came through my office and pushed the little one I carried to the back of my mind, during office hours at least.

It was right about a week later when the two returned. I was resting comfortably on the couch when they entered the room, laughing about something. It felt good to hear them laugh. There were times when their two strong wills clashed horribly.

"What's so funny?" I rose and greeted my husband with a kiss.

"Master, just thinks he knows everything about driving. He got us lost coming home." Anakin smirked. The Jedi teams that went to training session took different ships according to their training assignments.

Obi-Wan turned to Anakin. "I did not. You were driving, not me."

"You told me to turn, right, so I turned right."

"I told you nothing of the sort, you just wanted to take the long way home to avoid seeing the Council before they ended their session for the day."

Anakin looked perfectly innocent. "Who me?"

Obi-Wan shook his head, about to say something when I held up my hands. No matter what galaxy you are in, men still argue over directions. "All right you two. You got home in one piece and don't have to argue who got lost."

The two immediately began to protest good-naturedly.

I shook my head. "You two act worse than the kids I work with."

Anakin glanced at Obi-Wan as we moved into the kitchen. "She just insulted you Master."

Obi-Wan smiled. "She insulted you too Padawan."

Anakin smiled. "I know, but she's your wife."

We all laughed as I poured the two something to drink.

"Do you have any licorice?" Anakin asked me. As a teenager, he was always hungry, especially for candy and other things not good for you.

"Would I ever do that to you?" I asked him, teasing him.

"I don't think so." Anakin grinned, and hoped up from the chair he was sitting in, and ran back into the kitchen.

Obi-Wan and I looked at each other and smiled. It was nice to spend a moment or two alone.

Anakin came back in a few moments later and put the licorice can on the coffee table. Obi-Wan shook his head. "I don't know how you can eat that."

I playfully gave Obi-Wan a slap on his arm. "Leave him alone, he's still a growing boy."

"Thank you." Anakin said after swallowing a big bite. "I'm glad that you can defend me from the tyrant."

Obi-Wan fought the urge to roll his eyes. "I don't know where you get your ideas Anakin. I think one too many of those has gotten to your brain."

I sat there for a second, listening to the banter, wondering if I should break it up, when I reached for a piece of the black candy. I usually never ate them, just kept them around for Anakin's sake, but now they actually tasted pretty good. I'd been having the oddest cravings lately.

Suddenly, I found both of them looking at me. "What?"

Obi-Wan raised his eyebrows, while Anakin's jaw nearly dropped open. "You're eating my food."

"You're food? I don't see you buying them." I asked him, knowing if he kept asking questions, he would learn about the baby.

"Yea, but I'm the only one that eats them." He protested, grabbing another one possessively. "What's wrong?"

Obi-Wan and I glanced at each other. "Nothing's wrong."

Anakin looked from me to Obi-Wan and back to me again. "I know you better than that Meagan. You hate this stuff."

Obi-Wan smiled slightly. "We might as well go ahead and tell him."

"Tell me what?" Anakin asked, his curiosity immediately piqued up. "You're not really ill or…"

I could sense his anxiety go sky high and I hated to see him worried about me when there was nothing to worry about. "It's nothing like that, Anakin…it's just…." I paused and glanced at Obi-Wan again who gave me a firm nod. "I'm going to have a baby."

He glanced from one of us to the other, seemingly not sure what to say. "Really?"

I nodded as I felt Obi-Wan's hand slid into mine and gave it a gentle squeeze.

"How long have you known?"

"About a week, right before you two left."

Anakin turned and glared at Obi-Wan. "We've been on a trip together and you never told me or even hinted at it."

Obi-Wan shrugged his shoulders. "Well, there never was really the right time and I thought Meagan should be the one to tell you."

Anakin finally began to see his point. Then he looked back to me, grinning from ear to ear. "Can I be Uncle Anakin?"

I couldn't help, but smile at that. Anakin would, most likely, be the only "family" my baby would ever know, besides her parents. "I wouldn't see why not."

"Good." Anakin glanced at me, still wary of the fact I was eating "his food." "You sure you feel alright?"

I laughed out loud this time. "I'm perfectly fine except for some odd food cravings." I was really glad that the medication for my morning sickness kicked in before any one guessed my condition, though I know I'd put on several pounds.

"So, you eating my food isn't permanent?" Anakin asked, whether he was concerned for my health or his food, I couldn't tell.

Both Obi-Wan and I started laughing. "Always thinking about your stomach."

Anakin looked hurt, but took a sip of his drink and decided to ignore us, asking us instead. "When's the baby due?"

"Not until the summer. I'm not quite nine weeks along yet." Obi-Wan and I smiled at each other. "No one else knows yet, besides you two and the Healers."

Anakin opened his mouth to say something when Obi-Wan cut him off. "Please don't say anything to anyone until Meagan and I decide how to handle this."

Anakin nodded his head, understanding that a Jedi born child, though somewhat common, was a big issue and that no one had really forgotten the fact I was from a planet called Earth.

The three of us talked and laughed about different things until Anakin left for his own quarters. He would be back in the morning so he and Obi-Wan could check in with the Council. So it wasn't until we were getting ready for bed that Obi-Wan pulled me close.

"I missed you."

"Missed you too." I smiled into his eyes as he kissed me deeply.

"You sure you feel alright?" He asked as I climbed into bed.

"I'm fine. Having odd food cravings is perfectly normal." I felt him climb into bed besides me and pulled me close.

He still looked doubtful, but let it slide. "I'm just concerned about you, Meagan and the little one."

I couldn't help, but smile as I reached up and stroked his face. "That's sweet, and I feel wonderful…."

"But?" Obi-Wan prompted me, knowing there was something else.

"It's frustrating when I have cravings for foods I've never even heard of, but especially for foods from home. Things my Mom used to cook and it's the stuff that I can't find anything remotely close to here."

Obi-Wan tried not to laugh. "I know Meagan. I'm just glad that you and the baby are healthy and you two are going to stay that way if I have anything to say about that."

"I'll be fine." I leaned my head against his strong chest, hearing the sure steady beat of his heart. "I love you."

He gently kissed my temple. "I love you too."

It wasn't long before I fell asleep, glad that I was back in my husband's arms.


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AN: Well, Meagan and Obi-Wan seemed to have adjusted to having a kid, though they still have a long way to go. Anakin also is thrilled to know that he will be an uncle, but of course, that's just an immediate reaction. Who knows, we might find an impatient, jealous young man next chapter and Obi-Wan's patience with Meagan's mood swings might not last that much longer. We were thinking that she should go on a mission off planet, against her husband's wishes in a chapter or two!

We would love to have your opinions on her pregnancy, or what kind of Father Obi-Wan will make and so forth, so please, please, please review.