AN: We would really like the hear your thoughts on this latest turn of the story......Should or how should Meagan break this hostage situation to her husband??? Who, you remember was not pleased with this trip!!!!!!!!! Please review!!!!!!!!!!!


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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: 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 Nineteen,


I awoke the next morning, my muscles sore from sleeping on a concrete floor. Opening an eye, I saw Dede still sleeping next to me, while Padme was curled up on my other side. Sighing, I glanced across the huge room, seeing most of the small town, still fast asleep or at least resting quietly. Two to three guards paced the room, armed with several types of blasters. Knowing there was nothing I could do for the moment, I pulled up my robe, somehow managing to drift back to sleep.

It only seemed like minutes later, but it was probably about an hour or so, when a gruff voice announced that it was time to get up. During the next while, the team members from Naboo found the supplies that they had left in the building the day before. We divided them up as best as we could, and then distributed them out, not knowing how long we were going to be there.

It took us some time, but we managed to get everyone a little something without being noticed too much by these goons. After seeing to everyone else first, the team and I sat down in a corner of the room, eating a small part of our rations. As I took a sip of my water, Dede pushed me some of her own. I just stared at her, not quite sure how to respond as she whispered.

"Meagan, don't argue with me. You need this more than I do."

I sighed, my stomach growling traitorously as I considered her offer. "Do you have enough?"

Dede nodded as she sipped her water. "I'm fine."

Seeing the determination in her eyes, and between not wanting to hurt her feelings, and the need in me to provide for my baby, I finally gave into her. I then tucked her stuff into my own. She smiled and nodded her head, taking a small bit of her food.

After eating, we continued to sit and talk among ourselves. (If anyone got too noisy, the guard would threaten us.) It wasn't that much later when I got completely fed up with how these helpless women and children were being treated, with the guards yelling at the mothers to quiet their crying children and such. None of this was their fault, but they were being treated like it was and the rest of us weren't treated that much better either. Finally, I rose, ignoring Padme's and Dede's questions, marching, well as much as I could, through the people, trying to find the ring leaders. I was determined to get to the bottom of this without losing very many lives, especially those innocent. That was the call of a Jedi and all that I've learned here, is that the Jedi are the helpers, the ones that show compassion to those who need or to those who don't even deserve it. And that was what I was planning to do.

At the corner of the room, there was a passageway into another smaller room where I could hear voices coming from. Gathering my courage, I drew my robes close around me, hiding the little I was starting to show. I knew I was asking for trouble, but if they knew I was pregnant it would be something that they could use against me.

"Whada want woman?" The guard at the door to the room asked me, rather roughly, shoving a blaster in my face.

"I demand to see who is in charge here, now." I baited the gun away with my hand. He was more than shocked at my abruptness and I was able to easily brush past him and into the room. About ten men were sitting in a circle, smoking what looked like Cuban cigars, talking, obviously discussing their plans.

The leader, very angry at the intrusion, rose, scattering the papers that were in front of him. "What is she doing here?" He directed to the guard, who now stood behind me.

Before either of them could do anything, I walked away from the reaching guard's arm, to the other side of the table. "We both want this to be over and want something out of this right?" The leader glanced to his men, who were still sitting, and then turned back to me as I continued. "Look, to get what you want, all you need is one person. Let the rest of the town go. You can hold me hostage until Gunthuer Aritha comes here and gets this settled."

"Those people out there would just take over us." One protested and I immediately recognized him from the one that I chatted with the night before. He was obviously the right hand man, so to speak.

I gave him a "ya right" look. "We are a bunch of unarmed women and children. What harm are they going to do? Wash your clothes, cook a meal?" I played off the weaker sex theory, well knowing it thrived in this galaxy as well. They wouldn't think the small petite women could put up with a fight, but I knew of at least three to four that would.

They all glanced at each other, seemingly in some thought. "And if it didn't work?"

I smiled, well knowing it would work. "It will. The people that are cross planet want to preserve every life, not take it. They will work with you on this, more than likely giving you some of your demands, since you have demonstrated some trust and compassion by letting these people go." I sighed, stretching into the Force, trying to implement the idea into their minds. I knew I couldn't mind trick them all, but with a little pull of the Force, along with some thoughtful ideas, this could actually work.

"And if it doesn't work out?" The leader walked toward me, eyeing me from head to toe. He came to stand right in front of me, nearly blowing smoke in my face. "What's going to happen if 'your friends' don't go along with your plan? What if the great Gunthuer Aritha doesn't come within the next twenty-four hours?"

I shrugged slightly, masking the need to cough the smoke out of my face and looked straight into his eyes. "Then you can do what you want with me." I, thankfully, felt a gently reassuring from the Force that wasn't going to happen.

The men, most likely about my own age, looked at each other, smiling maliciously, finally sending a spiral of fear up and down my spine. I knew what their looks meant, and I hoped desperately whatever the Force had planned, it would happen before they did anything to me.

"Done." With that they all rose, gathering up their supplies, apparently ready to put this new plan into action. I watched carefully as one dropped a data pad to the floor. Reaching out with the Force, careful not to draw attention, I called it to me, tucking it into the sleeve of my robe. At the guard's call, I followed them into the main room, where most everyone sat quietly.

Gathering everyone's attention, a guard pulled me against him, putting the blaster to my temple as the leader announced the new plan.

"We are letting you go and keeping her." He inclined his head to myself. "You are to go back to your lives and if I even hear the breath of a chance that you go to the authorities, we will not hesitate to torture her."

A small gasp came from the crowd.

"Get your things and go before I change my mind and kill you all now."

Ordered chaos ensued as the woman grabbed what little they had, including their rations, gathered their families and left quickly. The Naboo team, along with Dede, left me anything they had that wasn't compensated, including their rations and then left as well. As Dede placed her things on the stack, I reached over to hug her, pressing the data pad into her hands. Her eyes widened as she realized what it was. I nodded my asset as the leader came up to us.

He glanced over at Dede and Padme, who were the only ones left, well knowing there were part of the leadership with the rescue mission. "I'm telling you to go to Aritha and tell him that I mean business and that he has twenty four hours to comply with our demands or that I'll kill her." He glanced at me lustfully. "I well intend to play with her first before I take joy in killing her."

Dede and Padme were going to protest to his words as the arm holding the blaster around me tightened and the clicking sounded eerily across the quiet room.

"Go girlies, before I kill her now."

I gave them a pleading look, as they actually did turn, leaving the building reluctantly, leaving me alone with cold blooded murders. Suddenly, fear rushed through me. What had I done?


*******


Through the rest of the what was left of the morning and to early afternoon, I sat in the middle of the room, mediating. Through the day there were two or three guards always there. Some of the others sat in the room, I guess just smoking a little as they bid time. I'd gathered that totally there was only about thirteen or so. I also thought that the rest of guards patrolled the city, making sure that no one got in or out, except Dede and Padme who were sent back to the others. I just prayed that the data pad contained something worthwhile on it and got to the leadership alright.

After I ate a late noon meal, I stood up and stretched out my muscles. The baby hadn't really stirred that much, mostly stayed quiet as if she sensed the tension, and knowing her mother needed to save her energy for a possible coming battle..

"The twenty-four hours is nearly out chick." One of the guards told me later that evening as I slowly paced around the room, feeling the faster current of the Force, as it was preparing for the upcoming battle.

I stopped and stared at him for a moment or two before speaking to him. "There is plenty of time."

He just grunted in response, watching my every moment with his blaster. It was nearly an hour later when another young guard ran in. "There here."

"Where is Gunthuer Aritha?" Was the first words out the leader's mouth as they all came in from the outside or from their control room.

"I"m right here."

Aritha came into the room, flanked by the four Jedi, wearing civilians clothing. "Why don't you let the little lady go?"

"Not until I get what I want. First of all, I want you to step down as governor and let the Resistant set up a new government. That's the only way you won't ruin our lives again. You always forgot us in everything. And lastly...you're life for hers."

"You're going to start another war. I"m sure that's not what you want."

"Why should we even care?"

"Why are you doing this?" Gunthuer Aritha didn't answer his question, but asked one of his own.

"Your son killed our innocent families. That's why we don't care."

"But isn't that what you are doing? Threatening to take the lives of the innocent?"

"It doesn't matter now, you hypocrite." The blaster tightened against my temple. "You are fine one to talk. Your own son taking lives and now you are proclaiming peace. What a laugh."

"That's the past. Put the weapon down. We can talk about this. We need your help trying to rebuild our lives, together."

"You don't want our help, but to save your own skin. You won't step down will you?"

"No." He said firmly. "Though, we want peace, like everyone else. I lost my own son and learned to let it go. You can do the same. We're not that much different, you and I."

I could sense him wavering slightly with indecision, but a surge through the Force warned me that it was short lived.

Mere seconds before the guy holding me pulled the trigger, I yanked my elbows back into his stomach. He gave a gasp of surprise, falling back. Reaching out with the Force, I immediately, called his blaster to me, wanting to protect myself. As he drew out another weapon, I pulled the trigger back, as Obi-Wan had taught me to, hitting him in the thigh.

He howled in pain and clutching his leg, fell back onto the floor. Stepping away, I immediately felt bad, but I had no choice in the matter. I felt a sudden, strong push in the Force, telling me to focus, not dwelling on the man that I shot. So, I turned, kicking another guy in the stomach, knowing instinctively that he was right there, ready to kill me.

As I ducked a few stray bullets that flew over my head, I could feel the Force moving in me. I realized that it just wasn't me, but also in my baby. It was like she wanted to be a part of it or at the least she sensed what was happening to her mother. I could feel her move in me as one of the Jedi approached, after they had managed to disarm all the guards and apprehended them into their custody.

"You all right?"

I nodded my head, tucking the blaster in my robe, extremely glad that this was over. "I"m fine."

During the next few minutes, the resistant movement members where gathered and taken back to the main headquarters to discuss what to do with them. They also brought back the townspeople, wanting to keep them safe, especially as night dawned.

After having a long day, we decided to lock up the men and decided what to do in the morning, calling it a night. After sleeping on a concrete flooring, I was let into one of the ships to be able to sleep on a bed. Feeling exhausted, I easily tucked the covers around me, nearly falling asleep. But the thought of what I was going to tell my husband when I went home kept me awake for a few minutes longer.


*******


The next day dawned clear and bright. And since I'd become pregnant, I unfortunately awakened early once again. This little one must be a morning person, I couldn't help, but think to myself as I went into the refresher. Of course, my rational mind assured me that this little one, though already knowing something about the Force, had no concept of time as yet.

Smiling to myself despite the fact of how tired I felt, I took a long hot shower, dressed, then headed back to the main area to see what needed to be done next. Of course, everyone hovered over me, especially Dede, to make sure I was alright.

"Are you sure you just don't want to go home now?" She asked me again during breakfast, making me loose count of how many times she already asked that same question.

I sighed. "I'm fine Dede." I gave her a small smile. "The only thing I'm concerned about right now is what I'm going to tell Obi-Wan when I get back."

Dede laughed. "Tell you what, as long as you take it easy today and don't tell Marlo, I won't say a thing to your husband or his apprentice."

That I could go along with. "You have yourself a deal. I won't say anything either."

"Good." She glanced at me again, worry still sketched on her features. "Maybe on Naboo you could....." The look on my face stopped her sentence short.

"Dede, we're fine. I would know if something was wrong and if something goes wrong, I'll see someone. Can we talk about something else for now?"

Dede's sigh told me she was giving in for the moment at least. "All right, but beware, they are going to assign you to the first crew to Naboo."

"I'm not surprised at that." With that we remained quiet, finished eating and joined everyone else in the planning meeting.


*******


After thoroughly discussing everything that happened, we decided to have the goons help clean up the parts of the planet that were actually habitual. We thought it would be good therapy for them, helping others also move on with their lives. A few of the men still had a few pieces of their more extended families left, some even on the other side. Maybe this incident would help start the healing process of some of them. And they would also start helping others that were staying rebuild a government, together.

Anyway, I didn't get to be too involved in this because, as Dede projected, Padme, and I would be leading the first group to Naboo just the next morning. Most of the group going with us was some in the nearby village that we helped in the first few days of our arrival and the one that was with us during the hostage. So, I spent most of the time, organizing the lists of things, people and such we would need to bring with us. Of course, this was something I could do sitting down. I hated being forced down like that, but I was tired and now wasn't the time nor the place for a major argument, which I had no doubt would ensue with Dede.

I easily collapsed in bed that night, glad that the day was over and I could rest. Listening to the quiet of the ship, I reached toward the Force, easily picking out the Jedi as well as my friends, and the people under our protection. Dipping in deeper I instinctively reached toward where I could find Obi-Wan and could just barely feel his presence, which meant he and Anakin were across the galaxy. Now we couldn't talk telepathically or anything like that being separated for more than a star system, but if we were relatively close, we could still pick up each other's emotions. However, if we were a long way from each other, all we got were fleeting presences. So, it was safe to assume that he would have no inkling that anything remotely dangerous had occurred. So, in other words, I might be able to get away with not telling him that I was held hostage. I especially didn't want him to know since I was with child and he did tell me he had an odd feeling about this, which turned out to be right.

Sighing, I let go of the slight presence of Obi-Wan and thought of our daughter. I couldn't help, but smile as I touched my slightly rounded middle and felt her settle down. Reaching toward her in the Force, I sent her waves of my love and protection. I could tell she was grabbing a hold of it, slightly projected back her love and what I could almost detect as a goodnight mamma. I wiped a tear away as I continued to stroke my middle lovingly, helping her settle down from the last days events. It wasn't that much later that I fell asleep myself, dreaming of a little girl with dark red hair and sparkling blue-green eyes.

*******

The next morning it didn't take that long to get things ready to go. Our job in Naboo was to get the resettlement begun. Now, teams, still on Naboo, had already worked some, so we just had to get them settled into homes and begin there new lives. Of course, adjustment would take a lot longer than the move itself, but the Jedi would stay there for a few weeks and they could always find help among the natives later.

Now, most of the time on the ship, I spent either resting in my small quarters, shared with Padme, or helping the people keep calm during the couple day flight. It was a time of peace and quiet, one that I enjoyed thoroughly. However, what drove me nuts was that after the tension from everything had settled down, my food cravings started to come back.

On the night before we landed on Naboo, I finally had to go get something to eat. I had come back, mumbling something about wondering where my husband was when I really needed him, when I ran into a piece of furniture.

Padme instantly woke up at the groan of pain I must have let out. "Meagan are you alright?"

I leaned down, examining where the short table hit my leg. Rubbing it, I discovered there would be a slight bruise. "Just wasn't looking where I was going. I'll be fine."

She raised an eyebrow in question as I could see her reaching toward a light. "Are you sure? I mean you are up and about in the middle of the night. Are the passengers alright? Is something going on....?"

I straightened up as I walked back to bed, well knowing she could probably tell I was pregnant or at least very curious about what was going on. "There is nothing wrong except that I was satisfying a very intense food craving that wouldn't go away and wasn't paying attention to where I was going."

Her eyes widened as she glanced at my form and after hearing my words put together the situation. "No wonder Dede's concerned for you. I am assuming she knows of your condition?"

I nodded as I settled back into bed. "Obi-Wan and I just started telling people, so I guess she doesn't feel that comfortable telling others yet."

She smiled, sitting up in bed. "Congratulations. I"m sure Obi-Wan and Anakin are pleased, though I'm surprised Ani hasn't told me yet."

"Thanks." I paused before continuing. "Well, we had asked him not to say anything for a while, but I wouldn't be surprised if you had a letter from him telling you all about the fact he's going to be Uncle Anakin."

"So, they both are excited?"

I smiled, gently rubbing my middle again, trying to settle her down again. "Yes, but they also watch my every move. I wouldn't be here right now if this wasn't an assignment."

"What are you going to tell them when you get back?"

"I have no idea." I told her honestly. "And no matter what I say, I won't be leaving the Jedi Temple again to this baby's born."

"When are you due anyway?"

"In the late summer, on Republic time."

"Really? If you hadn't gotten up, I wouldn't have ever known."

I giggled at that. "Well, these Jedi robes can hide anything. I know I've been putting on weight lately."

She nodded as I started yawning. "We'd better get back to sleep, morning will come early."

I nodded as she turned out the lite and I immediately fell back asleep.


*******


In the morning Padme and I talked about different things, including if we had started talking about names and if she ever wanted to get married and have a family. That didn't surprise me too much, she was a loving gentle woman. She did confess she didn't see how having a political career and a family could work. I wasn't going to say anything, well knowing Anakin still had a huge crush on her, but when she outright asked me how we did it, I couldn't lie.

"It isn't easy. There are times where we hardly see each other and I want to scream in frustration because we can only talk over communicators. However, we love each other and that we are soul mates, staying together for a reason. We've made it a habit when we are on planet to spend at least some time alone together. Just like everything, you have to work on it." I smiled at her as we came up to the cockpit for landing on Naboo. "Despite some difficulties, I wouldn't trade the relationship we have or for having a baby for anything. It is worth it."

She nodded her thanks as we settled back into chairs in the cockpit, for the descent. As I watched the beautiful planet of Naboo appear in the view finder, I easily remembered my first trip there, right after our honeymoon, the serene beauty, the friends we made, but also the night Obi-Wan and I spent in the hanger. Even now, I could recall the pain I felt in him at being back to the place where he lost his beloved Master. Still, even now, I could feel Qui-Gon's presence in the Force here, his bright strong light, filling the planet with a gentle peace.

I felt Padme nudge me with her elbow. "Meagan? You okay?"

I wiped the tears that I barely realized where there. "I"m fine, it's just when I see Naboo, no offense, but it's a little painful."

She nodded her head in instant understanding. "Master Jinn was a wonderful man and a great Jedi."

I nodded, still overcome with emotion. We still missed him very much. "Yes he was."

"So, you knew him?"

I nodded. "I spent an entire year with him and Obi-Wan on my first trip here. He took me in when I had no where else to go and he was a father to Obi-Wan."

Sensing my need for quiet, she didn't make another comment. Extremely grateful, I gave her a slight smile, trying to release my feelings into the Force. It helped greatly when we landed soon and we had to get to work, forcing my thoughts away from a man that I desperately wished my daughter could have known.


AN: Well, Meagan managed to get out of this one, but she might just get it when Obi-Wan finds out about this....By the way....she just might not tell him about this....and imagine what could happen if someone else told him?????? LOL After this mission concludes, maybe they will settle on a name for the baby and some other fun stuff....Hope you continue to read and review.....