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

From Earth to Star Wars

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.

AN: We're sorry that it's been so long, but we've been busy with school and work and our writer's block hasn't gotten any better, especially when we think of things for the future. We wanted this chapter posted a long time ago, but whatever we were coming up with wasn't working and we'd start from scratch until we'd finally came up with what you'd read below. So that's why it's a bit shorter than normal. Anyway, we hope you enjoy it just the same. And hopefully we'll come up with something more soon! Thanks again for being so patient with us and continuing to read and review our story.

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Chapter Fifty Two,

Meagan's Point of View

Please note that this chapter takes place about eight months after the last one.

"Mummy..." Through the depths of sleep, the higher pitched voice of my baby daughter slowly began to reach my ears. I moved to get up to see to her, but Obi-Wan's arm stopped me.

"Meagan, she'll go back to sleep on her own." His voice was sleep filled, but full of confidence. "She's just asking for attention."

I wrenched my arm from his grip. "But what if she really needs something?"

"Meagan, she's 20 months old. She's fine." Obi-Wan rolled over, obviously planning on ignoring her cries. "Just go back to sleep."

I stared at him for a moment or two before Sasha called out again. "Mummy." This time there was more desperation in her voice.

So ignoring Obi-Wan's protest, I threw back the covers and rose from the bed, going straight into Sasha's room. I palmed open the door to find my daughter, standing up in her crib, crying. "What's wrong honey?"

Instead of giving me a vocal response, she took her thumb from her mouth and simply lifted her arms up in the air.

Leaning down, I picked her up, immediately noticing how much she had grown in the last several months. As I sat down in a chair, rocking her in my arms, my mind drifted to the past eight months. After returning from Naboo, things seemingly had settled down and we returned to more of a normal life. Well, with everything that had happened, including the fact that Obi-Wan nearly died and Sasha was nearly taken by that same damn pirate, we were all on some sort of leave from the Order. Of course Anakin continued his studies and we did things around the Temple, but none of us had left the planet as yet. Which was fine by me. I loved having both of them around and they appreciated being around these special early years with Sasha. Though as the turmoil in the Senate grew, along with the growing Separatist movement, I knew one of these days they would be leaving again.

"Mummy." Sasha's voice and her small hands patting my face, broke me out of those deeper thoughts. She smiled up at me, obviously wanting something. "Play."

I nearly groaned, knowing I would soon hear I told you so from Obi-Wan. "It's too early. You're going back to bed little one."

"No." Though she stopped protesting at the stern look I sent her as I rose from the chair only to place her back into the crib.

"Good night Sasha." I tucked her favorite bear in with her before covering her with a light blanket. I watched her for a moment or two, realizing that she was slowly losing her baby features, quickly growing into an active toddler, one that was growing in the Force.

Seeing she did fall back asleep, I left the room and crawled back into our bed. And I hoped Obi-Wan didn't notice.

But it was very short lived and his tone was full of sarcasm. "Was I right?"

"Shut it will you?" I sassed back at him.

He immediately began laughing, well knowing that he was right.

I turned back towards him, pulling back the covers and slapped his side. "It's not funny."

Swift as a cougar, he turned, pulling me under him. "Oh yes it is."

I reached up, liking the feel of his now fully grown back beard. "You're never going to let me hear the end of this are you?"

A smirk played on the edge of his lips. "Now if I didn't, what would be fun in that?"

I shrugged, deciding to play along. "Maybe to be nice to your wife."

He gazed at me for moment before smirking again.

I playfully slapped his chest as he started laughing again.

I slowly awoke the next morning, hearing the soft chattering of Sasha, soon followed by Obi-Wan's softer voice. I couldn't quite understand what they were saying, but just the sound of their voices was enough to fill my heart with love.

I was about the fall back asleep when the door slid open and I could hear Sasha running across the room. She took several minutes but she managed to crawl up onto our bed and snuggle up next to me. "Hi Mummy."

"Good morning Sasha."

Sasha giggled as she reached up, playing with my hair. "Hungry."

I raised an eyebrow, wondering if she had just gotten up as she was still in her night clothes. "And Daddy didn't feed you?"

"No. Daddy and me med..." Her voice trailed off as she couldn't quite pronounce the word correctly.

"Meditating." I sounded the world out for her.

Sasha nodded enthusiastically as the door slid open again.

"Sasha." Obi-Wan's voice was quiet, as if he didn't want to wake me. "Don't wake mummy."

"It's alright. I'm up." I said, sitting up in bed, Sasha crawling around in the covers.

Obi-Wan walked into the room and handed me a cup of coffee. "I did make this."

I took a slow sip, savoring the warmth around my hands. "Thanks."

"Your quite welcome my lady." He drawled out as he reached for Sasha. "Come little one. Let's let mummy get dressed."

"Okay." Sasha took his hand and climbed down from the bed. "Hungry."

I watched as the two leave the room with Obi-Wan promising they were going to get something to eat. Smiling, I took another long sip of the coffee before I got ready for the day.

Later that same day, after my normal duties were finished, I stopped by the creche to pick Sasha up. And like usual, she toddled besides me, babbling quite readily about her day. Of course, only about half of it was in English while the other was still in baby language.

"Sasha, we're going this way." I pointed down a staircase that would take us back towards our quarters.

She paused for a second and walked towards the same stairs. Watching closely, I saw her brace herself against the wall and took a slow step down. I had to hide a smile at watching her wanting to do everything herself. She was becoming so independent sometimes, but sometimes she was still the baby that she still was.

Anyway, after we finally made it down the stairs, we continued across the Temple corridors. And being in the late afternoon, with the youngsters out of class and the older ones finished with their own duties, the halls were filled with traffic. And many stopped by to say hi or play with Sasha for a moment or two before moving on.

But the main thing happened when we entered one of the busier common areas. Jedi were crisscrossing everywhere, some talking together in circles while others walked across the room on their way to the cafeteria for an early dinner. And the Council must have just finished their sessions for the day as there were several members still lingering in the passageways that lead to the main Council chambers.

Sasha stopped and watched all the activity as I thought that picking her up and carrying her across the room might be a better course of action especially since she could easily get lost. I was about to lean down to do this when she took off, nearly running across the room, slipping in and out of the other Jedi. And going straight toward Obi-Wan, who was in a corner, near Master Yoda.

Watching her carefully, I let her go, though seconds later I realized I should have stopped her as her voice rang out. "Daddy."

Most of the room immediately stopped and turned toward her. Though most of them were trying to hide smiles behind hands or turned a bit of laughter into a slight cough. But the older Masters were not that pleased with my daughter's behavior, especially Master Yoda. And Sasha knew it too as she stopped in front of him.

Nearly poking her with his ever present stick, he scolded her. "Your Father he is, but Jedi Master you will respect."

Sasha watched him with large solemn eyes, certainly understanding what he was telling her as she answered. "Yes Master Yoda." Well, it didn't quite come out like that as some of the letters Sasha had yet to master.

"Come on little one." Obi-Wan took her hand and after making goodbyes, they left the room.

"Well she certainly won't do that again anytime soon." Jema came up to me as the activities in the area went back to normal. "You always remember the first time Master Yoda scolded you. Some of my first memories are of him."

I couldn't help but smile at the tone of her voice, wistfully with the remembrance of childhood. "I aspect most of the Jedi do."

Jema nodded and smiled as it seemed the rest of the room was reminiscing too.

We talked for a few more minutes before I crossed the room to catch up with my husband and daughter.

I glanced over at Obi-Wan as we silently walked back to our quarters. "Obi-Wan what's wrong?"

"Nothing." There was a clipped edge in his tone that certainly told me something was wrong. But with Sasha toddling between us, he certainly wasn't going to tell me.

So I waited till Sasha was fed and bedded before I approached him. "Alright mister, spill it."

He didn't look up from what he was working on. "Meagan what are you talking about?"

"Don't give me that one." I sat down next to him, putting a hand on his arm. "Now, tell me what's wrong."

"I guess it's alright to tell you, especially since the rest of the galaxy will know in just a few days." He set down the data pad and sighed. "The Council received some rather disturbing news today."

I slid my hand down his arm, feeling the strong, but tense muscles. Wrapping my fingers around his, I felt comfort from his larger hand cradling my smaller one, but a funny feeling was coming into my stomach. "Obi-Wan what is it?"

"Today in the Senate, a certain bill was formally introduced." He paused for a second, obviously trying to phrase his next words carefully, almost making it worse. "It's about making an Army for the Republic."

I took a deep breath. "And some of the Senate want to make one?"

He nodded. "Yes. Even they know that darker times are ahead, especially with the Separatist movement."

"Is that why? To protect themselves if it comes to a war?"

He nodded slowly. "Among other reasons."

I leaned my head against his shoulder. "But what does this all mean?"

"I don't know, Meagan." He said. "I'm afraid some of the Senate might think we'll be a part of it too."

"But you're not." I immediately protested. "They should know that. The Jedi aren't at the Senate's beck and call."

"That's a part of this too." He said, his accent growing strong. "The entire galaxy sometimes thinks we can solve everything, especially with the way things are slowly degrading."

"There must be something we can do." I sighed, feeling so troubled about all of this, a slow knot forming in the pit of my stomach. "I don't think I can sit around and do nothing while everything falls apart."

Obi-Wan's face grew a little more grim, nearly making me cringe. "Meagan, I don't think there is anything we can do. Most of the Senate was in an uproar and it's up to them to decide what to do about the army. And it won't be decided anytime soon either."

I turned my face towards him, looking into his eyes. "What's going to happen? Does the Council really think it will come to a war?"

"Meagan, to be honest, we're not sure about anything right now." He let go of my hand before slipping his arms around me, pulling me against his chest. "There are dark times ahead, that much we can all sense, but beyond that we don't know. However, the Force will always guide us, no matter what happens."

I nodded, knowing that one. "And what of the Jedi? Will the Senate expect you to fight?"

"We just might." His voice was low, but his arms held me close. "Meagan please don't trouble yourself over this."

"But I have a bad feeling about this." I insisted again. "I just can't sit there and do nothing while our daughter grows up in this turmoil."

"I know Meagan." He sighed again. "I don't like this any more than you do, but right now, we just need to keep things as steady as we possible can. The waiting can be the harder part."

"'The deep breath before the plunge.'"

"If there is one." Obi-Wan said. "Everything still might work for the better."

"I certainly I hope so." I gazed up at him. "Just promise you'll be careful."

His gaze softened. "I always am my love, knowing I have you and Sasha to come home to."

I snuggled closer to him, comforted by his words and the love and trust filtering through our bond. We were quiet for several minutes before Obi-Wan spoke again.

"That was certainly a rather interesting display your daughter put on early today."

"My daughter? She's the one that ran across the room calling you Daddy."

His lips twitched. "Though she certainly will not do that again with Master Yoda scolded her in front of everyone."

I nodded at that. "She does seem to pick up things rather quickly."

"That tends to be a Jedi trait."

"Why do I have the feeling that this isn't the last time she's going to get into trouble?"

Obi-Wan chuckled. "Oh, she certainly will get into plenty of trouble, but I think she'll turn out just fine, especially with you as her mother."

I reached a hand up, tracing a pattern on his face. "And her Father to teach her to be a Jedi." I paused for a moment before smiling. "But as long as Anakin doesn't corrupt her too much."

Obi-Wan smirked. "I think it's a little late for that."

I tried not to groan. "Please don't tell me that. Let me live in ignorance."

Obi-Wan laughed at that as he rose from the couch, taking me up with him. "Come on, my love, it's getting late."

Going into our room, we got ready for bed. And after brushing out my hair, I left the room, checking on Sasha. She was sleeping, quietly, peacefully, her small hands clutching onto her teddy bear, her red curls falling onto her face. Reaching down, I gently brushed them back, feeling her soft cheeks. Smiling I straightened the blanket she had already kicked away, tucking it around her, wondering how long it would stay around her. I stood there for several minutes, watching her little stomach rise and fall with each breath she took as she slept on in complete ignorance.

And in that moment, I made a decision. I didn't know how, I didn't know what, or even how to start, but starting now, I wasn't going to let this rising dark cloud consume us without giving it one hell of a fight first.

And now for the quote...(sorry that we forget it during the previous chapters...but they are back now.)

From Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets...don't we love the way Molly scolds Arthur...

"Your sons flew that enchanted car of yours to Surrey and back last night."

"Did you really? How did it go?...I mean that was very wrong indeed of you boys, very wrong."