From Earth to Star Wars, Part Two

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AN: Hey everyone, we are once again sorry that it's been months since we last updated, but we've been trying to work things through the end of the story. As you know, Meagan and Obi-Wan are facing some very serious issues right now and we wanted to make sure that we get it right now or it might throw things completely off later on. We are hoping that updates will be coming more frequently as we have had some new inspiration. Just a couple weeks ago, we were iced in for three days and spent the majority of it talking about this story!! And what started out as almost a funny spoof of what could happen to where some of it actually turned into something we could use. Which has gotten us very exited about the story again and we can't wait to tell you about them. (Though you'll just have to wait and read them.) Anyway, thanks again for reading, reviewing and staying with our story. We hope you enjoy this latest installment!!

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xXKaternator: Things will start to get better between Meagan and Obi-Wan. We really didn't mean for that fight to happen, but it just sort of came out. And then we decided to leave it in as it makes good story and character development. And definitely poor Sasha...though she has been threatening to take over the last several chapters!! There is much more of her to come. Thanks again for being such a regular reader and reviewer. We very much appreciate your support.

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Chapter Fifty Five

Sasha Kenobi sat on her parents bed, playing with a few toys. She glanced up, her odd colored eyes catching the hilt of a lightsaber, sitting on the highest shelf. Knowing that she was not supposed to handle them, she turned her attention back to her toys.

But she kept glancing back up, wanting not only to learn more about them, but to use one as well. After all, her Daddy and Uncle Ani were Jedi and had one. She was a little Jedi and naturally she should have one too. She started stretching out with the Force, wanting to call the saber to her when the door slid open.

"Hem-hm." Sasha froze as she felt and heard her Father coming up from behind her. "And what are you doing little one?"

Sasha turned wide innocent eyes to her Father. "Playing Daddy."

Obi-Wan raised an eyebrow, well knowing his young daughter was up to something more than just playing. "Sasha."

Sasha blinked, hoping she'd come across as innocent.

Meanwhile Obi-Wan watched her for a long moment, before deciding to let it go. After all, he hadn't actually caught her doing something wrong.

"Daddy?" Sasha started out, eyeing the lightsaber hilt on her Father's belt as he walked by her. "Use a saber?"

Obi-Wan turned slowly, seemingly not too surprised. He had noticed her rather avid interest in them that was continuously growing. So, making a quick decision, Obi-Wan reached up, taking Qui-Gon's lightsaber from the shelf. "You are still too young to use a fully powered one, but I can teach you more about them. And I might have a small training set around here somewhere."

Sasha was a bit disappointed about not using a real one, but she would take what she could get. "Okay Daddy."

Obi-Wan sat down on the bed, letting Sasha crawl into his lap then held up the saber in front of her. "Remember what you have learned before?"

Sasha quickly nodded, repeating some of her prior lessons, ending with. "It's my life."

Obi-Wan nodded, quite pleased that Sasha remembered them, placing the lightsaber into her smaller hands. "This was Qui-Gon's lightsaber. He was my Master and taught me nearly everything that we are teaching you."

Not replying, Sasha held the hilt in her hands, in complete awe. Obi-Wan let her sit in respectful silence before she finally looked up to him, only quietly asking. "Can we turn it on?"

Obi-Wan gazed down at his young daughter before nodding, then reached down in order to turn it to the lowest power setting. "Yes we can, but we have to be very careful. A lightsaber is not like your normal toys."

Sasha looked back at him, a bit hesitant, but a certain amount of excitement and anticipation shone in her eyes. So Obi-Wan gently guided her fingers to the switch.

"Go ahead and turn it on." Obi-Wan encouraged her, making sure the hilt was pointing away from them.

Glancing back to her Father, then back to the saber, she switched it on. Sasha stared at it for long moments before twirling it slightly from side to side, under Obi-Wan's careful watchful eyes. And after getting a better feel for the weapon, Sasha switched it off, looking back up to question her Father about something he had said earlier. "Training set?"

Though not showing on how completely pleased he was that she not only remembered, but wanted to use it, he only said. "For a while we can."

Quite happy, Sasha didn't object as Obi-Wan set her down and watched as he went into the closet, retrieving the training set. After she climbed off the bed, Obi-Wan slowly began to explain the lesson.

"Can't see Daddy." Sasha protested as he lowered the blaster shield over her head.

"Sometimes we can't trust what we see. We have to learn to see without our eyes."

"How can we?"

Obi-Wan placed the smaller training saber into her hands. "Let the Force guide you. That's how a Jedi can see."

Sasha easily switched the lightsaber on and soon heard the training sphere humming softly. Meanwhile Obi-Wan knelt back and watched as she managed to block a shot, but soon took several hits.

Sasha rubbed the spot on her leg, frowning fiercely. "Daddy, that hurts."

Obi-Wan tried not to laugh too loudly. "That's why you learn to block the shots."

Sasha continued to frown, seemingly knowing that her father was laughing at her. However, her determination to be a Jedi and to make her Father stop laughing, soon had her trying again. And this time, she managed to block more than she got hit before pushing the shield up.

"Sasha did it Daddy."

Obi-Wan couldn't help but smile proudly at her. "Yes you did and your using the Force."

Stepping close to him, Sasha tugged on his sleeve with her free hand. "Use the Master's saber?"

Well knowing she was referring to Qui-Gon's lightsaber, he shook his head. "Absolutely not. You're not old enough to do anything more than holding it." Obi-Wan placed a hand on Sasha's shoulder, squeezing it gently, trying to comfort her immediate disappointment. "But someday you will. I promise."

That seemed to help as Sasha asked again. "Can we do it again?"

"For a few more minutes." Obi-Wan quickly glanced up at the chrono on the wall. "It's almost dinner and I'm sure you are getting hungry."

"Okay Daddy."

And it was bit later, once everything had been put away and discussed, the Father and daughter left their quarters for dinner.

Meagan's Point of View

"At least now I knew why I had come." I sighed, absently plopping down on my bed in the hotel room, thinking about what had happened over the last several hours. Naturally, the press had been following us, trying to get a story while we were being interviewed by security forces as they were investigating the nearly tragic shoot out. So this had been the first time all day that I'd had some time to myself, only to continue to contemplate things, including if I should contact the Jedi Council or just Obi-Wan about things before they found out themselves.

Before I could make a decision either way, the bell at my door rung. Sighing, I rose to answer the door, finding Senator Mon Mothma standing in front of it. "Senator." I bowed slightly, stepping back, allowing her to enter the room.

"Meagan." After the door slid shut behind me, she came forward, taking my hands into hers. "With all the events this afternoon, I've never had a chance to properly thank you for your actions today. I might not be here now if it wasn't for you."

I shook my head. "You don't have to thank me. I just did what I had to do. The Force called me on this mission for a reason and I'm pleased that it was accomplished."

"Well then," she smiled as she continued on, "what can I do to repay your kindness?"

"Please, you don't have to do anything." I briefly squeezed her hands before letting them go. "Just keep working for the freedom of our homes, that the children will grow up, to raise their own families in peace and in love."

The Senator looked liked she was going to protest, but thought for a moment and only nodded, smiling back at me. "Always."

We said our goodbyes and she soon left the room, leaving me once again with my troubled thoughts.

"I guess I should go ahead and tell at least Obi-Wan." I finally came to the conclusion as I stood beneath the hot running water of my shower later that evening. "And it would be the first step in trying to fix things between us, even if we don't talk about it, we'll still be talking."

I sighed again, trying to relax my suddenly tense muscles. I was still clueless as to how to even start to mend things between us. But as the memories of us together, of how in the beginning I had to fight for it, the beautiful wedding and the magic of our wedding night, the closeness we began to share in our marriage, the tragic shoot out surrounding the joy of finally meeting the daughter our love created, the whole Caddock fiasco, that I knew, deep in my heart, that I couldn't let my marriage go so easily. Not at least without a fight first.

But what about the consequences of my actions? What if I was expelled from the Order? What if...I forced myself to stop thinking too far into the future. I shouldn't borrow that much trouble. Take one step at a time. What it came straight down to it, was that I was still in love with Obi-Wan and we should be able to work through things. After everything we've been through, I didn't want to let it go now. Not to mention it would be utterly unfair for Sasha to be caught between the two of us. I wanted her to know, more than anything else, what a wonderful man and Jedi her Father was without a nasty divorce coming between them. And could I really, when it came down to it, take Sasha away from everything she'd ever known, especially her Father?

Sighing, I turned off the water, knowing it wasn't going to help me relax anymore. As I dressed into something more comfortable, I began to feel a little better, that something had finally been decided, including the slow start of our recovery.

"Might as well get started now." I told myself as I snatched up my comlink and was about to enter Obi-Wan's codes when my eyes caught sight of the time. Sasha. He should be putting her to bed just about now. Did I actually want to interrupt that as it would certainly throw Sasha off? I'd been waiting for the terrible two's to start and I'm sure he didn't want to handle a tantrum right around bedtime. I twisted the comlink between my fingers before setting it down moments later. I'd let them have their time together and being as I was quite exhausted from the days events, thought I'd do better staying up later tomorrow night.

So smiling slightly I climbed into bed and immediately fell asleep, dreaming of what it would be like to lay in my husband arms, once we made up that is.

Obi-Wan's point of view

"Daddy?" Sasha's small child voice broke me out of my evening meditation.

"Yes Sasha?" I didn't even open my eyes, but felt her climbing unto my lap, obviously demanding my undivided attention.

"Thirsty."

Sighing, realizing that I wasn't going to get anything more done today, I rose from the floor. "Alright, we'll get you a glass of milk."

"Cookies too?" Sasha smiled up at me as I set her on floor before walking into the kitchen.

I stared down at her, shaking my head. The little con artist. "One cookie before going to bed."

"Thank you Daddy." Sasha said politely as I handed her one cookie before going to pour her a glass of milk.

Her "late night snack" seemed to distract her through her more normal bed time routine. And I was even beginning to hope that I wouldn't have to explain to her once again where Meagan was. But it was short lived as I was rocking her to where she was almost asleep when she began to mumble.

"Mummy." Her teary tired voice tore at my heart. "Want mummy."

I gently smoothed back several curls that had fallen across her face as I gently soothed her along our bond. "I know you do, but she'll be back soon. I promise."

Sasha snuggled closer to me, seemingly accepting this. "Unle Ani?"

Sighing, I should have expected this too. She had just yesterday asked where he was too. But that one I knew for sure. The extended training session was completed just yesterday, which meant he would be home shortly. "Anakin will be home tomorrow afternoon."

"Goodie." Sasha fought a yawn as I kept rocking. "Miss them."

"So do I, Sasha, so do I." I murmured more to myself than to her. "Mummy and Uncle Anakin will be home soon."

Sasha yawned again, clearly fighting sleep. But as I kept rocking, she finally gave up, falling to sleep in my arms. Nearly nodding off myself, I kept rocking until the bleeping of my comlink roused me fully awake.

Quickly tucking Sasha into bed, I went into the living room. I snapped up the link and immediately activated it, not even bothering to check to see where the signal was coming from. "Kenobi here." However, when Meagan appeared in front of me, I wished I'd taken at least a second to prepare for it as we stared at each other for several long moments before we both managed to stutter a hello. And even across the comlink the tension between us was extremely thick and I could swear that the line was even crackling with it.

"How's Sasha?" She finally asked breaking the awful silence. "I've been worried about her."

"She's fine. I just got her to sleep." I told her, not really wanting to get into it now which would only result in Meagan wanting me to go wake Sasha up so she could talk to her, which, in the long run, would prove to make a very long night.

Meagan just nodded, seemingly to know that we shouldn't wake her up. So once again we continued to stare at each other as Meagan's fidgeting hands played with the hem of her clothes. A sure sign that she was nervous about something, more than just our recent fight.

"Meagan, why did you call?" I asked, well knowing it just wasn't about our daughter. "What's going on?"

"Well, um...we were fired at the other day." She looked down, tugging the jacket down again. "Just thought you needed to know."

Now that certainly caught all of my attention. "Are you alright? Did you get hurt?"

Meagan immediately shook her head, easing my sudden fear that she'd been shot again. "No one was hurt." She paused as she sighed. "Though Senator Mon Mothma was nearly killed, but was pushed down at the last second."

I gazed back at her for a moment, processing what she had said, or more like what she had not said. "Are you telling me that you sensed it and pushed her down?"

"You could say that." She managed before giving me a quick briefing on the event. "I just thought you might want to hear what happened from me rather than someone else, especially after..." Her voice trailed off, as if she wasn't quite sure if she wanted to bring that up.

And I couldn't blame her one bit. Despite knowing and wanting to make it work between us, I wasn't sure if I was ready either, especially over a comlink late at night. "It's alright. I appreciate your honesty."

So, once again for the next several minutes, almost like awkward teenagers we tried not to look at each other, until Meagan finally spoke again. "Oh, um...just thought to let you know that we should be home by the end of the week." I only nodded as she quickly continued. "Please give Sasha a kiss for me and tell her that Mommy misses her."

"I'll tell her in the morning." I assured her before we said a quick good bye. And once the connection was closed down, I leaned back against the cushions of the couch, running a hand over my beard. "Well, that went rather well."

Meagan's Point of View

It was nearly a week later that we finally finished the tour and were heading back toward home. I was quite ready to get back, to see Sasha, but on the other hand, was completely terrified. First off, I knew, despite what I prevented, was going to receive consequences for leaving the way I did. And despite the civil, but awkward conversation Obi-Wan and I had shared several days before, our fight still weighed heavily on my heart and mind.

So, once arriving on Coruscant, I disembarked with everyone else and helped them settle back in.

"Meagan." Padme called my name as we were working in her office that afternoon.

"Yes?" I barely even looked up from the work.

"My staff and I can handle this." She said gently, nearly forcing me to look at her.

"What?" I was trying to process what she was actually saying. "I don't mind helping, you know..."

"Meagan." She stood up and literally took the papers from my hands. "Go home. I'm sure Obi-Wan wants to see you."

I wasn't quite sure about that one, but deep down I knew she right, so after saying goodbye, I left the Senate offices and caught an air taxi back to the Jedi Temple.

Pulling up the hood around my face, I wound my way through the hallways without really being noticed, but the second I entered the apartment, I almost wished that I stayed with Padme. Obi-Wan was home. Though I knew that I wanted to make amends with him, I wasn't quite sure where to start and the bigger question was what if he didn't want to? What if what I had did completely turned him away from me? So being quite cowardly, I slunk off to the bedroom and begun to unpack my bags. Of course then I decided to take a long hot shower in order to clean up a bit. But as I brushed out my hair, I knew I had just run out of excuses. I needed to face him...or at the very least to stop hiding in the bedroom. So gathering myself together, I headed directly into the kitchen and went to make a cup of tea.

As I waited for the water to heat, Obi-Wan, who was sitting in the dinning room, didn't say a word either, just kept working on whatever he was doing. Of course I didn't speak either, but as the water started to boil, I did ask if he wanted a cup and to which he only replied yes please.

Then sipping on the tea, I walked around the living room, coming to stand close to the window, watching the traffic flow in the bright afternoon sunlight. Sighing, I finally turned to find Obi-Wan watching me. And it was a bit unnerving.

But at least we finally started to speak to each other. "Hi."

"Hi."

"How is the Senator doing?" He asked, his voice smooth and even, as if nothing had happened.

"She's fine, continuing on as if it didn't happen." I replied, quite relieved at this small talk.

He nodded, sipping at his tea again. "Are you sure you are okay? You haven't had any revisiting dreams?"

I immediately shook my head, having not even thought about the fact I'd been shot before. "I'm fine."

He seemed a bit relieved as he went back to his work for several minutes before speaking again, this time not even turning to face me. "Master Yoda said that you need to report to him today."

"Just him?"

He only nodded.

"I take it, despite the fact that I saved a life, I'm in major trouble?" I asked directly wanting to get more of a feel of things.

"That's putting it mildly."

"I'll accept the consequences of my actions. I did what I had to do."

Obi-Wan's sudden silence hurt more than any words he could have spoken. So I ventured on, wondering how we were going to make it work with this huge chasm separating us. "Is he in his meditation chambers?"

"As far as I know."

"Well, I guess I'll be on my way then." And going into the kitchen I set the cup in the sink. As I walked back out, much to my surprise, Obi-Wan reached out, taking my hand into his.

"Meagan, Master Yoda also told me that you'll be called in front of the entire Council sometime soon." He paused for a second as I let that particular terror somewhat sink in. "And you will be alone. I was going to ask to go with you, but before I could even ask, Master Yoda forbid it."

Extremely pleased with that thought, I blinked away the sudden tears. "Thank you."

He gently squeezed my hand, giving me comfort. "I'll be here when you get back. We probably should have a talk."

"We should." I agreed completely, hoping that my actions hadn't completely destroyed everything that we had built between us. So, giving Obi-Wan a shaky smile, I turned to leave and straightening my shoulders, I was ready to accept my fate.