From Earth to Star Wars, Part II

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Chapter Fifty Six

Meagan's point of view

"Left you should have not." Master Yoda scolded me as he whacked me on the top of my head with his cane. "Consulted me first you should have."

I rubbed the top of my head, trying to say something, anything, to defend myself when he proceeded to whack me across each of my legs. "Master Yoda..."

"Explain yourself, you will." He commanded, putting his hands firmly on the top of his cane, completely in charge.

Sighing, I painfully sat down on the tree stump and began to tell him what happened. Though I conveniently left out the fight with Obi-Wan. He didn't need to know that particular detail.

After I had finished, we sat in quiet meditation before Master Yoda, sighing, spoke quietly. "Heart in the right place it is, but created, problems it did."

I sat with my head bowed, well knowing more was to come.

"Been brought into this mess the Jedi have." Master Yoda then informed me about the most recent repercussions that the Council had been trying to fix.

"I'm sorry Master, I didn't mean to cause any trouble." I sighed, not completely regretting my actions, but wishing it didn't have so many consequences. "I was trying to do what I thought was right, what the Force was telling me to do."

"Saved a life you did, an important one I feel." He told me honestly. "Pure your motives are, toward others it was." He took a step forward, poking his stick toward me. "But consulted me you should have, now worse consequences follow."

"Yes Master." That wasn't much of a surprise. I knew I couldn't expect to get off completely scot free. "What will happen now?"

"Face the entire Council you will. Decide then we will." He said gravely. "Face the enquiry alone you will."

I nodded in understanding. "Obi-Wan told me."

"Talked to him have you?"

"Yes." I said cautiously, not really wanting to get into it now.

"Work things through you should." He leaned over his cane, staring straight into my eyes. "Need each other you do."

I stared at him for a moment or two before speaking. "You know about our... discussion?"

"Mentioned it, Obi-wan did. Extremely concerned about this he is." He continued to stare at me for another minute or two before dismissing me. "Notify you of enquiry we will. Meditate and make up with your husband you should."

"Yes Master." He nodded and I soon left, quite deep in thought.

"How did it go?" Obi-Wan came up from behind me as I stood in the living area, staring out at the afternoon traffic some time after I returned from visiting with Master Yoda.

"Does the fact that I now have bruises on my legs and a bump on my head tell you anything?"

Despite the situation we were in, Obi-Wan chuckled slightly. It was a funny statement and picturing small Master Yoda hitting anyone with his walking cane was a humourous picture anyway. "Yes it does, but seriously what did he say?"

I gave him a quick run down of the meeting. "Like we've thought, even though I saved a Senator's life, apparently it only covers a few brownie points." I turned and gazed at him for a moment or two before continuing. "He'll let me know when the Council enquiry will take place."

"Did he give you even a clue of what they might decide?"

I slowly shook my head, before turning back to the window. "He said they would decide later."

Obi-Wan didn't respond and I didn't bother commenting anymore about my earlier meeting. Sighing I rubbed my arms, as if starving off the chill in the room that was steaming from the tension between us. How long I stood there staring, I hadn't a clue, but when I finally realized how late it was getting, I turned to find Obi-Wan sitting on the couch. "Where's Sasha? Have you picked her up yet? Or is she with Anakin?"

"She's in the creche." He spoke slowly, as if weighing his words carefully. "For the night. With everything happening between us, I thought it would be better if she stayed there. It wouldn't be fair to her to feel the tension between us."

I very much wanted to see my daughter, but completely understood the decision he made. I didn't want to put her in the middle either. "How is she?"

"Sasha is fine." He smiled slightly, looking down to the floor. "She definitely missed you. She was always asking where you were and when you'd be home again."

"My poor baby." I had just known she'd have a hard time adjusting with me being gone that long of a time. And nearly completely forgetting our argument, I walked up to Obi-Wan, sitting down next to him. "Did she wake up all the time? Did she stop eating? Are you sure she's alright?"

Chuckling slightly, he finally looked up at me. "I promise you, she's fine. Just wanted you to tuck her into bed verses Daddy. "

I stewed over this for long moments before speaking again. "Maybe I should go check on her."

"Meagan, she's fine." He reiterated. "Do you really want her involved in what's going on right now? Even at her young age, she will know that something's wrong."

I sighed again, knowing that he was right, but that still didn't starve off the sudden strong ache to finally hold my baby again.

"You can see her tomorrow." He said, as if that would make things better, which it did, even if it was just a little bit.

I nodded again as we just sat there together, our shoulders brushing up against each other now and then. More than once I wanted to say something, say anything to mend things with him, but I had no idea of how to start. However, finally, just as I was about to venture into the unknown, he spoke quietly, his accent low and thick.

"Meagan, one thing I've realized these past days is that I don't want Sasha caught between us, she needs you. Every time she looked up at me, asking for you, reminded me that I still want us to be a family, that I need you too." He looked into my eyes and I knew he was being sincere. I felt the tension leave my body slightly, knowing that he felt the same as I did. "I know it might take us a while to work through everything, but I want our marriage to work."

I took a deep sigh, blinking away the sudden tears. "So do I. I don't want to live without you or our daughter."

He smiled slightly as I leaned back against the couch, quite drained physically and emotionally from recent events. "Why don't you get some rest while I find something for us to eat?"

I didn't reply as I pulled my knees up to my chest, resting my cheek on them. It was a slow start, but at least it was a start. And closing my eyes, I slowly drifted off.

Obi-Wan awakened me for a quick dinner before I went directly to bed. I crawled into the covers, curling into the warmth, glad to be back in my own bed. However, sleep didn't come immediately, mostly likely due to how wired I felt. Or in the fact that Obi-Wan was trying to sleep next to me, our backs barely not touching. Or in the fact that when we were both home together, which sometimes that could be a vary rare thing, we were always in each other's arms or completely all over each other. A stab of guilt ran through me. If we hadn't started or had that fight, we would have been making love right now. Sighing, I turned and stared up at the ceiling for a long time, still thinking about things.

Some time late into the night, when I was passed utterly exhausted, I made a decision. I sat up in bed, grabbing my pillow and the extra blanket folded at the end of the bed. The couch certainly would help right now and even sounded good.

"Meagan where are you going?" Obi-Wan called from his side of the bed, obviously proving that he wasn't sleeping either.

"To the couch so we can actually get some sleep tonight." I said, climbing out of the bed.

Obi-Wan rose too. "Don't bother, I'll go."

Great. We were going to fight about this too. "Obi-Wan it's nice that you're being such a gentleman, but really, I'll sleep better on the couch than you will. I'm shorter and smaller than you are. And honestly I don't mind at all."

He gazed at me for a second before nodding. "Alright. I'll try not to wake you in the morning."

"Thank you." With that I slipped from the room and settled comfortably on the couch. And luckily, by meditating quietly I slept deeply for the rest of the night.

True to his word, as Obi-Wan tended to be the earlier riser, he was so quiet that I never even heard him or that since I was so out of it, I just didn't hear him. However, once I did wake up, I went and quickly showered. After I dressed and seeing Obi-Wan meditating in the living room, I practically tiptoed into the kitchen in order to fix us breakfast. And we actually ate it together, without anything happening. Granted, nothing except please pass the sugar or the butter was said, so that hardly counted. Though the tension this morning was less than it was the night before, maybe because we actually slept in separate beds for half of the night.

Obi-Wan soon left the apartment, saying that he and Anakin had training to do. So I spent the majority of my day alone. However, that proved to be good as I was meditating on what had happened, working through my feelings concerning Obi-Wan and I's relationship and preparing myself for the Council enquiry. I didn't even realize that it had gotten so late until I heard the front door sliding open and a voice was soon loudly calling me.

"Mummy." Obi-Wan had obviously picked up Sasha and told her that I had returned home. "Mummy!"

I quickly jumped up, rushing down the hallway and opened my arms as my little baby

girl nearly plowed me over.

"Sasha missed you." Her small arms wrapped tightly around my waist, as if she never wanted to let me go, which you wouldn't have received much protest from me if she did.

"Mummy missed you too." I held onto her tightly, breathing in her still baby scent, trying to stop from crying too much. "Mummy loves you very much."

"Love you Mummy." Sasha said, her small face snuggling into my chest. And we held each other for several long minutes until her small toddler body began wiggling and giggling. "Mummy, Daddy let me use a saber."

I gently set her on her own feet, looking at her face, shining with obvious pride. "A real lightsaber?"

"Held the Master's saber and used a littler one." She quickly informed me, telling me all about it at a lightening pace. I glanced up at Obi-Wan, who had been watching us, as he mouthed training set.

Quite relieved that he hadn't let her practice with a fully powered saber, I led Sasha into the living room. "And what else did you and Daddy do while Mummy was gone?"

"In the bear clan." She clapped her hands together in delight as she told me what she learned about bears, who was in her clan, what else she was learning, that Master Yoda was going to be teaching them soon, etc.

"Sasha honey, why don't you show Mummy your bear picture?" Obi-Wan suggested several minutes later as I was trying to process all of this.

Without even saying a word, Sasha climbed off my lap, racing toward her bedroom.

I stared after her for a moment or two before looking up toward Obi-Wan, who seemed quite amused by all of this. "She's already been assigned to a clan?"

He nodded as he sat down next to me on the couch. "They divided them up just the other day. She's just exited about it. Master Yoda will start them on the lightsabers in a few months." He paused for a second before chuckling slightly. "I guess I should warn you that during the next several months she'll start running around here roaring constantly."

"Roaring? For months?" I had no earthly idea what he was referring to, but hadn't a chance to ask as Sasha raced back into the living room, nearly flying up onto me, practically knocking the wind out of me.

"Easy Sasha." Obi-Wan reached over, pulling her back, allowing me to catch my breath. "Mummy needs to breathe."

"Sorry Mummy." She settled down slightly as Obi-Wan ran his hands through her growing red curls. But she still held up the picture, describing every single detail, pointing out her favorite part first, the big purple bear.

So for the next while we spent it together with Sasha's enthusiasm and energy somehow lessening the tension between Obi-Wan and I.

"...and they lived happily ever after..." I let my voice trail off as I noticed Sasha had nearly fallen asleep only after hearing more than one bedtime story. I continued to rock her for several minutes before slowly rising from the rocking chair and placing her in the crib. "Good night Sasha. Mummy loves you."

"Not tired." Sasha blinked her tired eyes as she instantly kicked back the cover I was placing around her and started to climb back to her feet. "No bed."

Instead of starting a war of words, I somehow managed to lower her back down onto the bed. Gently, I placed my hand on her head and began humming quietly, soothing her along our bond. It took several long moments, but finally her small body succumbed to sleep, hopefully where she wouldn't wake anytime soon.

I turned to leave the room and found Obi-Wan standing in the doorway. "She finally asleep?"

"Took her a while to settle down, but she's out cold now." I nodded as we headed back to the living area. "Though I have a feeling she might start testing the limits in more than just her bed time."

Obi-Wan stared at me for several long minutes. "What do you mean?"

Oh-no. Sasha was about to go through the terrible twos and he hadn't a clue to what that could mean. Sasha was definitely going to sense this and had the potential of walking all over him. "She's two now and will start to test us, to see what she can get away with, to push the limits."

Obi-Wan continued to stare at me as I headed into the kitchen to make a cup of desperately needed tea. "Meagan, she's a Jedi. She knows what she can and can't do."

After filling the pot with water, I set it on the stove. Sighing, I turned back to my husband. "Yes, she is Force sensitive, but that does not mean anything when a two year old decides to see what her parents do when she refuses to go to bed."

"Meagan, she just took a while to calm down since you came home yesterday." Obi-Wan said taking two coffee mugs out of the cabinet and placed them next to the stove. "Whatever you are talking about, I don't think we have to worry about it."

"Obi-Wan, with that attitude, she'll walk right over you for the rest of your life."

I shook my head, getting out the tea bags and setting them next to the mugs. "All children will test their limits, especially at this age and later when they hit puberty."

He was about to protest, saying something about being a Jedi, when I put my hand over his mouth.

"I think you need to trust my knowledge and judgement on this." I stared into his protesting face. "I have a degree in child psychology. One thing I have learned over and over again, is that basic emotions, whether adult or child, Jedi or not, human or another species, don't change all that much. Sure some things will vary from culture to culture, but every child in this galaxy, whether they have special powers or not will push their parents to the brink of insanity sometimes."

He eyed me for a long time, obviously considering my words. And he still didn't say a word as I poured the hot water from the pot into our mugs. "And you think that's why she took a long time in going to sleep?"

I finished preparing the tea before handing the mug to my husband. "Partially. She was quite riled up this evening. However, I just have a feeling that it's the start of it."

He sipped his tea as we settled into the living area together. "Just out of curiosity, if what you say is true, how long is this testing going to last?"

I shrugged slightly, the warm tea settling my nerves down. "If we are lucky, a year or so. Most children grow out of the obnoxious, protesting, tantrum pulling stage by the time they are three or so. Hence the name, terrible twos." I smiled, thinking of the later years. "Though Anakin might find that he has quite a time helping raise a teenager when she's chasing after boys."

"She'll be too busy studying and training to even think about that." Obi-Wan commented as he sipped his tea.

I let a smirk slide across my lips, having the perfect come back. "Oh, don't give me that excuse. You can't tell me that you, Garen and Reeft never checked a girl out during classes or free time around the Temple." And I didn't stop there, despite his starting a protest. "And don't deny it, I've been told otherwise."

"I wouldn't trust any unnamed or rumored sources, Meagan. They usually prove to be extremely mistaken in their assumptions."

"Oh, I wouldn't know about that. Girls have a way of knowing things, especially if one of them happened to be the object of your attentions, maybe a certain Siri Tachi." I knew I hit completely right at the look on his face.

"How did anyone know?" Obi-Wan was completely gob-smacked. "We never once said anything about liking her and neither of us acted on it. I guess we grew out of it and became so involved in our training that we didn't have time to think about girls much."

I raised an eyebrow at that one. Siri and Garen's sometimes almost flirting behavior raised a few questions, but nothing more had come from that.

"I think they admire and like each other, but I don't think either of them really want to settle down with each other." He admitted as he set his cup down, turning to face me. "Who told you anyway?"

I held back a very sarcastic remark and only lightly shrugged, rising from the couch and started to head for the bedroom. I was getting quite tired and the dishes could wait for another day. "Wouldn't you like to know? I think you should remember that I'm good friends with certain people that could tell me your darkest secrets."

Obi-Wan just followed me into our bedroom, mumbling to himself about killing Siri and possibly Bant as I just laughed, relieved that the discussion had really started to smooth things out between us. Enough so that both of us, not touching though, were actually able to sleep all through the night, laying next to each other.

The next few days passed by rather quickly as I spent most of the time with Sasha or preparing myself for the enquiry, which I knew would not be easy. Obi-Wan and I, not back to normal by any means, were at least on some sort of even basis. Some of the tension was still there as we were still a bit weary of each other and what we said to each other, especially when Sasha and Anakin were in the room. It was as if we were waiting for the Council's enquiry and verdict before completely making amends with each other, as if that alone would decide our fate.

And then it finally came, the call I'd almost been dreading, but strangely relieved that the end was finally in sight. So, holding my breath, nearly, practically trembling all over, I pushed the door to the Council room open. Taking a deep breath, reading myself with the Force, I straightened my shoulders and walked into their midst.