From Earth to Star Wars: Part Two

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AN: Hey everyone. Hope and pray that everyone is having a good fall. We've had some excitement here lately. Sasha's computer crashed and Meagan needed to update hers. Then of course after we got back from our cruise and our dryer went out. With doing some furniture rearranging, we discovered our vacuum cleaner also went out. Lovely right? LOL! And if the sounds of our blender has been making are a sign, its about done. We are praying and crossing our fingers that the washer is not next on the list! People say things come in threes….we are past ours!

So, we have been dealing with all of that lately, so writing hasn't happened as much, but since our new computers are up and running, it was time to work on another chapter and ended up with the two being posted. (the vacuum cleaner will be put onto the Christmas list!)

Anyway, these two chapters continues with Obi-Wan and Anakin tracking down the new dark Jedi and Meagan of course getting into plenty of trouble. The annoying reporter Pierce doesn't make an appearance but don't worry, he will back and we think you will like this update especially as an important character to the Clone Wars makes a first appearance. (And you'll just have to wait to find out who it is!) Thanks again for all our readers that stuck with us and have lets us know how you have been enjoying our story. Have a blessed day!

Chapter Seventy Eight

**Meagan's Point of View**

I watched as Obi-Wan dressed for the day, thinking this could almost be a normal day, that we weren't at war and he wasn't about to go chasing after some mysterious Dark Sith and might not come back.

"Meagan." Obi-Wan sat down on the edge of the bed, leaning down to kiss me. "It's going to be okay."

"How can you be so sure of that?" I couldn't help but ask. As the war progressed, I began to feel more and more worried that he wouldn't come home. "What do you actually know about this Sith?"

Obi-Wan sighed. "Not much I'm afraid. That's what this mission is hopefully going to do. The Council assumes this being is somewhat trained in the Force and more than likely by Dooku, but we really aren't sure of anything except they are already reeking havoc with innocent people."

I took several moments to contemplate that, not quite sure if I liked it or not. "Could it be someone else we know? Some other fallen Jedi? Or even the Sith Lord himself?"

"I don't think it is. The last Jedi that left the Order was Dooku and the others don't fit the description." Obi-Wan gave me a little smile. "We already checked that avenue and I would be very surprised if this was the Sith Master, but whoever he is, is well hidden and wouldn't be out in the field. He or she would be ordering someone else to do their dirty work."

"Obi-Wan, I just don't like the fact there are at least three dark beings out there and two have been after my baby." Obi-Wan was about to say something but I cut him off. "And here you go, chasing off after them."

"Meagan I know this is a lot to take in, but Anakin and I will be safe. We are just trying to see if we can't find out a little more about it and maybe get a glimpse of them and we will go from there. Unless absolutely necessary, we won't engage in battle. I don't think you have a lot to worry about."

"This time at least." I couldn't help but rub my shoulders with my arms, suddenly feeling a chill in the room. "But what about next time?"

Before saying anything else, he nudged me over, sliding onto the bed next to me. He pulled me close, his chin resting gently on the top of my head, my head pillowing against his chest. "Meagan, don't think about tomorrow or the next battle. We are going to take one day, one battle, at a time and we will get through this."

I held him all the more tighter, not wanting to ever let him go, but I knew he had to go, it was his duty to protect not only the innocent people of the Republic, but our love as well. It was our future, Sasha's future he was also fighting for. And even through all my doubts and fears, I could feel his steel determination to come home to us. We would survive this.

We didn't speak for some time, just holding each other until finally I gathered up my courage and asked. "When are you leaving?"

"Tomorrow morning" He reminded me before looking down to give me a mischievous smile. "Don't worry Master Yoda told me the Council meeting was going to be short, so I will have plenty of time to spend with you and Sasha this evening."

"Good." I couldn't help but smile, well knowing we wouldn't get much sleep tonight.

Obi-Wan left our apartment early the next morning, with one last long passionate kiss, saying he would see me soon. Of course he reminded me not to leave the Temple alone just in case Pierce was waiting to ambush me. I still didn't think the sneaky reporter would hurt me, but I promised him just the same and thought while he was hunting a possible sith, it was the least I could do to obey him.

Of course I was late in getting Sasha to her clan for morning classes as I was tired and not moving as fast and she knew her daddy and uncle had left and was being just as pokey. The rest of the day I spent helping coordinate relief efforts on different planets. One of these days, I would be leaving again to help distribute supplies. I hoped I wouldn't leave until after my husband returned, but we were at war and some things I was learning I had no control over and had to live with them.

The next several days passed by in the same way. The days were busy with work, rather effectively taking my mind off what danger and trouble my Obi-Wan could be in. However, the nights were dark, long and cold, not being able to sleep, knowing he was out there in possible harms way. I hoped the war wouldn't last all that long. I didn't think my nerves could take much more. Somehow I would have to find a way to cope with this.

"Meagan," Jema came up to me one afternoon. "I need you to leave tomorrow and take some supplies to Campous." A small battle had erupted on the planet and obviously needed a little assistance. "It should only take you a few days and the ship will stay there with you so you can get home easier."

I sighed with relief, knowing it wouldn't be long but I still didn't like the fact that I could miss seeing Obi-Wan. "Alright. I'll go pack my things."

"Thanks Meagan." She told me as we walked along the Temple corridors, discussing the details.

"Be careful Meagan." Jema was seeing me off the following morning. "Don't go wander off by yourself, even if you have a few troops with you."

"Don't worry. I'll be careful." I couldn't help but smile thinking that Obi-Wan must have told her of my skirting around his orders. "I promised Obi-Wan I wouldn't."

"Good." With a quick hug she left me and I hopped on the transport, already quite used to seeing the identical men piloting the ship.

It only took a few days till we arrived and since I've done this a couple times, I felt like an old hand at it and got things done quicker than the other places I've been at before. Things were going pretty smoothly, despite the fact there were people whose lives had been interrupted, some out of work or their homes destroyed. It angered me in knowing these people were completely innocent, not asking to get involved and yet here they were, without food or homes. But at least, I thought as I took out some toys to hand to some of the children, that I felt like I was doing something productive, doing something to help those in need.

One morning as I was folding clothes, I turned and saw that same reporter who snuck into the help center and written the article that I was featured in. This wasn't a good sign. She didn't look like she was causing any trouble, just talking to the people, though every now and then I would feel or even catch her watching me. I couldn't help but wonder what she was up to or even what she was thinking, that I could be doing this for my own selfish reasons and not for the benefit of others.

But I continued to work, not paying a bit of attention to her, though I probably should have. But at least this time it proved to be naught as the troopers reported she left on a refugee transport heading somewhere else. I myself was about ready to leave, getting the extra supplies settled with the local authorities that would use the left over supplies as time went on. As I was leaving, one the leaders gave me a hug, saying thank you, that I was an angel, an angel of mercy.

I thought about that as the troops flew the ship home, feeling that I wasn't the angel she really thought I was, that I was only helping a small number of people in comparison to the hundreds and thousands of people that would be affected by a conflict of this size, but maybe to her, to her world, I was that angel.

Suddenly a strong jolt, like we'd been hit, knocked me off my feet. Feeling the floor shaking beneath me, I managed to pick myself up and headed toward the cockpit, feeling that we were about to get into some major trouble.

As I entered the bridge, I could hear the clones quickly responding to the situation. At once I knew this wasn't a simple mechanical issue, but we had been knocked out of hyperspace by an enemy vessel and were in the midst of a thick battle.

I stared at the view screen seeing ships zooming around us, firing everywhere. "What can we do?"

"This cruiser is not equipped for battle my lady."

"Which means what?" I asked, hanging onto the counsel in front of me as another shot hit us.

The clones all looked at each other before one answered. "Lady Kenobi, if the General has taught you any tricks, now might be a good time to use them."

Unfortunately my talents didn't cover this but I glanced around at the battle and I saw the big Jedi cruiser hanging back a bit. Maybe there was hope yet. "Can you get in touch with another ship so we can get onboard?"

"Our communications have been jammed, but we are still trying. They aren't firing at us though."

Well that was something but it didn't help that the Separatist were still trying to get us, but before any more suggestions could even be brought up, we took another hit. I didn't think it was too bad, but it knocked something out that made the clones loose most of their control over the ship.

"There is that planet down there. We can try to land there. It may be our only option." One of the men said as it was obvious we didn't have any options.

"Make it so." Rex, the commander, said as I took a deep breath.

I held on tightly as the ship dipped down and started to fall through the planet's atmosphere, it slowly sinking in that I might not survive this, that my little girl would be raised without her mother and her father may be light years away when she would need his comfort. I pictured each of them in my mind, hoping that we would somehow survive this. I closed my eyes tightly, hearing the tear of metal as we crashed onto the surface of the planet. I could hear the shouts of the men trying to keep the ship from tearing apart. I remembered getting flung from my seat, being thrown rather violently unto the floor. Feeling every muscle in my body, I tried to push myself up but soon decided it would be much safer to just stay on the floor. But after I felt something hit my legs and fly off again, I managed to crawl into a small space underneath a console, somewhat protecting me.

Finally we came to a grinding halt and every bit of me felt the jolt. I felt around for injuries and seemed to be fine, except for some bruising, especially in my legs where something had struck it.

"Lady Kenobi." One of the clones was suddenly kneeling down in front of me. "Are you hurt? We need to leave immediately before the ship explodes."

"I'm fine." I allowed him to pull me up, my body moaning and groaning in protest. "Is everyone alright?"

He was already pulling me through the dark ship toward a bit of light where the side of the ship had been torn apart. It was just enough for us to crawl through. "We lost Skip and Poncho but the rest are just a little banged up."

Immediately I felt the loss of the men, but didn't have time to thoroughly acknowledge it as the six of us made our way out of the ship. We quickly ran along the field we crashed in, hoping to get far enough away and moments later we soon heard the crackles of the beginning of an explosion.

"To the ground." One of the men shouted and I obeyed, tucking and rolling to ease the jolt as my sore body hit the ground. The initial blast of smoke and fire sailed above us in a large dark cloud. Coughing, I tucked my head down to protect my face, but the acidic taste of the smoke and fire still stung my nose, mouth, throat and eyes.

I let the men get up first and saw once it was okay, I tentatively rose from the ground.

"Well, I guess we should find some shelter for the time being." Rex said as we found our communications were still down. But then he turned to me. "Unless you have any other suggestions."

I thought about it for a moment before speaking. "We should also try to find a community of some kind, maybe we could get a message out to the Republic. They might not realize who was shot down or that we need rescuing."

"Good point my lady." Rex said, looking around. We were on some plains that looked like they had no end, but his binoculars, which must have been on his belt, told another story. "There looks to be some sort of settlement toward the east. We should start to head there."

The walk seemed endless with the tall grass, the sun beating down on us, my leg muscles aching in utter protest. The clones kept a tight circle around me, thinking I was unarmed but I did have one of the daggers Obi-Wan gave me stashed in my boot, the others lost in the ship. We stopped to rest every so often and luckily found a stream to get some water before moving on. By watching the sky, I could just make out the battle still continuing on above us. It looked like it could be sometime before we would be rescued. So much for getting home in a few days.

We reached the small village around dark and took shelter in what looked like an abandoned barn. The clones set up a watch detail just in case. I tried to volunteer some time, but they wouldn't hear of it. Sighing I settled down into some hay and tried to get at least some rest. Though with the sights of battle and a near death experience still fresh in my mind and my aching body, it was a long time coming.

The small community we found turned out to be deserted. Well, we weren't quite sure if deserted was the right word as the water well still looked to be in working order and the buildings weren't run down. We figured they might have moved due to some hard weather conditions or had some sort of migration pattern, which wasn't all that uncommon or something with the war. Though we found some food and shelter, there was no way to contact the Republic. We were stranded.

"I still say we should go and find someone to help us." Ace suggested.

"No, if someone comes looking for us, they won't go much past the wreckage. We can't drift too far away." Another man said.

Commander Rex glanced over to me as if asking me my permission to give orders.

"We have food, water and shelter here." I stated, as if reviewing our situation. "If someone wants to go explore a bit, we can make this home base. I'm sure the Republic will find us. The Jedi will know I never made it home and will come looking for us."

"Are you sure about that? They might think we were killed in the battle or when the ship went down."

I shook my head. "My husband will know I'm alive and will come or send someone to find us."

Rex glanced from one of us to the other. "Ace and Trapper can scout out for us, but don't go too far. The rest of us will stay here in case someone comes looking for us."

The rest of the men looked on in agreement and I was fine with that as well. Rex and I watched as the two headed further east where they thought another settlement might be. Then I went into one of the fields and started to gather some of the ripened fruit that was falling, the other one looked like nearly ripened wheat. It could be several days until we were missed and even then they might not start searching as I only told Jema around the time I was planning on leaving and if the Republic thought we were all dead, and the battle was still moving around in some form, they might not send a search party for us.

"What are those?" Rex asked as I returned to the barn and as he returned from looking around immediate area.

"Fresh fruit." I set them on a table before going over to the water bucket and washing a few. "It's better than nothing." I handed him one before taking a bite of mine. "Anything here?"

He shook his head. "No sign of anyone but someone has been here recently. Anyway, how long do you think it will be to the Jedi find us?"

I shrugged my shoulders, not quite sure. "It could be a while. I didn't tell anyone when exactly we were leaving. It could be days till they find out what happened to us, especially if that Jedi cruiser didn't realize who we are. Obi-Wan is on another mission himself so it might be sometime before he realizes I'm gone, but he will know we are somewhere when they tell him I never made it back to the Temple."

Rex nodded. "Well hopefully they did realize one of our ships went down and will search for survivors."

I nodded. Being stuck out here wasn't what I wanted to do, but it was better than being in a battle or worse, having been killed in the crash. "We have food, water and shelter. It could be much worse."

Rex was about to say something when the other trooper still with us came back in from his rounds.

"Nothing to report sir. No sign of anything off to the North or the West." He saluted to Rex.

"There is water and some fresh fruit. Help yourself." I told him as he was about to head off to rest, I assumed.

"Thank you Lady Kenobi." He smiled a little before heading back to the table.

The next day or so passed by slowly. The battle had moved away from the planet so it was hard to tell who was winning, what was going on or if it was still going on. The scoots hadn't returned, so I wasn't sure if that was a good thing or a bad thing. There was plenty of food in the fields and the well wasn't about to dry up. But what bothered me was that why a obviously healthy community had up and vanished, not even waiting till their crops came up.

"Maybe the battle started down here." One of the men suggested.

Rex shock his head. "I've had that thought, but there is no evidence of that, no droid parts, no damage to the land, no bodies." He looked deep in thought before continuing on. "We don't know what kind of people lived here if they were any kind of warriors, but I guess that they saw or heard the battle was coming near here and went into hiding."

That made the most sense, but I still didn't quite like it.

The day passed by slowly, it growing hot but the night cooled down some and I was able to get some much needed rest in some blankets I found. The men once again took turns staying on watch and would sleep during the day if needed. After all there wasn't anything that really needed doing except making sure we had water and food. The following day the two scoots returned with nothing new to report. They did find another settlement, a lot like this one, but no sign of life.

**Obi-Wan's Point of View**

"I don't like this." Anakin told me as we started to head back to the Temple. "Why couldn't we just handle it?"

"It's quite simple." I must have said for the hundredth time since we got our first glimpse of the "sith." "She will have troops somewhere near here and we have no back up. Not to mention the fact we aren't quite too sure of her skills. I think the Council is correct about using caution."

"Yes Master." He looked like he understood it, but still didn't like it. "What now?"

"I will report back to the Council of our findings and I am sure we will be called back home, at least till another battle needs us." After scouting out some areas where she was known to inhabit, Anakin and I spent several days climbing and hiking through forests and rugged wilderness, avoiding wild animals as well as Separatist troops and their scouts.

However, it turned out to be as successful as it could be. We overheard a droid commander talking to Dooku, who addressed her by name. Assajj Ventress. That was at least something to go by. Then once in safer territory I pulled up the Temple archives on our ship's computer and using the new access I had as a Council member, Anakin and I soon learned she had been a ruler or warlord on Rattatak after killing the current leaders. Most of her childhood was unknown except she was orphaned at a young age. However, by watching her and what we could feel it didn't take much deduction that she had spent the last several years in training with Dooku, maybe her rule had somehow caught his eye. Looking to be his assistant, she was the one that seemed to do his bidding. But who was really in charge? Dooku, Grevious or was there someone else yet introduced to us? Was Dooku the Sith Master that trained the one I destroyed on Naboo or was Dooku recruited by the Sith after the battle of Naboo?

I sighed. With all these questions with answers being hidden, it felt that this wasn't going to be a short war. It in fact could be very long.

"Master?" Anakin broke into my thoughts. "Everything is ready. Should we head on back to the Temple or is there something else we need to accomplish?"

I shook my head, quite anxious to be home again, if only for a while. The thought of seeing Meagan and Sasha again suddenly made my heart much lighter. "Let's go home."

Once we got closer in, I contacted the Council, giving my report of what we knew of Ventress and my conclusions. They weren't too pleased that another dark Jedi was out there, but were relieved we had something to go by, who possibly might be leading the droids in battle besides Grievous and some other Separatist leaders that were taking on some military roles.

However, I was about to sign off, thinking I would catch up on everything else when we returned to the Temple, but Master Windu sighed before speaking. Suddenly my stomach dropped.

"Obi-Wan, we do have something to tell you that you should know." He paused for another moment, glancing toward the others before continuing on again. "Meagan and several troops who were with her distributing supplies have disappeared."

"What?" Both Anakin and I exclaimed, feeling my body slowly going numb with the news.

"She was on Campous and was due to leave about a week and a half ago. We first didn't suspect anything since she could have been delayed for a number of reasons. However, Master Jema finally reported to us she thought something might have happened when she was nearly a week late. We contacted the officials and they said she left the week before."

I had to agree. If Meagan was still there helping others and needed another few days, she would have reported in. It wasn't like her. But yet, deep down, I didn't feel like something bad was happening to her.

"Worried but not overly so you are." Master Yoda commented, watching me closely.

"She's alive, that much I know for sure. If she was in grave danger or seriously injured," I didn't even want to think about this, but it had to be brought up. "I would at least feel something, even from a great distance. What else do we know?"

"We don't know if this has anything to do with Meagan's disappearance, but Master Daniels did report during that last battle over Cypress there was another ship, not one in his fleet that came out of hyperspace." I held my breath at that, Campous and Cypress weren't that far apart. "But the ship, he thought, was shot down onto the planet. It certainly wasn't Separatist nor one of our battle cruisers. It wasn't around long enough to get a reading off of it."

"Did they go looking for wreckage?" I asked, but thought I already knew the answer.

"Unfortunately, they weren't able to with the battle and ended up chasing the Separatist to another nearby sector. He didn't have men or the transport to spare."

"Do you think Meagan was on that transport?"

Master Windu shrugged slightly. "There is a high chance of that, but a number of things also could have happened." He paused before continuing on. "I know you aren't that close, but head to the base on Drake. You can take a small cruiser and start searching. If anyone will find them, it will be you."

I nodded. "We will head there now."

"Good. Master Vas is there and we will leave any updates for you."

After making our goodbyes, I shut down the link before turning to Anakin, who was already plugging in the correct coordinates, re directing our flight. Then he turned back to me.

"Are you okay?"

I nodded. "I'm fine." I was trying not to worry but if I kept busy that would help. "I would know if something more happened. More than likely they are holed up on Cypress till someone comes for them. I'm going to meditate, see if I can't get a firmer feel from her."

I spent the next several hours in deep meditation trying to contact my wife. We were too far away for me to actually "talk" to her, but it did reinforce the feeling that she was very much alive and relatively not injured, at least not life threatening. Relieved beyond measure, I went to go rest.

Drum roll please and the quote of the day…From Operation Petticoat…..they don't make comedy's like Cary Grant's anymore…..

"Subject, Toilet paper. On 6 June 1941, this vessel submitted a requisition for 150 rolls of toilet paper. On 16 December 1941 the requisition was returned with stamped notation, 'Cannot identify material required.' The commanding officer of the USS SeaTiger cannot help but wonder what is being used at the Caviti Supply Depot as a substitute for this unidentifiable material once so well known to this command."

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