From Earth to Star Wars, Part Two

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AN: Hello there! We hope everyone is having a good weekend, it's pretty wet here. Anyway, we hope you enjoy this chapter as Obi-Wan and Meagan are pretty much stuck together on a planet waiting for their ship to be fixed. After an action filled war, will they survive the quiet or drive each other crazy first? Thanks again for all our readers. We always appreciate you. Have a blessed day.

Chapter Ninety-Seven

*Meagan's Point of View**

I came awake in stages, the slow awareness that I wasn't in our bed in the Jedi Temple but in another one. For a while, I rested in that place between awake and asleep, feeling Obi-Wan close by, his strong presence comforting. Then came the remembrance of the battle with Ventress on Gragner and because of engine trouble we were more or less stranded on Arnasas. Knowing there was no need to rise from the bed, I drifted in and out of a light sleep. Though eventually the enticing aroma of coffee and sweet rolls roused me back awake. Stretching a bit, I slowly poked my head out from the covers, sniffing the air.

"If you're hungry I got us breakfast." Amusement was in my husband's voice, coming from another corner of our room. "Though it's on the table."

Completely rested and comfortable, I couldn't decide if I wanted to get out of bed or not, but my rumbling stomach had other ideas. Yawing, I climbed out of the bed, padding over to the small table, reaching for the coffee.

"It still should be hot." Obi-Wan didn't look up from his datapad.

"Thank you." I took a long slow sip, enjoying the chocolate flavored mocha before reaching for the bag that contained breakfast.

After eating, I went into the refresher, washing my face, brushing my hair and preparing for the day. Knowing we would be here for at least a few days, I went ahead and wrote my reports from Gragner. I knew I wouldn't be able to send it back to the Temple until we got to the next base, but I wanted it ready to go before then.

It was close to mid-day when Obi-Wan's comlink went off for the Council meeting. Just in case I would be in the way, I slipped out of the room and took a walk before getting something for lunch. When I came back in, I found Obi-Wan talking with Master Yoda.

"I suspect Meagan and I will be here for at least a couple days." Obi-Wan was saying. "We should be able to keep a low profile."

I could see Master Yoda nodding. "Be careful you should, without support surrounded you could be."

"We will Master. Let me know if you hear anything new."

"Inform you we will." Master Yoda stopped and leaned forward, as if examining him. "Use this time to rest you should."

"Yes Master." Obi-Wan automatically answered, but I raised an eyebrow. Obi-Wan slow down when the Republic was at war and needed him? But Master Yoda was right. We both just needed some rest and time together. Getting him to see that...this would be interesting. "May the Force be with you Master."

With that, the transmission shut off. Obi-Wan turned to me. "Where did you go?"

"On a walk." I set down the boxed lunches. "I brought us sandwiches. There might even be a cookie."

"Meagan." He gave me a stern look, one I'd seen him give Anakin or Sasha when he was disciplining them. "Do not leave without telling me where you are going. I know the Separatist are not active in this sector right now, but it does not mean it is safe to wander."

"Alright, I won't." I assured him, really wanting to argue, but could tell it would escalate into a fight. I walked up from behind, wrapping my arms around his neck. "Well, at least we are together, it's been months since we've spent that much time alone together."

He reached up, squeezing a hand. "I'm sorry, my love, but I have a lot of reports to catch up on."

I gazed down at him, somehow not too surprised. "Are you telling me that you plan to work the entire time we are here?"

"It needs to be done and well, there is nothing else to do."

"Excuse me?" I immediately felt my temper rise. "I didn't just here you say that."

He glanced up, looking a little repentant. "I didn't mean it that way, just that this is a good time to get some work done without being constantly interrupted."

"Didn't Master Yoda tell you to rest?"

He patted my hand before his attention turned back to his work. "I promise I will get at least eight hours of sleep a night and eat three good meals a day."

"Honey, I don't think that's what he meant."

"It'll be fine." He didn't even look up from his work.

Sighing, knowing I'd lost for now, I pulled back before getting our lunch ready. At least he was going to eat.

After lunch, getting Obi-Wan's permission, I went down to the store in the lobby and found a couple cheap romance novels. It would give me something to do and nothing too serious. After being so involved in this war, it would be nice to vanish inside another simpler world. Once inside the room again, I read for a while before setting it down. I glanced over to my husband and found him still working.

Stretching a bit, I came up from behind him, slipping my arms around him. "How about we get out of here for a while? I am sure at least a short walk will not put us in too much danger."

He only shook his head. "Maybe later."

I decided against starting an argument, only kissing him gently before turning back to my book. I read for close to another hour when I realized I was bored. I wondered how I would survive several days of this. If the enemy didn't kill me, sitting here just might. Here I thought this would be a good thing having time alone with my husband.

Getting up again, I stretched out my muscles before going back to Obi-Wan. "Why don't you take a little break before dinner?" I massaged his rather tense shoulder muscles as I planted several kisses along his jaw line, my hair falling down his shoulder.

Instead of a positive response, he reached up and pulled one of my hands away from him. "Meagan, that is not a good idea. I do not need any distractions."

I straightened myself up, thinking about that one. "Well, maybe it wouldn't be such a bad idea to follow Master Yoda's idea and take some time for yourself. You can't be a help to anyone if you are too worn out. You'll be better prepared being rested."

"Meagan, I'm fine." He did reach up, finding a hand to gently squeeze before letting go. "You don't have to worry love. The work I'm doing now will help all of us."

I crossed my arms over my chest, but let it drop, if only for the moment. Wanting to think things through, I grabbed the book and went into the fresher and soaked myself in the large tub. To my delight, there was even bubble bath. Climbing into the warm water, I just let myself relax, the water easing away the stress of the war. I even read a little more, feeling much better.

At one point I set down the book and pondered how I could get Obi-Wan away from his work, even for a little while. I know this sounds selfish, but I just wanted some time with him that wasn't constantly being interrupted by his troops, Council meetings and who knew what else. We had seen each other, even fought together, but it wasn't the quality time that I so desperately missed, it seemed we have not had a lot of time alone together since he went undercover as Harden. This was the perfect time too. If I could only convince him of that and I was his wife, knew him better than anyone. I should be able to come up with something.

Hmmm...now logic and reason had failed. So what if I tried something not logical, something he wouldn't expect? So I thought about what I could do. I lifted a leg up from the soapy depths, a wonderful thought coming through my mind...I could seduce him. I was his wife after all...

However, I knew if I climbed out of this tub and walked in there wearing absolutely nothing, my reasonable husband would tell me to get dressed before I caught my death, even if it was warm outside. Thinking on it a bit more, with a plan coming to mind, I pulled my hair somewhat up, making sure some hung down, quite drippy. Then, climbing up out of the tub, grabbing a towel, I wrapped it around myself, covering everything, but not much more than that. Taking my brush from the counter, I headed back into the main room.

Obi-Wan didn't even look up as I sat down in the other chair. Crossing one leg over the other, I took the brush, beginning to tug on some of the tangles. A moment or so later, when he was reaching for a map, his eyes caught sight of me and he froze for a moment. At least I had his attention.

"I just tried out the Jacuzzi tub." I informed him, still "brushing out my hair." "It's really nice and big too."

"Is it now?" He commented neutrally, but felt he was trying not to watch me.

"Mmm...we should try it together some time."

He didn't answer, only somewhat working. Stepping it up a notch, knowing this would drive him crazy, I reached up, letting my hair down. Of course, I took a bit longer than usual, pretending the pins were a bit stuck. I shook my head slowly, letting it fall where it would before leaning down and started to brush it out. I could feel his eyes on me and it was good my hair hid my face as I couldn't keep the smile from it. This was working exactly as I thought it might.

Once my hair was tangle free and drier, I rose from the chair, walking the short distance to where our bags were. I leaned over, knowing Obi-Wan could see me, sorting through it, trying to find some clean clothes to change into.

"You know Obi-Wan, I bet we can eat downstairs or at another café tonight. I'm sure there will be a corner we can disappear into." I said, keeping things casual, not wanting to set off any alarms.

"What was that?" I nearly sung as he blinked at me, clearly at a complete loss at what I just said.

I took slow steps towards him. "Dinner, honey. It's the last meal of the day."

He shook his head as I sat down next to him, though I barely resisted the urge to climb into his lap. "I know, but I just didn't hear what you said."

"Maybe we should clean up and get you out of this room for a while." Leaning close, I reached over, running my fingers through his hair. I could feel he was starting to fight my attentions, though I doubted he would think I was doing this on purpose, at least not yet. But I did pull my arm back. "You've been working all day."

"Maybe you're right." He ventured after several long moments, he reached over, gently caressing my face. "I could use a break."

Finally, a bit of a victory. "That's good. Earlier today, on my walk, I did see several nice looking places that would be safe. It's such a quaint town." I babbled, straightening myself on the chair as the towel became a bit loose. As I fixed it, I could tell he held back a growl. I was definitely getting somewhere. "So where do you want to go?"

"It would be better just to go downstairs." Though he added as I was about to protest. "Not until I know it's safe and the press won't have a field day with us."

"Make perfect sense." I quickly interjected before he could launch into general mode and distract from the growing mood. "The café here is pretty cozy. They had candlelight and soft music playing last night when I poked my head in there."

He raised an eyebrow as I reached over, tucking loose strands of hair behind his ear. "It's been a while since we've had a quiet romantic dinner together. It'll be so nice to have it without the troopers or Sasha spilling her milk everywhere."

Obi-Wan chuckled before he leaned over, kissing me gently. "That sounds wonderful to me."

We kissed for several moments before I pulled away. "I'd best finish dressing so we can go eat or maybe take a walk before we do."

I rose from the chair and finished pulling things from my bag. Wondering how long I could keep this up, taking some lotion, I sat down on the bed and pulled a leg up. Feeling my husband's gaze, I made sure to keep the conversation casual. "Did you get a lot of work done?"

"Some. At least I'm mostly caught up." I switched legs as he mentioned he also wanted to come up with some battle plans that might be more efficient though he never drew his gaze away.

"I'm sure you will get them done." I rose from the bed, stepping closer to him before leaning to kiss him. "I have confidence you will be able to come up with something."

He smiled slightly. "You always do."

I couldn't help but laugh a bit as I stepped toward my bag, dropping the lotion into it before taking the clothes from the top. "I'm your wife. I'm supposed to."

"Is that in your job description?" He chuckled as I dropped the clothes on the bed before dropping the towel and began dressing.

"Maybe." I turned slightly. "Can you be a dear and zip this up for me?"

"Sure." I heard him rise and walk the little ways to the bed and felt his strong hands zip my shirt up before he leaned down and kissed my neck. "You smell so nice. What is it? It's not familiar."

"Essence of rose, I think." I tried to remember what it was called. "It was the complimentary bubble bath."

He was nuzzling my neck now. "I like it. It smells like you."

I giggled. "Is that a good thing?"

He raised his head and his arms tightened around me. "Yes, it's much better than what I smell half the time now."

I turned in his arms, pulling back before reaching up to kiss him. "Well, it's the least I can do."

He tugged me close again. "But enough of the war, I prefer to talk about something else."

I giggled, feeling victory was at hand. "And, if I may be so bold, what do you want to talk about?"

He leaned down, making a soft trail of kisses down the side of my face. "How much I miss you and love you."

I smiled into his loving gaze. "I love you too." I tugged his head down, our kisses long and slow, as if we had all the time in the world, that the war was not about to barge in on us at this very moment. For now, it was just us, a man and his wife. As the kisses began to grow, he lifted me up holding me closer to him, my feet dangling off the ground. When our lips finally parted, both of us short of breath, he set me gently onto the bed. He leaned down, his lips immediately finding mine again. After a moment, I reached up, tugging him down and when he didn't offer any protests, I hid the smirk in knowing I completely succeeded.

I ran my fingers through Obi-Wan's hair, as if it would help lower our heart rates down to normal after our activities. I felt him place kisses along my neck, still completely clueless of what I did to him, but I was so pleased I succeeded in getting some time alone. It had been a while since we were able to enjoy each other so much, to take our time, not being rushed.

"Meagan?" I opened my eyes and looked up as Obi-Wan propped himself up on his arm.

"Mmh?" I purred, reaching up, tracing a pattern across his face.

"I love you my lady Meagan."

I couldn't help but giggle at the endearment. I absolutely cherished the fact that I was still my lady, even after over six years of marriage and a daughter. "I love you too."

After sharing several more kisses, he rolled off me, laying on his back next to me. Only a moment or so later, he pulled me into his side. "Come here."

I cuddled next to him as we held each other in the quiet, just basking in each other's presences in the Force. Sighing with happiness, I felt so blessed to have a man like him. I'd never would believe someone could be so passionate, but so gentle at the same time. And he actually liked to cuddle! Granted he wouldn't say it, thinking we were meditating together!

Finally, I realized it was getting late and we would need to find something to eat before the café closed for the night. "Do we still want to go out for dinner?"

Obi-Wan chuckled, nuzzling my neck. "I think I'd rather have dessert with you."

Well knowing he wasn't talking about real food, I giggled. "Well, Master Jedi, if you want any dessert, you're going to have to eat your vegetables first. What kind of example is that to Sasha?"

"She's not here." He kissed me, but before it could go anywhere I pulled away. "She'll never know."

"Come on, let's get our dinner. I know you're hungry and if you want dessert later, I need substance."

Obi-Wan grumbled but didn't protest much more as we started to dress. As he was pulling on his boots, he stopped. "Meagan?"

Without thinking, while re brushing my hair, I replied. "Yes dear?"

"Did you just seduce me?"

Knowing he would have figured it out sometime, I quickly composed myself, putting a questionable look on my face. "What?"

"Oh, don't play innocent with me." He rose and came to stand directly in front of me, taking the brush from my hands. "I think we both know you planned our little activity."

"I did?" I ducked underneath his arm, looking around for my shoes.

"Meagan, whatever am I going to do with you?" He watched as I tugged my boots onto my feet. "I can't even leave you alone for an hour without you concocting some outrageous idea."

I couldn't help but giggle at my victory. "Well, it worked didn't it?" He handed me my robe and helped slip it around me. "I should be able to seduce you and I think you rather enjoyed it."

"It needs to be made illegal." He grumbled as we headed toward the door. "Let's eat downstairs then, that way I can get some work done."

I stopped short and crossed my arms across my chest. "Obi-Wan the whole point of this was to get some rest and that we can finally spend some real time together."

He turned and was about to say something, probably that he was sorry, that his duty came first, but I cut him off.

"It's just with the war, how much time have we really spent together that wasn't rushed or wasn't interrupted by something or another? I miss us, how much this war has taken from our family. I don't think I would have survived if you were discovered when you were Hardeen."

Obi-Wan sighed, his eyes growing tender as he gazed at me before pulling me into his arms. "I know, Meagan, this has not been easy on either of us but with a war waging you know I have no choice."

I knew that but it did not make it any easier to face what I was losing and could ultimately lose. But as for the time we were stuck on Arnasas, I was not about to give up. "How about cutting a deal Mr. Negotiator?" I certainly had his attention as one brow cocked upward in curiosity. "You take the rest of the night off and during the rest of our stay here, you can only work five hours a day, Council meetings not counting as I know you have to be present. The rest of the time we spend together, staying here or going on walks. I saw several beaches that looked exclusive."

Obi-Wan contemplated that for a moment or two as he tucked a loose strain of curls behind my ear. "That sounds reasonable, like a good compromise."

"I thought I would get you to see my point." I laid my head on his chest. "And I had plan b if not."

"This plan b, do I want to know?" He asked and I could feel his amusement.

"Maybe something along the lines of no deal and no dessert."

He was quiet for a long moment before laughing. "Meagan, that would not be a deal, but blackmail."

I raised my head, tilting it to one side, grinning. "Take it or leave it."

Obi-Wan put a stern look upon his face, but as he lifted my chin with a hand, there was a slight look of amusement in his odd colored eyes. "I really have been outwitted by a five foot three inch red headed snippet."

My husband did not seem to mind as we shared a laugh and then a kiss before we left our room to get some dinner. Suddenly being stuck here was going to be much more fun.

The next days were filled much better than I originally thought they might. Of course Obi-Wan still worked on battle plans and troop movements as well as participating in Council meetings but at least it was not taking up all of his time. We ended up spending much of the time together, talking and sometimes just relaxing together. Despite knowing the war did exist outside of these walls, it felt so good to have my husband mostly to myself. One night we sat out on the small patio, listening to the music filtering up through the trees from the concert in the park.

"It's a nice evening." Obi-Wan commented as he pulled me next to him as he was sitting in one of the chairs.

"Yes it is." I agreed, cuddled against my husband, enjoying the cooler evening air. The sky was darkening from dusk to night and a few stars were beginning to twinkle. We mostly sat together in silence, with making an occasional comment on the music or the people we could see walking up and down the street or share a kiss or a gentle touch.

I was nearly about to drift off when Obi-Wan made to rise, nearly jostling me. He rose to his feet, but reached out his arm. "Shall we my lady?"

I could not help but smile. It had been so long since we danced. Despite being bare footed, Obi-Wan and I twirled around the small porch, laughing together. It had seemed like a lifetime ago that my husband and I were able to be so relaxed, so carefree, like a young couple in love whose lives were not disturbed by the horrors of war.

"Will it ever by like this again?" I asked quietly as Obi-Wan pulled me close against him as we swayed to the sounds of a soft song drifting lazily upwards from the trees below.

"Meagan, I don't think we could ever go back." His voice was quiet, contemplating my question. "I do not think anything will be the same once this war is finally over."

I knew he was right, but it made me wonder then what we were fighting for. Sensing my thoughts and feelings, Obi-Wan's lips grazed my cheek before he spoke, his voice barely above a whisper. "But Meagan, our love will always remain. You and Sasha will always bring me home."

Tears rushed to my eyes at his words, that his faith we would endure was strong. I opened my mouth to speak but could not seem to force the words past the lump in my throat. I pressed my body closer to his, reaching up to meet his lips.

We did not speak much as the music faded away, though we continued to hold each other for several more minutes before going inside. With a slight smile, my husband led me into the refresher where we took a relaxing bath together. Completely and thoroughly content, I did not offer any complaints to when Obi-Wan turned off the lights, then guided me to our bed.

For a short time, the span of nearly a week, the war almost disappeared and I hated to see it come to an end but since we landed, I knew it would happen, it was only a question of when. So I was not too surprised when he awakened me one morning, telling me it was time to go. Though a part of me never wanted to leave, to not allow my husband to go back into the war but there never was much of a choice.

"I know." Obi-Wan sat down on the edge of the bed as I sat up, pulling the covers up with me, knowing my thoughts. "I just received notice that the ship is ready. I know you like it here but it's time to get back."

I nodded, wiping the sleep from my eyes. "Alright, let me get dressed and packed."

He nodded before kissing me gently. "I'm going over to check on it and then get us something to eat."

I watched him leave before I pulled myself from the warm bed, almost sorry to see our time here was ended. But he was right, it was time to get back to the real world. Knowing my husband would want to be leaving shortly, I hurried into the refresher and got ready before beginning to pack the few things I had. Obi-Wan came back just as I finished.

We sat down to breakfast and ate together. I hadn't realized how hungry I was until I smelled the rolls he brought. "Can we ever come back here?"

Obi-Wan gave me a grin as we were checking to make sure we didn't forget anything. "Hopefully so."

"You have promised me a beach after this war is over and this planet does have some beautiful ones." I reminded me as we left the room.

My husband only laughed as we checked out of the room and then we headed through the town to the hanger.

We both were quiet as he readied the ship before flying it out of the hanger. It quickly rose through the atmosphere, both of us holding our breath as we entered open space. Thankfully there was no sign of any enemy vessel. Obi-Wan plugged in the coordinates and we were soon settled into hyperspace.

We arrived safely at the base, with no other mishaps. I followed Obi-Wan off the ship and into the main hanger. We were about to enter the main door when it slide open, revealing a man hidden behind his dark robes.

"Took you long enough to get here. What did you do? Take a detour by Hoth?" Anakin spoke.

"Hello to you too." Obi-Wan managed a wry smile. "What a lovely welcoming greeting that was."

I couldn't help but laugh at their banter as I stepped around Obi-Wan to give Anakin a hug. "It's good to see you in one piece."

Anakin just shrugged, grinning slightly as I also greeted Ahsoka with a hug. "It's actually been pretty quiet around here."

As we walked through the base, Anakin and Ahsoka updated us with any news with possible coming battles and that Asajj Ventress would more than likely be involved. Grievous too had been moving his troops around more easily than anyone was comfortable with. Later that night, though Obi-Wan told me when he felt it safe enough, he would send me home with a few troops.

Over the next few days, the Jedi and troopers continued to pour over troop movements, making plans and who knew what else.

"You alright?" Obi-Wan asked me as we settled into bed the night before I was to leave.

I nodded as he slipped his arms around me. "It's been quite a day."

He tightened his hold on me. "You will be home soon. I just wish I could be going with you." I wished he was too, but at least we had those days alone together. I did want to go home, to see Sasha again, even if it was only for a few days before I was sent somewhere else. Sighing, I snuggled closer to my husband as he kneaded the muscles around my temple, nearly immediately easing the headache I'd been having. "What's wrong love?"

I shrugged. "I don't know. I just have this feeling that something's different."

"Different?"

"I can't explain it. It's just been there for a few days, that something is changing."

Obi-Wan remained silent for a few moments, well knowing I couldn't always pinpoint my instincts, but they were usually pretty well on target. "Meagan, I think it's just the war and going home alone. But we will keep our eyes open for anything."

I felt slightly comforted by his words. "You'll be careful?"

His gaze softened as he brushed some runaway curls off my face. "I always am."

We shared several kisses before turning to sleep.

Obi-Wan, Anakin and Ahsoka saw me off the following morning. Obi-Wan and I shared a more private goodbye before heading to the hanger so after hugs from both Anakin and Ahsoka, I was heading into the small ship. Thankfully there was no issues on the way home and we arrived back at the Temple without any incidents. Sasha and I had an enjoyable evening together, despite the fact both of us wished Obi-Wan had come home with me.

For our quote we thought to include one from Star Wars Rebels. We have been really enjoying the show, even better than Clone Wars.

Kanan: Focus

Ezra (while balancing on his hands on the Ghost): I'm trying

Kanan: Do or do not, there is no try

Ezra: What does that even mean? How can I do something if I don't try to do it?

Kanan: Well, see, actually that one always confused me too, but Master Yoda used it a lot.