From Earth to Star Wars, Part Two

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An: Happy New Year and hello to all of you! We saw The Last Jedi and overall really liked it with the risks they took in the movie, though certainly understand why a lot of people didn't like where they took Luke. And the porgs were absolutely adorable! We won't say more as we don't want to spoil it if someone hasn't seen it yet. As to this story since it's been a while since we've posted, here is a quick reminder to what is going on. Meagan has recently become pregnant and Obi-Wan is still more or less trying to adjust to this sudden change. Now the two of them are about to head off planet to promote relief efforts…Thanks again for all our readers, reviewers, anyone who has favorited, alerted us/the story recently, we greatly appreciate all of you. Talk to you later, enjoy!

Chapter One Hundred One

**Meagan's Point of View**

Obi-Wan and I continued to prepare for our trip, knowing we would be leaving shortly. I went over to Padme's to check with her on different areas of relief efforts. After discussing those, we were sitting in her office, her assistant bringing a tray of tea before leaving us alone.

Once the door slid shut behind her, Padme glanced at me over the top of her cup. "I am assuming you are still planning on attending the rallies?"

I nodded, stirring the tea for a long moment before taking a few sips. "I do not see why not. I am not showing too much yet and can hide it easily. It's not too strenuous."

"Oh, I agree." Padme set down her cup, smiling. "How is Obi-Wan reacting? I wasn't sure if he would let you go or not."

I sighed. "Oh, he tried not to over react and said he would come with me to make sure I don't get into trouble." Padme laughed at that and I wiggled a finger toward her. "If you and Anakin are planning on having a family one day, he will be just as bad."

"Oh, I know but that will be some time yet." She said, still laughing before changing the subject. "When are you leaving?"

"Tomorrow, maybe around mid-day." I answered her question. "I am looking forward to leaving planet, it will be the last time for quite a while."

Padme nodded, sipping her tea. "That sounds like it would be a wise plan. Have you told Sasha yet?"

I shook my head. "Not yet, Obi-Wan and I haven't quite decided how or when to tell her."

"I am sure my mother would not mind talking to you about it." Padme offered. "Give you a few pointers."

Touched by the offer, I gave her a grateful look. "Thank you, I will keep that in mind."

"I am sure she would not say anything to anyone either." Padme assured me, though I knew I could probably trust Padme's family.

I nodded before setting my tea cup down. "As much as I would love to stay here and chat, I best get back to the Temple. Both Obi-Wan and I have some work to do before leaving."

She nodded as we both rose from our seats. "I will have my driver take you home."

I started to say that it was not needed but did not get to finish my request as she simply sent me a rather authoritative glare that stopped my protests. I could not help but smile. She was certainly formidable on the Senate floor but it would also make an excellent trait as a mother.

As her driver pulled around, Padme and I exchanged a hug, saying our goodbyes before I climbed into the speeder. The trip back to the Temple was quick, thankfully traffic was not all that heavy. After thanking the man, I headed inside and back to our quarters.

As I entered our home, knowing I had some time before getting my daughter, I thought about what Padme offered. While I very much appreciated the thought and knew Jobal would undoubtedly have good advice, I was not sure if Obi-Wan would allow it or not. Considering his earlier reactions, though I did not want to hurt Padme's feelings by saying so, I did not think he would think that it was a good idea. Though I was torn whether to bring it up to him or not.

Sighing, I decided to at least do a little research on the subject, wishing I had a little more time to study the information. After doing a quick holonet search, I found the pregnancy sites I remembered looking at when I was carrying Sasha. But now I looked for the suggestions and advice on how to tell your toddler she was going to be an older sister. The articles and other mothers had good advice but what I wouldn't give to ask my mother how she told Seth I was coming.

I still could ask Padme to contact her mother for me and just not tell my husband. Though I immediately dismissed that as if Obi-Wan ever found out, he would be beyond furious. So that left me with going on my own instincts and other experienced parents' advice which did not exactly sit to well with me. I knew what I wanted, to speak with my own parents, but knew it would not be possible. A sudden pang of homesickness hit me, as it still did on occasions, especially for my family. I blinked away the sudden, nearly overwhelming tears, the pregnancy hormones obviously making my homesickness worse than normal. I took a deep breath, trying to bring my emotions under a semblance of control.

"Meagan, have you….." Obi-Wan who I had not even realized had gotten home, stepped into the room, his words stopping short as he quickly surveyed the scene, then coming over to me to gently pull me into his arms. "Are you alright? What's wrong?"

I nodded against him, taking comfort from the warmth of his familiar and comfortable hold, snuggling into him.

He must have seen what I was looking at, as when he spoke again, his voice was quiet, understanding. "Meagan, perhaps this should wait till later."

I did not quite agree but saw the truth through my tears at his words. I tried to explain why I was suddenly so upset but my husband knew me well enough to know what I was trying to say and wise enough to not say much.

"I know, honey, I know." His voice was still quiet as he tugged me closer, just holding me for long moments, not speaking, allowing me to bring myself under a little more control.

After several long moments and deep breaths later, I slowly pulled away. He gave me a searching look before letting go.

I could feel his eyes on me as I shut down the terminal and turned to complete my packing.

"Are you sure you are up to this?" Obi-Wan asked as he continued to watch me.

I nodded, not stopping what I was doing. "I will be fine and I think getting away from Coruscant will be good for me."

"Very well." He said and started to turn away then thought better of it and asked. "Are you going to be okay if I leave? I have a Council meeting soon."

I nodded. "I will be fine. I was about to go get Sasha anyway."

Obi-Wan seemed to be slightly reluctant but eventually nodded before leaving the room.

Later that evening, once meetings and other preparations were completed, we spent an enjoyable evening together with our daughter before turning to bed. Thankfully I felt relatively fine the following morning, maybe a little tired. We said our goodbyes to our daughter, saying we would be back soon. Sasha, being more than used to our travels, took it well and in stride, heading into her clan. Once back in our quarters we finished packing a couple last minute items and coordinated a couple things. While Obi-Wan attended some meetings or war planning, I took the opportunity to get a little rest, knowing it might certainly get harder to come by during the trip.

Then, finally we were leaving. The earlier nap I'd taken seemed to have done wonders and I felt more rested. However, as the ship started to take off, I felt my stomach turn and I felt my face slowly begin to pale. I felt Obi-Wan slip an arm around me, steadying me.

"You need to sit down." Obi-Wan tugged on my waist, slowly leading me to the benches. "Take a deep breath."

I did as I was told as my stomach rolled again. I closed my eyes as the ship turned, almost making it worse.

Obi-Wan gently pushed my hair off my face. "Do you need anything?"

I shook my head as I felt more than saw the stars go blurry as the ship slipped into hyperspace. "I think my body just decided to disagree with space travel."

I could feel my husband's gaze, still obviously concerned. "Are you sure you are okay?"

I managed a small smile, taking another deep breath. I hoped I wasn't going to feel ill all the way there. Thankfully after a little while and some tea Obi-Wan brought me, my body adjusted to the steady hum of hyperspace and calmed down. Though my over reacting husband insisted I rest the remainder of the way there.

The rest of the trip was thankfully uneventful and we landed with little problems. Though my stomach was not quite sure about it but it settled down once my feet were on solid ground again. We were greeted by my friends and some of their relief committee members and shown our rooms in a complex where most of the events were taking place. We arrived around mid-day and were not due to report till dinner so Obi-Wan and I rested in our rooms and I also looked over my notes and speeches, making sure I was well prepared.

Dinner was a semi-formal affair where the sectors most influential members were gathering. This was looking a little larger than I originally thought and Obi-Wan must have thought so too as I felt him tense ever so slightly.

"Be charming." I whispered to my husband whose arm I had just taken as we headed toward the dinner tables. "Remember these are the same ones who will donate credits to relief efforts or the Order."

A small smile twitched on his lips and he was about to respond when we were approached.

"Good evening, General and Lady Kenobi."

"Good evening." We greeted the Senator before making small talk for several minutes.

We then worked around the room, mostly together, answering questions about ongoing relief efforts or the movement of the armies. Obi-Wan certainly showed his skills as the negotiator and his rather charming nature took over. Throughout the evening, I kept pretending to drink a glass of something like champagne and once switched my full glass out with Obi-Wan's nearly empty glass so no one noticed I didn't even sip mine.

As dinner was buffet style, Obi-Wan checked things out for me so I didn't have to smell and see foods that were not of the human pallet. He reported back and I gave him my order and once again I felt extremely grateful for my husband's care of me. The rest of the evening proceeded fine and I felt it was successful in educating others about the war and things associated with it. Obi-Wan, though he never really liked gatherings of this nature, was the perfect Jedi gentleman and ambassador for the Order.

The following days were a flurry of activity in promoting relief efforts and trying to gather funds and other necessities people across the galaxy desperately needed. They were rather successful and I also enjoyed seeing some friends I had worked with before. The talks or mini speeches I had, going well. There was some times I felt extremely tired but thankfully I had very little morning sickness, but we were also busy enough where it left me less time to worry about it. Of course, Obi-Wan would make sure I ate healthy and went to bed at a decent hour. Though he was often quite bored and tired of dealing with some of the politicians that were present, I was glad he was here with me, pregnant or not.

Once the events were over, we said our goodbyes and headed to the next place. Thankfully the trip was also uneventful and we arrived safely. The second night there was a formal dinner and presentation. Obi-Wan was once again not quite happy about having to attend but I trusted him to behave himself properly and knew he would charm at least the female population without trying too much.

As I was getting ready, I glanced over to the mirror, adjusting the dress. The gown had a loose flowing fabric that completely concealed the slight thickening in my waist. However, I had never been able to completely fill out the top of it, until now. I almost felt like I was spilling out of it, though it wasn't quite like that.

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Obi-Wan come into the room and stop as he reached for his formal outer robe.

Suddenly apprehensive I asked him. "Is this alright? Is it showing too much?" When he still didn't speak I continued. "There is a wrap that goes with this that might help cover the front? Or should I go with another color? I brought other dresses, maybe the red clashes with my hair?"

Obi-Wan shook his head, finally moving to come stand closer to me, but still seemed at a loss for words. At a loss how to say he didn't like it or at a loss to say he did.

Taking pity on my husband, I simply asked. "Yes you like or no you don't?"

A smile tweaked the corners of his mouth as he finally found his voice. "Yes, very much so."

Realizing that was probably all I was going to get, I turned back into the fresher. As I put the finishing touches on my hair and make-up, I could feel my husband's warm gaze, watching me before he turned and left the room.

"Are you ready?" I asked several minutes later when I went back into the main room to find Obi-Wan working on something on a datapad.

He nodded, sitting the pad down. He stood up, coming to stand closer to me, reaching out to adjust the wrap around my bare shoulders. "Meagan, saying you are beautiful is not even close to being accurate."

"Thank you" I felt a small smile tugging on my lips as I adjusted his outer robe. "You've always managed to look very nice."

"Only well enough to make you shine." He gently kissed me before we finally made our way through the complex to the gathering of that night.

The evening went well, though a bit tiring. I could tell speaking with all these different beings, all somehow involved in local and galaxy wide politics were beginning to wear on my husband. I knew he was more than ready to go back to the Jedi Temple and be doing other things. Though I made sure I thanked him and that what we were doing was not only helping others but also the Order and overall Republic war efforts. Obi-Wan kept me rather close to him, I didn't think he liked some of the male attention I was receiving. I couldn't help but smile and almost liked the fact he was acting a little jealous, though no one but me would recognize the slightest changes of his behavior. Thankfully the rest of the evening went by quickly and uneventfully, then we were able to make our way back to the room for the night.

The next days were several meetings where I was updating some of their leadership on the ongoing war relief efforts and what and where they could contribute. Of course there were some that disagreed with what I said but for the most part I felt it was successful. After several more days and meetings, a final formal night, the conferences were coming to an end. I could certainly feel Obi-Wan was more than ready to leave and return home.

The night before we were to leave, after that evening's activities, I laid in bed, thinking on the last several days. I gave a small sigh before yawning.

"How are you feeling?" Obi-Wan asked as he settled into bed next to me.

"A little tired." I admitted, certainly feeling the days catch up to me. "It will be good to get back home."

Obi-Wan pushed himself up on an elbow, suddenly looking worried. "Is something wrong? Should we find a medical droid at least?"

I tried to hold back the laugh, but failed only a little. Rubbing the slight growth of my middle, I gave a shake of my head, feeling the baby was fine. "Nothing's wrong that is not normal for pregnancy."

"Are you sure?" He asked, placing a hand over mine, squeezing my hand.

"I assure you, I am fine." I reached up, smoothing a hand across his face, touching the ginger hairs of his beard.

Obi-Wan leaned down, only somewhat assured, kissing me gently. "Very well."

I giggled again as we slowly settled down, getting comfortable for the night. I closed my eyes feeling my husband's warmth and strength, rather quickly falling asleep.

The following morning, we ate a light breakfast, my stomach slightly queasy. We gathered our belongings and stored them on our ship before making our goodbyes. Once that was completed, we loaded into the smaller ship we had and Obi-Wan finished the preflight sequence before we lifted off. We made clearance into the atmosphere where Obi-Wan plotted our course and the stars turned blurry.

Thankfully my body did not react the same way it did when we came and I felt much better. Though I took advantage of the time and decided to get some much needed rest. My reports about the conferences could wait till I got back and I had done some work while we were there or at least jotting notes down here and there.

I was sleeping in the small cabin when I was rather rudely awakened by a rough jerk and the ominous drop out of hyperspace. I felt my stomach in my throat as I rose and headed into the cockpit, sometimes leaning into the walls as the ship lurched from one side to the other, to find Obi-Wan sitting calmly in the cockpit, bringing the ship under control. Wondering what had happened now, I sat down next to him in the copilot's seat, about to ask what was going on, when several alarms started sounding.

I glanced from the bleeping screens to the view outside to see several Separatist warships come from out of nowhere. My stomach clinched. This was not good. We were surrounded. "Obi-Wan?" I hoped my voice did not sound as panicked as I thought it might.

"I know." He of course was completely calm and in control. Did I mention he said this as he swerved around to avoid the lasers, canons or whatever they were shooting at us?

The ship suddenly jerked and I saw Obi-Wan clinch his jaw as the ship was being pulled toward the hull of one of the enemies' ships. We were undoubtedly caught in its tracker beam.

"Obi-Wan?" I asked after several tense moments of utter silence, hoping my husband could still get us out of this.

"Without outside help, there is little I can do right now." He said still doing something on the console in front of him. "I've sent a message to the fleet but it might be too late by the time they arrive."

That did not make me feel better. Who knew who was on that ship or what their plans were. Was this set up just for us or did they just happen to get lucky? "Can we use the escape pods?"

"And go where? We are nowhere close to a planet where we could land. More than likely we would be shot down or disabled where they would just reel us back in again."

"So your plan is?" I asked, gripping the sides of the chair.

He squeezed my hand. "Depending on who is on board, I may be able to negotiate some kind of treaty or at least stall long enough for help to arrive for us to somehow escape."

There was a lot of ifs involved, a lot of room for error that could cost us our lives but what choices did we have?

Obi-Wan rose from his seat, motioning me to follow him. "Come we don't have much time."

Following my husband, I watched as he sorted through a junk drawer of parts till he pulled out something that resembled a lightsaber hilt. Of course someone who was familiar with them and from a very close distance would tell it was not one, but for the basic battle droids who were rather stupid or for someone who had not seen one too close and was a distance away, it could fool them. Maybe long enough for Obi-Wan to keep his real one or at least give us a fighting chance.

"Here." Obi-Wan held out a blaster. "Once they find this they won't think you are carrying a lightsaber especially when it is well known that you are only married to a Jedi and not an actual Jedi."

I took the blaster as Obi-Wan unclipped his lightsaber and attached it to the smaller belt I wore. The robes I wore would hopefully hide it from any prying eyes. Unless…. "What if they search me?"

"I doubt they will. Once they find your blaster they won't think you will have any other weapons. You are not known to have that many."

For once my more peaceful reputation would help us or hopefully it would. Once we had that sorted, Obi-Wan took my hand and led us through the ship. We easily hid in a corner where hopefully the droids would walk right past us.

"Meagan, I am hoping we can avoid detection long enough for help to arrive then escape during the battle." He watched me for a long moment as we felt the ship slowing down as it came into the hull of the bigger ship. "I don't think they will jump into hyperspace without knowing exactly who was on board."

I nodded, feeling it was as good of a plan as we could come up with the time and options we had. Maybe there was still a way out of this.

Obi-Wan leaned down and gently kissed me, sensing my thoughts. "It might work, but then it might not and we will have to adjust, but I've survived worse."

I couldn't help but agree, considering everything that should have killed him but didn't.

"Meagan." Obi-Wan's voice was quiet, gentle. "We will survive this."

I couldn't help but smile at his confidence. We would survive this. He grasped my hand and held it tightly as we waited for the droids to load onto the ship.

Aren't we cruel to end the chapter here? LOL! We can't help ourselves to leave cliffhangers like this! Thanks again!

Quote from Downton Abbey from the wonderful Dowager Countess of Grantham. We can't believe we have never used one from this show as it's one of our favorites! This one comes from Season 3, episode 3.

"Because I want the pleasurer of saying I told you so."

AN:

Dimonah Tralon: Glad you enjoyed the last chapter, we were hoping our readers would experience a variety of emotions with Obi-Wan's continued reaction to Meagan's news. Meagan and Obi-Wan's discussion about the baby was quite rational but it wouldn't have helped the situation if she got overly emotional about it, though it would have been an understandable reaction. It shows how well she knows him to think there was something beneath it that was causing his decisions to go in the direction they did. Anyway, thanks again for all your thoughts about the story.