From Earth to Star Wars Part Two

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AN: Hello everyone, now that Meagan and Obi-Wan are back at the Temple, the next chapter(s) or so will deal with Meagan's pregnancy and such with a little of the war. Though soon there will be another sequence that we will intertwine with a plot from the Clone Wars, but you are going to wait to find out which one! Thanks again for everyone who has reviewed, favorited or read our story lately. We always appreciate our readers and hearing their thoughts. Thanks again and enjoy!

Chapter One Hundred and Ten

**Meagan's Point of View**

Since returning from our kidnapping attempt, Obi-Wan, Sasha and I had readjusted to being back at the Temple and fallen into more of our normal routine, well at least our war time routine. It wasn't too surprising that our capture and miraculous escape and rescue still played constantly over different media sources. Though what was really surprising was there was no reports, no rumors of the final fate of Ventress. Obi-Wan left her injured, not mortally he said, but with the ship crashing, if she didn't get off in time, or far enough away the crash could have done her in. But if she survived why was there no word of it or at least a whisper of it?

"Dooku might have taken her out because her failure at getting us to him. He would not have been pleased with our escape." Obi-Wan pointed out as we discussed it one evening. "Or she sensed or knew Dooku would be coming after her and ran for it."

"So either way she is out of our lives?" It would be a huge relief if it were so, both for the Republic and our family personally.

"I do not know." Obi-Wan reached up to stroke his beard, quite thoughtfully. "If she is alive she will be laying low for quite a while but the question remains when and where would she resurface."

That did not make me feel any better but it was the truth.

"Meagan, she will not be able to hurt us and especially the baby." Obi-Wan said, his voice quiet, soft and tender as he tugged me closer to him. "After what happened, I do not think she would even contemplate showing her face anywhere near the Jedi Temple. It will be elsewhere if she does."

Now that gave me a little more comfort but the whole situation was making me uneasy. Then again between the war and pregnancy hormones everything was making me uneasy. Within a few minutes I was nodding off against my husband, even though it was still relatively early.

"Come on love, let's get you to bed." Obi-Wan was rising from the couch, careful not to jostle me, before helping me up and into our bedroom.

It wasn't that much later when I crawled into bed and with a gentle kiss from my husband, fell right to sleep.

The following morning, I woke slowly, wrapped gently in Obi-Wan's arms. I could feel he was awake and meditating but felt grateful that while he was communing with the Force he was staying in bed with me.

"Did I wake you?" His voice was quiet as he noticed I was awake several minutes later.

I shook my head, stretching my body slowly before feeling the slight movements of the child within.

"How are you feeling?" I was not too surprised by his question.

I turned slightly, giving him a smile. "We're fine."

His hand slowly grazed over my middle as if searching for the baby.

"It won't be too long before you will feel him." I gave him a sly smile.

"Him?" Obi-Wan cocked an eyebrow. "Are you trying to tell me you know something now?"

I shook my head. "No. I just don't like calling our next child it and saying he/her is getting old."

He only laughed. "We could be giving our child a complex."

"I think he will be okay."

"There you go again." Obi-Wan, still chuckling slightly, rubbing my middle before we rose and began to get ready for the day.

Once Obi-Wan left with Sasha, I was unsure of how to spend the rest of my day. I had not been reassigned to any work, more than likely because I was pregnant and especially after the kidnapping. I was grateful when Padme called me about a relief committee meeting. Of course I jumped at the chance to get involved again and went to go get ready. Thankfully I had already been shopping and found some outfits that hid my slightly growing middle. I quickly changed into one of those and headed over to Padme's office. She was at her desk working but over a cup of tea, gave me a debriefing about the work the committee had been doing since we been gone.

The meeting went on as they normally did, some arguing, some almost yelling, but enough agreeing that we made a little progress at least in making decisions to present to the Senate as a whole. Once we were concluded for the day, I headed back to the Temple. Obi-Wan wasn't home yet either but thought he might be soon. He had sent me a message, saying he would be able to pick up our daughter before the third meal. I took a quick peak in the kitchen and saw we had enough leftovers from the other day for all three of us so I wouldn't have to throw something together or contact my husband to pick dinner up in the cafeteria.

Once that was decided, I headed into our room, wanting to get out of the business outfit I was wearing. I pulled off the jacket throwing it over the nearby chair before sitting down and slipping off my shoes, feeling the instant relief and started rubbing my swollen ankles when the door slid open and Obi-Wan walked in.

He stopped short at seeing me in a nicer outfit and frowned. "Meagan, where did you go?"

"Where is Sasha?" I asked, completely ignoring his question.

"Playing in her room." He said, nearly offhandedly before giving me a pointed look, causing me to answer his question.

"Senate committee meetings." I told him, hoping he wasn't about to freak out about it. "The relief committee is trying to prepare more bills to help some recently destroyed planets."

My husband just stared at me, as if he didn't see it coming.

"Did you really think I wouldn't get involved again?" I was almost amused at his surprised reaction, especially since I could rarely surprise him or enough where it took a little more time for him to cover his reaction.

"Um Meagan, you're pregnant and we were just kidnapped." My husband stated, still seemingly surprised by my decision.

"Obi-Wan, I know it may not seem like it, but I'm not completely losing my mind and you were just kidnapped as well and more than likely about to leave on another campaign." I couldn't help but point out.

"Well yes," He nearly stuttered but then easily managed to bring his emotions under control. "But I'm not the one physically pregnant and showing."

"I had on an outer jacket that hid it." I said after I realized he didn't know I already took off a part of my outfit. "Relax, we're fine."

Obi-Wan gave a sigh. "Meagan I am not sure this is a good idea. I do not want anyone to get any clue of your condition."

"When I 'disappear' it will look that way."

"I guess we have never completely discussed how to completely handle your entire pregnancy." He now grew thoughtful.

"Well, only recently we were trying to keep alive and out of Dooku's hands." I pointed out, after all that trip took out a lot of time I was thinking we would have to prepare and handle my pregnancy.

Obi-Wan chuckled slightly. "I guess we can claim that excuse." He paused as I began to change into something more comfortable. "Maybe it's time we come up with a good plan to protect you and the baby that will not be even more suspicious. The sooner we get you out of the spotlight the better."

"You're sweet too worry about it, but we'll be fine." I turned from the closet and went to kiss him.

He gave me a look that promised we would be discussing this in greater detail rather soon.

That evening and the following day or so we started discussing how to handle my pregnancy and came up with some ideas that could certainly be workable. However, a battle brewing forestalled our plans as Obi-Wan, Anakin and Ahsoka were called out on a campaign. To say I was emotional when they were leaving was a major understatement. Though as Obi-Wan pulled me into his arms, I felt my emotions start to calm or at least a little.

"Meagan, you, Sasha and now this little one will always bring me home." He kissed me, deeply, passionately before he left.

Thankfully Padme had come with Anakin and Ahsoka to say goodbye and as we watched them leave, she suggested going out to lunch together. It sounded like a very good distraction to me and we soon left. We actually ended up getting take out and going back to their penthouse.

As we ate together, as we were alone; she asked me. "Are you going to find out if the baby is a boy or a girl? Or do you already know?"

I wasn't surprised at her questions and sipped my tea before answering her. "I haven't sensed anything, at least not yet. But we've pretty much decided if we don't feel it, we will just be surprised."

Padme looked thoughtful. "Sola, my sister knew with both of my nieces, she told me that she and Dared would prefer to know, but I think a surprise would be nice."

I nodded, agreeing with her. "When I was pregnant with Sasha we knew early on that it was a girl but that was okay. It felt right with her." I thought about it for a long moment before reaching down to rub my middle. "But, I don't know, with this one, it's different."

We were quiet, each lost in our own thoughts for a little while before I asked. "Have you and Anakin talked about having children?"

She sat down her plate as we were just about done eating before taking a sip of her drink. "Nothing too serious." She admitted. "We would both like to have children, of course, after the war is over. We only briefly discussed it before marrying that we did want to be parents, but recently having both Ahsoka and Sasha here reinforced the desire to have a family one day. Though we certainly learned being an aunt and uncle is much easier than being actual parents."

"You will make a wonderful mother but you may have to educate Anakin on how not to spoil his own children as he spoils Sasha."

We laughed together before Padme spoke again. "Anakin will probably have to learn the hard way."

I agreed with her. "Generally he is like that."

She was quiet for long moments before asking. "Did you tell Sasha about the baby yet?"

I nodded, recapping the conversation Obi-Wan and I had with our daughter. "Hopefully she won't be too disappointed if it's a boy."

"I'm not surprised. Ryoo had nearly the same reaction when they told her Sola was pregnant with Pooja. They get along for the most part."

I had certainly seen that during the days on Naboo for the wedding and it was good to know it just wasn't for that weekend. "That is good to hear." I told her with a slight laugh remembering my own childhood. "My brother and I got on well, but being a handful of years younger, I learned early how to annoy him."

Padme and I shared a laugh before she told me stories of her own childhood. We talked and laughed together for a little while longer before she had to go back to work. We shared a tight hug goodbye before we promised to get together soon while our men were gone that wasn't relief work. She also promised to keep me in the loop of what was going on with relief work in the Senate as she knew I would not be leaving the planet while I was still pregnant.

The next week passed by quickly even though I was worried about my husband being away. I was able to help and organize relief efforts mostly from our office in the Temple or in Padme's office which kept my mind rather preoccupied. One night Padme and I even took in a nice dinner and then to the opera. The fancy dress I was wearing hid the slight bulge in my middle and I thankfully had not put on that much weight, at least not yet.

Because of what happened the healers had wanted to see me sooner than what was normal but the exam went well. My blood pressure was still a little higher than normal but everything else was normal. I did tell Master Jessie that Obi-Wan and I didn't want to know the sex of the baby but the baby, as if wanting to hide what it was, was turned in such a way where you couldn't tell it anyway. However, I was able to see the baby was growing normally and healthy. I felt tears well up in my eyes as I watched the baby make the moves I had just been starting to feel lately. The healers were able to save the pictures we took so Obi-Wan would be able to see the progress our baby was making.

I think Obi-Wan enjoyed seeing pictures of the baby and was relieved and pleased we were both doing well, but he still had not really bonded with the baby. I really wished he would especially now that he wasn't purely focused on saving our lives but even though it was hard I had to be patient with him and let it work itself out. Obi-Wan would completely come around, be it tomorrow or next week or during the next several months. He was a good man, husband and father so it was only a matter of time.

Obi-Wan, Anakin and Ahsoka soon returned safe and mostly sound though their campaign was only somewhat successful. It seemed as though the war would never end, that neither side was winning or gaining more than the other. Though the peace I felt with my husband's return was rather short lived as it was announced that Chancellor Palpatine managed to pass even more changes to the Republic's constitution. Even more disturbing were the rumors or the talk about when Palpatine's term of office was up, the Senate would allow him to stay in power instead of having an election. The galaxy seemed so much more dark and bleak, leaving me wonder what kind of galaxy we were not only raising Sasha in but bringing another innocent child into.

The war kept us busy and despite Obi-Wan not rather liking it, I still kept busy with Padme, Dede and Jema working on relief efforts. Though more often than not, I was tucked safely in my little office in the Temple, helping plan fundraisers and such from behind the scenes. While I was frustrated not being able to be more involved I was grateful for my friends doing their best to keep me active and involved while protecting my baby and myself at the same time.

Obi-Wan and I did get into some rather intense discussions, well maybe they were more like fights about when and how I would step away from the work I was doing with the relief efforts. He did have a good idea of how because of the loss of Jedi we had in this war. The Temple needing me to help more in day to day operations with the younglings was a good public explanation as to why I was not seen more. Of course the kidnapping was also put on blame; that I needed to stay on Coruscant because I would become a valuable hostage and hinder the Republic's war efforts if captured again. I agreed with this plan so what we often argued about was to the when.

"Meagan, I do not think you realize it." He was saying one day. "You are pregnant."

I didn't even bother to fight the urge to roll my eyes, knowing it would annoy him. "Of course I don't know I am carrying another human being, the constant peeing, ankles swelling and breast pain, only to name a few."

Obi-Wan didn't say anything for long moments, rubbing the bridge of his nose with two of his fingers, a sure sign he was running low on patience. "That is not exactly what I meant. You are looking more pregnant than you used to." He gestured towards me.

"You know very well I am not wearing this out in public." I didn't bother trying to hide the fact that the clothes I was currently wearing were not hiding my changing body. "I am very careful about how I look."

"I know." He acknowledged before further explaining his view. "You have been doing a great job so far but it will not be much longer where you won't be able to hide it completely and speculation will become ripe. I think you need to step away before that happens."

I glared at my husband, absolutely hating the fact he was so logical, so practical and I didn't want to admit it, but right.

"Honey, come here." Obi-Wan came over to me, taking my hand before leading me to the couch to gently sit me down. "I know this is rather restrictive on you and you feel as if you are not able to help the war efforts but you do know that this is the best option. I know you are not that pregnant yet but in the end this is the only decision and way to protect you and this baby. If you continued and something did happen, you would not be able to forgive yourself if something happened to the baby."

Without warning, I burst into tears. Obi-Wan looked rather surprised as I swiped angrily at the tears, wishing my emotions wouldn't get the best of me. "Are you trying to guilt me into admitting you were right?"

"Meagan, I am right." He was dead serious, but he did reach up and gently wiped away the tears. "I think you know it too. I know it will not be easy on you, you have always been active in helping others whether in war or peace time but you are going to have to step away from it for the time being. I know the timing on this is not ideal but the baby needs you to make the right decisions."

I still glared at my husband. "I hate it when you are right."

He gave me a slightly twisted smile. "Not that I have enjoyed this."

"I know." I knew he was trying to protect us but I still did not have to like it. I soon rose from the couch, going into the kitchen to make a cup of tea before going to bed and Obi-Wan wisely gave me my space and did not speak. Though as we laid in bed together that night I realized how much I would be giving up. The hormones were wreaking absolute havoc on me and I could not seem to stop the tears so he pulled me into his arms, holding me close, letting me cry it out.

Once the tears were abated, we still lay in the quiet for some time before he spoke. "Meagan, I know this will not be easy for you but the moment you see the little face, the baby in your arms healthy and safe, this will all be worth it."

I knew once again he was right but was not about to admit it, and just cuddled into his arms, accepting his love and comfort.

Thankfully Obi-Wan didn't make me "disappear" completely right away. I was allowed to have one last night out. Originally we were just going to go to one of the area parks or dinner at Dexter's when Padme said she would find something much better for all of us to do together. So a few nights later we actually went out to a really nice quiet restaurant where we were left pretty much alone and it was a lot of fun. It was too bad the war was preventing us from having more outings like this. The war often ventured into our conversation, it was impossible for it not to as well as other events around Coruscant and the Senate. Though all good things unfortunately do come to an end and as it was growing late, Padme and Anakin headed back to their home while Obi-Wan and I went back to the Temple.

Overall the transition went very smoothly. Jema and Padme found ways for me to still be involved in relief efforts but it was scaled back and it was harder to be involved as I was no longer allowed to leave the Temple. Most days I was able to stay busy but sometimes I would gaze out a window and realize I would not be allowed to step outside the doors for one too many months. I knew Obi-Wan was right and this sacrifice would be worth it in the end, but until I saw that little face, getting there would be frustrating. By now others knew about the coming baby, Obi-Wan had to tell the rest of the Council something as they all knew there was more behind my stepping back than the simple kidnapping.

As our closer friends knew I was more or less locked up, they were great to keep me up to date on things as well as offering support and often just stopped by to chat. Padme more than once, had Anakin bring in something for dinner and the six of us dinned together. It was great to have something normal, like a family eating together to keep all of us distracted by any of the news of the war.

One positive note about not leaving was that Sasha, while grown used to our travels, very much enjoyed having me at home all the time. It was also good to spend time with her before the new baby came.

"Mummy." Sasha interrupted my thoughts as we finished clearing up our dinner dishes before sitting aside a plate for my husband who was late coming home from the Council meetings. "Where is the baby going to go once she's here?"

I had not been expecting that question, certainly not tonight and was glad nothing was in my hands or we might have had to clean up a mess. However, taking my daughter's hand, I led her into the living area and onto one of the couches.

It took me a moment to find my thoughts, especially as I had not given it too much thought except it was something we were going to have to figure out. "Why do you ask?"

"I was helping in the nursery and saw the Master putting a baby down for a nap and wondered if it would live here."

"Yes, your new brother or sister would stay here with us." Now that I could say for certain.

"I thought so." She made a slight face. "Will I have to give up my room?"

I held back a sigh. "You may have to share your room at some point. Your father and I haven't quite decided on it yet." That was putting it mildly as we had not even started discussing it yet.

"Oh, okay." Sasha was really trying to make sense of this and was certainly feeling unsure but was trying hard not to show it.

Reaching over, I pulled her into my lap, holding her close. "I know everything has not been the same since the war started and now with a baby coming, it has not been easy for you." I paused and saw she was following along, so I continued. "But your daddy and I love you very much and even though the baby will take up more time, you are not being replaced and we will always be here for you."

She cuddled close against me, but I could tell she was already starting to feel better about it. She didn't question me again and we soon started her normal bed time routine. However, when I was lying in bed reading, my husband returned so I set the book down and spoke to him.

"Where do you want to keep the baby?"

"What?" He looked rather surprised at my question as he took off his robe, hanging it on the back of the chair. "Do we have to discuss this now?"

"Well, actually yes we do." I watched as he sat down on the edge of our bed before taking his shoes off. "Sasha asked me tonight if she was going to have to give up her room."

Obi-Wan set down his boots onto the floor before asking. "What did you tell her?"

"That we hadn't decided yet but that she may have to share her room at some point." I then filled him in on the rest of the discussion as well.

By this time Obi-Wan was settled into the bed next to me and I felt comforted by his warm strong arms. He gently kissed me. "You handled it fine, she will adjust. As for the space situation, we can discuss it later. I think we will be able to think more clearly when it's not late at night."

I pushed myself up slightly and was about to protest when he placed a finger over my lips. "It does not have to be decided tonight but I do not intend on putting it off for long when it clearly has been something our daughter is concerned over."

That certainly made me feel better as he kissed me again before turning off the light. It was not long before both of us feel asleep.

The following day Obi-Wan was unfortunately helping plan a battle a couple other Jedi, who were closer to the area, were being sent to and prevented us from continuing our room discussion. However, when he was free of duty in the evening the day after, I practically cornered him, wanting to have a better game plan to share with our daughter before too long. And I was completely unsure of when he would be sent away or for how long.

"I was thinking we would at least keep the baby in with us for longer than we did with Sasha as even if the baby is sleeping through most nights, he or she will have a different schedule than Sasha and it would disrupt both of them." I started out with thankfully Obi-Wan not making much of a protest.

"It wouldn't be that bad." Obi-Wan said, sitting us down on the couch with our cups of tea.

"Have you forgotten how early a baby goes to bed?" I asked him, sitting the cup down. "Sasha wouldn't be able to use her own room once the baby was asleep and more than likely the baby would be awake much earlier than Sasha."

Obi-Wan gave a small sigh, well knowing I was right.

"And they wouldn't be able to share a room for too many years. If this baby is a boy, at some point they couldn't share and even if it's a girl, they are enough years apart where Sasha at thirteen would not want to share a bedroom with her eight-year-old little sister."

"Meagan, you are talking about an issue that wouldn't affect us until years from now." Obi-Wan pointed out. "We have plenty of time to make those decisions."

He was right on that score especially if we have another girl, but the question remained of what to do now.

"Alright then, what are our choices in this?" I asked after several moments of silence. "I guess we could move?"

"There are some three room quarters in one of the other towers. I am not completely sure if they are occupied or not." He said, rubbing his beard covered chin. "If they are available, I am not sure if moving in the middle of this war is the best plan."

We were both quiet for another moment before my husband spoke again. "I would suggest Sasha could move in with her clan but I think I would be the one leaving then."

I crossed my arms against my chest in fake anger after seeing a slight twitch in his lips telling me he wasn't serious. "I don't think you would be leaving in one piece either."

We both chuckled before Obi-Wan spoke. "Even if I thought it was a real option for us, I do not think I could actually go through with it either." He paused again. "Our two most realistic choices are us moving, if possible, before the baby comes or we just keep the baby in with us until we can move or see how things go with the younglings sharing a room while they can."

I was still sitting on the couch as I watched my husband rise and started to slightly pace across the room. After several more minutes of silence I ventured out. "What are you thinking?"

"While I do not like the idea of the baby staying in our room for about a year and a half to where the children are on at least a similar schedule. I really do not like the idea of moving either, especially in your condition and with the war." He gave me a glance. "Did you have a preference?"

"I know we do not have all that much stuff but if we move, it would be a lot of work, especially since I wouldn't be that much help with the physical aspect of it." I watched him for a moment or two before venturing out, knowing we felt different about it. "It really doesn't bother me keeping this little one with us for longer."

He gave a sigh as he sat down next to me. "I thought you might say that."

"I don't think you are going to like this either, but keeping the baby with us just puts off the inevitable move I think we will have to make. Maybe it would be best to get it over with."

"Yes, but we may not be in a war then where I could get called out at a moment's notice."

I couldn't ignore that possibility and he really did not want to move. So that left one option, at least for the moment. "Well, then, I think Sasha will like keeping her room completely hers for a little while longer at least."

Obi-Wan took a sip of his tea before leaning back into the couch, pulling me close to him. "At least the decisions are made."

I could not help but chuckle. "Now we have to decide how to rearrange our room, start getting baby supplies again…."

He gave a little groan. "Not tonight."

Seeing how tired he was looking, I gave in, knowing with a little help I could handle getting the space and baby clothes on my own. The rather big decision I think he had not thought of was what to name the baby. But that discussion could wait until he was a little more ready to have it.

So, for the next while we sat there cuddled together, both of us thinking of the future and what it might hold, especially since everything around us was changing.

AN: "I have spoken." We hope you have enjoyed this latest chapter. We couldn't help ourselves but put that in there! LOL.

ColdOnePaul: Thanks! As for the future of Dalton, it is interesting to think about what other parts he could play in the future. We hope you enjoyed this chapter and stick along for the ride. Some interesting things coming up soon.

Quote: Also from the Mandalorian. We have really been enjoying it, though episode five was not our favorite but looking forward to seeing what happens to baby Yoda.

The Client: "Please lower your blaster."

Mado: "Have them lower theirs first."

Storm Trooper: "We have you four to one."

Mando: "I like those odds."