Chapter 2: Family, Part 1

"Codi, sweetheart, you're so late!" Shaak hissed at her son as he slid out of the vent that went directly over the Council chamber. He landed easily, smiling at her nervously. "Sorry, Mother."

The word warmed her heart, and she smiled, trying to hold back tears. "It's okay, sweetie. I'm just so anxious- I don't know what your sister will think..."

"Every Jedi wants to know their family," he said. "Just think of what she'll say!"

"Exactly! What if she hates me for being such a hypocrite, always lecturing her and her Master about attachments before that rule was repealed?" she wrung her hands, flustered.

"We'll do fine, Mother," Codi answered, stepping forward and hugging her. Shaak wrapped her arms around him, burying her face in her son's shoulder.

"You remember your Togrutan, don't you?" she asked, pulling back with a sense of urgency. (I used Google Translate to translate from English to Bosnian. Now remember, Google Translate sucks.)

"Naravno, majko," he replied, causing her face to spread in a proud, tear-filled smile. Of course, mother.

A loud knock resounded through the chamber.

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Ahsoka looked at herself in the mirror one more time. Lekku arranged neatly, the chain of Padawan beads lying in between the left and the middle one. Clothes all straight, her face clean, her lightsabers in perfect symmetry.

She stepped outside of the fresher, patting her lekku again.

"You look perfectly fine," her Master, sitting at the table, reassured her. "Your family will be proud."

"I hope so," she said. "I hope my Togrutan won't fail me."

"It won't."

Ahsoka smiled at him nervously, beginning to wring her hands together. She wanted to say something to him, but now that it was time, her mouth was failing her.

"Anakin?"

"Yes?" he asked, looking at her curiously.

"I just wanted to- to say that- that, well, whatever happens, you're still one of the first people who ever really cared about me. And that won't ever be taken away from you, I promise."

Anakin grinned. "Ja tebe volim." I love you, too. His accent was forced and it sounded terrible, but the fact that he went to that much effort to try learning her native language made her run and hug him.

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She stood in front of the chamber door, trying not to hyperventilate. This was an important moment.

Breathe. Practice your Togrutan. "Ja sam Ahsoka Tano, tvoja kći." I'm Ahsoka Tano, your daughter.

"Drago mi je što je Vijeće Jedija pružena nam ovu priliku da se sretnu." I am glad the Jedi Council afforded us this opportunity to meet.

And then, when it ended... "Doviđenja. Volim te." Goodbye. I love you.

Ahsoka pushed open the door.

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The door swung open slowly, and Codi sucked in his breath.

Ahsoka stepped in, head-tails swinging gently, and her gaze landed immediately on them. "Master Ti?" she asked, confused. "Codi?"

"Zdravo, kćerka," their mother said. Hello, daughter.

"What? This makes no sense. How are you my mother? And how is Codi related to all of this?"

"Duga je to priča, sestro." It's a long story, sister.

"I- I-"

"Welcome to the family," he said, and hugged her.