Disclaimer: I don't still speak Scots Gaelic aside from a few words, so if my translations are wrong then blame Google Translate, not me. I also don't own any character that is not my own creation, obviously. Wish I did though. Could use the kind of money Star Wars rakes in.

Caibideil 2

"So you've discovered a sibling?" the holographic projection of Master Windu asked, surprised by the news.

"Yes Master," Ahsoka answered.

"And she's a local to the planet? Not recently marooned?" Obi-Wan continued.

A crash sounded from the other side of the house followed by what seemed like either a long string of curses or random gibberish. "Yes," Barriss replied, "Extremely."

"And she has absolutely no concept of the wider galaxy?" Adi Gallia inquired, almost not believing something so incredible.

"She didn't even know what a Togruta was." Ahsoka chimed, "She always thought she was some kind of fairy… demon… monster… baby… thing sent from heaven."

"From heaven?" Obi-Wan chuckled, "I take it she's humble too?"

"This is certainly an interesting turn of events," Master Ti remarked, "Have you found the source of the signal yet?"

"Yes masters," Barriss answered, "It was a Trandoshan escape pod. It looks like it had been sitting here for years. We suspect that's how Ahsoka's sister came to this planet."

"Forgive me for having a difficult time believing-" Master Mundi began as Gràinne barged into the conversation.

"Oi! What's that magic thing?"

"This." Ki Adi Mundi finished as Ahsoka's exact copy walked from and center to the projection wearing some type of thick plaid dress.

Poking the holographic projection repeatedly, seemingly not phasing the Jedi's blue projections, she muttered "Dè an seòrsa giùlain a tha a 'bhana-bhuidseachd seo a' cleachdadh?"

"Well, there's the evidence." Barriss responded with a smile. "We aren't entirely sure what to do with this new information."

"You said you ran tests?" Windu inquired.

" Yes Master," Ahsoka replied.

"See her midichlorian count, did you?" Yoda asked curiously.

"Yes Master... hers is 18,000."

"18,000? And yours is 15,000, correct?"

"Yes Master Kenobi."

"Bring her to the Temple, you must." Yoda stated.

Switching to rough Huttese to ensure that her sister didn't understand, "I'm not sure how I should go about that considering I'm not even sure that she can read." Ahsoka quipped, "Much less understand the concept of space flight. She'd have a heart attack the second we got off the ground."

"Ahsoka!" Barriss snapped, in Basic, "She's your sister! Don't you think she wants to know where she's from?"

"Aye," Gràinne answered, "I do want to know." She paused, lowering her hand from her childish poking of the hologram. "I want to know where I'm from and what I am. If I'm not a changeling, then what am I?"

Barriss smirked at Ahsoka. The latter replied, "And how do you expect to explain to your parents that you'll be leaving and possibly never coming back?"

"What'd ya mean 'ne'er comin' back?'" Gràinne demanded, "Ye came here didn't ye?"

Ahsoka moved to explain but Barriss simply put a hand on her shoulder and shook her head, "We can if you want to come back."

Gràinne smirked, "Of course I wan 'ne come back, can't just leave me bonnie betrothed, can I?"

"Your what huh?"

"Aye, Séamus. He's been courting me for two years now. Me cute little Irish sailor, he is," she giggled, playing with her lekku, "Me da only just allowed him tae propose."

The two physically present Jedi glanced at one another as Master Fisto remarked, "Well, good luck!" and the hologram deactivated.

"Speakin' o' which, he should be comin' by tamora." Gràinne giggled, "You can meet him then! I got a place in the barn set up for ye."

"The barn?" Ahsoka asked incredulously, earning another smack on the head from Barriss.

"We appreciate your hospitality, but it really isn't necessary. We have somewhere to sleep not too far from here."

"Yer not going out at this time o' night! Especially not as far as it is!"

"Alright then, um, thank you."

Gràinne led them to a loft in the barn above where the sheep were kept. "It's not much, but it's what we can do on short notice," she said, hopping down from the loft and patting a sheep on the head, "G'night Angus!"

"Baa," replied the sheep.

As she shut the barn door Ahsoka turned to Barriss, "Are we seriously bringing her back?"

"She is your sister! I don't understand why you are so against this!"

"She's probably never left her family farm before; do you realize what kind of shock Coruscant would be? Kriffing Coruscant?!"

"Coruscant is a shock to everyone who first shows up."

"Yeah, but 'everyone' usually has some concept of technology beyond fire and the wheel!"

"It could have just as easily been you."

"What are you talking about?"

"Plo Koon found you when you were an orphan, correct?"

"Yes. After a pirate raid."

"Clearly the only way your sister made it here was to have been snagged by those pirates, and they crashed here in that escape pod. They could have just as easily snatched you instead."

"And if they had, then-"

"Then don't you think, being the only Togruta on a planet full of humans, no idea what you are or where you're from, and the closest thing you have to explain your existence is that you're a fairy demon that fell from the sky?"

"I'm just worried that if we bring her to Coruscant she'd go insane. There's a reason the Republic doesn't usually set up shop on a random backwater still in the stone age! It's literally like trying to explain nuclear physics to a monkey."

"Your sister is smarter than a monkey!"

Gràinne reentered the house to find her mother and father sitting at the table, suddenly quieting as they looked at her. Working up the nerve to speak, she asked in Gaelic, "Mam? Da? Can I go?"

"Go where?" her mother asked, despite knowing the answer.

"My sister wants to take me back to where I come from. I'll be right back! I promise!"

"Absolutely not!" her father commanded, "You're not going anywhere!"

"Da! I might finally get answers. Answers the Priest and the Bishop can't give me!"

"I said no!"

"Argus," her mother pleaded, "Let the lass speak."

"I want to know where I'm from. Why I'm here. Why all the other children would call me a daemon at Mass, why their mothers would cross themselves and spit at me. Why the Bishop Brannigan wouldn't baptize me and we had to wait until he died for Bishop McDonald to do it. Why there had to be an entire Ecumenical Council just to determine if I could be a Christian." Gràinne began to choke up as tears welled in her eyes, "I love you father, I do. I love you both! But I have to know. I promise I'll be back, on my faith as a good Catholic!"

Scratching his beard, Argus sat in silence as his beloved baby girl was holding back her tears, tears brought on by almost 17 years of constant torture by her peers, of identity crises, of her only comforts being her parents and her prayers. He had overheard her prayers, every night she would plead with Mary, Michael, Peter, John, Nicholas, any saint who would listen, to convince G-d to make her a real person. A human, not a changeling. He had to admit that no matter what he did to protect her, she'd have to go off with her soon-to-be husband Séamus. He couldn't always be her shield to protect her from the world. "See what Séamus thinks when he comes tomorrow. If he agrees, then…" he sighed, "Fine."

"Thank you Da!" Gràinne exclaimed as she leaped into a hug with the burly man who had raised her, tears flowing freely now. "I promise I'll be back as soon as I can!"

"You've still got to wait on Séamus."

The night in the barn was filled with Ahsoka wheezing, coughing, and sneezing. Apparently, she was extremely allergic to sheep. No matter how she tossed or turned her nose refused to unblock, her lungs wouldn't seem to work right, and she could hardly breathe without hacking for twenty minutes afterwards.

Barriss tried to fall asleep but couldn't given that Ahsoka sounded like she was on her deathbed. "Ahsoka," she began. "It is three in the morning. I am about to throw you out that window if you can't get it together."

"I've never had allergies before!" Ahsoka defended, "I just-" she hacked again, and Barriss made good on her promise, picking up her friend and tossing her from the window. Normally she would have never done this, but she hadn't slept in almost three days at this point. Besides, it was only 3 meters, she'd be fine. Besides, it got her out of what was essentially her ninth Corellian Hell. Plus, it stopped raining. She flopped back onto the pile of hay that was her bed, which was being nibbled on by Angus, how and when that sheep managed to climb a ladder with his hooves, she had no idea, and passed out.

Ahsoka coughed, this time from having the wind knocked out of her and stood up, trying to brush the mud from her dress and still in a bit of shock from Barriss, of all people Barriss, literally defenestrating her. Something she would easily expect from Anakin would be to grab her and jokingly walk towards the window but Barriss? She must have been completely out of it. At least the moisture was helping to clear her sinuses, especially when she sat next to an aromatic little plant growing along the fence. She eventually fell asleep leaning against the fence breathing in the cool night air.