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Chapter 15

(Tristakine) Ahsoka POV

Ahsoka was watching the Walkraf's farm for the next week while they were off world. They lived just down the street from her house and it was a fairly simple job. She would wake up an hour earlier than normal, go over to their house, feed the animals, and then go back to her normal schedule.

The only hesitant part of the whole thing was that Mr. and Mrs. Walkraf had a lot of animals. When they first walked her through how to take care of them she counted 5 horses, 3 cows, 10 sheep, 6 pigs, and about 20 chickens. It was a lot. Even before her mother's death when her family had more animals than they do now, they never had that many.

Still the 13 year old girl wasn't going to turn down the offer. They were paying her to watch the house. And she needed the money.

She woke up before sunrise every morning and went over to the Walkraf's farm. She tended to the animals there and then went back to her own house. There she milked the cow and collected the cow and then went inside to make breakfast.

"Good morning Ahsoka." Chance yawned as he entered the kitchen.

Ahsoka mixed the eggs in the skillet she was holding and smiled over her shoulder. "How're you up so early?"

Chance smiled. "I could smell breakfast from my dreams."

Ahsoka went over to him and poured the eggs onto his plate. They were scrambled, just the way her little brother liked them. Chance looked up to his sister, "What're you doing today?"

"I'm going to go into town; there are a few hovercrafts down there that they want me to fix. Is there anything you want me to pick up while I'm down there?"

"I'm good, just be careful, there's supposed to be a big storm today," he warned.


Chance came home around 3:00 when school was cancelled because of the storm. Ahsoka had already been to town, fixed the hovercrafts, collected her money, and arrived home.

Since both the siblings had the day off they planned to sit around and play board games like the good old times. They hadn't done that in a long time. Not since their mother was alive.

Around the time when the sun would normally be going down Ahsoka looked out the window to see the hurricane forming outside. Then she remembered the Walkraf's farm. The animals were probably going berserk in the weather.

She jumped out of her seat, grabbed her coat, and threw an 'I'll be right back' over her shoulder to Chance. Ahsoka was worried about the animals, what if one of them got hurt? What if one of them escaped? She'd never be able to look the Walkraf's in the eye again knowing she was responsible for the loss of one of their animals.

They young girl threw open the back door and ran out into the storm.

It was one of the worst storms Ahsoka had ever seen. As she ran down the street she could see the trees moving in the rough winds. She also saw a few that had already fallen over. The rain had already drenched the streets. There were puddles ever other step that Ahsoka took. She kept running though, despite her soaked boots.

When she arrived at the Walkraf's house she saw that a majority of the animals were huddled under a covered area near the barn. That covered area wasn't very big though, so about half of the animals were just out in the cold getting rained on.

Ahsoka hurried over and rushed the animals into the barn. It was mas havoc at first, but in good time she got all of the animals into their pens. Everything was all right.

Then she counted them.

One horse was missing. Ahsoka couldn't believe it. She ran into the one pen that was empty in disbelief that the horse wasn't in there.

She was freaking out. Going out into the storm to look for the horse was dangerous. She couldn't do that. But she couldn't leave the horse out in the rain.

Her thoughts were interrupted by a loud series of thunder. Through the loud booming a new noise appeared inside the barn. It was the sound of galloping. Ahsoka looked in distrust as the missing horse ran into the barn. It was soaked from the rain and spooked from the thunder. It was also running right at her.

She tried to get out of its pen, but was pushed back in by the horse's weight. Reality blurred as little Ahsoka was pushed around by the strength of the thousand pound horse. The only clear thing to her was the jabbing pain in her abdomen.

Somehow she made her way out of the pen and locked it. Everything would have been alright then; if she wasn't sure she'd broken a rib. The pain caused tears to form in her eyes and the storm was getting even wilder than before.

Ahsoka clutched her stomach in pain as she made her way out of the barn. She'd never had a broken rib before but she'd read a few books and was sure that this is what if felt like. She closed the doors and latched them so the animals could be safe for the night and started to walk (more like limp) back to her house.

Her feet had made it fifty yards away when she looked back to see the doors had opened themselves again. Tears fell down Ahsoka's face as she thought about having to go back and close them again. The pain was sure to take her into unconsciousness any minute. The possibility of her not making it home was clear to her if she went back and closed the doors again.

In a daze, she held out her hand to the door. She reached to it, as if willing it to close on its own. Her eyes struggled to stay open through the pain. The hurt was so immense. It was like her father had hit her a thousand times over again on the same spot.

Then something happened. The flailing doors closed and didn't open again. Ahsoka was sure that they would start battering from open to close once again, but they didn't. They stayed closed.

Ahsoka lowered her arm and frowned in disbelief. But it was good enough for her because she could've sworn she saw the latch once again over the door. That couldn't have happened on accident.

Only the next day when she went back did she see that the latch was in fact on the door. She wrote it off as simply a miracle, not even thinking that maybe it could be more.


Ahsoka only knew one place she could go with a broken rib. She couldn't afford a doctor and going home wouldn't do any good. The only place she thought to go was Ms. Mauline's.

Ms. Mauline knew Ahsoka ever since the day she was born. She was her mother's best friend before she died, and still stayed with the Tano family even after the tragedy. She also knew about Kiytam and how he treated his daughter. Ahsoka had to beg for days on end for Ms. Mauline not to tell anyone. She didn't want to lose Chance if their father got arrested and the officials decided to separate the siblings. Finally the woman agreed to keep the secret.

The Mauline's residence was just next door to Ahsoka's house. She lived with her daughter Primara. Her husband, Mr. Mauline, passed away only a year or so before Ahsoka's mother did, leaving the woman and her daughter to fend for themselves in the hard world. Mr. Mauline was a traveling merchant who collected and sold whatever he could find of any value off world. He wasn't home much, but they still grieved like any person would.

Ahsoka had it in her mind that the two of them were pretty well of from his fortune and Ms. Mauline even offered a few times to lend her family money. Ahsoka knew though that they weren't that wealthy and she could never accept money from Ms. Mauline. She cared about the woman too much. And she did enough for her and Chance as is.

Still as she stood out on their porch in the rain, knocking on the front door, she felt miserable.

The door opened to show a woman who looked to be in her mid 40's. She wasn't young but still looked beautiful. Her face glowed and was full of hope, except it fell when she saw Ahsoka.

"Sweetheart," her voice was strangled and she placed her hand over her heart. "Come in. Come in." She shooed Ahsoka into the house.

Ahsoka rambled inside and fell onto the couch. She let out a groan of pain when her body collided with the sofa in a way that pained her rib.

Ahsoka could vaguely see Primara in front of her with a smoked look on her face. Ahsoka's vision was fuzzy and she was losing consciousness. "Primara get the alcohol and bandages!" Ms. Maudie ordered her daughter. The last thing Ahsoka saw was the young girl running off down the hall to get the materials. Then everything went black.


She woke up to the smell of bacon and Primara standing over her. Ahsoka let out a groan and tried to turn over on the sofa. She was immediately stopped by the pain in her abdomen. 'Oh right, that happened,' Ahsoka remembered.

"Mom, she's awake!" Primara yelled into the kitchen.

From the corner of her eye Ahsoka could see Ms. Mauline enter the living room and give her daughter a stern look. "I'm sure the last thing wants right now is you screaming in her ear Primara." She directed her attention to the girl sprawled out on the sofa. "And good morning dear, are you up for some well over due explanations?"

Ahsoka tried to joke, "Only if there's bacon involved."

"I will be right back." She smiled and disappeared into the kitchen.

"Sorry I yelled," Primara apologized.

Ahsoka grinned up to the small girl. "It's alright Mara. I could never be mad at you."

The young girl blushed at her comment. Ahsoka adjusted herself on the sofa to make a small spot for the girl, which she gladly too.

"Chance is here."

Ahsoka's eyes widened. At first she wondered why he wasn't at school but remembered it was Saturday. She secretly wished he was at school. Ahsoka didn't want her brother to see her like this.

She couldn't do anything about it though. A minute later Chance and Ms. Mauline came out of the kitchen and the group sat in the living room to hear Ahsoka's story. She told them everything starting from when she left Chance to go take care of the Walkraf's farm. When the story was more or less over Primara and Chance (who were around the same age by the way) went to go get some painkillers from town. That left just Ms. Mauline and Ahsoka.

"It was crazy." Ahsoka still wasn't able to move much. Her position hadn't moved on the sofa since she first fell on it last night.

Ms. Mauline was now in the kitchen doing the dishes. "I bet it was, the storm only got worse from there."

Ahsoka was surprised Ms. Mauline had heard her. She wasn't directly talking to anyone, it was more so meant for herself. "Oh no, not that. Well, yes that too. It's just-something else happened, something really weird."

The woman popped out into the doorway, still scrubbing the dish that was in her hand. Her attention seemed to be on a spot on the dish when she spoke. "What's that sweetheart?"

Ahsoka shook her head. It really was crazy, but it was nothing. She didn't know why she was even thinking about it this much. Still she told Ms. Mauline, "It's nothing but… last night I was already pretty far away from the barn with everything taken care of and the doors flew open again. I was in pain and didn't want to go back just to close them again so I just kind of, you know held out my arm and wished they would close. And they did. They didn't flail anymore. I could've sworn I saw the latch closed over them too."

Ms. Mauline had stopped washing the dish and had her complete attention on Ahsoka.

"It's stupid, probably just the storm."

Ms. Mauline still looked completely on edge. Her eyes were wide and her mouth was gaping. "Yeah…probably just the storm."

The woman had a strange cautious vibe for the rest of the day.


A/N- Thanks to everyone who reads this and is following it. I'm sorry I didn't update yesterday, blame my homework and that Supernatural marathon I was having. Speaking of Supernatural, that starts again tonight. SEASON 10! I'm still 5 episodes behind so sadly I will not be seeing tonight. I am caught up on Gotham and TVD though so point one for me. -Saraphine.