11:00 hours

The land had remained untouched until recently when various important looking officials had started visiting. This morning a Federation shuttle was in a large clearing. From a distance an observer would think two of the occupants were trying to kill each other, while the other watched.

Bajoran General, and Star Fleet Captain Torbin Varel and his wife Bajoran Major Neoma "Jazz" Saxona were doing their morning sparing workout. Their companion, Lt. Commander Tane Whati, Torbin's bodyguard, was watching them. As an ambassorial liaison between Star Fleet and the Bajoran government he had to have a bodyguard. However anyone who knew Torbin Varel would have known he didn't need a bodyguard. Jazz had unofficially been Torbin's personal assistant on his ship for almost a year before their son Neoma Torbin was born. When he took the liaison job he got to pick who he wanted, and chose his wife. She now divided her time between their son and Torbin himself, thus he needed someone to assist him with his work. At least Tane was a guy who Torbin easily got along with.

As the couple battled you could see that Torbin and Jazz's were well matched but Torbin relied slightly more on his strength, while Jazz relied more on her dexterity. Tane was about to comment on their fight when the shuttle's COM beeped. The message they had been waiting for had arrived. Tane whistled their code to stop. He knew better than to get between the two of them when they were full at it. "Hey Captain, your company are on their way." He tossed Torbin two bottles of water.

"Thanks," Torbin nodded to him, and handed Jazz hers.

"I hope this doesn't take too long. I was hoping to spend the day as a family before heading to the reception tonight."

Within moments a Bajoran official appeared before them. "Ah good, General Torbin it is good to see you again sir."

"I hope you have brought the paperwork."

"You just have to sign, and this land is yours." The man offered Torbin and Jazz a pad. "I didn't think we would ever sell this land. There are few people who would want to buy 500 Tessiplate of land and not want to destroy it."

"We will have a construction group start building the house tomorrow but they are under orders not to damage the land anymore than they have to." Torbin handed the pad to Jazz to sign.

"After being on so many ships and stations it will be nice to have a place to call home." Jazz smiled as she finished signing.

"Now that the legal stuff is taken care of I believe this is yours." He handed Torbin another pad with the deed, "And I believe that you could use this." He pulled a bottle of champagne from his bag, and four champagne flutes.

They all laughed. "I'm sure we could put that to use. "

They were about to take a drink when the shuttle's COM beeped. "I'll get it boss." Tane went into the shuttle, shortly he stuck his head back out, "Boss, you need to take this." . He didn't look happy.

"I'm off duty Tane tell them to find someone else." He took a drink of the champagne, making a face while doing so. "I prefer something much stronger."

"Boss it is urgent and they won't take no for an answer."

Torbin cursed, and handed his drink to Jazz, "Sorry, be right back." As he glared at Tane as he switched places with him.

"Boss I wouldn't make you take it if I didn't think it was important." He shrugged and went out to talk to Jazz.

"… So I told the guy that yes the house did have a breathtaking view but not what he was looking for. He didn't believe me until I showed him the master bedroom over looked the sewage plant." The realtor laughed. "I know we can gloss over a few things but we do want our clients happy."

"You weren't lying about this place. It is beautiful." Jazz indicated the clearing around them.

"Finally going to settle down to a peaceful life Jazz? Be a nice sweet stay at home mom, and not do anything interesting what so ever?" Tane teased.

"After being married to Torbin, I don't think I could ever have a peaceful life. As for being sweet and nice? Hardly." She grinned. "What is the fun in that?"

Tane was about to comment when he heard Torbin cursing when he came out of the shuttle.

"I think that is my cue to leave. I will leave you all to your work." The realtor quickly left the trio to their devises.

"Problem Torbin?" Jazz already knew the answer but worth asking.

"It seems Lt. Naal managed to bugger up the negotiations with the klingons."

"Ouch!" Tane cringed. "I thought it was an open and shut case? "

"Not so much anymore thanks to Naal." Torbin growled.

"How long do you think it will take? " Jazz started packing their things up.

"I have to get there and sort it all out. Hopefully not long but I don't think I will be back in time for the reception tonight. "

"That's what you get for being so good at your job Torbin." Jazz teased. "However someone does need to be at that reception. Star Fleet needs the information we would collect from the bajoran merchants there. Too bad you don't have a personal assistant to go for you?"

"I can't as I have to go with Torbin to the talks." Tane grinned.

Jazz rolled her eyes, "There are times when I don't like my job. I would have preferred your company Torbin., but fine, I'll go. Just tell me in which persona do you want me. Star Fleet captain's wife? Bajoran major? Junior Assistant to the Bajoran Liaison to Star Fleet? Or new land owner?" Jazz sighed.

Torbin grinned, "Captain's wife and Bajoran major, but just make sure you have a little fun. " He wrapped an arm around her shoulders as they headed back to the shuttle.

"So where to boss?" Tane took the co-pilots chair.

"Back to my parents home, they want me there ASAP, and they will get me as soon as I plan to get there."

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