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"Pop!. Where are you!". He didn't need the answer in the end. He saw his fathers mangled body before anyone else. He rushed over toward it and knelt by his father, grabbing his hand for comfort and wiping the blood, mud and sweat off his fathers forehead with his sleeve. "Medic!". Reign looked his father up and down, there was something missing. There was a space below the left knee that shouldn't be there. "MEDIC!". He screamed. He started sobbing, he couldn't help it, it just came out. "Dad, now don't worry, everything's going to be alright." Reign looked over his shoulder, "MEDIC". Lieutenant Jonathon Reid looked up at his son.

"That's enough Sergeant, you will dry your eyes and get back to my unit and take charge, you hear?!", He said shakily, but still full of authority.

"Shut the hell up, Pop!." Reign Stood up, stooped over and hooked his arms under his fathers body. He summoned all of his strength and hoisted the injured Lieutenant up. Looking around he noticed a medical drop ship about one hundred and fifty yards away. Before Reign knew what he was doing, he was running towards the ship, dodging mortar holes, barbed wire and bullets.

He reached the ship and ran up the ramp into the hold, there were beds everywhere and medics running around treating injured soldiers and civilians. The sight had stunned him, he despised death, and hospitals are the epitome of it all. He had only realised after a minute that a medic was right in front of him staring him in he eyes.

"Quick sergeant, put the lieutenant on the bed. We cant treat him like that. Now, gorram it!". Reign did as he was told, and stood back and let the medics do their work.

"Please save him. Please. Please….". Reigns eyes where going dark, he was suddenly aware of pain in his shoulder. He looked down, there was blood, quite a lot of blood. "Damn." Crash! And he was on the floor.

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"Wake up Browncoat." Jonathon Reid Waited a few seconds then laughed. "I said wake up Reign!".

"Wha…. I'm awake." Reign turned his head and noticed his father sitting up in his bed. "Where am I?"

"You're in hospital son, They brought you in here after you got shot saving my gorram ass." Jonathon hung his head, resting his chin on his chest. This was very rare for Reign, he didn't see his father very weak or admit defeat. In fact now and when Reign saved his father's life are the only times he can remember.

"I owe you my life son, I cant ever live that down." Jonathon started crying. Reign lifted himself out of bed. He was wearing paper trousers and bandage that covered his left shoulder and chest. He hurried over the gap between there beds and put his arms around his father.

"Now Son, I want to repay you."

"Don't even think it Pops". They were looking at each other now. Reign sat on his fathers bed, on the gap where his leg would be.

"I need to Reign, it would make me feel better. Please don't refuse." He said softly. "Your mother's been, and both your sisters. I asked your mother to bring something with her." Jonathon reached over to his bedside cabinet and opened the door. He pulled out a polished brown box, with a lid. Reign knew of this box, this was the box he was never allowed to touch, he saw it only once, he knew what was inside them.

"Pop, no. These are your life."

"No there not, my life is four beautiful children and a beautiful wife who gave me those children. And saying that bringing up triplets aint a ray sunshine, but I wouldn't change it for the 'verse. So it was a mighty relief when we found out we were just having the one again." They both laughed.

"That's Gem for ya', always one for being on his own. You said he hadn't been?".

"No, your mother thought it best he didn't come. Bit too much to see his big brother and his Pop in hospital. She left him with Shepherd Book while they're here."

"They're still here?". Reign said quickly. Jonathon nodded his head, and suddenly his day didn't feel so bad. Reign realised how they got on the topic, and noticed again the mahogany box on his fathers lap. He pulled it slowly and gently toward him. His father didn't try to stop him. He looked at the latch, this latch was the object of his dreams when he was a child. He opened the lid and inside where the most beautiful handguns in the whole universe. They had shiny barrels and beautiful carved ivory handles. Above the guns where sixteen silver bullets. Reign knew what was in the box anyway, but that didn't stop him being surprised. Reign looked at his father, "Thank-you, Pop".

"Now, there are some rules. You must use these guns. I would be insulted if you didn't. But you can't fire them bullets, they'll just disintegrate, ya hear me?"

"Yes Pop". Reign closed the box, got up and placed the box on his bedside table. He turned around just in time to see the ward doors thrown open by two women who looked identical. They ran to Reign and threw their arms around him. Both were crying. The looked almost exactly the same as Reign, apart from the hair and the build. Both had very long, brown hair. The same shade as Reign's. "Hey sis', where are the sprats?"

"Geordi Harvey's on Whitefall with Rich." said Katherine.

"Kendall's with Book at home, with "Uncle Gem"". They all laughed at the in-joke.

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It's been a few months since Reign took the bullet. He was now on Persephone, an alliance run planet and an easy place to find a job. Especially for a pilot with nothing better to do.

Reign was walking through the space port, looking for a ship that took his fancy. A man bumped into him, pushing his shoulder. Reign grabbed the mans arm an spun him around so he was facing him, while he was doing this his gun was un- holstered, cocked and trained on the thief's forehead.

"Okay! I don't want trouble you can have it back." And he handed back Reigns Wallet, which was previously inside his long coat pocket. Reign let the man go and started walking in the same direction again, admiring the watch he just took of the thief's wrist. Out of the corner of his eye he saw a ship, he doesn't recognise the class but the name is "Vermilion". And standing in front of the ship is the most beautiful woman he's ever seen. Tall, slim, Brunette. Ticks all of Reign's boxes.