Guests arrive and Jaal takes cover.

His mothers had lied to him, that was the only think Jaal could think as he sat on the roof of the house with his sniper rifle and a large amount of supplies. He had been told that 'Mood swings' in a race like the humans were not bad, they had to be easier than Angara who were much freer with their emotions. Jaal had lived through two of his sisters and cousins having children, and never had either of them shown such dangerous swings in their mental state.

"Jaal? What's up?" Scott's voice came from the comm device sitting in front of him, the team had docked at Kadara to resupply and investigate a new remnant ruin.

There was a large amount of noise in the back ground, and a closer look at the human's face showed markers of stress and concern. "Is everything all right? Has someone been injured?" Jaal asked and Scott glance beside him and Jaal knew at once who had been injured.

"Is Vetra all right?" Scott looked at him with a worried expression, Jaal's heart sank.

"We don't know if she is going to make it… We were in the ruin and found a chamber with more genetic testing equipment, the drones attack and stray shot from an assembler hit a tank of fluids." Scott seemed to take a breath to steady himself. "Vetra saw the tank crack and tackled me out of the way, but got covered in the fluid instead. It is doing something to her animo acids, we are stumped on this one."

Jaal finally figured out the sounds in the background, they were the sounds of someone fighting restraints and screaming in pain while muzzled, and it was the voice of Vetra. "Every sample they take before putting a sedative makes us unable to give it, her acids are so far over the map right now that anything we try is more likely to kill her." Scott sounded like he wanted to murder something and Jaal understood, the feeling of helplessness that came from watching your soulmate suffer.

"Vetra will pull through Scott, she is strong, and she has her soul with her." Scott smiled sadly, Jaal smiled back.

"Thanks Jaal, do me a favor and don't tell the others there, Sara has enough stress to deal with. I mean you're on the roof, I had though that would not be until month 2 not week 2." He smirked, Jaal sighed.

"She has taken to my mothers advice badly, turns out that human woman do not like being told how to care for themselves while pregnant. Peebee on the other hand is bonding quite well with them, Evfra has taken to being out of the house while Lexi is constantly taking notes. I have taken look out position to stop spies and avoid my heart's wrath when she is hungry." Jaal explained, Scott laughed weakly.

"Yeah Sara has a temper like a star, and super nova when hungry. I have to let you go Jaal Comm hours are almost up, and Sloane is being nice as it is to give this level of connection." Scott explained, Jaal said farewell and the transmission and Jaal realised that Scott looked like he was holding off scene.

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Vetra seemed to have quieted for the moment, the pressure on his robotic hand had lessened. Scott simply sat there running his thumb over the back of her hand, the doctors came scanned and took another sample before shaking their head and leaving again, still Scott did not move from his seat. The door opened to allow Cora in carrying a tray of food.

"Scott you need take care of yourself, your no good to anyone if your dead. Vetra is strong, but she needs her soulmate strong. Eat, shower, shave and get some sleep." Scott opened his mouth to tell her off when she stopped him.

"She is family to everyone on the tempest, we won't leave her alone. Three hours shifts with a half hour overlap, everyone is going to take turns watching her, if there is any change you will be dragged here as soon as it happens. Now go." Cora ordered pushing the tray into his hands and forcing him out the door.

"Really Vetra you are a lucky girl, having a soulmate who is a dedicated to you as he is." Cora said, the door opened, and Reyes came in.

"She has a point Nyx, I mean how did we get so lucky?" Reyes remarked coming to sit beside Cora, who gently punched his shoulder blushing.