(Ziva's P.O.V)

I lead everyone to the house, Satine stuck closely by my side and Korkie was looking around in wonder, and Calypso was starting to shift around in my arms, more then likely trying to get comfortable.

"This place is beautiful" Korkie whispered as his eyes scanned over the grass field, and forest surrounding it, I nodded in agreement. When we walked up to the porch, Korkie took Calypso from me so I could open the door and get everyone situated, The house hadn't changed much from how I remember it was like as a child, the wooden walls where light from years of just sitting in the sun, the floor was wood or carpet depending on the room, the house stunk of pine sap, even though there was a oak tree forest around it.

"This is very homey...I just might need some time to get used to it" Satine said as she started wandering around, obviously she had not been in a small living quarter for a long while.

"Take as long as you need, no one's rushing you" I stated as I ushered Korkie towards one of the bedrooms so he could put Calypso down and left, Calypso was almost fine, she had a small fever but that was it.

I walked into the kitchen area and started rummaging around for a cloth, after finding one I filled a bowl with cold water, after I walked back into the room and sat down on the bed next to Calypsos head, I started to dab her forhead with the cold cloth.

"Is she alright?" I looked over as Satine who sat down in front of me by Calypso's legs, and watched the girls face.

"Fine, a fever, but she's fine otherwise" I said as I re-dipped the cloth in the bowl,

"Where's Korkie?" I asked, she looked back up at me,

"He's doing a perimeter check to see if we were somehow followed" I nodded and let the cloth fall into the bowl,

"Satine, are you alright?" She looked away from me,

"Do you want an honest answer or one that would make you feel better?" She asked not turning any attention to me,

"The honest answser,"

(Satine's P.O.V)

"The honest answer" I gulped, I didn't look at her as I started to respond,

"It...it hurts, that everything I worked so hard for Mandalore to achieve had just...just been thrown away like it...like it didn't matter" tears started to blur my vision, and I couldn't hold them back,

"Hey, it's their fault not yours, so don't blame yourself" she took my face in her hands and gently turned my head back to her,

"Ziva-" she cut me off,

"No, you know deep down that it's not your fault, you just won't admit it" she was right, but they were my people, and it was my responsibility to keep them in cheak, but I didnt, I failed them, what would Obi-Wan tell me to do? I paused, that was the first time I had thought of Obi-Wan since Ziva told me he went into hiding. Whether that was something to be proud of or not I'm not quite sure,

"Satine?" I shook my head and turned my attention back to the brunette in front of me, we we're so close I could kiss her if I wanted to, as if on instinct I started to lean in, she did the same, just before our lips met Calypso moaned, causing us to jump back,

"Mama?" The young girl asked as her big blue eyes opening for the first time, in a long time, because of her own free will, not her master's will. I looked over at Ziva who looked conflicted on how to handle the situation,

"Calypso?" I asked gently putting my hand on hers,

"Mama?" She looked between Ziva and I confused,

"Honey why don't you wait here we will be back in a minute" Calypso nodded weakly, I let go of her hand and pulled Ziva out of the room with me.

"What do we do with her?"

(Ziva's P.O.V)

"What do we do with her?" I asked observing how Satine glanced back into the room and then back at me,

"Maybe we could-" my jaw literally dropped,

"Are you suggesting that we raise her?" I asked my voice louder then I wanted it to be, but she had to be kidding right? I wasn't aloud to do such things, unless the child was my Padawan.

"Well what other choice do we have?" Satine barked, her fist clenched,

"I don't know!" I wispered harshly causing her to flinch,

"We're clear" Korkies voice echoed through the house,

"Let me sleep on it" I said brushing pasted Satine.