Lana turned to Corso when they'd reached Dantooine's orbit. "Thank you for maintaining comms silence," she said. "The longer we can keep Miriah out of Valkorian's sight, the better." Corso nodded, he'd understood the reasons. Since getting Miriah back, he was very easy to get along with. He gave the Sith the coordinates to the landing pad at the office, and she'd frowned.

"It's got the most advanced medbay. Besides, I figured you would need a safe place out of sight. The office here has a fully stocked and ready shelter underground, which is where the medbay is as well." Lana looked at him with surprise. "I'm not a monster. I know you took the action you did for a reason, even if I don't agree with it. You'll be safe there."

Lana felt the tension ease from her shoulders. It would be good to have a place to feel safe again, she thought. Corso stood and made his way to the medbay on the ship, to let Maura know they were entering Dantooine's atmosphere. Maura stood over her sister, who hadn't moved on her own since she'd been rescued, but had maintained her own breathing and heartbeat since those terrifying minutes two days prior. "Almost home," Corso said, and Maura smiled. "I bet Mags and Sarai already know we're here."

"I am so hoping that Mags can help," Maura said, wrapping Miriah once more before landing. "Maybe she can use their soul link to see if there's anything left of the sister we knew." Corso felt his spirits drop just a little, but took a deep breath and pushed the fear away.

"She's in there, I know it, Maura." He took Miriah's hand, which was warm now, and readied himself for landing.

Magdalane had felt the force jolt when the ship had left the hyperlane almost six hours ago, and was anxiously awaiting their landing at the office. She wasn't sure if it was her idea or one she'd gotten from those aboard, but she was certain that's where they would land. The part of Miriah that she'd felt was very small, but distinct, and Mags had rejoiced in it. She'd shared it with Sarai and Felix, but they'd waited to talk to Calypso until the ship was closer. The young girl had stared at them unbelieving, then burst into tears. All she could say was "Mom", over and over, and finally Sarai had used force to calm her. Mags had left for the office then, but she could feel that Calypso was regaining control and was anxious to see Miriah.

The small ship settled easily onto the landing pad and instantly the ramp slammed down. Devin came out first, followed by Maura and Aric. Aric raced ahead to open the office and stopped to hug Mags. "Corso is bringing her, and Lana is staying in the bunker," he told her as Maura embraced her sister. Mags nodded as they left, and her eyes turned to the ship. Corso appeared, and she saw that he carried a wrapped bundle, which had to be her other sister. Yes, she thought, she's still with us. Her smile rivaled the sun as Corso made his way to her.

"She's breathing on her own," Corso told her, as proud as a new parent. "She's going to make it, Mags. I'm sure of it." Magdalane smiled at him and walked with him to the office. The elevator took them into the sophisticated medbay, where Maura had the center bed set up with warm blankets. Lana was getting the monitoring equipment attached.

"We need to get some fluids into her," Maura said, setting up intravenous equipment. She worked, head down, until she felt Mag's calming force around her. She looked into her older sister's jade eyes, and the tears started. When they'd taken a few minutes to comfort each other, Maura stepped back. "We didn't have time to reanimate properly, the chamber was damaged and we just took her out all at once." At Magdalane's wide eyed horror, Maura blushed. "I know, it was risky. Kark, everything is when we're dealing with someone in carbonite for five years." She turned to look at the monitors. "But she's done all the things she should have, except regain consciousness." Magdalane waited until the fluids were flowing into Miriah to gently cover her with her force aura. Maura knew to shut her eyes, but Lana didn't, and her stunned expletive made Maura almost giggle.

Magdalane probed gently, fixing the bruises and bumps she could see. As she approached Miriah's still mind, she could feel the sliver of presence, that little bit of spark that made Miriah who she was. It wasn't much, but Mags sensed it, and tried to communicate. Mir, she thought, we're all here, all rooting for you. Just heal, and I'll be checking on you. Take your time, but come back. We've missed you.

Devin had just left the elevator when he saw the light, and added his own force. He heard what his aunt had said, and added his own thought. Mom, I love you. When the combined auras faded, he looked at Mags. "Sorry, I had to add that last part. It's been too long since I was able to tell her." Magdalane just hugged him, knowing full well that Miriah was just fine hearing it, if she could.

Corso joined them, his hands full. When he set the bundle down, he turned to the sisters. "I brought some warm, soft clothes for her. We had to cut off what she'd been wearing," he explained to Mags. Maura helped him dress Miriah, gently massaging her atrophied muscles. When they'd done, Corso turned to Devin. "I think Calypso can see her now, I just didn't want to shock her." Devin nodded and left to get his grandmother and sister, a spring in his step. Corso just pulled up the available chair. "Lana, the bunker is straight down the hall to the left, there's showers and refresher in between here and there. Let me know what you might need that's not in here." He grinned. "Miriah outfitted this all, so I expect there to be some chocolate somewhere, and I know she put good linens on the bunks." Lana smiled. Corso's happiness at having Miriah close overrode all the other emotions she could feel, and it made her happy as well. She took the bag she'd brought with her to the living area to get settled.

Mags took a seat next to Corso. "Cor, she's in there. It may take awhile for her brain to heal, but her mind is there." Corso looked at his sister in law with tears of joy in his eyes.

"I knew she would be, that she would fight," he whispered. Mags put her arm around his shoulders.

"It's been a long time since I've felt this peace from you, Corso. It's so good to have you back," she told him. They looked up when the rest of the family came out of the elevator. Calypso was hesitant, but when she saw Miriah's face, she pressed a kiss to her mother's cheek, unable to say anything around the huge smile on her own face. They all talked quietly until the monitors started to beep, and Maura shooed them out. Mags looked at the numbers. "All the stimulation overwhelms her," Mags confirmed. "Her body is doing well, but her brain is still recovering." Maura nodded and adjusted the vitamin enriched fluids that were hydrating Miriah. She bent to put some ointment on Miriah's dry, cracked lips, and saw that Corso had brought some lotion for her skin. Together, Maura and Mags attended to their sister, their touch gentle and soothing for them both. Corso still sat, Miriah's hand in his.

Later in the day, Logan and Elara came to visit. Logan rushed to his mother's side, his eyes bright. "Mom, this is my wife," he said. "I wish you'd been able to meet sooner, but it's so wonderful to have you back!" Logan stayed after Elara had left. "Dad, are you doing okay? Can I bring you something?"

Corso smiled at his youngest son. "Lo, I've got everything I need right here." He patted Miriah's hand gently.

"But you need to eat and rest," Lana said from behind them. "And not just sitting there in that chair. You have to take care of yourself, so that you can take care of Miriah." Logan had stood when Lana spoke.

"I still have no idea why you took my mother," Logan said, the anger in his voice clear. "And I'm not sure why you're still here." Corso explained the situation, and some of the rage left Logan's manner, but he was cautious. "If you try to hurt her again," he said, before Corso stopped him with a hand on his arm. Logan turned and walked out, but Lana was very clear where the young man stood.

"I suppose it's been a nightmare," Lana said finally. "I know that you've extended your hospitality to me, and I appreciate the chance to regroup, but if it causes discord with your family, I can move on."

"No," Corso said. "You're not safe out there, and if anyone can connect you with Miriah, neither is she. Have you heard anything about the facility?" Lana shook her head, and Corso sighed. "I'm not force sensitive, but even I can tell you need to stay here."

"I agree," Aric said, entering the medbay. He carried a box, which he put down on the back counter. "Brought hot food, and you will eat, Cor. C'mon, I'll sit right there if it makes you feel better." Corso stood and stretched, the smell of roast nerf making his stomach rumble. He and Lana ate silently, while Aric told them about the day.

"Calypso can't even sit still," he said, "and keeps saying how wonderful Miriah looks. Logan seems more cautious."

"He always is," Corso murmured around a mouthful of food.

"Sarai wants to come back tonight, so that you can get some rest," Aric told him, and didn't have to turn to see that Corso was shaking his head. "I know, you don't want to leave her, but Sarai thinks she can convince you." It was almost midnight, and they were all tired. Corso rubbed his eyes, feeling the grit there.

"I'm going to take a shower, and I'll be right back," he said, and Aric saw the look in his eyes.

"I'll be right here," he answered. "Take your time." Aric sat in the chair, and Lana packed up their dishes.

Sarai came in quietly, and when she approached her youngest, she kissed her forehead gently. She didn't need words, and was content just to touch the one she thought she'd lost forever. Aric stood and offered her the chair, and she took it with a grateful smile. Corso rejoined them and when he would have merely shook Aric's hand, the Cathar hugged him instead.

"One day at a time," Aric said. Corso nodded and went to sit beside Sarai.

Sarai knew Corso would have spent every second with his wife, and she could see the fatigue. The food had helped, she thought, and the shower, but she knew that if he didn't rest soon, he would be sick. She waited until the silence had made them both drowsy, and spoke quietly. "See those spiky waves, Cor? She's sleeping, resting. You need to as well. If it makes you feel more settled, I'll sit right here with her until you wake."

"I know you would, Mom. But I still need to touch her, to remind myself that this is real and not just another dream of her being back. I'm fine," he said.

"We need another solution," Sarai said, looking around the room.

When Lana returned to check the fluid infusion, what she saw made her heart warm. Corso had managed to pull a second exam bed close to Miriah's, and had found a pillow in the bunker. He was fast asleep, his hand holding Miriah's hand against his chest, over his own heart. Miriah is the center of this family, she though, and it made her feel even more guilt at having had to take her away. She decided to go up and take a quick look outside. When she did, her eyes filled with tears. On the grounds of the office, near the front door, were people. Maura and Aric, Magdalane and Felix, all the children- everyone was there, sitting around the small campfire or lying on field mats. Aric offered her a cup of caffa, and she sat with them, the air of contentment surrounding them. This, Lana thought, is what family should be, and she felt included.