Corso lay in the shade, he kept an eye on his boys, who were playing in an old troth he had fixed and filled with water, squeals of laughter filled the warm summer day as Aaron and Cohen splashed each other. Small bare bums jiggled as they ran from each other, the two little boys naked as they day they were born. Corso smiled, he remembered playing with his sister on the ranch he grew on much the same way. He looked to the sky again, he had been doing that a lot, Ainsley had been gone for the better part of a month, both boys asked about her daily, and Corso was running out of things to tell them. She hadn't checked in for almost two weeks. He had called Port Nowhere, but Risha and Guss hadn't heard from her either. He had a sick feeling in his stomach, that she was hurt, a nagging voice told him she cut and ran.

His thoughts were interrupted by a soaking wet toddler who had decided daddy was too dry. Cohen dumped a bucket of water on Corso.

"Hey buddy!" Corso grabbed him up and dunked him into the water, and the little boy laughed and laughed. How could she not want this?

He looked at his two year old, he was a clone of his mother, eyes as blue as the sky and a shock of blonde hair. He had her smile too, big and open, and full of mischief. Aaron was only four but was big for his age, and he was dark like his dad, brown hair and brown eyes, all rough and tumble, but had quiet thoughtful moments. He was a sensitive boy, and missed cuddling with his mom. Aaron had stopped the chase and was looking wide eyed at the sky.

"It's mommy! Mommy is home! Look daddy look! The ship!" Cohen followed his brothers finger and spotted the Weather Light and squirmed out of Corso's arms. Before he could slap some clothes on the boys they bolted full tilt towards the landing pad, Cohen trying his very best to keep up with his big brother. Corso felt a wave of relief, and felt himself jogging to, longing to see her face, hold and kiss his wife. His heart was beating out of his chest her was so happy.

Ainsley spotted her two naked boys through the window, Akaavi laughed, Mitka cooed feeling the excitement in the air. Ainsley gave Mitka to her friend to hold, anticipating the tackle her boys would give her. Sure enough as soon as she stepped off the gangplank, she was jumped by two wet little boys, she was knocked on her ass, showered with hugs and kisses. Cohen babbled in his broken two year old basic, telling her about the new Ronto calves, and the pool daddy had made them, Aaron was quiet, face buried in her neck. She turned her attention to her big, strong, quiet oldest son, he was crying, so overwhelmed with emotion.

"Aaron, sweetheart, don't cry." She cooed to him holding him tight.

"You were gone for a long time mommy, I missed you, don't go away so long again." He furiously wiped his tears away with the back of his hand.

"I missed you to baby, I missed all of you." She saw Corso, waiting for his boys to get their fill. She met her husbands gaze, his eyes were shining with unshed tears, Aaron was so much like him.

She stood up and went to him. He wrapped her up in a bear hug, his hands burying themselves in her hair. Without thinking his lips kissed her neck, her face, and cheeks, until they found her lips, and he drank her in, never wanting to let go. Ainsley's heart beat faster in her chest, and she returned his kiss, her own passion overtaking her. Aaron made a face and turned away, Cohen giggled at the display of affection and wrapped his little arms around each one of their legs, hugging them both. Reluctantly she pulled away from his embrace.

"There's someone I want you boys to meet." She waved Akaavi down, and both boys then ran to her, intending to bowl her over and shower her with the same exuberant welcome they had just given their mother. They stopped when they saw she was carrying something. She was holding the little bundle with care, so they let her pass, they were curious. Akaavi handed the baby over to her friend, and gave the boys a knowing smile, then caught Cohen up in her arms, so he could see.

"Who is this?" Corso murmured as he stepped in closer, he spied the little red newborn, and his eyes lit up. Aaron was on his tippy toes, and Corso held him up so he could see.

"This is Mitka." Ainsley replied, pride and love in her eyes.

The small group made their way to the house, as Ainsley told Corso how she came to have the small sith Pureblood baby. Corso held her, offering his finger to the baby girl. Akaavi chased the boys to their room to get them dressed. Once alone, Corso considered his wife.

"Never figured you to be one to bring home strays, babe." He teased her, kissing Mitka's chubby cheeks.

"Ha! What are you talking about, how do you think I got my crew? You were all strays needing a home, just like this little girl." She put her arm around Corso, offering a smile to the baby.

Corso chuckled, "I guess you're right."

"I'm always right!"

"We're keeping her then? Thought you said you didn't want anymore?"

"I changed my mind, how could I say no to her? She needs us Corso, she'll have a hard go of it, because of how she looks, she needs the kind of love we can give her."Ainsley held her breath, knowing he would agree, but still anxious. Aaron and Cohen came bounding down the stairs, now fully clothed.

"Boys, come over here and meet your new little sister" Corso called out, and Ainsley kissed his cheek and smiled, her family was truly complete now. Aaron was excited at the prospect of another sibling, Cohen was a little more cautious, he was the baby after all, unsure if he wanted to give up his place in the family.

"What baby name?" The two year old asked.

"Her name is Mitka Quinn Riggs." Ainsley declared, Corso nodded his approval.

"I like her, she's cute, and red is my favorite colour!" Aaron said, rubbing noses with his new baby sister.

Cohen took his turn to meet her, still unsure, she reached her hands up to him, and he offered her his fingers, when she wrapped her tiny fingers around his own, he smiled, big, Mitka returned the smile, her first true smile.

"I like her too, she can stay." Cohen decided.