Lana was quiet as they made their way home from the med center. Caly met them at the door, as she'd been with Tali. "She's asleep, but she felt that you were going to be okay," Caly told them, and Nico thanked her. She left with a wave and Nico led his wife to their bed, wanting to simply hold her and share their feelings of good fortune. Lana had just gotten comfortable when her tummy voiced it's need for sustenance. Nico laughed and went to find some light fare for her, and she lay there, cocooned in her joy. She couldn't believe her fortune, and when Nico returned, she nibbled the cheese and thin crackers as they talked of the future, both unable to keep the smiles from their faces.

Miriah woke feeling much better than she had, but she curious to know about the power grid sabotage, and to that end, ate everything that Corso put in front of her for breakfast. She was brushing her teeth when the message came across her datapad. I would like to question our suspect, Arcann wrote. I know Devin wants to do it, but if he is linked to Malgus, I'd rather there not be any residual force for him to track. Hmm, Miriah thought. That might not be a bad idea, even though Devin is fully capable of handling the force part, Malgus doesn't need to know how powerful a weapon we have here. She quickly messaged him back. I'll let Devin know, you can proceed. She sent the message to Devin, and hoped he'd be okay with the change.

Devin saw the message as it came through and wondered if his mom somehow knew the chaos that was currently taking place at his house. Mia was crying, Merida was shrieking, and Declan was singing at the top of his voice. What has happened, he wondered, taking Merida in his arms, who immediately quieted. "Mia, what's happening?" he asked, as Mia buried her face in his chest. Merida reached her hand down to pat her mother's head. "Everyone was fine when I went to get breakfast."

"I don't know, Merida started to bawl and her emotions hit me as well. She was just hungry, I guess, but you know how strong in the force she is," Mia explained, and Devin drew her face up to kiss her. "Poor Declan, I guess he just wanted to join in." They looked over at their son, who continued to sing about an itsy, bitsy acklay. He turned to look at them, and just grinned.

Devin laughed out loud. "That's my dad, right there. That smile. I swear, he reminds me of Dad all the time." Mia laughed with him, and Declan ran over to where they stood. Mia picked him up and when both children had food in front of them, Mia took Devin's hand.

"I'm so glad that you came in when you did," she said softly. "I will try to communicate in the force with Merida more often, so that she understands the effect she has on everyone."

"We'll need to start training with her as soon as she's talking more," Devin agreed. His daughter was unique, he reminded himself of that every day. She turned her face to him now, and he could see the force shining around her. He heard her say that she was full, all in the force, and sighed. She needed more one on one, and he vowed again to shift some of his classes to other instructors, to make time with her every day.

Solasta paced in her office. She had also gotten the message that Arcann would interrogate their prisoner, but she was determined to be present. I've earned that right, she told herself, rubbing her once injured leg. She'd been sore when she woke this morning, but savored the reminder of using her instincts to track down the Rodian. She snorted a laugh when she remembered him trying to climb a tree, and finally sat to sip her caf. It would be a couple of hours before Arcann arrived, and that was just fine with her. She pulled her datapad to her and realized she had really enjoyed being out of the office. I must make time to do more things in the field, she vowed, and with a slight nod, returned to her usual duties.

Lana woke to Nico's kisses and remembered their news. "Good morning," she murmured, and saw Nico grin.

"I've got Tali all settled, what can I get for you?" he asked, and saw her pale. "You need something, love. Even if you don't want it, the baby does."

Lana nodded. "Just some very cold juice, then. If that stays put, we'll try something else." Nico bounded from the bed, and just the motion made her queasy, but she smiled and ran her hand gently over her middle. I'll endure anything to experience this, she told herself. When she took small sips of the juice, she felt her energy pick up and the nausea fade, and took a bite of the pastry that he'd brought with him.

Nico watched her carefully. The droid he'd spoken with emphasized what a high risk this pregnancy would be, and he wanted to do his part to help. He saw Lana take a bite of the warm pastry, filled with muja fruit jam, and then another. Good, he thought. To her, he said, "Tali wants to see you, do you feel up for that?"

"Of course," she said, and told Tali to join them with the force. Her daughter ran into the room and hopped onto the bed, careful not to land on them, and scooted to hug her mother.

"I so wanted a baby brother," she said, her head on Lana's shoulder. Her comment made them laugh, but then Nico turned thoughtful.

"You can tell it's a baby boy?" he asked quietly. Tali nodded, and Nico shared a smile with Lana.

Miriah returned to the family room, where Corso waited. Instead of pulling him up to head to the office, she sat close to him, her head on his shoulder. "I don't want to do anything today," she whispered. "Maybe we can just stay right here."

Corso pulled her onto his lap and tilted her head up to kiss her. "I have no issue with that," he said. He shifted to lay them down and she surrendered to his kisses. "Mir, you are so beautiful," he said softly, unfastening the tunic she still wore.

"Sugar, you make my blood sing every day," she replied, her eyes closed and her voice in that husky, low tone that never failed to set him on fire for her. His shirt was gone and she was mostly undressed, their hands roaming over each other, when they heard someone come into the apartment.

"Aric," Corso sighed, and sat up. "Let me go head him off, you stay right there."

"Anything you want, sugar," she said, and he hurried out to where he knew Aric was, the kitchen, hoping the evidence of what they had been doing was not readily visible.

Aric had woken and showered, Maura already gone to help get Caitlin to the child care facility. He didn't mind sharing his wife with his daughter, but he admitted to himself that he'd be glad when Coleen was a little more independent. It seemed that one or both of them was in Coleen's apartment all the time, and he was missing the slow wake ups and having his wife near him that they'd always had before. Melancholy, he made his way to Miriah's place, thinking he'd get them safely ensconced in the office then go get breakfast for them all. He had just entered the apartment when he lifted his nose. Pheromones, he realized, and almost blushed. He had gotten to the kitchen and when it was empty, he had turned to leave when Corso came in from the family room, and he couldn't help the smirk. "Don't worry, Cor. I'm on the way out."

"Miriah decided to stay in today," Corso said, his face pink.

"No problem. Find me later, we'll get lunch," he said, and patted his friend's shoulder. "Have fun."

Corso watched as Aric made his way to the door. "See you in a bit," he called out, and saw Aric send him a thumb's up sign. He waited a few more seconds and returned to Miriah, his need overwhelming everything else.

Arcann stopped outside General Dinn's office and then knocked on the doorframe. Solasta lifted her head from her computer and then stood. "I want to be there," she said, and saw Arcann nod. He'd expected no less, and greatly admired the general's passion for her office. Together they made their way to the holding cells, electing to keep the spy caged as he was questioned. Before they entered, though, Arcann stopped and donned the white and gold armor he was known for. Solasta followed him into the detention area, anticipating the look of fear on her prisoner's face.

Maura tracked down her husband in the cantina, breakfast in front of him but a brooding look on his face. When she slid into the booth across from him, a brilliant smile lit up his face. "Get the girls settled?" he asked, taking her hand.

"I did, and now I'm hungry," she said, giving her order to the waiter. "How come you're not in the exec wing by now?"

"Miriah's staying in today. I almost walked in on something," he admitted. "I hope they were able to resume, I know they both need the break of a day off."

"I'm sure they did," Maura replied. "And I agree. But with them off, we could be, too."

Aric waited to eat his food until Maura's had arrived, and when they were done, he stood. "Well, then. Let's do something fun. You're choice."

Maura thought for a minute. "Let's go for a ride around the lake, and then home for a little alone time."

"Perfect," Aric said with a grin. They hurried off to the elevators and out into the sunny and temperate day.

Caly hummed as she made her way to her mother's apartment to cook. She met the grocery delivery at the door and took the bags in her arms, depositing them on the counter. She though she heard voices, and peered into the family room. There she saw her parents, snuggled on the sofa, a throw covering them, and the holo news feed at a low volume. The sight made her smile, and she turned back to the kitchen. Today, she was making a marinated ronto steak, steamed green beans and baked squash. She'd start with a green salad topped with a new dressing she had made up in her head. Since she'd been cooking for her parents, she and Torian had been enjoying their dinners. To the point that Torian admitted spending an extra half hour every day exercising. She had picked up three sponsors for her cooking videos, and she knew this one would be well received. She was chopping squash when her dad came into the kitchen.

"Hey, sweetie. How are you?" he asked, getting a hug.

"I'm great. Mom's napping?"

"She is, just wanted a day off, she said. Everything smells great, need any help? He saw her video equipment and wondered if he'd interrupted.

"I'm getting ready to do a video," she confirmed, and told him what the meal would be, getting a broad smile in return.

"I'm about to wake Mom up and take her to lunch," he said. "We'll steer clear for a bit."

"Thanks, Dad." Corso went back to the family room, and Caly heard the door close a few minutes later. I'm glad Mom is getting a little break, she thought. Especially after being locked in that bunker. That would have made me crazy. She turned on her video equipment and got to work, her thoughts only on her cooking.

Solasta focused on the scene before her. The Rodian dangled in the air, Arcann's force making the fur on her arms rise. This had been going on for almost an hour, the verbal questions leading to this force questioning after the prisoner refused to answer. All of a sudden, Arcann let him fall to the floor of the cell, where he sobbed quietly and held his head with both hands. "He is not the source of the dark force," Arcann said softly.

"But he..." Solasta trailed off, trying to wrap her thought around this concept.

"He did set the explosive, but he has no force ability. He is not the spy we were looking for." Solasta followed Arcann out into the hallway. "He's where he should be, and I did not damage him. He will recover."

"So we still have someone sending reports through the force," Solasta said, sighing. "We need to report this to the Commander." With a nod, they made their way up to the executive wing, only to be told that Miriah had taken the day off. Shrugging, Solasta thanked Arcann and made her way to her office. I'll send a message, she thought, and took out her datapad.

Miriah took the bite of food that Corso held out to her, and laughed when he kissed her nose. "I really needed this break," she told him, and he nodded.

"I needed you," he simply said, and they stared into each other's eyes. Suddenly Miriah giggled, and pointed to the nearby apartments. Corso looked over his shoulder at Aric and Maura, and smiled. Good, he thought, and turned back to feed his wife. Miriah heard her datapad chime, and hesitantly pulled it from her pocket. Corso saw her confusion as she read the message, then turned the device to him so that he could read it. He sighed, and saw Miriah's good mood vanish. Together they stood and made their way home, still faced with the reality of someone they didn't know reporting to the Empire.

The spy sat back on his bed and wrapped his arms around his knees. That was too close, he thought. I will have to stay quiet for a bit. Yeah, that's it, I'll get a little distance from this. While the Rodian was a good contact, it hit a little too close to have him in custody. The spy turned on his side and wondered how the little guy had held up under a force interrogation. He had seen the general and the former emperor as they'd emerged from the detention area, and was thankful that it wasn't him in that place. I wish I didn't have to do this anymore, he thought, but knew it was either do the mission or die. Sighing, he closed his eyes. Maybe death wouldn't be so bad.