As soon as I walk in the door from work, I know something's wrong. Aeryn is sitting on the sofa, jumping to her feet as soon as she sees me. "We've got a problem," she says darkly.

Dammit, I knew it. "Is Rose okay?" I ask.

"She's playing in back."

"What's wrong then?" My first thought is that there's a wanted beacon on the planet, and I start planning ways to get us all out of here without drawing attention to ourselves.

"I had an appointment with the doctor. He found something different about the baby's cells," Aeryn tells me, and I can see her trying to keep calm. "He wants to do more tests. He wants to pull you and Rose into his office to find out if it's a genetic anomaly."

"That's not happening," I say. No way in hell are they poking Rose to do tests on her. I won't let them.

"I know," she says. "So what do we do about it?"

"Is the baby okay?" I've got a lot of concerns swimming through my head right now, and that one's topping the list.

Aeryn nods. "So far everything looks all right, but its cells just aren't fully Sebacean. If they continue to do tests, they'll find that Rose and the baby are half human, which will lead them to you... Then we're a target for anyone who wants to find us."

You know, five minutes ago I came home and was just looking forward to seeing my girls... Now we need to get out of here, pick up and leave. "There's got to be another colony here. Across the state or province or whatever the hell this is..."

"It's in my medical record, John," she reminds me. "They'll have access to it wherever we go." She pauses, and when she speaks her voice is wavering just the slightest bit. "What if whatever they found isn't normal? Then what?"

I don't even want to think about that. Before Rose was born we were terrified of what a human/Sebacean hybrid could turn out like, especially given the Pilot DNA. Yeah, that compatibility test meant our children would be healthy, but that doesn't get rid of the fear. These kids are basically three different species, and you never know when a problem will come up. Rose is a normal healthy girl, but she's got a dangerous intolerance for heat and we've noticed some slight developmental differences between her and the other kids here. When we found out Aeryn was pregnant again, we never even thought anything could be wrong because we took Rose's normalcy for granted.

I sigh. "Would anyone here even know what to do if something was wrong? God, Aeryn, we're in trouble."

She nods, closing the distance between us. "We have to leave. We're in agreement?"

"Yes. Definitely."

"We can pack our modules and leave tonight," Aeryn says. "Where do we go?"

We both know the answer to that. "Do you still have that call frequency Pilot gave you?" I ask.

"You've said it yourself. There's a reason we left Moya-"

"You've been pushing to go back there," I interrupt. Lately I've been getting it from both Rose and Aeryn about going home, even though all the logic is against it. Now the logic doesn't even work anymore. So what's stopping us?

"I know," she says, suddenly sounding very frustrated. "I don't know what to do. We stay here, we risk being found, or at least found out. The stigma will not make it any easier for Rose to fit in. Yet if we go back to Moya, we put the children back at risk."

"The lesser of two evils," I grumble. Not that Moya is evil... You know what I mean. I'm frustrated, bear with me.

Aeryn and I both fall into silence. "We have to make a decision," I say. "Now. We can be gone tonight."

"Moya," Aeryn says immediately.

Wow, she caved faster than I thought she would. I was expecting her to fight me a little, but I'll take this. "You're sure?"

She still seems a little shaken, but I can see how committed to this she is. "If something is wrong, I trust Zhaan. She knows our histories, she'll know what to do better than anyone here. We have support there, and I'm not sure I want this baby to grow up without knowing them."

It's a decision we've wanted to come to for a long time. Only now we have the motivation to do it. "Okay," I say. "You track them down, I'll start getting things packed up."

She nods curtly. "I'm not going to miss this place," she says, looking around the room.

"I'll miss not being shot at," I admit. "But I think it's better than the paranoia."

Aeryn smiles back at me, and for the first time in a long time I see her excited about something. "We're going home tonight, John."