When they got onboard the transport, Marcus set Ayann down, and fastened her safety straps. John took a seat nearby in the back, holding his infant son. Despite the devestation that surrounded them, Marcus couldn't help but smile at the sight of 'Starkiller Sheridan', the battle-hardened hero of the Shadow War, overwhelmed by the tiny life he held in his arms.

Marcus began to power the shuttle up. As he did, he noticed that they had recieved a new communication. As he began the preflight checks, he opened the file. It was a complete video record of the events at the Temple of Varenni. Marcus watched it, suprised at the end when Neroon stepped into the Starfire wheel and saved Delenn. Marcus debated showing the record to the Captian, but he realized that Sheridan had a right to see this. Marcus also owed it to Neroon's memory to let Sheridan know of Neroon's sacrifice for Delenn. Pausing in his preflight checks, he went into the back of the shuttle.

"Captain, there's something you should see."

John sat in the front of the shuttle, dumbstruck at the record he had just seen. She really hadn't intended to come back. If it weren't for Neroon, she would be lost to him right now. This realization made John even more anxious to get back to his wife. He urged Marcus to go faster, even though the Ranger was already pushing the shuttle to it's limits.

As he thought over this new information, he realized that he would never be able to repay the warrior for what he had done for him. But, as he looked down at his precious son, he had an idea that brought a slight smile to his lips.
David Sheridan sat quietly in a chair in his daughter-in-law's hospital room. She hadn't awakened yet. John had been gone for about five hours, and he had just called. Little David was fine, and John had also apparently found another child aboard the ship, one of Delenn's relatives, that he was bringing back. He hadn't found any other survivors aboard the Whitestar, although he and Marcus suspected some of them had managed to escape the wrecked starship, but that would've been a few days prior.

Just then, Delenn began to stir. David tried to think about how he would explain to her who he was before he scared her half to death. The poor thing had been through enough; he didn't want to cause her any more grief. He thought about leaving the room for a minute so she could get her bearings, but before he could, she opened her eyes.

Her vision had cleared up a little, and her eyes were healing. She looked over to her bedside, expecting to see Lennier, and jumped when she saw the unfamiliar man. But as her vision adjusted, she recognized him. John had shown her stills of him. It was John's father. She relaxed back into the bed. "Hello," she said, and asked him tiredly, "you are John's father?"

He nodded, relieved that she hadn't started screaming Bloody Mary or the Minbari equivalent. She sunk back down into the bed, and David noticed that she seemed to be exhausted. He wouldn't be surprised if she had fallen asleep again right then and there.

"Where's John?" she asked him. She was fighting to keep her eyes open, David could tell.

"He's coming. He'll be back here soon. He wanted me to tell you, when you woke up, that he loves you."

Delenn smiled. She was losing the battle to stay awake. Soon, though. Maybe, if she could stay awake long enough, she would be able to be awake when he got here. "David?" she asked.

"Yes?" It took him several seconds to realize that she wasn't asking for him, she was asking about her son. "Oh. I'm sorry; this is going to take a while to get used to. John went to get him from the Whitestar. He also found one of your relatives..."

"Ayann," Delenn supplied.

"Yes, Ayann. He's bringing them back here now." He shook his head ruefully as she forced her eyes open once again, only to immediately have them start to close again. "Why don't you get some sleep, Delenn? I can tell you're exhausted."

"No..." she murmured, her eyes closing again already, "want...see...John..." Her speech was becoming incoherent.

"I'll make sure he wakes you when he gets back. Rest up now. You need to heal." David placed his hand over hers. She smiled, and finally surrendered to sleep.

David went back to his chair. He would watch over her until John arrived. He owed both his son and newfound daughter-in-law at least that much.