My Targeter, My Rogue.
Chapter 4.

Tycho felt tired and groggy. His eyelids felt like they were sandpaper but he opened them.
As soon as he did he wished he hadn't the glare of the light was almost unbearable.
Slowly he became accustomed to the environment, sensing another presence in the room.

"Tycho, are you alright? We walked in as you fainted. What happened? Is Winter alright?" Asked a very concerned Wedge.

To his surprise Tycho grinned. A delirious sense of joy coursed from his friend until it reached both him and Leia, who were the other occupants of the room.

Tycho replayed her words in his head. Then realising Wedge had asked him some questions he focused, intent on answering them.

" Yes I'm alright, more than alright actually! I'll explain later. Winter is alright or was when this message was filmed. At least she knew what she was doing. Wouldn't have risked it otherwise."

"Risked what?" Leia asked of him. Confusion clear on her face. "What more could she have to risk then usual." Tycho turned to face her and raised an eyebrow "Except for you of course Tycho."

He asked them to sit and asked of them the same vow of secrecy that Winter had him to maintain.

"Leia. Did Winter seem strange to you after her check up before the mission.?"

"Now that you mention it yes. She was grinning madly, a bit like you actually. But it was becoming a more regular occurrence. I put it down to you. Why?"

" Well she asked me to tell only the two of you. She got some news from the doctor. It was completely unexpected, apparently it threw even Cracken but she didn't tell us . She thought we wouldn't let her go if we knew."

"Wedge. Leia. Winter's pregnant! We're going to be parents!"
On the last note he was practically jumping up and down, aristocratic dignity seemingly forgotten.

Leia on the other hand jumped up hugged him then dissolved into laughter.

After hugging Tycho himself Wedge turned to Leia and asked, " What's so funny?"

"Well when we were kids and then growing up we both had a bet going. Just something to pass the time. She always said I'd be the first pregnant and with a baby, nut I said it would be her. So anyway the bet went thus so. A dress was designed for the first mum to wear at the announcement of birth. Oh I can't wait it's hideous."

"Well, well, well," Said Wedge laughingly. "Even our finest, resort to mere commoner games such as gambling for such a prize. I thought you could not sink that low."
Even Tycho had to laugh at that.

He would talk to them about her mission later. Right now he had more important things to worry about like baby names!

"I'd say this calls for a celebration. Wouldn't you agree Leia?" Said Wedge.

"Of course Wedge. What did you have in mind?"

" Oh I don't know. A quiet drink maybe."

"A quiet drink with two of the Rogues finest be still my heart." Leia's tone of voice now took a mock sternness, " If anything happens I'm holding you personally responsible Antilles!"

"Yes Maam!" Answered Wedge in mock horror.