Note- Thrawn is in civilian clothes, a black dress shirt and pants, imagine whatever you want for those, while Rauff is in Dufensmerts' outfit.

Apologizes for the wait. I have no excuse. Feel free to snark at me.

Without further adu! Enjoy this mess of a story!

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-In an abandoned lab on Nar Shaddaa-
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The old lab was once the headquarters of a long-dead empire's medical experiments. with its heavy doors and special quarters for not so willing doctors and test subjects; it made a perfect fit serving double duty as its lone occupants' workspace for her genetics and fertility research, and their personal prison.

Besides the guards, currently two sentients occupied the building full time, the pau'an Dr. Rauff, and her human assistant Kevin. Today they had been split up.

Today was the day the man who had kidnapped them got the answers he wanted them to find, so he brought his poor 'pet' down to the old lab with him. While the human talked with the 'pet' in one of the operation rooms, Dr. Rauff had a much more serious meeting awaiting her elsewhere in the lab complex.

The tile floor echoed against cold durasteel walls with the rhythmic steps of its current owner's polished black boots. The good doctor made no move to acknowledge the new arrival even after the heavy slam of the door to her office/room stopped echoing painfully loud into her sensitive ears, even under their noise dampening covers.

"Do you have any results yet from your tests Doctor?" Thrawn asked from his spot by the locked door, his burning red eyes seemed excited, yet also uncharacteristically nervous.

"Your 'pet' contains DNA from three recognizable species, ¼ chiss, ¼ zeltron, and ⅖ human, the rest is a standard jumble not unheard of in humans from the outer rim. Possibly a mix of twi'lek or mirelian, probably Mirelian from the eyes, but not enough code is present to determine anything"

"That's not the news I wanted doctor."

"fine, Grand Admiral, you should be happy to know Ezra is fully fertile both ways," Dr. Rauff sighed, "and you two have high genetic compatibility."

Her mercury grey eyes searching the cold white tiles that made up the floor of the makeshift lab Thrawn had imprisoned her in. It's my fault the pain this boy is going to go through. No way Thrawn is nearly the gentleman Nyra insisted on.

The chiss was for only the fourth time in her knowing him visibly happy for anything, and the first time she had ever caused more than a ghostly smirk.

The doctor wondered if it was because of the idea of power, or if he truly wanted to be a father and a good man beneath all his military ambition, like Nyra had told her when she first introduced the pair.

Speaking of her sister in law and Thrawn, the two had a strange take on 'friendship', which seemed to be more an exchange of favors and pranks than actually trusting each other.

"Why are you smiling?" He commented, considering that lately her own range of expressions had been limited to dark scowls and her own version of Thrawn's resting b face.

"I'm remembering the time my sister in law locked you in her trunk for reading her diary." Her smile turned dark, "And do remember you will owe her greatly for letting you survive kidnapping me."

"I thought it was her writings of fiction." Thrawn countered, snapped back to reality by the harsh memory, "In addition, your kidnapping was almost entirely based on hollow threats, like the pistol on stun, and you both know I have no intention of harming Tigris. If the boy I sponsored through the academy were to die by my hand Nyra wouldn't be the only one calling for my head on a platter."

"You're an ass. And the worst part is that so long as no one dies she'll forgive you all over again."

"We know too much about each other to be enemies." he answered, "If we were more than just petty towards one another it would be mutual destruction."

Jump to Ezra and Kevin

(Note- Ezra is in a white tunic and a black skirt covered in roses, Kevin is in blue scrubs)

In a much smaller observation room just a few well-guarded doors down the hall, her blond medical assistant Kevin delivered the same news. In all honesty, Ezra and Kevin's interactions were the dead opposite of Thrawn and Dr. Rauff's.

"Fertile? Genetically Compatible?" Ezra was nearly panicking, especially after Kevin explained why those traits would be so important to Thrawn.

"I know it's a lot to take in, but it's good to know!" Keven insisted with a sheepish smile, "If you get away you can start your own family. If you don't, well buddy, I bet he'd never hurt the mother of his children."

"I don't want to be a mother!" Ezra yelled back. "And I thought he was clingy before," the poor padawan wrapped his arms tightly across his chest "oh for force's sake what if he tries to touch me tonight…"

"Ezra, you're going to be fine." the blond smiled, "If that was his plan he would have done so already."

Ezra wasn't exactly calmed down by such rationale, instead, he was trying to figure out if there were any escape routes he hadn't tried yet. Poor Ezzy couldn't think of a single one.

"You can't let him take me back to that apartment!"

"It's probably better than here!" He countered, grabbing the padawan by his shoulders and leading him over to the exam table in the middle of the room so they could sit on it, "Look, I can delay it a little bit by giving you a physical exam. That's it! Now that I think about it... if you hint to him that it seemed like we needed better facilities, I could tell him that you need some healing time before any frisky business."

"And you think he will listen to me?" Ezra asked hesitantly, and Kevin nods "deal."

That deal didn't go over as planned, because when Thrawn came in to take him home, the chiss ended up carrying a blushing Ezra back to the apartment for "health reasons".

Note: I will be editing this but here is the rough cut. So if you get another notification for this CH you may want to re read but I wanted to post something.