"That was pretty good," Vega said as the lights came back on.

"Better than the prequel trilogy," Wylie agreed. "Didn't you love Finn's number being 2187?"

Vega frowned. "I thought it was 2817?"

"No!" Wylie said. "It was 2187, which was…"

"The cell they held Leia in in A New Hope," Vega said. "I like these movies too, Jay. I knew more than you at the last Geeks Who Drink." She pulled her keys out of her purse as they headed out of the theater, Wylie dropping the empty popcorn buckets into the garbage.

"Hey!" Called a middle aged woman to Vega, holding up her own popcorn container, "thanks for that butter trick!"

"Butter trick?" Wylie asked as Vega grinned and waved at the woman.

"I told her about how she can stick a straw into the bucket and then turn on the butter pump into the straw to get butter to the popcorn near the bottom."

"Ah." Wylie nodded. "So real talk though, Rey is totally a Skywalker. I don't know what Cho was going on about when he was mentioning Rey Kenobi."

"Seriously," Vega agreed, "He's all 'Obi-Wan could have a grandchild!' Okay Boss, then where was Obi-Wan's child? A little necessary for a grandchild."

"Exactly! That's about as crazy as the fact we're supposed to believe Rey would do all that stuff with the Force."

"You thought that was unrealistic?" Vega cocked an eyebrow.

"Well, yeah. I mean, Ben has been trained by both Snoke and Luke, and Rey could pull the lightsaber from him? And the Jedi Mind Trick?"

Vega folded her arms. "Funny people will complain about that," she gestured with her head to a couple of teenagers behind them discussing the same thing, "but when the guys do it, it's completely acceptable."

"Hey," Wylie said, "Luke couldn't do the Mind Trick until the third movie, which took place four years after he first learned about the Force."

"But what about Anakin being able to navigate the pod race?"

"In my defense," Wylie said, "I spent considerable amount of time on complaining about that when the movie came out."

"That was 1999," Vega said. "You were nine years old."

"Like you've never lied about your age."

"Okay, fair point." Vega shrugged. She looked at him. "Okay on three, is BB-8 a boy or a girl? One, two, three."

"Girl," they said in unison. Wylie grinned.

Vega pushed open the door to the theater. "My main complaint was how Han Solo had to die. I feel like his character was mistreated, really. The guy has always been such a fighter, always so tough, a crazy space soundrel who should have gotten a chance to fight back. He didn't deserve to go out like that."

"No one does," Wylie said quietly. Vega gave him a solemn smile and slipped her hand into his.

"Wait wait!" Wylie tugged on her hand, suddenly energetic again. We gotta stand over here by the sign and take a picture."

"Instagram or it didn't happen," Vega said smiling as Wylie held out his phone. "Should I throw up a peace sign?" she joked.

"I'll duck face, you look unamused. That'll be funny."

"That will be completely in character for both of us."

"Oh wait," Wylie said, "no, let's take a video." He pressed the camcorder button his screen. "We just saw The Force Awaaaaaakens!"

He looked at Vega, who looked startled. "You didn't tell me I'd have lines!"

"Did you like it?"

"YES!" Vega shouted, jumping up and down, bumping into Wylie. "It was so good!"

"Baby's first movie! Yay Star Wars!" Wylie said, hugging her before stopping the video. "You'd better like this when I post it."

"Peer pressure!" She teased, linking her arm in his as they headed back for their car.

"You want to hear something stupid?" Wylie asked as he unlocked the car.

"Always."

They slid into the seats in unison. "Well," Wylie said, fastening his seat belt, "when a couple weeks after we met we exchanged social media information, I was going back through all your pictures, and I was either thinking 'wow, that's impressive' or 'gosh, she's beautiful' on all of them, and...I was!" he protested when she rolled her eyes. "Anyway, I wanted to like all of them, but you know, people might find that weird, and I was too shy to tell you I liked you at first and I didn't want to come off as creepy or overzealous so I was like, scrolling back and forth and trying to figure what was an acceptable number of likes based on your current number of posts and then picking which photos were my favorite that I had to like and that I had to know you know I saw." He cocked his head, trying to interpret her raised eyebrows and smirk. "Are you finding that cute or creepy?"

"I think the fact we're already married and with all the stuff we've been through is what is making me think it's cute," she said playfully. "But you were probably wise to not tell me this five years ago."

Wylie grinned and Vega leaned over to kiss him, but she stopped before their lips met. "Wylie," she said, "the baby's kicking."

"What?" His eyes widened. "You're only at fourteen weeks."

Vega took his hand, placing it over her belly button. "Feel that?"

"That's...subtle."

"But it hasn't happened before." Vega's grin was broad. "Wylie, that's the baby!"

"But first pregnancies usually don't feel it for another month at least. And you're still hardly showing..."

"Well, either something's wrong, or this is a kick, so...nothing's wrong," she said quickly when Wylie managed to pale. "I promise. Nothing feels wrong. For once, I have no fears about anything."

His hand still on her stomach, and her hand over his, Wylie leaned across to kiss her. "Me either."


Considering what day it is, I just wanted to write a fluffy chapter. NOTE: I am on vacation for about a week starting day after tomorrow. So updates will not be until I get back. So enjoy the happy Wega.