They were laying in bed, her head on his shoulder when the pounding on the door started. Before they could answer, the door opened on an amused Decimus and grinning Pella. Liri got the sheet up over them quickly.

"Really?" Liri said to Decimus. "What if we'd been in the middle?"

Decimus shrugged, "I would have gotten an eyeful."

Andronikos inspected Pella; she looked energized, vibrant. He nodded to himself. "Used your emergency code?"

Pella shrugged at him, "Of course." She smirked, "Or maybe I just wanted to see if the rumors were true."

"Give it up," Andronikos told her smugly. "Jorif told me you both saw the recording already."

"Well damn," she said grinning. "Every time you were an ass I thought to myself, 'He doesn't know that I've seen it.'"

"Is he frequently an ass?" asked Liri.

"You should know."

"So, yes then."

Andronikos looked up at Decimus, "Care to jump in?"

"Two women strong in the Force are making fun of you and you want me to jump in? I may like you, pirate, but I'm not jumping on that grenade."

"Well, if you want to get out, I'm sure I can find something to do with both of them."

Decimus shot him a withering look, Liri hit him in the face with a pillow and Pella stared at him grinning until he realized she was using the Force as a vice on his balls. He raised his hands in surrender. "And now Jorif owes me credits."

Liri had been halfway through a scowl, but at that she rolled her eyes and started to get up, the only sheet wrapped around her.

"Hell no!" he exclaimed, grabbing the sheet to keep himself covered too. Since she wasn't using the Force, his superior strength won out and she landed facedown across his lap. He ran his eyes over her and without missing a beat, looked up at Decimus and Pella. "Get out."

"No," said Pella. "Let her up. We have stuff to talk about."

Andronikos sighed and let Liri get up on her hands and knees. She stopped for a moment and arched to taunt him. He growled at her.

Decimus sounded like a man who was halfway between amusement and loss of patience. "Liri, seriously."

She looked contrite and Force pulled some of her clothes to her from her pack, scrambling into them under the sheets.

"Can you get my clothes too?" Andronikos asked her. She shrugged, pulled his pants to her hand and handed them over. "Underwear? Shirt?"

She stuck her tongue out at him and crawled out of bed. He scowled at her and pulled his pants on under the sheet.

They all sat down at the table.

Pella started, "Xalek filled me in on what you got out of Vel. So the most important question is what do we do about it?"

Liri raised an eyebrow at Pella and opened her mouth, but Decimus interrupted, "She's a part of this now," he said calmly.

Liri nodded thoughtfully looking between the two of them. A slow smirk started over her face and Decimus frowned at her. "Don't," he said. "We can talk about it later."

She nodded.

Andronikos leaned back in his chair somewhat insolently, "What do you mean, what do we do? We get a higher ranking SIS agent and torture them until we find out why they want Liri." Pella and Decimus gaped at him. "What? Like you Sith are the only ones with good ideas?"

"That's my man," murmured Liri.

"Alright," said Decimus slowly, "I can probably track one down. Bring them here?"

"Sure, let Pella and Liri at them."

"I like that idea," said Pella. Decimus almost smirked at her, but then turned back.

"Liri," said Decimus, "Any other ideas?"

Liri looked thoughtful and her eyes flashed purple for a moment, "It's a good idea, but we shouldn't bring them here. We should take them elsewhere and I can further train Pella." She shook her head, "This is still a relatively safe place. We should avoid bringing people here."

Decimus nodded, "Alright. So where?"

Liri winced, "Taris." Everyone groaned and she held her hands up, "I know, I know, but if anything goes wrong, we throw them to the rakghouls. They sure as hell can't escape and get help."

Decimus grinned at her, "Who'd you get rid of on Taris already?"

"A Sith has to have some secrets, Decimus." She arched an eyebrow at him.

"Alright, so we're settled," said Andronikos. "On to more important things."

"More important things than someone trying to kill your wife?"

"Have you met my wife?" Andronikos snorted. "I'm half-tempted to let her get caught so she can rip her way out and back to me."

Liri smiled at him and caught his hand in hers.

"What's more important?" Pella asked.

"I want Liri to marry me properly. Take a honeymoon."

Pella squealed and clapped her hands together. "Can we have the wedding here?"

"She has to say yes."

Liri was smiling at him in a resigned manner. "Just won't let that go?"

"C'mon. We got married by someone I'm not even sure was legal to marry us. We had our honeymoon on the bridge of Fury where I'm pretty sure at least Xalek and Khem caught us." He squeezed her hand. "I'd like people to be there. You know Ashara will want to, Pella will help." Pella nodded, solemnly. "We can make it official, get it recorded and everything." He leaned forward towards her, "If you say no, that's fine, but I'm not giving up on this."

"The Dark Council will know we're back together. They'll know you're my husband. It's like painting a target on you."

"I've already had that target on me. Liri, you're not getting out of this."

Decimus cleared his throat. "The spouses of the Dark Council are more protected than you think."

Liri got up from the table, running her hands over her lekku and then put her hands on her hips. "You're not really going to give me a choice, are you?"

"Not a chance," he said, not moving his eyes off of her.

She smiled, "We need to take care of this business first."

"That's a yes?"

"That's a yes."

He was across the room, sweeping her into his arms in a moment. He kissed her for a long time. He heard Decimus usher Pella out of the room, saying something about the two of them convening in his new quarters to discuss matters. He kissed Liri, tasting his future. When he finally pulled back from her, he said quietly, "Kids?"

"Rev, don't push it," she answered immediately and he chuckled.