Andronikos cursed, but without any real feeling behind it. The bridge had probably looked worse and after retrieving pants from his room, he leaned over the helm to program the droids to clean.

He got people up and moving to their quarters. The droids had started to work as he made his way to the showers. He scrubbed down quickly and heard the sounds of other people coming in to shower. When he left, all of the other showers were filled. His room was empty when he got back and he paused to look out at the stars as he got dressed.

The door hissed, but he didn't turn around. Red arms encircled him from behind and he felt her cheek against his back. Her body was warm and slightly damp from her shower.

"Regrets?" Liri murmured.

"Surprisingly, none. Never figured myself for a guy who shared, but it didn't bother me," he answered.

She sighed in relief and hugged him.

"But Lir?"

"Yes?"

"No other Sith."

She squeezed him. "Why?"

"Just a feeling. I couldn't stand it."

"But last night, with Jorif and... everything else, that was fine."

Andronikos thought for a moment, "Yeah. Doesn't bother me." He put his hands over hers where they clasped him. "Your aura, and all the crazy Sith shit that comes with it, that's part of who you are. I can handle that, hell I even enjoy it." He patted her hands, "But no other Sith. I can't explain why exactly."

"I'm already asking you for so much; no Sith is easy." She sighed, her breath racing across his back warmly. "I didn't picture this as our future, Rev. I didn't expect my power would grow or that I'd have to ask you for this."

"I'd do a lot worse to stay by your side, Lir."

"I wish I didn't have to ask you for this."

"Hey, last night, with you and Pella? Nothing wrong about that," he smirked until she shocked him and then he chuckled. "I can't wait for Nar Shaddaa though. I can't wait to get you alone." His voice gave a secondary meaning to what he was saying and she squeezed him in what he hoped was understanding.

"You know, my aura might flare there. I wasn't lying about that."

"I know, Lir."

He thought about what they might find out on Nar Shaddaa. That Jedi would surely show up to see them. He just didn't know what would happen after that.

"We're getting married soon, Rev," she murmured. "Let's just focus on that first."

He chuckled again. "You're right."

Pella burst through the doors then, spoiling the moment and Andronikos briefly imagined throttling her, his eyes still on the stars. His eyebrows went up; he actually probably could do that now if Liri was there.

Liri's laughter on his back told him she was picking up on his emotions.

Pella approached the two of them and wrapped her arms around both of them, to Andronikos' surprise. "Can we do that every weekend?" she asked eagerly.

Andronikos rolled his eyes. "Not that," he said.

Pella's hand ran up his chest in an aware way and he grabbed it hard, growling at her, "Watch it."

Pella pouted, "I want to do it again, please? And it's not like we have anything to do today."

Liri shrugged against his back. "Pella, give us a minute," She said.

Pella squealed in happiness and left the room.

"I know you want to, Rev."

"I do."

"So why the hesitation? Why'd you stop her?"

"You haven't figured out that I like to be in control yet? And I didn't know what the rules were when your aura wasn't flaring."

"As long as we're together." Her hands ran up his chest slowly.

"I'm gonna need a few minutes, why don't you two get started?" He smirked, "Let me watch a bit." He paused, "You think your aura is still in play here?"

"Probably."

Andronikos sighed and then let Liri call Pella in as he went back to the bed.

Andronikos lay across the corner of the bed, his head off the side, breathing hard. Liri and Pella had their heads on his chest, occasionally murmuring to each other. The door opened and Jorif came around the corner, leaning on the wall.

"Private party?" he asked.

"Actually, I could use a hand," Andronikos said, looking at him upside down. The women giggled. "Where'd you get off to, anyway?"

"Got grabbed by a dancer in the shower." Jorif grinned as he locked the door shut behind him. "I take it the aura is still in effect?"

"Seems to be."

Andronikos and Pella sat, sharing a drink as they watched the stars. Jorif and Liri were passed out cold on the bed.

"I didn't expect this," Pella said quietly. "I'd sort of hoped though."

"Jorif mentioned you were taken with her."

Pella laughed, "Taken is an understatement."

Andronikos eyed her, "So what about Decimus?"

"What about him?"

"I thought you two were becoming a couple."

"He's still in love with Magda. Don't get me wrong, we have a lot of fun, but it'll never be more."

"But you came with us last night."

Pella burst out laughing and she leered at him. "I certainly did."

Andronikos rolled his eyes and drained his drink.

"Decimus and I, well, last night was what I thought was a once in lifetime opportunity with Liri." She smirked, "And you." She shrugged, "I could tell you didn't want Decimus near Liri, but I'd be damned if I missed my shot. Why is that, by the way?"

"I get a bad feeling about her with other Sith. Can't really put it into words."

"Maybe it's your force sensitivity."

Andronikos snorted, "Liri talks about that too. I don't put much into it."

"You ever wonder why you never miss a shot?"

"I'm just that damn good."

Pella laughed, letting it go.

"Why can't you be like this all the time?" he asked her.

"Like what?"

"Tolerable."

"I'm always tolerable!"

"I've envisioned strangling you so many times through this whole wedding process."

She grinned wickedly, "Go ahead."

"Seriously, you've been a pain in the ass about this wedding."

"I'll never get married, Nikos. I just wanted to make sure your wedding was everything it could be. And Liri secretly wants a lot of things that you wouldn't expect."

"Really?" Andronikos looked at her, "Like what?"

Pella shook her head, "I'm not ruining it for her. She's so excited." Pella glanced behind her on the bed. "Nikos, you ever get the feeling she wanted something different?"

"When did it become Nikos?"

"Last night," she said in a manner that made him feel that it had been a stupid question.

They were quiet a moment and Andronikos refilled both of their glasses. "Yeah, sometimes I think she wanted something different. Like a family and a simpler life. But she loves the power."

"I get that. But you can always have the life you want." Pella sipped from her drink, "You could always retire with her to the colony, help run things from there."

"You really think the Sith will let her go that easily?"

"What are you, stupid?"

Andronikos blinked at her.

"She's one of the most powerful Sith in the galaxy, Nikos. She steps away, that levels the playing field for a lot of other people. She keeps working under Decimus and she has added protection, while still not being a major player, and thus a major threat."

"It's her decision," he said, automatically. "I don't interfere with what she wants in Sith-land."

"I think she'd be happier," Pella said wistfully.

"You're kind of fixated on her."

"Partially the aura, partially her." Pella grinned at him. "Hell, I'm jealous you got to her first. She loves you so much."

"You got what you wanted."

"Hopefully, I'll get it again."

"So what about Jorif?" Andronikos asked.

"What about him?" Pella responded.

"Why didn't I see his crush on her?"