Mags was lying on her back in the training room floor, having been flipped there by her husband, showing her a combat move. She didn't think the kiss after had anything to do with combat, however. She was about to get to her feet when she heard the incoming message signal on her data pad. Felix hurried over to the bench to retrieve it for her, and helped her to her feet.

"Oh, it's from Miriah, wanting to know how we're doing. She and Maura had dinner last night on Corellia. That's nice, I'm glad they're able to see each other." She smiled at Felix, "I, meanwhile, get to spend all my spare time with this hunky guy who kinda likes me."

"Hunky guy, huh? Hang on, I'll charge my blaster.." She giggled then, throwing herself into him for a hug, and he felt her force power caress him, whispering over his skin. She'd grown more passionate since their wedding, and it was reflected in her force aura, which could get blinding. Now that they were actively pursuing their dream of a family, there were days he was amazed at her hunger for him. Not that it bothered him, he rather liked that their force communications let him know how she was feeling, even if it did provide him with some uncomfortable hours standing in armor while she was negotiating.

They were leaving the training room when Qyzen stopped her, asking for a moment. She turned to her oldest crewmate and followed him to the engine room, where he could usually be found.

"Herald, you and your mate are seeking offspring, yes?" he growled. She had to smile, Qyzen always had his finger on the pulse of this crew.

"Yes," she told him, taking his hand. "We are."

"Does this mean Herald will retire to raise offspring?" Qyzen asked. Magdalane shook her head.

"No. We may be more based on Dantooine, but will maintain our crew and missions." She looked at her friend closely, "Do you wish to be reassigned? To a more active crew?" She wouldn't like that but she understood his need to hunt and be a part of things.

He shook his large head vigorously, "No, please Herald, only wish to make sure you are well and happy. Scorekeeper will favor you with many offspring, want only for good things for them."

Her old friend embraced her, patting her back. "Herald is true friend, true spirit." He turned to his workbench. "Make things for offspring," he said, as he held up a crib mobile, beautifully carved animals dancing on wires.

"Oh Qyzen, it's beautiful! Thank you, friend"

"Is not completed, but will be soon," he told her. She thanked him again and walked into the galley, where she could hear Tharan and Felix were cooking, making something with bantha that Corso had given them from their herd on the ranch. They barely noticed her behind them, and rather than interrupt, she walked on to the bridge.

I wonder if I'll know immediately, or if it takes a bit before even the force could tell me I'm pregnant, she thought, and reviewed the physiology in her mind. She wondered about how things were going with Maura and the babies. She so wanted to pick Maura's mind about her relationship with Aric after the babies, but was too embarrassed to ask. So many things to ponder, she thought, and I'm not even expecting yet. She sat and daydreamed, looking at the stars. She wondered if she were being selfish, wanting children, when she was still working. Was Felix already tired of this? Was she being too forward or pressuring him? She decided she'd just have to figure out a way to talk to him about all of this.

She wandered from the bridge back to their quarters, sitting at her desk, her mind still occupied. She didn't even realize that Felix had joined her until he touched her arm, kneeling in front of her.

"Magdalane, love, are you alright?" he asked. "You seem like you're a million light years away." She started, and smiled at him.

"I'm fine, sweetie, just thinking through stuff." Now, that had his attention, he knew his wife never entered decisions without weighing all the options, and she'd had a great deal of experience with this. He took both her hands in his, looked into her eyes.

"What's going on in that beautiful head of yours?"

"Felix, am I pressuring you? Do you feel like I take advantage of you, when it comes to the baby thing? You know that's not the primary reason I want you, right?"

He threw his head back and laughed. "Mags, dear, I know your experience with men is limited to, well, me, but let me enlighten you a bit. We're really simple creatures, with simple needs. Food, sleep, and sex. When the last one comes with a beautiful woman, who lets him know she also loves him? Well, that's the best thing ever." He took her in his arms. "Sweetheart, I have no complaints at all. You want to make love every day? I'm there. I want children with you, but I want you too. I know this is all uncharted ground for you, being in a relationship, and you might have questions. Talk to me, sweetie, I'll tell you if I can." He pulled back and kissed her, then kissed her more deeply, feeling her aura grow. "See, you don't even need words." He felt her force power then, her normal calm and cool infused with breathless need, a passion the Jedi normally thought dangerous to have.

He sat her down on their bed and walked to the door panel, where he closed and locked the door to their quarters, and turned to her. She gave him a soft smile, her eyes on his, and asked, "What about the food part?"

He gave her a wolfish smile, "It can wait."

And it did.