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Chapter 5

As the crew gathered around the boy, some were cheering him on, some trying to dissuade him and the few that had clearly lost the bet already tried to look disinterested as Yondu subconsciously held his arms out. "Peter, come on…walk towards me".

"You know you can do it, come on" Kraglin reassured the boy, as Peter looked slightly confused at what his body could do then look delighted as he took one step followed by another towards the pair, several times the boy stopped and crouched down, giving the indication he was going to sit before straightening his legs and carrying on.

"Come on Peter, you can do it" the majority of the crew chorused as the boy's feet pressed onto the deck, with both Yondu and Kraglin having their arms out, as he reached them he stopped suddenly as if he was making a choice...before stepping straight into Kraglin's arms.

"Yes" Kraglin grabbed the boy and held him over his head. "Peter Jason, little genius". He yelled to the scattered cheers of the crew and the ones who had placed bets for that day immediately begun to hunt for their units. As the boy laughed with delight at the attention, for Yondu as he collected his own units, having placed a bet on the boy that week saw the happy smile on his mates face, as Kraglin sent him a small look that may have said "See, he loves me more than you".

Yondu was hoping that Peter walking was a one off and he would be crawling, also known as being out of harm's way until the end of the mission as he entered the final week, but Peter was having none of it. The moment he was put down in his box he cried until he was taken out so he could explore his new world. Something Yondu put down to his daddy's DNA since he seemed to pick up things quickly.

In the end, Yondu begun taking the boy on his walks around the ship, occasionally holding his hand, his small Terran flesh disappearing admits the blue of the Centaurian and was a constant shadow to the Captain, even though Yondu slowed down he was impressed that the boy had the ability to keep up with him. When Peter was tired, he held up his arms and whined until Yondu put him in his pouch until he was rested and the whole game started again.

Yondu began to notice upon his arrival all this crew putting things away where the boy could hurt himself and actually sweeping the decks. Yondu had always insisted on a clean ship but was starting to wish that the boy had begun to walk sooner if this was the outcome.

As Yondu entered the M-Ship hanger to check on the latest repairs, with the deadline for the exchange drawing near which he knew it could go balls up so wanted every ship prepped and ready on the off chance it could end in firefight. As expected, everyone on the hanger gave them a nod as they went about their day.

For the last month, Peter had approached everyone and everything with a childish wonder, but the moment he saw the M-Ships his face lit up like all his dreams had come true. Yondu was initially concerned that he would rush over to the crews and get underfoot, instead he just run up to one of them, Yondu's own white ship, plonked himself on the ground and just looked at it, as if was drinking in the vision of the ship.

For a good hour the boy just sat there , as Yondu called out his name to make sure the boy hadn't fallen asleep, as Peter turned gave a grin and whipped his head back round to the ship. After Yondu had checked all the repairs were scheduled to be on time, Yondu went over to the boy and scooped him up. Immediately Peter began to whine and pointed to the ship, making it clear what he wanted. If Yondu had the time, and they Eclector wasn't travelling he would have taken the boy out…but then again it was not as if the boy would remember this anyway.

As Peter pointed once again to the M-Ship, Yondu pulled his hands away, fearing that Peter was on the verge on a tantrum. "No, you can't have that Peter. If you want a ship, you'll have to wait until you're older and learn to fly one".

Peter flashed his green eyes at Yondu and seemed too understand as he rested his head against the Centaurian's shoulder and begun to suck his thumb as Yondu stopped himself. What had he just said? Peter was going in a week…he was going to join a world that didn't travel much in space and didn't care about M-Ships.

Feeling oddly disconcerting as feeling the boy breathing contently he went back to the Bridge and seeing Peter's box decided to put the boy back in his pouch as Kraglin exited his seat to take up his own and threw him a look that was familiar, which he still couldn't decipher.

For the last few days, a silence had been erected between the two and Yondu on some level didn't want to know what Kraglin was thinking. His mate who was still denying him sex and decent conversation, Yondu had openly said to Kraglin that he was going to find it elsewhere since their was always someone on the ship willing to sleep with the Captain…Perhaps see it as a promotion to a new First Mate? The threat was empty, as Kraglin picked up the boy and left the room.

Yondu exhaled as he stretched out and glanced at the sleeping baby, resisting the urge to stroke his hair, something that always seemed to relax the boy, as the evening Crews came in indicating that it was time to head down to the mess. Almost on cue Peter woke up, his body having developed an internal system and since he had a long day walking was defiantly hungry. Yondu pulled him from the pouch, and stood him on the floor as he made his way to run to Kraglin, before stopping turning round and pointing to the Centaurian finally said

"Yondu".

Everyone on the Bridge blinked as Peter's mind put the two syllables together and he said again, with a delighted smile.

"Yondu"

Almost immediately, a call went across the ship as Horus announced the betting pool was over the boy had said his first word, as Yondu could swear he heard collective groans coming up from the decks, of the crew that had piled so much effort into getting him to say the words they wanted and failed.

Yondu suddenly felt a swell of pride at the boy, who was still grinning happily as he picked him up and took him to the mess, instructing Iztel to make something nice for Peter, as Kraglin joined them a few minutes later. That night Yondu was the one to feed the boy, who loved the extra attention from the Captain, until he eventually passed the baby to Kraglin to bathe and get to bed.

Kraglin walked quickly out of the door, and as Yondu stared found himself getting to his feet and walking the short distance to his quarters, stealthy pushing open the door, there was Peter in the sink as Kraglin was washing his hair and singing to him one of those shitty Terran songs, that had been playing constantly for the last month and causing Yondu to consider taking a blaster to it almost every day.

"Yeah, you like that don't you?" Sang Kraglin, as he picked up the boy, and wrapped him in a towel as Peter laughed with delight. "You like that, don't you me special little man". Sang Kraglin as he begun to rub the boy dry, whilst continuing his songs.

Yondu since he hadn't been noticed, turned away immediately and closed the door, and for a brief moment just stood there, tapping his fingers on the wall which he always did when he was thinking. Kraglin's face was more animated than it had been in weeks, the boy was making him happy and for Yondu…

The Centaurian got rid of the idea as soon as it arrived, as he composed himself and walked back into the room acting obvious to what he had just seen. Peter had been placed in his box as Yondu turned the music back on and with a quick head ruffle from Yondu, the boy lay down instantly. Kraglin was seated on the edge on the bed taking his boots off, as Yondu looked down at his mate before announcing that he was going to take a Bridge shift and left the room, leaving Kraglin just sitting there blinking his eyes.

On the Bridge no one said anything when the Captain walked in looking slightly pissed off, putting it down a domestic between the couple as the hours faded in which nothing much happened, even though Yondu took the time to inspect some ruins nearby that had potential. Eventually he went back to his quarters and with the currently two men in his life sleeping soundly. Yondu just stared intently at the baby, for several minutes but could not explain why.

The next few days, Peter walked more on the ship, and learned some more words, sadly unable to say "Kraglin" due to the structure, but getting his mouth around it enough so he could say "Kalin", to Kraglin's delight.

However if Yondu was hoping that the soon be boys exit would bring happiness since they were on the rims, he was mistaken as some of the men who still treated Peter like they had a bet to win, and that was actually possible looked at the boy sadly.

Yondu felt like reminding them all that they were bloody Ravagers, they had killed people for less than this and now they were getting soft over a baby!

The tension between Kraglin and Yondu was getting too much however and at times, Kraglin couldn't be in the same room as his mate, around the crew they acted like the professional couple they were meant to be…or at least tried to be. But there was an undercurrent as, Kraglin looked at Yondu as if he was struggling to get the words out, and Yondu was dreading the moment that he would.

Finally with the M-Ships fully prepped, just in case and Kraglin doing some checking elsewhere on the ship with the baby in tow, Yondu walked into his office to find his mate standing there sans Peter looking at him, with a Pad in his hand and a look of unbridled fury on his face.

As he held up the Pad, which held the details of the contract for the boy, the mission he had kept secret for over a month, which Kraglin had cracked somehow and said in the coldest voice Yondu had ever heard.

"You disgraceful unimaginable Bastard!"

To be continued!

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