Alaya returns from dropping off Fiona. She returns to her bedroom and removes all personal belong from drawers, shelves and even pictures and carries them to her office.

She then goes down to storage and returns to her office and places a cot, blankets and makes a mini room. She then takes the pictures and places them on the makeshift side table.

She returns to her desk and finishes her report for Scotland Yard on Mister X. She doesn't type as fast as Fiona, but she has always been skilled since NNYU.

She looks around at her office and licks the air. She goes to the shelf, takes the messenger cylinder and places it on her desk.

She looks over her report placing both copies in a folder and seeks out her mother Vastra.

Entering the drawing room Alaya witnesses her mothers sitting close to the fireplace having a private conversation.

"Yes Alaya?" Mother Vastra asks without turning her head.

"I have finished the report for Scotland Yard."

Mother Vastra stands up and reads it herself. "Yes good. We will deliver it together this afternoon."

Mother Jenny remains seated with the puffy ankles up on a footstool. "Is Fiona settled?"

"Yes, she went right to sleep. She is emotionally drained and physically exhausted. We had to spend money on food but at least she is close. I am pleased she allowed for the compromise."

"It is a great idea. I know sometimes I want to be alone with my thoughts. Fiona has always been about her education and then we come into her life ... that damn hospital ... her mother ... and now this."

Alaya nods, "thank you for understanding."

"We have much to discuss."

"Any in particular? My wife threw much information into the air for us to dissect."

"Come and sit down. You mother and I want to talk to you."

Alaya sits in the chair facing her mothers on the sofa. Alaya sits back and places her hands on the arms of the chair, she wants no mistake in her body language, she is open to everything. She must not coil.

"Tell us about NNYU." Mother Jenny grabs her wife's arm and rests on her shoulder. "Please."

Alaya eyes pop open and leans over as if to share a secret, "What do you want to know?"

"You left us at seventeen young girl and returned to us almost twenty-four one year later. We assumed you would tell us details once you were settled, but ... life got in the way."

Alaya sat back and her memory recalls her life's changing moment ... the grease on her face and the blushing young Scottish woman. She smiles. She snaps out of it and looks at her mother's earnest facing desiring to know their daughter for the first time. Alaya took a deep breath. "It was amazing and sad experience for me. I knew it was going to be an adventure and my mothers prepared me well."

Alaya smiles as she continues, "I knew instantly I wasn't in 'Our London'. I saw species from all around the universe, Silurians, Silurians mixed species. I wanted to make friends with them, but I could not allow myself to indulge."

"Why not?" Demands Mother Vastra.

London 1910
New York 5,000,000,017

Alaya grabs hold of the railing as the machine dematerialising from 15 Savile Row. It bucks around as it shifts through time and space.

"I hate to do this to you, but you must keep to yourself. Do not engage with any other Silurian or Silurian hybrid species.

"Why?"

"Because they have been instructed to keep their distance from you."

"Why?"

"Because you told them to keep away."

"Why would I do that?"

"Because they are your future generations. You do not want to build attachments with family that have not been born. It is imperative you keep to yourself. I am sorry. Do you understand?"

"I do." Alaya nods, "May I look at them? Watch them?"

"That just sounds creepy. They have been instructed to not make contact. You must live your life, without doing so ... they might not exist. Besides you are here for an education, nothing more. I will bring your mothers to your graduation. It will be four year before you see them, but for them it will be just months. There will be time difference, so keep a journal of some sort."

Alaya nods.

"Now be a good girl and study hard. Also may I suggest you learn how to drive and take up a fun elective. You might like golf, volleyball or something." He looks her up and down. "You must be proud of yourself. Remember keep to yourself and learn, learn as much as you brain will hold. Be a proud Silurian. Good Luck."

Alaya takes a deep breath, picks up her footlocker and steps out to the street in front of New New York University.

Alaya smiles, "Excuse me." She runs upstairs and returns with a large locked box. She turns the tumblers until the latch opens. She takes out a small device, unfolds to show a viewer screen, and places it on Mother Jenny's lap.

Alaya then looks into the neatly organized box full of what looks like plastic tabs and pulls out the furthermost date. She take the tab and puts it into the small slot.

The small screen turns on.

"Hi mothers I just arrived. Here is my dorm room ..."

Alaya pushes the large bar on the bottom of the device. "This is to pause and play. If you want to rewind push here."

She puts the large box on Mother Vastra's lap. "This is in order. The dates are noted on each one. I did my best."

Mother Jenny looks to her daughter with tears in her eyes. "Why haven't you shown us this before? We would have loved to see these when you returned."

"You never asked."

Mother Vastra takes her wife's hand, "Do we do the same to you?"

"I only know what I lack in knowledge when you disclose it to me. It frustrates me." Alaya taps the box, "We have a family trait that needs to be tweaked."

Mother Vastra, "May I suggest we take this into our bedroom. I want the privacy to view everything."

Alaya nods and packs everything back into the box. She helps mother Jenny out of the chair and head towards the private master bedroom.

Alaya sets up the device again, remind them of instructions and leaves the room.

After what seemed hours Alaya knocked on their door.

"Come in."

Alaya opens the door and lays the tray of sandwiches and tea on the bed. "Anything else?"

Mother Jenny looks to her daughter with bloodshot eyes, "We are watching you grow up. We missed this part of your life."

"How else was I going to get this education?"

Mother Vastra, "You were brave. More brave than we expected."

Alaya nods, "I will return. I am preparing supper. Is stew acceptable?"

"While we watch the twins are still. They like your voice."

"When I was a fetus I heard voices all the time. Even ..." Alaya blushes, " ... intimate times. Luckily I mostly slept."

Mother Jenny sits up, "Are you 'elling me that you," she points to stomach. "They know when your mother and I ..."

Alaya laughs, "Of course. Don't human fetuses hear the same?"

Mother Jenny shakes her head violently no.

"Oh."

Mother Vastra smiles, "I was incubated but I remember being in my egg talking to my sisters in their eggs. We had long conversations."

Mother Jenny looks to her wife, "Seriously?"

Alaya quickly adds, "I didn't know exactly what was going on. I felt the love, change in temperature and the voices close. Nothing more. It wasn't until I was older that I understood."

Mother Jenny hides under the blankets, "I am embarrassed."

Alaya comes over and pulls the blanket down, "Once I was born I knew who my mother was instantly. I needed to be close to feel you to taste you." She looks to her Mother Vastra, "I knew you were my mother by your scent. I have your scent in my blood. I am drawn to you like a magnet." Alaya looks sad, "My Fiona is right. I worship you. You are my goddess ... I have felt that about you since the day I was born."

"My blood pulls you close. "

"How are we to be equals? How did your sisters become equals?"

"We fought together. When one failed the other came in and gave strength. When I fail my sisters protected me. Each failure we bonded and became stronger."

"We need to bond. Which means you need to allow yourself to be weak."

Mother Vastra smiles. "I will try."

"I will not let you down."

"You will never let me down. To fail or make a mistake will only create the bond we seek."

"Will you disclose to me your failures, mistakes or indecisions?"

"I will."

Alaya smiles at her mothers, "I will return with supper."

Vastra and Jenny take the tea and sandwiches. Jenny pushes the large button.

" ... I found out I love to run. I have joined the athletics ... Luckily there are no other Silurians ..."

Alaya closes the door with a smile, she forgot how much she liked to run. "Maybe I should start running again."

She proceeds to prepared dinner. While it was simmering she decides tomorrow she will take the recordings to her wife.

Fiona finally wakes up from her long sleep. She looks around and smiles. No exercise this day or tomorrow. She has toast and jam. She talks to the Whiskey bottles, "I will have to say goodbye for now. Once the little ones have been weaned I shall drink the whole lot of you in in a day."

She goes over to the small bookcase and examines each title and realizes the books are not organized alphabetically. She steps back looks at the map and realize they are organized by location. She comes to the section she was hoping to find and pulls out the three books with Argentina in the title. She makes tea and sits by the window and begins to read.

A few hours later there is a knock the door. She gets up and opens to see the Messenger Cylinder hanging from the door knob.

Dearest Fiona,

I wanted to let you know that Mother Vastra and I have made headway. We know we have to work on some things.

Please take your time and enjoy your personal sanctuary. My mothers and I understand. We all need our private time.

I will have a treat for you tomorrow.

Are you able to take more time for a respite? If so, please do.

I love you.

Your Alaya

PS If there is a reply just rings the bell.

Fiona rings the bell without hesitation.

Moments later a soft knock on the door.

She opens and sees her wife smiling, "Please call Mary ask to reschedule. Negociate for me, even If I end up being on-call for a month. I do need the rest."

Alaya nods.

"Also tonight, will you join me for dinner?"

"Don't you want to be alone?"

"I do. I also want my wife to join me for dinner. Is that a mixed signal?"

"What time"

"Six?"

"I will be here with dinner." Alaya smiles and waves good bye

Fiona closes he door,'She respects me' and decides to take a nap.

Alaya returns home and knocks on her parents door.

"Come in."

Mother Vastra and Jenny are sitting up close together to watch Alaya's video journal. Mother Jenny with tears in her eyes point to the small viewer, "You are sad right now."

"It will pass." Alaya reminds her mothers. She walks to the end of the bed to announce, "I will be courting my wife tonight."

"I felt the bell." Mother Vastra licks the air.

"Just dinner. She already seems rested and more herself." Alaya attempts to peek at the screen by stretching her neck, "What are you watching now?"

"We are watching you attempt to make an egg holder?"

Alaya giggles at the memory, "It was interesting project to fight gravity without modern technology. It does come in handy. I thought of my mothers flying down spinning in the air using fabric. I did something similar, but the egg could not be scrambled so I had to build my own weight stabilizer." Alaya moves to Mother Jenny's side, "May I join you?"

Vastra helps Jenny to move to the middle of the bed. Alaya sits up and places her long legs up on the bed.

Mother Jenny touches her daughters face, "This is nice."

The twins kick.

Alaya places her hand on her mother's stomach, "We better continue before they get restless."

The three watch the remaining videos.

The mothers cheer, moan and find pleasure at Alaya's life at NNYU. When it came to meeting Daniela the family simply watched in silence.

Soon it was graduate school and internships and even teaching.

"Go back!" Vastra yells.

Alaya jumps and rewinds slowly.

"Stop. Play." Vastra scrutizes the video, "Stop. Look. Here." She points to the a section of the video during recruitment week. She is pointing to a Silurian human hybrid with shoulder length red hair and brown eyes. "Look at her! Is there a way to focus our attention to her?"

Alaya takes the device to zoom in. As It becomes clear it is obvious a woman standing in front of booth handing out flyers. Alaya, Jenny and Vastra all laugh. Vastra shakes her head, "Yes that is one of ours." As they realize the young woman is recruiting for women's cricket. Alaya zooms in and can make out the letters on her badge, "Hi. My Name is Jennifer."

Mother Jenny gasps.

They all drink in the picture in complete silence.

Vastra softly brings her family back. "We should continue." As she pushes the button and the video continues.

Alaya was proud of her achievements and forgot how much she accomplished in those six years. After the final video was shown it was nearly five. She takes the device and puts everything back into the box.

"May we watch again?" Mother Jenny asks

"I am here." Alaya stands up proudly.

"You are correct." Mother Vastra smiles, "You are here."

"I am going to get ready for my dinner with my wife. Your food is on the stove keeping warm."

Alaya opens the door to exit and turns back to her mothers, "Be kind to our guests." Alaya closes the door behind her to keep the warmth inside.

Mother Vastra pulls her wife close.

"I believe we must learn to like the sport, even if we secretly protest."

Mother Vastra nods in agreement.

"There is a Silurian hybrid who is named Jennifer. I wonder if she has a nickname? Do you think her friends called her Jen or Jenny?"

"Does it matter?"

Mother Jenny smiles and shakes her head no, "That was a gift."

"We should have seen those moving pictures five years ago." Mother Vastra begins to evaluate what she did wrong.

"Please don't." Mother Jenny takes her wife's hand.

"Don't what?"

"Start to evaluate the past. We need to focus on the future. We can learn from our Alaya to keep from doing the same to our growing family."

"We have to be strong for our family and vulnerable. It is an odd combination." Mother Vastra remarks, "It is much easier to pretend to be strong than it is to allow ourselves to be weak."

"Being strong under all circumstances has not worked out the way we planned."

Vastra shakes her head slowly, "We need to be stronger and allow us to be helped. We need to ask for help."

They both nod.

Vastra licks the air and frowns. "The scent of my family is weak."

"Fiona will return. We must be prepared for tweaks, just as Alaya said. Tweaks are easy."

"We will start small," Vastra responds with an inquisitive tone. "I have an idea."

Jenny sits up with a bit of difficulty. Once she can see her wife's face she asks, "What is your idea?"

"We share our journals."

Jenny opens her mouth to protests but then realizes it is a good idea. "It is scary being vunuralble."

"For a human it is scary," Vastra teases her wife.

"Hey!"

Vastra quickly adds, "For a Silurian it is almost impossible."

The twins kick.

"I believe these animals are ready to eat dinner." Vastra picks up her wife and carries her to the kitchen. "It is essential to feed them as quickly as possible. You would have taken too long to hobble into the kitchen."

"Hobble? I am carrying your two half-Silurian children inside here. You old lizard you better make no joke about the way I walk."

Vastra stops instantly, "What if one of our children is all hairy like an ape."

Jenny laughs to hard it starts to hurt her diaphragm. "My dear there is no primate in my family tree for billions of years. If our children will have hair it shall be more like mine and be located in certain areas."

"She didn't have uncontrollable hair." Vastra places her wife in her chair at the kitchen table.

"Who?" Jenny asks.

"Jennifer."

"Thank god!"