<USS Avalon> Going Home

Vilya didn't care for their temp quarters on Izar.  Too small and  
impersonal, she told herself.  Hopefully it'll be more comfortable on the  
Avvy-C.  
That's what she was mulling over as she made her way back to the  rooms on 
Izar.  
Time, she thought, to collect him, Zachan, and Daddy.
 
When she entered, She found her husband sitting in front of the comm screen  
with a rather peculiar look on his face.  She'd never seen him look so  darkly 
serious.  "What's the matter?" she asked automatically.  "Comm  giving you 
trouble again?"
 
"No," he said slowly, his arm reaching to encircle her waist and pull her  
onto his lap.  "I actually figured it out the first time for once.  It  was my 
mother.  Daniel's had to take a lo eave of absence..."
 
"Oh no!"  She was very fond of his oldest brother, who'd married them  and 
who served as a guide for Ming all his life.  "Is he alright?"
 
Ming nodded slowly.  "His sister-in-law's been pregnant several times  and 
always miscarried.  Seems she finally, by the grace of God, managed to  hang 
onto one but she's confined to bed rest.  He's gone with Sarah to help  her and 
her family.  He, ah, asked Mama to pass me a message and I really  want to take 
up the request he made."
 
"What's that?" she asked, stroking a thumb across his brow to ease the  frown 
lines.
 
"He wants me to look out for his flock on Kauai while he's gone.   They've 
been without before, before the locals asked him to come aboard, but he  
doesn't 
think it's fair to them.  Neither do I," he explained, looking up  at her 
with the last part.
 
"Then we'll go."
 
"But your position..."
 
"Hang the position.  Commander Kabuki'll take me back in a  heartbeat.  If 
not..." She shrugged indifferently.  "If not, I can  work on my tan and teach 
our son to swim.  Accept it, Patrick.  Family  is more important."

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