Snapshots by Patrick, Daniel, & Zachan Kabuki, Pila & Andy Maluhia, and Li Nalas and Vilya Except for the few days she spent with Ming before she was posted to the Avalon, Vilya never truly had the experience of living in a normal Human community. Starfleet was not, she told herself, normal. Then again, she had no idea if anyone would call the community Ming's brother lived in 'normal' but it certainly seemed considerably more domestic and simply more homelike than shipboard life. They were outrageously friendly people, the evidence of that starting with her greeting on the beach by the oldest boy of one of the larger families. The sweet faced boy led her up to Daniel's house, which he called the parsonage, happily describing the people and places they passed. When they finally got there, it was to find Ming seated on what was called the lanai of the house, talking to a slightly older Human who was obviously a native of the area. "Wow, you really do look a lot like Reverend K," Andy announced as he caught sight of Ming. "That, my young friend, is because the other Reverend K is my brother," Ming said, smiling brightly as Andy handed the baby to him. He glanced at the other man then reached to muss the boy's hair. "Except, Analu Maleko, I'm the youngest and your dad tells me you're the oldest." Andy grinned as his father slipped an arm around his sturdy shoulders. The resemblance was obvious to Vilya. The boy not only had his father's smile, but was built like him, too, promising to be a large muscular man when he reached adulthood. "Vilya, this is Pila Maluhia, one of the committee members in Daniel's congregation," Ming said as he drew her closer. "E komo mai, Mrs. Kabuki," Pila began, taking one of her slender hands in his large ones as he offered a crooked smile. "Or is it Mrs. Li? I met your dad, who, by the way, is out fishing with my dad, and he wasn't quite sure." "Li is for Starfleet and Kabuki is for home so it's Lieutenant Li and Mrs. Kabuki," she replied, bemused over the thought of her father out fishing. "I want you to know Andy here was a great help in escorting us up here. You've got yourself a fine boy." "Thanks, I like to think so, too. He says he's joining Starfleet once he's old enough," Pila stated. "Oh really? You're only ten, Andy," she said, smiling at the boy who was now hanging over his father's shoulder. "So sure already?" Andy nodded, even upside down. "Oh yeah but I want to be a Marine. Little Z-Man can be regular Starfleet if he wants." "Z-Man?" Ming asked dubiously. "Our son, at such a tender age, has acquired yet another nickname." ~~~~~~~~~~ Vilya picked her way down the packed dirt path, working her way to the beach. Ming's sister-in-law Sarah said her husband would be down on the beach, taking a break, things Vilya knew Daniel's physician required he take daily. The family had just returned from Sarah's sister's the night before. Daniel wasn't at breakfast, prompting one of the children to inform her that 'Daddy sleeps late sometimes.' Finally, she spotted the man, looking so much like his youngest brother, leaning up against a tree with his long legs stretched out in front of him. "Daniel?" she called softly. Are we disturbing you?" Daniel put away the book he'd been reading and waved her over. "Never, especially since I see my new favorite nephew is with you. Come have a seat and enjoy the view." She put down the basket she was carrying but, before she could sit, Daniel sat up further so that he could take Zachan from her. "Thanks," she said simply as she patted the basket. "Lunch for you. Sarah said if you don't eat then she's going to tell your mother." Daniel snorted in outright amusement. Tickling his nephew under the chin, said, "A bit of information for you, Zachan: Grandma K hates when people skip meals. You, my boy, have that adorable baby chunkiness so she won't pick on you. I know she's got t'be just loving you." Vilya laughed brightly at that. "You got it exactly so eat lunch with us--or me really since the little prince has already eaten." "In a minute," Daniel said softly. His blue eyes were drinking in his nephew's every feature. "He's beautiful, Vilya. God's blessed you and my baby brother." "Very true." There was no reason to argue her Prophets or his God. The intent was the same and she knew he and Ming preached that. "He's such a sweet baby, already used to so much attention." "I wouldn't worry about that, Vilya. He'll stay a good boy. His parents are too sensible to let what he means to Bajor get to his head," Daniel told her. He pressed his nose to the baby's wispy red hair. "Lord but I love that smell." "Why do you think Daddy's stayed with us?" she asked. "Bad enough to be the Narvach when he just wants to be Grandpa Nalas but he says it's not fair to put that pressure on his grandson, on a teeny baby. He adores this boy." "Your dad's funny, Vilya. He doesn't seem to mind that my bunch is calling him 'Grandpa', too." He laughed as he reached, one handed, into the basket to see what his wife packed. "And they already have two full sets of grandparents." "Here--hand him back so you can eat," she fussed as she reached for the baby. Settling him so that he could see his uncle, she added, "I noticed that, too. I know the whole way Daddy returned to us makes you and Ming uncomfortable but it came down to him wanting to see Zachan grow up. He says if he's going to be a grandfather then he's going to be a grandfather." ~~~~~~~~~~ "You know," Daniel cajoled, "you four could just stay here with us on Kauai." He was walking them to the ferry dock. They'd take the ferry to the mainland and head to the Fleet transit area, from which they'd head to Vilya's new assignment. ' Renaissance', both her father and Daniel agreed, had good portent attached to its name. Of course, the man also made it clear that he'd miss them mightily. "Think about it, little brother," Daniel continued. "The folks here have taken a shine to you, you and I work well together, Dad and Mr. Li get on like old friends..." "We'll be back to stay one day," Vilya told him. "All of us." Her father chuckled at that. "After all, how could a man not visit six grandchildren he never had before?" "Better make that seven, sir," Daniel said, clearing his throat lightly even as his face flushed with pleasure and pride. "Daniel!" Vilya exclaimed even as Ming hugged his brother. "Sarah never said anything." "That's because she just told me," Daniel replied, still grinning like an idiot, "a little happy news to start your trip."