missed the children terribly while they were in
hiding, he did not at all mind a little break from
them with the knowledge they were safe and sound at
his brother's coronation. Sierra had been weighed
down not just by their two daughters, but also by
the added presence of their niece, Callista. She had
to be exhausted, and he had to do something nice for
her. That nice thing, it turned out, was a lot of
work for him. Renting a small boat at a nature
preserve outside of New Calamar, he found himself
rowing around a lake, and getting quite the
unexpected workout in the process. "Long ago this is
what it was like to be in a navy," he told her,
between slightly labored breaths as he continued
row. The lake was beautiful, filled with clear water
that allowed them to see far below the surface, and
they were surrounded by mountains that seemed to
stretch into the heavens. It was a far cry from
their planned home in the Sea Islands of Delaya, but
it did provide a much needed break from Imperial
service and parenthood. His comlink began to beep
with more mindless reports from his Lieutenant,
prompting him to take the device and chuck it into
the lake below. "Sorry, my dear. That shall be the
last interruption of the day," he informed her, as
he briefly stopped rowing just long enough to wipe
the sweat from his forehead. In front him was a
basket filled with food and drinks for their
lakeside picnic that he had an opportunistic junior
officer prepare that he would surely take credit
for, with the full knowledge that Sierra knew he did
not spend the morning making finger sandwiches.
The last few
days with Callista in addition to their girls had
been amazing. They had also been incredibly
exhausting! Sierra felt comfortable when Drusilla
had left with the girls to travel to Delaya for her
brother's coronation. It left her and Claudius with
a night free of work, worries, and children. Sierra
sat on the opposite side of the small boat from her
husband. She wore a marvelous smile on her face.
Natural beauty was something she enjoyed very much.
She didn't compare the sight around her to the Sea
Islands, but found that she loved the new treasure
that Claudius shared with her. She felt very relaxed
and happier than she could explain. Her smile grew.
"I don't think I'd have been successful in the navy.
I think my arms are the weakest part of my body."
She didn't envy him rowing. She appreciated it. She
appreciated the effort he put into their date.
turned to look over the crystal clear water. There
was life beneath the water; beautiful, multicolored
fish swam around the boat. The sound of his comlink
beeping drew her attention back to him. It seemed
that the Lieutenant didn't understand that work
hours alone and that they wished to be left alone.
To her surprise, he tossed the comlink into the
lake. It silenced as it plummeted down to the bottom
of the late. She leaned forward to steal a quick
kiss. It was then that beeping started again...only
this time it was Sierra's comlink. She laughed,
throwing it into the lake just as he had. "It's my
turn to apologize, huh?" Her hands rolled over his
as she sat back. "It's gorgeous here." She
commented. She had dressed up for the evening. It
wasn't that she hated her ISB uniform, she simply
*liked* dressing up from time to time. Her blonde
hair fell down in waves over her shoulders. She wore
a deep blue knee-length dress. She held herself with
confidence...confidence that her husband had gifted
"We can only
hope that she does not shuttle down to our last
reported location and attempt to give us her
briefing in person," Claudius told Sierra after she
gave him a brief kiss, but although he was joking it
*was* something the Chiss Lieutenant would do. "I
would like to thank you for all you have done with
the girls lately ... I know it hasn't been easy," he
said to her, as he resumed rowing, while the wake
the small boat produced attracted sealife of all
kinds. "I wanted to talk to you about something," he
said, as his tone became a bit more serious. "No
more missions, okay? You've our son to think about,"
he said, as the recent missions on Delaya had given
him nothing but concern. The last one in particular,
which had nearly cost his brother his life. "Now
that my family has been restored to me, and is
growing, I simply cannot bare the thought of losing
you," he told her, while continuing to do his best
effort to row.
Oh, she could
visualize that all day long. She laughed softly.
"She'll make one very awkward third wheel." Sierra
began to blush as he thanked her. She loved him. She
loved the girls...even if Drusilla's spoiled
attitude had resulted in her having to beg Max Rebo
to perform at their home this very weekend. The deal
resulted in Sierra agreeing to play three nights of
shows in New Calamar since he was out a musician.
For the girls, for Claudius, she would pluck the
stars from the sky. "It's my pleasure, my love. I'll
do anything for our family." Which made this the
perfect time to bring up her missions. She, too,
fell serious. She listened to him closely as he
crossed a new topic: her missions. The last one had
been a real injection of reality for Sierra as well.
Marcus had been injured so badly. It could have been
her. She could have been killed on Papius' doorstep.
That was *not* what she wanted. She couldn't risk
herself and Bruce anymore.
him completely. "Okay. No more missions. I don't
want anything to happen to me or our son. That last
trip to Delaya... It was a lot. The last few trips
were a reminder that I simply *can't*. I cannot be
like Kerrie or El-Nay. I need to leave the combat to
them." She realized that there were times when she
disregarded her own safety for the safety of her
girls. It couldn't continue to be like that. The
thought of dying and not spending another moment
with Claudius was too painful. She loved him, so she
couldn't destroy him by falling in combat. "Is there
anything else on your mind, my love?"
Claudius said, cryptically, as he ceased rowing and
allowed his eyes to move down towards the picnic
basket. "I got you a small present. It isn't much,
but *we* need it," he said to her, as he drew the
oars in alongside him into the boat. Now that they
were into the center of the bank he reached for the
anchor and threw it overboard, allowing them to
remove relatively stationary. With the boat secure
he leaned forward towards the picnic basket, opening
it, and revealing that on top of the food was the
rank insignia of an Imperial Major.
"Congratulations, you've been promoted," he said,
knowing full well they would need the bump in pay
that came with her promotion with additional
children on the way. "Don't get this get to your
head, *Major* Rodney," he said to her, with a smirk.
Next to the rank insignia was a bottle of sparkling
starfuit cider, as alcoholic beverages were no
longer an option for his pregnant wife. "This calls
for a celebration," he said, as he pulled the bottle
out of the basket and began working on the cork. A
moment later it burst forward, hitting him in the
nose, and causing him to stumble back in the boat.
"I'm okay," he said, from behind his hand as he
brought it up to pinch at his nose. His limited
domestic skills had once again shown why the Rodney
men belonged in a bubble. He imagines their son
tripping and falling inside the womb.
followed his down to the picnic basket. A present..?
Was it...was it pudding? Sierra wondered. *They*
needing pudding, right? She scooted closer towards
the edge of her seat. As he opened the picnic
basket, he revealed something very surprising: a
rank insignia. Her eyes lit up. She had wanted to
move up rank. The pay raise was a huge motivator,
but it also felt good to know she was doing her job
well. This promotion was infinitely better than her
one to Commander. She felt good inside. "Horray!
Thank you, *Governor*." She took the rank insignia
and pinned it on her dress. She giggled softly,
having just been thinking that she'd ask him to call
her 'Major Rodney' in bed tonight. "It totally was
going to my head already." She pushed back blonde
locks that fell in front of her eyes. She was
tickled and totally happy.
He even had
her favorite sparkling starfruit cider. Mmm! She
watched the cork burst out of the bottle and hit him
in the nose. Ouch! "Are you...!?" She began asking
him, only to have him reassure her that he was okay.
Sierra looked at him, then reached to her side to
reveal her purse. She opened it up. A second later,
she showed him a tiny first aid kit she carried in
it. "Are you sure..?" She smiled. Poor Bruce was
going to have a tough time when he learned to walk.
The boy was destined to be clumsy. She set her purse
aside, withdrawing two flutes from the picnic
basket. She snuck the bottle out of his hand and
replaced it with a flute which she filled, then her
own. "We have a lot to celebrate, don't we?" She set
the bottle down. "Like you being the greatest
husband in the history of the galaxy. I love you so
much." She lifted her flute to him for a toast.
"I really am
fine," Claudius said, as he lowered his hand to
reveal that mild bruising had formed upon his nose.
Taking his filled flute, he briefly connected it
with her glass. "To us!" he said, as he raised the
glass to his lips and took a sip. "Don't worry. I
haven't forgotten," he said, as he reached down into
the picnic basket to reveal that he had stocked up
on pudding for their little adventure. "By now
Marcus and Zara have been coronated and we are
officially free," he told her, relaxing somewhat at
the notion that he had one less problem to worry
about. With all that had gone on, on Delaya, he
almost feld bad for them. Almost. Until he
remembered how Zara had shot Sierra.
Ouch, his nose
*had* to hurt. As they toasted, she took a little
sip of her drink. For a second time, he reached into
the picnic basket. This time, he revealed what she
thought to be her original gift. Sierra felt that
much more pleased. "Exactly. Greatest husband ever."
This pudding was convenient, unlike having to climb
down Mount Everest at home to acquire pudding.
Instead of attacking the pudding immediately, she
picked up one of the cute, finger sandwiches. As
morning sickness died, Sierra's appetite had begun
to return. "That's wonderful news. It was all too
much. I think life has been much smoother since we
returned back to Esseles. At least no one within our
home is trying to murder us." She reached towards
him. Her free hand ran over his hand before taking
it. Though his time as Duke was brief, she felt
pride in him regardless. She didn't think all that
had happened was *his* fault. It was circumstances,
not him. "Was it wise of us to send all the girls
their way?" Sierra chuckled to herself. Revenge!
"Did you see Callista left wearing that tiara? She
"Are you sure
we can trust Drusilla?" Claudius asked, before he
started laughing. Clearly she was disappointed by
his abdication, but certainly not enough to conspire
about his death. "Yes. We needed the time alone, and
had we not been represented at the coronation in
some fashion it would have created quite the scandal
and perhaps delegitimized his reign," he explained,
though he had quite enough of talking about his
estranged brother and sister-in-law. "Yes. I did.
She's very cute," he said to her, as suddenly he
looked past her, seeming to grow quiet and distant
as if his mind was someplace else. "You know ...
I've been thinking," he said to her, quietly, as he
avoided making eye contact with her at any and all
costs. "After our son is born would you like to try
for a daughter? One that isn't either using military
assets to Rebel against us or spoiled rotten to the
core?" he asked, pressing her, as he had hoped to do
better next time. Callista had showed him what a
truly kind daughter could be like.
shrugged her shoulders. "I... I figure we'll find
out in the morning. If there are no stories trending
mentioning us, then we're safe." She knew that she
had gifted Marcus and Zara with a handful, but, she
agreed that it was important for someone to
represent them. The alone time was an added perk. It
was lovely to check out of parenting for a single
night every rare once in awhile. After all, it was
important to continue giving their relationship
attention. Sierra was still thinking about Callista.
The little girl had been desperate to help the
cleaning droid earlier. It was so darn adorable. As
she finished her little sandwich, Claudius opened a
new topic. He wasn't making eye contact...was there
something behind her? She peered over her shoulder
to ensure herself that Marcus' sea beast hadn't used
instant transmission to move into this lake.
nothing but the beauty of the land behind her, so
she face him again. She smiled sweetly, opening
herself up to whatever he wanted to talk about. Her
cheeks flushed as he brought up trying for a
daughter. With Callista around, it was hard to not
think about it. Callista melted hearts and improved
the moods of everyone. She thought she might have
even seen her make Dru smile. Sierra happily ran her
hands over his face to bring his attention back to
her. "I'd love to, Claudius. I'm glad you brought it
up because I've been thinking about it too. Callista
is such a sweet, precious little girl. It makes me
think of what kind of daughter we would have." Her
blush became more apparent as she continued
speaking. She loved her family and she was on board
for expanding it, as seen by her occupied womb. Her
finger brushed back through his hair. "Perhaps I've
been thinking about it a bit too much. I've got a
name in mind." She teased.
these babies to pay for you'll need a Colonel's
salary before too long, my love," Claudius said, as
he smiled at her from across the rowboat. "Before
seeing New Alderaan I was tempted to keep Callista
here with us, but now that I've seen it I can see
that it is where she belongs and would be a good
home for her," he explained, with a reluctant nod of
his head. "A name?" he said, happy to find that they
were on the same page and perhaps his request was
not too crazy considering she was currently
pregnant. "And, what name is that?" he asked,
pressing her, as he leaned forward, closer to her.
His eyes were wide, and he was breathless, hanging
on her next word.
"I'll get there! I haven't heard any complaints from
my bossman yet. I must be doing something right."
Sierra knew everything would work out one way or
another. She'd get another promotion in time. "I
felt the same temptation. Seeing it, I'm glad her
situation has improved so much. I don't like keeping
Ewwiekewwieikkie away from her. It seemed Mug felt
the same last time I saw him and was willing to work
something out." Sierra had hooked in her husband.
She looked at him with a sparkle in her eyes. He was
so close to her that she couldn't resist kissing
him, torturing him for minutes longer. "Olivia." She
told him. Obviously, it was partially a way of
remember his lost mother and a woman they both
loved. It also had its own, unique twist. Now it was
Sierra who desperately awaited his next word. She
*needed* to know what he thought of it.
Claudius said quietly, as a dreamy smile crept upon
his lips. "Olivia..." he repeated again, but this
time louder, before gently standing up in the boat.
"Olivia!" he screamed at the top of his lungs,
excitedly, causing his voice to travel and rattle in
the distant mountain ranges. Unfortunately, in his
excitement he forgot he was standing in a rowboat.
The boat began to rock from side to side from his
excited motions and before he knew it he fell over
the starboard side right into the lark with a
tremendous splash. He went under, but fortunately he
had spent so much time with Sierra in the Sea
Islands that he was an experienced swimmer. "I'm all
wet," he said, as his head breached the surface,
looking at her from outside the boat. Suddenly his
mouth open and a blast of water surged forward from
his mouth at her.
Olivia. Both were good, strong names. Olivia
instantly got the husband's seal of approval as he
repeated it. It was the smile that crept over his
face that made her certain he loved it. Sierra
watched him shout the name out to the heavens. She
felt *very* happy. "Olivia!" She yelled with him as
the boat began to rock. Her hands clung to the
sides, but he was thrown into the lake. Sierra
giggled at her wet husband once he had resurfaced.
"That you are!" She poked his nose gently only to be
blasted with a surge of water in the chest. She
tried her best to make an angry face, but her smile
ruined it. "Oh! Now you're in trouble!" Sierra stood
up, diving into the water near him and splashing him
in the process. She resurfaced beside him with her
cheeks slightly bulging with water. Payback! She
squirted at him!
Before long a
school of dolphins had come to investigate the
newest visitors to the lake, cautiously circling
around them before, pressing in closer to
investigate. "Everywhere we go, nature follows,"
Claudius told her, as he moved closer to her in the
surprisingly warm water. "I really should have had
us worn bathing suits, but I didn't want to give
away the surprise," he told her, before moving
directly in front of her, treading water. As she
splashed him he did not protest, but simply moved
his face in towards her to place a loving kiss upon
her. "I love you so much," he said, before wrapping
his arms tightly around her. It would not be long
until she was as pregnant and immobile as Zara, so
he intended to enjoy the time he had now while he
could do things like this with her.
could officially check off 'swim with the dolphins'
from her bucket list. She'd had an unhealthy
fascination with them as a child after reading a
marvelous book about swimming with them. She was in
awe. Somehow, the man before her continued to make
her happier and happier. She truly felt like the
most lucky girl in the galaxy because Claudius made
for her perfect partner. She had no qualms about
getting her clothing wet. This surprise had been so
wonderful. Sierra's revenge ended in passion. She
kissed him, truly feeling so in love with him. Each
day they were together, she discovered a new reason
to adore him. "I love you so much." She locked her
arms around his neck. They were both so wet and
silly! Her forehead pressed into his. "I take it you
*really* like the name then?" She teased her love,
releasing a sigh of pure contentment. "I love you, I
really do. You know, I didn't think anything like
what we have would ever happen for me. My
childhood...my time with Rikka, it had lasting
effects. She convinced me that I was a person I
wasn't all the while planting insecurities in my
mind. Yet, the longer I'm with you, the more all of
that heals. Frankly, you make me feel like the
hottest lady out there. How can I be insecure?" She
laughed. "*You* make me feel so good. I *love* you.
I'll spend my entire life making sure you know
"I love the
name. As soon as our son is born we'll give your
womb a rest and then, for the first time, I'll try
for a daughter," Claudius said to her, as he moved
his hand to press some wet locks out of her face.
"You have nothing to be insecure about. You have
made me happier than I deserve," he told her, as he
drew her close to him. "I love you so much, and for
the first time in a long time I am looking forward
to my future," he said, as he passionately kissed
her in the tranquil waters of the Esselian lake.
"You know what happened to the Grand Moff who got
everything he wanted?" he asked, in a rhetorical
question. "He lived happily ever after," he told
her, with another impassioned kissed.
The cool water
of the lake did nothing to calm his urges, and while
he had her he began to undress her. As he slid his
own pants off they descended to the bottom of the
lake, never to be seen again. He was not thinking
about how he would make it back to the estate. He
was only thinking about how much he wanted her.
All this talk
of filling her womb again turned Sierra on. The
water around her was warm, but her body was so much
warmer. Her heart was full of love for him, and she
wanted to promptly express it to him in the greatest
way possible. As they treaded water together,
Claudius Rodney melted her heart. She, too, was
looking forward to the future for the first time in
her life. She had everything she wanted, everything
she needed. "Happily ever after.." She repeated.
Their love transcended reality. She knew his words
to be true; they would live happily ever after. The
young woman poured her passion out in their kisses.
She was so happy that she had managed to find the
love of her life.
together, Sierra became aware that she wasn't the
only one catching heat from the intensely emotional
moment. Her dress was easy for him to remove and
once it was gone, Sierra didn't think twice about
it. The only logical thought in her head was that
she was going to take her husband right in the
middle of his lake. Nothing else mattered. It
certainly didn't matter that she was very much so
naked and now he was half nude.
As he came
down from his blissful state the implications of
what had happened finally dawned upon him. "Sierra,
I've lost my pants!" he said in a panic, as he
remained in the water with him, now a little murky,
wondering how he would ever make it back safely. It
was then that he heard the sound of an Imperial
engine. It was a shuttle ... it would seem the Chiss
Lieutenant *had* gotten concerned when her comms
entered reality. "Pants..?" She blinked. "*Pants*!
*Dress*!" She looked around, quickly spotting a
dolphin who was playing with her dress as it swam in
the water. To make matters worse, what had been a
funny joke between them turned into a reality. The
Chiss Lieutenant was coming to join them. Where were
Claudius' pants?! The water was mostly clear. There
were some things that people were bound to notice!
Grabbing her dress from the dolphin, she quickly
slid into it. "I have an idea!" She exclaimed,
quickly ushering him back into the boat. Sierra sat
in his lap and spread out the skirt of her dress as
much as she could to cover him. It made it less
noticeable that he wore nothing from the waist down.
Sierra tried to act casual, or simply like she
hadn't just achieved a mind-numbing orgasm.
Claudius was covered up only by the presence of his
wife on his lap, which would have failed miserably
if not for the plentiful nature of her derriere. "Oh
this isn't going to work at all," he moaned, as he
wrapped his arms around her from behind. Near the
shoreline he watched as the shuttle touched down on
the shoreline, and Imperial troops began to descend.
The Lieutenant pointed at the rowboat, causing
Claudius to bury his face in Sierra's shoulder to
hide him embarrassment. "It would seem there is no
endless supply of privacy, my love," he said, as he
kissed the side of her neck. "We must cherish what
little we have, when we have it," he said, with a
contented sigh as he prepared for the embarrassment
already an incredibly embarrassing situation. Sierra
felt like *she* was the exposed one as the Imperial
shuttle touched down and troops...the people they
saw on a near daily basis...loaded out. "It would
seem so..." She sighed, nuzzling her face against
his head affectionately. She saw a small group of
Stormtroopers load themselves into a rowboat and
begin making their way over. When they were close
enough that they could hear her, Sierra spoke up.
"We're *fine*." She reassured the troopers. "Return
to the Retributor. I will call the Lieutenant as
soon as we arrive home." She was doing her best to
avoid making this situation even worse for her
husband. One trooper spoke into a comm, then began
heading back to shore awkwardly. Sierra sighed.
"Crisis averted, I think... Let's go home. We can't
get in trouble for being pantless there." She
smiled. It had been a damn good night.