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Written by Leah and Shelonei
         A squeal of delight and additional joy accompanied the alarm that warned of reversion in ten minutes. "HOBBIE!!!!"
         He rushed into the cockpit, instantly awake, as he jumped into the pilot seat and looked over the controls. Seeing nothing was wrong, and slapping off the alarm, he looked at Feni, "What?"
         She was bouncing in her seat, unable to really speak, though her mouth moved and emitted little squeaks and half words. So in answer, she pointed at the message on her screen.
         Blinking, he looked.
         It was all official and politely worded, detailing how Freitech Industries wished to purchase her designs and was willing to work with her long distance through conference calls and messages to build her ship.
         He looked at Feni, "That's amazing! Congratulations!"
         She was out of her seat and had her arms around him in the blink of an eye. "I can't believe it! They said my designs were brilliant!"
         He chuckled, and hugged her back. "That's wonderful for you, Fen."
         Sitting herself on his lap, she bounced a few more times before making herself settle. "Us, Hobbie, wonderful for us. The letter said I get to pick my test pilot team." She grinned curiously. "What do you think?"
         He put a hand to his head in mock dispair, "Not MORE work!"
         She tried to smile sweetly. "I'm sure SF Command would be more than happy to temporarily reassign a testing team for the next line of snubfighter."
         He chuckled, "Fen, I would love to help testpilot those things, however... I kind of have other responsibilities and I don' tknow if I can do it."
         *can, in good conscience, do
         She nodded, still too excited, pressing a couple of warm kisses to his face before slipping from his lap back to the copilot seat.
         Soon, they reverted to realspace and were shortly making their final approach to Tibrin. The deep blues of the planet were mesmerising, and Hobbie couldn't help but disobey commands and fly low above the waves before shooting up to
         where he could land easily in the floating city's spaceport.
         She held on to the arm rests with white knuckles, though laughed gleefully when he near skipped over the water like a pebble on a lake.
         He grinned at her as he did so, and soon they'd set down and shut off the transport, He led her off the craft.
         Bag over her shoulder, she slipped her fingers through Hobbie's and let him lead her about. They'd get lost if she took lead on an unfamiliar planet.
         At the bottom of the ram stood an Ishi Tib with a grin on it's strange star-shaped face. "Ah, I knew it was you, Klivian. I commed your mother to let you know you were on your way.
         She's extatic and expecting you," his eyes travelled to see Feni, "You brought a girl home?" his eyes, if it were possible, widened gleefuly. "Oh this IS news!"
         She blushed a little, though turned sort of a teasing grin up to him. She said nothing.
         Hobbie chuckled nervously, "Yes, Kreelnau'ta - I brought a girl home. I'm sure by tonite everyone in the city will know," he chuckled. "If you don't mind, I'm sort of in a hurry to go see Mother."
         "of course, of course! You and the lovely lady go see your mother," he winked amiably and turned back to his work.
         Hobbie chuckled and led her down into the city streets, within five minutes, they'd reached a modest home.
         A young boy, eyes brown and hair blonde, ran out to meet them. "Uncle Derek! You're here!!"
         She let go of his hand, her fingers wrapping around the strap over her shoulder. His home, his family, she'd just stay in the background for now. THough it was fun to see where he came from.
         Hobbie caught the ten-year-old up into his arms and gave him a hug before setting him down, "Yes Corthan, I'm here," he chuckled. "I'd like you to meet Feni," he motioned to her.
         She smiled and waved amiably at the boy. "Hey there, Corthan, nice to meet you."
         His young eyes grew wide, "Pleased to meet you, Miss Feni," he bowed slightly, very polite. "C'mon Grandmother's waiting!" With that, he grabbed each of them by hand and started pulling them to the house.
         The look she gave Hobbie was very impressed. She'd not met many kids that she liked, let alone was impressed by.
         He shrugged and mouthed over the blonde boy's head, 'wait until you meet Mother....'
         She wasn't sure if that was supposed to be comforting and if it had worked,.
         As soon as they entered, they were met by a frail, proper looking woman, with a huge grin. She reached out and gathered Hobbie to her, "My boy, it's been too long. You should visit more often!"
         "I'm sorry, Mother. Things are busy right now, with the New Republic still gathering it's feet under herself and all."
         "That's no excuse," she stepped back and looked at him. "I think you look happier this time a-" then she noticed Feni. And she smiled, "I think I know why."
         "Mother, this is Fenig Durak."
         Again, twice in ten minutes, Fen blushed. "Hello. I'm so happy to finally meet you."
         "I am also very pleased to meet you dear," she drew Fenig into a hug, "Derek hasn't looked this happy in years."
         Hobbie blushed some, "Mother...."
         Fen hugged her back gently, glad for the hug as it hid her extreme blush.
         "Hush hush, come eat something," she turned and waved them to follow her ot the Kitchen, "Tell me all that's been going on in your lives."
         "Yay, food!" Corthan almost bounced after her.
         Hobbie chuckled and held a hand out to Fenig, "Shall we?"
         She took his hand and nodded. "Lead the way."
         As they entered the Kitchen, Corthan was getting underfoot while Mother Klivian was pulling out desserts to set uponthe table.
         "Sit, sit and start talking."
         She looked to Hobbie to start this one.
         Once again, Hobbie marveled at how his mother had changed in the years since Aila and his father had been killed. She'd gone from being a stuffy socialite to a bustling mother hen. He liked the change - he'd gotten to know her be
         tter in the intervening years than he did when he was growing up.
         He cleared his throat, "Well, uhm, Mother - Fen and I are engaged." He just came right out and said it.
         It was a good thing she'd just set the cake on the table, because she would have dropped it. "MArried!?" She grinned happily. "Oh that's wonderful!"
         This had to be one of the quieter moments when she wasn't thinking about fighting in giant droids that Hobbie had ever seen her. All she could do was grin from ear to ear.
         "Yes. Today if at all possible."
         "Today?!" she almost squealed
         "Yes Mother, today. We wanted to be married as soon as possible."
         She eyed the two suspiciously over Corthan's oblivious eating form. "Grandchildren?" she queried.
         That dulled Fen's smile a bit as she looked to Hobbie.
         Hobbie, an expert at reading his mother's moods, decided to nod, "Well, you HAVE been bothering me to give you some for the past ten years...."
         She chuckled and shook her head, "Very well then." She looked at Fenig, "Do you love my son?"
         "Very much so, yes ma'am." Her hands were folded primly in her lap, her back straight against the chair back, but her smile and shining eyes were all very sincere.
         She nodded with a smile then turned on her son, "And you love her, I know just by looking at you." She grinned, "Well, today is a wedding day. Let me call Klautnor." She turned and headed out the room.
         When she was gone, Fen released a bit of breath she'd inadvertantly been holding.
         Corthan, who hadn't even looked like he was remotely listening, then looked up. "So you're pregnant, Miss Feni?"
         "Corthan Derek Reidar," Hobbie chided him, "That' s no way to speak to a lady."
         He made a face, "Sorry Uncle Derek," he looked at Feni, "But are you? Cause that's okay. I just wanna know."
         She laughed softly. "Hobbs, it's alright. Really." She looked to Corthan, smiling lightly. "Yes, I am."
         The boy jumped up and ran around the table to hug her, "Yay! I'm gonna get a cousin!" He looked up at her, "Can I call you Auntie Feni?"
         "'Cause, I could use an Auntie."
         Hobbie had to hide his chuckle and smile behind a hand. Corthan was way too curious for his own good sometimes. He'd probably grow up to be Intel or some such nonsense like that.
         Her smile was about ready to break her face in half. She laughed softly and hugged Corthan back. "Sure, Auntie Feni is fine I suppose, but it's an awfully long name. Why not just Feni?"
         "Because that wouldn't be proper," he nodded. "And Grandmother likes me to be a little gentleman."
         Hobbie nodded, "You can take the woman out of the social circles, but you can't take the socialite out of Mother."
         Wow. This properness was something she was really going to have to get used to. Her family, though it had been well respected and had good manners when company was around, tended to enjoy dinner in the family room in front of the        tube at least six nights a week.
         Whereas Hobbie had grown up eating in a dining room with children should be seen and not heard... as well as being mostly raised by a nanny. Opposites attract, it seems.
         Mother Klivian soon re-entered - her hands clasped primly before her. "I just spoke with Klautnor. He said he will be arriving in about three hours. Miss Durak, Do you have anything you need before then?"
         She could think of a few things, though was hesitant to ask. It wouldn't be polite. "No, but thank you."
         "Are you certain? You *are* about to become my daughter-in-law."
         "I'm certain. You've been so kind, especially after we popped in on you like this."
         "Oh no problem, not at all, dear. Now why don't you two go put your things in Derek's room and just relax. I have to bring. Corthan to a swim-meet, but we'll be back in time."
         She smiled at the two and, planting a kiss on hobbie's cheek, and waiting while Corthan gave his uncle a hug, the two left.
         "Good luck, Cort!" Hobbie called after his 'nephew'.
         She held that last breath until the door was closed. "Oh goodness," she breathed softly.
         Hobbie chuckled and stood, taking the bag on his shoulder, "Really, Fen - she's not all that bad. Just a bit... " he shrugged.
         She looked around her and shook her head. "I'm sorry, love, but I feel like this is a casual museum."
         "Just be glad you're meeting her now, and not twelve years or so ago."
         "Why?"
         "She's a lot easier to know, now. I didn't really even get to know her until she moved to Tibrin."
         "I'll take your word for it." Her eyes roamed the room for a moment before she shifted a bit in her chair. "Hobbie?"
         "Yeah?"
         "I really need a shower," she admitted a bit quickly. "My hair is starting to get rough from our swim."
         He chuckled, "C'mon. I'll show you where the 'fresher is, you can have first dibs."
         "Great."
You have just entered room "wedding bells 12497637131."
        And so, Hobbie led the way to a small stepcase and up to the second floor.
         Fen carried the bag with her, glad that she packed little travel bottles of shampoo and
         conditioner and the like.
         Hobbie led her to his room, then grabbed a robe from the closet. The room was meticulous, but that was to be expected. "Fresher's first door to the left, Fen." he smiled
         as he handed her the robe. "There're towels in a closet there."
         It was so perfect in his room that she was almost afraid to step on the carpet for fear of leaving
         a footprint behind in the deeper pile. She took the robe gingerly as her eyes roamed, nodding
         absently at the closet comment.
         "You alright, Fen?"
         'It's so clean!'
         "I haven't been here in three years - what did you expect?" he chuckled.
         'When I went back home when Dad was sick, my room still had my original mess on the floor.'
         He chuckled, "Well, I guess each family is a bit different." He didn't mention that he'd been the one to clean up when he left, last.
         Well, considering the method in which she left -running- she didn't have time to clean.
        "Go on and take that shower, Fen - the sooner you do so, the sooner I can as well."
         She grinned at him andheld back a very obvious retort for the sake of being in his
         mother's home.
         He shooed her out, then turned to look over his old room. He really should come visit more often - he'd have to try to make a habit of that.
         She showered quickly, an odd thought considering all the hair she has to
         wash. When she came back out, wrapped in the towel and robe, she smiled
         softly at Hobbie. 'I'm still entirely too excited.'
         He brought a hand up to brush at her hair, "You missed some - there's still salt up near your scalp." He grabbed her hand and dragged her back to the 'fresher, "here, let me help."
         She laughed softly, rubbing her fingers over her hairline ot try and get the offending
         salt.
         Once inside the 'fresher, he pulled off her robe, and his own clothes, and pushed her into the shower to help her with her hair.
         Oh how he loved her long hair. Soon they were finished cleaning up, and he passed the robe back to her as he wrapped a towel about himself, grabbing up his clothes and heading back with her to his room.
         'And here I was trying to be nice and not shower with you in your mother's home.
         So much for that,' shje teased as she gently pushed him toward his clothes.
         "Saves water," he teased right back as he moved to sit on his bed and see what she'd packed for him.
         "You can not possibly believe HOW glad I am you didn't grab my dress uniform...."
         'I don't really like them. I think they look uncomfortable. Besides, I'm not wearing
         white, why should you?'
         She shrugged and slipped on her simple silk dress, moving to a mirror to comb through
         He chuckled and shook his head ruefully as he began dressing.
         her hair and start the drying process
         He moved up behind her when he'd finished, brushing her hair away from her neck and kissing the nape of it.
         she shivered softly and smiled at his reflection. 'Love you'
         He didn't answer, trailing kisses along her neck to suckle on her earlobe from behind while he slid his arms around to hug her from behind.
         Leaning back against him, she swayed them to an soundless tune, smiling like
         a fool.
         He stopped and simply rested his head atop hers as they swayed, humming tunelessly.
         *
         Tunelessly until she started humming quietly, admiring their reflection. All of this
         was just too perfect, so fairy tale like. It was a nice break from reality. 'Hobbie?'
         "Yes, Fen?"
         'How long can we stay here today?'
         He thought for a few minutes. "About six hours after we marry - that'll get us back to Coruscant by noon or one."
         'Got any plans? Or just want to laze about, celebrating?'
         "Lazing about sounds like a good idea."
         She turned in his arms, draping her arms over his shoulders.
         And he lowered his mouth to hers in a gentle carress.
         A gentle caress that turned into a loving kiss. After, 'What are we going to telll
         everyone back home?'
         "Surprise?"
         He chuckled, "We don't have to tell right away, if you don't want to... it *could* be fun." he winked.
         'Look at you! Have I really been that much of an influence on you?'
         "Hmmm hmmmmm..... Perhaps?"
         'I think I like this side of you,' she admitted softly, wrapping her arms more
         securely around his shoulders for a hug. 'I need torun off and get married with
         you more often.'
         He chuckled, "What, once isn't enough?" he queried.
         'Nah. I think this should be a monthly event.'
         He shook his head bemusedly, "Only you, Fen."
         'What? You don't want to marry me once a month?' She tried to look offended, though
         it hardly worked as she started laughing too hard.
         "I think marrying you once, will be more than enough," he chuckled.
         'Well, I suppose I can live with that,' she rolled her eyes upward, smiling brightly.
         Further conversation was halted by a howl of triumph from the main level, with the stern words of, "Corthan, inside voice!" following. Hobbie pulled back, "I guess he won."
         'Guess so'
         "Sorry, Grandmother," Corthan's voice replied with chagrin. "May I go find Uncle Derek?"
         "I think he already knows you're back, dear. Now, you go and change into some nice clothes before Priest Klautnor arrives."
         "Sounds like the time's flown by a little quicker than I'd thought. Shall we head down to the parlor?"
         'I'll be down in a moment. I want to tie my hair up.'
         "Why?"
         He lifted a hand to finger the white streak lying near her face, "It looks nice the way it is."
         She smiled sweetly, pressing her cheek against his hand. 'I won't tie it all up.'
         He sighed, conceeding this round. "Alright, "I'll see you when you get donw.
         "
         When he left, she set to work braiding two little sections of hair, starting from the
         front, working in her white streak. She braided herself a little crown and then twisted
         the still wet strands that hung down around her fingers until they dried wavy.
         She came downstairs, a bit hesitant to be 'exploring' someone elses home, but
         what choice did she have? 'Hobbie?'
         "In here Fen!' he called to her.
         Mother Klivians voice spoke in a scolding tone, "Now Derek, you know better than to raise your foice inside," she told him sternly.
         "Yes, Mother."
         She bit her bottom lip against a big grin as she joined them. Her cheeks were
         a little flushed, her nose crinkled in a bit of a grin.
         They were seated around the small parlor, Hobbie having taken place on a small loveseat beneath a window.
         She moved to join him, her steps growing in confidence around Hobbie's family
         Smoothing her hands over her dress, she sat next to him before wiggling her toes
         in a pair of slippers to match the dress that had never been worn.
         MKlivian smiled. "You look lovely, dear. That colour suits you."
         'Thank you. This is the first time I've worn this dress, though I've had it for a number
         of years.' Should she say how happy she is that it matches Hobbie's eyes? Should
         she even be calling him Hobbie rather than Derek? Gah!
         The doorbuzz rang for entry, and Corthan jumped up to go answer it. Voices spoke in low tones, then the boy entered with an Ishi-Tib, dressed in some sort of ceremonial robes. "Grandmother, Priest Klautnor is here."
         M. Klivian stood to greet him, "Klautnor, thank you for coming under such short notice."
         He bowed respectfully, "It is always a pleasure to perform a wedding, even more so for such a fine human as yourself."
         He turned to see Hobbie stand respectfully. "My Derek, every time I see you, you change just a little."
         Hobbie chuckled, "Thank you sir. I would like you to meet Miss Fenig Durak," he held a hand down to help Feni to her feet.
         She took his hand and rose, smiling warmly to the priest. 'It's a pleasure to
         meet you.'
         "Likewise. I can see by your poise you will make an excellent addition to the Klivian family."
         Hobbie flushed slightly, then cleared his throat, "Uhm... yes, sir."
         She laced her fingers with Hobbies and blushed as well. 'Thank you, that's very
         kind of youto say.'
         "Not at all, dear, not at all. It is but only the truth. Now, before we begin, I would like to ask you both a few questions."
         Hobbie nodded.
         Fen did as well.
         "Have you both come to this decision to marry with full understanding of all it entails? Utter loyalty, through any thing life may throw at you. Do you believe your love to surpass even the Force itself?"
         Hobbie nodded again, "Most certainly, Priest Klautnor."
         'With all that I am, yes.' She smiled, a bit embarassed at her over exuberant answer
         He nodded, "That is good. Then we shall begin. Mrs. Klivian and young Master Reidar are here to witness this auspicious occasion. Derek Klivian. With all of your heart,
         soul, mind, and spirit - do you love Fenig Durak? Do you promise to be faithful to her, and place her above all else? Do you vow unending loyalty that surpasses even the grave?"
         Hobbie was silent a moment as he turned to gaze into Feni's eyes. "I do vow these things with all of my being. To cherish with all that I am."
         She smiled adoringly, squeezing Hobbie's hand in response
         before looking to the Priest for her part.
         "Fenig Durak, with all your heart, soul, mind and spirit - do you love Derek Klivian? Do you promise to be faithful to him, and place him above all else? Do you vow unending loyalty that surpasses even the grave?"
         She smiled and nodded once, 'Yes with all of my heart.' Her eyes lowered a bit
         in a blush before they moved to Hobbie's loving face,
         "May the suns fade and the oceans become dry before consideration to breaking the vow even enter your hearts. May the Force guide you along your path together, b
         ringing you both to a life that shall now become filled with each other."
         Klauton looked back and forth between the two humans before him. "May your marriage bring forth great happiness, create life, and cradle you both in eachother's comfourt."
         He stepped back and raised a hand, speaking in a bubbling, watery language for long moments.
         As he continued speaking, Hobbie lost himself in Fenig's eyes, his own bespeaking depthless love and happiness.
         She felt a different kind of chill race over her arms and legs, running up the length
         of her body to push a tear free from her eye. The smile on her face grew as she
         squeezed Hobbie's hand again.
         He lifted his free hand to brush the tear from her cheek gently. 'I love you' he mouthed to her silently.
         'I love you too,' she mouthed in reply.
         "I now speak you to be husband, and wife. Two, yet one, as long as you both exist."
         Two more tears fell from her eyes, rolling down her cheeks, leaving a shining
         trail as they shrank.
         Slowly, uncaring of the three sets of eyes in the room, Hobbie cupped her cheek with one hand, and gently drew their lips together.
         She kissed him for the first time as his wife and he her husband, her hand shaking
         only a little, but out of excitement and joy.
         Hobbie only drew away from her when Corthan laughed and clapped his hands in approval.
         She blushed again and turned her joyful smile on those gathered.
         Three bright grins were centred upon the two newlyweds.
         *
         The rest of the day was fairly uneventful, the Priest left to other duties, and while Mother Klivian went about her desired duties, Hobbie, Feni, and Corthan wandered about the city some.
         Soon, it was time for them to leave, and they reluctantly said their goodbyes. By the time they hit hyperspace, Hobbie leaned back in the pilot chair with a long sigh.
         Sitting sideways in the copilot seat, Fenig enjoyed a view of Hobbie's profile instead
         of the colors of hyperspace
         Tiredly, he looked across to her and smiled.
         'You look sleepy, hun. Want to get a few hours rest before we get back?'
         "Might be a good idea, use this as night, since when we get back it'll be none and I'll have to work," he yawned slightly.
         'I like that idea. I'm starting to get tired myself.'
         He stood and held a hand out to her, "Well then, my lovely wife, shall we put a few pallets togethr and get some much deserved rest?"
         She took his hand and rose, smiling a bit goofily as she suppressed a yawn. 'If
         you call me that again, I'll agree.'
         He leaned down almost touching nose to nose, "*MY* lovely wife."
         Stealing a quick kiss, she nodded, 'lead the way my wonderful husband.'
         "I like the sound of that," he said quietly, draping an arm around her as they headed back to the EV hold.
         'Me too,' she agreed as they prepared a sleeping space, stripped, and lay down for a few hours.
         They slept soundly, and when the ten hours had nearly passed the alarm sounded, and Hobbie reluctantly slid his arms from around her and put his clothes back on before going to the cockpit and shutting off the alarm.
         She woke up a few minutes later, and even then only fromthe lack of Hobbie next to
         her. She dressed and joined him in the cockpit, trying to tame her hair with her
         fingers.
         "Good morning, Fen."
         'Morning, Hobbie. Sleep well?'
         "Better than I have in ages, it seems." He turned and smiled at her, "have a seat, we're about to go back to our mundane lives."
         'Hey, my life isn't mundane. It just has really long lulls on occasion.' She sat and
         grinned, draping a leg over the arm rest, though her skirt was hardly designed for
         that and rode up her legs. 'And I don't expect it to be mundane any longer.'
         He chuckled, "Okay, MY mundane life. Of paperwork, and XO decisions...."
         'Any ideas on who you might promote?'
         "I've been thinking. Fel would be an obvious choice, but he tends to be a bit too imperial. Besides, he hasn't been a Rogue for that long.
         I was thinking then about Corran, but he's too busy off doing Jedi things anymore. The ideal would be Gavin. He's been a Rogue since we started up again, plus he's got that commander spirit about him. If I ever stop being Rogue
         Lead, I can be confident he'd fill the place easily."
         "So, tonight, just as I'm finishing up work, I'm going to call him in and ask him if he'd be willing to take the job."
         'Sounds like a plan. When is hisnew X-Wing supposed to get in? I just found my
         list of common factory mistakes to fix before he takes it out.'
         "Probalby in a day or so - he's grounded for a bit longer. Having just gotten out of bacta the other day, he's not going to be cleared for flight just yet."
         He thought for a moment, "And I know i can be expecting a visit from Myn. He's nosey and will want to know why he's not seen Wes lately."
         'Tell him that I ran him off for being a putz,' she offered lightly.
         Hobbie just shook his head, "I'll tell hiim he'll find out when everyone else does, and that it's classified."
         'That works too.' her bobbed her feet a bit, her leg bouncing. 'Here's a question for
         ya.'
         "Shoot."
         'Living arrangements?'
         "ooh.... well, are you still wanting to play hideaway?"
         'It's up to you, husband mine.' She grinned when she called him that.
         He grinned too. "It might be fun, for just a little while." He shrugged, "Let's just play it by ear?"
         'Or how about I sneak into your bed everynight when no one's looking and give you
         a tickle attack?'
         "Just don't accidentally twist your ankle in the 'fresher by going to the wrong room off the living area," he told her with a straight face, and a twinkle in his eye.
         'Twist my...?' she laughed and jumped from her seat to tickle him.
         "Hey! It's a valid statement!" he fell back under her attack, "Aghs!" and he started laughing.
         She stopped tickling once their bodies were too tangled together for her to really
         find his ticklish spots.
         He almost panted into her hair, holding her tightly, trying to catch his breath. "I'll let go if you promise no more tickling. I have to get this ship in, you know."
         'No more tickling for now. I promise.' Figuring out their position, she pushed
         herself free of him to smile into his eyes.
         He chuckled, "okay." And he let go.
         It wasn't long before they were slipping into the space they'd vacated nearly twenty-four hours earlier. Hobbie let out a long sigh as he turned off the transport. "We're back."
         She turned from her reclaimed spot in the copilot seat, smiling softly. 'I'm sure
         you've got some vacation time saved up, right?'
         "Vacation time? What's that?"
       : "It's when you leave work for a few days in a row and go somewhere nice, warm and relaxing."
       : "You mean.. people do that?!" Hobbie asked in mock shock.
       : She nodded cheerily. "Oh yeah, usually once a year in fact!"
       : He shook his head, "Will wonders never cease?"
       : "In this universe? Never. So....when do you want to take our vacation?" She lifted a brow questioningly
       : "How about when things calm down some? I mean,with this invisible fighter out there..." he waved a hand wordlessly - makingconversation as he was loathe to leave her company as yet.
       : "Yeah, but I think you desperately deserve a vacation. And a honeymoon." With that last bit, her eyes twinkled insinuatingly.
       : "I think you're becoming a bad influence on me, Fen."
       : "Well yeah! That was the point. Besides, you've been just as bad an influence on me too."
       : "How's that?" he folded his arms as he regarded her.
       : "Uh..... uhm..... I'm a workaholic now?"
       : "I still don't see how I started that."
       : He pointed at her, "Besides, you were doing that pre-me."
       : "Yeah, but I had to try." She thought for a moment. "Uhm... I'm much neater and organized in my paperwork beecause of you?"
       : He just looked at her.
       : "What! I have! You asked me to be more coherent in my reports and so I have been!"
       : Hobbie chuckled, "Point taken. But it's not a bad thing, you know."
       : "Oh, I know." She hugged him gently. "I'm just saying that it takes twice as long for me to write up my reports."
       : He half smiled and grabbed up their bag, "I hate to say it, but it seems necessary that I go towork...
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       : "Yeah, I've got some stuff to get done before I meet you for dinner?"
       : He nodded,"You go right ahead. I"ll probably head to downtime when I'm done."
       : "I'll meet you there then." She swung around him, wrapping her arms around his waist and hugging him close for a warm kiss. "See you then, husband mine."
       : He kissed her gently in return, "Yes, my wonderful Wife."
       : "Love you,"
       : "I love you back," he smiled at her and headed off in his seperate way.