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Pack it Up!

Posted on 29 Jan 2019 @ 10:10pm by Lieutenant Commander Franziska Ekke MD & Rear Admiral Benjamin Bahe

Mission: Mission 0: The Healy Returns

Ben entered his soon to be ex-quarters, "Franzi?!" he yelled, not even looking to see if she were in the room.

Franzi had been curled on their bed, napping, but the sudden bellow startled her awake. Her hand instinctively rested on her belly, where their child was growing. "What is it? What's happened?"

He followed her calls to the bedroom, "I didn't mean to frighten you," he said, sitting down on the edge of the bed. He leaned down and kissed her forehead gently, "I have news."

"You're pregnant now, too?" she teased.

"No, but I got promoted..."

Her face brightened and she threw her arms around Ben—until her belly bumped against him. She laughed a little—that had been happening more and more lately—then said, "Congratulations, sir."

"Thanks, though I prefer Admiral to sir," he winked. "I think this opportunity, while unexpected, and not exactly what I had planned works well with our family," he told her. "Unless you're against moving to the Allura Colony?"

"I go where you go," Franzi stated with a determined nod.

"I love you, Omuriel," he said, kissing her lips. "Why don't you relax I'm going to need to start packing so the Healy can get underway."

"I'll help," she replied, but then yawned. "Well, I'll help until I fall asleep."

"You just fall asleep," he kissed her forehead. "You should focus on our little one."

 

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