Dylan leaned back in the chair, gently wrapping his arm around Raa’s waist. Pulling him gently over, Dylan nuzzled his neck before turning towards Onnika. "I’m glad to meet you. I never thought I would have kids. So to find out about Denalie... was remarkable."

"I guess it would be, Ancestor. I am pleased to introduce to you the future of our clan, Caeilla, my daughter." A young girl about ten stood next to Onnika, her hair in one long braid hung down her back.

Dylan turned to look at her, "Caeilla? That’s a... wonderful name. Would you like to learn about another woman I know, her name was the same as yours."

"Yeah? Who was she?"

"My mother. Caeilla Rowan of Tallin Clan of the planet Chevalier."

* * *

Harper groaned as he lowered himself onto the bed. Whatever Onnika may think or try to do with us, she will do it in style. This room is sinful. Harper lay back on the huge bed and stretched out. I’ll only close my eyes for a minute or two, just so damn tired. Those scientists are voracious, wouldn’t...

* * *

Tyr entered their room and lay some specs on the table. Grunting, he stretched and flexed his muscles. Where is Seamus? I doubt he would go out by himself with all these Nietzscheans about. The boy will drive me to distraction. Tyr turned to the bathroom but was stopped when the door sounded a ‘request-to-enter’ chime. Tyr sighed and took a stance a little out of the door’s line of sight.

"Come."

The door opened to allow a young man, perhaps fifteen and just getting his muscle, in. The boy wore a shirt with the official Gryphon livery. His glance flickered about looking for Tyr. Entering a bit more, the boy again took stock of his surrounding. "Lord Tyr?"

"Yes, boy."

The boy turned around slowly, with care. "Lord Tyr, Lady Onnika invites you and your mate, to a formal reception dinner tonight. The dinner will take place at 2000 hours. She hopes that you will be able to join her and the rest of the Ancestor’s crew."

"I would be delighted. Tell your lady... that Lord Harper, my mate, and I will join our crew at her dinner. Dismissed." Tyr turned from the boy and headed down the hall. Listening he could hear the boy give an explosive disgusted breath and the whispered word, "kludge" before Tyr flew back down the hall and drove the child into the wall.

"What did you call my mate?" Tyr demanded.

"Lord Tyr? Nothing?" The boy lied.

"When you are in this position... when you are in a position where lying makes punishment worse you would be advised to tell the truth. Now, it was a long choice before I chose Harper. You are saying that I don’t have the ability to choose a good mate? Is that what you are saying?"

"No, sir. But a human?" The boy asked amazed.

"A human who manages to keep a Galaxy class High Guard ship of the line in good shape. Tonight at dinner, you will ask me what one thing made me choose Harper and I will tell you. Then no one will doubt. Be gone now." Tyr released the boy and watched as he fled. "Child."

Shaking his head, he walked down the hall to the bathroom. A glimpse of blond hair stopped him in his tracks. Turning he saw his mate, his Seamus, lying on their bed. A slim, long, pale figure snaked its way across the dark rich blue sheets. The shocking white blond hair fell in soft lines on the dark covers. The pale skin of the back was one long expanse. At one point he was covered in the sheet, which now was wrapped around his ankles. I guess washing up can wait for a bit it’s only 1215 now. Grinning Tyr entered the room.

* * *

Raa smiled at his Dylan. Dylan sat in a comfortable chair looking over some reports of the Andromeda’s readiness. His Dylan. Never thought I would say that. But he is... my Dylan. Or he wants to be and that is really all that matters. Raa stood up and walked over to Dylan.

"Yes, Raa?" Dylan asked without looking up.

"Put the report down, please."

"I need to finish reading these."

Sigh. He may be my Dylan but he’s also the Captain. "Yes, Dylan." Leaning over Raa took the report from Dylan’s hands and tossed it on a nearby table. Climbing into Dylan’s lap and straddling him, he gave Dylan a kiss. Long, slow, deep, and sweet. Just like Dylan likes them. Leaning back he frowned at the only mildly stunned expression of Dylan. With a sigh, he got up and headed towards the bedroom.

Dylan stared at the shapely skintight leather covered ass of his beloved for a moment and took off after him. Catching his lover before he got into the bed, Dylan swung him around and caressed his silky shoulder; "Maybe I’ve done enough reports today."

"You think?" Raa started slipping out of his leather shipsuit. "Don’t want to take you away from anything important."

"Nothing is more important."

"Not even the Commonwealth?" Raa mocked.

"The Commonwealth understands love. It is what makes it ok for you and me to love and be happy so, no not even the Commonwealth."

Raa wrapped his arms about him and kissed him, lips parting, hands tangling his wavy dark blond hair, moving down to caress Dylan’s face. "I love you Dylan Hunt."

"And I you, Gavain."

Dylan lowered them to the bed, where he started to explore the beautiful form that was Gavain Raa.

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