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0730 Outpost Hangar Bay..........

Jessica held Aedan’s hand and tried not to look annoyed as they were bumped and shoved standing in line to board the commercial shuttle. She might not be used to having a private yacht but travel via Starfleet was still better than this. Jessica put a hand on the small of her back and rubbed it. Pregnancy was not as much fun as it was in the first trimester. Yes, she had a few bouts of morning sickness and thought she developed narcolepsy but she did not seem to ache everywhere. The fourth time she was bumped into so that she stumbled back, Jessica looked up at Aedan. She opened her mouth but thought twice and closed it.

Lt. Commander Jessica Vaughn XO

“So… how you liking commercial flights? All you dreamed of?” he said, clearly irritated as he felt moisture form on his back, but not his own as he turned finding a slobbering child on his back. “Ingrate,” Aedan said as he looked the parent dead in the eye then back to Jessica. “Ours is going to be better right, you will let bump be trained to not drool, that can be genetically removed from children now correct?” he said, half kidding yet part of him seriously toying with the idea.

~Aedan Teller

“Ours is going to be way too smart to drool like that,” she replied annoyed herself. This might be her first baby but she did know her statement was false. It was just her irritation with the situation making her crazy and saying crazier things. When the third person to cut through the line, and step on her toes as he did so, Jessica lost her cool.

“Aedan I want,” she said and then actually bit her lip as if to stop the words from exiting. Why she thought this was a great idea astounded her. Why Aedan was going along with her she knew full well. He was waiting for her to crack. Aedan had promised to treat Jessica as his equal and listen to her. He had voiced his concerns and lack of interest in flying commercial yet he still agreed. All it would take was one word for this nightmare to end yet Jessica was too stubborn.

“Aaaaaaedannnnn,” Jessica groaned and dropped her shoulders almost like a pouting child. “Do something about this!”

Lt. Commander Jessica Vaughn XO

“Number 315. Teall ler. Ah ee dan Teall ler,”a soft voice rang out slowly from the counter. The voice belonged to a woman that looked to be a thousand years old and not an El Aurian. Her hair was stark white, her face a mass of wrinkles but held a smile and kind eyes as she looked out from behind her seat.

Gerta Heinz, ticketing agent