Three Months Later

Coruscant

A collection of the usual Rogue suspects was gathered in Tycho Celchu's apartment on an off-duty evening for the fighter pilots. When he was finished with his tedious deskwork for the day, Wedge made his own way over to celebrate Corran Horn's visit to the squadron from whom he was still on extended leave.

As soon as he walked in the door, it was obvious that the consumption of spirits had begun long before his arrival and, knowing that he'd never catch up now, it seemed best that he drink in moderation and keep his focus for the night on keeping his former squadron mates out of trouble. It was a noble goal, to be sure, but then again, he was in trouble often enough himself that it was, perhaps, a futile effort.

Nevertheless, he sat back comfortably with a glass of Lomin ale and joined everyone in a toast to Corran and his absent but lovely wife Mirax. And upon his gracious reception of the toast, Corran stood and held up a hand to curtail the insistent demands of "speech!" and Wes Janson's loud call for him to sit back down again.

"My friends," Corran smiled easily around at them, his green eyes sparkling with good humor and maybe more than a little mischief. "Nine months is far too long a time in which I've been away from you. And I'm here tonight to make an announcement on that front." He took a deep breath. "I'm not coming back in three months after all."

A sudden silence fell on them as they exchanged glances ranging from dismay to confusion. Wedge frowned heavily; he hadn't yet heard anything about Corran changing the details of his leave.

"I'm not coming back yet because…" his eyes twinkled and a broad smile lit his face, "Mirax is pregnant."

It was quiet for another second, and then the room erupted into cheers and shouts of 'Congratulations!' Wedge had just raised his glass to join a second toast for Corran, Mirax, and the baby-to-be, when his brain caught up to everything and he choked on air instead, sloshing ale all over his hand as he coughed. The room grew quiet again as all eyes turned towards Wedge, who attempted to look nonchalant about the episode.

"Alright there, Wedge?" Tycho asked.

"He's just upset," Wes supplied seriously. "After all, we all know how Mirax is like a sister to the General here…"

Corran's wicked grin in response to that was enough to make Wedge scowl, and Janson slapped him on the back hard enough to make him choke again as they continued with the toast.

Having spilled half his drink out of his glass, Wedge retreated to the kitchen to refill his ale, catching Corran's eye meaningfully as he departed the gathering. As he poured a new drink, he heard Corran excuse himself, and he turned as the younger man entered the kitchen, still smirking mischievously.

"Corran Horn, you better tell me right now if-"

"A month, Wedge. She's a month along."

A knot of tension that was impressively big for the brief duration of his panic dissipated, and he sagged in relief. "Sweet Force, Horn, what the hell is the matter with you? You knew damn well where my mind would go when you announced that."

That damned smirk was back. "Revenge."

Wedge blinked. "Revenge? For what?" His stomach did a weird sort of flip-flop. "Look, Corran- I know that maybe it wasn't the best judgment call to let that progress as far as it did, but-"

Corran waved aside his concern. "I don't want revenge for that," he scoffed. "The four of us made an agreement- by rights of which, you shouldn't even be talking about it."

"Then what-?"

His expression changed drastically, the smirk dropping into a deep scowl, and he took a deep draught of his ale before speaking. "Mirax and Iella are best of friends now."

"Is that bad?"

The scowl deepened. "Iella talked her into watching one of the holos you stumbled across- for a fun, silly girls' night, you know. But Mirax actually liked it and wants to watch it all the time now.

"Her new favorite erotic holo is Grand Orgasmal Thrawn and the Battle at Bilbangi."

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A/N: Hope you all enjoyed. I think I can safely say that I've never had more fun writing a fanfic than while making up names of GFFA porn holos.

Cheers!

*~Lexi~*