in localized internal bleeding.
Liiro touched his daughter and she quieted, gurgling happily at his touch before fussing again.
He changed her diaper with the improvised cloths that T'shnadar had brought out of storage. Once she was clean and dry, she was her normal happy self, sucking her fist while she kicked her legs.
Maasha sighed as the rays did their work, rebuilding cells layer by layer and removing the clotted blood that could create a danger.
Zoe? There is another set of trackers on my scanners.
Where are they?
In the lav system. They have been passed by the passengers.
Destroy them and if you can't, dump the system.
That will reduce our water supply by a quarter.
How far are we from our destination?
Five days if I take the roundabout way.
Do a complete sweep, destroy all the trackers and then do a straight line home.
Of course, Zoe.
Zoe sighed and watched Maasha's readings improve.
Liiro stood next to his mate and rocked their baby as she underwent healing.
A tear welled in Zoe's eye as she watched the little family.
None of the other women were pregnant and six of the men were sterile based on the medical reports generated while they were being scanned for devices. She didn't want to tell them, but someone was going to have to.
There might be medical treatments available for them, but it was something that would have to be looked into when they got to their new home. She wasn't sure that any of them wanted any more medical or genetic intervention.
Zoe, you need to get some rest. You are unwell.
She got a little defensive, but if she was as pale as she felt, it was no wonder that T'shnadar was telling her to rest. I feel fine.
You are too early in your pregnancy to experience this kind of stress. You need to rest. Now, go to bed, or I will tell your mates and everyone within earshot.
She closed her eyes as the confirmation came from the unlikely source. Yes, T'shnadar.
Pregnant. She hadn't figured out which of her men was first, second or third and they constantly rotated. It didn't matter. She was pregnant and her clone set was expecting.
Stunned, she left Maasha with an absent pat on her hand and wandered out into the hall, heading toward their quarters.
Leos was at her side in a moment. "What is going on, Zoe? You simply cut your mind off from us."
She could feel Trin and Jarix behind them. She increased her pace and almost ran into their rooms, sitting on the edge of her bed to remove her boots. She knotted the laces and fought tears.
"I am pregnant and I can't get my boots off." The tears started and she sobbed uncontrollably.
Jarix knelt at her feet and patiently worked at her laces. "Trin told us while you were in the scanner."
She looked up at Trin's concerned face. "Squealer."
He laughed. "We were going to figure it out eventually, Zoe. You would start to show soon and we are very aware of any changes in your body."
She sniffed. "I just wasn't expecting it so soon."
Trin sat next to her just as Jarix got her first boot off. "It is only three days old. Barely started. And you were in heat when you found us, so don't forget that you were ready to get pregnant. It is no surprise that it took less than a week."
He stroked her hair and she leaned against him. Leos came onto the bed behind her and massaged her shoulders, working his way down her spine.
Jarix got her boots off and she sighed as he removed her socks. She wiggled her toes in the open air and when Jarix pressed a kiss to her toes, she jumped.
He smiled at her then licked between her toes, holding her calf tightly when she would have kicked herself free. Zoe struggled between giggles and the searing sensations stirring inside her as he worked her foot.
It was the oddest combination of silly and sensual and it broke the tension of the morning. When Trin and Leos helped divest her of her ship suit, Jarix continued his licking and caressing up her leg, along her inner thighs until he was lapping at the heart of her.
Her