Camp Bam Bam

Adam and Logan spent a few minutes to move a set of bunk beds into their room in the command pod. Logan thought that Alesia might have wanted her own room, but she made it clear that she would not be separated from her brother or her dads, so they decided to just bring in a set of bunk beds. Of course, that meant that Adam and Logan would have to find somewhere else for their fun, but since they were both sure it was temporary, they didn't mind.

The fact that Janet had told them that neither Demarco or Alesia would be leaving the med bay for the next day or two gave them time to have everything set up for them when they moved in. Adam took a trip down to the commissary and, after talking with Ronnie for a bit, came back with a whole bunch of clothes and other things that the kids might need. One thing they were not lacking for in the Unit base right now was clothes.

Logan could only chuckle as Adam brought everything in. Even though they were called dad by both Tommy and Ronnie, neither one of them had had to ever really act it. Now though, they both were going to be daddy to two younger kids, and Adam was doing the normal 'new parent' thing, and overdoing it somewhat. Logan was sure the kids only needed a few sets of clothes, not the fourteen different sets that Adam had picked up. Nor did they each need an entire crate full of toiletries dealing with everything from brushing their teeth to dealing with diaper rash.

'Oh well...' Logan thought to himself, 'at least he didn't get baby food.' Looking at the clock, Logan sighed. "Well hun, I got ten minutes before the start of my shift in the command center. I'm gonna jump in the shower."

"I'll join you..." Adam grinned and they both went into their bathroom. Logan was about five minutes late getting to the command center.

Janet sat back in her office chair sighing in frustration. She couldn't find anything in any of the records she had access to. It was as if these new kids were aliens that the Federation had never encountered before. The problem was, they didn't even know who or what they were, making her search all that more difficult. So far in every Federation medical database she could search, there was no record of anything that even closely resembled the DNA pattern she had found in these kids, Tommy included. That was something else that worried her a great deal. Tommy wasn't actually human.

The fact that he looked human, and the fact that he wasn't with the military doctors for more then a few days, meant that she had never bothered to do a very deep DNA scan on him. Without Federation equipment or a fully stocked genetics lab, it was just about impossible to do that anyways. He'd never been sick during the time that he was rescued, or even really hurt bad, so she never had to do any blood work on him. He was sick now, yes, but with what she thought was just the flu. It presented just like it, and seemed to need the same things, plenty of fluids and lots of rest.

Now that his twin had shown up, and was sick with the exact same thing meant that there was something else going on, and she was at her wits' end trying to figure out what was going on. This was not a situation she normally found herself in, and didn't like it one bit.

"Daileass!" She called out, and immediately his voice filled the room. "Yes, mother, what can I do for you?" His pre-pubescent voice always filled her with a bit of sadness; he should have been out playing with his brothers, but because of the sick experiments that the boys had been forced to endure, he now sat many levels below, his positronic brain hooked up to the computer system that ran then entire base.

"I need you to do me a favor. I need full access to Starfleet Medical," she said in a soft voice, knowing he would be able to hear her, no matter how softly she spoke.

"But mom, you already do have access to all the public areas." She could almost hear the smile in his voice.

"I know I do, but I want FULL access... even to the restricted areas," she said with a small smile.

"But mother... you said that I shouldn't hack, and that it was illegal to do it." His high pitched boy soprano was dripping with cuteness.

"Yes I did... but now I want you to do this; how long will it take?" she asked, trying not to laugh.

"There you go!" he said, giggling as suddenly her computer screen changed to display an access code. "Just use that anytime it asks for a password."

Janet blinked, then looked sternly towards the ceiling, an unconscious act that many people had when talking to Daileass. "How long have you had this?"

"Well... only a few days... ever since Logan got me hooked up with the Trinary servers. I've been putting back doors in every system I can get access to... just in case, of course." His voice was dripping with innocence. "You never know what someone might need access to. Like right now." Janet could only laugh as she imagined his face with a shit-eating grin on it. Shaking her head, she bent forward and started to delve into what Daileass had given her access to.

First Commander Huthel walked into the large briefing room, and bowed before Captain Liuella, and Master Quel before taking his seat. "I have the reports you asked for, Sir." The Commander spoke mostly towards his Captain, but any time the Master wanted to be involved in something, he was. That was the way of their people.

"Go ahead," Captain Liuella said, even though he already pretty much knew what was going to be said.

"Well, with the help we had acquired, the repairs have gone much better then expected. The 'Raptor's Claw' is back to 100% efficiency, as well as all the repairs to the 'Eryres' have been completed. We are waiting on your orders, sir, to spin up the reactors. If all goes well, reactors one through four should be fully operational by this evening, with reactors five through seven coming online a few hours later. Then the main drive core can come online, and we will be able to resume our hunt."

"What are the conditions of our other ships?" the Master asked quietly from where he sat. "Our armada is currently at 100% readiness, with all weapons fully charged and in complete working order. There should be no problems when we face our enemies."

Master Quel smiled, "I am glad you were able to convince me to approach our new friends. Without them, we would probably be down to less then fifteen ships, instead of having all forty-two completely operational."

The Captain smiled and glanced at Master Quel. With a nod from the Master, the Captain looked back to his First Commander, "Very Good, First Commander, make it so."

Tommy was dreaming... he knew he was dreaming, but wasn't worried; he'd had these types of dreams before. So many things were clear now. So many things he'd never understood, now he was beginning to. Things he wouldn't, couldn't tell even Ronnie or his dads now made more sense. He'd seen himself in dreams many times, even talked to himself in his dreams, but now he knew the truth. It wasn't himself who he talked to, it was his brother.

All the places and things that his brother showed him in his dreams, now he knew were real. In his dream, Tommy walked into a longhouse, Native American style, and approached the fire that was going. His brother was already seated on a log, with Fluffy seated not far from him. Tommy sat down between the two and stared into the fire.

Silence was all that was heard, and finally Tommy couldn't help it any longer; he turned his head and looked deep into the eyes of his brother... the brother that he never knew he had, and his own eyes stared back. It was as if Tommy were looking into a mirror. The face he was looking at right now was the face he saw in the mirror every morning. He couldn't help but giggle, thinking that Ronnie was going to love this. He always said he thought Tommy was really good looking, and now there is another one of him.

"You finally accept that this is real?" Elwyn said.

"I... I just can't believe it. For all these years I thought you were just something I made up in my dreams." Tommy was now looking into the fire, not really sure how to take this all in.

"Why must the young make things harder than needed?" Fluffy asked rhetorically "I know it is difficult for you, Tommy, but stop acting like such a bird brain!" It was only in his dreams when Fluffy actually spoke. Most of the time it was just images that entered his mind from her, and he interpreted them. It was something that he could do for as long as he could remember, and with most of the bigger animals. It took him a long time to figure out how to send to them, and how to "phrase" it. It was more like what images he needed to project to them. Animals think in such a vastly different way than people, but once he figured it out, he realized that it wasn't all that much different... it was like learning a new language, one filled with pictures and emotions then one filled with words.

"I've told you since you first told me of your dreams that they were real. That you did have another family out there. I've also told you since I met you that you were different from the other humans around." Fluffy was 'talking' in such a motherly tone, that Tommy couldn't help but start crying.

"But I didn't want to be different. I didn't want to be the freak boy who could talk to animals!" He was crying by now, and Elwyn reached over and pulled him into a side arm hug. He let go after a second when Fluffy pushed into Tommy with her head. Then she pushed harder until he fell off the log, and down on his back... before he could move, she was over top of him looking down into his small face.

"I will not have one of my cubs saying bad things about themselves. Look at your human father... is he a freak? How about your Uncle Chang? Or Uncle Will... or even Uncle Jory and Uncle Juan... Well, they maybe... but that's not what I mean." She said with a cat grin and Tommy couldn't help but giggle. Fluffy leaned down and licked his face, from his bare chest all the way to his forehead. Of course that started a wrestling match where Tommy lost cause he was laughing too much.

Author's notes:

I know this is a very short chapter, and I want to let everyone know why. In the Past the CSU has had many repeat scenes appearing in several different chapters and stories. In an effort to not allow that to happen again, I have closed off book 2 of The U.N.I.T. At this point, so as not to duplicate scenes.

Obviously my kids are still going to be busy, so I would invite all of my readers to go over and catch up with my guys in the Saren Book 2 chapters as they come out.

Of course, what kind of evil author would I be if I didn't leave a bit of a teaser for you... so... here you go.

"Read it 'gain, pwease," Tumelo asked, for Juan had just finished the scene where Smaug the Dragon had been talking to Bilbo Baggins the Hobbit.

Juan giggled, then put on a deep, growly voice and said, "'Revenge? Revenge? The King under the Mountain is dead! Girion, Lord of Dale, is dead; and where are their son's sons that dare approach me?...'"

Juan stopped reading as Draco's voice came over Koth's communicator. He then felt something that made his heart go cold, and immediately ran for the Emergency Room.

What he saw... was his worst nightmare. Chang, already hard at work, asked him to step back and give them room.

Juan never heard him. He was already walking back the way he had come. His eyes were shinning blue-yellow, and his very posture was as if carved from ice.

Rage. Bloodlust. VENGEANCE...

"'...I kill where I wish, and none dare resist. I laid low the warriors of old, and their like are not in the world today. No, thief in the shadows. I am indestructible...'" Juan recited as he walked down the hallway.

From the entrance, he saw Adam and Logan and the others racing towards him and the room he'd just come from, but he passed them without a word.

As he threw open the door leading outside, he turned and stared back towards where his little brother was dying.

"'... my breath... is DEATH!'"