Lt. Starbuck was feeling anxious. The next day was the Lover's Festival, a
day set aside (so legend had it) by the gods to honour lovers. Starbuck
had long suspected that it had actually been invented by merchants so that
they could sell things for people to give to their lovers, but he had
always gone out of his way to show his current special someone a good
time. The only problem was that his current - and he hoped, permanent -
special someone was Captain Apollo, who, though he loved Starbuck, was not
exactly a sentimental type. Starbuck didn't think that Apollo would be in
to flowery cards or poetry or things like that. But it *was* the Lover's
Festival, and Starbuck had to do something for his lover. But what?

Out of desperation, Starbuck went to visit his former flame, Cassieopia.
They were on good terms now, though they hadn't always been. 

"Hi, Starbuck, what's up?" asked the blonde woman cheerfully.

"Well, you know that tomorrow is the Lover's Festival, right?" he asked.

"Sure, how could I forget? Athena has been teasing me for weeks about the
surprise she's planning. What about it?"

"Ineedanidea," Starbuck ran his words together.

"You need a *what* ?" asked Cassie, laughing.

"An idea. For Apollo. For Lover's Festival. I'm stumped."

"Starbuck, I'm surprised! You were always the one for the grand romantic
gestures when we were together. How can you be stumped?"

"Because, Cassie, you're a woman. In case you hadn't noticed, Apollo
isn't."

Cassie laughed. "Yes, Starbuck, I did notice that. What difference does it
make?"

"Well, you know, he's not the sentimental type. He's a warrior. He isn't
the hearts and flowers type."

"Are you sure about that, Starbuck?"

"Sure I'm sure. Please, help me out here, Cassie!"

Cassieopia sighed and thought for a few minutes. Then she had an idea.
"What about jewelry, Starbuck? Something simple that he can wear that will
remind him of you whenever he looks at it."

The Lieutenant smiled. "I like that idea, Cass, thanks. But I'm not
thinking only in terms of gifts, here. What I need is something we can do
together, something special."

"Hmm," Cassie's brow furrowed. "Well, I'll tell you, Starbuck, one thing I
always liked about spending time with you was that you always tried to
make our dates *fun*. When I was a socialator, men were always after -
well, you know. And even after I stopped doing that, men *still* always
wanted that. But you actually seemed to enjoy my company, and we had fun
together, even without the sex." She blushed. "Not that the sex was bad or
anything...."

Starbuck laughed and hugged Cassie. "Thanks for saying that, Cass. I hope
Athena has something really special planned for you. She's lucky to have
you."

"I'm lucky to have *her*," replied Cassieopia, and kissed Starbuck on the
cheek.

Starbuck walked away, whistling cheerfully. He could still hardly believe
that two of his former lovers were now *each other's* lovers, but it was
no more incredible than his relationship with Apollo. The gods must have
been working overtime.

What he didn't see was his lover watching him from a distance. Apollo had
seen him with Cassie, and he was seething. How could Starbuck go back to
her? Well, he would be locked out of Apollo's quarters tonight, that was
for sure.

Starbuck approached Apollo's quarters full of anticipation. He had found
the perfect gift for the captain - a pair of matching bracelets that he'd
have engraved with their names. But those were for tomorrow. Tonight, he
was happy just to be spending the night with his lover. He did have his
own quarters, but they were small and cramped. Still, they were better
than the bachelor officers' quarters. But he much preferred Apollo's. They
were bigger, to accomodate Boxey and Muffit, and, of course, they
contained Apollo. 

Funny. The door was locked. Apollo never locked his door when he was
expecting his lover. Maybe he'd forgotten? Maybe he'd just fallen asleep
without remembering to unlock the door. Maybe *he* was planning a surprise
for the Festival. Starbuck grinned at the idea. He had some planning of
his own to do, so perhaps it was a blessing in disguise not to be able to
see Apollo tonight. He headed back to his own quarters, still whistling
cheerfully.

Apollo was surprised that Starbuck didn't make a fuss at finding the door
locked. In fact, he sounded quite cheerful. //That proves how much he
wants to be with me// he thought to himself. //He's probably gone to find
someone else to spend the night with. I should have known better than to
expect him to make a commitment to one person.//  He was supposed to fly
patrol with Starbuck tomorrow. Frak. He'd contact Boomer in the morning
and trade patrols with him. He could do without seeing Starbuck so soon -
especially on the day of the Lover's Festival.

The next day, Starbuck was surprised to find that he was flying patrol
with Boomer, not Apollo. Very odd, but perhaps this was part of Apollo's
plan for Lover's Festival. Who was he to argue? Actually, he was relieved.
It meant he wouldn't have to hide his anticipation at Apollo finding *his*
surprise. It would all be set up for when Apollo returned from his patrol.

"Hiya, Boom-Boom," Starbuck greeted his friend. "Happy Lover's Festival.
Got any big plans for tonight?"

"You know me, Starbuck, the fleet's most eligible bachelor," replied Lt. 
Boomer.  "Someone has to have the title now that you're with Apollo. When
are the two of you going to make it official, anyway?" 

"You mean get married?" asked Starbuck as he strapped himself into his
Viper. "I dunno, Boom, it seems like such a big step. I mean, I want to be
with Apollo for the rest of my life, and I'm sure he wants the same thing,
but actually taking the leap and getting sealed - frak, it scares me, to
tell you the truth."

"Really, Bucko? Maybe you're not ready to give up the title after all,"
laughed Boomer.

"Very funny," snarled Starbuck.

After Boomer and Starbuck's patrol was over, Apollo waited until they
had left the Viper bay before heading to his own ship. He didn't want to
run into his *ex* lover today. He'd have to confront Starbuck eventually,
but not on the day of Lover's Festival.

Apollo sighed. He'd been looking forward to this day for weeks. He'd
planned to ask Starbuck something very important. Good thing he'd found
out about the Lieutenant's infidelity before he'd actually asked him to
get married. With a nod to Jolly, he got into his Viper and left the
Galactica.

Meanwhile, Starbuck was meeting his lover's son after Learning Period was
over. "Hey, kiddo," he said to Boxey. "Did you finish that project I asked
you about this morning?"

"I sure did, Starbuck. All the kids helped. The teacher thought it was a
really good idea to make a map of the Galactica." He handed Starbuck a
piece of paper on which was drawn a diagram of the Battlestar. "This is 
part of a surprise for my dad?"

"Yeah, it's a kind of treasure hunt," Starbuck explained. "I'm going to
leave a note for him to find when he's finished patrol, and that note will
lead him to another note, and that note to another, and so on until he
finds the surprise I have for him."

"What kind of surprise?" asked the boy excitedly.

Starbuck hemmed a little. "Uh, that's a secret, Boxey. I know you can keep
a secret, but just in case your dad asks you, it's better that you not
know anything, then you can't lie to him." //Not to mention what I have
planned is not for the ears of an eight-yahren-old boy.//

"Okay, Starbuck," said Boxey, sounding disappointed. "Hey, guess what, I'm
staying with my grandfather tonight. He's going to teach me about the
Lords of Kobol."

Starbuck grinned. He knew that Adama had been recruited for babysitting
duty since Apollo and Athena would both be busy tonight.

"That sounds great, Boxey. I'm looking forward to hearing about what you
learn."

Boxey gave Starbuck a hug. "I hope you and my dad have fun tonight,
Starbuck. Happy Lover's Festival."

"I'm sure we will, Boxey. Happy festival to you, too."

Captain Apollo descended from his Viper and went through decontamination.
As he was about to head back to his quarters, he saw an envelope on the
floor with his name on it. Opening it, he discovered a note with a little
poem on it, directing him to a location in the hydroponics lab. He
supposed it was a little joke played on him by Boxey, probably with the
help of Athena. With a shrug, he headed to hydroponics, where he found
another message waiting for him.

The 'clues' got more complex as he followed them, and finally he was led
right back to his quarters, where, the note said, a 'surprise' was waiting
for him. His sister *really* must be in on this, he thought.

He entered his quarters, where he discovered candles carefully placed
around the main living area, and a vase of flowers placed on a table.
Paper arrows stuck to the floor led to his bedroom, where a very naked
Starbuck was stretched out on the bed. "Happy Lover's Festival, Apollo,"
said the lieutenant.

"What are you doing here?" asked Apollo in astonishment.

"It's Lover's Festival," answered Starbuck in confusion. "Our first one,
as a matter of fact. I wanted to make it special for you."

Apollo picked up Starbuck's uniform from the floor and threw it at him.
"Get dressed, and get out," he barked. "I don't have time for your games."

"Games? I don't understand. What's the matter, 'Pol?"

"You really don't get it, do you? I should have known by now that you're
never going to settle down. Why are you even here? Why aren't you with
*her* ?"

"Her? Her who?" Starbuck was bewildered and a bit frightened.

"Cassiopia. I saw the two of you together just yesterday."

"Cassie? Yeah, I was with her, I wanted to ask her for advice on how to
make today memorable for you."

"You certainly succeeded in that! Now get out before I throw you out."

Starbuck reluctantly complied. He couldn't understand how things could
have changed between him and Apollo so quickly. Just because he'd talked
to Cassie! He had never seen this jealous streak in his lover before.

As he opened the door to leave, he turned back to Apollo. "Apollo?" he
said pleadingly. "I love you, Apollo."

"Leave," answered Apollo in a bitter voice. Starbuck left. Apollo sank to
the bed and sobbed.

Starbuck returned to his quarters, feeling like someone had just ripped
his heart right out of his chest. Well, someone had, really. He couldn't
remember ever feeling this low. He'd never had a woman break things
off with him; he usually was the one who left. Was this how his ex-lovers
had felt? If so, he was definitely scum to make them feel that way. He
hoped that Athena and Cassie were having a better evening than he was.

Meanwhile, hating the empty feeling of his quarters, Apollo decided that
now would be a good time to get drunk. He headed over to the Rising Star,
where he expected to find some other lonely old bachelors to keep him
company. As he walked into the lounge, he saw some of his squadron at one
of the tables. "Howdy, fellas," he said, faking cheer. "Mind if I join
you?"

"Go ahead, Captain," said Greenbean.

"What are you doing here alone, Apollo?" asked Boomer. "Where's Starbuck?"

"Starbuck and I are not joined at the hip, Boomer," replied Apollo.

"Could've fooled me," Jolly interjected.

"But it's Lover's festival, Apollo," Boomer continued. "I would think that
you'd want to be together, seeing as how it's your first and everything."

"First and last," the Captain muttered.

Suddenly a loud voice cut through the chatter at the table. "Looky here,
it's Captain Apollo! Where's your little boy toy, Captain?" asked Bojay.

"Ignore him, Apollo," whispered Boomer.

"Starbuck get tired of you already? Decided he didn't like bending over
for his captain? Did he decide he didn't want to get fucked up the ass
anymore?" Bojay's taunts got more and more offensive as he continued.

Finally, Apollo stood up. "I suggest you leave, Bojay," he said.

"And what are you going to do if I don't?" the other pilot challenged.

"This," replied Apollo, and slugged him.

Bojay staggered from the impact of Apollo's fist, but recovered quickly
and returned the blow. Boomer leaped to his Captain's defense, as did
several other members of the squadron. Bojay's friends did the same for
him, and soon the lounge was full of drunk pilots swinging fists, chairs,
and other pieces of furniture at each other. It was some time before order
was restored. 

Apollo managed to return to the Galactica, and somewhat reluctantly went
to the Life Center to have his injuries seen to. He was surprised to
discover Cassiopia on duty.

"Apollo! Why aren't you with Starbuck?" asked Cassie.

"I was about to ask you the same thing, " answered Apollo with undisguised
hostility.

"Why would I be with Starbuck? It's Lover's Festival."

"You just answered your own question," said Apollo as Cassie tended to his
cuts and bruises.

"Apollo, I'm going to have the doctor check you for a brain injury. You
are making no sense."

"Don't pretend that you don't know what I'm talking about. I saw the two
of you together."

"Huh? Saw who? Me and Starbuck? When?"

"Yesterday. You and he seemed pretty friendly."

"Apollo, Starbuck and I are friends, but all we are is friends. Starbuck
is completely devoted to you, and if you can't see that, you *must* have
brain damage. He came to see me yesterday to ask me for suggestions on
making Lover's Festival special for you. When my shift is over, I'm going
to be spending the evening with *my* lover - Athena."

"You and my sister are lovers? Why hasn't she told me?"

"She's been incredibly busy lately, Apollo. Her duties on the bridge take
up a lot of her time, and she's training for more complex duties. I'm
lucky I get to see her at all."

Apollo groaned. "Cassie, I am so sorry. I blew it big time, didn't I?"

Cassie patted Apollo's shoulder. "You sure did, pal. But I'm not the one
you should be apologizing to. When did you last see Starbuck?"

"When I threw him out of my quarters, a couple of centares ago."

Cassie finished patching up Apollo's injuries. "Go find him, Apollo. Call
it doctor's orders."

Starbuck had also not wanted to spend the evening alone, but he didn't
want to face his friends on the Rising Star. Remembering Boxey's plans for
the evening, he decided to visit him and Commander Adama.

Adama was surprised to see the Lieutenant, but he had long considered
Starbuck another son, and welcomed him in. Boxey greeted him with a hug.
"How did your surprise for my dad go, Starbuck?"

"It didn't work out, Boxey. It wasn't your fault, your map and clues
worked perfectly."

"Well then, what happened?" the boy asked.

"I guess your dad just didn't want to spend Lover's Festival with me,"
replied Starbuck.

"Boy, my dad can be pretty stupid sometimes," grumbled Boxey.

"Boxey, that's no way to talk about your father," admonished the
Lieutenant.

Overhearing Starbuck's conversation with his grandson, Commander Adama
joined the two of them. "Boxey, would you and Muffit go in to the other
room for a moment? I was sure I had some mushies in there, but I can't
find them. I know that you trained Muffit to sniff them out, so.."

Boxey jumped up before his grandfather had finished. "All right! Mushies!
Let's go find them, Muffit!" and the boy and daggit ran into the other
room, leaving Adama alone with Starbuck.

"Do you want to tell me what happened, Starbuck?" asked the Commander
gently.

"I'm not even sure myself what happened," said Starbuck sadly. "I went to
see Cassiopia yesterday to ask her for some suggestions on how to make
Lover's Festival special for Apollo - I thought a woman's advice would be
useful. She told me to make it 'fun' for both of us. I thanked her and
gave her a hug. Apollo saw us together and he misinterpreted it - he
thought Cassie and I were getting back together. I tried to explain to
him, but he wouldn't listen."

Adama sighed. "My son can be stubborn," he said. "I'm afraid Apollo has
some trouble accepting when good things happen to him. He thinks that
anything good is going to be taken away from him. He is afraid of losing
you like he lost Zac, and his mother, and Serena. I'm not a mind reader,
but I suspect he was taking out some of his insecurites on you, perhaps
pushing you away before you leave him, or before he loses you in a
battle."

"I wasn't planning to leave him, and as for battles, well, I'm his wingman
- he's in the best position of anyone to look out for me."

"How about I speak for myself?" came a familiar voice. Apollo entered the
Commander's quarters and approached his lover.

"Apollo," said Adama in his best "Commander" tone. "I would like to talk
to you."

"I'll go see if Boxey has found the mushies yet," said Starbuck, excusing
himself.

"Father, I really would like to talk to Starbuck," Apollo protested.

"First, I want you to talk to me," replied his father. "You know that I
care about Starbuck. He's like a son to me. I've lost one son, and I don't
want to lose another. I'm at a loss to explain why you've treated him this
way. And I must admit, I'm disappointed."

"Yeah, well, that's not new," muttered Apollo.

"Pardon me?" asked the Commander in surprise.

"You're always disappointed in me. Nothing I've ever done is good enough
for you. It was the same with Zac. We knocked ourselves out trying to
prove ourselves to you. But since you're the Commander, you don't dare say
anything to me in case it looks like you're playing favourites."

"Apollo, I had no idea you felt this way."

"Of course you had no idea. You had no idea because you never pay any
attention to me or what I do. I'm surprised you even noticed that Starbuck
and I are lovers."

"Son, I am sorry. I admit that I haven't been the best father that I could
be. Being Commander of the Galactica as well as on the Council of Twelve
took up most of my time even before the colonies were destroyed. Now not
only am I Commander of a battlestar, I'm Commander of the *last*
battlestar. And I'm the leader of what could be the last humans left in
the Universe, who are expecting me to lead them to a planet that we only
know about from ancient writings that are centuries old and possibly
mythical. In a way, it's like I've become a father to the entire fleet.

But still, that is no excuse for neglecting you and Athena. And I will
tell you this: when you and Starbuck became lovers, I was happy for you. I
should have told you that before now. The two of you are good for each
other. And if you can stand some fatherly advice, let me tell you: don't
lose him. Don't push him away. Don't let your fear stop you from
committing to him. He loves you. And you love him. You see, I'm not
entirely unobservant. And don't let a single day go by without telling
him that you love him. My biggest regret will always be that I didn't tell
your mother or Zac that I loved them before they were taken from me. But I
can at least tell you: I love you, son. And I love Starbuck." Adama
smiled. "End of lecture."

Apollo wiped away a tear and hugged his father. "I love you too, Father,"
he said. "And I love Starbuck. And you're right; I am afraid of losing
him. We've lost so many people we loved to this stupid war. I don't know
what I would do if I lost him too."

"Apollo, if you push him away, you *will* lose him. He will die, if not
physically, then he will die inside. And so will you. I would hate to see
that happen to either of you. Go talk to him. I'll look after Boxey."

"Thank you," whispered Apollo, before he went to apologize to his lover.

Commander Adama took Boxey to visit the Galactica's bridge, and Apollo and
Starbuck were left alone.

Apollo swallowed nervously. His mouth was suddenly dry.

"Starbuck...." he started, then let his voice trail off. He didn't know
what to say.

Strabuck paced around the room. His heart was pounding. Part of him wanted
Apollo to hurt as he had been hurt. But most of him didn't want anyone to
feel the sort of pain he'd been feeling since Apollo had kicked him out.
"Apollo," he said finally, "I love you. Nothing can ever change that. But
what you did today hurt. It hurt a lot. "

"I know. I'm sorry, Starbuck."

"Do you, Apollo? Do you know? Do you know what it feels like to know that
the man that you love more than anything doesn't trust you?"

"I do trust you, Starbuck. I just..."

"No, Apollo, you don't trust me. If you trusted me you wouldn't have blown
up at me for going to see Cassie. I don't understand it. I'm your wingman.
Every time we we go out on patrol, you put your life in my hands. You
trust me with your life, but not with your heart."

"I don't know what to tell you, except that I'm sorry."

"Tell me why, Apollo. Tell me why you think I would sleep with Cassiopia
when I have you. Tell me why you wouldn't listen to me when I tried to
tell you why I went to see her. Tell me why you don't believe in our
love."

Apollo groaned and sat down heavily on the couch. Starbuck hated to hear a
such a painful sound coming from his lover, and wanted to go to him, put
his arms around him, and tell him everything was all right. But everything
wasn't all right, and he didn't think he could stand another rejection. He
wouldn't survive.

"Starbuck," Apollo said. "Before you and I became lovers, you have to
admit that you had a reputation. Love 'em and leave 'em. I saw firsthand
the way you tried to juggle my sister and Cassiopia. I was afraid that you
would get tired of me, of having just one lover. I thought that you would
miss playing the field and get bored with us, with me.  I couldn't let
myself hope that I would be enough for you."

"'Pollo," sighed the Lieutenant. "I know that the way I treated Athena and
Cassie was lousy. The way I treated a lot of the women I dated was lousy.
I completely deserved my reputation. The only thing I can say in my own
defense is that I didn't love them. Oh, I tried to convince myself that I
did, but deep down I knew I didn't. The only person I ever loved, the only
person I will ever love, is you. None of those women could ever have
satisfied me because you were the one I truly loved and wanted. And now
that I have you ... assuming I still do, which I'm not too sure about ...
I could never, for one micron, even think about anyone else. " He knelt in
front of Apollo. "Do you understand?"

With a sob, Apollo reached out and drew Starbuck in to an embrace.
Starbuck released the tears he had been holding back, and the two men
cried in each others' arms.

The door chime interrupted them. Wiping his face, Apollo got up and opened
the door to reveal Athena and Cassiopia standing there with huge grins on
their faces.

"We came to see Father," said Athena. "Is he here?"

"Uh no, he's not, he's on the bridge," answered Apollo. "Do you want me to
call him?"

"No, we'll go up there. But we may as well tell you our news first,"
replied his sister. 

Cassiopia went to where Starbuck was sitting. "Is everything all right?"
she asked in concern.

"It will be," the warrior answered. "We have a few things to talk over,
but I think we're okay."

"So what's your news?" Apollo asked impatiently. He loved his sister, but
he really wanted to be alone with Starbuck.

Athena took Cassie's hand in hers. "I asked Cass to marry me. She said
yes."

"That's wonderful! Congratulations!" Apollo exclaimed, hugging his sister
and sister-in-law to be. Starbuck got up and congratulated them also. 

"When's the wedding?" Starbuck asked.

"Not for a few cycles yet," answered Cassie. "We have a lot of plans to
make. Will the two of you stand with us?"

"I'd be proud to," stated Apollo. "Me too," added Starbuck.

When the two women had finally left, Apollo turned to his lover. "Will you
come back to my quarters with me? I have something for you."

Starbuck grinned mischieviously. "You do, do you? Can't you give it to me
here, or are you afraid the Commander and Boxey will come back?"

Apollo laughed. "Well, I want to give you that too, but I want to give you
something else first. My quarters?"

Starbuck took his hand. "Sure thing," he said. "As a matter of fact, I
have something for you, too. In addition to ... the other."

Holding on to Starbuck's hand, Apollo led him to his quarters. When they
were inside, he took the other warrior into his arms and held him tightly
for a long time. "I love you, Starbuck," he said. "And I am sorry for
hurting you."

"I love you too, Apollo," answered his lover softly. He kissed Apollo
gently, then drew back. He reached into the pocket of his jacket. "I have
something for you. A gift for Lover's Festival."

Apollo lay one hand on Starbuck's cheek. "You don't have to give me
anything. Just having you here is more than I ever hoped for."

Starbuck smiled and handed the package to the Captain. "Open it," he said.

Apollo opened the small box. Inside was a bracelet. On one side was etched
a pattern representing nine planets orbiting a single star. "It's the way
the writings in the Books of Kobol describe Earth's star system," Starbuck
explained. On the other side were engraved the words, "Starbuck and
Apollo: Love always."

"It's beautiful, Starbuck," said Apollo in a hushed voice. Starbuck lifted
the bracelet out of its box and placed it on his lover's wrist, then took
another box out of his pocket. 

"I had them make one for both of us," he said, and handed it to Apollo.
The Captain put it on Starbuck's wrist, then kissed him.

"I love you," he said. "And I have something for you, too."

Apollo opened a drawer and withdrew a small jeweler's box. Opening it, he
bent to one knee in front of his lover. "Starbuck, will you marry me?"

Starbuck was speechless for a moment. Then he reached out and pulled
Apollo to his feet. "Are you sure ?" he asked. "You really want to marry
me?"

"I do," Apollo replied. "Being without you for just one day made me
realize how much I want you to be a permanent part of my life. I know I
haven't acted like it, but I was so afraid you would say no, that you
wouldn't want me...I tried to push you away. When I saw you with Cassie
all I could think of was that she's a woman, and, well, it's more
acceptable to be with a woman than to be with another man ..."

Starbuck put his hand over Apollo's mouth. "Stop it," he said. "I love
you. Not Cassie, not anyone else, man or woman. And yes, I will marry
you."

Apollo breathed a sigh of relief. Then the impact of what Starbuck had
just said hit him. He whooped for joy, grabbed Starbuck and swung him
around in a circle.

"I swear you get more kinky every time we're together, Apollo," Starbuck
laughed.

"You haven't begun to see kinky yet, Bucko," his lover growled.

A beep from the communications panel interupted them. Apollo answered it.
He laughed and ended the message. "Looks like our makeup is going to have
to wait a little while, my love," he said.

Starbuck pouted. "Why?" he asked.

"My father and Boxey have decided to throw a party in honour of Athena and
Cassiopia's engagement. I think we should go and tell them they have
another engagement to celebrate."

Starbuck shrugged. He was disappointed, but Apollo's family was important
to the both of them, and he wouldn't make Apollo choose between being with
him and being with his family. "All right, let's go," he said. He pulled
back the sleeve of his jacket so that his new bracelet was showing, as
well as the ring Apollo had given him. "We have some jewelry to show off."
Then he added, "But you had better be planning some major makeup sex when
we get back."

"You better believe it," laughed Apollo. "I still can't get the image of
you sprawled naked on my bed out of my mind."

The two men kissed briefly. "I love you, Starbuck. And I plan to tell you
that every day for the rest of our lives."

"I look forward to hearing it," answered Starbuck. "I love you, too."

Apollo slung an arm across Starbuck's shoulders and they headed to the
Commander's quarters to share their news with their family.

END