"We love you, Aden," It felt so good to finally be able to say those words. How long had he wanted to say them? So he said them again, "We love you."

So often, Aden had gone off to some affair, Vector hadn't been able to help but feel a little jealous. There was the worry that this one-night-stand would be different, and Aden would take them as his one and only, and Vector had told himself to just be glad for his friend if it happened.

But Aden never did anything serious. And now the Chiss was his, and his alone.

"Would you have us, knowing what we are? Someone forever tied to something larger than us..." A moment of concentration. "Larger than I?"