Thirty minutes later, Peenk entered his cabin and found Joshua sitting on his bed, tears streaming down his face as he watched the large monitor on the wall. On it was a video of Kirk and eight boys of varrying ages playing in a pool. Suddenly, a beautiful dark skinned girl ran into view and made an impossibly long jump into Joshua's arms. "I love you daddy!" She shouted as he caught her. Peenk's heart caught in her throat. "You have a daughter?" She asked the crying man. He nodded. "Sasha Cynthia Kirk." With a shaking hand, he turned the monitor off. "She's very beautiful." She said, sitting next to the man. "You must really miss her." Again he nodded. "The last time I saw her was on Qonos, at the ambassadorial residence. I told her I had to beam up to the Excalibur to talk to someone. That I would be back in twenty, thirty minutes. I was going to take her to the embassy to watch the Yankees play the Mets in game four of the World Series with the other humans. She loves the game of baseball." Joshua put his head in his hands. "That was four months ago!" Peenk took him in her arms and held him tightly. "They left her standing there waiting for me!" He shouted angrily. At that moment, Melee and Ano ran in, followed by the others. "are you ok Joshua?" Melee asked. "We felt something was wrong." Joshua once again turned on the monitor and played the video. "This is my daughter Sasha Cynthia Kirk." He said as the girl once again ran into view. "Today is her seventh birthday." "She's so beautiful." Magenta said as she sat on Joshua's other side. "Is this what you do when you're alone in here? Watch this?" "Yes." He said, his eyes glued to the screen. "Do you have more?" "Of course. Several hours more." Magenta jumped up and slapped the crying man on the back of the head. All heads turned to the fiery redhead. "Then get your ass off that bed and go to the Rumpus Room! You are going to share this with us." Joshua just sat glaring at her. Magenta dropped to her knees and took his head in her hands. "Josh. If you sit in here alone watching these videos, you'll just continue to be miserable. But if you share those beautiful children with us, you'll feel so much better." She then kissed him gently. "I know what you're going through. I was separated from my children while I was imprisoned by the newly formed Empire. I gave birth to my daughter Ebony while they held me. They took her, not even giving me a chance to hold her. It was more than a year before my mother managed to arrange my release. Trust me in this. Share them. Share her." Joshua smiled at her after a few seconds. "As my uncle Spock would say, your logic is undeniable." Kirk got up to take the memory chip from the monitor when a handsome, shaven headed teen jumped into the pool, followed by a beautiful dark haired girl. "Oooo!" Ano said as she stood watching. "Who is that smooth headed bit of manliness?" With a grin, he held up his hand to the screen. "Meet me baby bruddah! Jacob Pierre Kirk." Glancing over at Ano he shook his head. "Forget it girl. That bit of lovliness that jumped in after him is Sue Marx, the lucky holder of his heart, and my little girl's aunt. And she's very greedy when it comes to Jake and Cynthia." "Well, do you have any other brothers?" The taller of the Orinie sisters asked. "Nope. He's the only one. And besides, he's eighteen. He's too young for you." The three Jedi glanced at each other when he told Ano that he only had one brother. He'd lied.