"Okay.... only one question... why?" I asked Zeb set in front of me.

"She was all alone." He said as he held the four year old.

"So you brought her here? Why?"

"She was alone and scared.... I couldn't just abandon her (Y/n)."

"Tell me her life was in danger."

"It was.... kind of?"

"Kind of?"

"She is a orphan..... I asked around and her parents were killed by the empire.... she had no one."

"We can't take care of a four year old."

"We take care of Ezra."

"Ezra isn't four!"

"(Y/n).... please."

"Let me think it over." I said as I turned and left the room.

"I can't believe him." I said as I walked into the cockpit.

"What happen?" Hera asked calmly.

"Zeb is wanting to adopt a four year old child." I said as I set beside her.

"And that's bad?"

"We are fighting a war and he wants to bring a kid into this."

"Well he does want a family." She said softly.

"And one day I'm sure we can have one, but it isn't safe."

"How old is Zeb?"

"42."

"He isn't getting younger.... if you think about it... he probably doesn't want to wait any longer to start a family with you." She said softly.

"I hate you and your voice of reason." I said as I stood up.

I walked to my shared bedroom with Zeb and saw it empty, besides the four year old crying on our bed. I smiled as I walked up and gently picked her up.

"Shh.... it's alright." I whispered as I rocked her back and forth.

The door opened and I smiled as I saw Zeb rush in with some food.

"How did you get her to shut up?" He asked shocked.

"I just held her and talked to her." I said softly.

"Gotta say (L/n) is whinny." He said with a laugh.

"(L/n)?"

"Yea, your last name as her first name... cute right?"

I let out a laugh and shook my head.

"You really want to take care of her?" I asked softly.

"Yea.... And I'd love to raise her with my wife."

"Alright." I said softly.

He sent me a smile and I looked down at (L/n).