Pacific Rim: Legacy

Chapter 1 - Analia

Year: 2037

She was vaguely aware of something touching her lips as she slowly started to wake up. Her body responded out of habit and she realized that Raleigh was waking her up. She felt a wave of annoyance wash over her as he kissed her. She didn't want to get up and resented him for bringing her from her dreams. But that annoyance disappeared as he wrapped an arm around her waist and pulled her to his bare chest. She cracked her eyes open to look at her handsome husband and smiled against his lips.

"There she is." Raleigh hummed, pulling away from her to brush her hair behind her ear. "Good morning."

"Good night." She hummed back as she buried her head in his chest and hid from the light. She felt him chuckle.

"We have a debriefing in an hour and Mako called. Jake got into some trouble and she wants your help to handle it this time. I've already given her the go to do whatever she wants." Raleigh told her softly and she groaned.

"Too many words." She reached up blindly to put her finger on his lips but found an eyeball instead. He jumped and grunted at the feeling and her eyes snapped open. "I'm sorry! I'm sorry!"

"Ow..." Raleigh muttered as he rubbed his eye to ease the throbbing. "You need to trim your nails missy."

"I know. I'm sorry. Are you okay?" She asked. He nodded his head, so she gave him an apologetic kiss. She swung her legs over the edge of the bed and grabbed her robe that was hung on the bedpost. She wrapped the silky material around her naked body and started to get herself ready for the day. She headed over to the bathroom and when she didn't hear any movement behind her, she turned around to see his eyes were closed. With a huff she reached down to find the closest hard object she could find and threw it at him. Her slipper hit him in the shin, and he jolted off the bed. "Are you coming or am I showering alone?"

She dropped her robe to the floor giving her husband a full view of her body. He jumped off the bed and made a beeline past her to get the shower going. She laughed and followed him into the shower.

This had been their morning routine for the past eight years. After they had won the war both pilots had been given time to take care of their family without having to worry about the aftermath. Herc Hansen and Mako Mori had dealt with everything for them seeing as how Analia had been pregnant with their second child at the end. They had been very lucky not to lose the baby in the war, the trauma of fighting in a jaeger should have caused a miscarriage, according to the doctors who were shocked that she hadn't.

Now, ten years later, they had a beautiful, healthy baby girl named Grace. She was homeschooled, seeing as they lived in a Shatterdome and they had hired a babysitter to watch her during the day. Analia had become the main instructor at the Jaeger academy and Raleigh had been promoted to Marshall, which hardly left anytime for their family, but they made it work. Ezra on the other hand was now fifteen and had been at the Academy for a little over a year. Analia was the only one who really got to see their son on a daily basis, since she was his instructor, but Raleigh hardly ever stepped foot on to that side of the Shatterdome. Since he had joined the Academy the boys' relationship had started to go downhill, and Analia often found herself urging her husband to simply go down and see their son at night before he came home to her.

Over time it had just become a topic that they rarely discussed because they would fight about it. So instead Analia did her best to spend as much time with her son as she could. She ate lunch with him and the cadets every day, unless on the rare occasion Raleigh was actually free. Ana would often get Grace for lunch and bring her to the mess hall to socialize with all the other kids and get out of their apartment. Though there were times when she would be on her way to get their daughter and she would run into their babysitter who was frantically searching for Grace. When it first started happening, she would freak out and panic, not knowing where her daughter was. Until she recognized a pattern. Every time without fail, Grace would always be on her way to find her big brother or had already found him in the mess hall. And Analia found herself having difficulty staying mad. The relationship between Ezra and Grace was precious and she was grateful that they were close despite the five-and-a-half-year age gap.