No matter how settled he had become in his new life, he knew this was an inevitability. That one day they would be left to defend themselves and their family. It was an eventuality he had prepared for.

The sound of something not right hits him, nagging at the back of his mind. It's a sensation that causes him to wake and instead of the half-drowsy state he might find himself in the mornings, he's brought to full alertness within seconds. Part of him wonders if it is a lingering feeling from youth, a dream of the past that he can't quite grasp beyond the feelings of it now that he is awake.

It's her voice that tells him he's not the only one who recognizes it. Someone is in their home that does not belong there, someone who slipped past their security net. There's no hesitation as he steps out of bed, feet light and quiet, and reaches for a stunner he keeps within easy reach. The wristcom that is almost always glued to him is there too and he presses a button on the side of it that sends an alert to Imperial Security that something is wrong. Very wrong.

There's no need for him to reply vocally, his wife knows him well and knows he is up and ready. Whatever was coming for them, they would be facing it together.