Keeping a family safe from assassins and kidnappers?
Well damn if his life as a cop and a Jedi didn't just merge into one some days. Honestly, he had done things like this before he ever picked up the lightsaber and he was amused that he was still doing things like this even after decades of working with the saber. Some people might have been annoyed at how the more things changed the more they stayed the same but not Max.
He found it rather comforting - it suggested he had been doing good back then and he was still doing it now. No reason to change course if he had picked the right way the first time round after all. Standing around in the entrance hall to the modest home the small family had, Max tried not to let the noise of two one-year old babies crying get to him as he scanned the area with the Force and his physical senses.
And tried to ignore the fact that he was a Jedi Master, currently carrying a backpack full of diapers.
Gregor was upstairs with both of the children now, getting them settled into carriers or strollers or whatever it was that baby-holders were called when they were more like a basket than a pram. He was suddenly rather glad he didn't have any children.
@Killa Ree