Summery:

Everyone agrees, one Kirk is bad enough, two is asking for trouble. But what happens when it can't be helped? Will it spell total disaster or will it be a blessing in disguise? Naw, no way! And what about the pretty, young Aunt who comes too? And how the Heck does someone stop attracting the attention of a Vulcan Science officer? SpockxOC beginning of KirkxUhura

A/N: As this is my first fan-fic please be kind. I am dyslexic so if you see a spelling errors please let me know. My story is also unbeta-ed so my mistakes are my own. Also, if you have any ideas that you think would be cool to incorporate please let me know as it's always helpful to have more ideas, even if I don't use them right away.

Thanks for reading!

Sephraim Annatau

Disclaimer: I don't own Star Trek, if I did things would be different, and Spock would be both snarky and sarcastic.

Prologue

"When's Mommy coming home," a small girl asked the young woman standing next to her; she couldn't be more than five years old. "Aunt Seph," She asked looking up at the woman "is everything ok? Is Mommy ok?" her voice shook a little as she asked about her mother.

"It will be, sweetheart, it will be," her aunt said sadly looking into the distance "Soon," she whispered her voice breaking a little as she spoke "but mommy…" her voice completely broke leaving her unable to finish the sentence.

Somehow the girl knew her mommy wasn't coming home anymore. She also knew her aunt was really sad and hurting. Mommy had always told her that her hugs always made her feel better, so she reasoned that it would also make her aunt feel better too, that's how it worked, right? She wasn't too sure, but it made sense so it had to work. She didn't want her aunt to continue to be sad, because it made her sad.

So she did what she reasoned would help her aunt, she wrapped her little arms around her hips, as she wasn't tall enough to reach her waist yet.

"It's ok, Aunt Seph," she said, her voice slightly muffled from having her face pressed against her aunt "We'll make do. If you need help just ask me. Mommy always called me her big-helper-girl. I know I can help you, too."

Her aunt looked down at her smiling softly at her earnest words. Slowly she knelt down to better hug her niece. They stayed like that for a few minutes as her aunt gathered the strength to face the world. A few moments after she strengthened her resolve she pulled back a bit and looked at her niece.

"Dasa," she hesitantly began.

"Yes," the girl prompted. As her aunt hesitated a bit more the girl had a panicked thought race through her mind. Aunt Seph wants to get rid of me, nobody want to keep me! No! She instantly squashed that thought, Aunt Seph helped raise me, and she's like a second mother to me. She would never want to get rid of me unless it was for the best! It has to be something else. She glanced up at her aunt, but what? She questioned.

Her aunt took a deep breath and staring at her niece finally asked, "How would you like to live with your father?"

It took several heartbeats for that to settle in, but when it did…

"I have a Dad?!" she shrieked at her aunt in disbelief, shock clear on her face.

"Yes," her aunt said slowly not knowing how she'll respond to this new news, as her mother specifically asked that unless it was very important or if her daughter was in danger, her younger sister was not allowed to tell either her daughter of the father that the other existed.

The look of fear that crossed the child's face broke her heart and the question that followed it even more so.

"Will he want me?" she asked her aunt.

"If what your mother told me is true then yes, sweety, he will. She's told me a lot of times that he had told her that he wanted children."

"Then why wasn't he part of my life?" she desperately wanted to know.

"Dasa," her aunt said sadly "He didn't know you existed. Your mother never told him, as he was entering Starfleet and she didn't want to hold him back. She was very sorry she didn't tell him but she always wanted to tell him she just didn't know how. And as you got older she thought that he had moved on and," she sighed "how would you tell a man you haven't spoken to in three and a half years that 'oh by the way, you have a kid you didn't know about'. Is that how you'd do it? How would you respond to that?"

After a moment of silence the woman spoke, "I'm sorry. I know this is hard on you too. Will you forgive me?"

"I forgive you," she hesitated "and if you think he'd like me, I'd be ok with living with him as long as you're with me too."

The skeptic look on her aunt's face made her giggle a bit. "Sweetheart," she said with a reproving tone "you and your dad are so similar that you have to get along. Though," she paused as her niece held her breath "I'm not so sure that Starfleet won't have problems with two of you on one starship." Her aunt looked at her with wide eyes, "Oh my gosh-a-billies, that's just asking for a disaster with you two on a ship together!"

She giggled some more watching her aunt through her eyelashes. "If you think Starfleet would let us I'm ok with living on a starship."

"I'm sure they'd let us."