I dedicate this to a close friend I met in Spain.
Tami left the bathroom and joined Spock on her bed. She snuggled against him and relaxed for the first time since she had told him her period was overdue. "It's fine. I'm not pregnant. Sorry I acted so strangely."
He pulled her closer and nuzzled her hair. "It is quite alright. I understand the prospect of being pregnant is not pleasant for you."
She laughed. "And I always thought only other women understood my panic."
Spock frowned. "Surely, the man you were in a relationship with for several years would have offered some support."
She snorted. "I doubt he took me seriously when I tried to talk about what we'd do in case of an unplanned pregnancy. And he probably thought I was paranoid. Once I asked him if he was sure the condom had sustained no damage and he outright told me 'You just were on your period. You can't get pregnant.'"
"There is never a 100 % certainty. So you did not discuss the issue?"
She sighed. "Not to my satisfaction. I mean I just wanted to have that bit of extra security, to know my life wouldn't just be ruined and I was left alone to somehow pick up the pieces. I not only wanted to be sure of my family's support, but his as well. Is that so much to ask?"
He lifted her chin up to look into her eyes. "It is not. Would you like to discuss it with me?"
She blinked at him before taking a deep breath. "Spock, what if I became pregnant and decided to keep it?"
He took hold of a wool-clad wrist and squeezed it. "We would begin by finding a suitable place to live for you and the child. I would consider Upper Bavaria as it would be easy for you to adjust to culture and environment."
She snorted. "You are aware you'd be freezing your butt off in winter?"
He came close to rolling his eyes. "There is always clothing to keep me warm. Moreover, I would ensure that you have everything you require. I would see to it that you have the technological means and access to sufficient research material to continue your studies and work after your recovery. I am aware that you do not wish to be entirely dependent on me. I know those things are vague, but we would manage. Together. You have my fullest support and I offer you any bit of security you require."
She sniffed. "So, you'd come home anytime you're able and we'd bring up the child mixed-culture?"
He brushed her hair away from her face. "Yes."
She nodded. "Ok. Thanks for your patience and indulging my paranoia."
"It is no problem. To me, you are a gift that many have failed to treasure."
She was too stunned to speak. A few tears ran down her cheeks, but she smiled brightly before kissing him deeply. He returned it, rubbing her back.
"You know," she said after a while. "I'm not scared of being pregnant because I don't want to carry your child, right?"
Now it was his turn to blink. "I…"
She fixed a stern gaze on him. "Don't deny it. I could see it in your eyes."
He permitted himself a sigh. "It is hard to shake off insecurities that are so deeply rooted."
She kissed his neck while rubbing soothing patterns across his back. "Never ever think I care one single bit about you being half Vulcan and half human. If I become pregnant, there is no one I'd rather want to be the father than the man I care about the most. Am I clear?"
He hid his smile in her hair. "Yes, mam. Should I prepare the heating pad for your abdomen?"
She laughed. "No, I'm fine. Just hold me." So he did.
Sorry if it's out of character.