Battle Born
This is fan fiction of Star Trek which belongs to other creative people. It is General and non slash. Rated T.
Summary: During an evacuation from a disputed planet Dr Leonard McCoy is presumed killed and left behind. He finds a dead Vulcan woman and saves her infant daughter. Late he 'acquires' a pregnant Klingon wife about to give birth. They are captured by Orion slavers. Dr. McCoy must escape and take his new family back to the Federation. Different backstory for Worf.
Warning for use of Biblical quotes. You don't like don't read.
Battle Born
Defend the weak and the fatherless Psalms 83:3
Chapter One
There was so much green blood. Sightless dark eyes stared up at Dr. McCoy out of a pale face. "Damned it to hell." Leonard swore under his breath. The Vulcan looked so much like Commander Spock that it had unnerved him.
An explosion rocked the ruins of the building. Debris rained down on them. The young blond nurse whimpered. Nervously she covered her mouth with her hands. She'd transferred from the Yorktown eager for an adventurous life. Only she was frightened out of her wits and she'd managed to piss off the Chief Medical Officer on the Enterprise.
Dr. McCoy sucked in a breath as he covered the face of the Vulcan with towel he'd pulled from the rubble. "Nurse," he shouted. "Get to the pickup point. They're all dead here." He said it with great regret. He shoved his communicator into her hands. It was the only way short of slapping the hell out of her to motive the frightened young woman to move. "GO! Tell Hendorff there are no more survivors. I'm right behind you."
Not needing a second order the young nurse scrambled over the debris sprinting for the pickup point. Leonard inhaled and grabbed his medical bag wishing Christine had come down with him. She wouldn't have dropped or lost valuable equipment. He started after the nurse. Jim would be impatiently waiting to get the Enterprise out of harm's way.
Help me.
Leonard spun around. "Someone alive?" Another explosion shook the ground closer this time. More debris fell from the ceiling. Moving among the bodies Leonard searched for who ever had called him. Another explosion. Leonard staggered on his feet. "Where are you?"
Finally. Leonard climbed over debris to reach the dark haired Vulcan woman. Unlike both pale Spock and the dead Vulcan Leonard had encountered, this Vulcan woman had the golden brown skin of a desert dweller. He pulled an over turned bed off of her. Her head hung at an unnatural angle. "Ma'am." He paused. She was dead. He sighed heavily. She'd been pregnant. Just as he was about to leave her stomach moved. "Sweet God in heaven."
Moving quickly Leonard opened up his medical kit. "I'm sorry, Ma'am." He said. "I promise to take care of your baby." He skillfully slit open her swollen belly. Inside he found the embryo sac still intact. The baby moved frantically. Ignoring the sound of another explosion Leonard quickly slit open the embryo sac. Hot liquid poured out over his hands. He carefully lifted the tiny baby girl.
Wiping off her face and cleaning off her nose and mouth Leonard blew very gently into her nose and mouth. She made a face and cried. "Thank God." Leonard said. He quickly clipped the umbilical cord. The Vulcan woman's baby bag was on the floor. Leonard wrapped the baby girl in soft gray blanket with a number of Vulcan words embroidered on it. With his free hand he pulled a blanket from the bed over the dead Vulcan woman. "I'm sorry I can't do more, Ma'am."
A whistling sound filled the air. "Damned it." Leonard looked frantically around. There was no way he'd escape with the baby in his arms.
Here.
Leonard turned quickly around. "Hello," he shouted. Then he spotted the doorway. "Shelter!" He grinned as he stumbled over the debris carrying both his medical kit and baby bag slung over his shoulders. He hugged tiny Savannah to his body as he raced to the shelter door. His medical kit caught on the edge of a bed frame. Struggling Leonard pulled free as the strap broke. The medical kit hit the ground spilling its contents everywhere. There was no time to retrieve his fallen medical kit. Closing the door behind him emergency lights came on. Leonard hurried down the stairs. At the bottom of the stairs he spotted a door with glowing letters. Using his shoulder he shoved his way inside.
Nurse Holly Jones gasped as she reached the pickup point. Members of the Enterprise rescue team and the few survivors were being beamed back up to the waiting Enterprise. She looked behind her. "Doctor McCoy," she gasped. The grumpy doctor was no where in sight. She frantically waved the doctor's communicator in the direction she'd come.
Security officer Hendorff turned in the direction of the ruin of the hospital building that Nurse Jones was pointing to. He'd taken half a step when he spotted the dark objects in the sky hurtling towards them. A whistling sound echoed through the air. His communicator went off. "EVERYONE OUT OF THERE! MULITIPLE WARHEADS ARE HEADING YOUR WAY!"
The sky was full of dark objects headed their way from seemingly every direction. There was no way that the Enterprise could stop them.
"Everyone," Hendorff shouted. "We're beaming up NOW!"
Light danced over them.
Half and hour later Nurse Holly Jones sat on a biobed. Christine set a blanket over her shoulders. Grief hung in the air. "We-we heard someone but they were all dead." She sniffled. "Dr. McCoy ordered me to the pickup site."
Both Captain Jim Kirk and Commander Spock stood grimly facing the shell shocked young nurse. Tears spilled down Nurse Jones' face. "He was supposed to be right behind me." She looked up at the captain and first officer. "He must have heard something. Dr. McCoy wasn't going to leave anyone behind."
Jim slowly nodded. He struggled not to let the tears fall. "Rest." He and Spock grimly walked out of Sickbay.
"We scanned the area, Captain." Spock said. "The hospital was in the blast radius. All buildings completely collapsed. Given the fire storm that swept over the city immediately afterwards, there are no remains to be found." He left unsaid that any human, Klingon, Vulcan, or Wry-cu would have been incinerated.
Engineer Scott came down the hall with Keenser walked slowly at his side. "Captain." There was deep regret in his voice. "We were able to locate the possible melted remains of some medical scalpels. They were made from a titanium alloy not found on the planet." He paused not saying that soft human tissue and bones wouldn't have been found.
Letting out a sad sigh Jim forced out, "Bones deserved a lot better than to die on a disputed planet. Take us out of here." Tears leaked from his eyes. Spock felt a twinge in his side. They'd both miss the good doctor. His eyes felt damp. He blinked several times to clear them.
Klingon ship
"Both Klingon and human settlements have been hit by multiple warheads." Huss growled. "Our warriors were able to retaliate. They wiped the Wry-cu colony from existence."
Commander Kargon let out a grunt of approval. They all stood and threw back their heads howling for any dead Klingons who'd gone to the hereafter as warriors.
The planet, a class 3 M planet had been the subject of dispute between the Klingon Empire, the Federation and the cursed Wry-cu. Kargon drew in a breath. Now thanks to the blasted Wry-cu part of the planet would be unlivable for sometime. He growled in frustration.
"Sir," the communications officer turned to Kargon. "I'm picking up a low signal in Klingon. There are survivors. Women and children."
Kargon's lips pulled back from his sharp teeth. "We go to rescue them!"
Meanwhile back on the planet t had been two days since Leonard carrying Savannah had found the door to the underground shelter. They still wouldn't have survived if Leonard hadn't spotted the emergency door to the underground rail system.
In the single family vehicle they'd shot over the tracks. Blast doors had shut behind them. They'd reached the first survival station outside of the city when the warheads hit. Their vehicle came to a lurching stop. Leonard got off of the vehicle. Savannah was making soft noises. He knew the newborn infant was hungry.
Fortunately, the shelter station was well stocked. Leonard had to try three different baby formulas to find the one that little Savanna could tolerate and liked.
"Joanna wasn't as picky." Leonard smiled down at the infant cradled in his arms. Her little head full of dark hair and pointed ears were covered by a soft gray knit hat. Leonard had changed from his soiled uniform into brown trousers, a tee shirt and flannel shirt. His Star Fleet issue boots were replaced by comfortable walking shoes. He looked like one of the human settlers.
Leonard closed his eyes for a moment as Savannah drank her bottle. "Jim probably thinks I'm dead." He released a sigh. The nurse had left with his communicator. His med kit was gone. "We've got to find a way to send out a signal. We can't stay here forever."
Once Savanna was sleeping in the baby sling against his body Leonard checked out the stalled vehicle. "Damned it. I'm a doctor not a mechanic." He sighed. There was also the problem of opening the blast doors.
Further down the tracks a blast door made a creaking sound. Leonard sucked in a breath. He watched as the door was slowly pushed open. Tightly holding onto Savanna Leonard took a step backwards.
Dyla-ToQ shoved the blast door with all her strength. She could feel the child moving in her heavily swollen belly. She spotted the human male holding the infant. Hope flared inside of her. Her mate and family were ashes. This baby was all she had left. "Help me," she cried out in English. "My baby comes." Hot water ran down her legs.
Several hours later Dr. McCoy handed Dyla her baby boy. "First ones take their time." He smiled at her. He'd used the emergency medical supplies.
Dyla grunted as she put her son to her full breast. "His name is Worf. He will be a great warrior."
Letting out a soft cry Savannah let Leonard know she needed to be changed. "I've got to tend to Savannah." Leonard left Dyla feeding her infant.
Dyla watched the human doctor. She was without a mate. Worf would need a father. Dyla frowned. Humans were weak. Even their lovemaking was said to be soft. When she and her child were rescued they'd be without a clan unless, she looked down at her infant son. "I'm sorry but this is our only choice."
Rising Dyla called to Dr. McCoy. "We need to leave this place. There is a Klingon ship coming to rescue the remaining women and children."
Leonard looked up from changing Savannah. "I'm a human from the Federation." He said cautiously.
"As my husband you would be under my protection." She didn't say that being married would give her and Worf protection too.
"There's no one around here to marry us." Leonard said sharply. His failed marriage came to his mind.
"We'll find a way," Dyla stomped to the stall vehicle. It took only a few minutes to get it running again. "Pack," she said. "I'll have the blast doors open and we'll rejoin the others on the other side of the last blast door."
Dyla it seemed could fix a lot of things. As the blast doors opened they made their escape in the well packed vehicle to where a group of Klingons and a few humans waited.
When they reached the waiting group everyone heard the sound of transporters. "That's not Klingon transporters," a Klingon woman shouted. The humans among them smiled in relief. Leonard turned to tell Dyla that they didn't need to get married.
"Orion bastards!"
Dyla grabbed Leonard shoving him and Savannah behind her. She pushed them back against a dark well in the wall. A door opened behind them and they disappeared in the dark. They could hear the sound of phasers on stun and screams.
The door was kicked in. Light shone on them. Dyla roared. "Don't touch my mate or children!"
Several Orion slavers snickered.
"Don't stun her, you bastards," Leonard shouted. "Dyla just gave birth."
"Interesting family." One Orion said. He waved a phaser. "Move or I stun you all."
Dyla and Leonard made their way back to the main room. They saw Klingon women sprawled on the floor. "Take them up with the others. The brothels will pay good money for the children and the humans. We'll sell the Klingon women to the mines for workers."
Leonard felt his heart freeze. The next instant everything vanished in the transporter beam.
TBC
