Baby Book - Phase Two

Chapter One - Confirmation

Mid October, 2270

Grayson watched mama and baba getting ready to go somewhere. Unca Jim was here to play with him while they were gone. Mama bent over and kissed him and told him to be good. Baba laid his hand briefly on top of his head and he felt that warmth fill him up. He grinned and waved at them and tugged on Unca Jim's hand. "Let's go play with the blocks, Unca Jim."

"Right you are, Grayson. And then maybe you'll show me how to work that little shuttle you got for your birthday."

"Okay, Unca Jim." This was going to be fun.

***

Nyota lay back on the biobed, one hand between Spock's, while Len ran the scanner over her body. Spock was watching the tell-tales on the wall over her head. She felt him squeeze her hand just seconds before Len let out a whoop.

"There it is, sure as daylight. Look at that!"

One would almost think that he felt responsible for what was showing up. She smiled at him.

"Now hold still, darlin' and let me get the DNA scan. Just try not to move at all for the next two minutes." He did several things with his scanner and held it steady over her abdomen.

She could hear Spock counting the time for her in the back of her mind. She concentrated on remaining perfectly still, barely breathing at all. When the two minutes was up, she let out a long sigh. And then she waited while Len checked to see what was revealed.

"Okay, Okay, you can get up. Let's go in my office and look at this." He led the way into his cramped, messy office, sweeping stacks of stuff off the two chairs on the other side of his desk. He set the medical tricorder in the dock beside his comlink and downloaded the data, then pulled up the displays he wanted. "See right here." he pointed to something on the display.

Spock leaned forward to look. "Yes, just as we told you. Female."

"Yeah, right, but this is official!"

Spock looked at Nyota with his eyebrow raised. She smothered her laughter and patted his hand. Just let Len do it his own way, ashayam.

"And this here." he pointed in delight.

Spock's brows drew together. "I do not understand."

"Red blood. Not nearly so many complications possible."

"Ah."

"I know you'd really like a green-blooded kid, but believe me, this is better, all-round."

"I really do not care what color the blood is, doctor, as long as the child is healthy."

"Well, this one certainly is. Not one single lethal gene in there. Everythin' looks just fine." He smiled and reached into his bottom drawer. "Shall we celebrate? Ooops, sorry beautiful, you can't have any of this."

"Doctor, I do wish you would refrain from addressing my wife in this manner." Nyota was giggling again. She squeezed his hand and promised him something ...later. His ears started to turn green. McCoy noticed and raised an eyebrow at him. He closed his mouth and said nothing.

"Okay, back here in one month - or sooner if anything just doesn't feel right. If you start heavin' up your breakfast just call Christine and she'll get you somethin', okay?"

"Yes, thank you Len. Bye now." And they were out the door, walking home. Reassured. Although he could sense health and vitality, knowing that the DNA analysis was clean was certainly good news.