Nine months

By Natta

Summary: The title says it all. Beka/Dylan

Disclaimer: The usual.

A/N I'm sorry I haven't written for so long, I had a minor writer's block on this one. So I'm really sorry!

Month two

~Beka~

Things are back to normal now aboard the Andromeda, it was slightly chaotic here when the news first came. Trance was so happy about it, you could almost think it was her having the baby. Harper was happy too I guess, but I don't think he really understands it yet. He says he can't picture me as a mother, and I must say I have a hard time too. Tyr was, well, Tyr is Tyr. To him breeding is the whole point of a relationship so I guess he's happy in his own way, although he's not very likely to throw a celebration party. Dylan is really excited now that it's actually happening, all thoughts of having a hard time raising a kid while restoring the commonwealth and fighting numerous enemies are gone with the wind. And me? Well, I'm happy I guess although I haven't fully comprehended it yet. Hard to believe that I, Beka Valentine are to become a mother. I wonder what daddy would say if he knew. Or Rafe. I laugh a little at that, but maybe I should find him, telling him the news. Oh well, we'll see. I bet he still isn't over the shock of mine and Dylan's marriage. Actually, this whole parent thing would be great if it wasn't for the pregnant stuff. The morning sickness doesn't stick to be morning sickness, it's more like this all-day sickness. I can't slipstream either, I get all dizzy and much sicker when I try and it really pisses me off. I can't count all the times I've told Dylan that he can carry the baby next time and it's only been a week yet. Well, two weeks, but we've only known for one.

My thoughts are interrupted by someone entering the room. I don't have to look around to know who it is and my suspicions are confirmed when my hair is stroken aside and soft lips touches my neck. I smile and tilt my head to the side to give him better access. Suddenly he stops and I turn to him.

'How are ya doing' I ask, pulling him down to sit next to me.

'Mhm,' he say tiredly. 'I just spoke to Harper about those enhancements.'

'He getting anywhere?' He sighs and shakes his head.

'No. I hope he'll give that up soon.'

'Dylan! You know that if anyone can do it, it's him!' I gently slap Dylan's head, feeling that I should support my friend.

'Ow! Yeah, but the problem is, I don't think anyone *could* do this. It's a futile project.' His tone gets softer and he puts an arm around me, pulling me closer. 'How are you feeling? Any better?' I look up at him.

'No, not really. But not worse either.' He strokes my hair and kisses me gently. I lean into the kiss, but doesn't let it get too deep. It's been that way lately. A little hugging and kissing is fine, but my stomach turns just by the thought of moving further.

I break the kiss and lean my forehead against his. I smile gently and he returns it.

'Maybe it's time we go to bed?' he asks. I nod and prepare for yet another night of insomnia.

~Dylan~

Three weeks now. That's how long I've known about the baby and it should be enough time to adjust, but it's a lot harder than I imagined. Still when I look at Beka, I can't believe that our child is actually inside of her. It's way too unbelievable and weird. And yet, I feel this jolt of happiness when I put my hand on her still flat stomach, although it hasn't started to move and won't in a long time. Just the knowledge that it's there is more than enough for me. I hope she eats enough though, she's never been a heavy eater, and now worse than ever. She claims everything makes her sick, and I don't doubt for a second that it's true. My heart aches when I feel her toss and turn, and moan at night and know there's nothing I can do. I wish I could carry the little one, or take her pain, but of course that's impossible. So all I can do is hold her, comfort her and try to make sure she has everything she needs. I've heard that pregnant women often has something that they can't get enough of, like chocolate or oranges. I was trying to make out what Beka's "craving" was for an hour. That ended with her groaning and tiredly smacking me in the head, telling me that the only thing she really wanted was to get a sedative and sleep through the rest of the pregnancy. So I guess there isn't really anything she wants to eat. I look over at her, she's trying to eat some dinner. I've finished mine a long time ago, but I have a feeling she hasn't really eaten anything at all.

'Beka,' I say gently, getting her attention. She's picking with her fork in the food, reluctant to put it in her mouth. I have chosen some food that doesn't smell anything at all, since smells makes her want to throw up. Seems like she still doesn't really feel like eating.

'Yeah?' She says simply, looking up at me. I tilt my head to the side and sigh.

'You haven't really eaten anything, have you?' She looks to the side and cross her arms over her chest.

'It's not so easy.' I rise and walk around the table. When I'm at her side, I lean down and sit on my heels.

'Why don't you just try it, maybe it will make it better?' She looks at me with a disbelieving look but forces herself to pick up some rice and hesitantly put it in her mouth. She swallows it, but doesn't really look like she feels better.

'Try to take some more,' I say gently and she complies. Maybe it didn't make her feel worse anyway. After a few times, she puts her fork down and looks down, breathing laboured.

'Beka?' I ask, pulling away a few locks of hair that blocks her face out of my sight. Her eyes are clenched shut and her breathing is labored. Suddenly, she gets up and runs away with her hand covering her mouth. She didn't get that far though, but ended up throwing up on the floor. I was there with her through it, holding her hair away and then holding her tight when it was over.

'I'm sorry,' she whispered. I cast a glance on the mess and stroke her back gently.

'Don't worry about it baby,' I whisper back in her ear, 'I'll get one of the bots to clean it up. Besides, I'm the one who should be sorry, I made you eat that.' Her face snuggles closer to my shoulder and she leans into my embrace, her whole body relaxing against me.

'Come on,' I say, rubbing her back, 'let's get you to bed.' She moans and pulls further into my embrace. I gently pull her up in my arms and she leans her head against my chest, half asleep already.

'Rommie?' The hologram pops up and looks at me.

'Would you mind getting one of the bots to clean this up?' She smiles at me.

'Not at all,' she says and blinks out of existence. I carry Beka out of obs deck and toward our quarters.

'Hey, you can't fall asleep yet, we're not even there,' I laugh at her. She opens an eye.

'Sorry, I don't know why I'm so tired all the time,' she says and yawns. 'Thanks though for carrying me.'

'The least I can do,' I say. 'And you're pregnant, that's why you're tired.' She groans.

'Remind me that I hate being pregnant.' Then her eyes close and her head falls back again. When I turn around a corner, I bump into Harper.

'Hey,' I say quietly and he smiles, then looks at Beka.

'Uh, is she sleeping or what?' I look down at her. She looks like it.

'I dunno. Beka?' No answer. 'Yeah, she is.' Harper nods slowly and walks around me. I smile slightly at his confusion, don't think he's used to this yet. I tap in the code for our quarters and walk in. The doors silently open and I put Beka on the bed, proceeding to carefully remove her clothes and then cover her with a blanket. I smile at her sleeping form and suddenly my heart is filled with happiness and love at the sight in front of me. My wife, and soon-to-be child. I lean forward and press a kiss on her forehead. She makes a small content sound and moves to lie on her side. I quickly dress off down to my boxers and slid down beside her. I fall asleep, smiling.

~Beka~

I wake up in our bed, can't remember how I got there though. I look at the clock and see it's only six in the morning. Have a feeling that I won't go back to sleep though. My head is throbbing like hell and my mouth is dry as a sheet. I make my way out of bed, although my whole body protests as I do. I pull a blanket around me and go to get a glass of water. As I try to drink it the sickening feeling returns and I quickly put the glass away before sliding down to the floor, taking deep breaths. I sit there for a long time, don't know how long but finally I manage to rise again and get back to bed. It is not long before the alarm goes off. I still want to work as usual, but Trance says it won't be long until I have to stop completely.

'Good morning,' Dylan says and gets out of bed. I follow him quickly, feeling a little better today. Fifteen minutes later, we leave our quarters, heading for command.

We get there and are very surprised when no one is there.

'What the hell is this,' Dylan mutters, 'who is supposed to be here now?'

'Tyr I think,' I answer, 'maybe something happened?' We don't have any time to speculate over that, because suddenly they jump out from different hidden places.

'Surprise!' They yell and I jump, startled. Everyone is there, even Tyr although he doesn't yell of course. Trance goes up to me, a big smile on her face.

'We just thought.we haven't really celebrated the baby and.well we thought we'd surprise you.' I smile widely, happy that they would do this for us.

'It's great,' I say, 'I'm so happy that you took the time and everything.' They all look happy, even Tyr has a hint of a smile on his face. They start pulling out hidden balloons and other party stuff, but all I can think is that I'm grateful for having so great friends.

~TBC~

Meliy: Good chapter. Write more soon.

Natta: Thanx

StarTraveler: Cool story. please continue

Natta: Sure I will

Nsane1: Wow! I thought that was a great chapter. I don't really ship for Dylan/Beka anymore because of the way Dylan's portrayed on TV, but I love the way you're writing Dylan and I like him being married to Beka! I can't wait for more!

Natta: Thanks for the good feedback and I hate the TV Dylan, but I like fanfic Dylan.

Iara: Aw, So cute! Beka and Dylan with children! ^-^

Natta: Child, Ash, child. Lol, just kidding.

D. Lerious: Awesome! I liked how you switched POVs :)

Natta. Thanx, I like switching POVs as it gives some perspective to the story.

MaryRose: Oh, please, do go on. I am such a B/D shipper and there aren't enough stories out there IMO.

Natta: No, there should be a lot more.

EyeCandy: OH SURE! Leave me HANGING! It's good! Keep going! PLEASE

Natta: lol, this doesn't have a cliffie anyway.

Casper: I like it! Please write more soon. Thanks

Natta: Yeah, am writing.

Dragonmyst: Wonderful start. I am looking forward to the remaining months :)

Natta: Still seven left.

Unadrieniel: Ahh! Dylan, Beka and a little Bless! Waiting for the next installment!

Natta: lol, little bless, that sounds so cute!

Parisindy: cool

Natta: Thanx

Diana: Great start! Please continue soon ! I can't wait to see what you write next.

Natta: Time to wait again.