Ok, this is actually just the same chapter 4 from the original Ascension. There was no need to edit or add to this but I needed to post this for you guys since I have been absent for so long.

I was woken up by Spock, though not in a traditional way with him waking me up with words, but with movement.

I faded from my dreams slowly, hearing the shuffle of cloth and the thump of boots somewhere in front of my face. I inhaled deeply, snuggling my face deeper into the pillow, quickly realizing that it was cold. I was cold. Spock wasn't in the bed with me anymore. My eyes fluttered open, focused on the empty part of the bed. I ran my hand out over the sheets, frowning at how cold it was, and then I looked up, smiling slyly when I was met with Spock's bare back. I propped my elbow up on the bed, cradling my head in my hand as I watched him slide on his shirt, his right hand coming up to adjust the cuff of his left sleeve. He paused for a moment, his whole body still, and then he looked back at me

"I was not aware that you were awake."

I chuckled a little, craning my neck back a little as he placed both hands on the side of the bed, his bulk leaning over me. After a moment I gave up and rolled onto my back, smiling up at him. "It's not like I haven't seen any of it before," I reminded him.

He nodded gently, bending lower, his lips catching mine. I squeaked a little at the contact, not expecting him to initiate the kiss – it was a first – but I wasn't complaining. I lifted my arms up, wrapping them around his neck and tugging him down a little further. One of his hands came up, running across my thigh before it slipped to my stomach. I forgot, I was fucking naked. My cheeks heated up impossibly hot and I pulled away from his lips, looking down to his hand that was settled just under my navel. He craned his neck towards my gaze but I grabbed a hold to the side of his face and I forced him to look back to my eyes.

"Nope," I stated simply.

"No what?"

I just shook my head, the blush still keeping my skin as hot as his. "Just no…"

"You are embarrassed for me to see you in a bare state," I still didn't look him in the eyes. "I see…I did not mean to make you uncomfortable, I was simply trying to see…"

I looked up at him then. "Spock, it's natural for a woman to get a little shy when a man sees her naked, plus you saw me like this last night and everything," I explained gently, my left hand reaching down and lying across his that was against my stomach. "And its fine, I know what you were trying to do and its ok, but I don't think you can feel anything yet…"

He looked slightly disappointed but nodded. I smiled at that and let my hand slip around behind his head, urging him gently down towards my face. I smiled into the kiss, feeling how soft his skin was as my fingers played across the back of his neck. His fingers dug into my skin around my stomach a little, the extremities shaking slightly. I frowned a little and pulled away from his lips gently, seeing his eyes still closed and that made me smile again. He opened his eyes as I pulled his hand away from my stomach, watching me sit up. I covered my bare chest for a moment and then sighed, letting my arm drop.

Who cared anymore?

"Spock!"

We both jumped and I looked to the door with wide eyes, my heart hammering in my chest. I looked to Spock and he was simply staring at the door, arms still propping him up on the bed. I swallowed the lump in my throat and jumped to my feet, grabbing Spock's attention rather quickly.

"Stall him," I hissed, running to his bathroom and shutting the door.

I took in a deep breath as I listened to Spock walking towards the door, his footsteps firm and echoing. I grabbed the plain black shirt I had brought and sliding it on. I fumbled with the gray pants I brought and tugged my fingers through my hair, loosening the knots a little as I stepped closer to the door, listening intently to what I could.

"Captain Kirk," Spock said in a musing tone. "To what do I owe this rude wake up call?"

"I can't fine Lizzy," he didn't sound truly flustered, he sounded slightly aggravated. "No one else has seen her."

"So you came to me?"

"Yeah, I've already asked everybody else if they had seen her. Uhura said there was something very serious she wanted to talk to me about. Lizzy never has anything serious to talk about."

He never listened to me, did he?

Spock hummed for a moment. "I do believe I know where she is," oh no he wasn't. "Lissette, Kirk is here looking for you."

I glared at the door for the longest time, wishing I could just burn Spock alive at the moment. He just threw me under the bus! What the hell was he doing? I guess it was better than leaving me to my own devices. If he didn't do this, I think I would just tell Kirk I was pregnant when the baby was born. I took in a deep breath and flexed my fingers at my sides before I reached up and ran my hands over my face, through my hair. I shook my head a little and grabbed the door handle, watching it turn slowly before I opened the door and stepped out of the bathroom, smiling shyly at Kirk as Spock took a step closer to me, eyeing me with those protective eyes.

"Hi Kirk," I mumbled, waving a little.

He looked between Spock and I for a moment, piecing everything together in his head, but he was taking too long for his mouth to wait. "What the hell is going on here?"

"Captain Kirk, language," Spock chastised with a small, totally smart-ass, quirk of his mouth. He then looked to me, making me feel so small. "Ms. Uhura seems to have told Kirk you had something to tell him…"

I grit my teeth and took a step towards Spock, arms coming up to cover my chest. "Yeah, I'll just have to thank her when I see her next," I grumbled.

"Lizzy," Kirk looked at me with that rare stern look. "Tell me what's going on now, why are you in Spock's room? Why did Uhura have to tell me you wanted to talk?"

I groaned a little, shoulders slumping. "Fuck…come in here, I don't want anyone else hearing about this yet," I walked around him, shooing him inside before I shut the door. I turned back to him, seeing him eyeing Spock with a deadly glint in those eyes. "Kirk," I quipped and it caught his attention. "Sit down."

He looked around for a moment then back to me. "Where?"

I rolled my eyes. "Where do you think," I muttered, walking around him again. "The bed," I sat on the edge myself, patting the space beside me.

He hesitated but then nodded, sitting beside me while Spock stayed near the door. Good, I didn't want them that close to each other, though I would prefer Spock at one end of the ship and Kirk at the other when I told him this. I guess I was protective of Spock as much as he was protective of me. I swallowed thickly, eyes flickering to Spock, waiting for a signal of some sort. I got in a curt nod. So he was as tense as I was. Of course, he wasn't that one that was having the kid, but whatever. I took in a deep breath and looked over to Kirk, smiling a little as I placed my hand on his knee. A flicker of confusion went across his face. I was never so serious with Kirk so I bet this was just a little confusing.

"Well, I think you can already piece together one piece of this, or are you that dense right now," I raised my eyebrows a little.

It took him a moment but he shook his head and then shrugged a little. "I don't really know…but I'm thinking you and Spock have been messing around behind my back."

He sounded like a boyfriend that found out his girlfriend had been cheating on him. I nodded a little. "Well, yeah. Good, you got that much figured out."

"Was that what you had to talk to me about," Kirk asked, looking truly puzzled.

I shook my head a little. "No, but it was a part of it," I looked over at Spock and bit my lip, wanting help but knowing I wasn't getting it. I didn't need it. I needed to tell him this on my own. Kirk pat my shoulder a little, causing me to catch his eyes. I felt sick. "Kirk…I'm pregnant."

Again, it took him a moment, but he was as angry as I knew he was going to be. His head snapped to Spock, who was totally indifferent, and almost growled at him. "You son of a bitch."

My eyes widened a fraction as he jumped to his feet, right hand balled into a fist that he was aiming at Spocks' face. Spock neatly dodged the punch, moving just a smidgen to the right and then he reached up, fingers digging an inch or two into the underarm of his bicep, close to Kirks arm pit, and he squeezed. Kirks face warped into pain, but not excruciating pain, and he crumpled to the floor, holding his arm tightly as Spock let him go.

Spock looked up to me. "I promised I would not injure him, I am sorry that I broke that promise."

I shook my head a little. "I-Its ok Spock," I pushed myself to my feet a little, holding out a hand to him. "Please come over here, I want you near me."

He nodded and took the three steps towards me, standing at my side while Kirk stood. His eyes flickered between us for a moment while he held onto his arm, panting lightly. "That hurt."

"Thank you Captain Obvious," I muttered. "Don't be so upset."

"Don't be so upset," he stared at me incredulously, beginning to lift his arm but he cringed and then cradled it against his chest. "How can you say that to me? You're pregnant! Jesus Christ Lizzy, you're only nineteen."

"I'll be twenty in three days."

He rolled his eyes. "Oh, like that makes it any better," he looked hurt, he looked sad. "How…how the hell did this happen?"

I stared at him for a moment. "Now Kirk, I would think you of all people would now how a baby is m-"

He waved a hand at me. "Yeah I know that," he grimaced at something his mind subconsciously made up. "I just…I can't really believe it."

The room fell into a silence again, one I didn't find particularly comfortable. I looked up to Spock, trying to find some reassurance I guess, but he was focused on Kirk, who was pacing in a tight circle by the door. Honestly, he was acting better than I thought he would. I was expecting…I guess nuclear warfare. Kirk has always been protective of me, ever since I was a little kid, like I was his sister. He was angry, that much was obvious, but to who he was angry at was undecided, to both of us. He could be angry at me for being so irresponsible or he could be angry at Spock for getting my pregnant. Either way, it was both of our faults so I wouldn't let him push the blame to one person.

"Kirk…come on, talk to me instead of steaming," I muttered, taking a step towards him. "Kirk I need you to be ok with this, I need my best friend to say that they're happy for me. Or…or you have to say that you're mad at me, or upset, or sad, or…or something."

He looked up at me, his expression twisted and unreadable, then it relaxed and he sighed, standing straight. "I'd like to say I'm happy for you, Lizzy, but I'm still confused on how it actually happened."

I sighed in exasperation. "Why are you still stuck with that?"

"I didn't think Spock could have sex."

If I wasn't pregnant, I would have fallen out, but I didn't want to risk anything. So I just settled for sitting on the bed and staring at him blankly, trying so hard not to smile and laugh. "You're not the only one."

"I am here," Spock said in a disgruntled tone.

I smiled and reached up, prying one of his hands from the other where they were clasped behind his back and holding it in mine. "I know, and we're still all a little baffled by the whole sex thing."

This time, Kirk finally laughed, but it sounded nervous, sort of forced. "Lizzy…I am happy for you, not exactly thrilled, but I realize it could be worse. You could have gotten pregnant from that George guy," his eyes flickered up to Spock. "I'm actually glad that it was you, Spock. At least I know that she is safe."

"I can guarantee you that she will never be harmed, in any way, under my care, Captain Kirk."

"You sound like you're talking about a dog instead of the woman bearing your child," I muttered.

He looked back at me, opening his mouth to speak, but Kirk cut him off by clapping his hands together once. We both looked over at him, seeing a small smile playing at his lips. "So…"

"So what," Spock asked, pulling his hand from mine gently and assuming his normal position while I stood.

Kirk grinned. "When are we gonna tell everyone else?"

I shook my head violently, approaching him with my hands waving. "No, we are not telling anyone anytime soon," I explained. "I'm just not ready for it. I'm still a little confused about all of this so just please, can you keep your mouth shut until we give the green light, then you can tell whoever you want to."

Kirk looked genuinely disappointed, the adrenaline from the shock of the news wearing off rather quickly. "Fine, I'll just go bother Uhura about it."

I frowned as he walked out of the room, feeling Spock approach me at my back. Did he realize how hot he was? I don't know what his body temperature was, but it was like I was sitting next to a space heater. I didn't mind it really, but it was easy to get uncomfortable with the body heat thumping so firmly against your skin, especially if you're pregnant. I turned around to him, eyes moving around his face as I reached up, hooking my arms behind his head.

"Went better than I expected it to," I mumbled, running my right hand over the hair on the back of his head.

"It did, but how do you suppose we go about hiding the pregnancy until you feel safe to speak about it?"

"So it's been about two months or so right? I shouldn't start showing for another month, but everyone's pregnancy is different. Once I have signs…I think that's when we say something, right? I mean, it'll sort of be hard to hide for sure after that starts happening."

"It sounds reasonable," Spock mused, smiling gently.

I never got over those smiles. They were so different from anyone else's smiles. I don't know how truly, he gave the same smile to others when he was being a smart-ass, but somehow I think this one was different for me. I wonder if he realized how special he always made me feel, I wonder if he did and made sure he did it. No man – I would say boyfriend, but that just doesn't seem to fit with Spock – has ever made me feel so special. He does it continuously.

"Thank you," I whispered.

"For what," he whispered.

I shook my head a little, a smile playing at my lips. "For just…for just being so sweet and understanding and putting up with my tantrums and my foul mouth and most of all Kirk."

He dipped his head down, catching my lips with his own for a moment before he pressed he then lifted his lips and pressed them against my forehead, his warm breath wafting over me. "I will put up with anything for you…"

I smiled. "I love you…"

"I love you as well…"

My face drew a blank as the words left his lips, something in my brain clicking - I thought people were joking when they said those kinds of things - and everything in me felt...weightless. Like I was excited, too excited; it felt like I couldn't breathe, my chest almost swelling with something I couldn't quite word. I smiled, my bottom lip trembling, and i pressed my face into his chest, listening to his breathing.