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A/N: I think this might have to be the last chapter ya'll.
The privacy the newlyweds had in their lakefront cabin was great. The smell of the pine forest that surrounded them permeated the air, keeping it clean and fresh. They enjoyed fishing on the azure lake, Leonard having landed landlocked salmon as Addy laughed trying to net it.
"You know you get to clean it, right?" She laughed as she looked at it. He strung it alongside the boat as they continued to fish, shaking his head in amusement.
"Well, I catch it, you cook it." He retorted.
"You don't gut it, I cook it with the guts in." She crossed her arms in defiance. Leonard shuddered caving in to the fish gutting chore. They spent the rest of the afternoon just paddling around the lake, catching and throwing back their fish. As the sun began to dip lower in the sky, they paddled back towards the shore. Leonard helped his wife step out of their little boat, as she stumbled on the slick bank. "I'm alright babe, don't worry," She smiled at him.
"Well, here, I'll get the rest of the stuff outta the boat, you take these fish up to the cabin and get them ready for cleanin, alright?" He gave her a stern worried look. She nodded and obliged, starting up the path to their little log abode. It was very rustic to say the least, as the she walked past the stone chimney on the way in. She decided to be sweet as she easily gutted the six pound salmon Leonard reeled in, since he was sweet enough to empty the boat on his own.
Leonard walked in, already smelling the dill she was chopping for their meal, a cast iron skillet heating on the stove. She was sprinkling a little salt and pepper on the fillet that she expertly sliced from the body when his hands wrapped around her, his hips grinding into her, swaying her gently. He brought his lips down on her neck breathing her in. Her natural scent drove her wild.
"Len, you oughta be good." She giggled, moaning as his teeth scraped against her skin, she felt the tingle streak through her body.
"Maybe I don't want to?" He groaned, pressing his hardening length into her further. The fish sizzled on the grill as she turned it. His hand snaked up her torso, gently massaging her tender breasts as she hissed inwardly. "Too rough?" He asked, knowing she had been having some pain with too much breast play.
"Just a little, sorry baby." She pouted. He pulled back, and was content to just rub her outer breasts, gently kneading them until he could pull her away long enough to enjoy his bride. Their dinner was left forgotten as they consummated their marriage over and over that evening. With only 3 days to have the cabin they wanted to make the most of it, and make the most of it, they did.
The Georgian heat was upon them once again as they went through some of Leonards old childhood items. It was decided to keep a crib, a changing table, and a small dresser among other things. Adelaide was ready to have the baby. She was tired, emotional, and her back constantly ached from carrying. At just over 8 months, she knew that it would all be over soon, and thanked the stars for that. Leonard was more protective than ever, making sure she didn't overdue anything. Diane and David did what they could to make her comfortable without making her feel useless. Diane, if anybody, was the most excited for this child, her first grandchild.
She could barely talk about nothing else, besides giving parenting advice and tips of how she had raised Leonard and her other son. Leonard was the one who usually got annoyed, as the reality of being a father began to hit him hard. He was getting nervous, and it was beginning to show. One evening as they lay in bed, Addy rolled onto her side facing him, her belly filling the space between their bodies.
"Len, talk to me. What's going on?" She finally pressed.
He let out a deep sigh, and shook his head. "Nothing, just, nerves." He didn't want to stress her out.
"Are you sure?"
"I'm just nervous about this. I'm scared to be a dad right now, honestly. I mean, the rest of our lives, we will have a son or daughter to care for and look after. What if we mess up? What if it hates us?" He stared up at the ceiling going through the worst case scenarios in his mind. "I'm just, having second thoughts." He finally whispered.
"Len, it's a little late for second thoughts, don't you think?" She arched her brow. "We have less than two weeks give or take, and this baby will be here. We can't just say no, we don't want to be parents yet, and give this away." She pouted. "We are both scared, and that's normal for new parents. That's normal for experienced parents." She tried to soothe him, but he wasn't in the mood to be coaxed. "We won't be doing this alone, alright?" She reassured and lay her head down to rest.
Addy was lucky to take what rest she could. Somewhere in the middle of the night she woke up to severe pain. Her breath caught in her throat, and she began to sweat, feeling nauseous. "Len... Len." She whimpered, reaching frantically for him. He stirred, nuzzling into the pillow further before his eyes snapped open, realization coming over him.
As soon as jumped out of bed and turned on the lights, he could see her reeling, holding her lower abdomen, the sheets wet with her amniotic fluid. She let out a low rough groan. Her legs rubbed together as if it would somehow ward off the pain she was feeling. "This is early." She said shakily, gritting her teeth.
"Yeah, well it's 1:30 in the mornin." He squinted at the clock as he helped her up out of bed and onto her feet. He squatted down putting her slippers on. She let out a loud cry as a powerful contraction lurched her forward. Within moments, the door swun open and Diane was standing there in her night dress.
"Oh good heaven the babies comin. Your a bit early, dontcha think?" She rushed in to help Addy get into a long overcoat. "I'll call the doctor child, let them know we comin." She patted her sons shoulder as she pushed past David in the doorway to get to the phone.
"I'll help ya get 'er to the car son, come on." He placed an arm under Addys shoulder, Leonard on the other side.
"I'll carry her, you just get the doors." He scooped her up, feeling her hot breath against his neck as she breathed deeply, trying ot temper the pain. They placed her in the backseat of the truck with Leonard with his parents in the front. Diane tried to calm the woman, doing her best, but the pain was too much. The contractions were getting stronger as she let out another screaming groan.
"Dammit man, I'm not done yet and she's coming back around! Get me more morphine STAT!"
The truck swirled around her as she grew dizzy, tears slipping down her face. "Stay with me Adelaide, stay with me." Leonard grabbed her hand looking into her eyes.
"If she doesn't get patched, she will die, and I can't keep going without that damn morphine!"
She shook her head. She heard Leonards voice resounding in her ears. "Len, please, what's... what's..." She tried to get out, but her world went black.
A light shown brightly in the sterile looking room she was in. The sun beaming through the window streaked across her bed warming her up as her eyes fluttered open.
"Addy, your'e awake... Bones!" A voice called out. Everything was blurry and muddled. Blinking her eyes rapidly, she tried to clear her vision. Bones ran in from the doorway in his white hospital uniform.
"Len, sweetie, where's our baby? I want to see our baby." She whispered hoarsely. Her throat was dry and sore. He exchanged glances with the other man in the room. "Did we have a boy or a girl?" She tried to sit up, still a little dizzy. The room was silent.
"Leonard... What's wrong? What happened to our baby?" She raised her voice as best she could with worry. She threw her legs over the side of the bed and tried to stand, but was weakened. A pair of arms wrapped around her, but she didn't want to be helped. Clambering to her feet, she struggled to push past the doctor. "My baby, where's my baby?!" She ripped the IV from her arm as it tried to hold her close to the bed.
"Whoa, her vitals are going off the charts!" Leonard scanned her. As soon as she burst through the door,she fell to the floor. The familiar nurses station that she had worked at was in front of her. Nurses and patients alike were peaking out from doors to look at the breakdown of the young woman who was on the floor, crying and shivering.
"Whats happening? why?" She could barely get out as Leonard and another nurse helped her back to bed. She didn't resist this time. She cried, holding her head in her hands. "What happened to our baby?" She cried out, her throat restricting. She held his forearm, staring hard into his eyes with worry.
"Commander Myers, we never had a child." Leonard clarified, pulling his arm away. Commander Myers? Since when would he be formal?
"But, I was giving birth, in a hospital in Georgia. Your parents were there, they were driving us." She stared through soaked eyes as he shook his head.
"Leonard... please..." She choked out. "The wedding. The cabin on the lake... Us. Please, Leonard... Don't do this to me." She whimpered, her heart pounding.
"I'm sorry darlin', but none of that ever happened." He said sadly. "Your escape shuttle was rescued after the USS Farragut was destroyed by the Narada. You had internal bleeding near your uterus that we didn't catch until it was almost too late. We were able to repair the organ, and you will be fine, and you will, indeed have children in the future if you wish, but, you've been asleep for three weeks recovering."
"NO! NO! I don't believe you!" She struggled. "We were together, I loved you, and you loved me! Don't tell me it isn't true... please don't..." She fell back, unable to register the world around her as her heart broke into subatomic particles. Someone placed a teddy bear in front of her, as she held it tightly, cradling it, but it did nothing but remind her of the child she thought she was getting ready to bear.
"Well, this is a little bit awkward..." The doctor spoke in the doorway.
"Do you want me to stay with her?"
"Yeah, you probably should. I, honestly don't know what she may or may not do right now. If that won't be too awkward for you of course."
"It's weird, but, I think I can manage. Thanks doc." said the second voice she hadn't cared to identify. She felt so embarrassed, and hurt, and angry. She didn't know how long it had been before she finally looked up from her bear, reaching for a tissue to blow her nose. Jim was sitting in the chair, looking up at her. His eyes appeared nearly as red as hers.
"What are you doing here?" She spoke glumly, with a slight hiccup.
"I'm supposed to be here with you. It's only right." He rested his chin on his fist, inspecting her face.
"I'm fine." She rolled over, turning her back to him. "When can I get out of here? I don't want to be here anymore." She asked. Jim looked at her damp greasy hair. She needed to go home, take a shower, and re-acclimate to reality, but he didn't know if Bones would do that so soon.
"I don't know. You'll have to ask the doctor."
"I want a different doctor." She didn't want to look at that man again. She couldn't.
"Bones is your CMO and he is charging your care. I'm sorry." He stood up to rub her back. She pulled away quickly, standing to her feet.
"What are you doing?" She hissed. He stood with his hands up.
"You used to like when I rubbed your back. Whenever you were angry, sad, or sick..." He trailed off.
"That was back then. You've no right to touch me like that. Like you're my man or something." She snarled, still feeling devoted.
"I actually am." He gave a concerned look. She doesn't even remember that much? She shook her head vigorously, holding her temples.
"What the hell are you talking about?!"
"The night before our mission to Vulcan, you met your crew in a bar. I was there. I met you there, and we talked for a moment. I stayed, and you came back once your crew left. It was nearly closing time, and you played our song on the jukebox. We had a couple drinks together, and we decided to give it another try. I don't know why you said you would, but there you were. Holding my hand, willing to start over." His eyes began tearing up.
"I have no memory of that Jim. How do I know you're telling the truth?" She stepped back.
"You can always ask Louie. He'll tell you. Trust me at least when I say Louie would kill me if I was trying to manipulate you." He sat back down. His face was honest. If there was one thing Addy knew, it was when he was lying, and she saw none. She held her stomach, feeling sick. Bones walked back into the room as she hung her head, unable to look at him.
"Send me home. I want to go home, I'm fine." She gritted.
"Can't do that darlin, I'm sorry."
"DON'T CALL ME THAT!" She yelled angrily, gripping at the sheets as she steadied herself against the bed. It just reminded her that her happy world was fake. Bones and Jim looked back and forth before Bones nodded with understanding.
"Well, Myers, if you remember, we had performed emergency surgery on your lower abdomen, that is all healed up. I believe the PTSD and shock has created a blackout effect. I don't know if that will ever go away." He tapped his padd. She tried to look into his eyes. The eyes that could unlock her soul with one glance, but was unable to maintain eye contact. His hands began to bandage her bleeding arm where her IV had been, and her skin tingled. His fingers were gently touching her, like a dance that her body couldn't resist. She broke down again.
"She doesn't even remember me and her getting back together, before the Vulcan mission." Jim sighed from behind the doctor. He had excitedly called his friend that night when Addy agreed to give him another chance, gushing about getting his life back together now that he was captain, with a woman he would make his wife. The only other time he had seen Jim so happy was when he became captain of the Enterprise.
"Well, sorry dar-Myers. You gave it another go with this git." He chuckled as Addy shook her head.
"What's real?" She cried, lifting her head to the ceiling. "Can you tell me? What's real anymore? I went from being in love, happily married and having a baby with you, to giving it another go with him." She pointed between the two. "No wedding, no baby, no Len." She choked. "Was it all a dream? A lie?" She gritted. The doctor nodded sadly. "It was all so real..." She shook her head.
"I wanna keep her one more night Jim. You can take her home in the morning." Bones spoke gently before leaving them in peace.
The next few weeks were hard for Adelaide and Jim. She struggled to regain her life, as she had to remember that things were not the same. She and Nyota weren't as close as she thought. Cordial yes, but not close. Bones couldn't help but give her a sympathetic look every time he saw her. In her heart, she was essentially going through a divorce, and then some, and he felt that it was his fault in some small way or another. She was definitely trying to get used to Jim doting upon her.
She arrived to work one day to find a large bouquet of sunflowers on her desk with a simple note that said 'J' and she knew exactly who had put them there. Something Jim had been doing since their school years, leaving dandelions and daisies on or in her desk after recess or at the beginning of class. In high school it escalated to roses in her locker randomly. She was mostly surprised however, at his lack of attention to women. Whenever she saw him, he paid no heed to the women that walked by, or who tried to flirt with him. Every night he stayed at her place, sleeping on her couch just so she knew that he was there. Addy would sleep in her room, hearing the TV in the living room, falling asleep to it. She usually woke up to Jim gently shaking her for work. If she didn't have to work, he was kind enough to let her sleep in late.
It was slow progress, but Addy began to see the change in Jim. As much as she didn't want to, she began to see his responsibility. That he tried to make her happy. That he appeared to have an interest in her as a whole, and in her as a long term, even permanent fixture in his life. Slowly, happiness began to creep back into Addys smile. Some days were harder than others, lamenting her supposed loss, but Jim was there to hold her, and reassure her that all was indeed okay. Other days were nice, even brilliant. Jim had just brought her some lunch at work as she came out of a patients room with a tricorder. She sighed angrily, blowing a tuft of hair out of her face.
"That kinda day?" He asked, holding up the bag.
"Oh you know it." She shook her head, rolling her eyes back. "I'll go see about taking lunch." She smiled and handed her patients off to her break relief. They sat in the lunch room enjoying some stuffed shells and meatballs talking animatedly. An old joke by Jim made her laugh heartily. As she laughed, Jim sat back looking at her in admiration. She wiped a tear away, recovering herself, and looked at him.
"What?" She asked nervously.
"What what?"
"Why are you staring at me? You know staring makes me nervous." She blushed.
"Because I'm too lucky." He shook his head. She blushed again, shaking her head.
"Jim, this time around, I feel like damaged goods." She scoffed. "I mean, I don't know." She shook her head, unable to explain it. "You are picking up the pieces from something that didn't even exist. But I hurt just the same. You know what I mean?" She tilted her head trying to explain.
"Adelaide," he took her hand. "You've been picking up my pieces for years. You've put up with me for years. I think it's my turn." He grinned, petting her hand. She smiled at him, feeling slightly better at this comforting moment. "Take all the time you need to recover. I know it's hard. But I'm here."
"Thank you, Tibs." She whispered. After lunch, she managed to get through the rest of the day with little incident. A patient tantrum here, and a flagged order there and she was done. As soon as she walked through the door, she dropped her bag and showered. It wasn't long before Jim had come back to her place, shewas just stepping out of the shower when he was locking the door.
"Hey Tibs, how are you?" She peeked out from the hall, her wet hair clinging to her shoulder. Jims eyes dilated as soon as he saw the water drip down her bare shoulder. She bit her lip as Jim stared, her body wrapped tightly in a towel. Addy was nervous, working on her affection towards him.
"It was good. It was really good. I uh, had lunch with a gorgeous woman, and we are being considered for a deep space mission..." He hadn't taken his eyes off of her figure as he put his comm and bag down. "So, pretty productive."
"Good. Sounds like a productive day." She nodded, walking across the living room to where Jims pillows were set up. She took them, holding them to her body before walking back to the bedroom.
"You know, I wanna use those tonight, right?" He called after her.
"And you will. Only, in here."
Jim felt his body tingle, and hurried to the bedroom. She was moving her pillows over, and setting his up on the other side. While she rearranged the bed, he changed into light evening clothes, something he could be comfortable in all night. A tank top and shorts was all he was adorned with as he watched her change into panties, and a long shirt. Immediately, he desired her, closing the gap between them and kissing her gently.
It was probably the best kiss she had ever had, that was real anyways. Soft and wanting. His arms pulled her in close, as he savored her sweet lips, that hint of citrus still lingering there like old times. When a slight moan escaped her lips, Jim took the opportunity to slip his tongue slip through, gently grazing her lips, asking for entrance. She obliged, feeling it dance along her tongue, her head growing light.
"Jim, I- god that feels so amazing." She whispered, loving the way his hands roamed her sides, and his lips massaged hers. It was more passionate than ever he had kissed her.
"If this is too fast, let me know." He nuzzled her, not wanting to rip her from her comfort zone. He knew she was still conflicted, and that they were supposed to be taking things at a slower pace, but in that moment, he only wanted her in her entirety. The moment she shook her head, he lifted her up, letting her legs wrap around his waist, and kissed her deeply. His hands rubbed up and down her back, reaching under her shirt, kneading at her skin passionately. Addy leaned her head back, feeling the way his lips roamed her body, touching on her sensitive spots that only he probably knew existed.
"Adelaide, I've missed you so much." He whimpered softly with heavy breath. He let her down so she could walk to the bed and watched her lay down, her shirt coming off in the process. Jim couldn't stand the restraint as he stripped himself down. Her bare breasts enticed, begging for his hands, her nipples firm and perked. The moment he slid up between her legs, he nearly lost all control. His length was pressed against her apex, and it had been a few months since he had had sex.
She bit her lip as Jim licked and flicked his tongue along her pulse points and down to her nipples. He savored the taste of her breasts, a sweet taste that he had longed for, and had never tasted again after her. His tongue swirled around her nipple hungrily, deriving a moan from her. Addys hips rolled against his as he groaned. Her movements stroked his hardened rod, making him grip the blankets.
"Addy, I don't think I can hold back..." He shook his head, looking into her beautiful lusting eyes.
"Then don't, Tibs. Don't hold back. Take me tonight." She whispered, knowing that she needed to do this now before she lost her nerve. She needed to bring herself to the reality that she was with Jim now, not Leonard. That she was giving her body to Jim, and that was just the way it was. Jim looped a finger under her panties and slid them down, groaning as he saw her waiting core.
As soon as her panties were lying somewhere forgotten on the floor, he rubbed her sensitive bud gently, making sure she was wet enough to take him. His finger dipped inside of her slowly, feeling how tight she was, his thumb still rubbing her clit in a circle. Her knees fell apart as she watched Jim gauge her reaction and plan his moment just right. She felt her climax build quickly, having been untouched for so long. She felt her abdomen almost grow warmer as it built up. The moment it snapped, she sat up, moaning, bucking her hips, as her clit pulsed in pleasure.
Addy breathed heavily as Jim laid her back down, his eyes locked on hers as he slowly entered her. It was like the first time all over again, only without the pain. He was slow, savoring every stroke inside of her. He growled, feeling his tip push deep inside of her. No woman he had ever had felt as good as she did. His quest was misguided and futile, because the best thing was beneath him right now, clawing softly at his chest, her knees against his hips. He rocked his hips into her, driving himself as deep into her as he possibly could.
"Tibs, please, that feels so good." She whimpered, a tear forming in the corner of her eye. She had forgotten how amazing sex could feel. This was her body actually enjoying the pleasure, not imagining it. Goosebumps formed on her skin as she pulled Jim into her, coming again. Her moans reverberated through the room as he thrust, feeling the way she tightened around him. As if it wasn't possible for her to feel even tighter, she was, sending him over the edge.
He held himself to her while he caught his breath. He kissed her sweaty skin gingerly, cradling her. She was recovering from the immense pleasure, still moaning, feeling him softening inside of her.
"Ads, I love you so much. I'm so glad you are with me." He groaned. She didn't respond right away, thinking heavily.
"I love you, Tibs." She finally replied after leaving him in silence. She had to admit, that she had developed feelings for him all over again over the last few weeks that she had been awake. He finally rolled off of her, sighing, taking her hand into his. Jim laid on his side facing her, just enjoying being there in the same bed with her, enjoying the post-sex cuddling, and talking that they usually partook in. She snuggled in closer to him, pushing her nerves to the back of her mind. If she just had sex with him, she could certainly cuddle with the man.
The morning dawned on their naked forms, tangled in one another. Jim was stroking her hair watching her sleeping form. He knew what she was dreaming of, as she mumbled Leonards name. She was still lost in that dream, but was coming around. She turned over, facing him with squinted eyes. "Hey you." She croaked, putting her hand on his chest.
"Morning." He kissed her forehead. "How are you feeling?"
"Great. It was wonderful." She gave a soft smile.
"That was the intention." He smirked, pressing his morning hardness into her hip. Addy giggled, and climbed atop of him, kissing his lips gently, settling her hips onto his. Their morning session finished with loud moans and Jim making coffee for his wobbly kneed princess.
They were eating toast with their coffee when Addy spoke. "What's going to happen now?" She looked at his questioning expression. "I mean, I haven't been reassigned since the Farragut, and since you are the captain, I don't think it would be appropriate for us to serve on the same ship." She stirred her coffee.
Jim nodded in thought. Luckily for the both of them, he didn't believe in no-win scenarios, and would find a way for them to be together. He had already just spent a few years away from her, and he wasn't prepared to spend another 5 years away from her.
A/N: Alright, sorry if the end wasn't that great. It does leave it open for another chapter, but I think this will probably be it. This chapter could be edited in the future, but I just thought it was time to bring this story to a close... otherwise I would just keep on writing lol. Well, anyways, thank you for following this story.