Tasha has her baby. All seems peaceful enough with the new family, but conflict looms on the horizon.
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Yesterday's Tasha Part 12
Tasha's pregnancy entered its second month, then third. Doctor Seran gave her treatments consisting of resequencing her DNA and that of the fetus, and blood transfusions that allowed Tasha small amounts of Romulan blood in her system. It was slow work, as Seran did not want to shock her body, while adapting it to new and foreign blood elements. The fetus would take in the newly treated blood. If all went well, the child would have blood from both its parents circulating through its veins.
By the seventh month, Tasha was hoping that her pregnancy was closer to human gestation than Romulan. Theirs were 10 months long and she wanted the baby to come in the normal time span. During the last few months, she found herself depending more on Suralin, who would find things to do with Tasha to distract her. The two women grew very close during this time. Suralin explained how her child, be it a boy or girl, might attain status above its father, by entering military life. There were, of course, other fields to work in, but in Romulan society, the military was the chief career of choice.
One night, as Tasha and Rejan lay in bed talking, she mentioned that she hoped their child would not have to join the military. Although she herself had been a military officer, she didn't want her child in the Romulan service. Rejan told her that now was not the time to discuss the child's chosen career. Tasha said nothing more, but inside she knew that this wasn't the end of the discussion. Even if she had to put her foot down.
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The next couple of months passed slowly for Tasha. But then one day, she began experiencing pains that gripped her middle so hard, she thought she wouldn't be able to move. She called for Suralin, who notified Rejan. In turn, he called Doctor Seran, who prepared for the birth at the main hospital in the city. Rejan was an important man, so his wife would be an important patient.
Tasha clung to her husband's supportive arm, as he got her to the private transport. She had wanted Suralin to come also, but he refused, saying it was best that the girl stay at the house and prepare the infant's room.
When they arrived at the hospital, Seran was waiting. With his aides by his side, and after many hours of labor, Tasha was delivered of a beautiful baby girl. At least her father thought so. She was feisty, yelling the moment she came into the world. He observed her blonde hair, but...
"She has the ears of a Romulan," he noted with pride. He carried his now clean and wrapped daughter, and placed her in Tasha's arms.
"She is beautiful, isn't she?" Tasha beamed. She touched the little ear tips gently, but was satisfied that the baby had her hair. Half Human, half Romulan. On Earth, she might be accepted, if seen with fleeting suspicion, but on Romulus, would she be accepted at all? Her father was a powerful man after all.
Seran took Rejan aside, reassuring him that the tests were negative for any abnormalities. "Your child should grow healthy in every way," he said.
"You have done well, Doctor. I will see that you are properly compensated for your care of my wife...and my daughter." When he turned back to Tasha, Seran knew his services were no longer needed, but he also knew that he would be very well rewarded for his work.
Rejan kissed Tasha on the forehead, and smiled down at his newborn. "Her human side has minimized the ridging almost completely. Without the ears, one would not know she was Romulan." Not that he wasn't happy, but he thought that over the years, her temperament and talents would distinguish her above any human. With training and education, he was sure she would excel at anything she attempted. And he did want her in the ranks of the military elite, whether Tasha agreed or not.
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In the following days, once the new family was back in the home of the general, Tasha allowed Suralin to care for the baby. One evening, as Rejan worked at his desk. Tasha asked him, "Diel, we haven't even named her yet. She has to have a name."
He rose from his chair, and went over to the bed where Tasha lay. He sat next to her. "I think I would like to name her after my paternal grandmother, Sela. She was a great woman, a virtual family icon. She was a research scientist for the Tal Shiar, back in the days when that organization had more purpose than mixing in intrigue and duplicity."
"Sela, I like that. Alright, that will be her name then." Mother and father were in agreement on that, and on the naming day, Sela was given her official name along with her clan name. Neither Tasha nor Rejan knew that it would be the last time they agreed on anything.
