Selar made her way quickly towards Sickbay, she did not see the logic in once more evading another Physical. For as the Chief Medical Officer had threatened before, he would do a house call, and he hated house calls. The lean woman, standing at roughly 5'11, walked with her hands clasped behind her back, avoiding the various 'hello, sir's' and the 'how are you's.'
Stopping before Sickbay, she watched as the door hissed open, revealing the clean, sanitized area of the Medical Department. Stepping inside the smell of disinfectant and sanitizing materials washed over her sensitive nose. Glancing around she caught sight of the Chief Medical Officer sitting at his desk, a PADD within his hands.
Approaching him, she watched as he looked up with a piercing blue gaze. "Oh, well you look at that, you finally decided to show for a physical that was due a month ago."
"Three weeks, four days and thirteen hours. And indeed, I apologize I have been, preoccupied."
"Oh sure, that's what they all say." He hissed, though amusement glinted in his blue eyes, contradicting his venomous words. Sighing, the older man got to his feet and motioned her into the other room. "Lay down." He told her, flipping the examination table downwards so that she could step on.
When she was pulled back she could hear the distinct sound of the Vitals bumping behind her.
"Heartrate is well over 100, bloodpressure is practically non-existent and your pulse is above average, assuming you call that green stuff in your veins, blood."
"Doctor, the Vitals are most accurate for Vulcans, thank you." She stated monotonously propping herself up on her elbows.
"You sound like Spock."
"Fascinating."
"Don't push it." He chuckled, pushing her back down. He took a sample of her blood, handing it to Nurse Chapel before continuing with various other tests, of which Selar found to be quite uneventful. After an hour of tests, probes, psychological scans and metabolism activities, the 'torture' ended.
"Well, you seem at the peak of health, Lt. Commander."
"Indeed, Doctor McCoy."
"I am going to run this blood through and see if we catch anything, you are free to go, we will come to you if we find anything."
"Very well, Doctor." She got up having received her clean bill of health, she now had bridge shift. Walking past the hissing doors of Sickbay, she headed for the turbolift, "Bridge." She stated as the 'lift powered upwards towards the bridge.
Selar stepped onto the Bridge and resumed her station beside the science station. "You're late today, Mr. Selar." Captain Kirk joked, his eyes amused.
"I didn't know Vulcans were capable of such."
"They're not. I had an overdue physical, therefore I found it logical to have that done over before shift. It ran longer than I anticipated."
"Ah, okay." The Captain shook his head, his hazel eyes still filled with amusement. "If you say so."
Spock turned towards the Captain, an eyebrow raised in inquiry. "She is quite correct, she was in Sickbay according to Doctor McCoy, he decidedly sent the message to me."
"Perhaps it's because you're apart of the science department too, and First Officer." Kirk chuckled.
"Indeed." Selar shook her head, resuming her work as a normal day on the bridge as Chief of Alien/Ship Intelligences.
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Lunch break came sooner than anticipated, she looked up to see her short-time relief standing beside her. Nodding to the Ensign, she got up, straightened her uniform and headed after Mr. Spock of which had done quite similar actions to her own. She stepped into the turbolift beside him, moving to the opposing side.
"Good-day, Mr. Spock?"
"It has gone as well as possible and yours?"
"Adequate, thank you. Are you going to the Mess Hall?"
"Indeed." Selar nodded ordering the turbolift by voice to descend towards the deck.
When the turbolift door hissed open, Selar and Spock stepped out of it. They engaged themselves in conversation of the recent discoveries on Ritacal II. "It doesn't seem logical that they wish to harvest such planets when they have not the slightest indication as to what the plants are capable of doing to other life-forms that those native to the Planet or perhaps the Solar System." Selar noted.
"Indeed, Starfleet did not see a reason as to test a small portion of the plant before harvesting and transporting it back to Earth. It would have been more logical to test the plant on its home-planet, in its natural environment before removing it and testing in an opposing region." Spock agreed.
The two walked into the Mess Hall and over to the replicators, unsurprisingly they both ordered their usual Plomeek soup before sitting down beside each other in order to resume their conversation of the Ritacal Plant of which had not been given a name quite yet.
"If the plant proves harmful outside of its native region, we will not know if it is indeed harmful there as well by testing it on Earth." Selar stated, taking a spoonful of her Plomeek soup.
"Quite right, if it proves harmful towards Humans or perhaps any other Federation species, they will be light-years from any plausible cure."
Dr. McCoy came walking up, looking exceptionally happy. "Sorry to cut you conversation short, but may I talk to you, Selar?"
"Indeed." Spock got up to leave, but Dr. McCoy shook his head.
"I think you'd like to hear this too." The man looked him in the eye and knew exactly what he meant, Selar was still unaware of their relation, to this he kept it. Though out of kindness, Captain Kirk and Dr. McCoy always included him on his daughter's health and such, playing it off as he was another Vulcan and could help in the matter.
Selar motioned for the good Doctor to sit down, he took his seat a smile coming upon his face.
"You seem ecstatic, Doctor."
"I am." He took a deep breath.
"What is it Doctor."
"Congratulations Selar."
Selar and Spock gave the Doctor a confused look, McCoy shook his head.
"Selar, you're pregnant. The bloodtest just came in to prove it."
Selar's eyes widened ever-so-slightly at the sound of this, a small gasp escaped her sealed lips.
"I-?"
"Yes, I have the test results right here."
He handed her the PADD which told her very plainly that she was indeed pregnant.
Mr. Spock had a glint upon his eye, the brown orbs held emotion that only Selar knew to look for.
"It is an Earth custom to congratulate the Woman and the Man on such terms, I offer my congratulations."
Doctor McCoy gave a glare to Selar, "What is it Doctor?"
"Well, aren't you gonna tell the lucky man."
"Saok."
"Uh, yeah."
Selar nodded, getting to her feet. "I will take the last twenty minutes of break in order to inform him, I am regretful to cut our discussion late, Spock. May we continue at dinner?"
"Of course, Selar."
"Thank you, and you Doctor. This was a- pleasant surprise as you Terrans say." She turned leaving with her Plomeek soup, disposing of it before going after Saok.
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Doctor McCoy's smile had widened, his blue eyes bore into that of the Vulcan across from him. "Well, congratulations Pop-Pop."
"Excuse me?"
"A Terran word for Grandfather."
Spock fell silent. "Yes, if she is pregnant, and she is your daughter, you're a grandfather."
"I know only too well, Doctor."
"You'll make a good grandfather, when ya gonna tell the girl."
"I can't it would, as you humans say so fondly, crush her."
"I don't think so."
"I will tell her when the time comes of which it is deemed necessary."
"Stubborn Green-Blooded hobgoblin." Bones joked, slapping his tricep gently with his right hand.
"You gonna tell Jim?" He added.
Spock had forgotten about the reaction of his own Bondmate, to this, that meant Jim was to be a Step-Grandfather to the child.
"Yes.."
"That means he will be a Grandfather too, I'm sure he will be so happy!" Bones' smile widened to a truthful grin.
The door hissed open behind then to reveal the very man they were speaking off. The cheerful Captain of 42 spotted his Vulcan bondmate and best friend, he headed towards them with a smile upon his aging face.
"Whoa, Bones, what's the occasion. You're smiling like a fool before, Spock, dude, Spock." The Captain sounded like himself when they began their first Five-Year mission. They were now in their third. James had been Captain of the Enterprise for twelve years now, excluding before the first five year mission, as he hoped to stay Captain for many more.
"Well, Jim. I believe there is something Spock had to tell you."
James sat down beside his Bondmate and looked expectantly at him, a smile warming his face. "Should not Selar inform the Captain."
"Jim, we're not on duty."
"Should not Selar inform, Jim?"
"Inform me of what?"
"Well, you're her father, you might as well tell him. Plus Selar will tell him eventually." Bones chided.
Jim was growing impatient, "Tell me what?" He demanded turning on his I-Am-Captain-Voice.
Spock and Bones glared at each other, well Bones glares, Spock Vulcan-stared.
James turned to Spock, grasping his arms and stared into his Bondmate's deep brown eyes. "What, Spock?"
A twitch of Spock's lips notified him that it wasn't bad. "Jim?"
"Hmm, darlin'?
"You and I are now Grandfathers."
A smile slowly creeped onto Kirk's face, widening quickly into a Grin. "Selar's pregnant?" He squeaked softly.
"Yes, Jim, she is." Spock couldn't stop the twitch of his lips that formed a small not-smile.
James didn't care that people were around as he threw his arms around his First. "That's great! I'm so happy for her!"
Spock hugged his T'hy'la as well, trying to force down the feeling of excitement within himself. Bones sat back smiling like a fool, "Don't say anything about it Jim until she tells you, act like you don't know."
"Will do, Bones, will do." He turned to his friend, patting his shoulder from across the table.
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Selar walked into their shared quarters, her eyes darting around looking for the Comm. She pressed her thumb against it, "Selar to Saok." She muttered.
"Saok here, what is it Darlin?"
"Are you on break?"
"Yes."
"Do you mind coming to our quarters for a moment."
"Of course, I am already on my way."
"Alright, Selar out."
Selar nodded to herself, sitting down on the bed, her legs crossed. A few minutes later the doors hissed open to reveal the lithe form of her Bondmate, a small smile was upon his face as usual. Silently he made his way towards her, sitting down beside her before putting an arm around her.
"Did you want to tell me something."
"Yes, Saok."
Saok gave a worried look, but Selar whipped it away when she shook her head."
"What is it, spit it out."
"I cannot spit it out."
"A metaphor, love, a metaphor."
"Ahe." She tilted her head.
"Come on, I'm waiting tell me."
Selar held out of her, noting for him to give his to her. He complied, looking confused, she placed his hand on her stomach and raised an eyebrow. That was all she needed to say.
"No..." Saok's face broke into a smile, his hand still on her stomach.
"Yes."
"You're pregnant?"
"Indeed, we are to be parents, Saok."
Saok didn't reply he flung his arms around the Vulcan, uncaring to her Touch Telepathic ways. She could feel the emotions rolling off of him, Joy, Pride and Love. She did not recoil and instead kissed his cheek in response, holding out two of her finger in a Vulcan Kiss. When the two pulled away, Saok simply stared at her, glee within his icy gaze.
"I cannot believe it, I never though that the intelligent, straightforward woman who encouraged me on our first day at the Academy would become my Wife or Bondmate and the mother to our child."
"I find it difficult to believe, though if Vulcans held belief in fate, I would say this is indeed out fate. For us to be together, working in the service of Starfleet, side by side. For us to raise a child upon a Starship, discovering the unknown and bringing peace for the Federation."
"I do believe in fate and destiny, and this is ours."
I may make to where Spock does tell Selar he is her Father, and have it as a different story to this prequel which was "Spock's Mission." When he told her nearing the end, if you haven't read it and wish to it is on my profile. (Not as good, It was my first Fic.) I need some Baby name, note this baby with me One Half Romulan, on More than a quarter Vulcan and a small portion of Human. I'm thinking 's' though if you can find a pretty neat name from other letters that sound Romulan of Vulcan, I am open to hear them. Male and Female names now! I don't know which gender I want yet, XD
Sorry long AN, Read and Review, next few chapters will be much happier than the last few. Yea, sorry about that.. I also need ideas! I got her gaining the Audacity as a ship, perhaps meetings Harrison, maybe Jameson? Should I make something happen to Saok, no that would crush her. I don't know I need help! Comment if you have some ideas.