"She's beautiful, Spock!"
Bones was gazing at the infant with shimmery eyes. The smile could not possibly be wiped off of his face. He was cooing over her and making baby noises. Spock was just staring at her in almost disbelief; ignoring whatever Bones was doing. It was his daughter; it was actually his, and she was the most wonderful thing he had ever seen. But he needed to get to his bondmate. Spock went over to the nurse, and put both of his hands on her unconscious skull to get the information to where Kirk was. He was not emotionally stable, but he would focus himself enough to do that. If his one daughter was born, there was no doubt the other one was almost there as well. He would not miss the birth of her. And Kirk needed him.
"He is in on floor 2, room 17. We must hurry."
"I'll get the cart, Spock. I'll be right behind you."
"Very well."
The two went down the hallways as fast as they could with their new addition in tow. When they got to floor 2, they were met by several guards. Spock stepped in front of McCoy and his girl. He was seething, and on a war path.
"MMMAAAHHH!"
Spock stalked towards each guard that came at him. One by one, they charged at the Vulcan. He growled, put his hands up at eye level, and ripped the heads off of each one that came at him. He showed absolutely no mercy as his warrior-like yells emanated through the echoey halls. McCoy shielded the incubator with his body; he didn't want the baby to see her father like this. Not that she would remember, but he was a Southern gentleman, and wasn't gonna let her witness it. He had never seen Spock like this, and Bones had to admit he was pretty frightened. Not to mention their were decapitated heads piling up, and blood everywhere. But it was to get their Captain back, and Bones would have done the same thing if he could have.
When Spock was satisfied he had killed all of the guards (it had only taken him 2 minutes), he continued his rampage to Kirk's room on the right. He didn't have to look at the numbers, all he heard was "Ahhhhh!". He knew his Jim's voice. He rushed into the room.
"Spock," Kirk huffed out. A smile flashed across his face.
The Vulcan looked to see that Kirk was unharmed (at least physically), and quickly changed his gaze to focus on Kerchev.
"You have taken my Jim. You have attempted to kidnap my child. For that, you must pay the ultimate price."
"You don't the guts to—"
" ."
Kirk got chills at the volume of Spock's voice. Another contraction came on, but he was way too engaged with what Spock was doing to even make a sound. Spock trudged over to Kerchev in a most dramatic fashion and stood nose to nose with him.
"You have kidnapped us and altered our physiology without consent. You have kidnapped several other races and held them captive here, just as you would have with us. I missed the birth of my first child. If not for Vulcan telepathy, it would appear I would have missed the second. In order to ensure that does not happen, I will end our conversation here."
With that, Spock let out an animalistic growl, kicked Kerchev to the ground, and stepped on his throat. The pressure was enough to make him pass out, but that was not good enough. Spock bent down over him, put his hands on either side of his head, and snapped it clean off of his body. He picked up the body and head, and proceeded to throw it across the room. The nurse that was assisting had long escaped into the secret entrance on the wall. She knew her fate if she had stayed.
"You… Spock, you just killed him. You — gah! whew, whew, whew. Ow! They took our daughter, Spock. They wouldn't even let me hold her. Who knows what they're doing to her how are we supposed to get her back I don't know what to do I'm in so much pain I need my girl back—"
"Jim," McCoy's voice called. "I believe I have someone you'd like to meet."
He was waiting to bring her in until he was sure it was clear. He saw Kerchev's mangled body in the corner, and didn't even comment. Spock walked over to the cart, and his enraged demeanor instantly switched to calm and soothing. He opened the top, and gently put his hand under her capped head. The other went to her lower back as he lifted her carefully from the incubator. Her head was placed on his shoulder, and he made shushing noises as he rubbed circles on her back. Kirk's eyes welled up again (of course). He had never seen Spock so tender; especially after the display he just put on. His daughter was so beautiful, and there was his husband holding her as if she were a piece of glass. It was the most gorgeous sight. Even McCoy started tearing up at it.
"Can I see her — hngg! Ah! Whew, whew. Can I see her?"
"Not now, Jim. I'm sorry I know they took her. But I think you're really close here."
Bones moved to find gloves and a cap/gown for himself. He couldn't find anything! There was only tools for after the birth.
"Dammit! Don't they have any sterilization in this hell hole?!"
"The nurses had some, but I don't know where they got them."
"Alright. Guess I'm checking you bare. Sorry, kid."
"It's okay… Oh gods, this hurts!"
McCoy stood by his feet and stuck his hand in the pseudo birth canal just as the nurse had before when the contraction ceased.
"Seems to be about 9 centimeters. You're almost there, Jim."
"Of course! I can't be done! I have to be ALMOST done!"
"I know. You can do this, kid. I promise."
"Gah! Spock, I need you!"
Spock snapped out of the trance his daughter had place him in, put her back in her incubator, and rushed over to Kirk. He wanted to stand guard, but his mate needed him, and he could move fast enough to block any adversaries that came their way. He pushed Kirk's sweaty hair off of his forehead and kissed his temple.
"You are doing well, ashaya. She will be here soon."
"All I wanted was you. You weren't here, Spock. All I wanted was you, and I was alone. I'm so scared, Spock. I'm scared, and I can't do this anymore. Please help me."
"I know. I am here now, and I will not leave you under any circumstances. You are so strong, my Jim. You can do this."
"I love you — ahhh!"
"Okay, Jimbo. It's time to push. On the next one, push as hard as you can!"
Spock moved to hold his hand and placed a kiss on his lips. Kirk smiled up at him, but the next contraction hit suddenly. He bent over his stomach and pushed. His legs were shaking in the stirrups, and the sweat was beading up more on his face.
"That's it! Good, Jim!"
"Hahhh," Kirk breathed out as the contraction ebbed.
"I see her head! Spock, come look."
"I would rather not."
"Spock, you're gonna wish you had. Go look, honey."
Spock reluctantly moved from Kirk's side and peered under the gown covering him. He saw a small head of hair stretching the muscle.
"Fascinating."
Kirk and McCoy laughed at that. Of course that's what he would say.
"Owww!"
"Push, again! Come on!"
Spock moved back to Kirk's side, and the human squeezed his hand enough that it would have broken if he had been another species. Spock hated seeing his mate like this. He felt useless. Kirk let out a small growl as he felt the pressure of the baby's head.
"The head's out!"
"No kidding!"
"You're almost there, t'hy'la."
"Just a couple more pushes, then it'll be over. On the next one, don't push though. We need to let her move down a little on her own."
"Yeah, I remember from last time."
Spock felt a pang of guilt from that. Last time. When he wasn't there to be with him. When that villain was there instead of Doctor McCoy. Well, he couldn't change that now. All he could do was be there to support him.
Kirk ground out the last contractions, and fell backwards on the bed as he felt the baby leave him. He could barely lift his head enough to see her as she cried while Bones cleaned her off. Spock kept hold of Kirk's hand, but a small tear formed in each of his eyes at the sight of her. She looked more Vulcan than her sister. She had dark hair and pointed ears. However, her eyes were green. Spock was glad because otherwise she would have no physical representation of being Kirk's. He supposed her flushing pink would count. Her sister's blue eyes would contrast well with her green ones.
Kirk ignored the afterbirth part as he watched Spock holding the now swaddled baby. He was rocking her from the waist up, and pressed a small kiss to her forehead.
"Can I hold her?"
"Of course."
Spock placed the now sleeping infant into Kirk's arms, and he cuddled her close to him. As he began to coo to her, Spock went to retrieve their first daughter. Bones wished he had his camera. You talk about picture perfect. Kirk couldn't wipe the closed-lip, tired smile from his face; even Spock was still slightly tearing up. He also had a small smile on him. Even with his emotional state being charred, he still couldn't let it totally show.
"What are we gonna name them?"
"I thought perhaps we would include both their Vulcan and human heritage."
"I would love that."
T'Lyra Grace and T'Para Rose already had their daddies wrapped around their tiny fingers.