"Have you seen this?" Nyota asked Jim when they, and Sulu, were having lunch together near the embassy.

"Seen what?" Jim asked. The other officer handed Jim her PADD, on the screen was a picture of Jim and Sybok at the Old Town Festival. 'Commander Kirk's Pregnancy Style'. "Really?"

"They talk about all the clothes you've worn since the announcement and some of the stuff you wore right before that because, they now realize, you were covering your bump," the linguist chuckled.

"Don't they have better things to focus on?" Jim asked. "My husband and his... brother," referring to Old Spock, "found a suitable planet for a colony and the ground work has been started. That should be what everyone focuses on. Not my choice of white shorts in California in August. I'm pregnant and it was hot; that's a no-brainer."

"They also talk about your diet," Sulu smiled, leaning over to change the article. 'Is Commander Kirk Being Forced to Give Up Meat? Sources Say Yes'.

"What the fuck?" Jim laughed. "Wait until I show this to Sy. We had a whole conversation about this."

"But you did go vegetarian," her badass katana welding buddy pointed out.

"Yes, but I wasn't forced, it was my choice. Sy, Bones and Phlox made sure I was sure before they even let me. As soon as this kid stops breastfeeding, Pike's buying me a really big steak," Jim laughed. "It's sorta a Vulcan thing but I still had a choice."

"Vulcans don't believe in killing unless it's necessary, even to eat," Nyota told Sulu. "They don't eat meat as part of that practice. I think the problem some people are having, Jim, is that you're not Vulcan."

"I know but the baby is. If Spock is anything to go by, this kid is gonna be more like Sy than me. I decided that I can go a while without meat for the baby and if Jelly wants to adopt my normal diet when they get older, that's fine. Besides, Sy is a really good cook, I'll eat about anything he puts in front of me and he doesn't eat meat."

"If Spock cooked all the time, I'd go vegetarian too," Nyota chuckled.

"See," Jim said. "Those sexy Vulcans and their cooking skills."

"I wonder who the sources are?" Sulu said. Both women looked at him. "I mean, nobody in the embassy would say anything about you; Vulcans are notoriously private and Lady T'Pau seems to like you so I doubt they'd want to get on her bad side. Nobody on the Enterprise lets conversations get past 'Commander Kirk is doing well' when we're asked about you, your brother isn't shy about telling people to fuck off when they talk about you and TacCom can't even acknowledge that you work there. Who does that leave?"

"Fleet PR. Has to be," Nyota said, shaking her head. "They need a distraction from all the inquires, you are it. I know you told Gordon that the baby was not going to be used for PR, I'm thinking he's found himself a loophole. Your eating habits have changed but it's only because of the pregnancy."

"I hate that guy," Sulu grumbled.

Jim chuckled, "You and me both."

"T'Kin?" Sybok said. "Golden lady."

"No," Jim shook her head. "T'Lara? Lady blue desert bird."

"I don't like it," he chuckled.

"You guys are going traditional?" Amanda asked as she and Nyota walked into the dining area where Jim and Sybok were eating breakfast.

"Thinking about it but nothing seems to fit," Jim smiled. "What about T'Rea?"

"No. As much as I love my mother, many Vulcans considered her a heretic and I wouldn't want my child to have to deal with that. Having a Human mother and a father who, now, publicly embraces his emotions is going to be interesting enough," Sybok reminded her.

"What about T'Mak?" Nyota asked. The two women shared a look.

"I've never heard of that one," Amanda said.

"You wouldn't, Ny just made it up," Jim smiled.

"Lady of joy," Spock said as he joined them. "It is very nontraditional."

"That's because it's the Vulcan equivalent to Gaila," Jim said, "which means joyful in a dozen languages; Hebrew, Old English, a few Orion dialects."

"T'Mak…" Sybok muttered. "I don't like it. Can't we just name her Gaila?"

"You want to name the baby Gaila?" Jim asked.

"She was your friend and you loved her," her husband said.

"She would get a kick out of that," Nyota smiled.

"S'chn T'gai Gaila Amanda or Gaila Amanda Kirk if she wants to go that way," Jim said out loud, testing the way the name sounded.

"She likes it," Sybok said.

"What?" Jim looked at her husband.

Sy rested a hand on her growing stomach, "S'chn T'gai Gaila Amanda." His eyes drifted closed and he smiled. "She likes it."

"You can hear Jelly?" Nyota asked.

"She doesn't like it when we call her Jelly but she likes Gaila Amanda," Sybok smiled.

"You're giving her my name?" Spock's mother asked in awe.

"We decided on that when we found out that she was girl," Sybok said.

Giving the baby Amanda's name was actually the easier part of this whole thing, they didn't even have to talk about it, it was just a given. When Sybok's mother died, Amanda stepped in to care for him, not to replace T'Rea but to be there for him when he needed it. Never knowing Winona and only having a year with Hoshi, Jim didn't really know what having a mom was like until she got to spend time with Amanda. Having someone -that wasn't Pike- checking on her and giving her advice and -the best- hugs was such a new -but welcome- thing. Jim figured that as long as she could be a little like Spock's mother, she'll make a decent mom.

"I'm named after my grandpa, she's gonna have her grandma's name," Jim smiled.

"Technically…" Spock started but Jim just pouted at him. "Never mind."

"How'd you do that?" Nyota asked.

"I cried on him yesterday, he doesn't want a repeat of that," Jim chuckled.

"We should go, Jim," Spock told her after everyone had a good laugh at his expense.

"I guess so, Jim sighed. "Gordon already hates us. If you guys are late to this thing, he'll bitch more than usual."

"He will," Sybok smiled. "Your emotions are hilarious when you have to deal with him."

"He's a pain in my ass," Jim chuckled.

"Well, I won't let him mess with you," Amanda said.

Jim, Spock, Pike and Bones were going to the Federation Day festivities at HQ. It was one of the appearances on their list and everyone but Scotty and Chekov, who were at Earth Spacedock working on the Enterprise, decided to go with them, even Amanda. Technically, it was the first day of Jim's thirty-sixth week and she didn't have to go but Federation Day isn't really something she could just ignore. This would be her last official appearance on behalf of the fleet since Phlox put in her order for medical duty the night before. Jim was just glad she didn't have to wear a uniform, maternity or otherwise.

"See, grandma is already in protective mode," Jim smiled.

"You got that right," Amanda said. "Are you going to join us, Sybok?"

"Work or spend my day with my favorite girls?" he asked sarcastically.

Jim chuckled, "That's a yes."

Mingling. Jim really hates mingling. She was never one to blow smoke up peoples' asses and she sure as hell wasn't going to start that shit now. Jim did her best to smile politely and ignore dumb or intrusive questions but it was getting on her nerves. Sybok, on the other hand, did a good job of interacting with these idiots and Jim found herself a little jealous that she couldn't pull that off without sounding fake.

'Practice,' her husband thought as he glanced over at her. He was talking to some Andorian diplomat.

'I know,' she thought back.

"Commander Kirk, do you have a moment?" someone asked Jim from her left side. Jim looked at the woman and internally cringed. The woman was trying to fake it but Jim could smell a reporter from the next sector over.

"Just one," Jim said with a small smiled.

"There are sources claiming that the Narada Incident could have been prevented and a handful of high ranking officials have been let go from their positions as a result. Inquiring minds want to know what the Savior of Earth thinks about the situation," the woman said.

"As an active duty officer, it's against regulations for me to comment on politics. You, and everyone else in the Federation, is well aware of that fact," Jim told the woman.

"So, you do have thoughts on the matter," reporter girl said.

"I have thoughts about a lot of things, as does everyone else. However, I can't talk about those thoughts with you," Jim told her with a small smile.

"Okay, but as the Kelvin Baby, does it bother you that the man who killed your father got to run around the galaxy for twenty-five years when he could have been stopped sooner?"

"There's no simple way to answer that, so I'm not going to," Jim sighed.

"Commander, I…"

"I think that's enough," Pike said as he walked over and stood next to Jim. "The commander has answered your questions as best as she can according to policy. You know better than to ask her about any of this, especially today."

"People want to know, Admiral. We're tired of Starfleet hiding behind a code of silence. People want to hear what Kirk has to say without the admiralty's filter in front of her mouth," the woman said. Lady has a damn good point.

"You have a name?" Jim asked.

"Alice Tanowitz-Parker, Federation News Service correspondent."

"I'll contact you tomorrow. I can't answer all your questions but I might be able to answer some of them," Jim said.

"You'd do that? You'd give me an exclusive?" Alice asked her.

"I would," Jim smiled. "Just stop asking questions in here, the brass is getting twitchy."

"You got it. Thank you, Commander," the reporter said before she ran off.

"Was that a good idea?" Pike asked.

"Well, everybody wants me to talk. She was the only one brave enough to approach me and she didn't ask about my husband, my clothes, my diet, my due date or my baby bump. I figure that I could at least give her chance," Jim shrugged.

"Oh, I guess you missed the latest gem," her mentor said with a chuckle.

"Do tell," she smiled.

"There's a rumor that the Enterprise's chief medical officer is getting married again," Pike said.

"There is not," Jim chuckled before she looked at him. "You're gonna ask."

"Thinking about it," he smiled. "You can't tell him."

"I won't… I just… These hormones are a doozy. Hey, Bones."

"Jim," her best friend gave her a look. "You okay?"

She smiled, "I'm just fine."

AN: There are a few dates for Federation Day, I went with the one on October 11th.