Two months have passed since then. Nines was born with Erika taking time off to be with her second son. Myra still hasn't and she's getting impatient with her little one.

"I can get that Mrs. Myra." Naomi takes the art supplies to the sink to be cleaned.

"Thank you Naomi." Myra smiles, holding her ready to pop belly.

"Mrs. Myra, look at this. It's a map." Dux's tail wags showing his star chart.

"It's pretty. Where are these stars from? I don't recognize it." Myra looks over the picture.

"Earth. It's called 'The Milky Way.' I found some hold pictures of it." Dux smiles happily.

"Very nice." Myra pats his head making his tail wag.

After finishing cleaning they head off to the mess hall for lunch. All of them chatting away about what holodeck program to use after they were done.

But then Myra felt a hard kick. Then another. She had to hold her stomach after the third huffing slightly.

"Myra? Are you alright?" Neelix comes over trying to not alert the kids.

"P-pup." Myra mutters between breaths.

"Let's get you to sickbay." Neelix helps her stand. "Doctor get the den ready." He taps his com bag as he helps her out.

"I'll get everything ready." Raph calls back.

"I'll get uncle Harry." Kaya jumps out of her seat.

Meanwhile on the bridge everything is calm. Harry is going over the usual stuff when the turbo lift opens up.

"Kaya? What are y-" Harry turns to her.

"The pup is coming!" Kaya cheers with a wagging tail.

"Now? Really?" Harry stares unable to move.

"Well don't just stand there. Get going." Tom shouts to his friend waking him up.

Harry runs into the lift and Kaya leads him to sickbay. Myra already in labor.

"That's it. You're doing fine." Bria holds one of her hands speaking gently.

"I… I need… H-Harry." Myra cries between pushes.

"I'm here. I'm here." Harry takes her other hand kissing it lightly.

Myra pushes again. And again. Both terrified until they hear that little squeaky howl.

"I-is she okay?" Myra huffs, half ready to pass out.

"She's just fine and quite pretty." Raph hands her to Myra wrapped in a pink blanket.

The little brown furred stops crying as she's placed in her mother's arms. Harry rubs his fingers lightly through her tuffs of black hair.

"Hey there Kelly. I'm your daddy." Harry whispers as he kisses the top of her little head.

"And I'm your mommy." Myra nuzzles her face slightly with her cheek.

Her looking up at them with her big brown eyes. The two melting at that sight holding each other close.

"I'll tell the others the good news. You should rest." Bria smiles at the new parents.

"Thank you." Myra nods holding her new little one close.

Harry too dazzled to answer as Kelly holds on of his fingers with her little hands. His heart melting at every small thing she does.

Heading out Bria sees the kids outside the door. All looking a mix of excitement and worry.

"They're both fine." Bria smiles at the little group.

"Can we see them? Will Mrs. Myra not be teaching anymore? What does the pup look like?" they all burst with excitement.

"You'll have to wait until tomorrow. I'm sure she'll be back when she feels ready. And the pup looks a lot like both of them." Bria holds her hands up to calm them down as she answers what she can. "Now who wants to come with me to tell the others?" she looks down at the hyper kids.

They all raise their hands excitedly. Running a head as they cheer 'The pup is here.'

A few days later Myra is up and about again. Walking Kelly about as well but taking time to bond with her so Bria and Neelix are teaching the kids at the moment.

"Look at the little thing. Is she sleeping any better?" Erika has her new born son in her arms.

Nine's looks a lot like his older brother. Then his eyes are green with tuffs of black hair and his fur is gray. Like his brother he has a bit of trouble sleeping at night, but not as colicky.

"The walks help. But I feel bad for Harry since he does it a lot more than me." Myra's ears droop at that.

"He just wants you to sleep while you can." Erika tries to assure her.

"Still…" Myra holds her starting to get cranky little one.

"I say it's time for her to eat and both of you to lay down." Erika smiles at her softly.

Myra nods heading back to her quarters. After finishing putting her down in her little round crib she hears the doorbell. Opening it she sees little handmade gifts laid in front of it.

There was a colorful rattle made from a shell. Then some pictures of all the kids with Myra and at the top of them read 'We miss you.'

'They're so sweet.' Myra chuckles to herself as she takes them in with her.