Seventeen Months Later – Christmas Eve
"Alexander Marcus was sentenced to life in prison plus sixty years today. Marcus, the former CEO of Thirty-One International was convicted on multiple counts of fraud, tax evasion, hindering prosecution, conspiracy to commit corporate espionage, conspiracy to commit murder and murder in California…"
"Turn that off," Jaime groaned.
"Sorry, sis," Sam chuckled as he hit the control. "I forgot how touchy you all get about that guy."
"You didn't have to testify," John smiled.
"It was not that bad," Spock said as he held little Peter James Kirk in his arms. The fourteen month old had bright blue eyes like his father and his mother's red curls. Sam still hadn't popped the question to Gaila yet and none of them knew what the hell he was waiting on.
"It sucked," Jaime admitted.
"How do you think I feel?" Carol asked.
"Like someone kicked your puppy," Kyle chuckled.
"Okay, you guys. Stop talking about Alexander Marcus. It's Christmas Eve," Winona said as she walked into the room.
"I agree," Richard said. "He is finally out of our lives, we shouldn't dwell on him."
"I still don't get why he went after you, sir," Hikaru said.
"I told you to call me 'Richard' and the why was obvious," her father-in-law said.
"He was jealous," Bones sighed, his arm around Hikaru's shoulder. Those two really were adorable together.
"Richard has a successful business, a beautiful wife who isn't dead and a son," Carol said. "Everything my father has always wanted."
"And instead of accepting what he had and seeing the good in it, he decided to take his self-loathing out on us," John added.
"His problem," Jaime said. "He was warned."
"She's right," Carol agreed. "I warned him. Jaime warned him. Bradley warned him. My father didn't want to listen. He got tunnel vision and I think, at the end, he knew he wasn't going win. He just invested himself in his vendetta too much to quit."
"Can we not talk about this?" Hikaru said.
"That's what I said," Jaime smiled down at her nephew in Spock's arms. "Right, PJ?"
"I thought I told you not to call him that," her brother grumbled.
"I don't listen. He should know that by now, PJ," Jaime said as she made faces at the little boy. Peter, who was chewing on her finger and drooling all over Jaime and Spock, let out a laugh, drawing everyone's attention to him.
"Sorry about your shirt, Spock," Sam said as he hopped up to get his son.
"It is just a shirt," Spock smiled, waving her brother off.
"He'll have to get used to it anyway," Nyota told them.
"You're…?" Gaila waved a hand over her stomach. Ny nodded with a big smile. "OMG!" The redhead practically leaped into their friend's arms. "You're gonna have a baby. A little baby that'll be all cute and pouty like Spock."
"You do know it's my child too, right?" Nyota chuckled.
"Of course I know that," Gaila chuckled. You would think motherhood would slow her down but the woman was just as energetic now as she's always been, it was just focused on the baby rather than shopping.
"A pregnant lady in the office. I feel for you ye, lads," Scotty chuckled as he helped Pavel and Joanna put together a five thousand piece puzzle.
"Two," Jaime muttered under her breath. Everyone in the room looked at her. "Venice was very romantic."
"Oh, my God. Oh, my god. Jaime!" her mom said before she pulled Jaime into a tight hug. "My baby's having a baby."
"Your baby can't breathe," Jaime muttered against her mother's shoulder.
"Sorry. Sorry," here mom said, checking her over like she was going to break. "A baby. I thought you were waiting."
"Aren't you the one who's been saying we've been married for two years, so give you a grandbaby? Well," Jaime motioned to her stomach, "grandbaby."
"So, that's why Lenny keeps trading your snacks," Hikaru smiled. Every time Jaime went to eat something, her doctor friend would trade it for a fruit or a veggie. Everything but her chocolate, he knows better.
"He knew before we did?" her brother asked.
"Bones is my doctor. He knew before I did," Jaime pointed out. Other than general crappiness, Jaime had no idea what was wrong with her almost three months ago. Bones told her to head over to the hospital and he checked her over. "I'm eleven weeks."
"Thirteen," Ny smiled.
"A race to baby?" Jaime asked.
"You're on," the other mother-to-be chuckled.
"How are we gonna deal with two of them?" Kyle asked Hikaru.
"Oh, please," her dad said, his arm around her. "You're gonna drive them both crazy with the hovering."
"It's what you all did to me," Gaila said.
"She has a point," John chuckled. "They're going to hate us by the time they have the babies, Spock."
"I don't doubt it," Sara smiled as she rested a hand on Jaime's still flat stomach.
"You shouldn't sleep on the couch," John said when he walked into her office. "It's bad for your back."
"I'll live. You have French fries," Jaime sighed as she opened her eyes.
"And a chocolate milkshake."
"You're a god," she smiled.
"That's not what you said yesterday," he chuckled. "As a matter of fact, you weren't very happy with me."
"I know. I hate being moody. And tired. And moody because I'm tired. I'm trying to figure out who's gonna do my job when I take leave," Jaime said as she took a sip of her milkshake. "This is good."
"I will," her husband said.
"You will what?"
"Do your job while you're on leave. I get my master's a little over two months before the baby's due. I can run things while you take maternity."
"Johnny, I love you but no."
"What?" John gave her a look.
"No. I worked my ass off for two years to get this office to where it is and I'm not about to hand the keys to my kingdom over to you. You've wanted nothing to do with the company your whole life, you even gave your shares, there's no way in hell I'm gonna put you in charge. I'm sure Hikaru can handle it while Spock and I are on baby duty."
Harrison Shipping took a bit of a leap after the deal Carol made with Jaime –with Richard's blessing- and Sybok. Instead of having to run out and hire a bunch of people, Jaime interviewed and hired a lot of Thirty-One's former employees. Those she didn't hire were either referred to other companies or bought out of their contracts. HS took a little loss at the beginning but they managed to recoup in the nearly two years since Marcus was arrested. As a matter of fact, Richard was considering stepping back and leaving Jaime in charge of whole company in the next five years and he was grooming Carol to head up the UK office while HQ shifts to San Francisco.
"Tell me how you really feel," he chuckled. Jaime knew he wasn't offended, John knew her answer before he even made the offer.
"Really?" she asked. John gave her a nod. "There's this spot, right behind your ear that I really wanna nibble on."
John gave her one of those smiles that he reserves for her. "Then I suppose I should lock the door."
"That is a wonderful idea."
"I got you, Jaime," Sy said as he helped her into a chair. Jaime and Sybok happened to be at Ny and Spock's house when Misses Grayson went into labor. They'd only been in the hospital for ten minutes when Jaime started having contractions too.
"This is not happening right now," Jaime said as Sy tucked her hair out of her face.
"It's fine. Just breathe for me, okay," Spock's brother said as he knelt in front of her. "We're gonna get you settled, then we're gonna call John. Okay?"
"Okay," Jaime breathed. He took deep breaths with her and let her hold his hand while the nurses got her situated in another room.
"You need to page Doctor Leonard McCoy, he's her primary. I'll call her husband… No, I'll call her brother, he can drive her husband. Oh, and can you get her some more pillows and some ice chips?" Sy asked the nurse, who nodded.
"You're good at this," Jaime gritted her teeth through the pain.
"I figured it would come in handy," he chuckled as he rubbed her head with one hand and let her squeeze the living daylights out of the other.
"I'm gonna hurt you," she told him, looking at their joined hands.
"I only need one, I'll be fine."
"Can you check on Ny?"
"As soon as John gets here."
"George Richard Kirk-Harrison. He's named after all our dads," Jaime smiled.
"Uh, Chris?" Bones asked.
"My middle name is Richard," her dad said.
"How'd you not know that?" Sam asked.
"Like I don't have more important things to do than to keep track of your middle names," Bones grumbled.
"Watch this," her brother smiled. "Jaime, Hikaru?"
"Sato," she answered.
Sam nodded, "Scotty?"
"Christopher Jorgenson," Jaime said.
"Pavel?" Bones asked.
"Andreievich," she added a bit of the kid's accent.
"Nyota?" Sam asked.
"T'iana. Gaila's is Elaine. Bones' is Horatio. John's is Richard. Richard's is Edward. Sara's is Elizabeth Anne. Mom's is Jennifer. Kyle's is Thomas. Spock and Sy both have Arthur. Joanna's is Ella. And Sam's is Samuel, obviously," Jaime yawned.
"You were saying?" her brother looked at the doctor.
"We all don't have her memory," Bones rolled his eyes. "Now, leave me alone before I decide to kick you out."
"He'll do it," Jaime said as she fought to keep her eyes open.
"You know what, go. Let Jimmy rest. Out with you all," her best friend ordered. After a bunch of goodbyes, everyone left Jaime and John alone. The baby was in the nursery getting some standard tests.
"How do you feel?" her husband asked as he got onto the bed with her.
"Tired. The single happiest but most exhausting moment of my life," she sighed against his shoulder. "But he's beautiful. I can't believe me and Ny had our kids at almost the same time."
"Perhaps little George and little Mackenzie will grow up to be great friends," John smiled.
"Of course they will," Jaime snuggled in as close as she could. "I'm glad I went on that date with you."
"I'm glad I had the nerve to ask."
"I'm glad you asked."
"This could go on forever," John smiled.
"Guess it's a good thing we have forever."
