Dreams?
-- Beka's Dreams --
By: SirusLover
A/N: My writer's block is finally gone!! *does a strange little happy dance* I think I should have part 4 up pretty soon. Maybe even *drumroll* by *numerous gasps in the crowd* tomorrow!!
Sighing softly, Beka Valentine climbed into her bed.
"Andromeda, engage privacy mode," she muttered.
*Gods, I'm so tired.*
"Privacy mode engaged," came the reply.
*I wonder if I will have one of those dreams about Dylan and me, again. They are so strange, yet realistic in a way.*
*You know you like dreaming about Dylan* argued the little voice in Beka's head.
*I do not,* She argued back, *I don't feel like that about Dylan.*
*Liar* the voice shot back. Beka growled low in her throat
"I've got to stop arguing with myself," she mumbled and quickly pulled the warm covers over her head. She was so exhausted from piloting the slipstream for an incredibly long period of time, that it took her less than two minutes to fall into a deep sleep and enter the world of dreams.
Dylan wakes Beka up; he has to shake her for a full minute before she actually lets him know that she is awake. She feels off-balance, so she looks around. Slowly she realized that she was yet again dreaming about Dylan. Just as Dylan is starting to get worried about her behavior, she looks over at him.
"Is something wrong, Bek?" He questions.
*Bek, hmm, I kinda like that.*
"Bek?"
"Hmm? Oh, no nothing's wrong. Could you get me some water, please?"
"Of course." Dylan got up to get the water. Beka realized a little late that Dylan was currently in his "Adam costume".
*Hey, if he looks this good in my dreams, I wonder what he'll look like in real life.*
Continuing along this naughty line of thought, she suddenly wondered about something
*If he is Adam, does that make me Eve?*
Sure enough, when Beka lifted up the sheets she realized that she was indeed buck-naked. Suddenly, she realized something else.
"I'm pregnant!" Beka exclaimed, her eyes the size of dinner plates.
"Yes, I realized that, Beka." Dylan looked at her, a highly amused expression on his face.
"Wha-? Oh, I just still find it hard to believe."
Dylan just grinned at her in reply.
"You better get up and dressed, the girls won't like it if you're late for your own baby shower."
"I'm up and on my way to getting dressed."
About half-an-hour later
Beka is lounging in the ambassador's quarters with Rommie, Trance, and Lizzie. Beka is surrounded by gifts for her baby. They are discussing the many, numerous problems that men are responsible for and how it is usually up to the women to find a solution. Lizzie comments on the fact that early Human men oppressed women. Her explanation is that since the women were smarter then the men, the men found that by oppressing the women they could take the women's ideas for their own benefit. The other three women wholeheartedly agree.
"Hey Beka, how far along are you?" asked Lizzie.
"I will be in the, ummm, I lost track. Trance do you remember?" Beka questioned.
"Yeah, you'll be in the third week of your ninth month tomorrow," answered Trance.
"Wow, it'll be any day now." Replied Rommie.
"Yeah, It will be a little bit strange because, OW! AHH!"
"Beka, are you okay? What's wrong?" All three women questioned, looking at Beka with deep concern and worry.
"I'm fine I don't think anything's wr-, AHH! Screw what I just said, I think my water just broke!"
"Oh My God! Lizzie I need you to help me lay Beka onto the floor then you need to call Dylan in here. Rommie get some clean sheets, towels, and a pillow, quickly. I'm going to get Harper to bring in some of my tools from the Sickbay."
Lizzie, Trance, and Rommie got everything set up when Harper and Dylan came bounding in.
"Here ya go Trance, all the equipment you asked for. Good luck, Beka!"
Even working as carefully and quickly as the three women had they were unable to stop the speed at which Beka's contractions were worsening. Trance and Rommie's expressions got both Lizzie and Dylan worried.
"Uh, oh!" muttered Trance.
"What do you mean, uh oh?!" Beka yelled out.
"You like doing things the hard way don't you Beka? You just skipped the first stage of labor and have gone into the second stage. That's why your contractions are so bad. Don't look so worried Dylan, this happens to many women. I can handle it. It isn't really dangerous, just a little bit uncomfortable."
"A little bit uncomfortable!" thundered Beka, "this feels a like a lot more than a little bit uncomfortable! AAAHH! Dylan, I hate you!"
Dylan, who had been warned that Beka would probably say something along those lines, took it all in stride and simply replied,
"Yes, I know Beka. I am a bad, evil, mean, terrible, awful, and horrible person for doing this to you. But you can yell at me later, right now you need to concentrate on listening to what Trance and Rommie tell you to do."
"Aye-aye, Captain," was Beka's reply.
36 Hours Later
"Okay Beka, this is it, when I tell you to push you have to push harder then you have ever pushed before."
"I can't, I don't have enough energy left."
"You can and will do it, Beka. NOW! PUSH!"
"AAAAAHHHHHHHH!"
"WAAAHHHHHH!" came the newborn infant's wail.
"Congratulations Beka and Dylan, you are now parents of an adorable baby boy."
Dylan picked up the tiny infant and set him gently down in his mother's lap. Both Beka and Dylan had awestruck looks on their faces.
"What should we name him?' queried Dylan.
"How about Joshua, for his first name, after your brother." She suggested.
"I like it, and for his middle name, how about Michael, after your grandfather?" Dylan replied.
"Joshua Michael Hunt, I think it's a perfect name for our perfect son." Beka said tears of happiness springing to her eyes.
"You should get some sleep," said Rommie.
"Yes, definitely," agreed Trance.
ALL OF A SUDDEN, Beka felt a pulling sensation, and suddenly she was standing in front of a mantel. The mantel was holding many pictures of a little boy; the pictures were of the boy's infancy to his pre-teen years. Beka smiled happily,
*Josh*
Beka woke up with a soft smile on her face.
*I guess I do like dreaming about Dylan.*
Beka smiled yet again, as she wondered what it would be like to carry Dylan's child for nine months. Then she smiled slyly wondering what it would be like to create Dylan's child. With a smile on her face and naughty thoughts in her mind, Beka got ready for her next shift.
