A/N: I know, I know, all this thinking is getting boring, and all this stuff is getting boring with T'Pol trying to tell them…. But don't worry, this is the last chapter of that… YAY!!!!! Then I get to go on to the interesting, exciting parts and get out of this stuff that is only necessary so that you know what's going on…..
Chapter Five
T'Pol had been pondering what to tell them during the entire walk from sickbay. She still didn't know what to say. Normally she was more decisive than this. But then, she had never been in this situation before. She was in her quarters and meditating when the door chimed. She was suddenly filled with emotions. Emotions that she shouldn't be able to feel. She was completely overwhelmed and confused. Her hands were suddenly cold and she couldn't move her legs. The door chimed again. "Come in," she responded.
The door opened, and the Captain walked in followed by Commander Tucker. They stopped and the door closed behind them. "Sit down," she told them. Commander Tucker chose to sit down on the floor while the Captain chose the edge of the bed.
"Trip says you wanted to tell us what's going on," The Captain told her. He was obviously curious, but uncertain at the same time.
The Captain's comment seemed to be effective in breaking the ice and she could once again feel her legs. T'Pol stood up and started pacing between the Captain and the Commander. She realized that she was experiencing anxiety. She didn't think that was possible.
Apparently the other officers didn't think it was possible either. Her behavior was obviously beginning to make them uncomfortable. They looked at each other. The Captain looked confused, but only got a shrug from the Commander.
After a few more minutes of pacing, increasing the tension in the room to overwhelming levels, she sat back down and decided to tell them. She still didn't know how to say it though. "I…" she began.
"You what?" Trip asked her, urging her to continue. He could tell that she was nervous, but also knew that getting things out into the open was the best cure for that particular problem.
As he urged her forward, she gained a little more confidence. Just enough to tell them. "I am pregnant," she said at last, finally letting out her breath. When the two men looked at each other and to work hard to keep their jaws from dropping in disbelief, she continued. "Doctor Phlox told me yesterday."
"Is this some kind of joke?" He Commander asked her. It was obvious that this was not at all what he was expecting. Fortunately, the look in her eyes told him everything he needed to know. It was clear that she was not joking.
The Captain was about to say something when she began again. "Doctor Phlox has also informed me that one of you… is the father." She felt then as if a great weight had been lifted off her shoulders. Unfortunately, the Commander didn't seem to feel the same way.
"What??!!" He protested. "It must be the Cap'n 'cause I know it in't me!"
The Captain shot a shocked glare at his friend. "Trip!" He shouted, surprised and shocked that his friend would say such a thing about him. "T'Pol, what are you talking about?" The Captain asked as he turned back to T'Pol. He sounded almost as confused and insulted as his colleague had.
"I have told you all that I can. The Doctor can tell you everything you want to know. She paused before continuing. "Now… please leave." T'Pol could barely speak by then. The uncontrollable emotions were overwhelming her. She pointed to the door, her face deceiving her demeanor. When the men simply sat, looking and feeling shocked, dazed, and confused, she repeated what she'd said--more forceful this time. "Now…please!"
The Captain and Commander stood and looked at each other, then at the door. Trip, it appeared, couldn't get out of the room fast enough. After a quick shot back at T'Pol, he hushed the door controls. As soon as it opened, he stormed out, apparently mad at T'Pol for suggesting that he would ever do such a thing as she was suggesting. The Captain followed Trip in a similar manner.
The two men, once in the corridor, walked surprisingly quietly to sickbay. They were both angry, but shocked and confused at the same time. They had stopped storming around when they'd had to stop in a turbolift, so instead of a rant, they entered sickbay in a shocked daze.
"Ah! Gentlemen, I see you have spoken to Sub-Commander T'Pol." Phlox's voice echoed in their heads like background noise. They didn't even seem to know that they'd entered sickbay. "Captain? Commander?" Phlox asked each of them quizzically.
"Sorry Doctor… What did you say?" The Captain asked, finally coming to his senses. He elbowed Trip in the arm, and the other man responded by snapping his neck up straighter and looking around.
"Would I be correct in assuming that you have just spoken with Sub-Commander T'Pol and that it didn't go well?" The Doctor asked them, though he already knew the answer.
The Captain simply nodded. Trip, on the other hand, was a little less diplomatic. "Yeah! What the hell is goin' on? T'Pol says that one of us got her pregnant!" he shouted, gesturing dramatically. "She said that you had an explanation, so let's hear it."
Phlox slightly chuckled, which made Trip even more frustrated. He tried to explain as well as he could. "First, may I point out that she didn't even know about this until yesterday, and that she wasn't planning on telling either of you as she is convinced that neither of you can be the father. I was telling her that it was indeed one of you when you walked in earlier." He pointed at Trip, then went on to explain everything that he and T'Pol knew about the situation. The two listened as if they were wide-eyed little children listening to a story.
"So… you're sayin' that… ten weeks ago, while we were on that away mission, one of us somehow… got T'Pol pregnant?" Trip asked, looking as confused and angry as he felt. "That's impossible. We got separated on the planet. Hoshi and the Cap'n and me and T'Pol. We spent two days tryin' to find each other 'cause we lost all our equipment. We were working the WHOLE time… NOTHIN' HAPPENED!!"
"Yeah, he's right. T'Pol and I were only in the same vicinity for one night, and I spent that whole night sitting out by the campfire because I couldn't sleep. T'Pol was sleeping-- I didn't even see her. There has to be some mistake," The Captain added.
"NO. I am certain I have made no mistake in my readings. It has to be one of you. Unless you can think of any possible alternative…" Doctor Phlox pointed out.
Trip opened his mouth to say something, but apparently thought better of it. Both men looked at each other exasperated and left sickbay to mull over their thoughts privately.
A/N 2: yes, we know that in this chapter we mention breaking the ice while in T'Pol's quarters… don't worry… no reference to the episode… we didn't even realize that until now….
Chapter Five
T'Pol had been pondering what to tell them during the entire walk from sickbay. She still didn't know what to say. Normally she was more decisive than this. But then, she had never been in this situation before. She was in her quarters and meditating when the door chimed. She was suddenly filled with emotions. Emotions that she shouldn't be able to feel. She was completely overwhelmed and confused. Her hands were suddenly cold and she couldn't move her legs. The door chimed again. "Come in," she responded.
The door opened, and the Captain walked in followed by Commander Tucker. They stopped and the door closed behind them. "Sit down," she told them. Commander Tucker chose to sit down on the floor while the Captain chose the edge of the bed.
"Trip says you wanted to tell us what's going on," The Captain told her. He was obviously curious, but uncertain at the same time.
The Captain's comment seemed to be effective in breaking the ice and she could once again feel her legs. T'Pol stood up and started pacing between the Captain and the Commander. She realized that she was experiencing anxiety. She didn't think that was possible.
Apparently the other officers didn't think it was possible either. Her behavior was obviously beginning to make them uncomfortable. They looked at each other. The Captain looked confused, but only got a shrug from the Commander.
After a few more minutes of pacing, increasing the tension in the room to overwhelming levels, she sat back down and decided to tell them. She still didn't know how to say it though. "I…" she began.
"You what?" Trip asked her, urging her to continue. He could tell that she was nervous, but also knew that getting things out into the open was the best cure for that particular problem.
As he urged her forward, she gained a little more confidence. Just enough to tell them. "I am pregnant," she said at last, finally letting out her breath. When the two men looked at each other and to work hard to keep their jaws from dropping in disbelief, she continued. "Doctor Phlox told me yesterday."
"Is this some kind of joke?" He Commander asked her. It was obvious that this was not at all what he was expecting. Fortunately, the look in her eyes told him everything he needed to know. It was clear that she was not joking.
The Captain was about to say something when she began again. "Doctor Phlox has also informed me that one of you… is the father." She felt then as if a great weight had been lifted off her shoulders. Unfortunately, the Commander didn't seem to feel the same way.
"What??!!" He protested. "It must be the Cap'n 'cause I know it in't me!"
The Captain shot a shocked glare at his friend. "Trip!" He shouted, surprised and shocked that his friend would say such a thing about him. "T'Pol, what are you talking about?" The Captain asked as he turned back to T'Pol. He sounded almost as confused and insulted as his colleague had.
"I have told you all that I can. The Doctor can tell you everything you want to know. She paused before continuing. "Now… please leave." T'Pol could barely speak by then. The uncontrollable emotions were overwhelming her. She pointed to the door, her face deceiving her demeanor. When the men simply sat, looking and feeling shocked, dazed, and confused, she repeated what she'd said--more forceful this time. "Now…please!"
The Captain and Commander stood and looked at each other, then at the door. Trip, it appeared, couldn't get out of the room fast enough. After a quick shot back at T'Pol, he hushed the door controls. As soon as it opened, he stormed out, apparently mad at T'Pol for suggesting that he would ever do such a thing as she was suggesting. The Captain followed Trip in a similar manner.
The two men, once in the corridor, walked surprisingly quietly to sickbay. They were both angry, but shocked and confused at the same time. They had stopped storming around when they'd had to stop in a turbolift, so instead of a rant, they entered sickbay in a shocked daze.
"Ah! Gentlemen, I see you have spoken to Sub-Commander T'Pol." Phlox's voice echoed in their heads like background noise. They didn't even seem to know that they'd entered sickbay. "Captain? Commander?" Phlox asked each of them quizzically.
"Sorry Doctor… What did you say?" The Captain asked, finally coming to his senses. He elbowed Trip in the arm, and the other man responded by snapping his neck up straighter and looking around.
"Would I be correct in assuming that you have just spoken with Sub-Commander T'Pol and that it didn't go well?" The Doctor asked them, though he already knew the answer.
The Captain simply nodded. Trip, on the other hand, was a little less diplomatic. "Yeah! What the hell is goin' on? T'Pol says that one of us got her pregnant!" he shouted, gesturing dramatically. "She said that you had an explanation, so let's hear it."
Phlox slightly chuckled, which made Trip even more frustrated. He tried to explain as well as he could. "First, may I point out that she didn't even know about this until yesterday, and that she wasn't planning on telling either of you as she is convinced that neither of you can be the father. I was telling her that it was indeed one of you when you walked in earlier." He pointed at Trip, then went on to explain everything that he and T'Pol knew about the situation. The two listened as if they were wide-eyed little children listening to a story.
"So… you're sayin' that… ten weeks ago, while we were on that away mission, one of us somehow… got T'Pol pregnant?" Trip asked, looking as confused and angry as he felt. "That's impossible. We got separated on the planet. Hoshi and the Cap'n and me and T'Pol. We spent two days tryin' to find each other 'cause we lost all our equipment. We were working the WHOLE time… NOTHIN' HAPPENED!!"
"Yeah, he's right. T'Pol and I were only in the same vicinity for one night, and I spent that whole night sitting out by the campfire because I couldn't sleep. T'Pol was sleeping-- I didn't even see her. There has to be some mistake," The Captain added.
"NO. I am certain I have made no mistake in my readings. It has to be one of you. Unless you can think of any possible alternative…" Doctor Phlox pointed out.
Trip opened his mouth to say something, but apparently thought better of it. Both men looked at each other exasperated and left sickbay to mull over their thoughts privately.
A/N 2: yes, we know that in this chapter we mention breaking the ice while in T'Pol's quarters… don't worry… no reference to the episode… we didn't even realize that until now….