Ok, if you have read any of my stories you know that they always have a happy ending. This one is no different…so major sap warnings from here on out..

The Enterprise was on its way home after 4 years in deep space. It had been an amazing 4 years. They had tracked down the Xindi, finding the rogue part of the government that had attacked Earth and destroyed them. The legitimate remainder of the Xindi government frantically made peace with Earth. They had met numerous other races, making enemies and allies in the process. Now they had been recalled, the newly constructed Challenger was going to take their place in the stars. It was a hard pill to swallow, but sweetened by the fact they were making Jon an Admiral, in charge of Starfleet Academy.

Buffy walked into sick bay, checking on an injured MACO who had bruised his ribs in a fall.

"Hey Romero, how're ya doing?" she asked the handsome man getting checked out by Dr. Phlox.

"Hi Buffy, I'm ok." He hissed in a breath as the Doctor shook his head, "Cracked ribs, bruised muscles. However he will make a full recovery if he takes it easy for the next few days." He fixed Corporal Romero with a stare until the Corporal squirmed and nodded, "Ok Doc." The Corporal threw a smile at Buffy and left, wincing as he walked out.

The Doctor turned to Buffy, "And what do you need Mrs. Archer?" She laughed and jumped up on a bio bed.

"Well, it's like this." She stopped, took a deep breath, "I want to have Jon's baby." Her eyes met the surprised Doctor's.

"Indeed, what does the Captain say?"

"We both want children, we were going to wait until we got back to Earth. But since we're on our way home, and we'll be in San Francisco until he retires, I think it's time."

Doctor Phlox looked at her thoughtfully, calculating the time until the Enterprise made it to Earth, including probable interruptions. "Very well, let's do a physical." He conducted a very thorough physical, grunting occasionally and talking to himself.

"You may sit up now." He smiled in her hopeful face, "Very well, I'll remove the birth control and wish you luck. You realize it may take some time to get pregnant. However we are due back to Earth in 7 months, you should be pregnant by that time."

Buffy nodded, excitement visible on her face. "I understand, thanks Doc."

Unbeknownst to both the Doctor and Buffy, Jon was on the bridge thinking about the very same thing. He loved Buffy more than ever, and now that they were headed home he wanted to take their marriage to the next step. He wanted kids, the more the merrier. He planned on convincing Buffy when they arrived in San Francisco. He smiled at the thought of a baby with Buffy's beautiful eyes.

It was only two weeks later that Buffy started to feel a little unsteady. She shook it off and continued her routine. Unfortunately she was sparring with Major Hayes when she spun to kick him, her vision going black. She felt a blow to her cheek and that was the last thing she knew.

Major Hayes stopped in shock as Buffy collapsed in a heap. Everyone else went silent and he fell to his knees, "Oh God, the Captain's going to kill me." He felt her pulse, breathing a sigh of relief as he felt it strong and steady. He looked up at Lt. Harris, "Call Dr. Phlox and the Captain." She obeyed instantly.

Sgt. Kemper knelt beside him, "You've never landed one on her, ever! What happened Sir?"

Hayes shook his head, his heart beating more franticly than when they went into battle "I don't know."

Dr. Phlox arrived first and was running a scan when the Captain arrived.

"What in the hell happened?" he demanded, his face tight in anger and concern.

Major Hayes ran a shaky hand through his hair, "I don't know Sir. We were sparring and she was about to kick my butt again when my foot caught her cheek and she went down."

The Captain was pale as he held his wife's hand, "Doctor?"

"Not yet, let's get her to sick bay shall we? I just need to run some more tests."

Jon scooped her up and shot a look at the Major, "We'll talk." He strode to sickbay behind Dr. Phlox.

Major Hayes looked after them, "Hit the showers people, I'm going to sickbay."

Jon was anxious as he laid Buffy on the bio bed. He gently brushed the hair off of her face as the Doctor puttered around. She suddenly sighed and opened her eyes, "Owie, what happened to my face?" she touched her cheek, then she saw her anxious husband and Dr. Phlox.

"Um, why am I in sick bay?"

"Major Hayes finally got a kick in." Jon said sharply.

"Nonsense." Said Dr. Phlox, bringing their eyes to him. "A minor bruise like that? She's fine. I attribute her fainting spell to her condition."

They fixed him with perplexed stares, "Condition?" Jon asked and Buffy's eyes became starry bright.

"Ohmigod!"

The Doctor nodded at Buffy's face. "In about 8 1/2 months you and the Captain are going to be parents."

What?" Jon's brain shut down.

Buffy sat up, "I'm pregnant!" she took his unresisting hand and placed it on her stomach. "We're having a baby."

"Baby?" Jon repeated dumbly.

Buffy giggled as it finally dawned on Jon, "We're having a baby?" Suddenly she was wrapped in a hug, "A baby, we're having a baby." Jon said in wonder.

The door to sickbay opened and Major Hayes stood in the doorway uncertainly. He stared at the scene in front of him and Dr. Phlox waved him in, "It's alright Major, Buffy is going to be fine.

Jon turned to the Major, "We're having a baby!" he said, a big grin on his face.

The Major's face cleared, "Congratulations Sir! And you too Buffy." He amended.

Buffy dimpled, "Thanks!"

Everyone was happy for the jubilant couple. The news started a pool on when the baby was going to be born, and a ridiculous baby naming contest started by Travis and Malcolm. Every few days Buffy would stand outside the crew mess, tears of laughter streaming down her face as she read the latest list of names. Travis would send her silly messages about having the baby in zero gravity; 'just ick' and Malcolm hovered worse than Jon.

Buffy was six months pregnant when she stopped by the list one afternoon to see the latest postings.

Trip came up beside her, "Hey little mama." He greeted her. He had started this at the beginning and Buffy had grown to love it.

"Hey Uncle Trip." She started reading the list and began to snicker.

Names for Buffy's baby

Millicent

Bob

Bobo

'' ick ack (this was from Hoshi, some new language she was learning)

Lilah

Cardboard

Both Buffy and Trip were laughing at this point. "Bobo?" Trip snickered.

"I am so not having anyone on this ship name my baby. 'Cardboard!' Sheesh!" Wiping tears of laughter from her face she smiled at Trip, "Ready to be home?"

He looked thoughtful, "Yes and no."

"Teaching will be fun, but you'll miss the engines on the Enterprise." Buffy said wisely.

"Exactly. Ya know me too well."

An unladylike snort, "Oh yeah."

Buffy rubbed her stomach thoughtfully and then smiled. "I'm going to miss it more than I thought. I didn't think I would." She grunted and Trip looked at her anxiously.

"You ok?" he asked.

She took his hand and placed it on her stomach, "Feel him kick!" The baby rolled and a lump could be felt moving.

Trip's eyes went wide, "That's amazin'! How does that feel?"

"Really cool."