Chapter Four
Here is a rough timeline: May they begin to date, September she unknowingly gets pregnant, November he proposes, December they find out they are having a baby and Koss takes T'Pol. She's four months pregnant. I don't know Vulcan pregnancies so I'm making it up! This is when she starts to slowly show. Much thanks to Cool Cat and Soultoast, btw ST I am a big Archer fan too, I like to write all the characters to the best ability you know? No one gets kinda pounced on.
Thanks so much to my beta Apryl. Her children are by far the best! Readers: This lengthy paragraph makes up for the last one.
T'Pol walked along the beach inhaling the scent, enjoying the sand between her feet, and the tiny kicks of her child within her. Two strong around engulf her body from the back, she breathes deeply, the scent of her mate, her husband, her soul, her everything, Charles. She can feel Charles caress her belly, the baby immediately reacts to his/her fathers touch by kicking and punching T'Pol.
"Charles?" T'Pol whispers as he nuzzles her neck as he always does. "Yes, Polly Wolly?" T'Pol arches her brow, no doubt their child did as well, 'Wolly' was new, but Charles was always forming new cutesy names for her. She takes a deep breathe watching the water crash into small tides as surf goers enjoy the sun, "I love you Charles."
The strong arms around her disappear; suddenly she feels helpless, alone, cold, scared, sick, and anxious all at once. She can feel her heart beat rise, almost beating out her chest. She turns around sharply, watching the crimson blood pour out of Charles. "Charles!!" She screamed as she droped to her knees; the red stained sand molds to her knee caps. She cradles him in her arms, wanting to let her guards drop, wanting to feel emotions to their fullest, and wanting revenge.
"Lady T'Pol, I am your child's new father. We shall marry at dusk. Please remove the humans ring off of your finger," Koss ordered as he placed his phaser in its holster.
T'Pol shoots up out her sleep clutching her shirt and stomach. The nightmares have progressed as days went on, days without her beloved. She looked at where her and Trips baby was growing, laying her hand protectively over it. Using her other hand she wiped the sweat from her hairline, and held his shirt closer to her taking his scent in. Before she was forced to leave Enterprise, she had Ensign Sato steal Charles shirt. Hoshi never asked questions. That's what she enjoyed most about her friendship with Hoshi, she was so understanding.
T'Pol spoke softly to her belly, "Little one, your father will come for us. No doubt he is determined to protect us. He was never fond of Koss, there encounter will be interesting to say the least." After catching her breath and thumbed her wedding band. A compromise the two made, Charles promised to control his emotional outbursts in front of her parents and T'Pol wore his great grandmother's wedding ring. Though she'd never admit it to him, but she enjoyed wearing the ring, the logic in expressing your love or in her case extreme admiration for someone with something of sentimental value.
-The Next Day-
T'Les, T'Pol's mother entered T'Pol's chamber. T'Pol stared up into the sky, almost waiting for something to come down; she didn't even notice her mother. "My daughter, what is the matter?"
T'Pol was tossed out her thoughts, "Mother, I hadn't been notified for your arrival. Was all of this your plans?"
T'Les raised her brow, "What do you mean my child? Your father and I were told you and Koss were having a child and that you are to wed." T'Pol replied with a little more emotion then normal, "Koss is NOT the father of my child. Mother you have been misinformed of this entire situation. Koss forcefully removed me from Enterprise. He threatened to kill every crewmember if I didn't comply. I will not marry him. My ship will come for me. Charles will not allow this."
T'Les thought for a moment, T'Pol spoke passionately of her crew, and of Charles. "Daughter, who is Charles?" T'Pol's eyes light up when she heard her mother say his name. "He is my love, mother. He is the father of my child and he will come for us." She said that matter-a-factly and returned her gaze up at the stars. Still no sign of a shuttle pod.
"A human," T'Les asked. "Yes mother, he is human." T'Pol replied curtly. She didn't appreciate her mothers tone and because of the pregnancy her hormones were raging, she didn't try as hard to cover her emotions.
"You wish not to marry Koss," T'Les asked, she already knew the answer but she wanted to hear it from her child. "Mother marrying Koss is not even an option. Weeks prior to my abduction Charles proposed, I have accepted." T'Pol raised her hand daintily for her mother to see. T'Les raised her brow, "He Proposed?"
Flash Back to the night every T/Tu dreams off [Although it's not just T'Pols perspective, for fun I included events she wouldn't be present at for you guys : ) Hugs!]
"HOSHI," Trip squealed from the bathroom. Hoshi rang her ears out, "Yes Trip." He came out the bathroom wearing a crisp white button down shirt, black slacks, and polished shoes. "Does this look pressed enough?? Is that a wrinkle?? Maybe I should change," Trip frantically said pacing back and forth while shaking the nervousness out his hands.
"Trip you look wonderful, look it's going to be okay. Now let's run through everything. I set T'Pol's room up with candles, flowers, and pecan pie. Travis just checked T'Pol, she is still on the bridge and her shift ends in twenty minutes. Now you brushed your teeth, gelled your hair," she brushed his shoulders incase of any dust "sprayed cologne but not too much, got your fly zipped, and I think that's it…..right…wait…." Hoshi began to panic more then Trip, "something's missing. Something isn't right……THE RING!! Do you have the ring? Who has the ring!? Is there a ring!? Oh god!"
Trip chuckled as she started screaming and rummaging through his entire room flinging very thing behind her in search for the ring, "Hoshi its okay I have the ring. I wouldn't let this out ma site," patting his pocket.
"Well then you're all set. Do you need me to get Malcolm to unlock her room for you," Hoshi inquired as she starting rolling a lint brush over the back of his shirt. Trip giggled, Hoshi must be on big neat freak, "Naa, T'Pol gave me a code to use for our late ni….you doesn't wanna know…" Trip said as he started to blush and his ears turned red. "It's alright Trip, Travis has my lock number too. Besides girl's talk you know," Hoshi replied. Trips head shot up, "What…what exactly about," this wasn't good, T'Pol tells people about him. "Let's just say you have a mole on your left butt cheek," Hoshi teased with a giggle.
"SHE TOLD YOU?" "Yeah, the best part was she did it with a straight face," Hoshi replied. "Wait did you ask her or did she flat out tell ya," Trip asked. "Can't tell ya! I'd be breaking the code. Now go!! Good luck," Hoshi said as she pushed him out the door.
"Wait what do I need luck for, she has ta say yes? She's ma heart" the doors swooshed closed, "Damn it!" Trip rubbed his temple and turn around the corner, "Hey Mal what are you doing here?" Malcolm took his phase pistol out, "Hoshi told me to follow you. She wanted to insure you don't freak out and bloody run away like a piss ant. Now shall we? Her shift ends in ten minutes."
-T'Pol's room-
Trip took T'Pol's lighter and lit each candle which was romantically dispersed throughout her small quarters. After taking the lid off the pecan pie, he took a good whiff, it smelled fresh, and the chef must have made it just recently. He sat down on her bed and began to run his proposal through his head making sure it was perfect.
-Bridge 20:00 hours-
T'Pol signed off her station and turned to he captain, "Captain Archer, I am now off duty. Good night." "Night T'Pol." T'Pol nodded and left. As soon as Travis heard the whoosh of the turbo lift he whirled around with a smile from ear to ear, "I can't wait to find out if she says yes!"
Jon smiled, "Neither can I. This will be the first marriage ceremony that I get to give. I wonder if I can be best man and the one who gives it out," Jon pondered. "Aren't you a bit presumptuous Captain, Trip won't pick you as best man, he'll pick me!" Malcolm stated.
Travis rolled his eyes and interrupted, "You're both wrong, he's going to pick me!" Jon sat up a little bit and shook his head, "No way, I'm his best friend. I saved his life! He's going to pick me! If not I'll order him to! If he still doesn't, I'll order T'Pol to make him make me best man. God knows he's whipped. Did you see how quickly he put that big ole plate of meat back when she pouted at him the other day in the mess hall?"
"I bet when they move in together she'll make him put all his engine models in some storage container and leave it in one of the armory cabinets taking space away from my weapons," Malcolm added. "The man's being castrated for god shakes," Travis said, he looked out the corner of his eye noticing one of Hoshi's female friends listening to the entire conversation. Panic ran throughout his body he was going to have a lot to explain if word got back to Hoshi about his little comment on married life. Jon and Malcolm stopped laughing after a few moments at his comment but continued to argue about who was to be best man.
-T'Pol- 20:05 hours (8:05)
She was heading for her quarters but she paused, she hadn't been to the gym lately and decided to work out to relax her emotions. She didn't want a repeat of last night. She began mediating but couldn't her complete the cycle, Charles scent lingered in her room, and after five minutes of trying her hardest to concentrate she gave in and invited him over for a late night visit.
-T'Pols quarters 21:45-
Trip rolled over and snuggled a bit closer to her pillow, he had waited over an hour for T'Pol before he accidentally dosed off. T'Pol walked into her quarters; she could smell Charles, pecan pie and flowers. She took the room in. Charles was snuggled up to her pillow, wearing his dress shirt untucked, and noticed he was sound asleep. Her eyes gazed over to the pecan pie sitting on the table, one plate, and one fork. Candles were placed all over her quarters with melted wax pouring over the sides, and a vase of long stem roses placed next to the plate. T'Pol raised her brow, he had remembered her mentioning she found then interesting. She carefully walked over to his sleeping form and knelt before him. She raised her hand to caress the side of his face, "Neatly shaven. What is he planning?" she asked herself. She noticed he was clutching something; curiosity got the best of her. She carefully removed it from his grip and opened the velvet box to find a small diamond ring set in gold. T'Pol thought for a moment, 'Why would Charles give me this? Assuming if it were for me. Logically it would, but why?" Trip took in a deep breathe and came out of his sleep. He saw T'Pol holding the ring, fear ran throughout his body causing him to leap up but, T'Pol pushed him back down on the bed before he slammed his head on the top of her bunk like last time.
He looked at her, trying to take what happened, he must have feel asleep waiting for her, he whispered, "Thanks sweet heart. Where were you? Your shift ended at 2000 hour." "I decided to perform some Vulcan exercise methods in the gym, last night I was rather preoccupied to mediate. What are you planning Charles?"
Trip slipped out the bed and guided T'Pol to stand, he got down on his knee, and T'Pol raised her brow, "What is the matter with your knee?" "Listen T'Pol, I had this planned out in my head for weeks now; I know how I feel about you. I wanted it to be perfect, you were supposed to come to your quarters after your shift and find me here down on one knee. Hoshi helped me set it all up too. Even Malcolm, he followed me here with a phase pistol so I wouldn't chicken out. Ever since I met you my life changed. I look at everything differently now. When I go to sleep at night and dream of being a father and having a family, my wife is you. Be…before it she to be just a body, I couldn't make her face out. But for a long time now it's clearly been you. I couldn't picture my life without you. This is passed down the line from ma dad to me, its my grand ma's wedding ring. T'Pol would you do me the honor of bein' ma wife," Trip said holding the ring out to her.
T'Pol's ear began to pick up faint words, "Sssh shut up. He just did it. Both of you be quite I can't hear." She kneeled down and gently kissed his lips. She closed her eyes and rested her forhead on his, whispering, "kun-ut so'lik nar-tor wanimo aisha. I accept your marriage proposel my love." She then gave him her hands not knowing which the ring would be placed on, and Trip slipped the ring on. The coolness of the metal felt different, but in a good way. She turns and silently walks toward her door, Trip stood up and straightened his clothing with a scrunched up brow, he was confused but maybe it was a Vulcan thing. She stepped aside and opened the door. Four people tripped over each other as they feel into T'Pol's quarters; it was Malcolm, Hoshi, Travis, and Jon.
Jon tried to explain, "Hoshi was telling me about there being malfunctions in the uh…" Travis jumped in, "door so we all uh…" "Decided to check it out for you because uh…" Hoshi stopped turning to Malcolm. Malcolm turned to Trip and T'Pol folded his arms with his best 'I've got a phase pistol so buzz the bloody hell off' look, "We wanted to know if she said yes and which one of us you'd be asking to be your best man."
Jon rolled his eyes and Travis looked down, Malcolm had be the one with enough guts to tell them the truth. Trip look desperately around T'Pol's quarters, trying to find a quick excuse, "Listen ya'll…" T'Pol cut him off while she walked closer and closer to the four of them, causing them to walk farther out and farther out her room "Please all of you this is a private matter, we shall all discuss this tomorrow at breakfast; however, now I wish to spend time with my fiancée."
END FLASH BACK
"Mother, are you able to accept my marriage to Charles?" T'Pols father walked into the room to hear her question, "T'Pol my child, are you not betrothed to Koss?"
T'Les walked over to her husband and took his hand, "My husband we have been misled. T'Pol was kidnapped by Koss; she wishes not to marry him. She is betrothed to a human, they are having a child."
T'Pol's father took all of this in; her only child was kidnapped, and not only that she wished to marry a human. That wasn't of importance at present, "Pack your things T'Pol we are leaving. No one shall forcefully kidnap my child."
T'Pol had prepared for this situation well in advance; she picked her duffle bag and allowed her parents to lead the way. "Not so fast my dear. Whether your parents, you, the humans, or even the Vulcan High Command approve or not you shall be my wife. Now please return to your chamber or I will be forced to fire upon your parents"
"Not so fast buddy! We got some business to take care of!"
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