Disclaimer: I only wish Voyager was mine, but Paramount owns them and it is our duty to speculate what they don't see fit to reveal in the series, and are too lazy to make a movie. If only they would see it our way...
Banned From Coffee Chapter 19 - Unexpected Arrival
Sickbay was in chaos when Chakotay, Paris and Torres ran in theough the main doors. As emergency medic, Tom Paris rushed to the Doctor's side, grabbing a medical tricorder as he ran, while his wife and commanding officer ran to be by Kathryn.
"Doctor, I thought she wasn't due for another nineteen days!" Chakotay exclaimed. "What the hell happened?"
"Chakotay you petaQ, get your maquis arse over here, the last I saw I'm the one in labour here!" Kathryn screamed from the surgical bay biobed.
"ENOUGH! Chakotay, if you and B'Elanna aren't going to be helpful and stay out of our way, you can leave Sickbay. I have one very pregnant patient here who is ready to give birth to twins, which I'm sure you both know, so any help would be greatly appreciated!" The Doctor, whose temper was raging, basically yelled at the two visitors.
"I'll be in the Nursery," B'Elanna said hastily, making her exit very swift, leaving a gobsmacked Chakotay with his enraged wife.
"Kathryn, listen to me," the Doctor said confidently and calmly to his patient. "You have fully dialated to ten centimetres, so it looks like this will be a very quick birth. What I need you to do is with every contraction push your hardest so we can deliver the twins."
Kathryn stared into Chakotay's eyes, who was standing over her, holding her hands next to her head. "Chakotay, I love you, more than you can ever know. Now let's do this," she said determinedly.
Sensing another contraction, the pregnant captain braced herself to push the first child out of her body.
"OK, her we go," the Doc encouraged. "Now, Kathryn, push!"
Bearing down, the look of pain on her face caused an unladylike groan to escape from her mouth, though no one really cared.
"OK, Kath, that was great. The baby is crowning, so just two more and you'll have your first," the CMO looked at the woman every single person on the ship respected. "Mr Paris, I need those humidicribs overhere now!"
Before Tom could answer, another contraction washed over the already-tired woman.
"Bear down, Kath, you can do it," Chakotay encouraged from behind her. "Come on, we're going to be parents, just push!"
The couple almost bared down together, the man doing it in aid of his wife, though he could barely feel his fingers because of her strength. The doctor stood in front of them, a medical tricorder open in his hands, openly scanning while watching the progress at the same time.
"Keep going Kath," the doctor encouraged again. "The next contraction should bring baby number one out, so just one more push for the time being."
With the next contraction, Kathryn, Chakotay and Tom Paris all groaned together, the loud sound only to be topped by that of the first baby Janeway.
The Doctor looked up from the infant in his hands to its parents, a huge grin on his face. "Congratulations, Kathryn, you have a daughter."
Janeway fell back on the biobed in exhaustion, just waiting for the next wave to take her again, awaiting the birth of her daughter's twin.
"Any thoughts on names?" Tom asked the happy parents.
The two shared a look, before Chakotay answered, "Natalie. Natalie Amanda Janeway."
"Computer, note in Captain Kathryn Janeway's medical log, Natalie Amanda Janeway was born at 1546 hours 10 June 2378," Tom spoke to the computer, only looking up from the child in his arms when the computer accepted his command with a feminine, "Acknowledged, update complete."
The Doctor, medic and father of the child were all taken back by the baby girl, who was lying contently in her humidicrib, and had completely forgotten about Kathryn until she screamed in pain with the contraction which would bring Natalie's twin into the world of Voyager.
"Kath!" Chakotay yelled, racing over to stand behind his wife again, ready to offer support through the next contraction.
"The baby's starting to crown," Paris announced, calling the readings from the tricorder in his hands. "Just a few more and you'll have a healthy twin for Natalie."
"Well thank you for your vote of confidence Mr Paris," Kathryn called out, trying not to think about the pain and focussing on her newborn daughter. "But I don't think you'll be this calm when B'Elanna goes into labour. If you remember, when Miral was born, we were in the middle of a fight with the Borg and you couldn't be down here."
Tom turned around at that statement and was about to retaliate when his tricorder beeped. Looking at the display, a terrified look came over the pilot's face. "Doctor, I think you should see this," he said, running over to the CMO.
Looking at the display, even the Doctor's face looked almost scared at the readings coming from the device Paris was holding.
"What's wrong?" Chakotay called, noticing the frightened looks on their faces. Kathryn was more concentrated on her breathing and her baby to notice what the men around her were doing.
"Chakotay, this baby, his heart and lungs aren't properly developed, and the labour is putting more stress on his body. I'll need to do a foetal transport to get him out of there really quickly, or he might not survive."
"I... heard... that," Kathryn muttered between clenched teeth. "You... just... made... two... mistakes..." she took a deep breath then looked up at the EMH before her. "Number one. You just revealed the sex of my baby. Number two, you discussed his problems with my husband, in front of me, without including me in the conversation."
She interrupted her speech with the next contraction, which was harder on her and her baby than all of the others.
"Kathryn," Tom said quietly, walking up very close to her face. "Kathryn, we need to deliver you son by foetal transport, or he may not survive. His labour is much harder on your body and his body than Natalie's was, so this is your best option," the medic/pilot read the look of fear in her face, knowing she would go through with it. "Do you understand?"
She only nodded, not having the breath to reply. Then, with her last ounce of energy, she locked her eyes with Chakotay's and said three words. "Let's.. do.. it."
Silently, Tom and the Doctor moved into position.
B'Elanna was pacing across the command deck of the Bridge, the restless junior officers all watching her as she strode from one end to the other.
"Lieutenant, I'm sure she'll be fine," came the encouraging voice from the junior officer attending Ops.
"Enisgn," she said, stopping in her tracks. "I don't usually command the Bridge, but since the Commander and my husband are in Sickbay with the Captain and Tuvok is preparing the nursery for the twins' arrival with Harry, I am the only senior officer not occupied, therefore I have to supervise you."
Before anyone had the chance to retalliate, not that they would be suicidal enough to cross the pregnant half-Klingon chief engineer, a comm call came through for B'Elanna Torres.
"Sickbay to Bridge," came Tom's disembodied voice over the link.
"Torres here," she replied, stopping in her tracks. "How is everything down there?"
Her question was answered not by her husband's voice, but by the gurgling of two very small voices.
"Kathryn, how are you?"
"Tired, but that's to be expected, as you should know," a hint of sarcasm hinted her voice, even audible over the comm. "And I would like to invite you, the senior staff and any off duty personell to a party on the holodeck at 1800 hours tonight, to present my children. Until then, consider your husband to be sworn to secrecy."
"Will you release his from Sickbay before then, or is he confined there to haunt you?" B'Elanna was trying to have her husband committed to the first babysitting duties.
"No, sorry, B'E, I'm coming home now. Have Tuvok relieve you so we can plan the twins' party, with Harry's help," Paris cut off his commanding officer, ready to escape the controlled chaos surrounding him in Sickbay.
"B'Elanna, we're about to announce the birth of our twins to the ship. Consider yourself relieved of Bridge duty when Tuvok arrives, and report to Holodeck Two to help with the party plans," even Chakotay sounded tired from the tone of his voice.
"Acknowledged. Bridge out," Torres said, closing the comm link and taking a seat in the Captain's chair.
Just as the turbolift doors behind her opened and Tuvok stepped out, a ship-wide comm channel was opened.
"All hands, this is the Captain. I would like to announce the birth of my twins at 1550 hours today. I would also like to invite all off duty personell to a party on Holodeck two at 1800 hours tonight. Thank you all for your support over the last seven months. Janeway out."
