Aya Ryder Carlyle

Harry stretched his arms high above his head as he got from the bed, turning back to look at his sleeping bedfellow. He smiled as the sleeping beauty muttered his name in her sleep. Sara and Harry had officially been an item for two days after their night together a week ago. They had talked about the things that happened in last few months. Sara had been honest about sleeping with Reyes, but he told her it was none of his business, she did nothing wrong, but he appreciated her honesty, nevertheless.

He had also soothed Scott's concerns. He understood the apprehension Scott had, considering the way Harry had treated Sara. It was Scott who made Harry realise that he had blamed Sara and Aya for his pain over his son's death and that just wasn't fair. He had the opportunity to make a new life with the woman he loved and their baby.

Now his baby was due at any time, having engaged so she was in position for the birth. They had arrived on Aya four days previously in preparation for the birth. The powers that be both initiative and Angara decided that Aya would be the safest place for Sara to be, especially since threats to her and the baby had come from both sides.

Lexi had stayed on board to assist with the labour as Harry would mainly be there in the role of Sara's birthing partner. They knew Lexi was more than adept in dealing with alien births.

The crew had teased her about naming the baby Aya, when she would be born on Aya, but Sara ever the stubborn woman, refused to change her mind.

He pulled on a pair of joggers, padding barefoot across the cold floor to Sara's desk, planning to do some work before Sara woke up.

Sara's eyes snapped open as Aya kicked at her bladder and the sensation to pee came on quickly. "Oh god!" She leaped up from the bed and rushed to her private bathroom.

Harry laughed as he heard her heave a sigh of relief. "Are you ok?"

"Yeah." She sighed, flushing the toilet, before appearing a few moments later, drying her hands. "She kicked my bladder…again."

He pulled her to him, so she stood in between his legs. "She'll be here soon." He soothed as he caressed the naked bump.

"I hope so. I want my body back and some sort of bladder control."

"At least you made it this time." He chuckled as she flung the towel down at his face.

"It's not funny!" She swatted his shoulder, pushing away from him, but he wouldn't let her go.

"It is." He kissed her bump before casting his green eyes up at her. "Now where is my good morning kiss?"

"Do you think you deserve one?" She smirked.

"Yes. You are standing before me totally naked and I've controlled myself." He pouted at her a little before pressing his lips against the bump again. "I've been a good boy."

"That might be problem."

"Oh. Shall I be a bad boy?" He teased, pulling her on to his lap, kissing her neck.

She squeaked out a laugh as he tickled her neck with his beard. "Stop it. I have to see Evfra."

"You want me to go with you?"

"I'll be fine. You have work to do." She got up from his lap, walking over to the bed to get dressed.

"I want it all done before Aya arrives and the sleep deprivation kicks in." He watched as Sara dressed. It was one of his favourite activities, the other being, watching her undress. He chuckled as she struggled to get her boots, her stomach hindering her ability to lean down. He walked to the bed, kneeling down in front of her, taking the boot from her hand. "Allow me."

She smiled, watching as he carefully put both boots on her feet. He had been so attentive to her when he joined the Tempest. He just seemed to have made it his mission to make her happy, probably to make up for the past few months but she adored his efforts. "Where would I be with out you?" She caressed his beard, her hand then moving to his hair.

"You'll never have to find out." He stood up and pulled her to her feet. "I love you."

"I love you, too." She kissed him tenderly, letting her lips linger on his. "Now sod off. I gotta do some pathfinding."

"No teasing Evfra." He joked as she left her quarters.

Sara sat with several bored angara, listening to Evfra drone on and on about some reports. She couldn't even recall what they were about and it was so boring, even Aya had gone to sleep. Sara couldn't wait to be out of there, her back was hurting and she was desperate to get her boots off. She felt a small twinge in her womb, but it went away quite quickly, she so ignored it.

"Hey?" An angara male leaned towards her giving her a nudge. "Why do you have to suffer?" He whispered.

"I was summoned." She grumbled back as she missed another twinge.

"Ah. Sorry about that." He sympathised.

"Ugh. We've been here two hours and my back has had enough of this shit." She stood, hobbling over to Evfra. "Seriously, how long are you planning to torture us for. You've been rambling on for over two hours."

Evfra heard the grumbles of agreement echo around the room as the heavily pregnant human stood before him, propping herself up on his desk. "It is important, Ryder."

"Important enough to drag a heavily pregnant, easily pissed off pathfinder from her lovely, warm bed, where she should be resting ahead of her child's imminent arrival?"

"Pregnancy isn't an illness, Ryder."

The entire room sucked in a collective breath as they anticipated Ryder's reply and they knew it wouldn't be a pleasant one. "Do you have a womb? Have you ever been pregnant?"

"Of course not!" He scoffed.

"So shut the fuck up then!" She squared up to him before crying out in pain, falling against the grumpy Angara. "Oh you have got to be joking."

"Are you ok?" Evfra asked, holding on to her.

"No, you big dumbass, I am not." She pulled away from him and braced herself against his desk, her forearms laying flat against the surface as she tried to take pressure off of her aching back. "SAM, please call Harry." She groaned in pain, as the angara in the room had no idea what to do. "God, this is going to hurt." She groaned as another contraction gripped her. "Oh why did I do this? Why?"

"Because you're an amazing person." Said Scott as he came rushing in. He was at her side immediately. "You're doing so well, sis."

She snorted. "How do you figure that?"

"You haven't killed anyone yet." He teased and she chuckled.

Sara retched, groaning as she could feel what was about to happen. "Evfra, I'm really sorry." Before the angara could reply, Sara vomited on his desk. Luckily it was only water as she had yet to have breakfast. "No one told me vomiting would be involved!" She cried into Scott's arm. "Where is Harry?"

"He is on his way, Sara." Said SAM, trying his best to reassure her. "He and Lexi are gathering what they need. I am keeping them updated."

"Scottie, will you rub my back?" She asked meekly, wincing in pain.

"Of course I will, Sissy." He rubbed her back gently, helping with her breathing.

Sara felt a gushing sensation between her legs, then her trousers were soaked. "Oh, god, my waters have broken!"

Harry began frantically shoving spare clothes for Sara into a bag, trying to remember everything. He could have kicked himself for not being prepared as they just assumed Sara would give birth on the ship, now she was on the other side of Tavetaan, in pain and he wasn't there to help her.

"Dr Carlyle, Sara's waters have now broken. I suggest you pick up the pace." SAM informed him with what seemed almost like worry.

"Thanks SAM. Tell her I'm leaving the ship now." He grabbed the bag containing Sara and Aya's things before rushing out of the ship. He ran as fast as he could with Lexi following a few feet behind. All he could think about was getting to Sara, as he ran through the market, much to the surprise of the angara going about their daily business, now curious at what could have made a human charge full speed through their small town. Whispers of the pathfinder in labour just barely made his ears as he rushed through the resistance headquarters.

Sara threw her head up towards the door as it opened, allowing Harry access. "Where the fuck have you been?"

"Sorry." He puffed, slightly out of breath. "I had to get your things. We need to get you downstairs." He gave the bag to Scott who took it to the clinic, while Harry moved to her side and stroked her hair. "Are you ok to move?"

She turned towards him, using him for support. "I think so. You wont leave me will you?"

Harry looked into her pleading eyes, his heartbreaking at the way she asked, as if she expected him to. He cupped her face, pushing her messy hair away from her eyes. "I'm not going anywhere. Careful what you wish for." He chuckled, giving her a tender kiss on her forehead.

She laughed, holding him tightly as another contraction crashed over her. "It was a pretty good wish."

"Yes it was." He took her arm, taking whatever weight she wanted to give him. "Take it nice and slow, beautiful."

They slowly made their way out of Evfra's office to find a mass of curious angara, wanting to see how the pathfinder was. "You have fans, Sara." Harry smiled at all the concerned faces. It must be fascinating as they hadnt had much interaction on a personal level with any of the initiative species, so it was a learning curve for them.

"Stop! I feel another one coming." She gripped on to Harry's hands as he soothed her through the contraction. "They are getting closer."

They got to the stairs and Harry helped her take them one step at a time. "Nice and steady, baby."

"I don't think I can do this." She sobbed as she navigated the stairs.

"Of course of you can. You'll be a wonderful mother and I'm the lucky bastard who gets to do the parenting with you."

That elicited a laugh out of her, what she needed. "Harry, stop. I need to know before we really do this. Do you truly love me?"

"Sara, I love, adore, worship and admire you. You've done incredible things after being put in a position you didn't ask for. Now you are going to do something incredible again. When Aya grows up, she'll now what her mother did to give people hope and a real life. So, yes Sara, I truly love you."

Tears streamed down herself and she let out a shaky sigh as she saw his green eyes glow with passion for her. "Can we get her out now? I feel the need to push."

Once Sara was changed into something more comfortable and settled on a bed, Lexi could see how far the labour has progressed. "Ok, you are fully dilated. Sara, next contraction, you need to bear down and pushed. Harry, keep her breathing steady and keep her going."

Sara waited as she felt a contraction coming. She pushed down as hard as she could until had gone. "Where's Scott?"

"He's waiting outside." Lexi told her.

"I want him here."

Lexi nodded to another in the room to get Scott as Sara pushed through another contraction. "You are doing so well, Sara."

Scott came in the room, moving to his sister's side. He kissed her forehead, letting her grip his hand. "I'm here, Sissy."

"It hurts, Scottie." She cried, pushing yet again.

"I know, Sissy. It'll all be over soon." He soothed.

"Nearly there, Sara. I can feel the head."

"Harry, I want you to do it." Sara let go of his hand and took Lexi's who switched places with Harry."

"Ok, beautiful, two more pushes." He rubbed her thighs, anything to calm her down. "Last push, make it big one, ok?"

"Yeah." She nodded, waiting for the next one. She pushed through the next one, looking down she could see a hint of brown hair.

"Ok, head is out Sara. Just one more." Harry positioned himself as Sara braced herself for one last push. He read her cues and then came the cry of his daughter as he delivered her from her mother. Time stopped as he held her, a perfect version of her mother with brown hair and slightly darker skin. Scott cut the cord, with direction from Lexi.

Sara looked at Harry as he cradled their daughter, the look of amazement and joy all over his face. She was exhausted and sore but it was worth it, just for that look and all the memories she'll have of her baby, Aya, growing up. She cried as Harry brought Aya over to her, laying her on her bare chest. She was all pink with a shushed face, covered in the reminders of her time in the womb, but she was the most amazing thing she had ever seen and she loved her so much, she thought her heart would burst. "Hi, Aya." She whispered, kissing her tiny head. She looked up at Harry, wiping his tears with one hand. "I love you."

"I love you. Both of you, so much."