Spock got up from his station and walked out of the bridge as their ten minutes break began, making his way to the medbay.
Jim watched Spock walk out of the bridge. Probably to the science lab. But he couldn't shake the feeling that something big was going to happen today. He had woken up feeling uneasy. You are just being paranoid, Jim. And went back to watching the space. We are not going to crash and burn, not today.
Isobel quickly made her way to the medbay, all the way trying to reign in her thumping heart. I can't be stressed. She saw Spock coming and walked faster to meet him at the entrance. He had asked her to call him by his name and she extended the curtsy. She still couldn't understand why he acted guilty when she'd said that. Shaking herself mentally, Isobel nodded to him and hoped that Dr McCoy hadn't gone to visit the Captain. Spock nodded back and both entered together to an almost deserted medbay.
"Dr McCoy." Said Spock greeting the doctor who was getting ready to be out of there.
"Spock." Greeted Bones absently, not looking up. "I have an appointment so buzz off if you don't need anything."
"Dr McCoy." Said Isobel.
"Ensign Carrington?" Asked Bones finally looking up to be met with a strange sight. He looked at Spock with a brow raised.
"I am accompanying her." Replied Spock, plainly.
And it just got weirder. Bones shrugged and gestured the ensign to the exam bed.
Isobel walked to the bed and lay down.
"So, what is the problem?" asked Bones looking at the pretty ensign. Engineering huh.
Spock mentally frowned at the question and was about to reproach the Doctor but Isobel spoke before him.
"I am late by one month and two weeks. Four days ago I came to the medbay for vomiting twice, thinking it was food poisoning. The nurse gave me a plastic bag and said it would go way. But my period has yet to come so I think may be pregnant."
Bones nodded, throwing a look at Spock he starting drawing the ensign's blood and walked away to run the test.
Spock, who had come and stood beside the Doctor at the foot of the bed, stared after him. They waited in silence for a minute before Bones rushed back with the report, giving them both a look.
"You are right. You are pregnant. One month, two weeks and four days." Said Bones looking at the ensign who nodded to him.
"Can you do an ultrasound?" Asked Isobel looking at him, unfazed.
Bones nodded and went to fetch the machine.
The medby was now completely deserted, everyone leaving when they saw Commander Spock with an ensign. They didn't want to witness him putting her down in her place.
Isobel was relieved that those gossipmonger nurses left, they would have completely ruined their plan. She glanced at Spock before looking at the doctor wheeling the machine.
"Roll up your shirt and push down your trousers to just below pantie line." Said Bones, setting up the machine.
Isobel rolled up her shirt and pushed down her trousers along with her panties to rest just above her pubes. She then saw Dr McCoy bringing up a light chain mail with small LED lights. He placed it on her abdomen area and turned to the monitor.
Isobel too turned to look at the monitor and sensed Spock move to stand beside her.
The monitor was suddenly filled with the view of her womb and Bones navigated across the screen to locate the embryo.
Spock felt a familiar twitch when Doctor asked Isobel to roll up her shirt and push down her trousers but was drawn to the sight of flat stomach when she rolled up the shirt; his breath hitched when she started to push down her trousers and panties to show just a hint of pubic hair. He breathed easily when Doctor covered it with the chain mail. He then walked to stand beside Isobel to watch the screen.
"There you are." Murmured Bones to himself, zooming in at the embryo.
Spock stared at the screen, mesmerised at the sight of embryo, his child. Isobel stared in bewilderment at the sight of bean sized embryo.
"Okay, anybody telling me what's going on here?" asked Bones, turning to look at both of them, glaring.
Isobel looked up at Spock. They had already decided that he would do the talking.
"Ensign Carrington and I had engaged in coitus after the party and it seem . . ."
"Ghaa! My holy virgin ears!" Exclaimed Bones, glaring at the hobgoblin.
Spock simply raised a brow, almost smug.
Isobel lips twitched to almost smile.
Spock felt amusement through the bond and looked down at Isobel who had quickly recovered.
They both waited patiently for Dr McCoy to gain his composure. Finally, calming down Bones looked at both of them, especially at Spock.
"Was it consensual?"
Foot in the mouth. He regretted even opening his mouth the moment he saw Spock go rigid.
Isobel cursed the doctor and quickly sent a jolt of calm (or what she thought) through the bond as she opened her mouth to tell off the dumb doctor. Does he have a death wish?!
"It was consensual."
Bones felt the temperature drop as the ensign answered and nodded.
"Protocol. You do know what's going to happen now, right?" He said sombrely.
"Yes." Said Spock, cooling down. Isobel gave a minuscule nod.
Bones nodded, keeping a safe distance from Spock, he walked up to the monitor and transferred the data to his PADD.
"I am sending it to Jim." He said and hit the send button. "Good luck."
Nodding to the good doctor, Spock and Isobel walked out of the medby. They stood at the entrance as the door closed after them, facing each other. They stared into the other's eyes before walking away.
It was only a matter of hours or if lucky, a day before the Starfleet contacted them. As for the captain, Spock hoped he won't go ballistic.
Jim brought up his PADD when it pinged and clicked on the message from his chief of medicine. Frowning, he opened the attachment and read through it. By the end of the report Jim's eyebrows disappeared into his hair. Just then Spock walked onto the bridge and met his eye as he turned to look at him.
Raising a brow he asked, "Something the matter, Captain?"
"Mr Sulu, take the conn. Mr Spock, with me." Jim all but yelled the last sentence.
The whole crew turned to look at them as they walked out of the bridge. Jim led them to a nearest conference room and locked it behind them.
"I got the report from Bones. Like to tell me what's going on?" Asked Jim tightly, waving the PADD.
"I myself found out this morning, Captain. Ensign Carrington approached me last night after my shift. We both hadn't expected this outcome." Replied Spock calmly, closely studying his Captain.
"Do you know what this means? You both can be removed from this mission and suspended indefinitely! With a remark! What were you thinking Spock?!" Jim yelled at the end.
"It was you who had asked Ensign Carrington to escort me back, Captain." Conveniently leaving out the part of him being wildly drunk.
"Ahhh! Just what I needed!" said Jim punching the table. He saw Spock frowning. "Not now, Pointy."
"I didn't say anything, Captain. Nor do I understand your need to insult me. Are you upset, Captain?"
"Of course, I am angry. At myself. If not for me, you wouldn't have been in this mess, about to get fired." Said Jim, exasperated and angry at the calm demur of his First Officer. "You can get upset you know. You are getting fired for god's sake!"
"I appreciate your concern, Captain. I can handle this myself; you need not worry." Said Spock.
Jim understood the left out part, he only hoped Spock had everything planned and taken care of. "If you get yourself fired, I'm coming after you, Pointy!"
Spock merely raised a brow and unlocked the door, walked out followed by Jim.
The crew watched the Captain and the First officer enter the bridge and quickly went back to their work. Spock sat down at his station reviewing the reports when his PADD pinged. It was from Isobel; Spock faintly smiled, he loved to hear her say his name though she hadn't said it much.
How did it go with Captain?
Spock looked at it surprised. How did she know the talk ended now? Feeling intrigued once again at her mental abilities, Spock typed back the reply.
As expected.
Putting down the PADD, Spock went back to the reports.
Jim and Bones stared at Spock as he sat eating opposite them. Spock had wisely decided to set in his usual place; he didn't wanted to encourage his companions more than they already were. He only hoped they won't do the stupidity of asking any questions in the canteen before the official announcement. Though he very much doubted it.
"So . . ."
Spock almost sighed.
"It would be very much advisable and appreciated if you will both wait till we are alone to satisfy your curiosity." Said Spock looking at them before going back to eating.
"Sure." Said Jim and poked Bones in the ribs when he opened his mouth.
"Was Spock being sarcastic?" whispered Bones to Jim who looked just as bewitched.
Spock heard the Doctor and rolled his eyes mentally. He had been sarcastic in the past and often with them, they were just good at not catching it always.
Spock suddenly sensed Isobel and heard the engineering group enter the canteen. From his peripheral vision Spock watched Isobel go for traditional English lunch with two bowls of salad. Satisfied with her choice, Spock went back to his lunch completely oblivious to the pair of eyes, which had followed his sight.
Jim and Leonard met each other eyes before looking back again at their Vulcan friend. Somewhere pigs just flew . . . Jim couldn't decide whether they were witnessing a miracle in happening or a catastrophe, though Bones was going with the later.
Jim and Bones were readying themselves to pounce on the Vulcan the moment they were alone but Spock finished before them and left. Jim was bewitched and Bones became grumpy.