Thanks for sticking with me during this nail biting adventure! I hope you all have enjoyed reading it as much as I have enjoyed writing it. Here's hoping I keep getting inspired! Much love!

Captain's Log Stardate 2262.5: Crew morale on the ship is at an all-time high. With the docking of the Enterprise at Yorktown underway, I can only hope tonight celebrations run smoothly. The Klingon Peace Treaty has been invaluable to the Federation and the Klingons. The results of which neither party could imagine. After the events of the past year, this is a much needed furlough. Kirk out

As Kirk was getting ready for the celebration, he thought about the events of the past year. Warg had been apprehended and prosecuted by both the Federation and the Klingons. The peace Klingon Peace Treaty had been accepted and singed, that of which they were celebrating tonight. And the crew remained mostly intact.

As Kirk made his way to Conference Room B, he couldn't help but still be amazed by Yorktown, and its construction. It always amazed him how people were able to stay on the ground upside down. When he came to the door, he was joined by Bones

"Ah, Conference Room B. You'd think this damn floating snow globe would have more rooms to celebrate in. After all, we had your birthday here."

"I agree, Bones. So, have all the crew settled into their accommodations all right?"

"You mean, the sterile, all white, depressing rooms? Yea." At this, Kirk slapped Bones on the back.

"That's the spirit, Bones." With that, the door opened upon their entrance. Kirk took inventory of the room. It was pleasing to see the crew in such high spirits. His concerned gaze landed on a group of unarmed Klingon warriors. As unnerving as it was, Kirk knew that the inclusion of the Klingon race was for the best.

As he scanned the room, his gaze fell on the couple standing at the far side of the room, their backs to him. As he approached, they slowly turned. His gaze went immediately to the Vulcan child nestles in Uhura's arms, as it always did.

"How's my girl?" He asked, reaching for the squirming bundle.

"At present, Salara is showing a reasonable sense of…" Spock started but was cut off my Jim's laughter.

"It's a figure of speech, Spock." He and Uhura laughed lightly at the Vulcan's expense.

"As always, Captain, she is happy to see her Uncle Jim." Uhura told him the light in her eyes still shining.

"I have that effect on women." He joked, bringing the child's face up so he could kiss her forehead. As he pulled back, he took in the features of the little bundle in his arms. Her light caramel skin contrasted with this pale hands. Her brown eyes showing more emotion than he had ever seen in her father. He traced a finger around her lightly tipped ears, surrounding by shining black hair. She really was a perfect mix of both Spock and Uhura.

"Captain, I know we have yet to discuss the Lieutenants and mine reinstatement onto the Enterprise..." Spock stated, still gazing at the child in his friend's arms.

"I know you both have needed the time off, however, as soon as you are both ready to rejoin the crew, we will be happy to have you. I need my lovely Communications Officer, and I know no other who could fill the role of First Officer better, Spock"

"Captain, we know it's not logical to bring a child onto a starship…" Uhura began, clearly an intonation of Spock.

"Nonsense, Lieutenant. Besides," he handed the baby back to her mother, "I can't leave behind my best girl." He said with a wink. At that he made his way over to the bar, leaving the couple in their private reverie.

Spock still couldn't believe that after the harrowing year they both experienced, they were here with their lovely daughter. When Dr. McCoy had told him Nyota was pregnant, and that there was no lasting damage after Warg's beating, Spock knew no greater joy and relief. Even Sarek had been taken in my Salara. Bringing his hand up to cup the underside of Salara's head, his gaze shifted to Nyota.

"Adun'a, are you sure this is most logical choice?"

"Spock, I don't want to stay on Yorktown without you, and I am most definitely not leaving her behind." Spock always appreciated the ease at which Nyota expressed her need of him, and her protectiveness of their daughter. The fact he shared her feelings wasn't hard to hide.

"As always, I believe you are right, ashayam." Still cupping his daughter's head, his gaze shifted from the woman had stolen his heart, to the little girl who now held it as well.

Nyota always enjoyed holding Salara in Spock's presence because it allowed her to watch her husband without inhibition. Though his mouth held no smile, it was his eyes which captured her attention. Other's may not have seen it, unless they knew him the way she did, but it was there. Through the human eyes he possessed was an unmistakable gleam of pure love and adoration. As he turned his gaze to her, it remained.

The End! Hope I did it justice!

As always, R and R is welcome.

Adun'a=wife

Ashayam=Beloved