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Raxsah: Um… well, Jeck likes Pussy, I happen to be a fan of the Penis, and all of it's characteristics. Well, except the fact they get your preggers. That kinda sucks.
Jeck: Apparently she has my finger babies too. Go figure. Anyway, we present to you the first part of the epilogue early.
Raxsah: It almost makes me sad. Though, I must admit, I had a hell of a time writing it. Almost as much as writing the actual story… almost. Hahahahahaaaa.
Jeck: Not as much randomness with switching bodies and macking on your sibling and your dog turning human… just tying up loose ends, mainly. Anyway, enjoy as always!

Epilogue Part 1: You Make My Dreams

"I CAN'T FUCKING BELIEVE HIM!" Claire cried out, stomping into sickbay. Liam looked up from his experiment. A few weeks ago, McCoy had given him the okay to start work on producing a new type of hypo-spray that would repair any internal organ. And so, Liam had been excited to start right away and use all his free time.

"What did Jim do now?" Liam asked with an exasperated sigh. Claire dropped herself on a chair next to him.

"Ryan is currently on a planet nearby here and all I wanted to do was go visit my brother. It's been three months since I've seen him face to face," she said, practically screaming. Liam grabbed the bridge of his nose and sighed.

"Claire, we're on a specific five year mission here. We can't just stop at some random planet, even if it is to visit your brother. I hate to say it, but I agree with Jim," Liam told her, which seemed to do nothing, but infuriate her more.

"What's going on here?" Alex asked, readjusting the glasses that sat comfortably on his face. Claire looked up with a feral look on her face.

"Claire's slowly losing it," Liam stated, turning back to his work. Alex sighed.

"The parasite is just draining all common sense out of her," he said, handing Liam a few papers before walking out again. McCoy kept them busy.

"I'm not loosing my common sense! I just want to see my brother!" Liam sighed and placed a hand on her shoulder.

"Claire, just breathe, this is your hormones taking over. You're just looking for your brother for some comfort, since you're not getting any comfort from Jim… wait… are you?" he asked. Claire sighed and shrugged, placing a hand on her swollen stomach. If anyone had a doubt she was pregnant before, it was no question now.

"He has. He's been trying, but we've been arguing a lot. I mean, with him being captain and all, it's been difficult at times. He's busy, I get that, but I'm busy too." Liam nodded and rubbed her shoulder.

"I'm telling you Claire, it's just the hormones, once you have the baby things will get better. Eventually," he told her. Claire just ran a hand through her hair and sighed.

"I know, I know… it still sucks." he nodded and sat down next to her.

"So, did you pick names yet?" he asked. She shook her head.

"No, we were hoping that we could find out the sex of the baby, but it wasn't in a position where we could tell. We keep arguing over names we want to give it."

"Happens to all couples. Don't worry, it's just two more months, then you'll be too focused on the joy of having a child to argue." Claire raised an eyebrow and rolled her eyes.

"If that's what you wanna call it."

Clare gave a frustrated sigh and turned away from her boyfriend, who was at his wits end as well. She ran a hand through her hair and took a deep breath. This would be over soon, in a couple hours they would make up and apologize for fighting. It had been like this the past six weeks, and if the baby didn't come out soon, it was just going to get worse.

"Claire, I don't see what the big deal is," Jim confessed.

"The big deal? He's my brother, I want my brother to be the Godfather of my child!" she snapped.

"Okay, but you already said Anna was the Godmother, don't I get a say in this? It's my kid too!" Claire turned back toward him and sent him a nasty glare.

"Are you carrying an eight pound human being inside of you? I didn't think so!" Jim rolled his eyes and crossed his arms.

"Okay, but I'm here helping you through this. I think that constitutes the right for me to say that Spock should be the Godfather of my kid." Claire threw her hands up and shook her head.

"Ugh, you don't get it do you? You don't have to carry this kid for over nine months, it should have been out of there two weeks ago." Jim sighed.

"Claire…"

"Don't Claire me! I'm the mother of this child, and I'll pick it's name, and I'll pick it's God Parents!" Jim finally gave a frustrated groan and just glared at her.

"You know what, you were so much more of a joy to be around before you got pregnant!" he snapped, no longer able to keep his temper in check.

"And who's fault is that you Jack- Oh!" Claire stopped and held her stomach, her eyes growing wide. Jim also stopped and looked at her.

"Claire… what's wrong?" he asked. She looked up at him, her grey eyes meeting his panicked blue.

"My water just broke." Jim looked down then looked back up at her.

"Oh shit…"

"LIAM! ALEX! BONES!" Jim cried out as he helped Claire into sickbay. She was clutching her stomach tightly and he face was scrunched in pain. Jim could barely look at her, the monstrous pain so evident in her face.

"What's going on?" Claire and Jim looked over towards a closest door to see Alex poking his head out, his glasses absent from his face and hair a mess.

"Claire is going into labor!" Jim cried out. Alex's head disappeared and the door closed for a few seconds before reopening. Alex jumped out of the closest wearing nothing, but his socks, his boxers, and a lab coat.

"Is this a bad time?" Claire snapped, noticing the closest door slam shut again. Alex chuckled as he searched his lab coat for his glasses.

"No, it's perfect. Come on, let's get going!" He said, signaling for them to follow him.

"Where are we going?" Jim asked, still supporting Claire walk towards the back of sickbay.

"Since Claire is so late, McCoy had us set up a special room for her for when her water finally did break," Alex explained, opening the door to the last room in the hall. Jim lead Claire in as Liam appeared at the end of the hall.

"Didn't miss anything, did I?" He asked, running up to the room.

"Claire is going into labor," Alex said, gesturing to the woman trying to get up on the bed with Jim's help. Liam handed Alex his glasses and smile.

"Go get your pants and then go get McCoy," Liam said, causing his lover to smile and take off running down the hall, his white lab coat blowing behind him and his boxers painfully tight.

"Does he have a boner?" Jim asked, appearing next to Liam in the hallway.

"Quite possibly, it's best if you don't ask questions," Liam told him.

"I guess… um… where is Bones?" he asked.

"In his office, he was just paged so he should be here soon, how far along are her contractions?" Liam asked. Jim paused before he paled.

"I have no clue… should I ask her?" he asked. Liam rolled his eyes and looked over as Alex walked back in, pants on and no boner visible.

"Alright, so what do we have?" Liam rolled his eyes.

"All we got is the fact that her water broke."

"How far along are the contractions?" Alex asked, looking at Jim.

"I AM RIGHT HERE! COME AND ASK ME YOURSELVES YOU LAZY BASTARDS!" Claire shouted from the room. Alex sighed and pushed the brim of his glasses up.

"Alright, I guess I'll go talk to her," he said. Alex walked into the room and Jim looked at Liam, who was shaking his head.

"She'll go back to normal, right? Well… not normal just, like the old Claire?" he asked. Liam nodded.

"Eventually, don't expect it to happen next week, it's going to be a while. It's just the stress and the hormones. I'd say once the kid is a year old, things should be ten times better," he said. Jim nodded and ran a hand through his hair.

"Man, I hope so. I love her, but this is rough." Liam nodded and placed a hand on his shoulder.

"Just hang in there Captain." Before Jim could reply, Bones walked down the hallway and stopped in front of Claire's door.

"So, she's in labor?" he asked.

"I believe so. What do we do now?" Jim asked. Bones looked at his best friend and shrugged.

"We need to know what is going on before we can do anything. Come on, let's see how she's doing." Everyone froze as they entered the room. Alex was on the floor, blood pouring down his face and Claire's arms were folded angrily across her chest.

"What the hell did you do to my boyfriend?" Liam cried out, running to the unconscious form of Alex.

"He asked me how dilated I was, so I punched him," Claire stated happily. McCoy walked into the room and sighed.

"I don't care how pregnant you are, you don't punch fellow doctors!" He snapped. Claire rounded on him.

"Oh really? Well, you when carry a child for over nine months then you can tell me what I can and cannot do!" She screamed. McCoy turned to Jim.

"For the safety of myself and fellow doctors, please go control your girlfriend," he said. Claire glared.

"I am sitting RIGHT HERE, assholes!" Jim turned to McCoy.

"As my best friend, please don't make me do this," he pleaded. He sighed.

"You knocked her up, you suffer," he stated. Jim sighed.

"This is going to be a long day…"

"Hey Anna, is Ryan there?" Alex asked, holding a bloodied hand towel to his nose. Anna raised an eyebrow.

"Nice to see you too. What the hell happened to you?" She asked. Alex rolled his eyes.

"Claire is in labor," he stated. Anna busted out laughing, but gave him a knowing smile.

"I'll go get him now," she said before disappearing. Alex was faced with the U.S.S. Ivory logo for about fifteen seconds before Ryan's face appeared.

"SHE'S IN LABOR?" Ryan shouted as he took Anna's former spot. Alex nodded.

"We're approaching the ninth hour of labor," he explained. Ryan's eyes went wide.

"Why didn't anyone call me sooner?" He asked, clearly offended. Alex sighed.

"I was unconscious, Jim is stuck to Claire's side, and McCoy and Liam are busy," he said, gesturing to his bruised nose. Ryan's excitement flattered when he got a good look at the younger man.

"And what happened to you?" He asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Your sister happened."

"What do you mean?" Alex rolled his eyes and placed the towel on his nose.

"She got mad and punched me in the nose, because I asked her how dilated she was. Thankfully I took my glasses off for a minute or they would be broken." Ryan shook his head and ran a hand through his hair.

"Wow… I guess the pregnancy is harder on her than we thought," he confessed.

"Yeah, just don't tell her that," he said.

Claire gave out a loud scream as she grabbed onto Jim's hand and squeezed it as hard as she could. Jim held back the groan of pain as he continued to just let his girlfriend continue to squeeze.

"When the hell is this kid coming out? I can't do this anymore!" Claire cried. Jim nodded and just smoothed back her hair.

"Soon… hopefully," Jim said. At that moment the door opened and McCoy walked in, with Nurse Chapel next to him.

"Alright, I believe you're ready to deliver," he said, grabbing a couple of supplies and gloves. Claire' eyes went wide and she sat up.

"What are you doing?" she asked.

"I'm getting the parasite out of you," McCoy told her.

"Alex is my doctor, he's supposed to deliver the baby! He went and got certified for this! Where is he?" she asked. McCoy rolled his eyes and continued to get ready.

"There is a trauma case that came in, and he and Peterson are taking care of it. Now unless you want Giles, Carter or Rogers to do it, be quiet and let me deliver the baby. You want it out right?" Claire gave a frustrated sigh and buried her face in the hands.

"But I don't want you to see my… stuff," she confessed. Jim paled and ran a hand over his face. Truth be told he didn't want anyone to see her stuff, except for him.

"I'm a doctor, not a pervert. I'm not doing this for shit's and giggles, I'm doing this so I can deliver the baby and stop you from being hormonally unstable. Can we begin?" he asked. Claire sighed and pushed a few sweaty strands out of her face.

"Okay… I'm ready," McCoy nodded and set up everything. Claire hesitantly moved her legs apart and tried not to think about the fact that her boss was in-between her legs at the moment.

"Okay, as a doctor I'm sure you know what I'm about to ask," McCoy said, bracing himself between her legs.

"Do you want more meds?" She said sarcastically, just as she had another contraction.

"Push!" He cried out, watching her face scrunch up in pain. Jim's face mirrored her own as she gripped his hand for dear life.

"WHY THE HELL WOULD YOU DO THIS TO ME?"

"Claire, I wasn't trying to-"

"THIS IS ALL YOUR FAULT! MY PAIN IS YOUR FAULT!"

"Sweetie, I swear that I-"

"ARE YOU HAPPY NOW? HAPPY TO SEE ME SUFFERING?"

"Baby, I would never want that. And you're kind of making me suffer too…"

"YOU THINK YOU'RE SUFFERING? HOW DARE YOU?" Nurse Chapel forced herself not to smile as she watched the bantered between the parents to be.

"Claire, you're not pushing. I need you to push for me," McCoy instructed. Claire turned to face him, gripping Jim's hand even tighter.

"I AM FUCKING PUSHING! ARGH!" She cried out, her head rolling back as McCoy smiled.

"I can see it's head," he said, holding his hands out to deliver the baby. Claire continued to scream as the baby continued to make it's way out.

"Is it a boy?" Jim asked, trying to pry Claire's death grip on his hand off. McCoy shot his best friend a glare.

"Jim, it's still in the womb. Would you give it a chance to come out first?" He snapped. Claire brought her head forward, her eyes practically red.

"GET THIS GOD DAMN PARASITE OUT OF ME!" She gave one last push and Jim actually gave a small cry of pain. Claire gave a loud cry and fell back onto the bed as she tried to regain her breath. A second later the sound of crying filled the room and Claire looked over to see McCoy holding a small baby: her baby.

"It's a girl," McCoy said, wrapping the small infant in a blanket and handing it to Nurse Chapel. Nurse Chapel walked over and placed the baby in Claire's arms, who had tears running down her face.

"Hi baby," she said, a large smile on her face. Jim leaned over and gazed down at the baby girl, who had finally calmed down and just stared up at the two of them.

"Wow…" Jim said, just gazing down at his daughter. Nurse Chapel pulled out a data pad and looked at the two of them.

"Do you two have a name?" she asked. Claire nodded and let her eyes continue to rake over the child in her arms.

"Natalie Rose Kirk," she said. Nurse Chapel looked up and watched as Jim smiled and nodded his head.

"Natalie… it's prefect," he said softly. Another nurse came over and picked up the baby after a reluctant look from Claire.

"I'm just going to clean her up, if you want, Captain Kirk can come with us to make sure she's alright. We know how new mothers can be," the nurse said. Claire paused and took a deep breath.

"You'll bring her back, right?" she asked. The nurse nodded and left the room. Jim looked back at Claire and placed a gentle kiss on her lips.

"She's beautiful Claire," he whispered. She smiled and continued to let tears fall down her face as Jim wiped them away.

"I didn't mean what I said, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have been yelling at you," she said. Jim shook his head and placed another kiss on her forehead.

"It's okay. It was all worth it. Besides, I'm glad to see you're slowly returning back to normal," he said with a smile, wrapping his arm around her shoulders and joining her on the bed.

"Sorry about the hormones. And shouldn't you be going to look after Natalie?" She asked, still recovering from giving birth. Jim nodded.

"I figured you might want some company, but if you'd prefer I'd go with her…" he said. Before Claire could reply, Alex walked through the door.

"Liam just went down to clean her up and he'll bring her up when he's done. Congratulations you two," he said, keeping a nice distance between himself and Claire. After eleven hours in labor, Alex's nose was still slightly bruised, but drastically better.

"I won't punch you again, Alex. I'm so sorry," she said, reaching out for Alex to come join them on the bed. Alex obliged and scooted next to Claire.

"Should I be jealous?" Jim asked, but Claire and Alex just shook their heads.

"I'm happily in love," Alex told them. Claire smiled and looked at Jim.

"Yeah, me too." Jim smiled and looked over as McCoy finished up and began to clean up. He walked over and placed a hand on his friend's shoulder.

"Congratulations, Jim." Jim smiled and looked back at Claire, who was now having a conversation with Alex.

"Thanks, Bones." a second later Liam walked in the Natalie in his arms. He cautiously walked over and handed Claire the baby before sitting on the bed as well, causing Jim to raise an eyebrow.

"What is it with everyone trying to fit on one bed?" Jim asked. Claire rolled her eyes and looked down at her baby girl.

"Shut up and look at your daughter," she said. Jim leaned over his girlfriend and smiled upon looking down at the baby. She was small, much smaller than he thought she would be. Her eyes were open wide and looked all over the room, not stopping to rest on a single thing. Claire used her finger to gently caress her dark blonde hair, Jim's dark blonde hair. After a few minutes she looked at Jim, who just continued to looked down at her, a few tears in his eyes.

"You want to hold her?" she asked. He paused before looking at her.

"Like… now?" Claire chuckled.

"Would you rather wait till she's twenty?" she asked. Alex and Liam exchanged glances but didn't say anything.

"Well no… but I thought I should wait till she was… not just born," he said. Claire rolled her eyes and moved the baby so she was right in front of him.

"Come on, hold her. You're sitting up in a bed, you'll be fine," she said. Jim pressed his lips together, but accepted the baby as she placed it in his arms. His eyes just stared down at Natalie as she stared up right back at him. Liam and Alex stood up and silently left the room as Claire rested her head against Jim. He moved his arm so he was pulling her closer but also holding Natalie.

"She's beautiful," Jim said softly. Claire smiled and let her finger trace over her baby's tiny hand.

"She is… she's ours," Claire pointed out. Jim smiled and looked at Claire who looked back at him.

"That's why she's beautiful."

"Come on Claire, I want to see her!" Ryan pleaded, his face practically aglow on the other side of the computer. Claire smiled and rose from her chair, crossing the room to the bed where Natalie lay.

"Come on, sweetie. Let's go meet Uncle Ryan," she whispered to her daughter, gently picking her up. Natalie scrunched up her face in preparation to cry, but Claire was quick to rub small circles on the infant's back, soothing her.

"Hurry up!" She heard from the computer and quickly returned to her spot.

"You need to be patient. I just can't swing her around. I need to be careful," she scolded Ryan as she brought the baby into her lap.

"So this is Natalie Rose Kirk?" Ryan felt his heart melt as he looked into the piercing grey eyes of his niece.

"Yes, this is my baby girl. Say hi to Uncle Ryan," she said, gently grabbing Natalie's hand and forcing her to wave to Ryan. Ryan waved back, causing the small child to giggle in response.

"No offense, but I'm glad she has the Conaway eyes," Ryan said, wishing he could be there to actually hold her. Claire smiled.

"Yeah, me too. She's got Jim's hair and nose, but she's got your ears. My ears were never that big," she said with a chuckle. Ryan smiled.

"You leave my big ears out of this,." she chuckled and kissed the top of her daughters head.

"Yes well, big ears or not, she seems to be more of a Conaway then a Kirk," she confessed. Ryan chuckled and smiled, a part of him wished he was there to hold his niece, but on the other hand, he just needed to remind himself that he would be able to hold her in a couple of months.

"So, how does being a mom feel?" he asked. Claire rolled her eyes.

"Ugh, we're only coming up on month three, and already I miss sleep. We found out the hard way that Natalie is a little daddy's girl," she confessed.

"Oh really?" Ryan asked.

"Yeah, she would not go to sleep at night unless Jim held her. However, she would not eat unless I was holding her. She's a very picky child," Claire said, smiling down at her baby.

"Well, she get's that from her mother. That's for sure. I can't believe it took you two months to get on the video call with me," Ryan said. Sure he had gotten regular messages, but they weren't the same. Claire scoffed and began to rock Natalie when she began to get fussy.

"Wait until you have a kid, then you try and keep contact with everyone. We haven't even called Jim's mom yet." Ryan chuckled and shook his head.

"Well, other than the late nights and the fussiness, are you happy?" he asked. Claire nodded and smiled.

"Yeah, surprisingly Jim and I are getting along a lot better, and now that she's starting to get into a routine, it's getting easier. The next step is hitting the gym and getting rid of the baby fat," she said. Ryan laughed.

"You have such a one track mind." She shrugged and sighed, looking down at Natalie who was getting a bit fussier.

"Alright, I think I should go. I'll see you in a couple of months when we come to your wedding," she said. Ryan nodded and smiled.

"Okay, take care, and congratulations. I can't wait to see you," he said. She smiled and nodded.

"I know, love you Ryan!"

"I love you too Claire, Bye Natalie!" Claire forced Natalie to wave before shutting the monitor off and standing up.

"Alright, why don't we get you down for a nap so mommy can take a nap, does that sound good?" she asked. Natalie simply made a few baby noises and looked up at her mom. Claire chuckled and nodded. "I thought so."

Ryan sighed. It was the big day. They decided to have the wedding on earth so that all of Anna's family would be able to attend. Ryan had tried to call his parents, but the maid continued to tell him that they were 'out'. Obviously, they were just screening the calls to see if their 'good for nothing' son actually wanted them at his wedding. Claire just kept saying 'fuck 'em'.

"You good man?" Rupert asked, watching Ryan slide his tuxedo jacket on.

"As ready as I'll ever be," he sighed, looking at himself in the mirror.

"I just have one thing I need to tell you," Rupert said, stepping besides his best friend. Ryan turned around.

"What's up?" He asked.

"Anna's pregnant. And I'm the father." Ryan froze, his violent urges rising to the surface. However, one look at Rupert's face told him that it was a joke. Still it did nothing to calm the evil urges.

"That's so not funny dude," he snapped, turning back to look at himself in the mirror.

"You're not a woman, Ryan. You don't need to keep looking at yourself," Rupert reminded him, heading for the door.

"I'll see you out there, asshole," Ryan said, a smile on his face. Rupert nodded.

"No cold feet, Mr. Groom. Anna's folks might kill you if you have any second thoughts," he said before leaving the groom alone. Ryan turned back to the mirror and ran a hand through his hair, then fixed it once more. He began to jitter and soon enough, he was pacing the room. He was so wrapped up in his own thoughts that he didn't even realize the someone had entered the room.

"This here is what Uncle Ryan does when he's nervous. If we wait long enough, we might even get to see him talk to himself," a voice said. Ryan stopped and looked over as he saw his sister standing by the door, a big smile on her face and a baby on her hip.

"Claire!" he exclaimed. He quickly walked over and pulled her into a hug, being careful not to crush the baby. She chuckled and pulled away, looking over her brother.

"You clean up nice Captain… except for that smudge on your shirt," she said. Ryan's eyes went wide and he ran back to the mirror.

"Where?" Claire just began to laugh and walked closer.

"I'm joking, you look perfect." Ryan sighed and turned back to her.

"I'm glad you're here," he said. She nodded and kissed his cheek.

"Of course, I wouldn't miss this for the world," she told him. He smiled and looked at the small baby girl in her arms.

"Is this my niece?" he asked.

"No, Natalie's actually back on the ship. This is just some random baby we found on the way here," she told him. He rolled his eyes and looked down at the five month old child.

"Hi Natalie," he said. Claire smiled and quickly placed her in his arms.

"Here, hold her. I know you have been dying to do so. My arms are killing me anyway," she confessed. Ryan took hold of the girl and clumsily held her for a second. A look of panic came across his face when she scrunched her nose up, as if she were going to cry, but relaxed when Claire began to rub her back.

"Wow, she's really tiny," he muttered.

"She's not that small of a baby, you guys just think she's tiny because you're huge." Ryan chuckled and bounced the baby lightly in his arms, causing her to giggle lightly.

"She's adorable. You should be proud," he said. She nodded and let her fingers caress the soft hair on the top of Natalie's head.

"I am, you should be too. You're finally getting married. She's not pregnant is she?" Claire asked.

"No, but she's off birth control. She's dying to have kids," Ryan said, kissing the top of his niece's head.

"Well, you are too. It's a match made in heaven," she said. Ryan laughed and handed Natalie back to his sister, who gently kissed her nose before resting her in her arms.

"Where is Jim?" he asked.

"Getting a seat… or getting some whiskey. Did you know neither of us has had a drink since before Natalie was born? God, if I didn't have to make sure Natalie was alright I'd get drunk off my ass," Claire mumbled. Ryan shot her a look,

"Claire, such foul language in front of your daughter?" he asked. Claire rolled her eyes.

"Please, she just discovered how to make noise not too long ago, I doubt she's even paying attention. Oh, when you have a kid, make sure when they are old enough to put them in front of a mirror, it is the funniest thing you'll ever see." Ryan shook his head and laughed lightly.

"If you say so." Claire nodded and smiled up at her brother.

"You nervous?" she asked. He nodded.

"Very much so. I haven't been this nervous since they appointed me captain of the Ivory," he explained, mimicking Claire's earlier actions and rubbing Natalie's back. She cooed in response, bringing a smile to his face.

"You compare your woman to a ship?" Claire asked, lightly bouncing her baby in her arms. Natalie giggled in response, very much enjoying all the attention she was getting.

"It's just a really huge step, you know?" Claire nodded.

"You might want to hurry up and finishing spazzing about the way you look. You should be getting out there soon," she reminded him. He nodded and turned back to the mirror.

"I think I'm ready," he said, more to himself than to his sister. Claire watched him, wondering how nervous Jim would be before their own wedding. Ryan would probably tell her all about it later.

"Alright, well let's head on out there then!" She declared, pointing towards the door with her free hand. Ryan nodded and they headed into the chapel.

Ryan reached up to adjust his tie, but was stopped by Rupert smacking his hand away.

"Relax, everything will be fine. Just relax," he said. Ryan nodded and took a deep breath. He spotted his sister sitting in the second row with Jim next to her and smiled. Jim gave a small wave as he fidgeted in his own suit. The minister came out and everyone watched as the flower girl and the maid of honor walked down the aisle. After a moment, the music began to play and everyone stood up as the doors opened and Anna immerged from the entrance. Her princess dress cascaded around her as she walked down the aisle and her eyes locked on Ryan. Ryan simply gazed at the Latina beauty walking toward him. He reached out and gently took her hand in his as they walked toward the priest, who was smiling kindly at them.

"Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today, to…" Words began to flow together as his eyes locked with hers. He wanted nothing more than to kiss her now, than to take her as his wife and make love to her immediately. They only had four days for their honey moon, and he intended to use them wisely. Anna, on the other hand, was trying to control the beating of her heart as she gazed into her almost husbands grey eyes. Soon they would take their first kiss as husband and wife, take their first steps as husband and wife, dance their first dance as husband and wife, and begin life together as husband and wife.

"Do you, Ryan Tyler Conaway, take Annalisa Maria Elena Guadalupe Lopez, to be your lawfully wedded wife. To have and to hold, to love and cherish, through rich or through poor, through sickness and in health, till death do you part?" Ryan almost jumped at being addressed, but nodded.

"I do," he said. Anna smiled and felt a few tears begin to fall down her cheeks.

"Do you, Annalisa Maria Elena Guadalupe Lopez, take Ryan Tyler Conaway, to be your lawfully wedded husband. To have and to hold, to love and cherish, through rich or through poor, through sickness and in health, till death do you part?" Anna smiled and nodded.

"I do." the two of them exchange rings and the priest smiled.

"By the power invested in me, I pronounce you two husband in wife, you may kiss the bride." Ryan smiled and looked at his wife.

"Don't mind if I do," he mumbled before crashing his lips onto hers.

"Claire! You're here!" Anna said, walking up to her now sister-in-laws table. Claire smiled and placed Natalie in Jim's arms before standing up and hugging her.

"Of course, you look fabulous Anna. How does it feel to be Anna Conaway?" Claire asked.

"Not only Anna Conaway, Annalisa Maria Elena Guadalupe Lopez Conaway," Liam pointed out. Claire raised an eyebrow and shook her head.

"If that isn't a mouth full, I don't know what is. Please don't give your kids six different middle names. It's just too much to write on the Conaway family tree," Claire said. Anna laughed and nodded.

"I'll keep that in mind," she said. Claire smiled and they hugged once more. After a minute Anna pulled away and walked over to Jim.

"Congratulations Anna," he said, smiling up at her.

"Thanks Jim, and congratulations to you. This must be Natalie," she said, smiling down at her now niece.

"Yup, this is the Kirk family's pride and joy, and the Conaway family's shame," Claire said. Jim rolled his eyes, remembering that painful phone call.

"Can I hold her?" Anna asked. Before Claire could answer, Jim shot her a look.

"You aren't going to drop her? Are you?" he asked. Liam looked over at the captain and shot him a nasty look.

"I didn't drop her! She slipped but I caught her! When are you going to let go of it?" Liam asked. Anna raised an eyebrow and looked at Claire, who looked a little annoyed.

"Liam was sitting on the medical bed and went to hold her, but she moved last minute and she almost fell onto the bed, but Alex caught her. Jim's over reacting," Claire said. She reached over and picked up her daughter and placed her in Anna's arms. Anna held onto her securely and smiled at the baby.

"Well, despite the fact that it's a little annoying, it's very cute that he's so worried about her," Anna said. Jim rolled his eyes and stood up.

"I'll be back, I'm going to find Bones," Jim told Claire, giving her a quick kiss on the lips. He then turned to Natalie and placed a loving kiss on the top of her head before leaving. Anna chuckled and turned back to Claire.

"He is too cute. Is he a good father?" Anna asked, bouncing the small baby.

"As good as he can be. He loves her, and is very good with her. He is a little awkward when it comes to a few things. It took him three months to teach him how to change a diaper, he just now got over the gross factor." Anna nodded.

"And what about you and him? Are you two better?" she asked. Claire shrugged and lightly smoothed back Natalie's hair.

"We don't argue as much, usually because we're really tired. We try and spend as much time as Natalie allows, but it get's difficult. Alex and Liam took her for the night, and we were going to try and have a romantic dinner that I planned out. We went back to our place and instead of having sex, we both passed out on the bed." Anna chuckled and handed Natalie back to her mother.

"Well, that'll get better once she's older. Then she can have a bunch of brother's and sisters," Anna said, smiling at the little girl.

"Oh no, no more kids. One pregnancy was enough. I'm eager to get back to the hot sex, but four months with this one convinced me of no more children. This little princess is enough," Claire said, smiling at her daughter.

"Such a shame, you and Jim make such cute kids."

"Oh, we Conaway's don't make no ugly babies, that's for sure," Claire said with a smile.

"No, we Conaway's sure don't." Anna and Claire turned around to see Ryan standing behind them.

"Hey honey," Anna said as Ryan grabbed her waist, pulling her against his body. He leaned down and gave her a passionate kiss. After a few seconds, Claire coughed loudly which separated the two newlyweds.

"Sorry sis," Ryan said, leaning down to hug her as well. He was careful to not hurt the baby and then turned to Natalie.

"You want to hold her?" Claire asked, sticking her hands under her arms in preparation to lift her up. Ryan smiled wide, causing Anna's heart to flutter.

"Of course. Come to Uncle Ryan," he said, smiling down at the baby causing her to coo and giggle. Claire passed the baby to her brother, who lightly bounced her in his arms. Anna watched in awe as Ryan carefully held the infant, the love and wonder burning bright in his eyes. She couldn't wait until they had a child of their own so she could watch him treat their own kid just like his niece.

"Natalie seems to be enjoying all the attention tonight," Anna said, still watching Ryan play with his niece. After the first awkward moment he'd had with her, he realized that he wasn't going to break her and it was okay to move her around as long as he was careful. Claire sat back and smiled.

"Yeah, her momma is definitely enjoying it as well. It gives my arms a break," she said, taking a small sip of her wine.

"Can I get you anything else, ladies?" A black man asked in a Russian accent. He towered above the table wearing a chef's outfit. His mustache was tidy and combed and his green eyes sparkled in the low light of the ballroom they were in. He stood at about six feet and six inches, towering above all others in the room.

"No thank you, Mister…" Claire trailed off, unable to read the nametag on the man's shirt.

"MR. RUFFLES!" Anna and Claire froze while Ryan stopped playing with Natalie and held her close. Oliver approached their table, staring at the black man.

"Yes Oliver?" He asked, smiling at the shorter man.

"No fucking way…" Ryan mumbled, staring at the two men. Anna glared at her new husband, smacking him in the arm.

"Not in front of the baby," she snapped. Ryan rolled his eyes.

"She's too young to understand what I'm saying. Besides, she probably hears worse between my sister and Jim," he muttered back. Claire turned around and glared at him.

"Would you mind watching your mouth around my kid? Kay, thanks," she said, reaching out to take Natalie back. Reluctantly, he handed his niece back to his sister.

"I was looking around for you everywhere. I mean, I figured that the caterer of the reception would be busy, but I wanted to hang out with my best friend," Oliver whined. Mr. Ruffles chuckled.

"I'm deeply sorry, Oliver. I just figured the newlyweds and his sister might like something from the kitchen, that's all. I thought you were with Rupert?" Mr. Ruffles asked. Oliver sighed.

"He left to go practice his speech and I got lonely. I'm not used to you being too busy to hang out with me," he said, his eyes downcast. The big black Russian man put an arm around Oliver and pulled him close.

"You can come help me in the kitchen then, so that you're not so lonely," he suggested. Ryan, Anna, Claire, and even Natalie watched the two men talk back and forth.

"Wait, Mr. Ruffles is real?" Ryan asked, completely dumbstruck. Anna nodded, her eyes wide. Claire sighed.

"I guess I was wrong about the ferret," she mumbled. Mr. Ruffles stopped his conversation and turned back to the three.

"I did hear that rumor. No, my name is Mr. Ruffles and I was the head chef upon the Enterprise until Captain Conaway was blessed with the Ivory. Now, I am head chef upon that ship. Today, I am the caterer of the reception for the Conaway marriage," he explained. Ryan giggled.

"I love it when you say Captain Conaway with a Russian accent," he giggled. Anna slapped her husband again.

"Really Ryan? Grow up," she said, thought they both knew she was joking. She just liked to acknowledge the fact that she was the more mature out of the two of them. Mr. Ruffles picked up her hand and placed and gentle kiss on it before turning to Claire and doing the same. Then he turned to Ryan and held out his giant hand.

"It is a pleasure to serve under you and provide food for you today, Captain Conaway," Mr. Ruffles said, a twinkle in his eyes. Ryan smiled and shook the man's hand.

"It's a pleasure to have you here," he replied. Mr. Ruffles bowed and turned to head back towards the kitchen.

"Wow, I can't believe we actually met Mr. Ruffles…" Claire trailed off, still in slight shock. Anna nodded, but Oliver shook his head.

"Actually, you've all met him at least three times before," he stated. Ryan's eyes grew wide.

"What? No… I think I would remember that guy if I had," he scoffed, but Oliver just smiled.

"I'm serious, you've all met him before," he restated. Before Ryan could counter the man's statement again, Anna intervened.

"We're so sorry that we didn't believe that Mr. Ruffles was real, Oliver," she told him. Oliver smiled and shrugged.

"It's okay. Dirt under the bridge," he said before turning to follow Mr. Ruffles into the kitchen. Anna raised an eyebrow.

"Dirt under the rug?" She asked. Claire shrugged.

"Water under the bridge?"

"No, dirt under the bridge. Don't question him," Ryan mumbled. They all looked up as Jim returned to the table.

"I don't mean to be the bearer of bad news, but your parents are here," he said, whispering to Claire and Ryan. Ryan's face turned pale as Claire searched the room. She caught sight of them and groaned.

"Just fucking great," she muttered.

"What happened to watching the language around the kid?" Anna asked.

"My kid, my exception. Besides, you didn't have to sit with them on the phone for ten minutes listening to them bitch," Claire snapped. Jim sat down next to her and smiled at his daughter, who reached out to grab his tie.

"Longest ten minutes of your life," Alex joked.

"Don't mock, they spent five minutes yelling at me for getting pregnant, then five minutes yelling at me for not showing Natalie to them," Claire said, taking a sip of her soda.

"You didn't show her to them?" Liam asked, noticing their parents stopped at the doorway, giving a funny look to one of Anna's drunk cousins.

"Nope, and if I could help it I wouldn't let them see her. I only did it because Jim asked me to," she said. Ryan held back the urge to run a hand through his hair as their parents made their way over.

"Why did they have to come. I just gave them a courtesy call, I didn't want them to show up," he hissed.

"Ryan, just calm down. If you act civil, they will act civil. Hopefully," Anna said. Ryan didn't have time to reply before both his parents were at the table. A silence filled the area and Natalie began to fuss a bit.

"Well, is this how you greet your parents?" Adrienne asked.

"When they are the root of all evil you do," Claire muttered. Charles heard his daughter and sent her a look, ignoring the small child in her arms before turning to his oldest child.

"Ryan, we got your call," he said, his grey eyes meeting his sons.

"I see that. I didn't expect you to show," Ryan confessed. He probably would have been more upset if it weren't for Anna's comforting hand on his arm.

"What happened to the other whore you were going to marry?" Anna raised an eyebrow but kept her mouth shut. She couldn't deny that Colleen was a whore, she however, was not.

"She died," Claire answered. Adrienne looked over and raised an eyebrow.

"Died?" she asked.

"Yeah, she was shot. By a Romulan," Alex explained, draping and arm around Liam's shoulders. Liam nodded.

"It's alright though, Claire kicked his ass and shot that mother fucker." Charles and Adrienne exchanged looks but turned back to their children.

"Well, I guess it's too late to talk you out of this," Charles muttered.

"You could try, but there is no other woman I'd rather be married to," Ryan said, kissing Anna's cheek.

"Such a shame. We had a lovely girl picked out for you an everything. We were actually going to consider having you brought back into the will," Adrienne told him.

"Oh, so sad I missed that one," Ryan replied sarcastically. Claire chuckled and shook her head. Her parents were something, that was for sure.

"How unfortunate," Charles muttered, straightening his tie. The Conaway parents glance around the room, raising an eye at all the people dancing, partying, and generally having a good time. Natalie reached forward to grab her father's tie, but gave a small groan of frustration when she couldn't reach it. Jim chuckled and took it off, letting his daughter play with it.

"I suppose this would be our granddaughter?" Adrienne inquired, looking down at the baby girl. Claire shot her a look as both her parents gazed down at her daughter.

"This is my daughter," she replied. Charles gazed down at her and Natalie looked up, her grey eyes meeting his similar pair.

"Is he the father?" Charles asked, gesturing to Jim.

"We're actually trying to find that out. We don't know if it's his or one of those two boneheads over there," Claire said sarcastically, gesturing to Alex and Liam. Adrienne caught onto her daughter tone and rolled her eyes.

"So, Captain Kirk, you are the one who got our daughter pregnant…" Adrienne stated. Jim looked up at them and wished he was standing, that way he'd be on the same level. However, he wasn't about to leave his girlfriend sitting on her own.

"Uh… yes ma'am, I believe that would be a safe bet," he said.

"Well, then we should expect a wedding invitation soon, right?" Claire and Jim exchanged looks.

"Um… no. We're still not getting married, maybe one day, but not anytime soon," Claire said.

"Hell, if we could just having sex again I'd be happy enough," Jim whispered.

"You and me both," Claire agreed. Adrienne Conaway took a deep breath and tried to control her anger, while Charles Conaway simply tried to not glare at Jim. Ryan watched the exchange and shook his head.

"You are causing our family a great amount of shame, Claire Conaway, I hope you know that…" Charles said, a few drops of sweat appearing on his forehead. Claire shrugged and kissed the top of her daughters head.

"So worth it." Adrienne placed her face in her hand and reached into her four thousand dollar purse and pulled out a tissue, handing it to her husband before looking to her daughter.

"Do we at least have the privilege of knowing her name?" Adrienne asked.

"Yes, we need something to put into the will," Charles agreed. Claire smirked and exchanged looks with Ryan who chuckled.

"Natalie Rose Kirk," Claire told them. Adrienne's eyes went wide and she glared at her daughter.

"You named your daughter after your grandmother?" she hissed. Charles seemed unfazed and rolled his eyes.

"Yup, I named my daughter after grandma Conaway. Didn't you hate her?" Claire asked. Jim rolled his eyes and took his daughter from Claire, he knew she was in the middle of an argument, and would rather distract himself by playing with Natalie. Adrienne made the sign of the cross before turning back to her son.

"Well, I hope you are happy. You will no longer be considered in our will, only your children will be. If they don't disappoint us." Anna scoffed, finally tired of the Conaway's utter disrespect.

"Don't bother. My children will be well off with, or without your money," she snapped. Charles raised an eyebrow.

"You believe so?" he asked.

"I know so. My father owns a chain of hotels around the world. He's more than well off," she said. The table turned toward Anna, and the Conaway parents were shocked.

"Seriously? You said you had a hard time growing up," Liam pointed out.

"I did, until I was fifteen and my fathers business exploded. Then we never had to worry about it," she confessed. Ryan smirked and turned to his parents.

"Your assistance is no longer needed… you can leave." Adrienne didn't need to be told twice, but Charles refused to break eye contact with his son.

"Before I leave, I must speak with you privately," he demanded. Ryan didn't know what to say, but a comforting hand on his shoulder from his wife gave him the courage to nod back. Oh, how he loathed his father.

"Fine. You have five minutes," he snapped. Adrienne was long gone, but Charles lead his son to the side of the room completely out of earshot.

"I am so disgusted with you."

"Thanks, father. This was some talk."

"You knock up a whore, let her die, and then simply replace her with a new one?"

"Anna is not a whore!" Ryan snarled, but Charles didn't stop.

"Your mother wants an heir to our fortune, but I would no sooner burn my money than give it to your filthy children..."

"What the hell is that supposed to mean?"

"That woman… she's Mexican or Spanish or whatever. Her blood is filthy. I won't have filthy tainted children inherit our wealth," Charles said, sending a glare over to the table where his daughter and daughter-in-law sat, waiting patiently. Ryan could no longer contain the rage building inside of him. Without a second thought, he grabbed the white pressed collar of his father's dress shirt and slammed him against the wall.

"We don't need your money. We don't need you. I don't want my children to have anything to do with you. And my wife? She's not a whore. Mom was a whore. You married a whore dad," he screamed, causing the relaxing music in the room to stop. All eyes turned to the father and son, watching in horror as Ryan raised a fist. Claire was up on her feet and sprinting across the room before Charles even realized what was happening.

"Ryan, don't do it. Don't sink to his level," she pleaded, grabbing his hand. Ryan's eyes burned with the hate built up over years of neglect and hateful words. Finally, he was able to release it. To tell his father off. He was bigger, stronger, and happier than his father ever hoped to be. Somehow, it made Ryan better. Sure, a loving father and mother would have been amazing, but he was learning to make the best with the hand dealt to him by life. Ryan removed his hand from his father's collar and took a step back, watching the scared expression on his father's face. It didn't take away the years of pain that the Conaway siblings had suffered, but to Ryan, it felt like a start.

"I have everything I need. Amazing friends, a beautiful niece, my extraordinary wife, and the one woman whose always been there for me and I for her. Claire and I don't need you and mom anymore. We're happy," Ryan said, his tone calmer and more collected than he had been mere minutes ago. Charles straightened out his shirt and jacket before glaring at his children.

"If your mother was a whore, then I believe the saying like mother like daughter is correct. And if I married a whore, what does that say about my son?" He snapped. No one even registered what had happened before it was too late. Ryan wasted no time in clocking his father in the face. Ryan could feel the bones breaking underneath his knuckle, but he wasn't sure if it was from his father's nose or his own fist. Warm liquid covered his hand and soaked the white dress shirt Charles wore. Claire was appalled, yet pleased, to see Ryan finally giving their father what he deserved.

"Get the hell out of here," Ryan hissed before turning around and leaving his father to hold his nose in pain, whimpering at the pain. Claire scoffed.

"You're pathetic," she said after a few seconds, watching the man she had tried to hard to please when she was younger. Today was a victory for the Conaway siblings. Anna watched the display before her, her jaw practically on the floor as Jim stood behind her, Natalie in his arms. His own face showed that of shock, but a sense of satisfaction. Ryan approached his wife, his hand still covered in blood and throbbing painfully.

"My beautiful dearest wife, will you grace me with a dance?" He asked, holding out his non-injured hand. Not knowing what else to say or do, she took her husband's hand and allowed him to lead her to the dance floor. Claire crossed the room back to her boyfriend and smiled when Natalie smiled up at her.

"Well wasn't that fun?" Natalie only giggled in reply.

Liam and Alex sat down, both a little out of breath from dancing, and Liam was slightly drunk.

"Dude, this party is off the hook!" Liam called. The table chuckled and Alex rolled his eyes.

"Yeah, too much fun for Natalie," he said. Anna smiled at the small sleeping baby in Claire's arms, and Ryan reached out to gently smooth back her hair.

"I know, poor kid was running without a nap. If momma don't nap, nobody naps," Claire chuckled. Jim laughed and draped an arm around her shoulders.

"Yeah, she'll probably sleep through the night, if the transporter doesn't wake her up."

"Here, why don't I look after her and you guys enjoy yourselves. You haven't been dancing all night," Alex said. Claire looked up and shot her best friend a thankful look before turning to her boyfriend.

"What do you say?" she asked. Jim smiled and nodded, getting up so Claire could move Natalie over to Alex. Once she did, he grabbed her hand and led her to the dance floor.

"At last, a moment alone," Jim said, pulling his girlfriend closer to him. She chuckled and wrapped her arms around his neck.

"God, it's been forever. I missed you," she told him. He smiled and pressed his lips onto hers, smiling when she responded immediately. She pulled him closer and felt his tongue brush over her bottom lip, making her moan quietly and open her mouth to let him pass. His grip on her waist tightened and he let his tongue re-explore her own. God it had been too long. He suddenly pulled away and pressed his forehead against hers.

"I want you so bad," he whispered, his voice low and almost desperate. Claire smiled and knew that wearing the dark blue low cut dress would be worth it.

"I think there is a coat closet somewhere," she breathed. His eyebrows shot up and he smiled down at her.

"You serious?" he asked. She nodded and kissed him deeply.

"Yes, now let's go before they decide they don't want to play baby-sitter anymore." Jim smiled and let her lead him away from the dance floor.

"Lead the way!" He said, enjoying the lustful sly smile she shot at him. Before they reached the edge of the room, a hand shot out of nowhere and grabbed Claire's free hand.

"Claire! She's crying and we don't know what to do!" Liam said frantically, gesturing back to their table. Natalie's cries could be heard from across the room as she fussed in the frozen arms of Alex.

"Ryan and Anna are pretty good with her, can't you get one of them?" Claire almost pleaded, wanting to spend some 'alone' time with her boyfriend so badly. Liam gestured to Ryan and Anna who were on the dance floor, never breaking step. The moment their feet stopped was the moment that Ryan would actually have to think about his actions. No, he wanted their simple blissful dancing to be the only thing on his mind that night.

"I didn't want to tear the newlyweds away from their dance. Besides, Natalie is your kid," he pointed out. Claire let out a frustrated sigh and headed back in the direction of their table.

"Fine…" She mumbled. Liam looked at Jim who gave him an glare.

"What?"

"You're a real ball buster, you know that?" Liam smiled.

"I've been told that a few times. Enjoy your blue balls!" Liam called out, following Claire. A few people gave Jim a funny look, causing him to blush.

"So damn close…"

Ryan gave a small sigh as he looked down at the temporary bandage his sister had given him. When Anna finally got him off the dance floor, his knuckles were throbbing with pain. All he wanted to do was go back on that dance floor once more, but a crap load of speeches and toasts prevented him from that. So after all the formalities, he got a chance to dance with his wife again, and also got a chance to dance with his sister, though it was cut short by his niece's crying. Now it was the end of the night and he we saying goodbye to all his guests, saving family for last.

"Bye Ryan, we miss you!" Liam said, hugging the man then hugging Anna.

"Congratulations… have fun on the honeymoon," Alex said, shaking his hand.

"Oh yeah, the three day honeymoon, they'll be lucky if we make it out of the bed," Ryan joked. Alex chuckled and turned to hug Anna.

"Be careful," she told him.

"Same to you, and don't worry. We're pretty safe down in sickbay," he confessed. She nodded and watched them leave. The only two left were Claire and Jim.

"Congratulations, you two. It was a nice party," Jim said, forcing a small smile.

"You alright Captain?" Anna asked.

"He's just a little disappointed. He'll get over it," Claire told them, sending her boyfriend a look.

"Either way, I hope you two are happy," Jim said.

"Thank you, that means a lot." Jim smiled at Anna and looked over at the parking lot. His face suddenly fell and he gave a heavy sigh.

"Crap, I better go get Bones, I'll see you back on the ship," he told Claire, kissing her quickly. She nodded and watched as he went to help his very drunk friend. Claire chuckled and turned back to her brother.

"Well, enjoy your honeymoon you two. Try not to get in too much trouble," she warned. Ryan chuckled and pulled her into a hug, minding Natalie who was resting her tired head on her mother's shoulder. He pulled away and kissed his sisters cheek. He then leaned over and placed a gentle kiss on his niece's head.

"Be safe, I love you," Ryan said. Claire smiled and patted his shoulder.

"I love you too." She turned to Anna and hugged her quickly.

"Thank you for coming," Anna told her.

"Thanks for letting us come. We don't get out too much anymore," Claire confessed.

"That's what happens when you have a kid," Anna chuckled. Claire shrugged.

"You will know soon enough. I better be going. I love you guys, call me soon!" Ryan and Anna waved as they watched her walk off. After a minute, Anna turned toward her husband and smiled.

"Well, we're all alone," she said. He smiled and wrapped his arms around her waist.

"Hmm, That we are," he replied. He leaned down and placed a gentle kiss on her lips before pulling away and sighing.

"I think we're ready to go on our honeymoon now, Mr. Conaway." He chuckled and kissed her once more.

"Whatever you say, Mrs. Conaway."

"Do you think you'd want one of your own?" Alex asked as he broke apart from his boyfriend. Both men lay naked in bed, covered in a layer of sex. Liam leaned back against his pillow, closing his eyes.

"An orgasm? I had plenty of my own tonight," he said with a smile. Alex couldn't help, but smile too.

"That's not what I meant, sweetie. I meant a kid," he corrected. Liam opened one eye to look at Alex.

"Are you serious?" He asked, trying to scan Alex's face for any hint of a joke.

"Completely serious," Alex replied, his eyes intent and focused. Liam sighed and turned onto his side, his back facing his lover.

"Don't ruin sex with talk about kids. That's like an anti-boner right there," he stated, closing his eyes again.

"Is that a no?"

"No, it's a let's not talk about this after sex," he replied, feeling Alex shift closer. Honestly, it wasn't that he didn't want kids at all. But just because Claire had one didn't mean everyone else had to get one too.

"A maybe?"

"Okay, I do want kids. But I don't want to rush into it. Kids mean a lot of things, one of them being having to control our sexual urges. Which for us, isn't easy," Liam reminded him. Alex just sighed and wrapped an arm around his boyfriend.

"I know, I just can't think of anyone else who I'd want to have a kid with," Alex mumbled, burying his face in the crook of Liam's neck.

"We'll have it one day, don't you worry."

A loud scream echoed through the sickbay of the Ivory and Ryan ran a hand though his hair. It had been fifteen months since they had been married, and already Anna was in the middle of delivering their first child. However, he wasn't allowed in until they were ready to push. He took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down.

"Captain, we're ready for you," the CMO said. Ryan nodded and walked into the delivery room, where Anna was. He quickly walked up to her and took her hand.

"You alright?" he asked.

"NO! I've been in labor for ten hours! You think I'm alright?" she asked.

"Well… no…" Anna scoffed and fell back on the bed. Ryan just held her hand and watched as the CMO sat in front of her.

"Alright Anna… on the next contraction, push, alright?" Anna nodded and after a minute she gave a yell of pain.

"Qué demonios estaba pensando? Yo nunca estoy haciendo esto otra vez nunca!" She cried. Ryan simply held onto her hand.

"Come on baby, you're doing great. You just need to push," he told her.

"No me digas que me empuje! Yo sé lo que tengo que hacer! ¿Por qué no se presiona, hijo de puta?" The doctor just smiled and looked at them.

"One more push and the baby is out!"

"Obtener este niño fuera de mí, ahora! AHHHH!" A few seconds later the sound of crying echoed through the room and the doctor held up a small baby girl, a pile of small blonde curls on the top of her head and big Conaway ears.

"It's a girl!" he said. Anna smiled and began to cry.

"Oh dios mío, es mi niña. Ryan, it's our… Ryan?" she looked over as Ryan's grey eyes were locked on the small child in front of him, and a minute later his eyes rolled in the back of his eyes and he fell back onto the ground.

"Captain?" the doctor asked. Anna glanced down and rolled her eyes.

"He'll wake up soon enough, let me see my baby," she said. The nurse brought her over and placed her in Anna's arm. Her baby's caramel colored skin was just a shade or two lighter than her own.

"Do you have a name?" the nurse asked. Anna nodded and smiled down at her daughter.

"Haley Olivia Conaway."

Claire walked down the hallway reading over a report in her hand. She had been helping Liam over the past couple years with his new device, and he was close to perfecting it. Alex and Claire had also done well in their fields. Alex had found a way to clean wounds more efficiently and was one of the best trauma doctors in the fleet. Claire, had quickly become one of the top surgeons, especially since a few aliens could not be healed by medicine like others could, and still required surgery. Eventually, McCoy, who was a commander at this point, appointed them both to Lieutenant Commanders. Both of them had been offered positions on other ships and at the academy, but Alex turned them down, saying he still had a lot to learn, while Claire just told them she was happy where she was.

Claire looked up as she entered her quarters and looked around. The place looked the same as it had been when she moved in, with the exception of more photos and a lot more toys. She bent over and picked up a few dirty clothes and threw them in the laundry basket before taking another look around.

"Natalie? Rocky? Jim?" she called. A second later, a large dog came bounding into the room and jumped up on Claire. She quickly caught him and chuckled.

"Hey boy, where is Nat?" she asked. He went back on all fours and turned toward Natalie's room and barked. A second later a small four year old girl ran out of her room.

"Mommy!" she cried. Claire smiled and picked her up off the ground.

"Hey baby, you have a good day?" she asked. Natalie nodded.

"Yup, Spike and I played tea party after Uncle Spock had to go to work. Then he braided my hair and we played dolls," she said. Claire tried to bite back the laugh that threatened to make it's way from her lips as she saw Spike enter the living room. The two of them had surprisingly grown close over the years. Not to mention he was an excellent baby-sitter.

"Really, how nice of him," she said, a wide smile on her lips.

"Oh, shut it," Spike snapped.

"I didn't say anything. I think it's cute that you played tea party and dolls," Claire said. Spike rolled his eyes and ran a hand over his slicked back hair.

"Well, I need to report for duty. I'll see you tomorrow Nat," Spike said, smiling at the four year old.

"Bye!" Natalie replied.

"Thanks Spike, I'll see you around," she said softly. Spike nodded and left the girls alone. Claire rolled her eyes and looked at her daughter.

"Mommy, isn't my hair pretty?" she asked. Claire looked over her daughters dark blonde hair and smiled.

"Yes, it looks wonderful. Fit for a princess," Claire said, kissing her nose and placing her on the ground. Claire walked over to her room and could hear Natalie behind her, skipping to some beat going on in her four year old head.

"You think daddy will like it?" she asked. Claire smiled and began changing.

"I'm sure he'll love it. We'll take a picture of it and send it to Uncle Ryan and Aunt Anna," she told her. Claire smiled upon thinking of her brother. As far as she heard, his four year mission was over and he was currently in charge of escorting ambassadors across the universe. He was doing that on top of raising three little girls: Haley, Ella, and Terra. They were the cutest little girls she had seen, next to her own, and all of them had Ryan wrapped around their fingers.

"Hey, anyone here?" a voice called. A large smile grew on Natalie's face as she got up and ran into the living room.

"Daddy!" she called, running up to Jim. Jim smiled and scooped her up in his arms, giving her a big kiss on her cheek.

"Hey Princess, were you a good girl today?" he asked. His daughters grey eyes met his bright blue and she smiled and nodded.

"Daddy, I'm always a good girl," she told him. He chuckled and kissed her cheek once more.

"What was I thinking?" he asked. He took a few steps into the living room and smiled widely when Claire walked in to join them. She wore a pair of loose jeans and one of his old tee-shirts, but she still looked beautiful.

"Hey babe," Claire said, walking up and placing a gentle kiss on his lips. Jim smiled and looked at Natalie.

"Hey, Nat… do you think I should take mommy out to a nice dinner at the space station tonight?" Natalie smiled and nodded.

"Yeah," she said, giving him a wink. Claire caught it and looked at her boyfriend.

"Dinner? What are you up to?" she asked. He shrugged.

"Nothing. I can't take my girlfriend out to dinner?" he asked. Claire rolled her eyes and crossed her arms.

"No, I never said that. But we can't just up and go. I mean, who is going to baby-sit? Alex and Liam are working tonight, Spock is running the ship, Uhura is busy enough with Grayson and the new baby to take care of her, and Spike already looked after her today." Jim smiled and gave a small chuckle.

"Bones said he'd watch her," he told Claire. Claire chuckled and shook her head. Though she and her boss still were at ends when it came to work, he had mellowed out drastically. He didn't drink half as much, and he his bed manner had changed. Once in a while he lost his temper, but he was much better and keeping it in check.

"Of course he did. When has he ever said no?" Claire asked. McCoy might have had a tough exterior, but he had a soft spot for Natalie. It was probably worse than Jim, though McCoy had the excuse that he could spoil her.

"Come on, let's go have a night to ourselves. Please?" he asked. Claire sighed but smiled lightly.

"Alright, as long as you are sure that he can watch her for the night." Jim nodded and kissed her once again.

"Go put on that dress you bought a few months ago, I'm going to drop her off." Natalie smiled.

"Can I get my bag now?" she asked. Jim smiled and nodded, putting her on the floor and watching her run off. Claire turned back to her boyfriend and raised an eyebrow.

"You planned this?" she asked, immediately becoming suspicious.

"It was her idea. Go get changed. Please?" he asked. Claire sighed and walked into the bathroom, her dress in hand. A second later the shower began and Natalie ran to her dad, a small pink backpack in hand.

"You going to ask her?" She asked. Jim smiled and nodded.

"Not if we don't get to dinner in time. Come on, let's go see Uncle Bones."

Jim Kirk took a deep breath as he gazed at his girlfriend sitting across from them. The black dress she wore accented her curves, which took her a year to get back, and showed off her shoulders. She looked just as beautiful tonight just as she did almost six years ago at the bar. Six years, he had known her, and they had been together five of those years. Despite all the rough patches, and all hardships, they were still together.

"Claire…" he said. She looked up, her grey eyes meeting his deep blue.

"Yeah?" she asked. He took a deep breath and his hand grasped the ring box in his pocket. Somehow, deciding that he wanted to ask her the question, was easier than actually asking her.

"I was… well… we've been together for-"

"Hi, how is everything?" the waitress asked. Jim took a deep breath and forced a smile.

"We're fine, thank you," he told her. She nodded and turned toward Claire, who smiled and shook her head.

"No, I'm fine," she said. The waitress smiled and looked at them both.

"Let me know if you need anything." Jim nodded and looked down at the table as he tried to collect himself again. He needed to find the courage to ask her. Mostly he was afraid she was going to say no. He knew she was afraid of turning out like her mother, and because of that, she turned away from marriage. Believing that marriage is what changed her mother.

"So… what were you saying?" She asked. He took himself out of his thoughts and took another deep breath.

"I just… you know I love you," he stated. She gave him a curious look and leaned forward. He tried not to let his thoughts turn dirty and focused on her.

"Of course, I love you too," she replied, her grey eyes trying to read his face.

"Well, I just… we've been together for a long time. And we love each other, so… we should… well…" Claire furrowed her eyebrows.

"Have sex? Is that what you're getting at?" She asked quietly.

"No, well, yeah I'd like to have sex. We don't have it like we used to. But we have a lot, I'm sure not a lot of couples who have a kid have sex at least three times a week," Jim confessed. Claire chuckled and nodded.

"That's because Natalie is a heavy sleeper," she told him. He gave a light laugh and nodded. He saw her eyes light up in the low light of the restaurant and wanted nothing more than to kiss her. He held back and ran a hand through his hair.

"Look, I just… Without you… I don't know what I'd do. You're-"

"Doctor Conaway?" a voice asked. Jim glared at the man as he looked at Claire.

"Uh… yes…"

"You have a call, he said it'll only take a few moments," he told her. Claire sighed and looked back at her boyfriend.

"I'll be right back," she told him. He nodded and watched as she stood up and left the table. Jim stared at what remained of his food before roughly pushing it aside, and pushing it off the table. The dish shattered and a few people turned and looked at him.

"Sorry," he apologized. A few people came over and began to clean it up, while he just moved out of the way. A couple of seconds later the floor was clean and he sat back down. He needed to ask her when she came back, he wasn't sure he could hold off any longer. Even if she said no, at least he'd have an answer. A few seconds later she came back to the table and sat down.

"Sorry, Spike called me about a patient. You'd think after four years he could at least last a night without me," she muttered. Jim nodded and let his fingers tap on the table. He was nervous, that much was obvious. He just had to collect the courage to ask her once more.

"Jim, you alright? You don't look so good," she said. He reached across the table and took her hand, giving it a gentle squeeze before looking up at her.

"Claire, the past few years have been wonderful. With you I've had some of the best times of my life. I'm not saying it has been easy, there have been plenty of times where it felt easier to just… leave. But you stuck with me, and you have given me so much. You've given me your love, your trust, and you've given me the most beautiful daughter I could ask for." Claire smiled, but the curious look from her eyes never left.

"Jim… I'm touched, but what is this about?" she asked. He took a deep breath and pulled the box out and placed it on the table. Immediately her grey eyes dropped to it and he took the time to spoke.

"Claire… I guess I'm trying to ask… will-"

"Excuse me, are you James Kirk?" a voice asked. Jim gave a frustrated sigh and all but slammed his head on the table. Claire looked away from the box and to the older man, who was looking down at Jim in awe.

"Yes…" Jim said tersely, looking at the man.

"I don't mean to interrupt but-" Jim stood up, fed up with being interrupted.

"You are interrupting! Can't you see I'm in the middle of dinner?" he snapped. Claire frowned and placed a hand on his arm.

"Jim, the man didn't mean no harm," she said, though her gaze dropped back to the box.

"No! Jesus Christ. I'm trying to propose to my girlfriend here! Is it so hard to ask for some God damn privacy?" he asked. Claire's eyes went wide and her jaw dropped. The man paled and gave an awkward cough.

"I'm sorry, sir, I was just-"

"You know what, fuck it." Jim grabbed the box and kneeled in front of Claire. He took her hand and looked up at her, watching as her grey eyes began to weld up in tears.

"Jim…" she whispered.

"Claire, please marry me, before someone else does," he said. She chuckled and wiped a few tears falling down her cheeks.

"Okay," she answered. He paused before he spoke.

"Is that a yes? You'll marry me?" he asked. She laughed and nodded.

"Yes, you idiot. I'll marry you." Jim smiled and slipped the ring on her finger, causing the restaurant to applaud. Claire smiled widely and smiled down at her now fiancé. Jim smiled widely before cupping her face in his hands and guiding her lips to his. She immediately responded to his kiss and almost whined when he pulled away.

"Thank you, that would have been very embarrassing if you said no," he told her. She just chuckled and kissed him again.

"So you guys are finally tying the knot?" Anna asked as she rocked a small child in her arms. Claire nodded excitedly from her place on the screen, holding up her hand to show off the diamond ring now adorning her finger.

"It's been forever and I think Natalie might be happier than we are, but it's finally happening. I'm so excited!" She squealed, clapping her hands together. Anna chuckled and smiled.

"Well, I'm really happy for you guys. Just the other day, Ryan was complaining that Jim was taking too long to propose," she told her soon to be married sister-in-law.

"Did Jim tell you guys?" She asked, a small pang of jealousy shooting through her. Did everyone know before he proposed?

"No, but we knew it was only a matter of time. Otherwise, I think your brother would've hopped aboard the Enterprise and beat the crap out of Jim until he did," Anna informed her, causing Claire to burst out laughing.

"It sounds like something he would do," she replied.

"So what'd he do?" Anna asked as Terra began to get fussy in her arms. Ever so slightly, Anna began bouncing the baby in her arms.

"Oh my god, Anna! It was so romantic!" Claire said, her eyes practically lighting up at the memory.

"MOMMY!" A voice cried out. Claire whirled around in her chair and frowned.

"Aw, what'd you do, Nat?" Claire asked, holding out her arms as her daughter ran towards her. Anna watched as the four year old climbed into her mother's lap, holding out her bleeding elbow.

"I-I was trying t-to get my b-bunny and I f-fell!" She stuttered, holding out the wound. Claire sighed and turned back to the screen.

"Sorry Anna, I'm going to have to cut this short. We'll talk again real soon," she apologized.

"That's fine, go take care of Natalie. I have a few kids of my own, I know the deal," Anna said with a smile, gesturing to the sleep child in her arms. Claire nodded and smiled.

"Must be a handful. Natalie, say bye-bye to Aunt Anna and little Terra," Claire instructed. Natalie turned to the screen and gave a small wave as she tried to stifle back more tears. Anna waved back as the screen went black. Anna relaxed into her chair, looking down at her beautiful sleeping daughter. Terra Reid Conaway was only six months old, yet she proved to be the easiest of the three children that Anna and Ryan had. Haley was always getting into things where she shouldn't be. Just the other day, Ryan had to pry a radio out of the three year old's hands as she tried to tear it apart. Ella Annabella Conaway, on the other hand, was the complete opposite. The one and a half year old cried a lot, always striving for attention from her parents. The CMO on the Ivory, Dr. Andrew Doyle, assured her that it was just a stage that every middle child went through, though it normally happened later in life. The six month old baby cradled in her arms turned her head, softly snoring. Anna smiled, down at her, gently brushing back her soft thin layer of brown hair. After having a few kids, Anna knew that babies didn't sleep as much as her youngest daughter, but she didn't mind either. Terra hardly ever cried which was a blessing after Ella.

"Honey, you in here?" Ryan asked, peeking his head through the door. Anna smiled at him as he entered the room, the sleeping form of their middle child visible in the darkened room.

"Yeah, just got off the video chat with your sister," she said, standing up to kiss her husband. It wasn't easy for him being the captain of his own ship while chasing his three year old all over the ship. Thankfully, Oliver was always there to show him a shortcut or a hiding place every now and again.

"How's she doing?" Ryan asked, wrapping his free arm around his wife and starring down at his youngest daughter. In all honestly, he wanted a son more than anything else, but it didn't stop him from loving all three of his daughters with every fiber in his body. Anna leaded him out into the main room of their living quarters to where Haley sat on the couch.

"Jim finally proposed," Anna told him, sitting next to her daughter on the couch. Haley looked up at her parents as Ryan took a seat on the other side of her.

"Aunt Claire and Uncle Jim are finally getting married?" She asked in a loud voice, completely ignoring the senseless cartoon the flashed across the TV. Anna nodded as she held a finger to her mouth.

"Yes they are, but keep your voice down. Your sisters are sleeping," Anna warned. Haley crossed her arms angrily and turned back to the TV.

"You never tell Terra or Ella to be quite," she mumbled. Ryan sighed.

"Ella can't stay up as late as you, baby. Besides, it's your bedtime anyway," he told her. Haley shook her head, her gaze never leaving the screen.

"But I want to finish watching this show, daddy," she pleaded. Ryan sighed and nodded.

"Okay, but just for this show. Then it's right to bed with you," he told her. Anna rolled her eyes and turned to her husband. 'Spineless,' she mouthed to him, much to his dismay. Ryan shrugged and stood up, heading off to Ella and Haley's bedroom. He returned minutes later without the middle daughter and held out his arms to Anna.

"I'll put Terra down for bed," he told her. Anna obliged and passed their youngest daughter to her father. Ryan smiled down at his sleeping daughter all the way to her room, almost running into the door. He gently laid her down and wrapped her up in her pink cotton blanket. Once she was in her crib, he crossed the room to her rocking chair and sat down, watching the slight raise and fall of his baby's chest. He and Anna had been married nearly four years now with three children to show for it and another on the way, according to Dr. Doyle. He smiled, allowing himself to relax in the old rocking chair. His life was perfect he decided as his eyes slowly shut and he drifted off to sleep. The long days as a full time father and a full time captain were slowly starting to get to him.

Claire gave a small hiss of pain and glared at Liam in the mirror.

"That hurt!" she hissed. Liam rolled his eyes and continued to fix her hair. Claire glanced down at the simple white dress she had on. It was nowhere near as lavish and big as Anna's was, but it was simple and hugged her curves. She didn't want her wedding to be extravagant, just nice.

"Oh shush, you wanted your hair curled with flowers pinned in it, you will get just that. Now quit your bitching," Liam snapped. Claire sighed and watched as he pinned in the last couple of flowers.

"Mommy, are you almost done?" Claire turned around and smiled as her daughter ran up to her.

"Almost, we just have to wait for a little bit," she told her. Natalie climbed up on her lap, and Liam quickly moved her shoes so she didn't dirty the dress.

"Be careful Natalie, you don't want to get mommy's dress dirty," Liam said softly. Claire smiled at her gay boyfriend. He was going to be a great dad one day.

"I didn't get mommy's dress dirty," Natalie defended. Claire pulled her daughter closer and kissed the top of her head.

"It's okay sweetie, we know you didn't. Uncle Liam was just telling you to be careful, okay?" she asked. Natalie nodded and Liam chuckled.

"Alright, I'm going to go get Alex, you going to be alright?" he asked. Claire nodded and smiled.

"Just fine. I still have twenty minutes before I have to head out." He nodded and smiled at Natalie, who was playing with the hem on her light blue dress.

"I'll come back and bring a flower for her hair as well," Liam said. Natalie smiled at her Uncle Liam.

"I want a flower!" Claire laughed and shook her head.

"If you are a good girl you can have a flower. Only good girls get flowers," she said.

"I'll be good!" she said. Liam laughed and kissed her forehead before leaving. Claire watched him go before turning back to her daughter. It was no doubt that she had a lot of the crew wrapped around her finger. She was the first child that really stayed on the Enterprise, and with big grey eyes like hers, how could anyone resist? Not to mention she spent an equal amount of time one the bridge and sickbay. When neither Claire nor Jim could find someone to watch her, they usually ended up taking her to work. Claire didn't mind, usually Liam stopped what he was doing to play some sort of game with her, or she would just go into Uncle Bones' office and hang out with him. On the bridge, she usually just walked around talking to everyone, being very social like her father. However, she seemed to gravitate toward Chekov, and loved to sit in his lap and look at the computer. Jim said it was because he was the youngest, Claire said it was just because she liked listening to his accent.

"Mommy, can I have some lipstick?" Natalie asked.

"Hmm, not lipstick, we can put some gloss on your lips, hand me that pink tube," Claire instructed. Natalie looked over the table in front of her before picking up the tube and handing it to her mother. Claire smiled and put just a bit on her daughters lips.

"Thank you, do I look pretty?" she asked. Claire nodded.

"You look beautiful, just don't tell daddy."

"If I had a nickel, for every time I heard that…" A voice interrupted. Claire turned around and smiled widely upon seeing her brother enter the small tent.

"Uncle Ryan!" Natalie squealed, jumping off her mom's lap and running to her uncle. Ryan smiled and scooped her up into a hug.

"Hey Kiddo!" Claire stood up and looked down at her brothers side, seeing her oldest niece.

"Hi Haley," She said. She smiled and ran up to hug her aunt.

"Hi Aunt Claire," she replied. Both kids broke away from their aunt and uncle and turned toward each other.

"Hi Haley!" Haley smiled.

"Hi Natalie, you want to find the cake with me?" Natalie smiled.

"Yeah!" Soon both girls took off out of the tent and onto the beach, Ryan went to stop them but Claire put a hand on his shoulder.

"Don't worry, I hid the cake." He laughed and leaned down to give his sister a hug. It had been far too long since he'd seen her in person.

"Good, good. Haley has been trying to get in as much trouble as possible lately. Anna says she's acting out since we've got another one on the way," he told her, releasing her smaller frame from his muscular arms.

"Natalie has her father's natural instinct for getting into trouble, so I know all about that," Claire said, chuckling. Ryan smiled as he gave Claire a once over, admiring her wedding dress.

"Wow Claire… if our parents actually gave a shit, they would be proud," Ryan said, examining her hair and looking over the simple design. Claire returned his smile.

"Mom and dad can go fuck themselves. The only person in our family who matters to me is you," she told him, causing Ryan to stop and look Claire in the eyes. Grey clashed with grey as a single tear fell down Claire's cheek. The overwhelming happiness and the bittersweet feeling of her parents absence broke down her resolve of not crying.

"You tearing up a bit?" He asked, leaning up to wipe the tear away. Claire nodded.

"But don't tell Liam, he'll attack me and force me to let him redo my make-up."

"Your secret is safe with me." She smiled and grabbed a tissue.

"Oh man, if I'm sitting here crying I wonder how Jim is doing," she muttered. Ryan sighed and pulled his sister into another hug.

"You're going to be fine. I'm glad you decided to have it on this planet though, I would've never been able to make it to earth," he told her. She pulled away and smiled.

"Well, this planet means a lot to us. We had one of the most romantic nights of our relationship here. Not to mention I totally kicked Colleen's ass here," she said. Ryan gave a loud laugh and shook his head.

"That was you? she said she got was sparing with some guy during class. It was part of their training or whatever." Claire rolled her eyes.

"Please, I owned her." Ryan chuckled and sat down with her on a small bench.

"I can't believe you're getting married," he said softly.

"You also couldn't believe I got pregnant either, but Natalie is running around here somewhere. I can't believe you have three kids and another on the way. You're not holding back are you?" she asked.

"I always told you I wanted a ton of kids. I don't know why this would surprise you," he pointed out.

"Uh, no. You said you wanted a ton of boys, there is a difference." Ryan sighed and shook his head.

"Well, I love my girls. I'm hoping for a boy, but I will love whatever Anna gives me." Claire nodded and took his hand.

"I'm glad you're here Ryan." He smiled and kissed her forehead.

"I'm glad I'm here too. I saw Jim had two best men, where are your maids of honor?" he asked. Claire got a sly smile and went to answered, but someone entered the tent on the beach before she could. Ryan simply took one look at the person and his jaw dropped.

"Alright, once we redo your make-up, we will be ready!" Liam said. Ryan just looked the man up and down, trying not to laugh at the powder blue dress he wore.

"Alex refused to wear the dress, but Liam was all for it," Claire told him. Ryan cringed slightly, seeing the man's big feet in blue wedge heels. He assumed that they had to get the specifically made for the gay doctor.

"Liam, why would you willing do this?" He asked, placing a hand over his eyes.

"Because my butt doesn't look so big in this dress. Besides, Claire needed a maid of honor," Liam explained, doing a turn to show off his dress. Claire managed to resist bursting out into laughter, which wasn't so hard after so many years of dealing with the gay man's behavior.

"Anna could have been your maid of honor," Ryan offered, removing his hand from over his face. Claire shrugged.

"I know and she was actually my first choice, but we needed someone who could actually be here for the planning. No offense, but you guys have been busy," she said. Ryan nodded as Liam crossed the room and stood in front of him.

"You need to leave now, sorry. I need to get her make-up done and you're just distracting us!" Liam scolded.

"I'm pretty sure you're more distracting than I am," Ryan muttered. Claire chuckled and kissed her brothers cheek.

"I'll see you later? They made a small area for the reception, it's on the beach, but they put wood down. It's pretty cool," she confessed. He nodded and stood up.

"Alright, don't be too nervous. It's scary at first, but then it's amazing." Claire chuckled and sighed.

"I think I'm alright. I love you," she said. He nodded and walked to the opening.

"Love you too. I'll see you… Haley! Leave that dog alone!" Claire began to laugh as Ryan ran out to go scold his daughter. Claire turned back to Liam who began to do her make-up once more.

"Alright, now, if you cry, I'm going to have to kill you. This is my best work." Claire rolled her eyes.

"Yes, let me hold back all my emotions for you," she said sarcastically.

"Damn right."

Claire nervously tapped her foot on the small board walk. She knew she shouldn't be nervous, she had lived with Jim for over five years, and they raised a child together for a little over four. Marriage should be easy. However, simply having the name Kirk meant a lot to her, and Jim. She took a deep breath and looked down at her daughter, who was messing with one of her dark blonde curls. She was so excited that they were getting married, though she couldn't really understand it. Claire was excited too, but again, it was a big step.

"You ready?" Alex asked. She nodded and smiled up at her best friend. She had a few friends from the academy at her wedding, but none of them she considered her best friends any more.

"I think so… are you going to get married after me? You and Liam are the only couple left," she pointed out. Alex chuckled and shrugged.

"Maybe, we actually thought we'd get married before you would. Liam's probably going to pressure me now," he said. She smiled and nudged him lightly.

"You two would be happy, you deserve to be happy. Get married, start a family… you deserve it," she told him. He smiled and pulled her into a hug. Claire hugged him back and gave a small squeeze before pulling away.

"You know… when I first met you, I only wanted to sleep you. I never thought you would be one of my best friends," he confessed.

"Uh, you did sleep with me, remember?"

"You guys had a sleepover? Was daddy there too?" Alex pressed his lips together in order to not laugh, but was failing. Claire flinched, just thinking about Jim walking in on them, or worse, joining them, was just wrong.

"Uh, no… daddy was…"

"Having a sleepover with someone else," Alex answered. Claire smacked his shoulder and tried to resist the urge to run her hand through her hair.

"Hey, you guys ready?" Claire looked up and smiled at Liam, who was smiling back at them.

"Yeah… I'm ready."

Jim took a deep breath as he saw everyone get seated. He was waiting at the alter, and only had a few more minutes before he saw his wife to be. It had taken him five years to get over his fear of commitment, and finally he gotten the courage to ask Claire to marry him. When she said yes, he was relieved, and also scared. Sure, they had lived together for a few years, but nothing really forced them together, except for Natalie. Jim was fairly certain that they would have stayed together without their daughter, but either way, they were together.

Music started and soon Natalie came around the corner with Grayson, Spock's son, by her side. Jim smiled as his daughter waved at him and sat next to Uhura. Jim smiled and continued to look down the aisle, cringing a little when he saw Liam walk down the aisle with a dress. He knew Claire had told him he was going to be one of her maid of honors, along with Alex, however, he didn't believe her when she said that he was wearing a dress. He tried to ignore the man and gave a small nod to Alex, who gave him a reassuring smile. After a couple more minutes, he looked down the aisle and waited for the one person who he wanted to see. After a few more minutes, she turned the corner and made her way toward him.

He was vaguely aware of other people around him, of the setting son, of the breeze, even of the waves. But they didn't matter. All that mattered was his fiancée walking toward him, her grey eyes set on his deep blue. She stepped up next to him and smiled reassuringly. He took her hand in his and they turned toward the minister. The man smiled before beginning the ceremony, though neither of them could admit to actually hearing the man. Jim's eyes drifted back to her face, watching as the alien planets sun lit up her face. Her light blonde hair looked almost platinum, and those beautiful grey eyes he loved so much, were now border lining silver. Those same beautiful eyes she had passed onto their daughter.

Claire gave his hand a small squeeze as they turned toward each other. His dirty blonde hair was still untamed, though she couldn't deny that she loved it. His bright blue eyes were as bright as the sea, and the smile on his face did nothing but make her heart flutter. She was ready to marry him. No longer did she hold any fear of commitment, no longer did she worry about the future. She just wanted him, and to live the rest of her life with him and their daughter.

"Jim…" the minister said. Jim turned to him and nodded before turning back to Claire.

"I promise you, Claire Adrienne Conaway, that I will be your loving and loyal husband from now on. I will share with you all of life's joy and sorrow, pleasure and pain, until death parts us." Claire smiled and took a deep breath.

"I promise you, James Tiberius Kirk, that I will be your loving and loyal wife from now on. I will share with you all of life's joy and sorrow, pleasure and pain, until death parts us." Jim smiled and the two of them exchanged ring while the minister went on with the ceremony. After a few more minutes, the minister smiled at both of them.

"Because they have so affirmed, in love and knowledge of the other, so also do I declare that James Tiberius Kirk and Claire Adrienne Conaway are now husband and wife. You may-"

"-Kiss the bride, got it," Jim interrupted, pulling Claire forward and kissing her deeply. Her heart all but jumped out of her chest, but she just continued to kiss her husband. A few people clapped but Claire was too lost in the kiss to care. After a few minutes, Jim pulled away only to lean in again and place a quick, but sensual kiss on her lips.

"Ready to go to the reception? Mrs. Kirk?" Claire smiled widely at his address and nodded.

"Of course. But to tell you the truth, I'm more excited for the week long honeymoon," she confessed. He took her hand and led her back down the aisle.

"One party at a time."

"So how hard was it to get him agree to him to be the bride?" Ryan asked as he downed a shot at the bar.

"Get him to agree? He didn't even make it a choice. As soon as I proposed, he rushed into Claire's surgery and told her they were going dress shopping," Alex said, joining his 'best man' at the bar. The first rule about having a gay wedding was getting a large bar for before, during, and after the wedding.

"What'd she have to say to that?" Rupert asked, signaling to the bartender that he needed another shot of whiskey.

"She told him to get the fuck out before she gave him a reason to be in surgery. I think she was operating on a Vulcan elder or something." Ryan shook his head and sighed. A year after Claire and Jim's wedding and things were busy as ever. Ryan was now the father of another girl, Almira Elena Conaway. Unlike Terra, she was very loud, but not fussy, she just liked to talk. He wanted to try for a boy, but Anna wanted to wait for a little bit, so they were halting on having kids for the time being.

"Man, I guess you're excited," Rupert muttered, messing with his tie.

"I am, I mean, I was hesitant at first, but after seeing Claire and Jim so happy, I figured I should just go for it."

"You having kids next?" Ryan asked.

"Not sure, I just want to get over today, and then go from there. If I did have a kid, I want to have a boy," Alex confessed.

"Psh, you're preaching to the choir. Ryan has been trying to have a boy forever, keeps getting stuck with girls," Rupert told him. Ryan shot him a look.

"I'm not stuck with them. I love my girls. But yeah, I do want a boy…" he admitted.

"Kirk too, he's trying to convince Claire to get off the shot, he wants to have a little brother for Natalie." Rupert chuckled and shook his head.

"How is that going?" he asked.

"Knowing Claire, she probably planned his death each time he brought it up," Ryan muttered.

"It wasn't pretty, that's for sure."

"Well, may you have better luck then Kirk!" Ryan said, smiling lightly.

"And Ryan!" Rupert added, causing Ryan's smile to vanish.

"And what about you, Rupert? No kids or wife in your future?" Ryan pointed out, trying to change the topic. Rupert shrugged.

"Giles men don't normally settle down. It's probably the only thing that Randy and I have in common, honestly," he said.

"Whose Randy?" Everyone turned to look at Jim who approached the bar.

"That would be Spike's real name," Alex explained, trying to gesture to the bartender. With the way the men were drinking, you'd think that the bartender would know better than to walk away.

"After all the years of knowing him, I never knew that," he said, sitting next to Ryan.

"Yeah, the only person who actually calls him Randy is Rupert," he said, shoving his glass towards the bartender.

"So what's new in the world of Ryan Conaway? Any more girls on the way?" Jim asked with a smirk as the bartender began filling drinks.

"The world of Ryan Conaway shouldn't be important on the wedding day of Liam and Alex Chambers-Peterson," Ryan said, changing the topic once more.

"It really does bother you that you haven't had a boy yet, isn't it?" Jim asked. Alex rolled his eyes as Ryan ran a hand through his perfectly groomed hair.

"Yes, please, let's talk about the guy who didn't get married today," he said dryly. Rupert placed a hand on his shoulder.

"Would you rather Jim pick at you or pick at Ryan?" He asked seriously.

"Good point."

"You're not alone though, Ryan. With the whole wanting a boy thing."

"I heard, how is that going?" Ryan asked. Alex rolled his eyes and Rupert sighed. He would never understand married men, nor fathers. At least, he hoped he never did.

"Your sister is very…stubborn."

"Don't I know it. At least Anna is all for it, she just wants a break from having kids. We'll probably be back at it soon," Ryan said.

"Oh, such a shame. God, you have to hate having all that sex to try and have a kid," Alex chuckled. Ryan nodded but Jim shrugged.

"Wouldn't know, never tried. I just have a lot of sex. Which thankfully, my wife is all for," Jim confessed. Ryan sighed and forced himself not to strangle the man next to him.

"Well, if I know my sister, which I believe I do, I think it is a very good chance that I'll have a boy long before you do," Ryan told his brother-in-law.

"You think so? I think I can convince Claire to try and have a boy before Anna even thinks she can," he told him.

"How are you going to do that?" Rupert asked. Jim smiled and shrugged.

"I am very persuasive…" Alex rolled his eyes and Ryan sighed.

"Come on, we need to be at the alter in fifteen minute. Why don't you find my sister and try and persuade her."

"Don't think you want me doing that before a wedding, especially when she is in it." Ryan looked confused before realizing what he was talking about and turned toward Alex.

"Come on, let's get you married before I kill my brother-in-law."

"Good plan!"

"Man, I wish I could have been as calm as you before my wedding," Ryan mumbled as he straightened Alex's bow. Alex just smiled and shoved his hands in his pockets.

"Marriage is a new thing for us, but we've been through so much that this little ceremony isn't such a huge scare," Alex explained, looking down the aisle. It was still empty, although they had sent someone back to get his future husband at least five minutes ago.

"You okay?" Alex took a deep breath and smiled.

"A little nervous, but otherwise alright. I just hope he gets out here soon…" all of a sudden, music began to play and both men looked down the aisle when he saw Claire walk to the alter, giving Alex a reassuring smile before standing where she was supposed to and waiting for Liam. A few seconds later, he appeared down the walkway, wearing a white tux. Alex was momentarily surprised, expecting his husband-to-be to wearing a dress. Liam stood next to last and took his head, sending him a knowing look.

"Dress later," he whispered. Alex chuckled and they both turned to the female minister.

"Marriage is founded upon sincerity and understanding which leads to tolerance, confidence and trust. It involves respect for each other's feelings and weaknesses and faults. You believe that those qualities, which have attracted you both to each other, can be best developed during a life spent together. A happy marriage will enable you to establish a home with love and stability, where your family and friends will always be welcome and which will be a base from which the influence of your shared, and we hope strengthened life today, can extend." She paused and looked at the two men.

"Do you, Alexander Justin Chambers, take Liam Joseph Peterson to be your husband, to love, honor, comfort, and cherish from this day forth?" Alex smiled.

"I do."

"Do you, Liam Joseph Peterson, take Alexander Justin Chambers to be your husband, to love, honor, comfort and cherish from this day forth?" Liam smiled and nodded his head enthusiastically.

"You bet I do." The audience laughed and Claire rolled her eyes, while Ryan shook his head.

"Exchange rings," she ordered. The men did what she said and looked at her when they were done.

"Having pledged yourselves each to the other, I do now, by virtue of the authority vested in me by the power of Starfleet, pronounce you to be husband and… well… husband. You may now seal this your marriage by kissing each other." Liam flung his arms around Alex and kissed him full on the mouth, being so happy to finally be married to him.

"Guys… you know the honeymoon is later… right?" Claire whispered. Liam broke away and glared at her.

"Oh shush, don't get me started on how many times you and Jim were sucking face, so shut up and let me suck face with my husband!" Claire laughed and sighed.

"Newly weds, what are you going to do?" Ryan asked.

"Sucking face?" Jim asked as he took a seat next to Ryan at the "Conaway/Kirk" table. Claire and Anna sat next to each other, chattering away. Haley and Natalie sat next to Claire, secretly plotting their next mission while Terra and Ella sat next to their mother while Almira was nestled in her mother's arms.

"I'm not and you're not," he stated, taking a sip of his champagne. Jim chuckled.

"No, I meant the happy new couple," he said, gesturing to the two grooms making out at the head table.

"Oh, yeah. It appears they still are," Ryan said, barely registering his brother-in-law's words.

"What's on your mind?" Jim asked, snagging a glass of champagne for himself as a waitress walked past.

"Nothing, just thinking," he mumbled, twirling the glass around in his hands.

"It's obviously bugging you. You're moping about at two of your best friends wedding," Jim pointed out. Ryan placed his glass down.

"It's stupid, but… I really want a son of my own." Jim shrugged.

"It's not stupid, I understand… to an extent. You've been trying for a while, it's understandable that it's getting you frustrated. Just… wait it out. It'll happen eventually. In the mean time, enjoy your kids, they grow up quick," Jim said. Ryan sighed and nodded.

"I know, I know… Haley is going to be five soon… I remember when she was born."

"Didn't you pass out when she was born?" Ryan shot him a look and took another sip of his drink.

"Shut up." Jim chuckled and watch as Natalie jumped off the chair and went to run past him, Jim quickly took hold of her and pulled her onto his lap.

"Hey, what are you up to?" he asked, tickling her sides. Natalie chuckled and squirmed.

"Nothing! Daddy!" Jim stopped and watched as Haley walked up to them.

"We weren't doing anything…" she said.

"Hmm… well, if I know Natalie, which I'm pretty sure I do, you guys are up to no good," he said, looking at his daughter.

"Haley, remember our promise," Ryan said. Haley rolled her eyes.

"I know. No touching anything expensive that can break," she said. Ryan chuckled and pulled her to him, kissing the top of her head.

"Daddy, can I go play now?" Natalie asked. Jim nodded and kissed her cheek.

"Yeah, stay out of trouble." She nodded and walked over to her cousin, taking her hand and pulling her away.

"Follow me!" she said. Jim and Ryan both watched their daughters as they disappeared under a table. After a moment Jim took a large swig of his drink and sighed.

"I love Natalie to death but…" Jim trailed off and Ryan nodded.

"You want a son." Jim nodded and looked up as Claire walked over to him.

"Hey, you guys alright? You look like someone ran over your dog." She paused and shot a look at Jim. "Rocky is alright… right?" he chuckled and nodded, taking her hand and giving it a gentle kiss.

"The dog is fine."

"Hey guys!" The Conaways and the Kirks looked up to see Oliver standing before them in a disheveled suit, dripping wet from head to toe.

"Where have you been all night?" Ryan asked, raising an eyebrow at the man standing before him. He knew he probably shouldn't ask, but he couldn't help it.

"I was playing tag with Haley and Natalie. They ending up pushing me into a pool," he explained with a smile, taking a seat next to Claire. She frowned as she moved her dress away from the soaking wet man.

"Jim, I think you need to go find Natalie," she instructed. Jim nodded and rose from the table.

"I swear, that girl can't go one day without getting into trouble," he mumbled. Ryan rose as well.

"You going to find Haley?" Anna asked. Ryan shrugged.

"Well, I was going to head to the bar, but I suppose I can go find the little rug-rat while I'm up," he said sarcastically, causing Anna to chuckle.

"Ha ha, go find our little troublemaker," she instructed. He nodded and left in the same direction Jim had left. He nodded to Rupert who walked past him from the bar towards the head table.

"Are you guys going to cut the cake soon?" Rupert asked as he returned from his eighth trip to the bar. Liam pulled out of the heated kiss with his new husband.

"This soon?" He asked as Alex leaned into his neck, tracing his tongue over Liam's collarbone.

"Dude, you guys have been making out for like two hours. Cut the damn cake already!" Rupert snapped, a slur evident in his voice. Liam placed a quite peck on Alex's cheek before raising to his feet.

"Alright, might as well get this over with. Come on," Liam said, taking Alex's hand. Alex stood up and followed him down to the table, where everyone was beginning to gather.

"So… we ready to just cut?" Alex asked. Liam nodded and smiled at the small Bert and Ernie wedding cake topper.

"Wow… Claire when you told me it was a surprise, I thought you got topless men for the top of the cake," he confessed. Claire chuckled and shrugged.

"Well, I saw this and couldn't resist. You guys really are like Bert and Ernie." Alex rolled his eyes and took the knife.

"Alright, let's serve some cake," he said. He and Liam proceeded to cut the cake and put a rather large slice of it on a plate.

"Here," Liam said, grabbing a handful of it and shoving it in Alex's mouth, Alex chuckled and did the same.

"Jerk," he muttered. Liam chuckled and kissed his husband. After a minute they broke apart when they heard a loud gasp and a couple of high pitched giggles. Claire heard them and looked around the cake, her eyes growing wide when she saw what was going on. Both Natalie and Haley had been hiding under the table, and decided to resurface in order to grasp handfuls of cake and shove it in their mouths. Anna was also close by and stood so she was next to Claire.

"Natalie Rose Kirk, put that cake down!" Claire hissed. Natalie froze and looked over at her mother, her mouth full of cake and her face covered in frosting. Anna was already sending a look to her daughter, and Haley looked as if she were trying to find the exit.

"Uh-oh…" Natalie said. Claire went to take a step forward the same time Natalie and Haley went to run. Unfortunately, the table cloth they were stepping on slipped, causing Haley to fall on her knees. Natalie, instead of letting herself fall, grabbed onto the flimsy table. Between the weight of the ten pound cake, and the tons of plates, the table could not withstand her own weight, and crumbled. The cake fell forward onto both girls, and there was a stunned silence as both girls paused to try and comprehend the fact that they were now almost covered head to toe in cake. Ella, who had been standing not too far from her mother, suddenly ran forward.

"CAKE!" She cried, dropping to the floor and stuffing her face the with sugar filled desert. Claire placed a hand over her face and looked at Liam, who began to laugh hysterically. Alex soon followed and pretty soon the whole room was filled with laughter. Anna walked over and grabbed Ella, while she saw Ryan walk over and pick up Haley from the floor.

"Sorry, I think we better head back," Anna apologized. Liam took a deep breath and shook his head.

"Don't worry about it. I hope you had fun," Liam said. Anna smiled and walked over to the table, where her younger daughters were and the Conaway's soon left. Claire walked over to Natalie, and helped the young girl off the floor, while Jim walked over and picked her up, not really caring about his suit at this point.

"Am I in trouble?" Natalie asked.

"Oh yes, no desert for a week," Claire told her.

"But mom!"

"No…" Natalie looked at her father, who was having a hard time not laughing at the state of his daughter.

"Daddy, I like my pudding cups," She told him. Claire heard Alex begin to laugh and Liam lightly slapped him.

"What did your mother say?" he asked.

"No pudding cups…"

"Alright, sorry to cut this short, but we should probably go," Claire said walking up to her two friends as Jim took Natalie to the washroom to get cleaned up a bit.

"Are you sure?" Liam asked as Claire leaned in for a hug.

"Yeah, we don't want to ruin your reception any more," she apologized as she turned to hug Alex, but Liam refused to let go.

"Are you kidding me? This is probably the best wedding ever!" He squealed in her ear, giving her a strong bear hug.

"Uh… okay?"

"It's pretty memorable, you know? It's not everyday that your best friends' kids drop your wedding cake," Alex explained as he pried his husband's hands off Claire. Claire was relived as the feeling returned back to her arms and she turned to Alex.

"Eh, I guess you're right. Still, it's getting pretty close to Natalie's bedtime," she said. Alex nodded as she pulled away.

"That little troublemaker is in good hands," he said with a smile. Claire returned his smile as a whistle rung through the room. The three of them turned to the door to see Jim standing there with Natalie thrown over his should.

"Not to speed this along or anything, but we really should get going," he shouted as Natalie waved good-bye.

"The cake was yummy!" Natalie called out, waving to her gay 'uncles'. Claire nodded and turned back to the newlyweds.

"Enjoy your honeymoon," she said as she headed towards her husband and daughter.

"Oh trust me, we will," Liam called back with a mischievous smile.

"Why do I get a bad feeling about it?" Alex asked, raising an eyebrow. Liam turned to his new husband and placed a quick kiss on his lips.

"We're not going anywhere until we get all these people out of here," he said with a wink, straightening Alex's tie and walking towards the mass of people. Alex sighed.

"I married the biggest tease in the universe," he mumbled.

Anna placed her youngest daughter in her crib before turning to her husband, who had finished cleaning up their oldest. The middle children had fallen asleep almost as soon as coming home, not that their parents were complaining. Ryan tucked in Haley before turning to her and smiling widely.

"Bed?" he asked. She nodded and let him wrap and arm around her waist.

"These kids are going to be the end of me," she muttered.

"Haley is really the only problem, Ella is getting better, and Terra and Allie are pretty easy going." Anna raised an eyebrow and looked up at him.

"I wonder whose kids they are," she muttered. Ryan shrugged and entered the bedroom with her. Ryan began to undo his tie and looked over at his wife, who was looking at him curiously.

"What's wrong?" Ryan asked, throwing his tie on the bed and walking over to her.

"It's just… are you alright? You seemed a little down recently." Ryan furrowed his eyebrows and shook his head.

"I'm fine. It's just been tiring. You know better than me how difficult it is to work and take care of all these girls," he whispered, his fingers tracing over her cheekbone.

"You think it would be different if we were taking care of boys?" She asked. He sighed and shook his head.

"No, no… I'm just saying I'm tired." She took a hold of his hand and pressed her lips together.

"I want a son too, I'm sorry that we haven't-"

"Anna, don't worry about it. I love you and I love our daughters. I guarantee the only reason this is such a big deal is because I'm tired. Don't be sorry about anything like that. Okay?" she nodded and kissed him.

"We'll try again in a few months, let's just let Almira get a bit older." He nodded and kissed his wife deeply his hands moving up and down her body to get a feel for her curves, a few she achieved giving birth to Terra.

"Thank you, for being my wife," he whispered. She smiled.

"Anytime."

Claire kissed the top of her daughters head and pulled the covers up to cover her. She smiled lightly before leaving the nursery and into the living room, where Rocky was laying. She smiled and kneeled down, scratching behind his ears. He wagged his tail and laid back down when she stood up and walked into her bedroom, chuckling lightly at the sight of her husband trying to scratch off the dried cake.

"You alright over here?" she asked.

"No, I'm probably going to have to buy a new monkey suit."

"Awww, poor Jim, maybe there is something I can do to make it up to you," she suggested, raising her hands to slowly unbutton his dress shirt.

"I don't know, this has gotten me really depressed," he confessed. She peeled away his shirt and ran her hands over his undershirt.

"Hmm… I'm sure I can think of something, Mr. Kirk…" before she could kiss him, he pulled away and took her hands in his. She shot him a confused look and pulled back a little herself.

"Claire…"

"If you weren't in the mood-"

"No, it's not that, I'm always in the mood I just… I…" he sighed and looked down. He wasn't sure when this excessive want for a son started, but he was starting to get really annoyed. With himself, and with Claire.

"Jim, what is it?" He sat down on the bed and brought her with him.

"Claire, I know… I know your pregnancy with Natalie was tough, but… can't we just think about trying again?" he asked. Claire sighed and took one hand away to run it through her hair.

"You know how I feel about that," she said softly. He nodded and let his free hand cup her cheek.

"I understand, and I understand your reasons, but… can you understand me? I'm not saying we should have five more kids, I just want to try once. I just want the chance for a son… please?" he asked. Claire sighed and took a hold of both of his hands.

"You really want to try?" she asked. He nodded and moved a little closer.

"Yes, and I'm going to keep asking you till you say yes. Just one more baby… please?" he asked. She thought about it for a minute before looking at him and nodding.

"I'll get off the shot then," she whispered. Jim smiled widely and kissed her deeply.

"Thank you." She nodded and gave him a look.

"Only one more though. I love you, but you don't have to go through the actual pregnancy." He nodded.

"Only one."

And to the reviews!

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Raxsah: I know, it's almost over. I'm so sad. But we had tons of fun, if I say so myself. I hope you liked the epilogue, and believe it or not, we have even more! Isn't that a scary thought?
Jeck: Eh, we had a good run. Actually, Riley comes back as a zombie and they all go BOOM! :D

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Jeck: Yeah, that's why I only read the seventh book once. I couldn't take all my favorite characters dying! I really liked Tonks too… you know, I really probably put spoiler alert in front of the things I say that are spoilers… oh well, people should have read the book by now. Yeah, Claire and Jim are something special. I mean… Ryan and Anna get married and have tons of babies. Liam and Alex get married and have a few. But Jim and Claire have a baby and then get married. Their relationship had a bunch of ups and downs, but they made it through! YAY! If you had a drunk Liam and Alex, would you take them back to your room? Lol I just very well might… then again, I'm a horrible lesbian sometimes. Unless I'm molesting Raxsah. Then all is right with the world. :3 No, Mr. Ruffles wasn't revealed until the epilogue. He started out as a long running joke and we ended up deciding to make him a real person. A black Russian, in fact. You can tell we're strange people. Part of me thought Rupert/Oliver might have worked, but Rupert is like a father/older brother to Oliver. He just takes care of him and then goes off to get lots of pussy. Rupert… I want to be like you when I grow up. :D Yeah, Ryan and Anna end up with a lot of kids. Poor Ryan… actually, poor Anna's vagina! Ryan kind of needed his own ship. Bouncing from the Berlin to the Enterprise gave him a lot of experience as well as all the noble things he got to do, etc. Besides, Captain Conaway is pretty badass. :D I'm glad you fell in love with us. We kind of fell in love with you too. And honestly, how often does that happen? I mean, I'm in love with the author Rave the Rich, but he barely knows I exist. Though he did give me some good tips… not the point! Thanks for jumping aboard with us on our first real story together and let's hope there's many more in the future for us! All three of us! :D You love Resident Evil too? HUZZAH! You'll definitely enjoy our story then. I'm a band geek. :D And a fanfiction geek. And a video game geek. And yeah, a Harry Potter geek. :D That's pretty badass, I'm not gonna lie. Lord of the Rings was never really my thing though. Raxsah, on the other hand, loves it! Can we group cupcake and eat hugs too?
P.S. My favorite part was when Harry tried out the Snatcher's wand. :D My least favorite part? Any part with the snake… D:
Raxsah: I love the corny! I wish my love life could be that corny. If I had such a love life. I think the epilogue is just smothered in fluffiness and shit. But it's as it should be. We don't talk about how many Harry Potter characters die. It makes me mad. Anyway, I love Natalie. When I'm really bored and Jeck has our new story, I debate if I wanna write a side story with Natalie, because I had a dream about it and I thought it would be fun to write. Hahahahaaa. I'm glad you like Jim and Claire, I finally got them hitched, it only took 27 chapters, a life threatening situations, and a kid to do it. I totally wish Liam and Alex would be my best gay guy friends. Me and Jeck would party all night and every day. OMG, Mr. Ruffles. Aren't you glad we finally introduced him? We already have an overly gay couple, we don't need Rupert and Oliver being gay for each other too. Ryan and Anna together forever. No doubt about that home slice. Hahahahaaa, the whole parasite thing is all me. I used it for an argument in government class back in high school, and it kinda stuck. They will never let me live it down. We wanted to give Ryan a ship to make up for the fact that we ruined his life a couple of times. See, in the end we're nice to our characters. Alex will not be the God father, just the gay uncle. Hahahahaaa. I'm so glad you have come to love our story, and us as well. I personally have loved reading your reviews. It's nice to find someone who is supportive of something we put our hearts into. Lord of the Rings is AMAZING. I spent 60 bucks to buy the directors cut special edition. I LOVE IT! I love some of the Lord of the rings fan fictions on here. Shaun of the Dead is hilarious! I was watching that the other day. It has helped me perfect my Zombie plan! Star Wars is AMAZING! I grew up on the shit! Star Trek is fantastic. The Next Generation is the best series, though the Original Series is pretty amazing as well. Lord of the Rings is what I wish my writing could be like. My dad used to read them to me as a kid, now that I'm older I love it! I made Jeck sit down and watch the directors cut of the Fellowship and the Twin Towers. Hahahahaaa. I'm slightly evil. How can you not obsessed with Harry Potter? It's like… Harry Potter! I am a Pirates dork. Like, you have no idea how excited I am for the new Pirates of the Caribbean movie. I'm going to drag Jeck to that one too. Hahahahaaa. It's okay to be geeks, geeks have major fun! Without Drugs! Yay for cupcakes! And I guess I'll deal with the hugs, if it's with you and Jeck! Thank you for your support hun.
P.S. My favorite part of the movie was when everyone was transforming into Harry. Oh, and when Ron is like "Oh no, my wife is all alone in the interrogation room downstairs." And Harry goes: "Ron, you don't have a wife." "Oh, right…" I actually like that whole scene really.

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Raxsah: In no way could we write a sequel, sorry, I just don't think we have it in us. We do have a Resident Evil story, and even if you don't like it, you should read it. Hopefully the fact that the epilogue being so long will make up for the story being over. Even if you don't like our new story, we hope we eventually write one that you like and will read. It is a pleasure getting reviews from you.
Jeck: The epilogue won't be so bad, I promise. Sadly, all good things must come to an end. And all fucking amazing things must come to an end after a really long ass epilogue. Which one is this, I wonder… TRUST ME, we will keep writing. We've got this story, two side stories so far, and we're starting to work on our new Resident Evil story. I mean, zombies and sex make for a pretty good story. Well… not zombie sex. That's just my thing. :D

Parallel Days
Jeck: I had a whole month off from school to recover from having my gallbladder out… guess what I did? Not college stuff. Mostly writing with Raxsah. :D And/or hanging out with her. And avoiding evil ex girlfriends (watch out, Scott Pilgrim, I might have you beat for the squeal :p). Wow, I feel sorry for your mom. And you, since all your new friends probably think you're a freak. But that's okay… Raxsah and I don't think you're a freak! WE'LL BE YOUR FRIENDS! Or at least I will. :D Our epilogue has lots of those happy moments. We're not evil SOBs who would kill off all the characters in the epilogue. Sadly, it happens… I ALMOST CRIED WHEN DOBBY DIED! Oh um… spoiler alert? Lol Well, for everyone who hasn't read the books/seen the movies. You should come to my emo corner, we have tool belts! :D
Raxsah: It's funny, because when you sent that review I was at school, and I was supposed to be in my Education class, but decided to find a corner to chill in instead. The intensity was needed, after all the drama we threw at our characters, it would be out of character not to have an intense ending. There are plenty of happy moments here, and only more to come! I know, poor Fred and George, she couldn't keep the twins? Seriously? They were my favorite! We hope you enjoyed this first ending, just wait till the next one!

Raxsah: Jeck, one down, one to go, then it's over. =( that makes me sad.
Jeck: I know. But they'll be so much more in the future, you'll probably forget about this story.
Raxsah: This is truth, I'll just have to distract myself with cheesecake. Yum, cheesecake.
Jeck: I keep hearing promises of cheesecake and yet there is no cheesecake here! D:
Raxsah: It's upstairs in the fridge. There is a whole flight of stairs. I kinda want coffee too… but that would not be smart. As soon as we're done this we will go for the cheesecake, I promise!
Jeck: Good, because I'm still hungry. That pizza sitting there is tempting… oh wait, we were talking about a story, weren't we?
Raxsah: Probably. I think we should wrap this up, because as much as I love talking about the end of the story, this is not the end. And Cheesecake is right here, right now. Where as the end is postponed till next week. But everyone should review to make us happy, because we like reviews.
Jeck: Yes, yes we do. And we like cheesecake. So if you figure out how to send us cheesecake via review, I will rape you. :D Just the way you like it!
Raxsah: It's not rape if you giggle! (Warning: In NO WAY WHAT-SO-EVER do I condone rape. NOT ONE BIT!) But seriously, it's not rape if you giggle.
Jeck: It's not rape if I do it to you, either. No doesn't work anymore. Anyway, we'll rape this up. Lol I said rape instead of wrap. :D
Raxsah: So easily amused. Anyway, Thanks everyone who is sticking with us. One more to go and then onto bigger and better things. Till next week lovelies.
Jeck: ZOMBIE SEX FACE!

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