James Tiberius Kirk Junior

"Jim, wait here." I stopped my brother in front of Liza's house, and walked inside. "Liza! James! You've got a visitor!" A loud clamber came from upstairs as my best friend, a nineteen-year-old, and her adorable, blue-eyed, already long legged daughter James, three-years-old, scrambled down the steps together like mother and daughter when they're called together and are still young.

"Who is it?" Liza tried to get pasy until she saw my look. "Jim? James Tiberius Kirk Senior?" Liza asked. I nodded and led her slowly to the door. Jim was patiently waiting outside, standing at attention like Mr. Spock always does while walking. I opened the door and little James clambered out to bump into Jim's legs.

"Are you my biological father?" She asked. Although three, she has the vocabulary of a Vulcan child.

"Whoa, kiddo! You've got my First Officer's vocab, young lady! I am your biological father." He crouched down to her eyelevel and smiled widely. "You've got my eyes."

"And your talent in wooing men, even with that vocabulary." Liza and I said in bored toned unison. James, both of them, looked up at us with wide smiles. "Yep, just like your father in talent, charm, and looks. She had blond hair like yours, Jim, but she wanted it dyed black like mine."

"That's fine. I don't mind that my daughter wants her mother's hair, just as long as she has her daddy's eyes." Jim picked the giggling child up and swung her around a couple of times. He used to do that with me, too. "You're the most adorable woman I've seen, James. Besides your mother and Auntie Nelly." He added swiftly before Liza could react.

"There may be another coming, Jim. You're going to be a dad of an older sister and a half-little brother." Liza smiled nervously when Jim turned to look at her. "I'm going to have to care for another man's child? Who'd dare to touch her?" ran trough his mind, I could tell by the angry/curious look on his face.

"Why are you pregnant again if I haven't been here?" Jim asked, placing James on the ground. She scurried to me, knowing her father was going to be angry about the explaination. I picked her up and stood by Bones. "How long has it been? How many weeks or months?"

"I...had been drunk and the bar tender took advantage of me. When we were going at it, I apparently moaned your name, and he grew scared. He left town the next morning as I was getting a hangover. That was eight months ago." Liza explained, tears filling up and flowing from her dark brown eyes. She held her bulging tummy and looked down at it lovingly through her saddened tears. "I didn't mean to do it with another man. It was a total accident. I love only you, Jim. But, do you love me back?" Jim walked straight up to Liza and hugged her tightly, but not enough to harm the child inside her.

"I do love you. If I could find that man, I'd strangle him myself for taking advantage of you." Jim nuzzled Liza's cheek, kissing away the tears. It moved me to tears, and little James's hands wiped them away. "I'd throw him in jail for taking advantage of another man's woman." Ok, this definitely made me break down to tears.

"Wow. What's his name gonna be, Liza? Tell him." I laughed as I threw that out there. Jim's gonna still be a Senior, since Liza wanted her male child to be the same as his sister. The only thing is, she's going to change little James to Liza. I smiled at the thought and looked down at the mother look-alike.

"His name is going to be James Tiberius Kirk Junior, and the current James is going to be named Liza, after me, instead." Everyone looked at little James, who broke out in a smile and reached for her daddy. I handed the small circle their child before turning to Bones.

"Haven't you ever wished you could have that?" He looked at me, then at Jim, James-soon-to-be-Liza, and Liza sadly.

"I did, excluding a child. I was hoping to have one, but never got the chance. My wife, after a few months of getting a lot out of me, divorced me. She took the whole planet, my money, my home, everything." Bones sighed. "She turned into such a witch before I came to the conclusion of alcohol and StarFleet." I giggled.

"Kind of like me, with the drinking. I like Irish and German ale."

"Me too." Then, with the silence, we watched James Tiberius Kirk Jumior play with her dad's hair and crawl all over him, enjoying herself along with Jim's laughter.

(Sorry if this chapter was confusing, whoever reads this. I know it's kind of strange that James Tiberius Kirk, Captain of the U.S.S. Enterprise, would fall in love and have a child *cough, children, cough* to take care of. If someone reviews along with a good idea for the next chapter, I may go a little slower in finishing this one rather than rushing it like some of the other stories I've written. PLZ REVIEW!!!)