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In an instant, Kirk, Spock, Bones, Spencer, and Stolik were caught in the beam and reappeared in transporter room.

"Come on, let's get him to sickbay," instructed McCoy.

Spencer picked up his husband bridal style and the five of them proceeded to run through the corridors of the Enterprise. Jim was impressed that Spencer could carry Stolik like that, considering how much weight the pregnant man had put on, but it was probably an adrenaline rush.

"It's okay, sweetie, everything's going to be fine," Spencer whispered reassuringly.

"Spencer…" was all the Vulcan said, clinging to his husband's shirt desperately.

When they reached sickbay, Spencer carried Stolik right into surgery where McCoy's team was already standing by. "Get him prepped while Spencer and I disinfect," the doctor ordered, ushering Spencer inside the disinfection chamber.

"He's gonna be okay, right?" Spencer asked.

"Now I'm not gonna lie to you, so I can't say yes, but the odds are very good. I promise you I'll do everything in my power to keep your husband and your daughter safe. Now put these on!" he tossed Spencer some scrubs as he got into his own.

When Spencer and McCoy returned to the operating room, Stolik was prepped and lying nervously on the table, doctors and nurses surrounding him. None of them had ever seen a male give birth to a Vulcan-human hybrid child and would probably never get another chance.

"How you doing, Stolik?" McCoy asked.

"Please, Leonard, this is no time for pleasantries! Just deliver my baby!" he growled.

"Alright, someone get me the local anaesthetic!" said the doctor, holding out his hand expectantly. One of the nurses quickly handed him a hypo which he stuck into Stolik's spine, effectively eliminating the pain of having one's abdomen sliced open.

McCoy grabbed one of the disinfected scalpels and prepared to make the first incision. "Spencer, hold his hand. And if you don't like the look of green blood, you might want to look away."

As Spencer took Stolik's hand, they could feel each other's fear through the physical contact. But there was also an undercurrent of faith; if any doctor was going to safely deliver their child, it was Leonard McCoy.

Not too long later, the screaming of a healthy half-Vulcan child could be heard ringing through the OR. "Stolik, Spencer, here's your daughter," McCoy said softly, handing the little greenish baby to Stolik, who was desperately trying not to think about the fact that his abdomen was sliced open.

The Vulcan was too awed for words as he took his daughter into his arms. "Oh my God. Stolik… she's beautiful," Spencer whispered, as if any noise could make the scene before them vanish.

"Lenore. Lenore T'Spock Jamie Hansen," Stolik murmured his daughter's name like a prayer.

Spencer ever so softly ran his finger over Lenore's little pointed ear. It was so perfect, just like Stolik's. Lenore opened her eyes and stared up at Spencer; he gasped at how innocent and deep they were. This child's mind was completely uncorrupted, she was a blank slate and she was oh so delicate and precious. It baffled Spencer to think that she knew nothing of pain, or ugliness. All she knew at that moment was love.

As McCoy looked at the happy scene between fathers and child, he couldn't help but remember the birth of his own precious daughter. How tiny and innocent she had been when he held her for the first time and how happy she had made him. But that was all gone now. Even though Joanna was just on the planet below, the next day she would be gone, lightyears away and God knows how long it would be before he saw her again… But now was not the time to have an emotional breakdown. He pulled himself together and helped the nurses close up the incision.

"Go get Jim and Spock," Stolik told Bones once he was all fixed up. "They should see her." Bones nodded and left the OR.

Waiting out in the lobby were Jim and Spock, still in their pajamas. "Did everything go okay? How's the baby?" Jim blurted nervously.

"Everything's fine, Jim. She's beautiful. Why don't you come on in and see her?"

Jim and Spock followed Bones to see the two proud fathers. Spencer was now holding Lenore and neither he nor Stolik looked up when the fiancés entered. They were too engrossed in their own little world and the new life they had brought into it.

Jim, Spock, and Leonard just stood there and looked at them. Leonard just remembered the contentment and joy that Joanna had brought him. Jim saw how happy the fathers looked and wondered if fatherhood would make him that happy. Ever since Spock Prime had told him that his counterpart had a child, Jim couldn't stop thinking about it. Spock couldn't help but picture himself, Jim, and Leonard holding a child of their own; it was a very pleasant mental image. Fatherhood had always been a fascinating prospect to him.

Spencer finally looked up, pulling the three of them from the reveries. "Leonard, what do we uh, do now?" he asked.

"Well, you gotta sign the birth certificate and then you can take her home. She's all yours," said Leonard.

"We do not know how to take care of a baby!" said Stolik.

"You'll know. Trust your paternal instincts," Leonard told them. "And if that fails, you can always come talk to us. We're here for you."

"Are you also available for babysitting?" the Vulcan inquired.

"Jesus, we just got her and your already trying to get rid of her! ?" gasped Spencer overdramatically.

"No! Not yet…" said Stolik.

Jim and Leonard chuckled and Spock cracked a brief smile. "Of course. I mean, as long as we're not off fighting Klingons a hundred lightyears away," said Jim.

"We certainly do not want Lenore in the middle of that," said Stolik.

Leonard nodded and grabbed the birth certificate papers from a nurse. "Now for the fun part," he said, handing the stack to Spencer.

After all the paper work had been taken care of, Jim, Spock, and Leonard were once again standing at the end of the aisle, arm in arm, in their pajamas. "This is the last time we walk down the aisle today or so help me God," muttered McCoy.

"Relax, Bonesy, this is twice the fun," said Jim, squeezing his hand.

The doctor took in a deep breath. "I suppose your right. I don't mind being interrupted to deliver a baby, but if we get interrupted because Starfleet wants us to go kill some Romulans, then all the admirals are gonna end up with hypos in their necks. Except Pike of course," he said, glancing at Chris Pike who was sitting with the rest of Jim's family.

"The odds that we will be interrupted again are very slim, Leonard. Would you like me to calculate them for you?" asked Spock.

"No, I think I'm good, darlin'."

The music started and they made their way down the aisle again. At the end they met Spencer and Stolik who was now holding Lenore in his arms.

"Well, seeing as I've already given my spiel," began Spencer. "Let's just get to the marriage part. Do you, James Tiberius Kirk take Leonard Horatio McCoy and Spock of Vulcan to be your lawfully wedded husbands?"

"Hell yes I do," said Jim.

"Good. Now, do you, Leonard Horatio McCoy, take James Tiberius Kirk and Spock of Vulcan to be your lawfully wedded husbands?"

"You know I do," he said, smiling uncontrollably.

"Okay, almost there people! Last but not least, do you, Spock of Vulcan, take James Tiberius Kirk and Leonard Horatio McCoy to be your lawfully wedded husbands?"

"I do." He didn't bother to control his happiness, even with his father watching.

"Good, because if you didn't this would have been like a huge waste of time. By Tevisian law I now pronounce you to be married! You may kiss if you can figure out how to do it all together!"

The three newlyweds held their fingers together so each was Vulcan kissing the other two and then leaned in for a clumsy three way kiss. The guests cheered. Some claim that even Ambassador Sarek smiled.

"Is that it? We're really married? No one interrupted us? Nothing blew up? No redshirts died?" asked Jim when the kiss finally broke.

Leonard laughed and ran a hand through his husband's blonde locks. "We're really married, Jim. That's it!"

"Well, that's not quite it," Spencer chimed in. He echoed Leonard's earlier words as he handed them a stack of paper work. "Now for the fun part!"

Bones sighed. "Why does everything good in life require paperwork?"

"Oh God," Jim moaned as Spock gently pressed him against the wall. "This is the best honeymoon ever."

"Oh please, Jim. We're just in our quarters," said Bones, tossing a bag of wedding gifts onto the bed. "This isn't a honeymoon."

"It's the night of our wedding," said Jim as Spock kissed his neck. "It's a honeymoon."

Spock pulled away from Jim and turned to Leonard. "Would you like me to show you what will make this night so enjoyable?" he asked mischievously, grabbing Leonard and pinning him to the bed.

"Or… How about I show you?" asked Leonard flipping them over so Spock was on the bottom.

"I believe I would find that most enjoyable," purred the Vulcan.

"So would I," Jim panted from where he was still leaning against the wall.

"Git over here," Bones told him as he began to unbutton Spock's plaid pajama shirt.

"Your accent is so sexy, Bones," said Jim, joining them on the bed.

"I agree," panted Spock, shrugging out of his now unbuttoned shirt and reaching up to kiss the doctor. Bones groaned in pleasure and rocked their hips together.

"Okay, as hot as it is to watch, I have to get in on this!" said Jim, frantically peeling off his own clothes and pulling Bones onto him. "God I love being married," he moaned.

Later that night, snuggled securely between his husbands, Leonard dreamed that he was holding a precious newborn baby. Jim and Spock were on either side of him and they were all looking down at the little bundle of joy. She was their child and they loved her more anything in the universe. The dream was happier than any dream he could ever remember having. But good dreams can quickly turn into nightmares.

He was alone with the baby. Jim and Spock were nowhere to be found and he grew cold. He held the baby tighter as he wandered around the empty dreamscape, looking for someone, anything. And boy did he find someone. Suddenly his ex-wife stood in front of him. She seemed giant and menacing, scarier than any boogeyman. And as she glared at Leonard, he began to feel very small, all the while still clutching his daughter tight to his chest.

Jocelyn held out her menacing hands to Leonard expectantly. He broke out into a cold sweat as he realized what she wanted. "No. No you can't have her!" he yelled.

But it was useless; Jocelyn had pried the screaming child out his arms. "No! Give her back! No!" He yelled and began chasing her, but the faster he ran, the farther away Jocelyn got. "No dammit! No!"

He woke up screaming and Jim and Spock jolted awake at the same time. Before he even had time to process what was going on, Leonard had tears streaming down his cheeks and buried his face in his hands, shaking violently.

Jim and Spock both had their arms wrapped around him in an instant. "Shh shh, Bones. It's okay. We've got you," Jim whispered comfortingly, gently rocking the three of them back and forth.

"It was just a dream, Leonard," said Spock softly, running his hands through the sobbing man's hair.

His head pounding, Leonard took in a deep shaky breath and tried to stop crying. Jim spoke once Leonard had calmed down a bit. "Damn, Bones, you can't catch a break can you? All these years and you still have nightmares about losing Joanna."

Since the three of them had been sharing dreams since they bonded, they all knew it was not an unusual occurrence for Leonard to have nightmares about his divorce. But going back over the dream in his head, Spock realized something was different about this particular nightmare.

"Jim…" began Spock. "I do not believe the child in the dream was Joanna."

Jim furrowed his brow in confusion. "It wasn't? Who else would it be?"

"I believe… it was our child."

At that, Bones was hit with another wave of tears.

"Hey… hey, Bones, look at me," said Jim softly, tilting Leonard's chin up and looking into the teary bloodshot eyes.

Spock wiped the tears from Leonard's cheeks as Jim stared at him with endless love and sympathy. "Is Spock right? Was it our baby?" Jim asked gently.

Not trusting his voice, Leonard nodded. Jim took him into his arms. "Oh, Bones, come here. You want to have a baby?"

"I'm sorry," the doctor muttered into the crook of Jim's neck.

Jim pulled back to look him in the eyes. "What? Why?"

"I shouldn't be bothering you two with my own problems. You shouldn't feel like you have to have a kid just to get me to shut up."

"Leonard, you will never bother us," Spock assured him. "And if we have a child it will certainly not be to get you to shut up."

The doctor wiped his nose. "You mean you two might actually consider having a kid with me?"

"Actually, I've already been considering it," admitted Jim.

"As have I," said Spock. "Seeing Stolik and Spencer with their daughter elicited an emotional reaction from me…"

"Me too. And ever since Spock Prime told me that his Jim had David… I haven't been able to stop thinking about it," said Jim.

"So… do you want to have a baby?" Bones asked.

"Well, it's something we'll have to think about…" said Jim. "But if it's a simple yes or no, then I'd have to say yes."

"Spock?" asked Bones, turning to the Vulcan.

Spock wiped a few last tears from his husband's face and pulled him down to lie next to him. "I would love to, t'hy'la."

Leonard's loveable smile spread across his face. "Really? Oh God, oh Spock!" At a loss for words he smashed his lips into the Vulcan's. Spock kissed back happily. Bones then turned his attention to Jim and treated him to an equally joyous kiss. Laying his head back down on his pillow, the doctor sighed in content. "We're gonna have a baby."

Like that happy ending? It makes me smile lol. I got all my info on c-sections from wikipedia so if its a little unrealistic... this is science fiction!

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