The Disclaimers: Star Trek in all its forms and series belongs to Gene Roddenberry and the corporations. I am just borrowing them for this fan fiction and mean no disrespect nor am I making a profit on the work.

This is a sequel to IDIC Future King. Part 4 in the IDIC universe.

By Lisa AKA Fire Star

Archive: Selek Yes anyone else let me know where.

2008/2/7

IDIC- A New World Order

Part 27 Homecoming PG

Martel and Heather's arrival with the family was an important event. John Grayson was pleased that his cousin was here. John was looking forward to picking Devin's brain for new ideas on his star ships. Having a member of Star Fleet in the family could prove useful. He had been trying for years to get him to join the family business. However Devin had always preferred the stars. This last posting on a space station had been more for Kelly and Heather. Now however John had high hopes of getting him to reconsider.

John smiled widely as his family disembarked.

Devin grinned and for once was actually glad to see his cousin. He was the one thing that seemed normal in all of this. He grasp his hand and was rather surprised to be pulled into a hug.

"It is good to see you." John. "Come on let's get your bags. I see the women are coming now."

"Yes, Heather was feeling a little air sick. There was turbulence on the way down. Kelly and Martel stayed with her. Skon and T'Mir are getting a medical clearance. I guess there is an out break of Marsian flu and the port authorities are being difficult."

John chuckled at this. "Well don't worry Skon will soon straighten them out. So, little Heather is bonded. How did that happen exactly? I thought you said she was not dating until she was thirty?"

Devin could not help it he began to laugh. The tension from the last weeks melted away. While he and John had not always been overly close they had been friends as children. This teasing reminded him of simpler times and for that Devin was grateful. He smiled. "Oh I missed that. I did say it but, then I was worried about human boys. Never thought my girl find her knight in shining armor from Vulcan."

John sobered and then grinned. "I do so know that feeling." He clapped his cousin on the back as they went to gather the luggage.

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"Lady Heather is not contagious she does not have the flu." T'Mir explained to the human doctor once more. This male was ridiculously stubborn.

"Look she is feverish and she just lost her cookies. I will have to place her in quarantine alone." The youthful medic said firmly. "We can not have her infecting the whole planet now." Agent Travis Jerks contended.

Heather looked panicked for a moment. She moved closer to Martel who gathered her into his arms. This action startled the human who had never seen a Vulcan so openly affectionate.

"My daughter is not sick. She has always gotten airsick." Kelly said trying to be reasonable. It was in fact the truth. She had also inherited the Reed sensitivity to motion sickness. The family curse Devin called it. It came from Admiral Malcolm Reed and it seemed to affect ever Reed to some degree.

"Lady we have to be sure. Look you can visit her. However her Vulcan … Friends are not allowed to. Only family and her doctor."

T'Mir stiffened her brow rising. "I am this young ladies healer."

Martel glared. "You will not confine my bond-mate." He glared coldly. While Heather was out of the fires he was still concerned. He was not letting her out of his sight until T'Mir was certain that there would be no further complications.

"Look Lady She needs a human doctor to clear her." The agent said. "We don't need none of that Vulcan mumbo jumbo."

"Look Mr. Mr Jerks I am Pregnant not contagious." Heather said. She blushed and looked down. Clearly not wanting to have reveled that important information in so embarrassing a way.

Martel froze. He looked down at Heather a question in his eyes. "A child?"

"I think so. It is only logical after all." She blushed. "I mean…Well you know. Our honeymoon."

Martel face broke out into a large smile.

Mr. Jerks the agent was dumb struck. A smiling Vulcan? What the hell was going on? "Look I am going to call security if you try to cause trouble. The girl needs to be confined alone. It is the law."

"That is not happening human. " Martel said. He glared. "My wife and I are going to the Vulcan Consulate Now."

Jerks called for security but he froze as he spotted a team from the Vulcan Consulate enter the terminal. They were all armed and he knew that their rent a cops would be no match.

"I am gona file a protest!" He said firmly.

"Go ahead. No one cares Human." Garak said firmly. "Are you alright. Amanda thought you might need some help. She said something about motion sickness?"

Heather grinned. "Well at least I have an excuse this time. I am fine Garak." Heather noted that Daniel was walking over to the official. He whispered something into his ear.

"Ok fine get out of here then." He humped and stalked off.

"What did you tell him Daniel?" Garak asked.

"Oh nothing much. I just asked if he would rather be working on Pluto base checking ID's there. I mean it is not like John could not get the president to transfer that fool."

Garak laughed. "I like the way you think boy. There might be hope for you humans yet."

Daniel grinned. He suddenly felt very much a part of the family.

TBC…