Chris

"Christopher," Jamie practically purred sending tingles through his body.

"You do that on purpose, don't you?" he asked.

She whispered, "Yes," in his ear before kissing his neck. He opened his eyes and looked up at her, she was straddling him.

"Hey," he said with a chuckle before he flipped them both over so that he was on top of her, pinning her to the bed.

"Hmm. No fair, Christopher."

"Do you want to know what's not fair, beautiful?" he whispered in her ear, his voice rough from sleep. "You. The way you look, the way you taste, the way you smell, the way every inch of your beautiful body feels against mine and the way you sound when you say my name. All I want to do is keep you in this bed. I don't know which is worse, you like this or you in that damn uniform dress. Do you know how many times I've dreamed about us in the chair? That, my love, is not fair." She looked up at him with her bright blue eyes.

"Sex in the command chair is such a Captain thing to dream about, sweetheart?" Chris chuckled and kissed her. He ran his hands along her sides and pressed his body against hers. He would go just far enough and then pull back. "Chris…," he could hear the need and want in her voice, had her and she knew it. Jamie's eyes were filled with love and lust, he was driving her insane. Chris pulled away again, and then he slid into her. "Oh my God."

He was deliberately moving slowly; watching his wife as the tension built. He kissed her neck, along her jaw and her lips. As they moved together, she begged him to move faster between kisses. He began to pick up speed, she was so close to falling apart, and he was pushing her further and further. "Chris…" He locked his eyes with hers and changed the angle of his movements. It sent her spiraling over the edge; she pulled him over with her.

Chris touched his forehead to hers, "You okay?" She didn't speak, just nodded; her body still trembling in his arms. Chris made a move to get up but Jamie held on to him, refusing to let go. Chris rolled them over so that Jamie was lying across his chest; running one hand through her hair and the other hand along her spine, "Wanna tell me what's going through that beautiful brain of yours, J."

"I should mess with you more often," she chuckled. "I'm also thinking about how much I love you," she whispered against his chest. "Sometimes it hits me so hard that I can't… I don't know what I'd do if..."

Chris chuckled, "I know the feeling." He truly did, there was a time right after the Lovell was destroyed when he thought he might never see her again. Every part of him hurt, he couldn't breathe... Chris felt like he was going to die. He didn't know where she was or if she was okay. Chris was sure that he scared those closest to them when he shut down. If it wasn't for Hobelia and Zane holding them all together, he doesn't know what would have happened.

Now, she was leaving again but it was different, she wasn't a civilian or in training, she was an officer. Chris finally understood what she said to him when he was on the Lake. She was sixteen, he was talking to her over comm and before they hung up, she said, "Too bad I'm here. It feels like my heart is light years away." He tried to get her assigned to the Yorktown but Garrovick, as one of her instructors, beat him to the punch. He was lucky to get Spock and Kelso.

He held her tighter, "Come back to me, J."

"Always."

November 2254

Jamie

"'Cause it's too cooooooold, for you here... and now, so let me hooooooold, both your hands in... the holes of my sweater…" Jamie rolled her eyes and cut him off.

"Gary, no." This was her fault; Jamie loved that song and since she and Gary spent so much time together –the Gamma shift badasses- he had heard it while they were hanging out. "That's going to be stuck in my head all shift. I don't think Commander Chenowyth would like it too much if we burst into song on the bridge."

Commander Art Chenowyth was the Farragut's XO who often took Gamma shift instead of Beta. Jamie liked him; he was a good officer who was always teaching them things. Apparently, he liked her as well, he had heard about her turn at the Kobayashi Maru test –everybody heard about it- and was impressed that she had beaten the test. There were those who thought she cheated –and she ended up in front of the board, again- but the admiralty awarded her a commendation for her original thinking. When Gary, Lee and Spock asked her how and why, she simply stated that she didn't believe in no-win situations. Even though she thinks it needs work, she did defend the idea of the test, "how we face death is at least as important as how we face life."

The shift was going much as they always do, until Jamie's screen lit up, "Sir, I'm reading multiple warp signatures on an intercept course." Chenowyth looked at her, "Can you I.D. them, Kirk?"

"No known configuration, sir... I have a fourth ship... five, six ships. I think we're looking at pirates, sir." Chenowyth ordered the red alert as Jamie and Mitchell registered the targets locking weapons.

Gary notified the XO, "They're preparing to fire, sir." Garrovick entered the bridge and took the command chair, Chenowyth moved to one of the engineering stations on the bridge.

"Kirk, prepare to return fire at will. Mitchell, evasive maneuvers," their captain ordered.

"Aye, sir." Jamie had a feeling that this wasn't going to end well.

Chris

"I'm fine. My leg is a mess but nothing that can't be fixed. I'll be back to fighting shape in a few days. This isn't any worse than the stuff you pull. Besides, I saved the ship. Chenowyth said, and I quote, 'Lieutenant Kirk is a fine young officer who performed with uncommon bravery.' It's going in my file. Can you believe that?" Chris couldn't help but smile at his wife. She was banged up, her ship was at Starbase Seven getting emergency repairs but she was still smiling.

"You know, you're going to give me gray hairs, J."

She laughed, "You already have a few. I think it looks good on you though."

He shook his head and smiled, "You would."

"Well, I do have this thing for older men."

"Men?" he asked.

She chuckled, "Well, just one. He's handsome, smart, brave and he cares about others. I love him so much it hurts."

"Well I love you more. I'll prove it to you when you get back."

May 2255

Charlie

"Was it something I said?" Jamie bolted out of the room like a bat outta hell. Cody offered to check on her, Boyce close behind them. It was the first time that Charlie had seen Chris and Jamie at the same time in almost a year, they had both been out in the black. The Yorktown had shorter tours while the Farragut was out for ten months, the only reason they came back was for repairs that couldn't be done at a space station.

Chris had accepted a job at Starfleet Academy and was due to begin when the next class was picked up. With the Farragut in dock, Jamie was working on the new flagship with Scotty. They named it Enterprise. Starfleet gave the public some good sounding official reasons for the name but Jamie told the family that she and Archer did it for Hoshi.

The rest of the 'kids' were doing well. One was promoted to Captain of the Yorktown and named Shran as her first officer. Cody was working as a lawyer for kids while Zane continued his research with Starfleet, turning down every colony they threw at him. Spock and Lee stayed on the Yorktown and Mitchell was flying diplomats around. It made Charlie happy to see his family doing so well, even when they look like crap.

"You alright, kiddo?" he asked. Jamie sat down next to Chris and Boyce handed her a glass of water.

"Drink that," the doctor told her. Hobelia gave her a knowing look and smiled.

"How far?"

Chris

"What?" Chris looked at his wife, "How far for what?"

"Five weeks according to the scan Phil just did," Jamie muttered. His step-mom squealed like a schoolgirl and pulled Jamie into a hug. The guys had no idea what was going on.

"Phil, help us out," Chris said to his friend.

"Give her a second," Phil said, "She'll tell you. The rest of us should clear out after she does." Chris looked at his wife and waited. She took a deep breath.

"I wasn't sure this could even happen and usually we're careful but then I guess we weren't and... I... I'm pregnant." A baby. She just said that they were going to have a baby. "I know we didn't exactly plan this and I have no idea what to do because I didn't really have a mom and... Chris, please say something." He hadn't realized that he was staring at her. Jamie had tears in her eyes and Chris was sure she was terrified.

"I… we're…" He didn't have the words, so, he kissed her. He was going to be a father; Jamie was going to be a mother. How the hell did he get do lucky?

"Alright, dude. Can we hug Jimmy before you keep her to yourself?" Chris nodded at Cody who pulled her into a hug. "I told you, you're going to be a great mama, just you wait."

That night after everybody cleared out and they went to bed, Chris watched her as she slept. There was no outward indication that she was different but there was a glow. He couldn't help but smile when Jamie snuggled closer to him, "I love you, both of you."

August 2255

Jamie

"Lass, get down before you hurt yourself or the wee one." This was beginning to annoy the crap out of her, she's not an invalid. She could still do things while pregnant, if she was further along she would understand but she was only eighteen weeks and the morning sickness was gone. For the first time in a while, she felt good.

"Piss off, Monty," she said to her friend. She loved Scotty. He was the crazy older brother that every engineer wishes they had but lately, he was being super over-protective. Jamie knew that it was because of the baby but she was at the end of her rope. Between Chris, Cody, Zane, Hobelia, Phil and Scotty it was getting to be a bit much. Charlie was the only one who was on her side, "women work while pregnant all the time, she's not even showing, leave her be."

"Lass, I don't want yer husband to have my arse, it's bad enough tha we're working late. Now, get down. Don't make me pull rank," he didn't order her but it was damn close. Jamie rolled her eyes.

"Fine, you finish it. I'm going to grab something to eat. I might bring you a sandwich... I might eat it myself, we'll see."

The bar at Riverside Shipyard was about the only place to get good food, including sandwiches. Jamie entered and spotted some of the people she and Scotty worked with. She waved and headed to the bar.

"Hey, Cliff." The bartender looked at her and smiled.

"The usual?" She nodded as he put in her food order and gave her a ginger ale. Jamie was people watching when she heard a young cadet rattle off an impressive list of drinks.

"That's a lot of drinks for one person."

The girl chuckled, "That's rich coming from someone drinking ginger ale." Jamie moved closer to the cadet.

"Don't drink, here for the food. I'm Jamie. And you are…?" The cadet rolled her eyes.

"Uhura."

"What are you studying?" Jamie was curious, the girl –Uhura- looked and her.

"Xenolinguistics, you have no idea what that means, do you?" Jamie smiled, not the first time someone thought she was a dumb blonde.

"The study of alien languages; morphology, phonology and syntax. Means you've got a talented tongue, Uhura."

"Here, I thought all you townies were just having sex with your cousins."

Jamie laughed, "I'm not a townie, I had family that used to live here, but San Fran is home. And you just gave me the worst visual, my cousin is like my big brother. So, eww." Before Uhura could say anything, these idiot cadets came over and started to hassle them. She was fine until one grabbed her arm. "I'm going to tell you once to get your hand off of me, cadet. I'm the last person you want to mess with right now."

He laughed, "Oh yea, why is that?" He didn't see Chris come in.

"Because you'll have to deal with me," the captain told the cadet. Every cadet in the room went to attention. "You good, Lieutenant?" The shock on their faces was hilarious.

"Yes, sir. I guess they never thought that some of the people in the bar on fleet property would be in the fleet. I think that shows a lack of intellect and judgment, sir," she said.

"I think you might be right, Lieutenant. All of you, outside. Now." They ran past Chris, even the civilians. Uhura whispered a quick thanks and followed the others. "What are you doing in here?" Jamie picked up the bag on the counter next to her.

"Food."

Chris nodded, "Go eat and get some sleep, we leave at oh-eight hundred." Jamie gave him a quick kiss.

"Don't be too mean to the idiots. I might wait up for you."

Leonard

How the hell did he end up on a shuttle heading to San Francisco? Oh yea, it was the crazy bitch's fault. Making his way from the bathroom –this officer is hot but she might kill me- he found to the only empty seat, it was next to a girl in her early twenties wearing jeans, boots, a t-shirt and a leather jacket.

"I might throw up on you," he grumbled.

She smiled, "These things are pretty safe and Pike's a good pilot."

He huffed, "don't pander to me, kid. One tiny crack in the hull and our blood boils in thirteen seconds. A solar flare might crop up, cook us in our seats. And while you're sitting pretty with a case of Andorian shingles, see if you're still so relaxed when your eyeballs are bleeding. Space is disease and danger, wrapped in darkness and silence." Idiot kids wanting to get out and see the universe, they have no idea of all the stuff out there ready to kill them. She laughed, why was she laughing?

"I was born in space and I turned out just fine, mostly. I hate to break it to you but Starfleet operates in space," she said. He looked at the kid.

"Yeah, well... I've got nowhere else to go, the ex wife took the whole damn planet in the divorce. All I've got left is my bones." She gave him a look, not pity but close to it.

"I'm Jamie Kirk," she introduced herself. He knew that name but he couldn't place it.

"McCoy. Leonard McCoy."

"So, McCoy. Leonard McCoy. What kind of doctor are you? I'm double PhD," Jamie said. He wasn't expecting that.

"Trauma surgeon. I do a little psychology work too. What kind of doctorates do you have?" Leonard asked the girl.

"Engineering and Warp-physics. Might get another one but I haven't decided yet." He nodded and the action made him queasy. She smiled, "Here, eat this." she handed him a piece of ginger candy.

"Why are you carrying…?" She slowly shook her head. Whatever the reason, she didn't want people to know. He gave her a once over, as much as he could in their seats.

"You won't figure it out looking at me, I might tell you one day." Leonard wasn't sure why he liked this kid but he did. Maybe it was the fact that she kept talking to him, keeping his mind off every detail of this flight to San Francisco. "We're here, you wanna see?" Jamie pointed out the viewport. There were shuttles everywhere and this place was huge. The shuttle docked and Captain Pike gave them the okay to get out. The cadets unbuckled and got up. Leonard was having a hard time. Jamie got out of her seat and stood in front of him to help. When he was unbuckled, she helped him stand.

"You got him?" Captain Pike asked as he walked from the cockpit.

"Yes, sir," she answered. Once outside, Leonard went to stand with the other cadets. Pike was standing in front of the group and, for some reason, Jamie was standing off to the side. Pike got his attention.

"Doctor McCoy, you still have some stuff to fill out. Lieutenant Kirk?"

Jamie nodded, "I'll take care of it, sir." She's an officer? "Let's go, doc. Don't forget, dinner at Admiral Archer's, sir." Pike nodded as they made their way past him. He kept looking at her and she smiled.

"Go ahead," she told him.

"You're an officer?" he asked.

"Yes, I'm an officer. Don't worry about it, happens all the time. I pretty sure it has something to do with my refusal to wear a full uniform at the shipyard," she paused. "So, here's what's gonna happen. HQ will want you fill out some stuff and take a test. Nothing too bad, Bones."

He raised an eyebrow, "Bones?"

"'All I got left are my bones.' It suits you. Here we are. I'll get you set up with the clerks," she said as they arrived at the administration building. True to her word, she got him everything he needed before leaving him with the barracks officer. "Later, Bones. Maybe I'll see you around."