Tripp made his way to the armory to find Malcom. They had told Jonathan the next day on what they decided. Last night, Tripp and T'Pol talked about what they wanted for their wedding. They didn't want a big thing, but they wanted their friends to be there. The vows they were going to say would be Vulcan, so Tripp had to learn to speak some words before the wedding. Tripp wanted a best man there and he knew that Malcom was one of his good friends. He did tell Tripp that T'Pol had a nice bum. If he only knew how nice her bum was. Tripp told T'Pol to have a someone there for her. Tripp had a feeling that T'Pol would choose Hoshi. They also knew that they wanted the doctor there because it was his suggestion that T'Pol do neuropressure and Travis because over the last year, he had seen them in one too many comprising positions.
Tripp found Malcom, talking to one of his crewmen. "Commander," Malcom said when he saw him. "What can I do for?"
Tripp looked around to see who was around, he didn't want everyone on the ship to know that he and T'Pol were getting married. "Is there somewhere we can talk alone?" Tripp asked. Malcom nodded. He led Tripp to his office next to the armory.
Tripp looked around Malcom's office to see that it was just as messy as his. There was a stack of PADDs on the desk. There was a phaser on the desk. "Are you worried someone is going to take one of the hundreds of PADDs you have around the room?"
Malcom frowned before glancing at the gun. "No, I was trying to figure out what is wrong with it."
"You should have brought it to me and maybe I could have helped," Tripp smiled.
"When? When you are not on shift, you are fucking T'Pol in her quarters?" Malcom sat on the edge of his desk where there weren't PADDs.
Tripp gave a small smile. "Well, you might see more of me."
"What did you do to break T'Pol's heart?" Malcom asked. "I could take this gun and kill you for whatever you did to her," Malcom reached for the gun.
Tripp threw up his hands. "Wait!" Malcom narrowed his eyes at his friend. "One I didn't break her heart, or I wouldn't be here talking to you," Malcom smiled at that. He had a feeling that they wouldn't find the body of Tripp Tucker when T'Pol killed him.
"So, what is this about?" Malcom crossed his arms.
Tripp face broke into a big smile. "I want you to be my best man at my wedding."
Malcom jumped up and hugged his friend. "You and T'Pol are getting married, that is great. I'll put a spare cot in my quarters when she kicks you out. Are you finally coming out with your relationship?"
"Yes, not like the whole ship doesn't know already," Tripp said. "And she hasn't kicked me out yet," Tripp gave his friend a look that had Malcom laughing.
"The key word there is yet," Malcom couldn't fight the smile on his face. "So, what brought on this wedding? I thought that you both were happy where you are."
"Can't I want to marry the woman I love," Tripp frowned.
"You can, so what's deal?" Malcom thought that there must be more to it.
Tripp glanced at the door before mumbling. "T'Pol's pregnant."
Malcom leaned closer. "Did you just say that you and T'Pol are going to have a baby?" Tripp nodded. "Are you are marrying her because of the baby?"
"No," Tripp shouted. Both men glanced at the door before Tripp lower his voice. "I wanted to marry her a year ago, but I was giving us time to be together before I asked her," Tripp ran a hand through his hair. "Then T'Pol got pregnant, and Starfleet told us that we either marry or one of us is reassign. So, we are getting married next Saturday in the Captain's dining room. Don't be late," Tripp headed for the door.
"Wait, how did you get T'Pol pregnant?" Malcom asked before the door opened.
T'Pol was working with Hoshi in the Command Center. T'Pol glanced at the young woman and knew that Hoshi was the only one who tried to try to be her friend. T'Pol felt that she was the only one who would be able to help her. "Ensign Sato," Hoshi looked up at T'Pol. "Commander Tucker and I are getting married next Saturday, and it is mixture of Vulcan and human. Tr…" Hoshi raised an eyebrow. She almost called Commander Tucker, Tripp. "Commander Tucker wants to have a best man," Hoshi could hear the confusion in her voice. "He said that I should do the same by having a maid of honor."
Hoshi smiled. "Do you want me to be your maid of honor?"
"Yes, if you want to," T'Pol said.
Hoshi was jumping up and down on the inside. "It would be an honor," She said with a straight face.
"Thank you," T'Pol said as she went back to work.
Hoshi placed her tray next to Malcom's on the table in the mess hall. She glanced around the room before speaking. "Did you hear the latest about Tripp and T'Pol?" Hoshi had to talk to someone about this. She had a feeling that Tripp made Malcom his best man.
Malcom looked up from his PADD and nodded. "They are getting married," He whispered.
"All I have to say is that it is a long time coming," Hoshi took a bite of food.
"You know why they are getting married," Malcom glanced down at his PADD while some crew members walked by.
"They are in love and want to spend the rest of their lives with each other," Hoshi stated.
Malcom shook his head. "Starfleet is making them."
"What?" Hoshi hissed. "Why?"
"T'Pol is pregnant, and Starfleet told them that they either had to get married or one of them is leaving." Malcom looked around to make sure that no one could hear them.
"Wow," Hoshi couldn't hide the shook from her voice. "Only question I have is how did she get pregnant?" Malcom told her what had happened to Tripp and T'Pol. "They will make great parents but are they going raise their baby on the ship."
"I don't know, Tripp never told me. I think so," Malcom tiled his head in thought. "I mean they are getting married to stay on the ship. I think that they are planning on it."
Hoshi nodded. "I wonder what the wedding will be like."
"It's going to mixture of Vulcan vows and human traditions," Tripp took a seat at the table next to them. They looked around to see if T'Pol was with him. "She is on the bridge," Tripp took a bite of his food. "I know that T'Pol made you her Maid of Honor and I want to thank you for agreeing to do it. Also, I'm going to need your help with the vows." There was a look of desperation on Tripp's face.
Hoshi laughed at him. "I'll help you," Tripp let out a breath that he didn't know he was holding in.
"Thank you."
"Malcom, where are we going?" Tripp asked. "I have a few things to do before the wedding in a couple of days."
"I have a feeling that you and T'Pol have everything plan for the wedding," Malcom led his friend to the captain's dining room.
"Yes, but I have to make sure I know every word of my vows and I have to finish T'Pol's wedding gift." Tripp watched Malcom ring the chime.
"T'Pol can wait a couple days after for the gift," The doors opened, and the men entered to find the table set for a poker game. There was alcohol on a sideboard. The captain, Phlox, and Travis standing around waiting for Malcom and Tripp.
"What is this?" Tripp asked.
"This is your bachelor party," Jonathan handed him a whiskey glass. Tripp took a sip and closed his eyes because this was good Tennessee whiskey.
"I don't need a bachelor party," Tripp smiled.
"You do," Travis slapped him on the back before taking one of the seats.
"How do we play poker again," Phlox said as he took the chair next to Travis.
Travis started to explain the rules to Phlox. Jonathan and Malcom took their seats too. "Tripp think of this as your last fun night with friends before married life and fatherhood take over," Malcom pointed to the chair.
Tripp smiled and took a seat. Jonathan started to deal the cards. "Did I hear it right that Tripp is going to become a father?" Travis asked as he picked up his cards.
"Yes, I saw the fetus myself," Phlox looked at his own cards. "T'Pol is also showing high levels of hormones," Phlox looked at his own cards and tried to make sense of them.
"How are things with T'Pol being pregnant?" Jonathan asked as he delt Tripp two cards.
Tripp smiled. "Right now, okay, but I have to wait for a couple of months until she big and yelling at me because my socks are not where they are supposed to be." The men laughed.
"How are you guys going to live in small quarters when the baby comes?" Travis asked as he folded his cards.
"Good question," Tripp sighed. "I know in the first few months they are going to be with us because of Vulcan traditions, but after I don't know. We have a hard time right now. I have to be out of the room when she wants to meditate when I just want to be home after a long day."
"I think I have an idea. There are three unused quarters in Section three," Jonathan said. "Why don't you look and see if you can't do something with it," There was a look in Jonathan's eyes that he didn't mind if they broke down a few walls."
Tripp smiled before laying down his cards. He had just won the hand. "I might take a look after the honeymoon."
"Who said I was giving you two any time off. The bun is already in the oven," Jonathan smiled at Tripp. The others laughed.
Tripp woke to the morning of his wedding in his old quarters. It was hard to get to sleep because he used to having T'Pol by his side. They both had agreed to not to see each other the night before the wedding. He sat up when he heard his chime going off. The person on the other side didn't wait for Tripp to call out, they just opened his door. Tripp gave the person a look as they entered.
Malcom only smiled. "I see you are up, now jump in that shower," Malcom pulled Tripp's arm to make him get up and head to the bathroom.
"We still have three hours," Tripp smiled at his friend. "I was going to stop in Engineering for a second."
"No, you are not. You will get lost there and I don't want to explain to a pregnant woman where the father of her child is," Malcom got him up and pushed him to the bathroom. "I would like to live to have my own children," Tripp laughed as he got in the shower.
Tripp was glad to see that Malcom wasn't there. Tripp got dressed and reached for the small box on his desk. He opened the box to see two rings in them. Both rings had the inscription ashaya in them. It was the Vulcan word for love. Tripp had spent most of the night finishing them. Tripp knew that they didn't need the rings, but he saw it on T'Pol's finger. He closed the box and put it in his pocket to give to Malcom before the wedding.
He opened his door to find Malcom waiting for him. Malcom took him to the captain's dining room. No one else was there. "So are we going to wait two hours here."
"Yep, I can't have you going around the ship and seeing your bride," Malcom pulled out a deck of cards.
Tripp pulled out the box and handed to Malcom. "Here are the rings," Malcom raised an eyebrow as he opened the box to see the rings.
"These are beautiful. Where did you find the steel for this?"
Tripp ran a hand through his hair. "Do you remember when we stopped at that planet where they were manufacturing steel?" Malcom nodded. "They got me some steel for a price. I have been working on them since then." Malcom nodded and put the box in his pocket.
They spent an hour and half playing cards when Jonathan, Phlox, and Travis came in. Jonathan smiled at his friend. "Are you ready?"
"God no," Tripp smiled. He stuffed his hands in his pockets as he stood. He had watched crewmembers as brought in champagne and sparkling apple cider. They also brought finger food in.
Tripp watched as Malcom and Travis move the dining table out of the way. Travis placed one chair on the groom's side and one chair on the bride's side. Travis sat on the groom's side and the doctor took the bride's spot. The captain stood in front of the window with Tripp and Malcom on his left.
Tripp took a breath when the doors opened. Hoshi came in first and smiled at the men before taking her spot. Tripp kept on the doors as the opened again and T'Pol stood in the middle of the door. Tripp breath hitched as he saw her standing there in a baby blue dress. He smiled as she made her way to him. Tripp took her hand as they kneeled in front of the captain.
The captain started the ceremony. Tripp got through the vows and watched T'Pol say her vows. They both knew what they meant. Tripp took the rings from Malcom and saw the emotions play on T'Pol's face as she read the word on the ring. Tripp put the ring on her finger and T'Pol placed his ring on his finger. Tripp closed his hand over hers.
"I made these," Tripp whispered to her. Tripp reach over and wiped a tear away from her face.
"May I present Mr. and Mrs. Tucker," The Captain said after Tripp and T'Pol touched fingers like they kissed.
Tripp helped T'Pol up and they faced their friends with a clapping. Phlox passed out glasses of champagne and a glass of cinder for T'Pol.
There were toasts from everyone it wasn't long before Tripp and T'Pol went back to their quarters enjoy a couple of days off for their honeymoon.
Tripp kissed T'Pol's shoulder, he figured that they could use another bout of loving making when they both heard. "All senior staff to the bridge."