"The middle quarter will be our living space," Tripp stepped into the middle of the three quarters that he was going to redesign for their needs. "The bunk will turn into a couch. We can put a table in here. I will take out the bathroom because the other two rooms will have a bathroom." The couch would look out a window. "There will be a door that leads to our room," Tripp pointed to the right. There will be a door leading to the baby's room," Tripp pointed to the left. "The only door that we will have will be the door that we came through."
Tripp took T'Pol's hand and led her out of the middle quarter. He took her to the right and they went through the doors. "In this room, the bathroom will stay where it is. We will get a bigger bed for us. I was thinking about putting in the center of the room. Where we just came in, we'll put a storage," Tripp took her to corner the opposite corner of the bathroom. "I thought that you mediate over here. The door will be here you are standing."
T'Pol nodded. Tripp led her out of the room that was going to be their bedroom. He took her to the last quarter that was going to be theirs. They entered the room. "This will be the baby's room. The crib will be against the wall that we just came in. There will storage along this wall," Tripp waved his hand to left. "We could put in a rocking chair somewhere in here."
"A rocking chair?" T'Pol didn't know what Tripp was talking about.
"It is a chair that rocks back and forth. It will help get the baby to sleep," Tripp said.
"Oh," T'Pol nodded.
"So, what do you think?" Tripp smiled. He liked the idea that he had.
"I like the idea; do you think you can get it done?" T'Pol asked.
"Yes, I talked to everyone I needed too, and we can get it done the way we wanted." Tripp kept on smiling. He placed a hand on her round belly. "We should have it done before this little guy comes," T'Pol was about twenty-five weeks along. They still didn't know the sex, but they weren't worried because Vulcan's children didn't show their sex until thirty weeks in a forty-four-week pregnancy.
"Okay," T'Pol took Tripp's hand. "Come on, we have an appointment with Phlox." Tripp nodded.
They made their way into Sickbay to see the doctor smiling at him. "Good morning, Commanders."
"Good morning, Phlox," Tripp said as he helped T'Pol on the bed.
"How are we feeling, T'Pol?" Phlox pulled out his tricorder.
"Good, but I'm tired most of the time." T'Pol lied down.
"Understandable. Your body is creating a new life," The doctor did his scans of mother and child. "Ah, it looks like we might know what sex this baby is today," T'Pol and Tripp looked at the screen and saw that their child was spread eagle. "There is his little penis," Phlox pointed to the center of the screen.
"A boy," Tripp gasped. He looked at the screen to see his son. "Charles Tucker the fourth," He whispered.
"We'll see about that name," T'Pol mumbled to her husband. Tripp only smiled. Phlox thought that they would figure it out. T'Pol turned to the doctor. "How does everything else looks?" T'Pol asked.
"Everything looks good," The doctor said. "He is growing like he should for what a half human and half Vulcan as I think they should."
T'Pol nodded. Tripp helped her up. "Thank you doctor," T'Pol said as Tripp helped her off the bed. "We'll see you in a week." The doctor nodded as he watched the couple leave sickbay.
T'Pol couldn't get comfortable in captain's chair. She never had a problem before. She glanced down at her round belly. Her son must know that she was glancing at him because he kicked. T'Pol placed a hand on to see if he would kick again. T'Pol looked up to see that Travis and Hoshi trade a look. "Everything alright?" She asked them.
Hoshi and Travis turned back to their station. T'Pol went back to the PADD to trying to read the report. She still couldn't get comfortable. She tried to lean back up, the way her belly stuck out didn't look right or she would fall asleep. She didn't need that.
"Sir, we are coming up to an M-class plant," Hoshi said.
T'Pol sat up. "Scan the planet," Hoshi nodded.
"It looks like they have wrap technology. I see several cities." Hoshi said.
T'Pol hit the com unit. "Captain to the bridge."
It didn't take long before Jonathan was on the bridge. They explain what they had found. "Hail them," Jonathan stood on the side of the captain chair.
A woman appeared on the screen. "This is Occaivia Crars of Ducara. What can I do for you?" The woman looked around the room, her eyes landed on T'Pol. "Are you the captain?"
T'Pol opened her mouth to speak when she felt a hand on her shoulder. "Yes, she is," Jonathan said.
The woman took a quick glance at Jonathan before turning back to T'Pol. "You and your first officer are welcome to come down," Occaivia glanced at Hoshi. The woman assumed that Hoshi was her first officer.
"Thank you, please send the coordinates for us to land," T'Pol said. She had a feeling that Jonathan wanted to know what is going on with this plant. The woman nodded and off the screen.
"It seemed that she didn't notice any males on the ship," Jonathan started to pace. "She gave me a glance before turning back to T'Pol." Jonathan gave T'Pol a look. "It seems you and your first officer, Commander Sato have appointment to keep."
"Captain, we don't have to go," T'Pol said.
"We do, Captain. Now go, kiss your husband, and be ready to board Shuttle Pod One in a half an hour," Jonathan gave T'Pol a look for no room argument. T'Pol nodded and headed for the lift.
She made her way to the Engineering to see Tripp standing in front of the wrap core, talking to one of his men. He knew when she was in room because he turned around to her with a smile. He jumped down the stairs and met her halfway.
"What brings you down here?" Tripp asked.
"To give you a kiss before I leave," T'Pol glanced around to see who was around. It seemed like everyone was busy or looking busy.
"Where are you going?" Tripp asked.
"Down on the planet we are orbiting," T'Pol said.
"Can't Jon take someone else like Malcom or Hoshi?" Tripp asked.
T'Pol knew that he was going to worry about her. "They think that I am the captain and Ensign Sato is my first officer, so I have to go."
Tripp tried to walk around T'Pol, but she grabbed his arm. He gave her a hard look. "I'm going to talk to Archer about all this."
"Please don't. I still must do my job. The captain wants to make first contact with these people. Ensign Sato is going with me."
Tripp sighed. He knew that there was no way out of this. "Alright. Let me walk you down," T'Pol nodded and led the way out of Engineering. When they got to the shuttle pod, Tripp pulled her away from the crowd that was around Shuttle Pod I. He kissed her passionately. "I love you and be careful," he placed a hand on her stomach and smiled when he felt their son kick.
"I will," T'Pol said as they made their way back to the pod. T'Pol looked at Hoshi. "Are we ready?" Hoshi nodded. T'Pol gave Tripp one more look before getting in the pod.
Travis leaned in. "Don't break my baby," He smiled at the women, who both rolled their eyes. Travis left the pod and closed them in.
Hoshi landed on the shuttle pad. T'Pol opened the door and a woman helped her out. The woman glanced down at her round stomach. Hoshi got out after her. T'Pol looked around and didn't see one male around. The women were a couple of inches taller than her or Ensign Sato.
"Welcome to Ducara, Captain…" One of the women asked.
"T'Pol," Ensign Sato said. "I am Commander Sato," T'Pol glanced at her uniform to see that she three pins on her uniform. T'Pol glanced down and saw that she had four pins on her uniform. Someone must have put that on there when she wasn't looking.
"I am Sesnir Vrox, and I will, take you to Mistress Crars," The woman said. Hoshi traded a look with T'Pol as they followed the women in a building.
The building was beautifully done. T'Pol glanced around the building to look at the artwork that was hanging on the wall. She didn't see any males in the artwork. T'Pol wondered where the males were and how they repopulate without males. They entered a big room. They made their way up to the front. There was a big half circle on a stage. There were women sitting on the desk, looking at T'Pol and Hoshi. Occaivia Crars, the woman who was on their view screen, was sitting in the center of the desk. The women looked very human to T'Pol, but they could have something that set them apart from other humanoids.
A young woman, who was with them, ran to the Mistress and whispered in her ear. The Mistress nodded and waved the young woman away. Mistress Crars smiled at T'Pol and Hoshi, "Welcome to Ducara Captain T'Pol and Commander Sato. We are the Ducaran. We hope to make your visit to Ducara memorable."
"We are honored to be here," T'Pol said. Mistress Crars nodded.
"Enjoy a tour of our capital city and I will meet you for lunch," Mistress went back to the dark skin who was next to her.
T'Pol nodded. Hoshi and she followed the women that had led them to the Mistress. T'Pol and Hoshi were taken around the city and shown the best parts of the city and it seemed that there wasn't a bad part of the city. They found art district where all the art was made by women. Hoshi asked about one artist that she liked the art. They went to a huge library and T'Pol glance at the history section to see if they had anything on the males. They went to the science center to find that science was big on their world. They had a shopping center and T'Pol didn't see a clothing store for males. She didn't know what to make of it. She hoped to ask Mistress Crars when they have lunch.
The women, who had shown them the city, took them back to the capitol building. They went to private dining room. T'Pol saw that the table was set for six. "Thank you, for being here," Mistress Crars said from behind them. T'Pol and Hoshi turned around and greeted the mistress. "Please take a seat," She pointed to the last three seats that were empty.
T'Pol and Hoshi took a seat on either side of the mistress. T'Pol glanced at the other woman sitting at the table with them. They were about the same age as the mistress. They were looking at T'Pol's round belly. Someone brought food to them. T'Pol glance down to see that the food was vegetarian. She was worried that she might have to refuse some of the food, but it didn't look like it.
Mistress Crars asked about where they were from and what their worlds were like, T'Pol asked the same questions to Mistress Crars. "Mistress Crars, can I ask you a question?" T'Pol took a bite of a root salad. Mistress Crars nodded. "Where are the males of your species?"
"The males died out centuries ago," Mistress smiled. There was something that T'Pol didn't like about that smile. "It took a about thirty years to find a way to reproduce. Once we found a way it didn't take long for our population to grow again." T'Pol nodded. It was a simple that they would find a way to continue with what they had to do to survive. "May I ask a personal question?" Mistress asked. T'Pol nodded. "Is your partner on your ship?"
"Yes," T'Pol said.
"If your partner is on your ship, why are you carrying the baby when you have to captain your ship?" Mistress Crars asked. It seemed that in the woman relationships on Ducara one woman worked while the other had the children.
T'Pol saw Hoshi chook on her water. T'Pol threw the young woman a look. "In our society the female carries the child," T'Pol said. She knew that it was just simple to say that because she didn't need to go in how humans have found ways to reproduce in other ways.
"Does Commander Hoshi have a partner?" Mistress Crars asked.
T'Pol gave Hoshi a look. She didn't think the young woman was seeing anyone. She would have to report her relationship to T'Pol. Hoshi shook her head. "No, madam," Hoshi said.
"What does your partner do?" Mistress turned away from Hoshi.
"My husband is Chief Engineer of the ship," T'Pol needed to tell the woman that her partner was a male.
"Is your partner a male?" Mistress Crars asked.
"Yes," T'Pol wondered where this going.
Mistress Crars glanced down at T'Pol's round belly. "So, you could be having a boy."
"Yes, we just found out that we are having a boy." T'Pol said.
"I would like to meet your husband," Mistress Crars said. "If it would be possible to have you both to dinner at my private home."
"We would be honor," T'Pol said. She didn't know how Tripp would feel about having dinner with these people, but he was going to have to do it.