Epilogue

A FEW MONTHS LATER

"What the fuck did he do to me!" Emma cries reaching out with her sweaty green hands and grabbing a handful of Spock's dark hair.

"Lieutenant Sulu, I must ask that you remain calm, or you may put your child at risk!"

"REMAIN CALM! LISTEN HEAR YOU VULCAN ASSHOLE, WHEN YOU HAVE A FULL GROWN BABY COMING OUT OF YOUR VAGINA I WOULD LIKE TO SEE YOU REMAIN CALM!"

"Emma! Calm down! You're going to rip out Spock's hair!" I tell her from my position holding her hand.

"WHY THE FUCK DID KIRK LET ME BEAM DOWN!"

"Are you kidding me? You threatened to castrate him if he didn't!" I remind her.

"YEAH, BUT MAYBE IF HE CARED ABOUT MY BABY MORE THAN HIS BALLS WE WOULDN'T BE HERE!"

"Emma! CALM DOWN!" I yell at her.

"Lieutenant Sholtz, I do not believe you are helping at this moment," Spock tells me.

"And you are?" I ask, watching as Emma tightens her grip on Spock's hair as she has another contraction.

"MOTHER FUCKING KLINGON SHITFACE ASSHOLE!"

"Where the hell did you come up with that one?" I ask her, but she only lets out a growl.

"Lieutenant Sulu, you must let go of me, if you do not I will fail to correctly deliver your child," Spock tells her.

Emma reluctantly lets go of Spock's hair, and Spock positions himself at the area between her legs.

"HOLY FUCK!"

"What?! What?!" I ask startled looking around the cave for signs of danger.

"KATIE!"

"WHAT?!"

"SPOCKS GOING TO HAVE TO LOOK AT MY VAJAYJAY!" Emma yells, just as another contraction comes.

"Question… would you rather have Spock or would you rather have McCoy looking at your-"

"GAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH! ITS COMING!"

"It will all be okay Emma!"

"GET THIS THING OUT OF ME!"

"Lieutenant Sulu, I'm going to need you to push," Spock tells her.

Emma takes a few breaths before finally deciding to push, she squeezes my hand.

"HOLY SHI- FUCKAAAAA!"

"Emma, it will be okay!" I reassure her as she takes a she takes a break from pushing.

"God… this kid is already ruining my life! Oh God! I can't believe I said that! I'M SORRY BABY! I DIDN'T MEAN THAT!"

"Lieuten-"

"DAMMIT SPOCK! CALL ME EMMA OR I SWEAR I WILL CUT YOUR PECKER OFF!"

Spock raises an eyebrow, "Emma, you need to push once again."

"Ugh, I hate you, you Vulcan asshole!" Emma leans forward pushing once more. "SPOCK YOU'RE SUCH A WHOOORRREEEE!"

I couldn't help but laugh at that one.

"WHAT ARE YOU LAUGHING AT YOU BIIIIITTTTTCHHHHH!"

Suddenly a cry erupts within the small cave, and suddenly Spock is holding a small green baby in his arms.

Emma gasps tears streaming down her face as Spock hands her the baby, "She's beautiful," Emma whispers, holding the baby in her arms.

Spock picks up his communicator and flips it open. "Captain, it is now safe to beam us aboard."

Suddenly white lights swirl around us and I can feel my atoms dissolve in the air. Suddenly Emma is sitting with her legs spread holding a baby, Spock is still position in between her legs and I am sitting at Emma's side, this is the sight that greets those in the transporter room.

Spock stands up and I quickly cover Emma's lower region with the thermal blanket inside my bag. Spock walks out of the transporter room, as Sulu and McCoy come sprinting in. Sulu collapses at Emma's side overwhelmed with tears of joy as she hands the baby to him.

"W-what should we name her?" Sulu asks.

"Lets name her… Spock!" Emma suggests.

"Please don't name your baby girl Spock, Em," I beg her.

"Why not? I think it's cute! Little Spock Marie Sulu!"

"Oh god!"

"Ugh! Fine!" Emma gives in with a smirk, she turns to Sulu who is still overcome with tears.

I pause for a moment… "I have a suggestion!"

"What?!" Emma asks turning to me.

"What about Gwen Stacy Sulu!"

"No," says a voice making me turn to see Pavel standing in the door way.

"Why not? I think its cute! Emma likes Spider-Man!"

"Sorry Katie, but I don't think so," Emma says looking at her and Sulu's bundle of joy in Sulu's arms.

"Emma," we all look up at McCoy, "I'm going to need to take a look at your… you know… make sure everything's alright."

"God, Emma, I do not envy you," I tell her standing up, "I'm going to go tell Sarah the good news."

"She already knows, we were having dinner in my quarters when I got the call," McCoy tells me.

"Fine, then I'm going to go tell Emily," I announce about to leave when Scotty stops me.

"I alrea'y told her lass, I go' th' call when we were walkin' with Sophia," Scotty tells me.

"Dammit guys! Now the only people I get to tell are my parents!" I sigh in frustration. I turn to Emma, "I'll be back I'm going to go call my parents, don't give the baby a horrible name while I'm gone."

"Alright, time to move this show to medbay," McCoy says as I walk out the door.

Pavel jogs to catch up with me grabbing my hand. I smile, as he leans in to whisper in my ear.

"Zo, vhen are ve going to tell zhem?" Pavel asks me, playfully tugging on the necklace chain around my neck.

"After the whole baby news wears off, I don't want to steal Emma's thunder. And we still have to tell my parents," I tell him, "Which we are on our way to do now."

"V-ve are?" Pavel stammers nervously. I nod.

"Yeah, just imagine their reactions… their youngest daughter eloping at the age of nineteen…" I burst out laughing, "My dad is going to be so pissed."

Pavel swallows nervously, and I give his hand a reassuring squeeze as my other hand fiddles with the gold ring hanging from the necklace chain around my neck.

THE END

FOR REAL THIS TIME