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the creation and property of Djinn and are copyright (c) 2004 by Djinn. This
story is Rated PG-13.
Welcome Home
by Djinn
"So, did you miss
me?"
"Of course I missed
you. I always miss you."
"If you missed me, why
are you standing all the way across the room?"
"Because I have work to do, and if I get near you, I won't get it
done."
"That's actually a good
reason. I like how dedicated you are."
"Jim..."
"What? You said if you got near me. You didn't say I couldn't get near you."
"You know what
happens. That happens. What you're doing right now."
"You don't like
it?"
"I didn't say
that."
"You do like it?"
"I didn't say that
either."
"For what it's worth, I
think you like it."
"Mmmmm."
"That sound does not in
any way qualify as a rebuttal, Chris. It
can only be used in my favor."
"You're very conceited,
Jim."
"I'm very good."
"Oh..."
"See."
"Ohhhhhhh..."
"Doctor, you said you
had work to do?
Should I let you get to that?"
"Stop what you're doing
and I'll kill you."
"I was hoping you'd say
that."
"GrrrggghhhhOH!"
"You seem to be having
some trouble standing. Anything I can do
to help?"
"Don't let go."
"I wasn't planning on
it. You know, you have the most
tantalizing neck. I just love to kiss it
here."
"Mmmmmm."
"There you go again with
the incoherent noises."
"Maybe it's time for you
to make some of those."
"You think?"
"I do."
"Why, Doctor
Chapel. What are you doing down
there?"
"If you have to ask,
maybe I shouldn't do it."
"Forget I asked. Carry on, Commander."
"Aye-aye,
sir."
"Gggggnnnnnhhhhh."
"What was that,
Jim? You're not usually so
inarticulate."
"What part of carry on
was unclear, Chris?"
"Oh, you want me to do
more of this?"
"God..."
"And
this?"
"Oh, yes please."
"And
this."
"Oh god, don't
stop. Don't stop. Don't--ahhhhhhhh."
"Why, Captain. You seem a bit unsteady. Anything I can do?"
"Don't let go of
me."
"I wasn't planning
to. You could lean against the nice
strong table?"
"I'm all right."
"Yes. You always hyperventilate in a medical
lab."
"Did I lock the
door?"
"Very
funny."
"I wasn't actually
joking. Now, get up here."
"Oooh. I love it when you get all macho."
"Mmmm."
"I love it when you get
all tender too."
"..."
"I really missed you,
Jim."
"I can see that. By the way you're kissing me, I think I can
assume you were alone all this time?"
"Like
you even need to ask. Who'd want an old warhorse like me?"
"I've seen that
assistant of yours watching you when he thinks no one's looking."
"Uh
huh."
"Yep. And that
admiral at dinner the last time I was here."
"He was cute, wasn't
he?"
"I didn't particularly
think so."
"No, Jim, I guess you
wouldn't. Do you think he was serious
about taking me off your hands?"
"Uh
huh."
"Hmmm."
"And what is that
supposed to mean, Chris?"
"Nothing. And if you
mark up my neck again we're going to blow a circuit on the regenerator. What is it with you and my neck?"
"I love your neck."
"That's all I am to
you. A neck."
"You're a hell of a lot
more than just that, my dearest."
"You know I can't resist
you when you look at me that way."
"You resisting me was not part of my nefarious plan."
"No?"
"No."
"Well that's a relief,
Jim. Because I'm not sure I could."
"How's your
experiment?"
"What experiment?"
"You didn't have work to
do?"
"I may have overstated
that. I know how you like a challenge."
"Vixen."
"You say that to all
your wives."
"No. Just to you."
"Like I'm going to
believe you don't have one of me in every spaceport."
"There's only one of
you. And you're here. With me."
"For
how long?"
"Five weeks. We're in for refits."
"I get you for five
whole weeks?"
"Yep. You'll be sick
of me in two."
"Not possible. Now, three maybe..."
"You'll pay for
that--"
"--Jim, that
tickles. Stop it. Mmmmmm."
"What was that you were
saying?"
"Nothing."
"You ready to go home,
Chris?"
"I am."
"Good."
"Jim. It wasn't locked."
"That's what I
said. I was so eager--"
"--You forgot to lock
the door. I love that."
"You'd love it a lot
less if someone had walked in on us."
"Could
have been my assistant. Do you think he'd be more infatuated if he'd
caught any of that?"
"Oh yes."
"You're so biased."
"I believe that's how
this is supposed to work."
"I believe you're
right. Well, it's locked now, we can go."
"Anything I should know
about at home?"
"Nope. Oh, well
yes. We're taking care of the neighbor's
cat."
"That thing hates
me."
"He doesn't 'hate' you,
he just doesn't like you."
"He sleeps on my pillow,
he pees in my shoes, and he glares at me when I'm making coffee."
"Okay, maybe he does
hate you."
"How long do we have to
put up with him?"
"Just
a few days. They needed to get away. I couldn't say no."
"I know. I'll survive.
You're sure it's just a few days?"
"Yes. Should you be doing that?"
"What? Holding your hand?"
"Yeah."
"You're my wife,
Chris. Why shouldn't I hold your
hand?"
"Because
all the other women will get jealous."
"You say the most
wonderful things."
"Just
the truth, Jim."
"Now who's biased?"
"Guilty as charged."
"I'm glad."
"So. Five whole weeks?"
"Five. Thirty-five days."
"Eight hundred and forty
hours."
"You've been hanging
around Spock too much, Chris."
"No, you hang around him
too much. I'm over that need."
"Spock's
loss."
"Not like he
noticed."
"I invited him over for
dinner later in the week."
"Will we be out of bed
by then?"
"We'll make a special
effort."
"Okay. Since it's for him."
"See, you do still like
him."
"Well, he's your
friend. And he's mine now too. So yes, I like him. But you're the one I plan on holding hostage
in the bedroom."
"A
fate worse than death. Maybe I should run now?"
"I think that would be
wise, Jim."
"I'll take it under
advisement."
"Thrill-seeker."
"Where you're concerned,
I'm a junkie."
"Awww."
"Does this hallway seem
unusually long to you today?"
"It sure does."
"Think anybody will
notice if we ran?"
"Probably."
"Damn."
"We'll be home before
you know it."
"I'm locking that cat
out of our bedroom."
"Fine. As long as I'm on your side of the door."
"Oh, you're not going
anywhere, Mrs. Kirk."
"You're the only one who
calls me that. Well
and the guy who runs the Chinese takeout place."
"I like the sound of it. Mrs. Kirk."
"I may have something
else you'll like the sound of."
"Yeah?"
"Yeah."
"Are you going to tell
me what it is?"
"Well, I'm
nervous."
"Nervous? Just spit it out."
"Okay. How do you feel about ummm..."
"I've never seen you
like this. What is so hard to say?"
"I'm pregnant."
"What?"
"Oh,
god. You're not happy."
"Chris. No. I
mean, yes. I'm happy. But how."
"Your last visit was a
surprise. You know how absent-minded I
get about the shots when you're out for long periods. I think I forgot."
"You think you
forgot?"
"I forgot. But you were only back for a day and I
thought that there was no way that we'd..."
"Hit a home run in one
night?"
"That's one way of
putting it."
"Hee."
"Oh, quit looking so
pleased with yourself."
"I can't. I'm pleased with you too."
"Well, that's a relief."
"We can walk slower."
"Jim, I'm fine."
"But should we be...you
know...doing things...?"
"Yes. We should.
Believe me, we should."
"Okay."
"No acrobatics though."
"I'll take down the
trapeze."
"Funny. I thought the cleaning lady was going to have
a heart attack when she saw that."
"How'd you explain it."
'Told her
you were from an old Czech circus family. Some people jog in the morning...you
do trapeze."
"And she bought it?"
"Well, she wouldn't
clean the bedroom until I took it down, so I'm thinking no."
"So I guess I should
cancel the order for that trampoline?"
"Probably
a good idea."
"You're really...?"
"I'm really."
"Wow."
"Yeah. That pretty
much sums it up."
"Hmmm."
"I'm not sure I like
that look."
"I'm just wondering how
hard it would be to get an Earth assignment."
"Don't you dare. That ship is
where you belong."
"You don't want me
around?"
"I do. Of course, I do. But this is who you are. A starship captain. And I'm proud of you. And he or she will be too."
"That's nice."
"Something
in your eye, Jim?"
"Nope."
"I love you too."
"I'm damned lucky to
have found you."
"I was under your nose
the whole time."
"I could say the same
thing, Chris."
"Okay then. We're damned lucky to have found each
other. All three of
us."
"Or
four."
"What?"
"Twins run in my
family."
"Mine too. And mine's the generation they skipped."
"Mine too."
"Oh
boy."
"You sure you don't want
me to arrange that Earth duty?"
"I'm sure. But I may send them out to you on a shuttle
when it gets too much for me."
"In
stasis?"
"Yep."
"Damn. We're really doing this."
"We really are."
"You're happy,
Chris?"
"I am. I was sort of in shock at first. But now, yes, I'm happy."
"Mmmm."
"Should you be kissing
me in the middle of Starfleet Medical?"
"Why
the hell not?"
"Welcome home,
Jim."
"Best welcome home I
ever got, Chris. The
best ever."
FIN