((Jolara’s Quarters, USS Invicta))
T’Lea: And then you killed him.
:: She said casually trying to catch Rune off guard. It didn’t work.::
Jolara: I chased after him, which was probably stupid now looking back and why I am not feeling very well right now.
T’Lea: Well, obviously he knew something. You should look into his alibi. Find out why he was in the hospital. Talk to his doctors. Talk to the people closest to him. That kind of thing.
:: She got up to stretch and make her way to the exit.::
T’Lea: Or let it go, have your baby, and get on with life.
Jolara: ::quietly:: I do not know if I can let it go.
T’Lea: Understandable, they impregnated you for a reason. I don’t know if it was to keep you in line, or if the child is “special”, but either way you’re going to have a fight on your hands eventually. ::frowning:: Are you sure you all right? You look pale.
:: Rune looked up at the Romu-Vulc and blinked. The room seemed to spin for a moment along with an intense pain in her lower back and abdomen, and down her legs. Holding her stomach, she leaned forward and sucked in a breath. ::
Jolara: ::slowly shaking her head:: Something is wrong.
:: An annoyed scowl crossed T’Lea’s Vulcan brow.::
T’Lea: Why am I not surprised. It’s the baby isn’t it? It’s coming.
Jolara: ::a little scared:: Can not be...
T’Lea: Yeah? Well, you don’t get to decide these things. Trust me. I know. Come on. You’re going to sickbay.
:: Rune started to stand but another wave sent her off balance. She reached out, grabbing the first thing she could find which was T’Lea’s arm. ::
Jolara: It is too soon. You have to make it stop!
T’Lea: Hush! Now you listen to me you annoying little AI-Leyan. I am *not* delivering a baby today, do you understand? I do not need to be involved with your body parts ever, EVER, *EVER* again. Got it! Now move your pregnant ass to the turbolift.
Jolara: I can not!
:: She grabbed Rune and ushered her swiftly out of the door and toward the turbolift.::
T’Lea: ::com. tap:: =/\= T’Lea to Sickbay. I have a medical emergency in route to sickbay. It’s Commander Jolara and her baby.=/\=
Blueheart/Rosalee/Kaj: =/\= response
:: T’Lea hoisted the woman in and leaned her up against the wall. She glared at her over her shoulder.::
T’Lea: Don’t you dare drop it here.
:: Rune held onto the rail with one hand and her stomach with the other. She gripped the rail tighter as another wave of pain stabbed through her. ::
Jolara: I do not want to drop him at all!
Computer: Please state-
T’Lea: Deck six NOW!
:: The turbolift took off to its destination::
Jolara: ::suddenly calm and breathing through the pain:: T’Lea… He is... not going to... wait.
T’Lea: I am giving you a direct order, do NOT have that baby damnit!
Jolara: Am very serious.
T’Lea: So am I!
:: When the lift doors opened, Rune was lying on the floor drenched in sweat and completely exhausted. She could hear a tiny cry and movement just out of her field of vision. ::
Jolara: Is he.. okay?
:: This had been the second child T’Lea had delivered in her life. The first had been Admiral Toni Turner’s, and that child too had been male. Apparently, T’Lea had a knack for delivering boys.::
:: The hybrid had taken off her jacket and the wriggly little newborn was swaddled therein. T’Lea, the hardcore bitch, had him cradled close, checking him over like a mama lion.::
T’Lea: He’s gorgeous. ::at the baby:: Your mommy is a big stupid head, but you’ll be just fine.
:: She moved to hand the child over.::
T’Lea: All yours. You owe me. A *lot*.
:: Rune carefully cradled her new son against her. Tears filled her eyes as soon as she saw his little face. Her eyes flicked up to T’Lea and the back again. Seeing Rune like that made the hybrid uncomfortable, and she squirmed a little in her own skin.::
Jolara: ::her voice shaking:: Just two more things…
T’Lea: Ugh. Really? Haven’t I done enough already?
:: She couldn’t have sounded more put-off if she’d tried. Really, she was just covering up her own emotions, and the memories of holding her own newborn. T’Lea just stared at her waiting for whatever Rune wanted to be announced.::
Jolara: Do not let them take him from me.
:: Right. *That*, thought T’Lea. Something told the hybrid that once Rune settled into the mom role, she wouldn’t be need her help to protect the child. But the Romu-vulc shrugged a loose response that kind of indicated help was there if needed.::
T’Lea: You’re so damn needy. Anything else, your highness?
Jolara: ::managing a weak smile:: Do not ever touch me like that again.
:: Turning back as the medics swarmed the turbolift, T’Lea slanted a look at the AI-Leyan, and then just shook her head and rolled her eyes. Bad joke received.::
Lieutenant Commander T’Lea
History & Archaeology Specialist
Author ID I238301T10
Lt. Cmdr. Rune Jolara
Intelligence Officer - USS Invicta
Writer ID: A238909RJ0