[fic] Ugly and Forgiven
Title: Ugly and Forgiven
Rating: PG
Pairing: past Carol/Jim
Thanks: To slwmtiondaylite for being an awesome beta. :)
Notes: This is the first of two replies to this prompt here, asking for Jim as the father who was forbidden to see his child.
The vid-call is uncomfortable.
"I was amazed when I found out who was captaining the ship that beat those Romulans."
"Thanks."
There's an awkward silence. They both have things to say, and they're both walking on eggshells, worried that anything they say will be taken wrong and explode into a fight.
Carol takes the first leap, possibly because when they parted, she had left with the most power. "You've really shaped up, Jim."
Kirk sighs then looks away from the vid screen. Carol was quiet, gaze polite, but her smile had just a hint of pity. Then she too looked away, a little guilty, a little tired. "You've...become everything I knew you could be, Jim. More, even."
"I'm sorry."
"I am, too." What she really wants to say is that she's proud of him. But he had always rejected her praise, viciously at times. She wants to bring up the accelerated geo-biology program, and the scholarship he turned down, and the way he refused to get a better paying job than the ship garage, and how he got fired for coming in drunk too many times, and all the horrible things she used to say to him, pregnant and miserable from more than just the hormones.
He's both handsome and ugly to her. He's a part of her life she never wants to go back to. They both are cautiously holding their peace by not mentioning their unshared bitterness.
She called him today to right the wrongs, because he had proven himself, and he deserved this. "I thought you might want to see the little guy." Jim looks up, and there's fear in his poker face.
He watches as she reaches down, for something outside of the screen, and in her arms she holds a little boy, with platinum blond curls. He looks small for a six year old.
"David," Kirk breaths and places his fingers over the flat image of chubby cheeks.
End.
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Author's Note: I jumped at the chance to write this, as I've been dying to see something with Carol in it. Timeline-wise, this is right after the Narada. Jim is currently 25, was 22 when he joined Starfleet, and would have been 19 when David was born, probably 18-19 when David was conceived. The OP asked for Gaila/Jim if the reply was het, but I failed at writing her in here.
My second reply is mpreg, and can be found here. Basically the same premise, though it ended up taking a much longer turn. Maybe I should write some Gaila/Jim mpreg next. =D Actually, wouldn't it be awesome if there Gaila was a ghost after the Narada incident? (Quickly derail into another story.)
Rating: PG
Pairing: past Carol/Jim
Thanks: To slwmtiondaylite for being an awesome beta. :)
Notes: This is the first of two replies to this prompt here, asking for Jim as the father who was forbidden to see his child.
The vid-call is uncomfortable.
"I was amazed when I found out who was captaining the ship that beat those Romulans."
"Thanks."
There's an awkward silence. They both have things to say, and they're both walking on eggshells, worried that anything they say will be taken wrong and explode into a fight.
Carol takes the first leap, possibly because when they parted, she had left with the most power. "You've really shaped up, Jim."
Kirk sighs then looks away from the vid screen. Carol was quiet, gaze polite, but her smile had just a hint of pity. Then she too looked away, a little guilty, a little tired. "You've...become everything I knew you could be, Jim. More, even."
"I'm sorry."
"I am, too." What she really wants to say is that she's proud of him. But he had always rejected her praise, viciously at times. She wants to bring up the accelerated geo-biology program, and the scholarship he turned down, and the way he refused to get a better paying job than the ship garage, and how he got fired for coming in drunk too many times, and all the horrible things she used to say to him, pregnant and miserable from more than just the hormones.
He's both handsome and ugly to her. He's a part of her life she never wants to go back to. They both are cautiously holding their peace by not mentioning their unshared bitterness.
She called him today to right the wrongs, because he had proven himself, and he deserved this. "I thought you might want to see the little guy." Jim looks up, and there's fear in his poker face.
He watches as she reaches down, for something outside of the screen, and in her arms she holds a little boy, with platinum blond curls. He looks small for a six year old.
"David," Kirk breaths and places his fingers over the flat image of chubby cheeks.
End.
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Author's Note: I jumped at the chance to write this, as I've been dying to see something with Carol in it. Timeline-wise, this is right after the Narada. Jim is currently 25, was 22 when he joined Starfleet, and would have been 19 when David was born, probably 18-19 when David was conceived. The OP asked for Gaila/Jim if the reply was het, but I failed at writing her in here.
My second reply is mpreg, and can be found here. Basically the same premise, though it ended up taking a much longer turn. Maybe I should write some Gaila/Jim mpreg next. =D Actually, wouldn't it be awesome if there Gaila was a ghost after the Narada incident? (Quickly derail into another story.)