PART FOUR (CLOSED)
STAR TREK XI KINK MEME
PART FOUR
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"I'll be damned."
"Don't curse in front of her." Jim chastises bouncing a little on his toes.
"That's the first time she's been quiet since she's been in Sickbay." The facility does seem strangely silent without the infant's constant cries.
"She's got a fairly high psi reading. She maybe empathic."
"So?" Jim smiles as Angel breathes softly in his arms cooing a little.
"I think she's bonded to you. You were the first thing that made her feel safe when we found her."
"Define bonded?"
Bones gives a sharp grin. "I might start calling you Mommy."
Jim's about to protest angrily when Angel begins to fuss again.
"I think you've just been given babysitting duty, Captain."
"Bones." Kirk peels the baby off his shoulder and tries to hand her back to the CMO but Angel immediately exercises her excellent lung power. When Jim pulls her back into his light embrace she quiets.
"She needs sleep Jim. She's comfortable with you. Think you can handle snuggling duty for awhile."
The Captain of the Enterprise gives a put upon sigh. "Think I can take her back to my cabin. If I'm on baby duty I should at least be comfortable."
McCoy waves his hand in dismissal. "I'll get an isolette and bring it to your quarters along with other supplies including diapers."
With a grimace Jim carries Angel out of Sickbay towards his own quarters.
The little girl attracts much crew attention and Jim finds himself whispering his plans to take the little girl on shore leave because she'll definitely help him attract anyone.
When they get to his quarters, Jim places her in the center of the bed with a couple of pillows tucked around her.
"Just for a second. I want to change." His gold tunic's once again taken a beating on an away mission. Pulling off the tunic and black undershirt, Jim throws them toward the recycler. Before he can grab a t shirt, Angel begins to fuss loudly almost working into another cry.
"Hey, hey, none of that." Jim picks up the baby and holds her close to his chest. She quiets quickly and then snuggles up against his warm skin. Jim gives a sigh and raises the environmental controls figuring it'll be awhile before he gets a shirt on. He rocks Angel in his arms remembering a faint song that his grandmother used to sing to him and Sam when the stayed at the farmhouse.
"Hush-a-bye, don't you cry
Go to sleep-y, little baby.
When you wake you shall have
All the pretty little horses.
Blacks and bays, dapples and grays,
Coach and six-a-little horses.
Hush-a-bye, don't you cry,
Go to sleep-y, little baby."
Angel's breath is deep and even. Her blue eyes closed with her long lashes fanning across her cheek. Jim hums still as he carries her around the room hoping the motion keeps her soothed. She tenses a little in his arms when the door chimes but doesn't wake. Jim opens the door to a surprised looking Bones' who's pushing an isolette and carrying a med bag.
The Doctor's eyes widen a little at Jim's shirtless state and before Jim can warn him about waking the baby, Bones is kissing his Captain. It's a brief sweet kiss but it makes Jim smile.
"What was that for?" Jim whispers as Bones begins to unpack bottles and diapers.
"You just look good like that." Bones turns for a moment and runs his hand over Angel's blonde head.
"Hey Bones?"
"Yes, Jim?"
"Can we keep her?"
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Just throwing that out there.
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(Captcha sez: "brunches Moscow". Maybe it wants Chekov to be big brother to Angel and eat with her while telling her everyzing waz inwented in Russia?)
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