{Backlog} the Rise of the Fire Bird

Posted on 241206.11 @ 10:17 by Fleet Captain Jonathon Kirk & Commander Melissa Andros

Mission: Winds of Change
Location: XO Quarters

Mornings off were rare as gold dust and just as valuable to those who found sleeping in a welcomed luxury. Missy was just one such person who never seemed able to cram enough sleep into her schedule now that she shared her energy with another seemingly insatiable soul. The constant act of cultivating life left her always willing and able to set her head down.

As an added benefit, sleep was just one more way to pass the countless seconds, minutes, and hours until the second half to that equation returned. But sleep wasn't always sound and easy with an entire empty bed to get used to. That particular morning found the redhead half sprawled across the entire mattress, tangled in cream satin sheets, with her vivid red hair cast about her head like a crown of curling flames, and her shirt caught in such a way it exposed everything, at least everything the sheets failed to engulf, from ankle to ribs.

In her sleep, fitful with dreams of him, Missy had become a fire bird, poised for flight across some mock sky of silk. Such a vision was rare, never seen or captured by any but the most lucky... The most trusted... The most loved. Her fingers twitched as she subconsciously felt the eyes of just such a person upon her, slowly drawing her from dream land.

Jon had a late night working in the CIC and the bridge. He some how got the night shift which meant he was not able to spend too much time with Melissa. He got to the room and quietly moved around and changed into a pair of basketball shorts and a white tshirt. He walked over to the bed and saw her sprawled on half the bed. He smiled and tried to get into the bed without waking her up. He was able to get into the bed but noticed she as started to stir. He gave her a kiss and leaned close to her ear and whispered "I love you".

"Hmmm." The sleepy noise came with a snuffle, smile, and half opened eyes darkened by sleep. "Love you too." Missy hummed for clarification and rolled over to face her lover.

Time was cruel to them, tugging at their bonds with snarling fingers - but it was the moments like the one they now shared that made everything perfectly worth it. All of it. She wasn't the officer then, and he not the Executive Officer. They were simply woman and man, acting off emotion and whatever chose to drive them. Missy's fingers found his jaw and trailed the strong line of it until they cupped his chin and gently drew their lips together for another kiss. "Missed you."

Jon smiled as he crawled closer to her and wrapped his arms around her. " I have to ask does two pink lines mean positive or the plus sign. Because if so then we need to babyproof the room." He said with a smile as he looked around to envision what it would look like.

"Something like that." Missy replied with a dopey little smile looping her arms around his neck and letting her body mold to his. "We've got a little time." Part of her had honestly worried about his reaction to such life altering news, but now that worry faded into relief and bliss.

Jon smiled at her and gave her more kisses. "Sweetheart, there isn't anything in the world that I would be even more happier about. But I think I might transfer some of our displayed weapons into a safe." He said as he pulled her closer to him. " so how much morning sickness have I missed?"

Merlin glowed... Or was it gloated? There was a gentleness to him that made Missy warm and fuzzy, a stark contrast to the man she'd first met all that time ago. "Shh, all in good time." She replied between kisses, amused at his haste to create a safe environment.

Her fingers savored the warm silken feel of his skin along the back of his neck as she let him cradle her to him, pleased by the closeness and wholeness he created. "A bit. It's a lie, you know, morning is the only time it's not around."

Jon smiled even more and held on to her. He was absolutely happy that they had a little one on the way. He was just wondering who he could ask to draw up some concepts of a crib that could be taken anywhere. "I just hope I can get off the night shift and stay on mornings so we can spend more time together. Plus I think we need to give you a remote for the replicaters."

"I'm sure Archer will be more than happy to unchain you for the nights." Miss nodded, leaning in to steal a kiss. "I'll be ok without the remote, I promise I can still walk." She laughed lightly.

Jon kissed her back. " I wonder if engineering might have some great concepts for a new style crib. I think maybe a project like this will give them some ideas to throw around for the next few months." He said with a bigger smile.

Drawing back slightly to look at him, Missy suddenly wished she had a camera to capture the smile and expression plastered across her lover's face. "Pick their brains, lord knows they'd probably appreciate the change."

Sure... She'd planned on keeping her condition under wraps a bit longer, at least from those who didn't matter, but this she couldn't deny him. Not when he swelled and beamed with pride and she blossomed in much the same way.

Yeah... She'd told Archer not to gab... But this was different. This was Jonathan Kirk, Executive Officer expecting his first child, giddy as a bear in honey, smiling from ear to ear.

Camera or not she'd never forget that face.

"What did I do to get so lucky?" Her head shook slightly and she dropped a kiss on the tip of his nose.

Jon pulled her closer and kissed her repeatedly. "You think you're the lucky one. What about me?" He asked with a smile on his face. He felt his eyes getting heavy. He pulled her closer and kissed her cheek. "I think you should switch your shift for the time being." He said with a slight smile. He held onto her and kissed her before his eyes shut completely. Sleep started to take him over and the thoughts of their little one soon to come made him grin.

Captain Jonathon Kirk
Executive Officer

&

Lieutenant Colonel Melissa Andros