Star Trek: Terra Alpha

Aimee was sitting outside on the veranda. It was a beautiful spring day, the birds were churping, and the scents of fruit blossoms drifted along the breeze.

She had a simple acustic guitar on her lap. It was nothing special, just some used instrument she'd picked up at a local shop, but it played in tune, and she found it relaxing.

Sing me a song of a lass that is gone.
Say could that's lass be I?
Merry of soul she sailed on a day.
Over the sea to Skye

Aimee sang the ancient Scottish tune. She wasn't Scots of course, her grandmother had been Irish, and Grandfather Jonathan a through and through Tejano. But, she had the red hair and features of a Celt and she had been more or less adopted by the various Clans that had found their homes on Terra Alpha.

Suddenly there was a sharp shooting pain in her abdomen. Instinctively she dropped her guitar, and pressed the hands to the pain. Then there was the feeling of wetness. Like she had just peed herself.

Forcing herself to her feet, she made her way to the lavatory, all the while clutching her belly. Keenly aware of the stillness within, praying all was well with her babies.

Once inside the lavatory she found to her horror that what she thought had been pee was actually blood. Crying she dropped to the floor clutching her belly trying to will her own lifeforce into the tiny lives within.

"Liv! I need help! Someone, help!" She screamed.

"I'm here!" Olivia said as she ran out of her bedroom, still zipping up her dress as she ran. "What's... wrong... blood... oh shit." she reached inside her bra. "Grandma Tess! We need you. Now! Aimee's bleeding."

Without even a minute going by, Dr. Tess Ryder was in the hallway outside the bathroom. "I'm here..." she whipped a tricorder out of her labcoat pocket. "Just relax Aimee... " she scanned her and winced slightly. "We need to get you to a sickbay now. Liv, is the Mata Hari's sickbay up and ready?"

"Just put the finishing touches on it last weekend." Liv replied and started to set up a site to site transport. "Is it safe to transport her?"

"Safer than a shuttle." Tess replied. "Aimee, just calm yourself... remember your breathing." she pulled out a small hypo from her pocket. "This'll take the edge off, last thing we need you to do is strain yourself."

"Site to site is ready." Olivia said as she tapped a control on a padd and the group beamed directly to their new ship's sickbay. Even though it was parked just outside their land, the ship was mostly functional.

"Computer. Activate holographic nursing assistants." Tess said and four nurses appeared. "I need a surgical biobed set up with stirrups, get me a hypo of liacoratrine that new drug we've been developing, should be in the database and I need towels, lots of towels." she said watching the drips come down. "This is going to be tricky... but you'll have to trust me Aimee, you're going to be a mother today. I promise you this.'

She weeped in pure panic and terror. "My babies," she pleaded. "They're old enough to be born aren't they? They are okay?" She gasped in pain. It felt like someone was ripping her uterus apart.

"Aimee, I promise you, you'll have those twins. I don't break my promises when it comes to babies." Tess said with a reassuring look. "But there is something seriously wrong down there. I may need to sedate you. Of course, these are partially Klingon children aren't they?" she glanced at the monitors. "You do know any hint of Klingon in the mix is super dangerous to the mother, but you called us in time. Olivia... you're my second set of hands."

"I'm whatever you need Buscia." Olivia said with a nod of her head. "Aimee... this will happen. We know it's going to happen. We had proof. So... relax, not the first time either of us have been covered in blood or had pain."

"Your bedside manner..." Tess chuckled. "Whatever it takes... okay Aimee... looks like one of them is trying to get out, see... this is why I tell girls, don't have sex with Klingons... this is the end result. Klingon babies are fighters."

"Like a freaking planned this!" She growled. "Are you going to do your job or do I have to summon the EMH? A mark one!"

"I'm ignoring that." Tess teased as she prepped a couple of things. "I'm just saying it is going to be a bumpy birth, no pun intended. But you're a Sandoval, you're tough as nails and your vagina is made of steel."

"BUSCIA!" Olivia said in shock and laughed.

"You need to spend more time with your grandma Livvy dear... I'm full of surprises." Tess said as she took a device and created an artificial speculum out of hard light to get a better look. "Oh yeah... your daughter is pushing her way past her brother. That's why you're bleeding, half Klingon babies are notorious for fighting in the womb, they're born fighting pretty much."

"I'm being ripped apart and you're making jokes!" Aimee shouted. "Get them out already!"

"You will be fine Aimee, not the first time I've delivered half or full Klingon babies. Might even be the 28th since I came to Terra Alpha." Tess said as she gave her another injection for the pain and something to help with the bleeding. "Just relax... look at your daughter. She has your nose." she said as the holographic scans of her womb appeared above her. "That's why you feel ripped apart, your son is trying to be the first born."

"Tess... I'm not feeling so good," Aimee said her eyes wide. And then the darkness closed around her as she lost consciousness from the loss of blood.

"Oh shit..." Tess muttered as she saw the blood pressure monitor flash red. "Uterine wall was punctured... guess it's time for baby's first transport." she groaned. "I hate to do this, Olivia, start the blood IV, pulse ox monitor. Computer, engage inter uterine armature." as the armature configured into place, Tess used the 3D map to lock onto the babies to beam them into special post birth chambers, filled with a special amniotic fluid like solution that would not only clean them up, but slowly acclimate them to life outside the womb. "On three... two... "

2 Hours later --

Tess was cradling two little children, sleeping soundly in her arms. "You two are going to be trouble for your mother... yes you are... but you'll learn, I think you'll be good kids. Just don't fight." she said softly and watched Aimee as she recovered on the biobed. "Olivia, why don't you wake her up, the IU sutures should be healing up enough for her to get up. Just keep her on bed rest until tomorrow."

Olivia pressed the hypo to Aimee's neck and smiled. "Guess what Aimee, you had quintuplets." she teased and felt a pillow hit her from the back. "Okay okay, you had twins, but they are HUGE. May as well have had quints. Seriously, they're like as much as Lana and Vin were combined."