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Title: The Narada
Author: t_l_p_d
Genre: …all of them?
Rating: Eventually M/NC-17 but for now … Pg or Pg-13 -ish
Summary: Response to Whiteraven1606’s really awesome prompt! (see part one)
Status: WIP
Warnings: Cursing/profanity, mpreg, slash, threesome, alive!George, notnice!Winona, OC’s (mostly there as filler characters, none are REALLY important), an insane amount of contractions that will probably decrease once the Vulcans are on the scene (a little Vulcan humor there :D), others to be determined

Author’s Note: So, I think what I am going to do is post until I complete the fic. Then, go back over it and make it better. Then I’ll post the revised edition (all at once - depending on how long this gets). Also, once the initial edition is complete, I will make a master list. The revised edition will be posted on the master list once it is completed. (So basically what I am saying is that I won’t delete the old version once I revise it - in case anyone actually likes it better or wants to see the different stages).

2. Sorry for the shortness but really tired and my little brother’s party is tomorrow (he’s having a sleepover and we’re watching BlizzCon and I’m so excited! ... and tired. And my cat’s annoying).

Alarms, flashing lights, and the computer saying: “CODE RED”, woke George out of a deep sleep. He was on bed rest in the infirmary as he had given birth to a healthy baby boy only twenty-four hours ago.

“Henry, what’s going on?”

“Not now George. We’ve got big problems. Some Vulcan wannabe is threatening the ship. That guy’s weapons are so advanced, Captain Robau is going to his ship in a shuttlecraft!”

“Shit! I should be on the bridge!”

“No! You attempt to get out of that bed and I will sedate you so fast, your head will still be spinning when you wake up!”

“Touchy, touchy. I’ll stay here but I want updates. Frequent updates.”

“Yeah, well. No duh.”


“George…I don’t know how to tell you this but…Captain Robau’s dead. He’s dead George.”

“What…but…no!” George started to hyperventilate.

“George, calm down or I’m sedating you!” He didn’t calm down and he did sedate.


“Wuh? Henry, where am I? Where’s Jimmy?” George sat up in a panic and then winced in pain.

“We’re on the medical shuttle pod. Jimmy is right here. See? Calm down.”


On the rescue ship, George only found out that Winona had survived when they accidentally met up in the mess hall. The death of hundreds of their friends had not softened her in the least. She would not even look at Jimmy.


“Daddy is that him? Is that Jimmy?” Sam was practically bouncing in place - it was only Chris’s quick grab that stopped Sam from running away from his grandparents and tackling his father.

“Yeah kiddo,” George set his bags down and knelt next to Sam, “This is James Tiberius Kirk. Jimmy to his friends and family.”




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