Chapter Eighteen
McCoy lead the six men into sickbay. M’Benga and Carol looked up as they all filed in. They smiled at their Captain and First Officer. “It’s good to have you back, Captain,” M’Benga said as he set down the hypo he was loading and grabbed a tricorder. He walked over to Spock and started to do a scan on him. “Hm, I see there are some anomalies now to your system. We will need to do some further testing.” He frowned at the readings.
McCoy frowned from his scan of Jim and looked at Carol as she scanned the other four men. He looked over at her tricorder, then M’Benga’s and back to his own. His frown deepened to see that the anomalies were all the same. “What the hell? Alright, everyone over to a biobed.”
They moved over and sat on the beds. Carol, McCoy and M’Benga got to work checking everyone over and taking blood and tissue samples for the lab. When he was doing a more in depth scan on Suran and Korath he noticed an anomaly that he missed before. He nearly fell over when he saw what it was. They were pregnant! He went over to Jim and did a more in depth scan on him as well and he was also. Jesus Christ! What was done to them?
“Is there something wrong, Doctor?” Korath asked him. He had heard his thoughts as well and knew that this was not going to go well. Humans were known for a lot of yelling without being physically aggressive. They were thought weak by his people and to some degree, he thought so as well. But they seemed to bounce back better from what life throws at them, where his people being so ridge tended to break.
“You three are pregnant! How?” he was flabbergasted.
“Well, when two people love each other and get together…ouch!” Jim clapped a hand to his neck where Bones had jabbed him with a hypo.
“Not funny smartass.”
“Apparently this was part of Yernak’s great experiment and start of a new world. Merrok and Kor can fill you in as they were there longer and we have not gotten all of the information yet.”
“Indeed, we have not been fully informed of everything on this matter. T’hy’la is with child. That is most pleasing.” And Spock did sound pleased. Jim smiled, he could feel how happy he was through their bond and shared thoughts. He could feel the pride coming from Kor and Merrok about their babies as well. It was almost a primitive possessive feeling,a feeling of happiness on having mates that were fertile and pride on how manly they were for impregnating their mates.
“Alright, gentleman. Lay it on us. We need to know what is going on as to let Starfleet Command know.”
“As you wish Doctor. They call us ‘Bastans.’ That was the name they gave us experiments. According to them we are no longer just Romulan, Klingon, Vulcan or Human. They took our DNA and mixed it with some traits from the Kintzi and Betazed. Eventually they plan for all of this new race to exhibit traits from Vulcan, Human, Klingon, Romulan, Kintzi and Betazoid. They wanted to have a Telepathic and Empathic Species. They seemed fascinated with a old Earth Goddess called Bastet, hence the name of the new species. They pulled the ability to go into heats, telepathy, among other things from the Kintzi. They looked for the gene on Telepathy and Empathy from the Betazoids, that was the trait they wanted from them.”
“What was the among other things?” McCoy asked wanted as much information as possible. He was not looking forward to the future conversation with Starfleet and hoped that Admiral Komack would not be sitting in on it.
“The ability to lock into their mates at the time of breeding. The dominates of the pairings all how barbs on their penis’s now. The submissive now has the ability to go into heat, just like a female of the Kintzi. All pairings are Dominate/Submissive, that was what they were looking for when they choose the ones for their experiments. We are not sure, how they were able to tell who was what though. Somehow they figured out a way for males to become pregnant and carry babies to term. They can give birth to them naturally as well. There would no need to perform surgery to remove the child. They figured out what to adjust in the DNA that will force the body to create its own womb and eggs. This is why they chose a species that experiences heats.”
Jim choked on his own air as he tried to process that last piece of news. He looked over at McCoy when he felt a burst of shock and disbelief coming from him. He looked a little green in the face.
“Is that everything?”
“That is all we know. They would not tell us further as they said they had no wish to influence the experiment unduly.”
“So were all of you changed physically in that regard?”
“No, just the dominate males were. We look just the same but with that one addition. The submissives were internally changed. They should also be able to tend their young naturally as well.”
“What do you mean?” Jim asked.
“We can breast feed,” Suran told him.
“We also believe when there was the addition of Telepathy and Empathy added to us, there were some mental adjustments as well. It seems that the natural aggression of our two people towards others seems to have greatly diminished and our cognitive reasoning has increased. There are some primitive feelings and thoughts as well, but those seem to be centered on our mates.”
“Alright, what we are going to do is take you six into one of our isolation areas and have it setup with some beds. I take it you all want to share?” he asked. When they nodded in agreement, he continued on, “so what we will do is getting you setup in there and I will have Doctor Marcus assist me in attending those who are pregnant. Doctor M’Benga will attend to you Spock and you two other gentlemen. So if you will follow me.” He turned and they all followed him to isolation. McCoy seemed a little worried about Jim, other than that one smartass comment he was very quiet. “You okay, Jim?”
“Fine, Bones. Just processing that last bit of information. Man boobs, I am gonna get fat and have man boobs.”
“Pregnant, T’hy’la. You will be pregnant with our child, not fat. Can you tell anything about our child Doctor McCoy?”
“Children, it seems you will be having twins as well. Seems multiple births come along with everything else. I will have to keep a file on all of this as well. Pike is gonna love this. Dammit Jim, and I have to be the one to tell him.”
Sorry, Bones. Nope, not sorry.” he snickered at McCoy.
“Well, you can tell him you are pregnant. After this I am gonna need a bottle of scotch.”
“Ah, do I have to? Can’t you do it?”
“Nope, as he is your pseudo-father, it is up to you. We could have the hobgoblin do it, since he knocked you up.”
“I will be informing my parents of my impending parenthood,” Spock said.
“That should prove interesting. I will let you use my office as I don’t want you out of sickbay until I am sure you are healthy.”
“Thank you, Doctor.” Spock nodded to him.
“Here ya go. I want everyone to get some rest. We will be in to check on you in a few hours. The replicator is in the corner. It is programmed with lots of healthy food choices.” And with that last comment directed at Jim, he took his leave.
“Ooh, I wants some more of the plomeek soup.”
“I will get it for you, T’hy’la.”
“Thanks, Spock,” he said to him. ‘You’re the best,’ he told him mentally. Spock flushed green at the comment. Jim snickered, so cute. Spock heard that and flushed a deeper green.
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McCoy had just stepped into his office when Scotty entered sickbay. “Hiya, Doc. How are the Capt’n and Commander Spock?” he asked.
“Spock’s fine, Jim on the other hand is pregnant thanks to those crazy Excalbians. Ugh.” he dropped his head onto his desk.
Scotty blinked, he must have heard Leonard wrong. “Wha’?”
“Ya heard me. They were all experimented on and I now have three pregnant males in isolation. I now have to have Uhura put a subspace call through to Pike. Oh God, I hope Komack is not part of the conversation. He hates Jim.”
Scotty walked over after making sure the door was secure and gave him a deep kiss. “There now, na need to get yer knickers in a twist. Just make tha’ call and we will deal with it.”
“Alright, I expect more of those tonight. Why do I need a scotch when I have a Scotsman.”
Scotty laughed at that and had Uhura put in the call.
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“So how did the mission go?” Pike asked after they got the pleasantries over with.
“It went well. The Klingons and Romulans came and we were able to get in relatively easy. There were only locks on the doors to the area housing the Captain and Commander Spock along with two Romulans and two Klingons. Apparently there was an argument between the Klingon rescue party and the Klingon kidnapees. The Klingons left without them, so we have them aboard in sickbay. Same goes with the Romulans, one actually pulled a disrupter on their own people and our security stunned them and we have them aboard as well.” McCoy took a breathe.
“I take it there is more?” he asked.
“Aye, Admiral. Ya might be wanting to be sitting down fer this one.”
“Tell me.” He commanded.
“So apparently the Excalbians have done some heavy experimenting on our boys as well as the two Klingons and Romulans. From what we were told they wanted to create a new race as part of a grand experiment.”
“Go on.”
“They call them ‘Bastans.’ That was the name they gave the experiments. According to them, they are no longer just Romulan, Klingon, Vulcan or Human. They took some of their DNA and mixed it with some traits from the Kintzi and Betazed. Eventually they plan for all of this new race to exhibit traits from Vulcan, Human, Klingon, Romulan, Kintzi and Betazoid. They wanted to have a Telepathic and Empathic Species. According to Merrok, they seemed fascinated with a old Earth Goddess called Bastet, hence why they named the new species Bastans. They pulled the ability to go into heats, telepathy, among other things from the Kintzi. They looked for the gene on Telepathy and Empathy from the Betazoids, that was the trait they wanted from them.”
“There is more to this, isn’t there?” he asked.
“Yes, sir. From what we have been told, they have the ability to lock into their mates at the time of breeding. The dominates of the pairings all have barbs on their penis’s now. The submissive now has the ability to go into heat, just like a female of the Kintzi. All pairings are Dominate/Submissive, that was what they were looking for when they choose the ones for their experiments. No one knows how they were able to tell who was what though. Somehow they figured out a way for males to become pregnant and carry babies to term. They can give birth to them naturally as well. There would no need to perform surgery to remove the child. They figured out what to adjust in the DNA that will force the body to create its own womb and eggs. This is why they chose a species that experiences heats.”
“Oh Christ. Tell me that is everything.”
“That is all we know. They weren’t told anything else as they said they had no wish to influence the experiment unduly.”
“Well, they can breastfeed,” McCoy told him.
“They also believe that when there was the addition of Telepathy and Empathy added to them, there were some mental adjustments as well. It seems that the natural aggression they feel towards towards others seems to have greatly diminished and their cognitive reasoning has increased. There are some primitive feelings and thoughts as well, but those seem to be centered on their mates.” McCoy finished.
“Send me everything you have in a full report. Keep me posted on the pregnancies. Tell Jim I expect to hear from him. I am not sure how well this is going to go over with Starfleet. There are some that may want Jim’s command pulled.”
“Aye, but they may have to go up against Spock’s kin. I don’t think tha’ Vulcan’s will take it well.”
“I may be able to work with that. I will contact you later. For now, Lieutenant Commander Scott, you are still in charge of the Enterprise. And Doctor, don’t let Jim forget to call me.”
“I won’t, sir.”
And Pike cut the call. “Tha’ went better than I thought.”
“You off shift?”
“Aye.”
“Meet me in my quarters in 1.53 hours. Once I have the report on this done, I am going to need a strong dose of Scotsman.”
Scott nodded and pulled him in for a long and deep kiss. “I’ll be waitin’.” And with that he exited McCoy’s office to get everything ready for a long night of loving a head.
McCoy smiled, he was so keeping him.