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Story: A Drink
Universe: Star Trek: Fifth Fleet (current era)
Starbase 719, Typhon Sector
Year: 2387
Pairing: Sylvan Xaran / Jack Simmons
Rating: PG- 13
Words: 1135

Disclaimer: The Star Trek universe is not mine.

September 2387

Jack Simmons first met Cathryn Pearson late in 2375, when he was temporarily assigned to the Medical division on the U.S.S. Hawk and she was usually assigned to the U.S.S. Besiege. While the Besiege was at Utopia Planitia for repairs, the crew of the Besiege manned the Hawk for a mission to Betazed. The Hawk coordinated landing parties to round up any remaining Jem’Hadar, Vorta or anything else Dominion related. They were also charged with meeting up with members of the resistance cells on Betazed, and rescuing any Starfleet members that had hooked up with them. A friend of his since childhood was one.

After the war he returned to Starfleet Medical on Earth and she remained on the Besiege as part of the crew of 21 that manned the ship from 2377 until 2385. In 2385 the ship’s Captain William McLeod was given permission to bring the crew back to its full compliment of 125 and the ship was assigned to Starbase 719. She became the first officer of Starbase 719 in late 2385. He came to Starbase 719 as assistant CMO on the first day of January of 2386. During those intervening years, they met up when they could, taking leave together or meeting up on one of the Besiege’s routine stops at Earth.

Jack sat at the bar staring straight ahead, nursing a glass of Aldebaran whiskey. It was a few days since he found out that Cathryn was pregnant. He was still trying to get his head around the concept. Most of his friends had married and had kids of varying ages already. Until Cathryn, he never gave much thought about getting married or having kids. He was happy with life the way it was, or at least he thought he was.

His friend, the one who ended up on Betazed during the Dominion War, Sylvan Xaran, was going to be joining him shortly. He remembered when he first met Sylvan’s wife, Val’ri Raiajh. She was definitely not what he expected she would look like. She certainly looked Vulcan, with upswept eyebrows and the pointed ears. Her long, dark hair was unique; it was rare amongst Vulcans to wear their hair in that style. She also did not have that ‘icy’ look of the Vulcan females he met. Her features were softened by unique heritage.

Sylvan came and sat down next to him and called the bartender over.

The bartender asks, “What will it be Doc?”

“How about a double of the blue stuff from the Admiral’s private stash,” he replied.

Jack made a face and said, “How can you drink that? Romulan Ale is some wicked stuff.”

The bartender poured Sylvan a glass and left them be.

“I like it. What’s on your mind?”

“More than you know. I don’t know what to do about Cathryn.”

“What do you mean?”

“I never thought that Cathryn would get pregnant. I was always told I couldn’t have kids.”

“Well I didn’t think I was going to be a grandfather before 50, but stuff happens.”

“Should I ask her to marry me?”

“Do you want to marry her?”

“I don’t know.”

“Do you love her?”

“I do love her, but it certainly isn’t like what you got with your wife.”

“You know better than to compare like that. Let me ask you this. Would you ask her to marry you if she wasn’t carrying your child?”

“I’ve been pondering it for a long time. However, I never get the courage up to ask her. Sylvan, how did you ever get the courage to ask Val’ri to marry you? You two only knew each other three weeks when you got married.”

Sylvan thought about it for a while. “Jack, come to think of it, the first time I asked her to marry me was at that party Cathryn put together for us a few weeks ago for our 20th anniversary.”

“She asked you back in ’67?”

“No." Sylvan replied, shaking his head. "I remember telling her that I wanted her to be my wife, and after that we spoke of getting married, but I never asked her.

"Truthfully, when I first noticed her I never thought that she would be remotely interested in me. Two days after those of us on the Surak were helping those on the Arcturus, I saw Val eating lunch in the Arcturus mess. I smiled at her and she actually did her best to smile back. It intrigued me enough to go over and talk to her. Surprising as it may seem I actually fell in love with her just talking at lunch. She’s the most down-to-earth person I ever met.”

“I certainly didn’t have that with Cathryn. What I have developed over time.”

“Stop comparing, Jack. My life would have been totally different if I wasn’t telepathic. I certainly would not have what I have.”

“You probably would have gone mad. Remember what we learned in school about Deltans.”

“I remember, but I probably wasn’t listening,” he said only half-jokingly. “I actually pursued a relationship with Val even after finding out she was part Deltan.” He downed his Ale and called the barkeep over for a refill. The barkeep re-filled Sylvan’s glass and walked away.

“Didn’t Val know what would happen?”

“No, she never did anything before our wedding night. The doctors who tended to her when she was younger didn’t think what happened, would happen.”

“I actually didn’t believe she was part-Deltan when I met her. She doesn’t have those tell-tale pheromones, most of the time.”

“Tell me about it. The afternoon we went to the Deltan Embassy when we got to Earth was the first time I encountered her pheromones. Jack, I’m not kidding, I thought I was going to crawl out of my skin. I know she felt that way too. We got married that evening.”

“Sylvan, it still amazes me that although you only knew Val for three weeks when you married; here we are twenty years later and you’re still married.”

“Jack, I never thought it could be, but I love my wife more today than I did the day I married her.”

“I have to say that you are one lucky man, Sylvan.”

“So are you Jack. Cathryn is a wonderful woman.”

“I’m afraid if I do ask her to marry me, she’ll say no.”

“If you don’t ask her you’ll never know. I do know this, Jack, whatever you decide you’ll make a great dad.”