"Evacuate the USS Kelvin, there is an ion storm and the ship cannot take that. Please evacuate immedietly–"

The intercomn turned off abruptly as the lights went out in the hall. Spock packed what few clothes he had been given and had came with in a star fleet issued duffle bag complete with a meditation mat in a rush. He made his way down the hall heading in the direction of the shuttle bay. Spock heard a woman's familiar scream making in his tracks. The scream sounded relatively close to him in the adjoining hallway. Spock briefly closed his eyes. Directly violating the temporal prime directive. He was going to interfere to help James Kirk exist. He turned from the direction that he was headed originally then went in the source of the screams.

Winona's screams were loud and defeaning. Spock had only heard of such screams from officers being tortured or in great agony. His cat like eyes saw through the darkness. Color was slightly brighter between darkness. He came to the woman's side placing a hand onto her shoulder and placed his hand on the woman's face sending a calming wave. The contractions were painful. The ship rocked from side to side. James Kirk was not going to be the same man that Spock knew. It was then that Spock knew that he was in a alternate timeline where anything can happen. The captain was ready to come out at any minute. It was funny how Spock realized that he would always think of his bondmate as a captain. He took his hand off her face then picked her up with his duffle bag on his shoulder. She clenched the Vulcan's shirt as he fled down the hall.

There were officers with glow in the lights guiding the other officers in. Spock's vessel was set in the middle of the hangar. The back end was down and ready to be boarded. Spock stepped aside watching the flood of officers go past him. Several escape pods were leaving the shuttle bay flying out of their small, large cub holders shaped container. The ship trembled, loudly. Sparks were sent flying. He saw a familiar figure among the shadows of others make their way toward his direction. The first officer's blue eyes were the first thing the Ambassador noted. The first officer's hand strolled to the woman's cheek and whispers of gratitude was exchanged between the married couple.

"Will the captain join in the evacuation?" Spock inquired.

"Said he will be right behind me," George said.

"We shall wait for him in my vessel," Spock said. "White has left the ship."

"She wouldn't leave so soon," George said, skeptically.

"Mrs White was headed toward the exercise room of the Kelvin which happens to be nearby the shuttle bay the last time I had seen her this evening," Spock said. "she would not take the risk of staying behind to explode."

Winona shouted in pain.

"To the ship, to the ship, to the ship," Winona repeated painfully.

"Allright," George said.

"It is over here," Spock said.

The three went into the Jellyfish.

Spock placed the woman against the wall right across from the gigantic red blob in the center encased by strong metal and glass. George took the woman's hand knelt down beside her. Spock dropped his duffle bag along the side at the chair in front of the center. He turned on the ship. He watched several humans fleeing out of the shuttle bay exit. The starship trembled, loudly. Pieces of metal fell to the floor. Spock waited, watching several humans come out including Talron with several limping officers surrounding her. Her unique appearance lacking eyebrows almost resembling in a way Odo from Star Base Deep Space Nine.

Spock waited a few more seconds as the screams from the woman intensified. She would require medical attention on a medical shuttle. The Jellyfish was not equipped for that kind of help. Robau appeared out into the shuttle bay. A moment later the wall behind him gave out. Spock gestured the man to come in. Robau ran toward the side of the Jellyfish. Robau's bootsteps echoed onto the ship. Spock deactivated the stairs and the door closed behind the captain. The lift slid back into the ship that flew above the floor. It twirled away from the entrance speeding off into the vastness of space. Spock looked over to see fairly rusty, old ship rocking from side to side disturbingly. He turned on the protectionary field for the ship. The starship exploded in a fit of rage. The shuttle crafts flew out of the direction of Ion Storm. Spock followed suit. It was only a few minutes later did Spock hear the cries of a baby.

"They have your eyes, George," Winona said.

"Look at those bright eyes," George said. "Never seen anything like it. Its like the lighting from space."

"That's unexpected," Robau said. "Your baby is twice cuter than you."

"This is not a competition, captain," George said, jokingly.

"Look at them," Winona said. "we have a little unisex Kirk in the family. What do we call them?"

"I was thinking of James Tiberius Kirk," George said.

"How perfect," Winona said.

"I think it suits them," Robau said. "I know they will be someone to be proud of."

"We are always going to be proud of them," George said. "they are a Kirk."

Spock headed on toward the marble. The starships were in formation following the lead of a officer while staying in the back. They didn't realize how right they were that the little baby was going to grow up to be Star Fleet's finest. Or maybe not, since there was interference in his birth. Either way, the Kirk's were going to be proud of him either way. No matter his mistakes or his successes, proud parents watching him become captain of the USS Enterprise at the ceremony held on Earth. A ceremony that Spock himself had attended.

"Looks like you were wrong, Ambassador Spock," Winona said. "he came in January."

"Rarely am I ever wrong," Spock remarked. "your child will make a great star fleet officer in your hands."

"Yes, they will," George said. "Oochy-woochy-koochy-coo."

And the scene backtracked from the Jellyfish as it flew in the direction at low warp speed falling in line with the evacuated shuttles.