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The Way to Man's Heart is Through his Stomach	By : Clarissa_Eden Category: S through Z > Star Trek (2009) > Star Trek (2009) Views: 3301 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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Bones's eyes were now slightly budging out of his head, as his sister lead him from the room by his hand. She was speaking to him in the process, but he didn't catch a word of it. His head was far too busy attempting to process what he had just seen. It was no secret that he wasn't the Vulcan race's number one fan, and now his nephew was one of them. What new hell was this? He was lost to the universe. Well he was, until he felt a sharp sting across his cheek as Elizabeth slapped him. That soon brought him to his senses.
"What the hell did you do that for?" McCoy gasped as he glared as his sister, his hand pressed to the side of his face.
"You weren't listening to a word I was saying." She replied as she busied herself preparing the promised hot chocolate for her son.
"Well, I'm so sorry. You just dropped a bomb shell on me, and now you expect me not to be slightly phased by it at all?" Bones argued back. "Who's his father and where the hell is he? Better yet, why isn't he married to you?"
Elizabeth stiffened. "Caleb doesn't have a father, never did. His genetic donor however, he's dead. He was on Vulcan when it imploded. So I'm sorry we never got round to setting a date for the big day, but the invitations were picked out and everything." She sarcastically argued back without pausing.
"Oh well that's just great. My baby sister decides to get herself knocked up by a member of the coldest must unfeeling species in the universe, and then neglects to tell me for what, four, five years?" Leonard ranted at his sister.
By this point Elizabeth looked as though she was on the verge of tears. Angry tears, but tears none the less. That last series of comments had re-ignited the fire in her that had been present less than five minuets ago. "And what makes you think I chose this?"
Still in rant mode, Bones responded quickly. "Oh I don't know, the at least four year old Vulcan-Human hybrid that out there being baby sat by the only other Vulcan-Human hybrid in existence and James Kirk, of all people."
A laugh escaped Elizabeth's lips as she turned to her brother, brandishing a wooden spoon in his general direction. "Caleb is MY son, he doesn't need a father, and we manage just fine. I love him unconditionally as any mother should love her child, I had the choice to keep him, love him, and raise him. I didn't, however, have any choice in his conception. So you just remember that before you accuse me of 'choosing to get knocked up'."
That stopped Bones in his tracks. He wasn't sure if he had heard that right. "You... you were raped?" He asked in a quiet and unsure voice.
"Oh give the man a gold star, he figured it out." Elizabeth resumed making the hot chocolate for Caleb, as the milk she had been warming stared to raise slightly in the pan. "I was raised with the same old fashioned values as you were you jackass. Before everything went to shit, I had every intention of waiting until I got married before I had kids. But I wouldn't give Caleb up for anything, he's my rock. My one beautiful thing in the whole Universe."
"Lizzie, I'm so sorry." He whispered as he pulled her into a hug, this was the first time since he had found out that his wife was cheating on him that he had been on the verge of crying. He had always been protective of his baby sister, knowing that something so horrible had happened to her killed him inside. "I wish you had gone to someone, me or mom or even grandpa, just someone."
She choked back a sob, and managed to laugh slightly. "You have nothing to be sorry for Leo; I should be the one apologising to you. I had every intention on telling you, but I didn't want to burden you with my problems as well. You were just getting over the divorce last time we talked, you seemed to be happy, and I couldn't be the one to destroy you like that."
"That's crap, and you know it." Bones mumbled to Elizabeth, still holding her close to him and resting his cheek on top of her head. "I would have been on the next shuttle to be there for you. Ready to fight for you and kill the bastard who did this to you." The McCoy siblings shared a silent and still moment, just holding each other, composing themselves. But Bones ruined the moment by suddenly shoving her away from him and holding her at arm's length, a disbelieving look on his face. "Do you mean you haven't told mom she's a Grandma yet? God she's gonna kill you."
Relaxing slightly once more, a small smile graced Elizabeth's lips. "Mom knows and so does Pop; they were there when I had him. We just didn't tell you. Mom didn't think it would be a good idea with everything that was going on; I just happened to agree."
She turned back to what she had been doing, her back to her brother. Leaning back against the countertop, Bones couldn't help but feel slightly betrayed by his own family. They seemed to have come to the unanimous decision that he was too delicate to be informed of his sister's condition and the manner in which she got that way. Well that was just peachy, he wasn't a flower, he would make sure they knew that in future. His next message home was going to be interesting to say the least.
Before sweeping out of the room, Elizabeth paused, and over her shoulder announced, "Anyway, it's all in the past, there's nothing I can do. So I choose to keep calm and carry on. Now, your nephew needs me."
There was more to this story, Bones knew it. His sister wasn't telling him everything; he had always been able to tell when she was lying, just as she could tell when he was. Apparently, since they had been separated, she had got better at deception, but she still gave it away slightly. It was all in her eyes, the pain she was living with; her eyes had always been the portals into her soul. Sighing to himself Bones pushed away from the countertop he had been leaning on.

It was as he was moving to follow her, that Bones noticed that there were three more mugs on the counter top. How had he not noticed her make more? Sighing once more he collected the three mugs and re-entered the Officer's mess.
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