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[nyota_uhura24]

Nyota was trying, unsuccessfully, to understand how she'd gotten to this point. It hadn't been the most pleasant of days, mostly because she'd already thrown up several times, but nothing had gone horrible wrong. She'd been glad to get off shift and return to her quarters to rest and go to the bathroom for the seventeenth time that afternoon. She'd even been planning to read that bawdy Ancient Andorian ballad Yaxaria sent her. Then she'd walked in the door, seen the picture of her sisters on the mantle....

...And instantly burst into tears. Now she was sitting on the couch bawling her eyes out for no apparent reason and wondering why there were no pickles in her room. She grabbed her PADD, sent John a message asking him to bring some, and curled up on the couch, staring at the picture and wishing Sadiki and Chiedza were there with her.

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[nyota-uhura24.livejournal.com]

She couldn't argue with that. "I'm going to make sure this baby knows exactly what hell he or she put me through," she said teasingly, though she didn't really mean it. But for some reason, that just made the tears start falling again. "I'm so happy, John. I don't know why I can't stop crying." The pickle helped immensely, and she hummed appreciatively and reached for the jar, wanting another. "And I swear these have never tasted so good..."

[ltkyle.livejournal.com]

He couldn't help it. Her tears, though meant to be hormonal or maybe sad were just adorable. He chuckles because it was funny and her enjoyment of the pickles was probably the funniest part of it all. He kisses the top of her head, figuring that at least he could sit here with her while her hormones sorted out. She wouldn't stay like this for long. Her body would tire itself out eventually.

[nyota-uhura24.livejournal.com]

"Stop laughing at me," she protested, pouting a little, then sighed when she realized how petulant she sounded. Setting the jar of pickles down, she leaned against him and murmured a quiet, "Sorry. I never thought I'd be the crazy, hormonal type." His presence definitely helped, even though she felt a little ridiculous. "I'm glad you're amused, at least." John wasn't the type to get aggravated over much of anything - ensigns aside - but she was glad he was taking this in stride.

[ltkyle.livejournal.com]

Not much bothered him. Well, that was good enough for him. He didn't have much to be worried about after all. She was fine, just feeling like she wasn't fine. He grinned at her, tugging her in a little bit closer and humming his response at first. "Don't be sorry," he whispered in return, "no use. You've done nothing to offend me."

[nyota-uhura24.livejournal.com]

"I know, I just..." She sighed again and pressed closer against him. "I love you," she murmured, knowing that continuing to talk about how strange she felt was only going to make her feel worse at this point. Instead she tried to focus on how right it felt to be in his arms. She turned her head a little to press a kiss to his neck.

[ltkyle.livejournal.com]

He smiled at the little murmur and then the kiss. Leaning his head over on hers, he sighed, tightening his hold of her, "I know." Never good at sharing affection, but always trying the little things at least, he did what he was best at and held onto her as she curled in at his side.

[nyota-uhura24.livejournal.com]

"You'd better know," she replied, nuzzling closer against him, trying to get as close as she possibly could. John had always been her rock, and now that she was feeling so ridiculously irrational she needed him more than ever. "You smell good," she muttered, shifting a little to nibble on his ear.

I'M SORRY. I SUCK.

[ltkyle.livejournal.com]

He let her cuddle up to him and when she confessed that he smelled good, he laughed, because he hadn't even had time to shower, which means he could not possibly smell that good. He had to smell like sweat and the inside of a transporter. She nibbled on his ear and he tilted his head towards her, grinning to himself. "Love, what has gotten into you?" he teased.

NUUUUU ILU

[nyota-uhura24.livejournal.com]

"I don't know," she murmured, tilting her head so she could kiss him. "My mood swings are giving me vertigo." She licked at his lips and shifted a little to cup his cheek with her hand. Her random impulses didn't make any sense, but she didn't know what to do about it. Maybe she should ask Chrissy if she should be taking something, but she hated unnecessary medication.