John's enthusiasm for flying was one of the many things she adored about him. His primary duty was to the transporters, of course, but she liked hearing the subtle excitement in his voice when he was flying.

The endearment earned her a few amused looks from the bridge crew, and she rolled her eyes. If he was going to tease her in public, she'd do the same. By now nearly everyone knew about their unborn child, if only because she was beginning to show. There weren't maternity uniforms, so she'd switched to pants because her swollen stomach made the skirt even more obscenely short than it had been before.

"Good, because you're going to need my help. You should be passing the first spiral of radiation in about 2 minutes. Are your instruments still working?"