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“And this is Jimmy when he was six months. See how cute his tooshie was?”

“Mom.”

“Indeed.”

Jim covered his face with his hands. “I don’t believe this.”

“If you two have a child someday imagine how beautiful they will be?”

“Mother.”

His mom smiled in his direction. “It could happen. There are all kinds of methods.”

“We’ve only been bonded for—”

“Almost a year now, right?” Mom asked.

“Yes.” It was Spock who answered and though he wore no particular emotion on his face, Jim felt his amusement from their bond.

“Now, let’s see Jim at two.”

Jim jumped up from his seat and took the PADD with the digital pictures of his life away from her. “Let’s not. You can torture me with them later. We were all going to take you to lunch, remember?”

“Okay.” She smiled. “I’ll stop for now. Let me go get my coat.”

When she left to do so, Jim rolled his eyes and turned to Spock. “Sorry about that. She’s a little bit enthusiastic.”

“Her enthusiasm is sweet. She is pleased you are happy.”

“She is. Yeah. But I didn’t think she’d start in with the naked kid pictures.”

“You were adorable,” Spock assured him. “And she is not wrong.”

Jim laughed. “About my tooshie?”

“That too. That a child we would have would be beautiful.”

Jim’s eyes widened. “You aren’t actually thinking about that, are you?”

“I am.”

“Spock, we’re still on the Enterprise and…”

“After the next mission is over, of course.”

Jim snorted. “Of course.”

Spock patted Jim’s arm. ”There is a lot of time to think about it. In the meantime, I think I win.”

He frowned. “Win what?”

“Your mother is much more agreeable than my father.”

Jim chuckled. “Okay maybe. At least so far she hasn’t give us the ‘what are your future plans in Starfleet, James?’ speech.”

“Exactly. I’d rather look at old pictures of your youth anytime.”

Mom reappeared in her coat. “I’m ready.”

Jim smiled and kissed her cheek. “Come on. Time to spoil you.”

“Oh, I’m so glad you’re here.”

“Me too, Mom. Me too.”