Disclaimer: The general universe here belongs to Roddenberry-Kirschner,
among others. Some of the characters mentioned here belong to them,
too, but the rest belong to me.
Warning: PG-13, due to some descriptions and dialogue.
Notes: This is the second in a three-story series about Marianne. It
may not make sense to anyone who hasn't read "Disconnected", the first
story. (I may yet end up merging all three stories - stay tuned for
details.) Many, many thanks to Jen LeMaire, my main collaborator, the
main reason these stories exist, and the provider of information about
pregnancy and childbirth.
Part of This World
The first thing she realized was that the room was a mess. Of course,
that was what happened when one mated a Kimera.
Ra'das, her Kimera mate, had re-assumed his human form and was now
looking at her expectantly... and tenderly. She, herself, did not want
to be parted from this wonderful being who was almost everything she
wished in a mate. Okay, so he wasn't human. Small problem. She started
neatening things up, not wanting her living room to be a total mess.
Ra'das fell in beside her, bringing some things back to their former
"We will have to leave soon," he said quietly. "You need to pack
whatever you think you need, and notify anyone that you need to. But we
need to hurry. I would prefer not to incur the Taelons' wrath either,
nor do I want my child to be born in their domain."
"I don't want my child to be born in their domain, either... but,
surely we have some time?"
"You'll begin showing in another day, and you'll be unable to hide your
pregnancy after that. In three days, you'll give birth."
She nodded. "Standard Kimera/hybrid pregnancy. I know."
Her grandmother had given birth to her father in just nine hours- the
Kimera had been able to adjust their hybrids so that the pregnancy was
less dangerous to them. Still, the pregnancy lasted three days as a
safety precaution. Three days pregnancy, and three days after that for
the child to grow to adult size.
Marianne called up the after-hours messaging service saying that there
was a family emergency, length of time unknown, please put her on
unpaid leave and she'd be back when she could. She then hurried to her
bedroom and packed the things she thought she needed. She threw in a
book or two- it was going to be a long three days, and she couldn't be
learning her way around all the time....
Finally, she was ready. Hefting her bag, she said, "Let's go."
* * *
Once they got to the ship, things went fairly fast. Ra'das dropped to
his true form, freeing his host, and they were soon in
interdimensional, heading for the Kimera ship.
"I don't think you should worry about my host," Ra'das had told her on
the way. "He is not the kind of person to report such things... and the
encrusting will be nothing but litter to the cleaners."
"Is any of him in this one?" she asked, placing her hand over her
stomach, feeling how natural it was to do so.
"I mixed some of the genes in for a healthy diversity... and, of
course, the child has some of his memories as well... I could not deny
"You couldn't deny her another experience, you mean," Marianne said.
They had completely dropped English at that point, as somehow speaking
Kimera felt better.
"The experiences that our parents give to us are in some ways as
important as what we experience ourselves."
"For they have made our mistakes for us," Marianne recited.
He reached out and guided her into the ship. Marianne had been on board
before, but not for any length of time, and certainly not while she was
considering it as a place for her child to grow up. She looked around
as he greeted other Kimera, made arrangements for her, prevented them
from distracting her. As they went through the ship, he told her about
the world that they were currently near. "We're studying them for a
future mating... assuming they're still around when we're a viable
species again. Perhaps you would like to look at the research that has
been done so far - one of your descendants may well mate with them."
"Maybe later, when my mind isn't otherwise occupied."
She felt amusement from her partner as he led her on. "Here are the
medical facilities... this is Sa'ana and Be'ant, they will no doubt be
helping you in the delivery, as they've done for some of your siblings."
"We've heard that you are a doctor yourself," Sa'ana said. "Perhaps,
after you are delivered, you would like to look further at our medical
facilities. We would be glad to welcome you."
"I'll think about it," Marianne managed.
As they left the facility, two very familiar faces rushed to them.
Nessa and Allie, two of her half siblings, both about a decade younger
than her, greeted the pair. "It's about time you were paired, Mari..."
"Ha, ha," she said. "Go shove a sock in it, Nessa."
Nessa and Allie giggled, but went off, promising to help her through
what they could of the pregnancy.
Suddenly, Marianne almost slapped herself. Ra'das looked at her
expectantly. "I forgot to tell mom and dad about the pregnancy...."
"You will have time," Ra'das replied. "You have much more of your
pregnancy left to go..."
* * *
Marianne woke up in a strange bed.
For a second, she couldn't remember where she was, but then her memory
slipped back and she remembered that she was in the quarters Ra'das had
procured for her aboard ship. Good thing he did- although she had no
doubt that she'd be refused quarters, she'd been too dazed that evening
to really care about such things.
She wasn't showing, not yet, but that would happen in a couple of hours
anyway. Less than a couple of hours. She judged that she was probably
in the equivalent of the second month of human pregnancy. Soon things
would get uncomfortable, but also fortunately, it would soon be over.
At least she would hopefully stop feeling fatigued.
She stretched, pulling out an extra-large teeshirt and her gym pants,
which would hopefully hold while she was seeking out maternity clothing
that would fit. She'd need it tomorrow. Nessa and Allie would probably
have clothing, and they deserved to be bugged back. That was taken care
Marianne thought briefly about sending a message to her parents, but
that could wait until later, when she'd want to be doing a lot of
sitting down anyway.
She got dressed and made her to-do list. First, seek out clothing from
half-siblings. Second, find Ra'das. She wanted to spend more time with
him, even if it did mean discussing the species on the planet. Third,
discuss any health issues with Sa'ana and/or Be'ant, as she wasn't
quite up to speed on Kimera/hybrid pregnancies.
That should keep her busy today, at least. Later on, she'd call Mom and
Dad. Both of them would probably be amused at what species her mate
was. She smiled briefly. Yeah, she really was catching up on lost time.
By the time she was ready to leave her child in Ra'das' hands, she
should know more about herself and the culture that she'd shunned so
* * *
The child was growing larger. Whereas a few hours ago it wouldn't have
been obvious that she was pregnant, now it was visible if one looked.
She reclined in the chair, reading through some of the archives on
cultures that her ancestors had visited... and, with Ra'das' help,
retrieving some of the ancestral memories. There was so much she needed
to learn... and so little time, for she would probably need to get back
to Earth at some point and pretend once more she was human.
While once that was reassuring, now it bugged her. Bugged her to know
that she would have passed onto her child a fear of the ancestry that
she was revelling in now. Kimera blood was nothing to be afraid of,
unless you were a Taelon....
Ra'das had been patient with her, altering between more tales of his
travels and gently instructing her how to use some of the abilities
within her that she'd not even been aware of. She suspected it was to
keep her mind off her pregnancy - she did have a bad tendency to fret,
after all. She was sure that he was tired of hearing about it.
So, she was busy looking up studies on pregnancy, in particular
pregnancies that resulted from matings between the Kimera and another
species. Mating between humans and Kimera tended to be deadly - if the
human mother didn't have a CVI, she was dead. Of course, the one and
only human-Kimera mating, her grandparents, had burned out her
grandmother's CVI, but it had been long since confirmed that that was a
mistake by her grandparent Ha'gel who was trying to burn out her
grandmother's MI. Up to that point, the CVI had been handling things
Idly, she wondered if any Kimera had ever gotten interested in her
mother. She *did* have a CVI... and she was bonded to Dad. Strike that,
the Kimera would never have touched her at that, since she was bonded
to dad. In general, it didn't matter if hybrids had more than one mate,
because generally it was assumed that if they had multiple partners it
was a mate from each of their parents' species.
She wondered if she would have a human mate. Had to thumb her nose at
the Taelons somehow....
Marianne smiled as she went back to her research, oblivious to Ra'das
* * *
"Are you sure you are feeling up to this?" Ra'das asked.
"Right now, I feel fine. Be'ant checked, the pregnancy is proceding
normally, and I want to be up to speed before I have to spend most of
my time between a chair and the nearest bathroom... okay, that won't be
until later, but I do want to do the active stuff now and hold the rest
of the sitting down until tomorrow."
He didn't comment, but instead opened the door to the room. Marianne
could see inside, watching as people, no, she reminded herself,
children, did things. Her child would soon be here, looking as
full-grown as the rest of those here, and just as lost in parents'
She wondered how the child would look. Some of the children in the room
looked pure Kimera, some pure human, a couple that were clearly
inbetween - half nieces and nephews? - even one or two that were
evidently the result of the Kimera reclamation of their descendants all
over the universe. The Kimera's main goal was breeding themselves into
viability again, and it showed. She wondered how many, if any, other
Kimera descendants she shared Ra'das with. Not that she really minded,
of course, because she too planned to have more than one mate. She
could hardly condemn Ra'das for something she was doing herself.
Besides, Ra'das had been a jewel, complying with all her requests and
rarely leaving her side except when she wanted privacy. This place was
still strange to her, and having someone she knew and loved by her side
eased things a lot. Especially right now, where all her training said
that her pregnancy was proceeding too fast, while her instincts said it
was proceeding just fine.
Sheesh, tomorrow was going to be fun, going through the equivalent of
the last trimester of human pregnancy in one day. As it was, she was
starting to look slightly balloonish - tomorrow she'd probably feel
like falling over. Okay, not quite, but her stomach was bigger, it
seemed, every time she looked at it.
Well, better get things done while she could.
She let Ra'das lead her to the Kimera teaching the young ones. There
was a lot she needed to know.
* * *
Marianne groaned as she woke up. Looking at herself, she judged that
she wouldn't be pregnant much longer, or at least her child would be
born by the time she went to bed again. Probably a few more hours to
go. She went to the bathroom before getting into her borrowed maternity
clothing, and then went to find Ra'das. Today was a day for study.
Ra'das had promised her more interesting things, just to take her mind
off the last stages of her pregnancy. No more concentrating on
pregnancy and childbirth, just general other things that the Kimera
anthropologists had discovered over the centuries.
She found Ra'das waiting practically outside her door, apparently eager
to begin. He led her to a comfortable room, apparently modified for
pregnant researchers. She noted, with a slight grin, that it was near
the medical facilities. She probably wasn't the first Kimera hybrid to
spend the last few hours of her pregnancy accessing databases.
Her suspicions were confirmed when Ra'das showed her some of the
emergency stuff and special features. Definitely a room meant for
The rest of the day wasn't too bad, except for the ever-closer bathroom
* * *
Ra'das noticed before she did.
She'd been spending the last few hours going to the bathroom and
getting comfortable, relying on him to distract her as her baby did its
final shiftings. He'd been doing such a good job that she almost missed
the fact that she was almost at the end of her pregnancy. It was only
because that he got more absorbed in the lower portions of her rather
than the screen or her face that she realized she'd had the first
twinges of the birthing process.
He got up, helped her up, and moved her to the couchish piece of
furniture she'd seen earlier, and continued touching her, as if he was
trying to relax her, tap into her biological processes to make sure
this was as easy on her as possible. Shortly after she expelled the
'plug', he reached up and touched something on the wall, a monitor
perhaps. Shortly after that, her water broke. She was worried about
that, but he reassured her that it would clean up easily.
Soon after that, she was in labor. Ra'das was always there, always
touching her physically and mentally, helping her relax as they moved
down the hall a bit.
It was funny, almost, how short her labor was, how short the entire
birth process was. But even humans could have short processes - hers
was just helped by a trio of Kimera easing everything they could.
Sa'ana placed her daughter on her chest, just as many physicians on
Earth would do, placing her hands on the infant, as Ra'das' joined
hers. She felt her daughter's mental presence join hers and Ra'das, and
she almost cried in joy.
* * *
"Michelle!" Marianne called in despair as her daughter ran down the
corridors, completely naked. She sighed as the child, who was getting
older every time she looked, giggled up at a passing Kimera. At that
point, Michelle slowed down long enough to let her mother catch her.
"Speed demon," she muttered, primarily to Michelle, who kept giggling.
"It appears that her physical inheritance is quite exceptional," Ra'das
said as she handed the child over to him so that she could cover her
with a blanket.
"I hope she slows down when she reaches maturity," Marianne puffed.
"I don't know. Sa'ana told me that Mish'ele may never slow down."
"Ra'das, don't tell me that, can you imagine how terrifying she'll be
in a few days?"
"She may be energetic, but that might be precisely what she needs."
Marianne sighed. "I'd be surprised if she slows down long enough to
find a mate."
* * *
"Morning, Mom!" Michelle yelled as she bounced up and down on
"Ugh. Michelle, you're really getting a little too big to be bouncing
on mommy's bed in the morning," Marianne said, cracking an eye open.
Michelle looked to be in her late teens now, and Marianne hoped she
would stop growing soon.
"How come?" the girl asked, wrinkling her nose.
The door opened, saving Marianne from having to explain. Ra'das stood
in the doorway, looking bemused, or as bemused as he could. "Mish'ele,
your teacher is looking for you."
Michelle frowned. "But I just wanted to say good morning to mom!" she
"I know, but it's time to go back now," Ra'das said patiently. He took
their daughter's shoulder and guided her out. When she saw that she was
alone, Marianne dashed and got some clothes on- she'd quite forgotten
that Ra'das could get into her room and he hadn't quite yet understood
why she was a bit touchy about being seen nude in public.
Fortunately, she was done before Ra'das came back. He came in and sat
down on the bed beside her. "Are you all right?"
"Just... startled, I guess. Having grown up slow myself, I can accept
that some hybrids grow up fast, but I've never been really confronted
by it before. Michelle's still so young to me!"
"Mish'ele is still young. Her physical appearance is deceiving you,
like your father's did to the Taelons and Humans around him. Her mental
development and seperation from our own memories has not occurred yet."
"I'd love to know where she picked up that little bouncing on momma's
bed thing. I don't remember doing it, and mom didn't do it...."
"I am afraid that this particular mannerism comes from my host. It is
his memories that she takes this from."
"Who is this poor guy you grabbed as your host, anyway?" Marianne
asked. Ra'das frowned, kind of. He knew very well that the Kimera
custom of taking a host was something she didn't like. It was the only
reason probably that he had backed away from his first proposal that
they approach Alex as a host for their children. As it was, poor Alex
wasn't the slightest bit aware that she was interested in him, much
less that Ra'das had certainly taken to the young man he'd seen in
"His name is Matthew - Matthew McCourt. He is a doctoral student at
your university nearby, working on a degree in physics. He is actually
quite a ways away from home, as his parents live in the city of Loma
Linda, in California. All of this you should have in your memory."
"You're the one who nabbed him, Ra'das," Marianne said impatiently. "He
is one of Michelle's parents - and he has no idea that he is now a
"This really bothers you," Ra'das observed. "I'm sorry for not
realizing this sooner."
"You said, when we first met, that I was the most human of the
hybrids," Marianne answered. "Kimera blood flows in my veins, but I
have spent most of my life being human."
"Yet, some level of you must be comfortable with it, for you did not
insist that I stop using Matthew as a host when you mated with me."
Marianne blinked, and realized that he was telling the truth. She had
been in such a hurry to mate, to prove to herself that she was Kimera,
that she hadn't thought of Ra'das' host and the fact that she was
inadvertently helping him become a father. She sat there quietly for a
few minutes. "Ra'das, could I be alone now?"
Ra'das looked at her, and then left the room. Marianne flopped back on
her bed. She was definitely becoming more Kimera, maybe losing some of
the things her mother had taught her about how to behave. She may not
agree with some of her mother's ethics, but that was one that she
believed in strongly, didn't realize that she'd broken until now.
Others easily accepted both sides of themselves. Maybe their mothers
had let them follow more Kimera ways, instead of teaching them some
more human values. She was the odd one out here.
Marianne flipped over onto her stomach. Did she really belong here? Or
was she fooling herself if she believed she could recover the part of
the heritage she'd lost, at least without losing herself in the
process. "Maybe it's time to go home," she muttered. "I've done my
part, surely Ra'das has other mates, and I can just visit from time to
She started packing, trying not to cry. It wasn't too hard, as she
hadn't packed very much. She'd miss Ra'das and Michelle, but she had to
go home. Now. At least until she could take a good long look at herself.
Marianne almost made it when her daughter called out to her. "Mom?
Where are you going?"
She turned around almost guiltily as Michelle came up to her, and
grabbed her tightly. "I'm just going back to Earth for a few days,
Michelle. Don't worry. I just have to take care of a few things that I
didn't get to do."
"Where's dad? Is he waiting to see you off?" the anxious girl asked.
"Um," Marianne managed. She felt guilty for not telling Ra'das she was
going. But she didn't really want to tell him, and she really didn't
want to go into why she wasn't telling him to her daughter. "He won't
be seeing me off, but then, I won't be gone that long."
"Okay, mom, if you're sure you're coming back...." Michelle said.
Marianne hugged her daughter. "I will, dear. I will. I'll be back for
you to tell me all about what's been going on while I'm away."
"Okay, mom, I will."
"Goodbye, Michelle," Marianne said, releasing her daughter. As she went
away, she looked back and watched Michelle waving. With a heavy heart,
she went to get on the first flight home.
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