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Trichon

"A Little Light Humor"

Trichon rolled over and opened his eyes from his slumber. He rubbed his eyes and sat up in bed. He was dreaming again.. Dreaming of things that may or may not have actually happened to him. ever since Jadara it was very hard to tell the difference between the two. He looked around his quarters in search of his soon to be wife. She was proabaly looking for a wedding dress while they were docked at the station.

 

He decided that it was time to get his lazy butt out of bed. He stood up and walked over to the replicator for his morning cup of coffee. He watched the cup materlize filled to the brim. He snatched it and walked over to his desk. He tapped the computer and began recording.

 

"Personal Log... Ever since Jadara life has become different for me. Unlocking my memories has been a difficult and unfinished project. All the pieces are there I just have to put toghther the puzzle and its turning into a larger endeavor than I had orginally thought. The person I used to be, should have no impact on the person I am, or the person I am to become..." he pasued for a moment and shifted in his seat and looked in the other room where Merri had started working on a nursery.

 

"I'm going to be a father soon, and to tell the truth its a very exciting and frighting all at once. My own experience with my father was not what I would want to pass on to my own child. I have so many questions myself about myself, my heritage, my family... How am I expected to raise a child who will have questions of there own..."

 

The outer door slid open, and Merri tiptoed in, in case Trichon might still be asleep. Trichon turned towards the door and saw Merri walk in, "Well hello gorgeous."

 

Merri laughed. "I'm still waiting to be called Roundness or something like that," she giggled, putting a hand on her belly. "And getting rounder every day. Did you sleep well?" she asked, coming over to kiss him.

 

He shook his head, "As well as any sleep I have been getting lately."

 

"There's got to be something we can do about that," she said, concerned.

 

"Its just going to take time for my mind to work through it all." he hugged her, "Besides there not all bad dreams, just confusing."

 

"I know," Merri smiled, "I've shared most of them with you. But you need more rest, is what I meant."

 

"Ive overslept as it is today." he took a drink of his coffee and then looked back at her, "Anyways I thought you would be on the station, dress shopping."

 

"I've got a dress all picked out," Merri informed him. "I just haven't had it made up because I keep expanding!!"

 

He placed his hand on her stomach, "And how is the little one?"

 

"You tell me," she laughed.

 

He shrugged, "How am I supposed to know?"

 

Merri plopped herself on his lap. "If I can tap into your telepathy, surely you can tap into my empathy," she pointed out.

 

"You make a valid point there.." he concentrated for a moment, "Let's see..." She waited quietly. He started to feel a presence inside of Merri. He could sense his own child. It was very limited though a jumble of emotions. He started to cry tears of joy just from the overwhelming thought that the life that he felt was one created by him and the woman he loved.

 

"Little babies don't have very clear feelings, do they?" Merri asked, watching his face. "And they don't have much awareness of themselves, either." Trichon only sat there in awe and shook his head, "No they dont."

 

"All the books say babies get a sense of identity through interacting with their parents," she told him. "I wonder if telepathic interaction before they're born, counts."

 

"It could," he grinned, "It shouldnt be too much longer before we can meet the little one though. Hopefully we have a name picked out by then."

 

"A boy name or a girl name?" she teased.

 

"We should have one of each picked out just to be safe.." he winked.

 

"How about Fasterthanthespeedof?" Merri giggled, teasing more.

 

"I was thinking if its a girl, we could name her River,"

 

"River Light?" she asked, secretly thankful that he was ignoring her terrible joke.

 

He turned to her, "Yeah do you like it?"

 

"It's different," she said. "It might take time to grow on me, since where I come from River is a boy's name."

 

"See that makes our job easier," he grinned, "It could work for either."

 

Merri laughed. "And then we don't have to find out which it is until the birth, hmm?"

 

"Thats exactly right." Trichons voice trailed off for a moment, "Merri do you mind if I ask you a serious question?"

 

"You know you can ask me anything," she said softly.

 

"Do you think I'm going to be a good father?"

 

"That's funny," said Merri slowly, "because I was wondering if I'll be any good as a mother."

 

"I'm just scared that my own experiences with my father will have any effect on my parenting?"

 

Now it was the Counselor who spoke, as Merri reached up to touch Trichon's face with her fingertips. "I think as long as you are aware of your father's shortcomings, you're not likely to make the same mistakes," she said gently.

 

He sighed, "You know I have learned to listen to you on these types of things. Your right, I'm proabaly over-reacting to things."

 

She smiled, and suddenly took his hand and put it on her belly. "Feel that?" she asked, her eyes lighting up. The baby's flutters were feeling less fluttery and more like kicks lately.

 

"Yes I can feel our child," He just grinned, "I cant wait to meet you little one."

 

"So... should we go shopping for baby things on the station?" asked Merri.

 

"I think it would be a good way to spend my off duty time."

 

She slid off his lap. "Then go get dressed, Daddy, and we'll go." And she picked up his coffee and drank some of it for him.

 

Trichon stood up and went and changed into something casual and came back out into the main area, "So shall we go?"

 

"We shall," said Merri, and drank the rest of his coffee. "I'll even buy you real brewed coffee on the station instead of this replicated crud," she grinned. It was going to be a nice little shopping trip.

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